because we needed a meme with some gen options :D

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university life au meme
stolen from hotawesome at memebells
because the semester is starting
and that just sucks.

do this: ☑ leave a blank comment with your character's name and fandom in the subject for others to reply to. ☑ when replying, use the RNG to generate a number between 1 and 10. ☑ or cheat and pick whichever number you like best. ☑ your characters are now in a ~*situation*~ together. make of it what you will.

scenarios: [01] lecture hall ➟ who the fuck actually pays attention during these things? well, maybe you. or maybe you're texting someone, dicking around on the internet, or going oldschool and passing notes. [02] cafeteria ➟ chow time! sit down to eat with your friends, stand awkwardly and look for a table like you did in middle school, or be that creep-ass in the corner, eating with his hood up. [03] doorsock ➟ awww yeeee. it's time to get down to business. just don't forget the sock on the door, dude. seriously. (and use protection!) [04] sexiled ➟ someone else put the sock on the door, because your ass is stuck out here. at least you're not alone? listen in, interrupt, find something else to do, or just chat and wait. (they won't be long, right?) [05] room inspection ➟ oh shi— maybe someone gave you a heads up, and you're scrambling to hide your shit. maybe someone didn't, and you're basically fucked. [06] frat party ➟ drunk? stoned? costumed? alone? about to get lucky? about to get busted? it's up to you, man. [07] new roomie ➟ who's this douchebag? your new roommate! help them get settled in, draw a line down the center of the room, label all your shit. however you roll. [08] study buddies ➟ an all-nighter cram session, or a regular weekly thing? maybe you don't even get much studying done, but hey, whatever, right? [09] morning after ➟ what the actual fuck happened last night? bizarre texts? underwear hanging in places they shouldn't? a bathtub full of tequila and limes? just a gorgeous being in bed next to you? [10] go crazy ➟ pick one or make up your own! get fucking creative.

 

Comments

[soontobealpha]

You would be my best friend for fuckin' life. I don't think there's anything in here...

[Well, there's some mayo and ketchup and pickles, but that's it]

[icedreams]

[Van leans over him- all up in his personal space- and pulls the bottle out of the freezer.]

Ta-da. This is, of course, where the vodka should live anyways...

[soontobealpha]

[Russell grins and stands up, his arms accidentally ending up around Van somehow. Whoops.]

You're a lifesaver. A wonderful, sexy, lifesaver.

[icedreams]

I know! I'm pretty great.

[Being a wonderful, sexy lifesaver means he also gets the first drink. Yay!]

[soontobealpha]

[Russell just laughs, taking the bottle once Van is done with his drink, drinking straight out of the bottle]

[He's also slowly backing you toward the counter, Van.]

Ain't gonna argue with that.

[icedreams]

[Van puts a hand on his shoulder firmly. He's... not quite drunk enough to be unaware of his surroundings.]

I'm, ah, not going to make out with you in the middle of the kitchen. Okay?

[soontobealpha]

Oh?

[Russell almost, almost leans down and kisses him anyway. Because he was just protesting location, not the act itself right? So that meant he wanted it, right? But then he stopped, swallowed and backed off.]

Yeah. So.... somewhere more private?

[He smiles, offering the bottle to Van to take a drink from]

[icedreams]

[Van is totally aware that it's just the booze allowing him to think this is a good idea. On the other hand, this is a really good idea.

Especially after he takes another drink.]

Yeah, sure. Somewhere more private.

[soontobealpha]

[Russell grins and takes Van by the hand to pull him out of the room]

C'mon, I know a place we can go.

[With that he heads back out, around the back of the party and into a back hallway. He opens a door and makes sure that there's no one in there and tugs Van into.... a pantry.]

I know it's not much, but it's private, right?

[he hopes it's good enough, because he really really wants that kiss now]

[icedreams]

Classy.

[Van laughs and makes sure the door is closed behind them before leaning in to Russell.]

So...?

[soontobealpha]

[Russell's already put the vodka bottle down so he can wrap both arms around Van's waist, pulling him in close so that they're flush together.]

Yeah.

[Then he's leaning in to kiss him, perhaps a bit over-eager, but even drunk he's not a bad kisser at all.]

[icedreams]

[Van kisses back just as eagerly- he does not do this with guys often enough. At least, not that he remembers... drunken gay makeouts do occasionally happen. Like now.

He holds onto Russell firmly, biting his lip.]

[soontobealpha]

[We're not going to go into how many people Russell has made out with, drunk or otherwise. He slides a hand into Van's hair, his movements hungry as he presses against the other student. He grins at the bite, biting back and pressing Van against one of those big chest freezers.]

[The next thing he does is put his hands under Van's ass, lifting him so that he's sitting on the freezer and grinding against him with a grin.]

God you're so fuckin' hot...

[icedreams]

I'm pretty sure you say that to all the boys. And girls.

[It's still nice to hear, though, so he'll wrap his legs around Russell and grind back, leaning in to presses kisses along his neck.]

I don't usually do this, you know...

[soontobealpha]

Nah, only the really hot ones.

[His hands slide underneath Van's shirt and then down to his ass as he keeps grinding against him.]

I'm flattered, either that or I'm just that damn good.

[icedreams]

Or I'm just that damn drunk. [He squirms, rocking back against his hands. He wants Russell to really appreciate his ass, because it's very nice.

His hands slide up under Russell's shirt, exploring his chest with hasty fingertips.]

[soontobealpha]

You should try it sober, it's even better.

[He is very much appreciating that ass, in fact he's unzipped the pants so that he can get his hands are inside of them and fully appreciate it.]

[He's also stripping off his shirt, because as much time as he spends in the gym he wants it to be appreciated.]

[icedreams]

Drunk suits me just fine.

[Oh, you unzip the pants and you go for the ass? Well... Van is still gonna enjoy that, hands on his skin are nice wherever they are.

And he'll reciprocate by doing a very good job of appreciating Russell's body, minus the moment or two it takes for him to lean back and pull his own shirt off..]

[soontobealpha]

[His hands aren't on Van's ass for long, another moment and he's stroking him, his mouth moving over Van's neck and chest eagerly.]

[Next thing he knows he's undone his own pants, and he's grinding against Van with a quiet groan]

Fuckin' hell...

[icedreams]

[Van arches back, bracing himself on the freezer while Russell keeps doing that with his mouth and his hand and if he stops, Van might actually kill him.]

Jesus fuck, that feels amazing...

[soontobealpha]

[Oh don't worry, he's not going to stop. In fact, Van is going to end up with a hickey by the end of this because Russell can't seem to stop kissing and sucking his neck as he murmurs about how fucking amazing Van is.]

[He wraps his hand around both their cocks, thrusting as he stroked them together]

[icedreams]

[Van thrusts with him, breath coming in short, sharp pants that he's having a hard time controlling. He's swallowing most of his noise, though- he doesn't want anyone outside of the closet to hear them.

But god this feels good.]

[soontobealpha]

Come on, gorgeous, fuckin' sing for me...

[And Russell wants to hear him, his strokes moving more quickly as he searches for the best place to leave his best mark]

[icedreams]

Ahhh...

[It must be hard to choose, there are so many lovely places to bite- but Van's head falls back, exposing his throat. There's a low, keening whimper as his hips jerk into Russell's hand.]

[soontobealpha]

[Then that's where Russell is going to bite, his breathing harsh as he sucks up a lovely dark bruise on that pale throat. Good luck hiding it with anything less than a turtleneck]