#. . ˚ . verse — college au

[daisies-daydreams]

Office Hours - Chapter 1 (Professor!Miguel x F!College Student!Reader)

Pairing: Professor!Miguel O’Hara x CollegeStudent!F!Reader Category: Semi-Angst (Smut begins next chapter 😉) Warnings: Swearing, Suggestive Content, Romantic/Sexual Tension Word Count: 1.1k+

Summary: Your grades have been slipping, prompting your physics professor, Miguel O'Hara, to suggest that you see him during his office hours...

A/N: Ahhh I'm so excited to finally post this! I've literally been working on this off and on since I started studying for my exams (aka a long ass time). I hope you all enjoy this roller-coaster of a story! Side Note: This is a college AU. All characters have been aged up.

-> Ch. 2

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

It’s not your fault your physics professor had a body like a Greek god and a voice smoother than silk. Or that he offers you an uncharacteristically kind smile every time you tell him to have a good day. Or that your grades have been slipping because you’ve been getting a little…distracted lately.

“…(Y/N)? (Y/N)?” your name echoed inside your ears. Your friend and classmate, Miles, nudged your arm with his elbow. You shook your head and blinked a few times, your heart sinking when you saw a small smirk on his face.

“I’m sorry, what was the question?” you asked as you turned towards your professor. A few snickers were heard around the lecture hall, causing you to shrink into your seat. Professor O’Hara sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose and murmured something under his breath. His large shadow was suddenly over you, his dark eyes meeting yours through his reading glasses. You wanted to shrink even more as he tapped his thick fingers against his taut forearm.

“I asked: what happens when a clock gets closer to the source of gravitation?” he questioned, his voice husked as he leaned forward ever so slightly. You felt your face heat up as you eyed his parted, plump lips. You swallowed thickly.

“U-Um…time becomes slower?” you said hesitantly. Your professor's eyes softened as he leaned back.

“Correct,” he replied with a small grin. Your head perked up just as he turned to walk back to his desk. “As (Y/N) said, time becomes slower. Now, gravitational time dilation…” his voice began to trail off as you observed the way his muscles flexed beneath his tight-fitting sweater. You quickly shifted your gaze back to your dim laptop screen, biting your bottom lip all the while.

The rest of class was a tug-of-war of attention, your mind shifting like sand between fantasy and reality. The knowing stares and occasional nudges from Miles didn’t help much, either.

“Alright, that’s it for today’s lesson. Any questions?” he asked. The room was dead silent. The massive man at the front of the room scanned his audience before sighing. “Okay, then. Please have Module 6 done by midnight tomorrow,” Professor O’Hara said. Everyone shifted out of their chairs as they began to pack up. You rubbed your eyes before sliding your laptop into your bag.

“A little distracted during class today?” Miles nudged again while wiggling his brows. You rolled your eyes as you slung your bag over your shoulder.

"You're worse than Hobie, I swear," you groaned. He chuckled as the two of you began to make your way out of the room.

“(Y/N),” your professor called. You instantly froze in place, your feet stuck to the floor like velcro. You slightly turned your face to see Professor O'Hara leaning against his desk.

“Yes, Professor O’Hara?” you asked. He tilted his head down slightly, the rims of his spectacles catching the dim lighting of the room.

“A word,” he continued, motioning you to come towards him with his index finger. Your cheeks filled with heat as Miles leaned over.

“Good luck,” your friend snickered. You shot him a deadly glare before he chuckled and walked into the hallway. You bit the inside of your cheek as you turned around and shuffled forward, desperately trying to keep any illicit thoughts from clawing their way to the front of your mind. Professor O’Hara gazed at you with half-lidded eyes as he tilted his head to the side, his knuckles paling against the edge of his wooden desk.

“(Y/N), I'm starting to become concerned about your performance in this class,” he said. You looked up, your heart racing beneath your goose-bump ridden chest.

“Sir?” you asked. Your professor’s brows scrunched together before he took off his glasses and folded them on the neck of his sweater.

“You’re smart, (Y/N). We both know that,” he spoke. Your cheeks felt hot as your chest grew tight.

“Thank you, Professor O’Hara,” you said. His shoulders relaxed a little.

“Call me Miguel," he murmured as he flashed you a small smile. Your breath stuttered.

"Oh, um, thank you...Miguel," you squeaked, his name feeling unfamiliar as it fell from your lips. Your professor hummed as he pushed himself off the desk. Your mouth grew dry as he lumbered towards you, his body soon within a mere foot from yours.

"I’ve been noticing your attention during class has been slipping lately,” he stated. You felt like you were floating as you felt his hot breath fall across your face, your eyes glued to the way his Adam's apple bobbed. “Hey, look at me...please,” he said sternly. You shook your head and focused on his eyes. His features were soft despite his firm tone, his body leaning slightly towards you.

“(Y/N), I don’t want to see you fail because I know you’ve worked too hard to get this far,” he explained with a gentle tone. Your heart felt like it was going to explode at his words combined with his tender, caring eyes. You clenched and unclenched your hands.

“I-I understand,” you said. Professor O’Hara leaned back, his gaze glued to your lips before he shifted them back to your eyes.

“Good. Now, I recommend that you come see me during my office hours where I can personally review the material with you,” he explained. Your heart stopped at the thought of being alone with him. You swallowed thickly and nodded.

“T-That sounds good,” you replied. The corner of his eyes crinkled ever so slightly.

“Will tomorrow at 6 PM work for you?” he asked, tilting his head to the side a little as he looked down at you. You parted your lips as you squeaked out a quiet “yes”. He nodded.

“Good,” he replied. You could've sworn you saw him wink as he pulled his jacket over his wide shoulders, though you quickly dismissed it as a result of sleep deprivation. Even still, your core began to swell with heat as you watched his thick, deft fingers graze over his buttons.

“Oh, and one more thing…is there anything in particular you find distracting during class?” he asked, the corners of his mouth curved a little more into a smirk than a simple grin. You felt all color drain from your face as you clutched the bottom of your shirt.

“Just some...personal things,” you muttered. You could feel his gaze intensify, shining against you like the heat of the sun.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry,” he apologized. You waved your hand.

“No, no, it’s okay,” you flushed. He cracked a small grin: such a simple gesture that quickly unraveled you from the inside out.

“Right,” he hummed before moving back to his desk. You shuffled in place as you lingered in the threshold of the lecture hall.

“Could you move a little to the left, please?” he chuckled, his husky voice snapping you out of your thoughts. You blinked a few times before looking into his deep, brown eyes.

