#college love stories

[egophiliac]

tsum events really are just the best, huh

[mihirscreenstories]

"Watch and Fall in Love: The Best Six 90's College Love Stories"

The 90s served as a golden era for the silver screen, where captivating movies beautifully depicted the essence of youthful love and self-discovery. Among the wide array of genres that graced the Hollywood landscape, the college love stories of that era struck a special chord with audiences worldwide. These films not only highlighted the joys and trials of romantic relationships but also…

[literaryphilanderer]

Webtoon: A Whirlwind Campus Affair

Creator: Uiyong Status: Ongoing Chapters Read: 59

Rumor has it that Baram Oh had an affair with her married art school professor. It’s been four years since that debacle, and now she’s back at campus to try and enjoy her college life. But she’s not the only thing who’s returned: there’s rumors of a water ghost roaming the halls, and it just might be following her around.

Thoughts:

A very lighthearted romp through university days. Though the webtoon deals with serious themes such as heartbreak, betrayal, stalking, and suicide (among others I may have forgotten), it does so in a very un-serious way which does not always benefit the tale or the characters. I liked the emphasis on friendships and the gradually deepening complexity of the characters of the webtoon but there is always a sense of distance that keeps the reader from becoming completely invested into the story. Perhaps because the creator shys away from discussing the affair in any depth or because the MC is so nonchalant about what must have been an incredibly painful experience, I always felt unsettled while reading. The stalking isn't treated with the gravity it deserves and that annoyed me. As for the romance, I liked them all and didn't like either of them. Too many choices make me unable to decide who would be best for Baram who seems to be happier single than she would be with a man. *shrug*

Do I recommend it? Sure. It is cute and if you find yourself with a couple of hours with nothing else to do, by all means, binge.

[myhyperfixationisiforgot]

Look it is very important to me that everyone knows that Sophie is also fucking nuts in the book. Everybody always talks about how absurd Howl in the book but Sophie is right there with him.

She's so determined to be the normal sister that she's just actually convinced herself that the magic she is clearly, visibly, blatantly performing happens to everyone. Just. You know. Not anyone around her. The curse wore off weeks ago and she's just totally sure she's happier as an old woman. Her sisters have initiated some complex long-game tomfoolery to switch lives and Sophie also thinks that this is the most logical choice.

Sophie does not move in with a romantic mythic man who treats her right, she moves in with a runaway doctoral candidate who immediately dates her sister and drags her into his family drama. She and Howl are both so afraid of romantic commitment they accidentally trick themselves into becoming life partners. They kill the witch of the waste mostly on a whim, and they argue about which one of them is more impulsive for doing so the whole time.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

prayer of the day:

[bizarrelittlemew]

calling it right now that season 3 starts like this

[swords-and-starlight]

i feel the need to remind everyone that Damen’s literally one of the smartest and most well-educated characters in the series. He’s extremely well-read and knowledgeable about military tactics and strategy, which if you didn’t know also includes a huge depth of history knowledge, and his talent comes from both education and years of experience. He’s smart enough to know geography and terrain information of an area he hasn’t needed to have information on in seven years, and even then, the lands they are talking about were in mainland Vere, not Delpha, so his studies were his own initiative. he has favorite poems! HE ENJOYED DEBATING OBSCURE PHILOSOPHY WITH HESTON!!! like y’all Damen is just as intelligent as Laurent, it’s just that Laurent’s intelligence is about manipulation and chess and Damen’s just a nerd.

(also people are gonna be coming for me for this one but i think Damen likes books and libraries a lot more than Laurent ever did)

[mikami1992]

Bruce's Billionaire Cliche

You know what one of the clichés (real or from movies) about scandals of middle-aged or older millionaires is?

