#dorm room is not the best

[critter-litter]

August 18, move in day to college

Walk around the campus

[turnipoddity]

hello!! i wrote saw fic based on your nurse adam drawings which you can find on ao3 (slash) works (slash) 50280520 :) I hope u enjoy!!

YOU WHAT

[sskk-manifesto]

And so the big sskk shortage begins (no sskk for the next 15 episodes) (and the sskk episode coming after kind of sucks)

[remyfire]

[wifegideonnav]

tbh when mitski said “you’re my best friend/now i’ve no one to tell/how i lost my best friend”

[innytoes]

Right so these two back to back

Okay so I can explain Why is your arm stuck in the vending machine?

screamed some sort of Peterpatterlina interaction to me.

Living in the oldest dorm building on campus had its perks and downsides. The perks were the gorgeous windows, the grand staircase, and the cheaper costs because apparently word got around the place was haunted and not everyone wanted to live there. The downsides were the shitty water pressure and how whenever the heating came on, the pipes creaked ominously for like fifteen minutes.

Julie wasn't sure where the himbos from down the hall fell into the pro/con list. On the one hand, as she and Flynn had discussed, they made for great eye candy. Especially the guy who was allergic to sleeves. Though that time the cute one with the dark hair forgot a change of clothes and had to walk back from the bathrooms in just his towel had been a great day. On the other hand, they brought so much chaos with them.

Case in point...

"Okay so I can explain," said one of the himbos.

"Why is your arm stuck in the vending machine?" Julie asked, even though she had a feeling the answer was just going to make her despair. These particular vending machines were stuck in a weird, quiet corner of the building, where the lights above always seemed a little broken. But they had the best snacks.

The guy made a sad little noise, thunking his head against the glass. He was sprawled out on the floor, his arm shoved into the opening of the vending machine up to his shoulder. "Tried to get my Twix and then my bracelet got stuck on one of the metal spiral thingies."

Julie crouched down and noticed that indeed, there was a metal bracelet hooked over part of the vending machine. "Ouch."

"The only thing that hurts is my pride," the guy shrugged, or tried to. "And my stomach. I really wanted that Twix."

The Twix was stuck several inches above where his hand was, and Julie wasn't sure how a math major had ever thought he could reach that far.

"Okay Reggie so I couldn't find a screw driver but Willie let me borrow his pocket knife and..." Sleeveless Himbo came skidding around the corner with a (thankfully closed) pocket knife and, more alarmingly, a big hammer.

"Please tell me your Plan B is not to break the glass," she said. Sleeveless Himbo paused, then hid the hammer behind his back.

"Of course not," he said, entirely unconvincingly.

"Oh stuck vending machine Twix we're really in it now," Reggie said behind them, staring up woefully at his treat.

"What even are you going to try and unscrew?" Julie asked, looking over the front of the machine. She couldn't see any obvious screw-holes or screws.

"Uuum," Sleeveless Himbo said. "I hadn't gotten that far yet."

Julie huffed a breath. She didn't want them to take away the vending machine with her favourite gummy snacks because some idiot - some cute, dreamy idiot, but still - broke it with a hammer. "Stay here. Do not break the glass before I get back," she warned, waving a finger between the two of them.

"Yes boss," Sleeveless said, and she hurried back to her room.

"Flynn, I need to borrow a knitting needle," she said. Flynn looked up from where she was flopped on the bed reading. "Longest one you have."

"Will I get it back without blood on it?" she asked suspiciously. "Because I have too much homework to help you bury a body in the woods."

"You will get it back without blood on it," she promised, then paused. "Probably. But no body burying either way."

Flynn stared at her for a moment before rifling through a basket she pulled out from under her bed. "Okay."

When she got back, Sleeveless Himbo was looking over the vending machine, probably for places to unscrew, while the other himbo, Reggie, was just woefully staring at his Twix.

"Okay, stand back," Julie said. She pushed up her sleeves, taking off her own bracelets just in case, and then shoved her arm with the knitting needle into the vending machine. With a little finagling, she managed to push Reggie's bracelet up just a little, unhooking it from the spiral.

"Freedom!" Reggie cheered, pulling his arm out. Julie did as well, relieved. "Thank you, my knight with shiny knitting needle."

"Julie's fine," she said, amused.

"I'm Reggie!" The guy beamed, smiling a smile so bright it made up for the broken lights above. "This is Luke."

"Thank you," Luke said.

"So um, could we borrow that to..." Reggie started, pointing at the knitting needle. Julie yanked it close.

"Absolutely not," she said. They looked dejected, like two kicked puppies, and she grabbed a dollar from her pocket. She'd actually been craving something else, but she pressed the Twix button, and they watched with bated breath as the second Twix knocked the first one down.

"YES!" Reggie shouted, doing a little victory dance, spinning her in his enthusiasm. She laughed and let herself be twirled, until she collided against a very nice, muscular chest.

"How can we repay you?" Luke asked, his eyes twinkling.

"Got another dollar?" she asked, grinning.

And if maybe she didn't make it back to her room for an hour or two, well, Flynn forgave her when she returned her knitting needle without blood on it and shared the tea.

[otrtbs]

y'all. Y'ALL IN 18 DAYS ART HEIST BABY TURNS ONE

[skrunksthatwunk]

have just been introduced to a kitten named rascal who lives on my floor and whose babysitters (who are not his owner?) were trying Really hard to goad me into adopting which like. he's a little baby and he's so so so silly and he barely even bit me but like also. this cat isn't yours???? anyway if the owner's giving him up then I might finally have a cat which like AHHHHHG

[jaybird144]

Nobody:

Me: *goes on a 15+ minute rant about how if I was at Garreg Mach, I would want Mercedes’s dorm room but with the Black Eagles colors*

[fingertipsmp3]

I’m always so fascinated by people’s bad roommate stories. I’m not sure I’ll ever live with someone I haven’t vetted extensively beforehand ever again

[elytrafemme]

think i'm going to stop referring to people as my best friends on here anymore lmfao

[attractthecrows]

brooo i hate having Dreams That Piss You Off i woke up all pissed off at NOTHIIINNNNNGGGGG

[dirtbra1n]

reclining and smoking a lollipop. I hope shirahama has a particularly bad time this week

[indigogirled]

new roommate accepted my follow request on instagram but didn’t follow me back ….

[apollo-zero-one]

I could get a hotplate, an electric kettle, and a camping sink- the kind with a foot pump and a refillable reservoir- and a washbasin with a scrub rack, and a 5 gallon water jug. And I could make my bedroom into a tiny apartment. I am retreating from my family and if I can't move out, I will simply move inward. I will pay whatever rent they decide on given my continued use of space, water, electricity, and the wifi. I will however make it clear that I am no longer contributing to groceries and will be taking nothing else from the kitchen ever again, nor will I be making any use of any of the dishware. I will reclaim my mini fridge and the handful of cutlery and bowls I purchased when I briefly lived in a dorm, and they will not leave my new mini apartment.