“Sorry,” you mumbled as you took a step over. Miguel grinned again as he took a step forward. You raised your brows when he suddenly paused and turned towards you. You could hear your heartbeat pounding in your ears as he took a step forward, causing your back to become flush with the wall. Your breath hitched as he cupped your cheek with his massive, warm hand.

"This can't be real," you thought as your eyes widened. But the feeling of his palm against your cheek told you this was very much your reality. You sighed as you mindlessly leaned into his touch. He leaned forward as he smoothed his calloused thumb over your skin.

“(Y/N), I-"

“U-Um, Professor O’Hara?” a voice piped up. He rolled his head over as his hand immediately fell to his side. You shuffled awkwardly as the student's gaze shifted between the two of you.

“What?” he asked, his tone having a noticeable edge to it. The other student swallowed before tugging on the strings of their backpack.

"I-I had some questions about today's lecture," they said. Miguel clenched his jaw.

"My office will be open in thirty minutes. You can come ask me then," he replied curtly. They nodded before scurrying away, leaving the two of you alone once more. Your heart stopped as he leaned in, his lips brushing over your ear.

"Remember, 6 PM tomorrow," he husked. You bit your lip and nodded as he leaned back. You shuddered as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

"Professor?"

Miguel rolled his eyes and groaned quietly.

"Sí," he called as another student hovered in the doorway. They came inside before asking him a million questions in a matter of five seconds. Miguel blinked before gazing over at you and tilting his head towards the door. You gave him a small smile before hurrying outside, your heart glowing more than ever as you made your way back to your dorm.

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“So, how was your ‘talk’ with Old Man O’Hara,” Hobie smirked. You scoffed and poked at your dinner with a fork. Miles and Pav were “busy” playing a video game as the rest of you lounged around your living room.

“Hobie, don’t be gross,” your roommate, Gwen, playfully flicked his arm as she slid onto the couch next to you.

“Yes, mum,” he sang. Your friend simply shook her head as she tossed some popcorn into her mouth.

“He’s not that old…” you muttered. Miles immediately turned his head while Hobie burst out into laughter.

“So you do have something for the geezer,” the Brit said while wiggling his brows.

“OHHH! I KNEW IT!” Pav beamed excitedly as he quickly paused the game and spun around to meet your gaze. Your face grew hot as everyone’s eyes suddenly glued onto you. You took a deep breath.

“Migu-Professor O’Hara is my instructor. Nothing more,” you said with a firm nod. All the guy’s exchanged glances before turning back to you.

“What?” you asked in an annoyed tone.

“Oh, come on,” Miles sighed.

“It’s so obvious!” Pav said innocently. You grumbled as you threw your head back and ran your hands down your face.

“Is it really?” you groaned. Everyone chuckled.

“Yeah,” Miles shrugged. You shook your head, glancing down at your plate.

“He’s like thirty-something. He’s not that old...” you muttered.

“So about ten years is your limit?” Hobie asked. You snatched a piece of popcorn from Gwen’s bowl and chucked it at one of his wicks.

“Hey!” she frowned. Hobie gave a wry grin as he plucked it from his hair before locking eyes with you. He smirked as he slid it past his plump lips and slowly chewed it. You narrowed your eyes as the Brit swallowed it with an audible gulp. Your cheeks flushed as you scoffed.

“Okay, I'm done with this conversation," you replied as you held up your hands. Hobie chuckled before quickly shifting his attention to Gwen. They began to talk about their next band practice while Miles and Pav went back to playing their game.

Meanwhile, your mind began to drift as you anxiously wondered what tomorrow would bring...

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[creamecafe]

you know you're getting older when you start to feel icky writing about fictional characters when they're canonically teenagers even if the actors an adult irl

[yuwuta]

peds surgeon yuuta??? u cant say things like that i need to jump. the cartoons, the glasses, of course his freaky ass would have a thing for u calling him doctor okkotsu i need to die id wanna tease him sm and be all over him but i cant think of anything if its in a hospital how did the greys anatomy ppl made it work?

the grey’s doctors were FREAKS LMFAOO bc there is not space to be doing all that in the on call rooms…. honestly yuuta is probably too busy to even try anything with you in the hospital 90% of the time… he’s either in surgery or buried in the research library or falling asleep standing up 😭 sometimes you two pass each other in an empty stairwell and have time for a kiss or two, but never more than that (also because yuuta has very little self-restraint when it comes to you… if he allowed himself more than that, then it would be much harder to stop…) 

sometimes the two of you will fall asleep in the same on call room. yuuta will page you there and by the time you arrive he’s already half asleep, it’s probably his only nap in the last 24 hours, so you do your best not to wake wake him when you cuddle up next to him. you get a few hours of bliss in his arms before his pager is waking the both of you up, and he’s got to scurry downstairs to the peds floor and in his hurry he doesn’t realize he’s snagged your lab coat instead of his own, and it’s only when he’s haphazardly slipped it on and the arms are too short and the shoulders are too tight that he figures it out. it’s too late by then, because gojo is the attending on this case which means he doesn’t miss anything, which means he’s the first to giggle and tease, poking at your name embroidered above the breast pocket, “oh? i didn’t know the two of you got married already! oh and you took her last name, how noble, yuuta!~” 

[holy-puckslibrary]

here's everything i published in the month of OCTOBER.

˗ˏˋ main masterlist ˎˊ˗

★ THE ONE (18+) 

pairing — fwb!ANDREI SVECHNIKOV x reader wc — 8k synopsis — the reader is andrei's favorite girl, but she isn't his only. for awhile, the arrangement was comfortable. he'd show up whenever he was in town, they'd fuck, and then he'd leave. rinse and repeat. so how will andrei react when their routine comes to a screeching halt?

★ CLANDESTINE (18+) 

pairing — dbf!SIDNEY CROSBY x reader wc — 4.5k synopsis — when sidney catches the owner’s daughter hooking up with a rookie during a swanky event, he feels compelled to save an old friend some embarrassment. reminding showing her what a real man can do is just a bonus.

— INAUGURAL SLUMBER PARTY  tags: #oct 23 // #lights camera action

★ sharing is caring deets series masterlist

★ thoughts/feelings re: kinktober

★ lucky charm hidden object teaser game

★ re-visiting cameo and the remaster series masterlist

— 1989 (GRACE'S VERSION) tags: #1989 (grace's version) // #1989 (GV)

★ TRACK ONE — OUT OF THE WOODS (quinn hughes) the crush verse masterlist

★ TRACK TWO — THIS LOVE (erik johnson) the nanny verse masterlist

★ TRACK THREE — I KNOW PLACES (sidney crosby) the sugar sugar verse masterlist

→ next month’s round-up 

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[cherryberry-sugarandspice]

Taming the Bull - Snippet

A/N: so this is a snippet of my college AU of Miguel x Reader, Reader x Gabriel, the love triangle thingy. I just thought this was so funny teeheehee!