A spouse of the children's age…..

and you know who needs a story like that….

a Bruce Wayne of around 40 years old….

yep, think about it…

at that time Dick (the oldest son) must be between 25 and 30 years old…

but let's not write the classic story of love, action and saving the world of Bruce…

no, let's write about the reaction of the Batkids to discover the secret romance of their father with who they thought would be their new brother/sister…. yep, the chaos that would be if instead of an adoption certificate, they were shown a marriage certificate…

and of course let's not forget the reaction of the media about the new spouse….

[alienoryva]

"Jaehaera & Aegon III grown up modern AU"

—High school girl & College boy Relationship

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fc : Kiki hertz & Hugh Laughton scott

[chrrybmmb]

🦈๋࣭⭑ inf : homecoming [part 1]

it was the week right before graduation, you had just recently broke ties with eijiro. so now you lay on your floor, the cool wind bustling in through the sheer blue curtains that floated upwards. as you lay there, bored out of your mind you get a text, its from mina, the eccentric pink haired girl with pale yellow horns. 

"hey! girls meet @ my place 4pm prty plans"

college graduate ficcie

-- kirishima!agedup ; angst! ; smut ; mdni ; masturbation

as you step foot into the small neighborhood home, your instantly hit in the face with the smell of weed and alcohol. not spotting anyone you knew, you sat on the stairs, sitting at the very bottom, watching people as they walk in and out the front door. the loud atmosphere was nothing you were a stranger to but just as you look up, he walks through the door. 

red hair bouncing about, the same red hair he quit wearing spiked up, minus when he was working. "i dunno man, one night stands aren't really my thing.", he muttered out, his blonde himbo friend, denki, was walking along side him. 

time seemed to slow down as you watched him walk past, he didn't see you but you damn sure saw him. you turned to face the wall, trying to hide your face as he walked by you and headed up the staircase you were seated on. 

"'scuse us.", a pool of heat settled in your stomach, his voice still brung you to butterflies, it made you feel all giddy, just how it did back in junior high. 

as he headed up the steps you stood up, getting ready to move to a different part of the house. "yeah.. i'll pass. i'm gonna go get a drink", you heard his scratchy voice coming from above. you opened your eyes only to be met with his staring down at you from the top of the stair. 

he looked down and saw your face. he didn't say a word further and backtracked back up the steps. his two friends were standing there as they watched the awkward interaction.

"dude wasn't tha—", hanta's question was cut short as eijiro held up a hand for him to be quiet.

he stepped into the nearest bathroom and locked the door. he let out a heavy sigh as he leaned against the closed door, looking down at his tight and tented jeans. "shit", he muttered out. just looking at your face again made him hard, his thoughts were only surrounded with you.

"why'd she have to wear that stupid dress", he cursed himself for even setting foot in the store to buy it for you when he did. it was an anniversary gift from him and you never could find the right time to wear it, until now.

he looked up at himself in the mirror, palms pressed against the counter, his red hair drooped over his face. he was sweating bullets, his hair stuck to his forehead in efforts to cool him off.

the only few thoughts coursing through his mind was how beautiful you'd look, staring at yourself in the mirror as he gently fucked into you. the bulge in his pants only made it more uncomfortable to wait.

for a moment, he contemplated going to grab you and apologize. half of him just wanted a quick pull on his dick and just to head back to the room with hanta and denki. the other half wanted you, for you to tell him how good he felt, how much you loved him.

he found himself grinding against the sink counter top before he reaches for his phone. he went to type in his password, it was your birthday. as he unlocked it, he was met with his wallpaper, a picture of the two of you on your first date. he never found the time nor wanted to change it.

he quickly opened his camera roll and scrolled to his hidden folder. as he unlocked it, he could only grind harder against the cool countertop, seeking as much friction as he possibly could.

he cupped his clothed boner, groping himself through the fabric of his jeans as he scrolled through the pictures and videos that you had sent him and ones he took mid-fuck.

he glanced up, staring at himself in the mirror, eyebrows furrowed though his sweat drenched hair. he watched himself touch the hardness through his pants, it only made him want you more.

pathetic.

no longer could he wait. he moved to the opposite wall of the bathroom and with hurried motions unbuckled his belt and pulled down both his jeans and boxers, freeing his hardened length with relief.

with a quick movement he wrapped his hand around the base of his length and moved up and down at a rapid pace. just as he was nearing his release he heard a familiar rhythmic knock on the door.

