#College Reopen

[compaculaaa]

some kids tend to be little "escape artists" when they're little, as was i

were any of the little sparks escape artists or got out a lot?

AT: you three were ruthless with your escapades ＿|￣|○

OP : well to give me the benefit of the doubt, Sentinel made us do it (^^;;)

[cyberwhumper]

The paper towels in the locker room are absolute crap, Rex thinks to himself. They’re the top football program in the goddamn state—you’d think they’d be able to stock some fucking two-ply, at the very least. These ones are scratchy as hell and barely even absorbent. He might as well be rubbing sandpaper on his inflamed skin, smearing the blood around instead of sopping it off.

Lucky their jerseys are red, huh.

He growls in frustration, sitting down heavily on the closed toilet as a wave of dizziness comes over him. He should’ve left well enough alone. It had only been bleeding a little—oozing, more than anything—but he just had to go and poke at it, and the stupid scratchy paper towels snagged on the scab, and now whole goddamn chunks of stuff are coming out, goopy and reddish-black. It fucking stinks, too. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say it was infected.

Obviously it’s not infected, of course. He doesn’t have time for something as stupid as an infection. They’ve got a championship on the line here. He’s their starting QB, he’s the Big Dog, he’s Rex fucking Engelhart, and he’s not gonna let a pathetic little gunshot wound stop him from going out there and winning.

These goddamn paper towels might do him in, though.

He crumples a last handful of them against the wound and yanks his undershirt down before refastening his pads. The pressure of the strap against his ribs makes him gag a little, but once the stars clear out of his eyes, he forces himself to tighten it, holding the makeshift bandage in place. Then he pulls his jersey down, careful to not smear anything onto the clean white numbers. He’s fine. He’s fine. He’s just gotta stand up.

Stand up.

Anytime, bud. Legs. Use ‘em.

Man. It’s really hot in the locker room. Rex is sweating just sitting there, sticky and clammy and…feverish? Nah. No way. He doesn’t get sick. And besides, he had poured hand sanitizer all over the hole that morning, and some of the hydrogen peroxide he uses on their laundry, and some mouthwash for good measure, which had stung like a bitch but made sense at the time. Minty fresh.

The sound of someone hitting the metal stall door rings out like the gunshot all over again, making him startle, head throbbing.

“Dawg, are you fuckin’ good? You need to go out and eat some grass or some shit?”

Vic.

“Fuck off,” Rex says, reflexively. Then: “M’fine. You timing me or somethin’? Creep.”

“We got like five minutes to kickoff, dude, fix your tampon, let’s fuckin’ GO!” Vic smacks the stall door again for emphasis before his footsteps retreat, scream-singing their rally song all the way out.

“Let’s fuckin’ go,” Rex mumbles weakly. He takes a very deliberate breath, in, out. He’s okay. The boys need him. Vic needs him.

If they win this championship, he thinks, he’s asking for new paper towels.

[Fic by the exceptionally talented @bxtterflystxtches , who I have the honor of collaborating with for this event. Please show him some love!]

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[snixx]

was locked in a room with my straight friend for 8 hours and somehow ended up telling her about my insane homewrecker fantasies. I cannot be trusted around people

[barkingbarghest]

New house new room new shelf situation. I'm really pleased with it, to the point where I'll just look at my shelves and my stuff and be pleased.

It's nice to look at all my little things and think about what has stayed with me. I remember times and people when I look at them. Like the tennis racket duck that my college roommate gave me, or how upset my mom was that she accidentally broke the TARDIS plate I made in high school. The Overwatch Nerf pistol that I shoot my roommate with.

[chicago-geniza]

Today in Symptoms Syndrome:

Abdominal pain that made me double over on the train platform and felt like getting kicked in the pelvis by a cleated foot

Blood clots! Coming out of your GI tract

Surprise! Your right eyeball is bleeding for some reason

Surprise! Your mouth is bleeding because you bit into a slightly underripe pear

Surprise! Your arm is still bleeding almost 3 hours after your allergy shot

[mighteeone-manager-lee]

Are you still alive?

Yun? Yun? YUN-JIN!

(Looks like she got unconsinous)

We should drag her to the exit gate befor the killer knows the situation.

SEA (SH): "So, dragging our manager anywhere won't be necessary. She is definitely conscious. Thank you for worrying about her."

[nightwingbb]

literally please write more damijon college aus I absolutely can't get enough of it

well in that case.... 👀

[iqmmir]

girls im feeling horribl

[singlepringle2023]

SCREAMING CRYING TJROWING UP AND SOBBING I JUST GOT INTO COLLEGE OH MY GOD

[lainpsx]

hm. i want a s/o

[arcanemoody]

I wonder how recent this standard is? Washington University took my dad's body in 2003.

Hey did you know that you can’t escape fatphobia even after death? The article talks about how these donated bodies are used for first year anatomy students to study the body, and how the 'perfect' body for that should be 170-180 pounds.

[todayworldnews2k21]

Students, teachers face issues as Manipur reopens schools, colleges

As schools and colleges reopened in violence-hit Manipur on Friday, teachers and students expressed concerns that they are facing many problems related to syllabus and extracurricular activities. The Manipur government on Thursday announced that schools and colleges in Manipur’s Imphal Valley districts and Jiribam would resume classes from November 29, following a 13-day shutdown due to violence…

[cuteniarose]

Me: *creates an OC*

Me: *heavily implies OC will meet a bad fate*

OC: *meets bad fate*

Me:

(Alternatively, I may have started it, but @katkastrofa enabled me and now I’m losing my mind)

[livingasaghost]

i miss when laura and i lived up the street from each other 😭😭😭😭 i miss having my best friend in walking distance 😭😭😭😭

[six-of-ravens]

holy shit if i knew it was a funeral home i would've made more of an effort to go there lmfao

[kkenz]

accidentally submitted my exam on question #4 of 30