You get into the car, heart throbbing painfully in your chest. You lay your head against the steering wheel, fighting the urge to breakdown. This is all too much. You long to be with Miguel, but by being with him, you hurt Gabriel.

Besides, Miguel has been with nearly every woman on campus. What if wanted another notch in his belt? All his sweet, tooth rotting words...what if they're a ploy to get you into bed?

You sniffle, straightening up and pulling out of the parking lot. A little drive around the city wouldn't hurt. Maybe go visit the beach. You're driving through the parking lot when a large body throws themselves onto the hood of your car with a loud thunk. You scream, slamming on the break.

"Miguel?" you say in shock, rolling down the window. "What the hell are you doing!"

Miguel places his large hands on the windshield, brown eyes staring into your face with burning determination.

"I'm not giving up on you! I meant what I said! I want to be with you! It's always been you!" Miguel yells. He speaks the absolute truth. "I know I've been an ass, and I'm trying to change. You are who I want!"

"Miguel, get off of my car, or I'm driving off with you on it," you snarl, slamming your horn.

He hardly flinches at the blaring horn. "No! You need to know how much I want to be with you."

You glare at him and press on the gas pedal, tearing through the parking lot. Miguel holds on for dear life, but he doesn't break his gaze. "Please, you have to believe me!"

"I'm not listening to you!"

You pull onto the street and drive down the busy streets.

"You're the one I want to be with. You're the one I want. Why is that so hard to believe?"

"Because you've slept with nearly every woman here! Besides, aren't you the same one who told Gabriel that you just wanted to sleep with me?"

Miguel grinds his teeth. Damn him brother. "I did say that, but that's before we reconnected. Your the kindest person I've ever met. You stop to allow ducks to cross the street. You help tutor others. You take the time to talk to random strangers if they look just a little sad!"

You continue to drive, heading to the beach. People give you strange looks with Miguel on the hood of your car, but right now, you can give two shits.

"You think I don't pay attention to the little things you do, but I catch on! You hug any pillow to hide your beautiful body. You cover your mouth when you laugh. When you get passionate about something, your eyes light up and you don't care how loud or excited you get, and god fucking damnit, that's fucking cute!"

"You don't mean that! Just shut up!"

"I do! I mean it!" Miguel's face is smushed into the glass, his body swinging back and forth against the hood, but he holds on tightly. "You're the one I want to be with!"

"No I'm not!"

You head down the winding road to the beach, driving through the sand towards the water. "I swear I will drive into the fucking ocean! Leave me alone!"

"No! Because you need to know how much I care about you!"

"Man, fuck you!"

You drive straight into the water, and both you and Miguel have to trudge out of waters and back to shore.

[preet-01]

My feed was filled with pictures of Daniel during the post-quali media and this happened. So hope you guys enjoy!!!

With the fundraiser set for late fall/early winter, a car wash had been impractical. Not to mention that Daniel had threatened a boat load of pranks that Seb quite frankly did not want to deal with during midterms time.

So in a moment of unmatched brilliance, he proposed a kissing booth. It didn’t have to be on the quad, they could set it up in the student center of Daniel was so averse to the cold. And to be completely honest, they’d probably raise a lot more money with $1 pecks on the cheek and $5 kisses than they would at the usual car wash fundraiser. After all, a lot more people wanted to kiss Daniel than they had cars. (Though that hadn’t stopped people in past years from bringing wheelbarrows, bicycles, and any other wheeled thing just to see Daniel shirtless, in tiny shorts, and wet with sudsy water. Plus there were other guys from the frat there too, but Daniel had been the main attraction.)

“It better be in a warm place,” Daniel says when the booth is proposed. The others echo their support for Daniel’s demand, after last fall semester’s car wash fundraiser none of them had been ecstatic about spending hours in the cold air.

The rest of the meeting is spent making a schedule for who would be manning the booth during the day. It would be on a Thursday — when Daniel was the only person in the frat to not have a class. Though he had been spending a lot of his Thursdays helping Professor Button with his latest research project.

“Can you stay all day, Dan?” Seb questions.

“I know what you’re doing Vettel,” Daniel says with narrowed eyes but ultimately agrees to stay at the booth the entire day. “I want the nicest room when we have spring formal,” he demands as compensation. Not too hard of a task to be honest.

The others, who aren’t in a relationship, agree to join Daniel for two hour sessions.

____

If Daniel hadn’t been offered fair compensation for his efforts, he probably would be angrily grumbling about all the effort he had to put into kissing just about everyone that walked by. Rick, his companion for the past hour, had barely kissed more than three people. In comparison, Daniel had kissed three people in just four minutes. Rick was a good looking guy, he wasn’t the hottest in the frat, but he was conventionally attractive.

“How much have we made?” Rick questions as Daniel slips another $5 bill into the lockbox.

“Uh close to $470,” Daniel replies. The booth had only been open for about three hours now and they’d raised more money than the last car wash fundraiser they did.

“Mr. President!” Daniel cheers when he sees Lewis step up to the kissing booth. When Lewis had been elected frat president, there was only one way that Daniel could greet him every time he saw him. The running joke between them had somehow led to Daniel doing his best Marilyn Monroe singing happy birthday to JFK impression.

“Dan,” Lewis greets before greeting Rick.

“Care to donate to save the honeybees?” Daniel asks. Lewis pulls out a crisp $10 bill and slips it into the lockbox himself.

“A kiss for now and a kiss for later,” Lewis explains just before expectantly turning to Daniel.

“Throw in another $20 and well you know,” Daniel says, not really expecting Lewis to agree, but he does and pulls out the $20. Lewis kisses him for a full minute and promises to see him tonight before leaving for his next class.

“What’s the you know for?” Rick questions and Daniel just raises his eyebrow. Everyone in the frat knew that Daniel and Lewis would occasionally hook up and the two loved playing games with one another. “Wait, really??? I thought that was just some prank that Seb was trying to pull on us.”

Oh right, Rick was newly initiated and had not yet seen Lewis and Daniel’s hook ups or the games that preceded them. “The President is the best fuck in the frat,” Daniel says.

“Mr. Ricciardo,” a familiar voice says. They turn around to see Jenson — well Professor Button — standing there.

“Professor!” Daniel says, he’s sure he’d texted Jenson that he wouldn’t be able to make it to their usual meeting due to a frat fundraiser. So he couldn’t be pissed about that. Was it the… oh he’d be paying for that come next Thursday. Hopefully his punishment would be of the spanking variety and not the orgasm delay variety. “Would you like to donate to our fundraiser? It’s for the bees. $1 for a peck, $5 for a kiss,” Daniel questions. He’s curious to see what Jenson will do.