"you okay in there, kiri? sero's rolling up another blunt so hurry up.", denki called out from the other side of the door. eijiro slumped against the wall responded back "yeah.. i'll uh—be out in 5!", his voice shaky and uneven.

back downstairs where you were was loud and sweaty. there was someone to your left, to your right, and 2 couples behind you making out on the cigarette scented couch. just the sight of seeing them made you feel uneasy.

you gulped down your drink and set the cup down, slumping against the cool kitchen tile wall and slowly sliding down it. before you hit the floor you heard his voice and by instinct you scanned the room to find it.

"kiss mina? dude we've been friends since like junior high, i'm not putting my lips anywhere near her, plus isn't she like, gay or something?", he mouthed off to hanta, "you and denki really need to quit trying to set me up."

you quickly duck back around the wall before you hear him again, he was in the kitchen grabbing a drink. "'scuse.. me.", he said, stepping over you and not exactly paying attention to who you were.

for the few moments that he was in your presence you wanted to talk to him, but you couldn't muster out not even a peep. right before you know it, he's gone.

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hi everyone! part 1 (one) of an original story, hopefully i'll be able to start working on part 2 (two) and finish it up!

[saturngalore]

my newest sim, cataleya 💘🇵🇦

[illyrianbitch]

“rae why do you like writing friends to lovers so much” because these are texts between me and my ex guy best friend of 5 years

[countrymusiclover]

Detective Stabler's Daughter

Y/n begins her Senior year of college in a Criminal Profiler class but she doesn't expect the professor to be so cute. They begin forming a romantic connection without her father Elliot Stabler knowing till she gets abducted. So Detective Stabler and Reid will have to team up together.

1 - Professor Reid

2 - Coffee Thank You

3 - The First Date

4 - Calling the BAU

5 - Finding my Way Back

6 -

????

Comments really appreciated ❤️

Tag list - send an ask to be added @hiireadstuff @person-005 @kmc1989

[onsunnyside]

here's one of the prompts from this ask: presenting... camboy!Rafe

After yet another falling out with Ward, Rafe had to find some other way to make quick cash. He didn't expect to keep this virtual career going for over a year, growing to love the flattery and attention as much as his real-life hookups.

You're Sarah's best friend, a fellow kook-turned-pogue, and spent more time at the Cameron house than your own. This summer, Rafe travels back home from college and gets a little careless, so used to his private dorm where he didn't need to stifle any moans or dirty talk.

It's a late night by the pool, music plays from Kie's speaker and empty beer bottles litter the patio. John B and Sarah are cuddled by the stairs, chatting with Pope as JJ does his umpteenth cannonball, splashing you and Kie as you lounge on floaties.

Unfortunately, it's your turn to get more snacks and drinks. You begrudgingly trek through the big house, already a little inebriated. You gather chips, popcorn and beer on the shiny island counter before a loud noise catches your attention. Curiosity gets the better of you and you follow those strange noises and find yourself in front of Ward's office, the door just barely cracked open.

Rafe sits in his father's chair, pristine white shirt unbuttoned with a light sheen of sweat on his chest. Your eyes drift to his arm, the sleeves rolled up and muscles tense under his tanned skin. He murmurs something under his breath and you creep closer, trying to make out his words.

"Hm, is that so? You think you deserve my cock?" His pink lips stretch into a smug smirk, "you're gonna have to bend over my desk and show me where you want it."

The angle blocks his lower half, but you don't need to see it to know what he's doing—the jerking motions of his arm, the hitches in his breaths, and his blue gaze locked on the screen before him.

"If you beg real nice, I'll let you taste my cum. Shoot my load on your pretty face and claim you, maybe I'll even take a few pictures." Rafe groans heavily, his arm speeding up, "is that want you want? You wanna be daddy's little cumrag?"

