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.

 

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[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]

[icedreams]

[Van would object but- as he said earlier- Jesus fuck that feels good. He arches up again, shuddering as he comes, any thought of staying quiet temporarily blotted out.]

[soontobealpha]

[Russell loves that sound, just holding Van close and kissing his throat hungrily. Another few strokes and he's coming too, with a low exhale, almost like he'd been holding his breath until that point.]

[He looks at Van with a grin, kissing him on the lips and looking over him sitting on the freezer, mostly naked and disheveled.]

What was that about not liking guys?

[He's already pulling his pants back up, pulling a cigarette out to hold in his lips while he looks for his shirt]

[icedreams]

I'm drunk, I'm not responsible for my actions.

[Van can sound surprisingly prim while looking completely fucked out, though he takes steps to fix that as soon as he can actually move again.]

[soontobealpha]

Bullshit. But whatever helps you sleep at night, Princess.

[He looks over the younger man for a moment, combing a hand through his hair and making sure his pants are straight]

You ever wanna be not responsible for your actions, I'll be happy to help out though. See ya.

[And with that he snags the bottle of vodka and heads out of the pantry, though if Van is quick or really wants that vodka, he might be able to stop him]

[icedreams]

Yeah, I'll do that.

[Van lets both Russell and the vodka go, taking a moment to try and twitch up the collar of his shirt over that lovebite. It doesn't really help.

He is going to have one hell of a time explaining that to his nosy roommate, isn't he?]

[painsinger]

[Said nosy roommate is wandering down the hall right now, pretty drunk himself, though he hasn't actually gotten handsy with anyone recently. But he hadn't seen Van in awhile, not since he went to refill his drink and then he had gotten distracted proving that no, it really wasn't very hard to play guitar upside down.]

[But now he was looking for his roommate, and he was a little worried.]

Van? Van where did you run off to?

[icedreams]

[And speak of the devil... Van sighs and slides off the freezer to poke his head out the door and glance after Stef.]

I think running in this state would probably end in embarrassing pratfalls. So I didn't run anywhere.

[painsinger]

Van, there you are. [He sounds a little relieved, even if the sight of his roommate looking more disheveled than he usually was has him feeling warm.]

What were you doing in a pantry? [Well, a closet really, and Stef giggles at the thought. He finally came out of the closet. Probably banging some girl, even if Stef hadn't seen any in the hall...]

[icedreams]

What wasn't I doing in a pantry? [He leans on Stef a bit heavily. Booze and sex have made his knees feel a little weak.]

[painsinger]

[Three things occur to Stef almost simultaneously. Firstly, his roommates smells like sex. Second, his very hot roommate didn't smell like a girl at all. Third, his very hot roommate was very drunk and leaning on him.]

[Stef swallows, his still drunk mind whirling a bit as he wraps an arm around Van's waist]

Van sweetheart, you are trashed. [He sighs, trying to be good, but it's so damned hard. Why does he want to be good around Van anyway?] Did you at least use a condom?

[icedreams]

Uh... no? It's not like either of us were going to get pregnant. I mean... it was just a handjob. With a girl.

[He laughs, hiding it in Stef's shoulder. That was a good enough cover-up, right? The best lies have some truth in them!]

I think I need a shower, though. We should go home.

[painsinger]

At least you don't turn into an idiot when you get drunk. [Stef could almost wish he was a girl right now, and he lets his hand run through that perfect black hair, glad that Van isn't looking at him and can't see just how much he wishes that he'd been the one in the closet with Van]

Yeah, let's get you home. [He's a lot more quiet on his way home, deep in angst thought.

[icedreams]

I am never an idiot, Stefen.

[He can't help laughing.

Van is noisier on the way home, humming to himself and bursting into giggles when he trips over things. Which is frequent.]

[painsinger]

No, I just am.

[He follows Van home, making sure he doesn't break his pretty face or wander off into the wrong buildings or anything like that. He can't help but smile sometimes, just because Van's smile and laugh are that infectious, but he also keeps kicking himself for falling for him]

So, who gave you the hickey?

[He's trying not to sulk, really]

[icedreams]

A g- a person. [Oops. Guy and girl start with the same letter. He could have just said girl! Durr.]

Does it really matter?

[painsinger]

[Well, that was an interesting dodge. Stef shrugs]

No, not really. What'd she look like?

[Because it does matter god damn it. Stef can't decide if he wants to find out Stef made out with the hottest girl on campus or some ugly cow]

[icedreams]

Really hot. Nice muscles. Um... nice breasts, too. [Breasts were a thing straight guys admired, right?]

[painsinger]

Nice muscles? Really?

[Stef frowns and shoves his hands in his pockets]

What was she wearing?

[icedreams]

Clothes?

[He honestly hadn't noticed. Beyond 'shirt that needs to come off'.]

[painsinger]

Fine, whatever.

[Stef is in a really bad mood now as he gets them both inside the residence hall and up to their room. The bad part is that he's in a bad mood, not the least of which because he hadn't gotten any in over a month while Van seemed intent on messing around with anyone that wasn't Stef.]

[He unlocks their door and lets Van in]

Don't forget the Gatorade in the mini-fridge.

[He's just going to flop on the bed with his back to Vanyel and pretend that the gorgeous man isn't in his room]

[icedreams]

[Drunk he may be, but oblivious he is not.]

...are you mad at me?

[He gets a gatorade and sits on his bed, looking dolefully at his roommate's back.]