“It would be highly inappropriate to kiss a student, Mr. Ricciardo, but I will donate $5 for the cause,” Jenson says, “and I expect you to be early next Thursday, there are some… articles I need you to go through.” With that Jenson is gone. Kissing a student would have definitely been more appropriate than whatever it was that Jenson’s planning for next Thursday.

The next couple of hours are very boring if you ask Daniel. He’s kissing or giving pecks to whoever stops by. A group of freshmen keep coming back to the booth to get pecks and one of them is bold enough to get a kiss. And he’s avoiding people’s attempts to flirt. He’s just going through the motions until Max Verstappen appears in front of him. They have a political philosophy class together this semester. While Max was very prickly with most other people in the class due to their “very stupid thoughts,” he lit up around Daniel.

“Hiya, Maxy Taxi,” Daniel greets, happy to see a familiar face. “Come to support the honeybees?” He inquires.

“Sure,” Max replies. Instead of $5, max pulls out a $20. “You have been kissing people for a minute when they give $5, so a $20, of course, would mean 4 minutes of kissing,” he says.

“Yeah, I suppose,” Daniel hadn’t really been keeping track of how long he was kissing everyone, but Max was rarely wrong in class so he must be right.

Max’s lips are just as soft as they look. And like he does in class, Max takes the lead with no hesitation. He’s got a hand in Daniel’s curls and the other on his cheek as they kiss. Well technically make out because the amount of tongue is significantly higher than it had been with other people he’d kissed during the day.

If he’s breathless and chasing for more, then no one has to know except him and Max. “Do you want to get dinner after class tomorrow?” Max questions. Daniel, still dazed and wanting more, just nods. Dinner sounded great.

By the end of the day, they raised over $1000 which was much more than the car washes they’d done had ever raised. The honeybees better be grateful.

[inheritantroyalty]

@biiigtime sent ; [FLIRTING] the sender flirts with a third person while making sure the receiver can see. college au

cody’s standing in the corner jaw clenched with a drink in hand, eyes practically burning a hole into becky and whatever boy she was busy talking to. the whole just friends thing between them had began to fade by now, yet still they weren’t a couple. no labels they said. and he’d still be filled to the brim with jealousy whenever somebody else was in the picture. at first he had no issue, they just slept together, seen different people and that was about the height of it. not anything he wasn’t already used to.

now it bothered him whenever somebody else tried their luck with her and he was quickly losing interest in any girl that tried it with him. he was attached, no doubt about it and and it felt so weird to go from someone heartless to someone developing feelings. “ hey, who’s this? ” with zero shame he walked right up to the pair, letting his arm rest over the back of her shoulder as he stared directly at the guy “ looks like you’re having a great time ” his tone was nothing but fake and sarcastic, pushing his point across without starting any sort of conflict “ i think you should go ”

[coyotetatertot]

Promotional for Tate's company in my interp of A Better World AU.

FULL TEXT BENEATH THE CUT‼️‼️

God, I love exploring what he can do if he hadn't suffered through his father abandoning them and then YEARS of caretaker burnout as he tried in vain to heal his dad. What if he hadn't learned to fear his intellect and skill. What if Appalachia hadn't been cut out of him by being raised in the Bay Area. What if his abilities and cultural identity were both nurtured and encouraged by loving parents and a strong educational support system. What then. 👁️

I think he definitely still has his issues, because public figures often do lol. Fame causes so many problems. But fuck if I don't wanna let this lil scruffy genius out of his mental cage of repression, burnout, and depression. I think he's wild, enthusiastic, and has so much heart and spirit underneath all those layers of bullshit. 30 years of suffering and he is in his 30s, the divergence of the AU puts him on a radically different path from childhood and that makes him a TOTALLY new person.

On the highest peaks in the world, the strongest tethers aren't your rope, but the emotional ties which unite your climbing team and keep you connected to those waiting for you back home. Whether it's by blood or by choice, Tater Higgs McGucket understands the importance of family. Son of revolutionary inventor and co-founder of the Institute of Oddology Fiddleford Hadron McGucket, Tate describes his father as his closest friend, collaborator, and mentor. In collaboration with family friend and other co-founder of the Institute Stanford ("Ford") Pines, the three first designed their renowned supplemental oxygen delivery system after an expedition studying anomalies in the Himalayas.

"Our investigation took us to Camp 1 of Manaslu," Tate described in an exclusive interview with Mountaineering Monthly last week, "And I was shocked by the amount of traffic. This was some of the roughest terrain on the planet, but we saw more people out there than on some of my hiking trips back home in Oregon. . . Ford was our interpreter, and after talking with the locals, we realized that there were all these companies selling tickets to the top — with sherpas puttin' themselves on the line just to ferry tourists to the summit."

The influx of inexperienced climbers has had disastrous consequences, as Tate witnessed firsthand. "A lot of these people, they're physically and mentally capable of makin' that kinda climb, but maybe they don't follow best practice. You can summit without any oxygen, if ya stop and acclimatize along the way. But that takes a while, so it can be really temptin' to ignore your body and throw an oxygen bandaid at the problem. But then you're puttin' yourself in an emergency situation if it fails. While we were there, one of those climbers ran out, and a sherpa had to run more oxygen up there. I told him there was a storm a-comin', but he went up anyway. And we ended up losin' 'em both."

Tate's growing twang was underscored by a nervous bouncing of his leg, and he took a moment to collect himself before resuming the interview.

"Dad and I had a look at these open circuit breathing apparatuses. While they were reliable, we saw they were plum wasteful. Knew we could make somethin' better. There's a growin' culture of risk-takin' 'round them mountains. And maybe we cain't stop the industry that's causin' these problems, but we can at least make it safer for them climbers. 'Cuz at the end of the day, regardless of what ya think about these people? With an accident like that, there’s people left behind that're a-hurtin' somethin' fierce. Partners, friends, kids without parents. I mean, just the thought of losin' my dad like that is enough to break my heart — but that's reality, for both the families of that climber and the sherpa who died tryin' to save him. . . Naw, I reckon we can do better."

That was how the youngest McGucket, who had become a household name in the 1990s for his work in designing personal computers with his father's company, first ventured into the world of alpinism. But what he hadn't expected was to fall in love during the process.

"I always needed nature," he explained, "I get overstimulated awfully easy, and so I go out there to clear my head. Been hikin' and fishin' since I was a kid. . . And so, after workin' with climbers to test this equipment — I saw a lot of them eight-thousanders up close, right? And one day, I just knew I had to see it from the top."