For the next few days, you avoid him like the plague, but that's hard to do when it's his damn house. Every time he comes around, you slip away, muttering an excuse about going home or doing an errand. Sarah is the only one partly concerned since you were never at Rafe's throat like the rest of the Pogues.

Your luck had to run out at some point: he corners you at a kegger, you should've known he'd show up at the Boneyard with the rest of his friends.

"I've been back for a month and you haven't said more than three words to me."

You grip the solo cup tightly, nervously peering up at him, "hi, Rafe, how are you?"

He laughs, shaking his head. His new buzzcut makes him appear more rugged and confident. Ugh, he never used to make you weak in the knees, but now you're having trouble standing upright—hopefully, it's just the alcohol.

"I'd be better if you didn't look at me like I'm covered in blood. C'mon, you're Sarah's only friend that I can actually tolerate." He rolls his eyes, "don't tell me they turned you against me in a couple of months?"

me thinks... one thing leads to another and you're making out against his truck, your dress hiked up to your thighs as he hooks your knees around his hips. You pull away for a breath and his hand wraps around your throat, his wet lips trailing down to your jaw: "Is it bad that I want to get caught right now just to see the look on JJ's face?"

At the mention of your friends, you snap out of it and shove him away. Guilty and ashamed, you can't imagine what Sarah would think about you hooking up with her brother, and the rest of the Pogues definitely wouldn't be happy about it either.

You leave the party early and once again, avoid Rafe, going as far as faking sick when Sarah invites you over.

fast forward to the filthy stuff: don't even get me started on you starring in his cam shows. Rafe is all too eager to show his viewers every inch of you, how pretty you moan, how you melt with just the slighest of touches.

He's such a tease: he grinds his hard cock along your clothed cunt, showing his fans just how needy you get, "look at that, she's soaking her panties," he chuckles, reading the rush of comments on the laptop screen, "Yeah, she's gonna ruin them tonight—maybe we'll have a little fun and send them to the highest tipper. How's that sound, baby? You want a stranger owning your messy panties?"

He's obsessed with cum shots: he’ll cum on your pretty, tear-stained face or one of your used holes, "open wider for daddy." And of course, you obey, blinking up at him with his seed on your cheeks and lips. He leans down and spits, spreading his saliva and cum on your tongue, "such a good girl, you'd let me do anything to you, hm? You wanna show our fans how pretty you look right now?"

this au makes me very interested in Rafe's and reader's exhibitionist adventures 😳 ofc fooling around at the country club, mayhaps golf cart shenanigans, and definitely riding him in his truck... this will be a full fic 😌 or a collection of drabbles !! we'll see hehe

[the-physicality]

thinking this labor day about all the athletes in women's sports who didn't have a stable league, who were only making decent money from a spot on their national team, who had to fight to get even a fraction of what they deserve. who spent their prime without a club league or the infrastructure to propel the sport. who came of age after title 9 in the usa [forcing schools to fund women/girls’ sports], the ones who fought for cbas and are only seeing big change at the end of their careers or after their careers concluded. who didn't have the media attention before, but are now showing just how much they can sell out stadiums and arenas. the players who played year round because overseas teams paid athletes what they were worth. athletes who endured and reported harassment but the league never took appropriate action. athletes who never had the media attention or ability to monetize their talent but who had careers that were just as impressive as the stars of today. who did it without the help of the science, technology, and medicine we have today. who set records with less support and fewer games in a season, which will be broken by kids who have had personal trainers since high school. athletes who played great games that are no long available to view, their talent no longer archived and accessible for young or new fans. athletes who still don't have a league or are just getting one in 2024. athletes who took it upon themselves to create change for which they will never reap the full rewards.

[tapakah0]

do u know cass personally? or is this a tumblr friendship? cuz its the most wholesome thing ive seen in my life

I don't even know their real name ~ But if I will be told that I have an extra liver, I will know at the exact same second to whom give it.