But having become familiar with the dangers involved, Tate knew that preparing himself for such a climb would be no easy task.

Luckily, he found a trainer in Ford's twin brother, Stanley Pines.

“Stanley is a stand-up guy. Real old school. Throws a hell of a punch, catches a hell of a catfish.” Tate said of his mentor, “He’s a fighter. So I knew I needed him, because all it takes is one slip up or act of god for these expeditions to turn life-or-death. And he’s been great. Neither of us knew much about rock climbin’ or mountaineering before all this. But we’ve learned together. And having summited a few eight-thousanders now, I can tell ya, I wouldn’t be here without his help.”

Also aiding in his expeditions were his prototype real-time weather and vital monitoring systems, which have since become standard issue in all McGucket brand protective wear. But Tate is most proud of his high-frequency beacon system, which allows climbers to communicate with their partners and first responders — even from inside perilous crevasses.

"The danger of avalanche or serac collapse is real. There are times when your life just ain’t in your own hands. Our systems allow climbers to communicate when they’re entering or exiting a perilous area, and can send out an SOS. They’re also constantly pinging, so in the event somethin’ does happen, they’ll help your climbing partners or first responders find you.”

But high altitudes aren’t the only place you’ll find the twin peaks of McGucket Mountaineering. Tate’s inventions have seen heavy use by first responders of all stripes, from firefighters to wilderness search and rescue — and he has recently signed a contract to manufacture respirators for medical use.

"At the end of the day, it’s all about making it home safely.” Tate concluded, “You gotta prioritize what matters most. You can do incredible things in this world, but none of it matters if you can’t share them with the people who love you.”

[yerproblematicfav]

The AU that lives in my head rent free:

Hazbin Hotel College AU

Set in modern times where Angel Dust goes to college in a different state rather than joining the family business and Charlie and Vaggie are his guidance counselors, desperately trying to set him on the right path. Charlie becomes increasingly more exasperated every passing day.

Husk is the hot teacher that is always showing up to class hungover and isn't at all interested in his advances. They may or may not form a relationship outside of the classroom later on.

Alastor teaches an anthropology class about cannibalism throughout human history and/or witchcraft and always has the radio in his classroom set to an old timey station. Everyone is convinced that he is actually a cannibal.

Pen is Angel's roommate in the campus dorms. His major is something like Chemical or Mechanical Engineering. They butt heads a lot at first, but then slowly grow to be best buds.

Niffty and Cherri are also students, living in the girl's dorms and Niffty has a job on campus as a custodian (fancy word for janitor).

Emily, Adam, and Lute are a part of the fucking Campus Crusade and they have so much fucking beef that it's damn near an Arby's.™️ (Except Emily, she's an actual angel who wouldn't fight anyone and we love her for it.) Sera is the teacher in charge of the club.

Vox teaches a media studies class of some kind.

Angel of course ends up working at a strip club part time (owned by Valentino) to pay his way through college and he brags about being a stripper all the time, lol.

[moonmothbroth]

Not thumbs up anon but the idea of Penguin being a hands on learner immediately put into mind Penguin using Killer to learn the names and placements of things like muscles, bones and organs or practicing where to make incisions for procedures by drawing on his body with a marker and Killer not caring that he has faded marker on him for days because he gets to spend time with Penguin and help him study.

Omg! A new friend joins!! 🫶 I'm happy that you're enjoying me and thumbs up anon's au we're building!

And this idea is so cute and i can imagine maybe Killer watching Penguin struggle with just reading and taking notes, and he offers himself as the study subject one day. Penguin is surprised by his suggestion but decides to give it a try, and it ends up working for his next exam! Every subject after that, you can easily find Killer on the floor of Penguin's room with marker all over him, arms out like he's a sacrifice 😂 Also, it doesn't hurt to draw over his abs and gigantic pecs 😏 (Fun Fact: i have never failed a test as hard as i did for heart anatomy in college 😔😂 That shit is so confusing, i really flopped that test LMAO)

[bugsinshoes]

"O sweet Juliet, thy beauty hath made me effeminate, and in my temper softened valor’s steel!"

[therealmylesmorales]

Toxic!Claire propaganda

“I like what we have, baby, let’s not ruin it with stupid labels.”

[joverflowers]

Ultimate Jinmin Fic Recommendation pt 2

Neighbors/Roommates

efflorescent by minchimcheree

summary: Jimin gets an unexpected new neighbor.

silent speaking words by bucephalas

summary: Kim Seokjin lives alone. Worse still, he feels alone. There's nothing to be done for it. Until one day he finds a cat on his fire escape and meets Park Jimin - a man with the softest of voices and smiles and a laugh like bells.

recipe for success by prosperousends

summary: Jimin runs a potion shop; Seokjin runs a stand selling potion ingredients right across the street. Despite Jimin's best efforts, they find common ground.

Nevermind by eternal_octopus

summary: Wherein the most beautiful man Jimin's ever seen moves in next door, but it's too good to be true when he also turns out to be the lead singer of a rock band that practices at all hours of the night.

You Gave Me A Key (And Called It Home) by caecoethic

summary: The apartment isn't much, not really, and Seokjin thinks there could be better decor in the place; but it's all his. In time, he thinks it could be a home. (and then he gets a roommate.)

dis-ease by gardenjins

summary: roommate park jimin: I’m stopping at the supermarket after work today. anything you need?

me: medicine :(

roommate park jimin: that’s. really vague hyung. what kind of medicine?

the light will wait for us by moonbabie

summary: jimin is studying to be a fortune-teller, born to generations of fortune-tellers and mudangs before him, in an apartment building he's spent all his life in. seokjin is a new tenant, untethered and opaque. why is he so familiar?

press home to unlock by jnkkgay

summary: seokjin would very much like to know if it is normal for your roommate to suddenly set the backgrounds of all their electronic devices to photos of you.

Sports

ain't no mountain high enough by smashthatlikebutton

summary: Jimin looks over at the man with the nice lips and hips and broad expanse of back, standing at the bar without a care in the world. Snowboarding suits him, he thinks. “Cool, I’m going to seduce him.”

“You can’t just seduce Kim Seokjin, Hyung, he has a Wikipedia page!”

Under the Moon by idyllic_hummingbird

summary: They were the top two figure skaters in the nation. Heated rivals on the ice, but no one knew about what went on behind closed doors. Five years passed after Jin's retirement before Jimin heard from him again, inviting him to the beach where he now lived.

Kill V. Maim by newbensolo (orphan_account)

summary: Kim Seokjin is the star of the ring where Jimin used to shine.

Co-workers/Rivals

Paper Planes Through the Skyscraper's Window by Onion_Path

summary: When Kim Seokjin first stepped into the streets of Manhattan with his luggage full of hopes and dreams of building planes and watching them take off above the sky, he wasn’t expecting the said planes to be made of paper out of all things. Neither did he expect them to find a place to land in the apartment across the street; yet here he is now, trying to confess his feelings for his co-worker through weather forecasts and wind speed calculations.

Past the Perfect Pictures by seoulsunset

summary: While they both had the perfect chemistry in front of the flashing cameras, the fact remains that Jimin hated Seokjin, and Seokjin hated Jimin. The competition is tough and the hate game is really strong… or is it really just hate?

Because the last time they checked, you don’t get on your knees for the person you hate.

sweet hot jackpot (winning the office pool) by stickyrum

summary: Jimin commits the most heinous of office crimes against his department manager aka the man of his dreams, and his journey to redemption.

blank by formerlyunknownas

summary: The one where Jimin had too many tequila shots, blacked out, and ultimately slept with his boss (maybe literally, maybe not).

Unnecessary, not stupid. by newgs

summary: Kim Seokjin has been the best. Best chef, best looking, best employee.

Until.

Until Park Jimin, the new owner of the hotel, decides that Kim Seokjin isn't good enough.

Selfish Harmony by tiny_joon

summary: Jimin sighs. He’s not sure how to explain it without it sounding super weird. He dives in anyway, “Okay, so. Hyung and I are in a little bit of a competition to see who can pick up the most passengers at the bar on nights he works. He’s in the lead, obviously, but I’m not that far behind!”

“You are?”

“Well, he doesn’t know.”

you're such a star by kinskins

summary: If asked Seokjin, among of all the annoying things the cruel adult world can throw at you, is one wonderful Park Jimin, who makes the cruel adult world a bit better place to be.

we don't have to say it out loud by capucapu

summary: Seokjin is terribly chaotic, Jimin might be just a bit petty, and everyone else is just struggling to survive another workweek in this capitalist hellscape.

Kim Seokjin from Payroll by tender_tenderly

summary: “…Drama?” he asks. Seokjin only nods, resolute. “How would we cause drama?”

“It’s simple!” Seokjin says, taking Jimin’s hands and pulling him to his feet. He spins him around before tugging him in close until they’re eye-to-eye, chest to chest. Jimin feels his face heating up as Seokjin brushes his hand against the side of his face.

“Gorgeous, excessive, disgusting PDA."

Fluff/Humor

tell me about the seagulls, sam by ebenroot

summary: Park Jimin sets out to get his co-worker Jeon Jeongguk together with his boss, Vice President Kim Namjoon. Not because he's promised a big promotion if they get together, or because he wants Kim Seokjin to lick the bottom of his shoe, but because he is a Good Person (tm).

jack i'm flying! by ameliabedelias

summary:“Are they okay?” A concerned booze cruise attendant walks by. “They’re not gonna jump, are they?”

“Please, just ignore them,” Hoseok sighs, flopping into one of the deck lounge chairs as Seokjin and Jimin get into position. “They’ve been doing this for three years now. It's kind of their thing.”

you're the right time (at the right moment) by merryofsoul

summary: Five times Seokjin and Jimin's friends try to set them up, and one time Seokjin takes matters into his own hands.

(Feat. Jimin working harder than any of them for the same goal.)

sing it back to me by chahans

summary: Jimin is a part-time concert security guard and Jin is the scalper he's willing to make an exception for.

A Long Walk Off A Short Pier by exfatamorgana

summary: Jimin and Seokjin are panicking; their friends are assholes.

Jimin and Seokjin are panicking; their friends are over it.

Beaches and Summer by arysthaeniru

summary: Jimin has a billion videos of Jin doing stupid things on his phone.

Virtual World/ Androids

Limitations Of Virtual Experience by tullycat

Summary: ”So…” The man hesitates. “You know you normally live in virtual reality, yeah?”

Seokjin shrugs. “Of course. You know you breathe?”

Midnight snacks and mechanical dreams by closetfairy

summary: Cake vending machine android Jimin spends his life in a box. Seokjin orders a cake every week, and longs to show Jimin the world.

Pet shop/Animal Shelter/Hybrids

Enough Fish in the Sea for Two by MissCeeEmBee

summary: After quitting his high stress job in Seoul to become a fisherman in a small village, he hasn't caught a single thing. Not even a boot. Dispirited by his lack of success on the high seas, Seokjin almost misses the pitiful mewl coming from the docks. He investigates and finds a tiny, neglected calico cat who shies away from his touch. Gaining the cat's trust, Seokjin eventually takes him home and realizes that the cat isn't exactly who he seems.

Birdsong by sweetjimbles

summary: Jimin, a Lovebird hybrid, has the fattest crush on his best friend's roommate. Each morning in his bird form, he hides in the tree outside Jin's room and sings his little lungs out. It's a shame Jin thinks this bird is purposefully annoying him when he's trying to sleep.

My Tail 'Round Your Waist, Your Mane in My Face by sleepydrabbles

summary: Seokjin looks forward to all his evenings with Jimin, even when they're both a little grumpy.

A Purrfect Match by hope_and_hardship

summary: When Mr. Tall and Handsome came into the animal shelter in a Canali suit, Jimin was not impressed. But then the man did something unexpected. He sat down in his expensive wool suit on the concrete floor in front of the first cat cage and introduced himself to the cat.

Soulmates

Can't Let You Slip Away by edi-neil (sweet_trick)

Summary: Park Jimin thinks that he and his husband have the perfect relationship. They're going to adopt a baby, have great friends, and are grossly in love. The only thing missing is the bright red soulmate string to bind them together permanently.

when all the stars align by orphan_account

Summary: Seokjin doesn’t know what to do with a soulmate who doesn’t want him back.

Crashing into Destiny by Yumi44

summary: Seokjin is beyond ready to start over in a new town with a new job. Possibly even a whole new him. While he comes to Harmony Springs for a change of scenery and completely on a whim, his expectations are very low as this isn’t the first time he’s escaped, but his third. But destiny has other plans for him when a stranger comes crashing into his life, literally.

Show Me (I'll Show You) by mellzmallow

summary: Jimin is starting to get frustrated now. He is beyond confused and fucking hurt that his soulmate just turned his back on him after admitting to his love for the younger. “Why?” He yells at the elder. “Tell me why, hyung!”

“Because,” Seokjin raises his own voice, obviously irritated at Jimin’s persistence. “We’re soulmates, Jimin. I feel everything you feel. That’s why I know you can never love me as much as you love him.”

Fantasy/Magic Au

luck be my lover by wonsteapot

Summary: On a beautiful day, under a cloudless sky, Seokjin meets a pastry-wielding Park Jimin outside a bakery; a young man with bubblegum pink hair and the most beautiful smile in the world—the man who would steal his heart and change his luck in ways he could have never imagined.

Before he knows it, he's living his very own fairy tale. Literally.

The Universe Has Moved For Us by gardenjins

summary: Seokjin runs into someone who looks and acts just like that boy he fell in love with a few centuries ago. he doesn’t want to fall in love again, but it seems he can’t stop himself.

The Golden Rule of Love Curses by smiles

summary: An incomprehensive list of things Seokjin did not expect when he took a job at the library:

a talking seagull.

did he mention the talking seagull, because he feels like no one is properly panicking about a talking seagull?

oh, and also a wizard places him under a curse.

sorry, correction, a wizard places him under a spell. There is obviously a very significant difference, apologies Jimin. A spell is so much better than a curse.

the pearl in the pond by stickyrum

summary: His back sloped from the widest pair of shoulders Jimin had ever seen. Sand stuck to sections of his back and arms, a small river of sweat forming between the dip of his bowed spine. Jimin swallowed dryly. He had back dimples.

Of Spanish Roses & White Lilies by Always_Somewhere

summary: Once upon a time, a lonely rose fell in love with a handsome prince.

Like the Touch of Rain, He Was by portscutie

summary: If Seokjin could he'd live in a rainforest surrounded by the sweltering heat and soothingly fresh rain that always had the power to bring a smile to his face—

But then again, maybe being with Jimin was happiness enough.

hearts on fire by seokjininheaven

summary: Of all the things Jimin thought would happen once he started practicing magic, he never did think that lighting his mentor's hair on fire would be one of them. It wasn't his fault that Seokjin was the most handsome man Jimin had ever seen.

fae, love-laced by honeyslice (heavensring)

summary: Jimin is a house fairy assigned to Seokjin, human-extraodinaire—at making his job frustratingly difficult.

Hurt/Comfort

comfort blanket by wonsteapot

summary: When normality comes crashing down around him, Jimin turns to Seokjin for comfort.

two left by Saltyghostsuga

summary: Performance Artist Jimin finds himself as a teacher's assistant in Hoseok's Contemporary Dance class for Beginners (yike) as he recovers from an injury, working his way back to being on stage again. He learns just as much about dancing from his student, tech supply conglomerate executive with two left feet Kim Seokjin, as Jin does from him.

love fallen by celestialfail

summary: Jimin finds out the village's demon is really a fallen angel inflicted with a terrible sickness.

despite everything i love you by asteriafics (orphan_account)

summary: Jimin realizes he's in love with Seokjin and promptly goes through the five stages of grief.

A Certain Sense of Synergy by deepslowpanic

summary: They barely even dated, Jimin doesn’t feel like he can even call it a relationship. The breakup wasn’t even a breakup, just them moving seamlessly into being friends instead. And now, years later, things are easy and comfortable. But when the first of their friends get married, Jimin starts to see things, and Seokjin, in a new light.

not spring, love, or cherry blossoms by jinminrising (xiujaemin)

summary: On the spring of 1988, Jimin feels the giddiness of first love. But happiness isn’t all there is to falling in love, and Jimin realize that maybe the heartache isn’t all that worth it.

Coffee shop/ Bakery/ Flower shop/ Book shop

you make me bloom by orphan_account

summary: In their flower shop, sunflowers bloom only when Jimin is happy. For all the years he's lived with Seokjin, there's a new one in the bathtub every morning.

Love You A Latte by gardenjins

Summary: Kim Seokjin was not a coffee person.

Ninety percent milk was…well, it was still coffee. But it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Not when he found himself staring at a graceful swan every time he took another sip.

Wait, did he say cute barista?

cherry picking by untilitbreaks

summary: Jimin meets a beautiful man named Seokjin, and allows him and his charismatic coworkers to fit into his life and teach him the meaning of honesty, love, and self-acceptance in a battle against his anxiety.

Canon Verse

blooming starlight by anakhronism (orphan_account)

summary: With his arms around Seokjin's waist and Taehyung's words ringing in the back of his mind like alarm bells, Jimin realizes he and Seokjin might not be just friends.

The rarest pair by closetfairy

summary: The boys get curious about their fanfiction stats. Everyone laughs about their ship rankings, but Jimin can't get the thought of him and Jin being incompatible out of his head.

rivers connecting lines by ninemoons42

summary: Time is slipping through Jin's fingers, but fortunately Jimin has no plans of letting (him) go.

You're the Moon by hopelessandcynical

summary: seokjin manages to get some vacation time and surprises jimin at home after seeing his guilty video and then they proceed to be the cutest boyfriends for about 5k words. that's it, that's the story.

Satisfied by peridotfairy

summary: Jimin had always sought perfection and for a moment, he'd thought he'd found it in Kim Seokjin.

what sweet addiction this is, darling by stickyrum

summary: "You know, this would be so much easier if we could just say, 'going on a date," Seokjin murmured under his breath, threading Jimin's fingers with his and sliding their hands into the pocket of his coat.

Youth by taejinyo

summary: Jimin sees stars in Seokjin's eyes.

just let me love you by wonsteapot

summary: Jimin shifted in his seat, a steady heat flickering to life in his gut as the realization slowly dawned on him.

Seokjin was flirting with him.

ABO Verse

Wild Woods Calling by MmeIrene

summary: Seokjin wakes up in a world not his own, a world full of wolves and danger, where betas are prized beyond reckoning for their healing abilities and the local wolf packs would do anything - anything - to claim a beta for their own.

Lost by lovewaves (jinsan)

summary: Omega Seokjin is bestowed to Alpha Jimin who shows him that love is a kind of holiness.

The Fox Who Stole the Moon by MissCeeEmBee

summary: On his way to another futile matchmaking meeting, gumiho Prince Jimin is waylaid by a strange creature of fire and ash. To protect himself from deadly injuries, his transforms into a fox.

Disgraced Healer Seokjin comes across the poor creature and takes it back to his supposedly haunted hanok to recover. Jimin discovers that perhaps he was looking for his precious mate in all of the wrong places.

It's You by nunu_noodles

summary: Seokjin has turned 25 years old, which means his time is up.

No more grace period, no more time for romance.

These days, they can only wait so long for nature to take it's own course, ever since nature stopped working the way it should, and the worlds population started slowing down.

It's time for the tireless wheels of the government to turn and procure him a mate.

Selfish (for now) by monomoonluv (jooniebug_95)

summary: Natural Born Vampire Princes Seokjin and Jimin have been best friends almost their entire lives. But with Seokjin's impending engagement he realizes that maybe his feelings for Jimin were something else entirely.

Actor/Singer/Artist Au

Myself in the Sea by bangtanagan

summary: He’s a good actor. He’s not sure when he started using it like this, to hide from his friends too.

These days, Seokjin feels like a passenger in his own life.

Cake Waltz by gardenjins

summary: Jimin works for a catering company and bumps into handsome prince famous actor Seokjin at a ball fancy business event

the portrait by orphan_account, raplinehoes

summary: Seokjin is a bored rich man who seeks something, anything, to give his life a meaning, until he finds the perfect painting: a portrait made by one artist named Park Jimin.

this is my second date by misspamela

summary: In his defense, it wasn’t Seokjin’s fault he didn’t notice the near-apocalyptic storm raging outside or a small avalanche hitting the resort’s backup generator. How could he be expected to focus on something as trivial as the weather when the hottest guy he’d ever seen in his life was riding him like he was trying to kill him?

Fake/ Pretend Relationship

Fate in The Papers by yoonminnycupcake

summary: Seokjin and Jimin gets drunk married to each other.

down to deny by tullycat

summary: If Seokjin had to choose a friend to fake date, life or death, gun-held-to-his-head decision, Jimin would be at the top. Jimin is cute, Seokjin is cute, they're both comfortable with physical affection, especially with each other. How hard could it be?

High School/College/University

Sweet Smiles (are Natural Disasters) by VenusBiTrap (ShineyT)

summary: Seokjin can see his friend is really uncomfortable with a stranger's flirty advances, so he interrupts and introduces himself and gets a date.

we were written in the stars by stickyrum

summary: In the now empty clubroom, he reached up and caught the kiss before it could fly away to some other hopeless idiot with a crush and made his way back to his little desk, face aflame. Seokjin read his horoscopes. Kim Seokjin, senior president, business and food industry major, read Jimin's horoscopes.

A Comfort-Colored Thing by exfatamorgana

summary: Bedtime stories are for babies.

It's not tough, I just miss you by onlypreciousloves

summary: It’s Valentine's Day, their first anniversary as a couple. Yet there’s thousands of miles between them and Jimin feels guilty that he’s lonely. A long distance relationship is so much more difficult than Jimin had imagined.

break a leg by ultjinmin

summary: Jimin just wanted to practice in peace. He hadn't meant to meet Kim Seokjin, or agree to be the choreographer for his upcoming show.

But now all Jimin wants to do is impress Seokjin. Just once.

you tread a fine line by wonsteapot

summary: Jimin has never understood the hype around Kim Seokjin. He'd rather live a life where he didn't have to come into close proximity with the other man.

Unfortunately, fate has other plans for them.

Holiday Wish List by xiujaemin

summary: There’s a fine line between taking risks and being stupid. Jimin seems to be treading somewhere in between. If anybody asks though, he'd probably say it's Taehyung's fault.

Red Cheeks by orphan_account

summary: “Yah!” Seokjin lifted his arms protectively as Jimin raised the textbook again, his cheeks a furious red, “You said to be honest with you! Why are you hitting me?”

치맥 (Hello, Delivery Boy) by TrappingLightningBugs

summary: If you ask Jimin now, he would tell you love smells like fried chicken and looks like a very drunk university student.

If you asked him before, he would call those the recipe for a very annoying Friday night.

smooth sea never made a skilled sailor by stickyrum (Restricted)

summary: A lash of pain split open across his calf. He jerked away instinctively, limping out of the water and kneeling down on the sand, his leg stinging fiercely. A welt had formed a loose ring just above his ankle. He glanced up in time to see a pale, gelatinous blob sink beneath the waves again, its tentacles causing the water to writhe like a pool of sea serpents. A jellyfish.

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me," Jimin cursed under his breath.

i think about you all the time by seokjininheaven

summary: When Seokjin asks Jimin if he'd like to be friends with benefits again, Jimin's answer is the last thing he expects.

But it just might be the push he needed to realize some things

[biiigtime]

@inheritantroyalty said: " can you come over ? i need your help with something. " | college au

" hm ? " they don't usually talk in class. the whole friends with benefits thing didn't exactly have ' rules, ' per say, but this felt like one they just didn't have to talk about. at least, that's the way becky saw it. but with him now standing right next to her, watching her pick all her things up to leave, she guesses she can throw that idea out the window. finally, slings the strap of her backpack over her shoulder, looks up at him with a slight smile on her face. " sure, " teasingly adds, " do i get to know what it is, or do i have to come over to find out ? " okay, maybe he can talk to her in class whenever he wants to.

[byeolyeou]

the omega grits his teeth a little , rolling his neck as he waits for the group ahead of him to cross the street . a couple of the alphas had been giving him looks , and chan isn't in the mood to play off their advances . he decides to change directions , and turns on his heel to round the corner instead - stepping into a busy cafe to get something to nibble on .

@divcrse

[tosxah]

xx | @nagareboshiko

It felt like forever until the door finally opened and just when it was he was met with a odd looking telescope? From the light in the hall way he could see the lense which was just an odd colourful glass dome cut like a gem. Ohh a klaido-thingy.

Beyond it though, he could see his Lumine and a line of droll on her chin. That was cute. Before he could say anything he was yanked into the apartment and he must say he felt relieved. Knowing his luck someone might have seen him already....

Her concern made his heart feel elated which is probably the wrong thing to feel in this situation. He let her pull him down, look over his face. Ajax reached for her hands, holding them to comfort her. "I'm fine, it's not mine." He kept his voice low, aware he didn't want to wake her room mate. The man swallowed thickly, annoyed he was dragging her into this but not sure where to turn. Kaeya had gone back to visit his brother, despite his ability to chat about anything and his ability to know way too much, he could keep a secret when it suited him. He wasn't particularly close to his class or team mates. "I'm sorry I just need a favour from you." Eyes earnest, the blue so dull it was almost a dark grey, poured into her honey hues that practically glowed in the dark. "Can I stay with you tonight? And if anyone asks can you say I was here the whole night?" Ajax cupped her face continuing, he spoke matter-of-factly, rather than in a panic, "I came back to yours with food and some drinks at like 10pm- which is fine right? Mona usually comes back from work then goes straight to sleep? We stayed up, we studied, we made out, we went to sleep." He caught the sight of his tshirt, the hem near his waist had blood. He let go of her face to stare down at this clothes, "shit... do you still have the clothes I left here last time? I'll need to get rid of these." He kept explaining, without explaining. Kept thinking about the next things that had to be done.