bakerstreet | That mad campus dash in 15 (College AU meme)

the realistic college au meme.

comment with your character's name and canon in the subject header. use rng or pick one of the options below for your au scenario.

I. living conditions

01. my roommate’s boyfriend is staying over so can I please sleep on your floor
02. all our friends are drunk
03. we live in halls opposite one another and i keep seeing you change in the window please close your blinds
04. you’re the RA and you’re trying to bust me for having hermit crabs
05. you’re baking cookies in the communal kitchen at 3am and I’m angry but also really hungry
06. clearly we’re both really uncomfortable at this party
07. you peed on my car. you were drunk. I was in the car. there will be hell to pay.
08. my friend dragged me to this party and I just saw my ex quick make out with me
09. sorry my roommate puked on your shoes
10. my roommate borrowed your contraband hotpot and managed to set it on fire

II. chance meeting

01. it’s pouring and my final paper is in my backpack so I guess we’re stuck under this tiny awning together. do you think they’d deliver pizza here
02. waiting outside for pizza to be delivered but both of ours is super late
03. I know I keep coming to this [cookie/coffee/etc.] shop and for some reason it’s always your shift but don’t you dare judge me I need this for my sanity
04. I found your USB drive still in the computer (and potentially regret finding out what's on it)
05. you decked me in the head while you were playing frisbee golf
06. your school mailbox is right next to mine
07. what do you mean we’re under a tornado warning?

III. campus community

01. I’m really passionate about this cause and I will give you this flier if I have to shove it down your throat
02. it’s 3 am and I’m still in the library studying for finals and I’m losing my grip on reality and I think I just saw a ghost
03. we’re the only two people in this club. what is this club even for
04. humans vs zombies, all bets are off, friendships mean nothing
05. I thought I was the only one who liked the waffle station in the cafeteria
06. we’re studying in the library and there are two people very obviously fucking in the stacks and we keep sharing embarrassed glances
07. what are you doing at this table at the career fair
08. I saw you sneaking captain crunch and cutlery out of the dining hall
09. my computer crashed and you’re the student worker at the IT center
10. we’re both on athletic teams that aren’t as cool as the football team and they give us shit
11. you’re part of the guerrilla theatre club on campus and crashed my class for a performance

IV. credit hour woes

01. hey I have to [photograph/draw blood/film/insert major here] someone for class, will you be my guinea pig
02. we’re the only people who ever talk in discussions it’s awful
03. group project
04. both of us turned up to the wrong room for this lecture and neither of us know where it's supposed to be
05. we’re both donating blood in the blood donation van in the quad to get out of the same class
06. wait, I actually have a competent lab partner?
07. waiting for office hours
08. we started racing up the three flights of stairs to class for some reason and we can’t stop
09. vicious battle over the only left handed desk in the room

V. limited resources

01. you keep using my preferred shower stall in the floor bathrooms when I’m trying to get ready for class
02. you keep parking in the space outside my student house you absolute asshole
03. you're the only person in the room when i break the printer and i'm panicking (so don't be a dick about it please)
04. neither of us bought the expensive textbook but there is only one copy in the library and it can’t leave the building
05. this awesome professor only has one TA slot and we’re rivals
06. you keep reserving the good study room in the corner of the library with the windows
07. I’ve been sitting in this seat all semester why did you decide to sit in it today
08. you’re REALLY GOOD at using the right search terms for the academic databases and I’m on a deadline
09. we’re always at the fitness center at the same time and end up competing on the treadmill
10. can I borrow a dryer sheet? I ran out and the ones in the vending machine give me a rash

scenarios taken from this post on tumblr.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

How on earth had William Murdoch gotten so unlucky with the newest addition to the dorm-mate? It was already a little like living with one of those cryptids George went on about sometimes.

The young man was 1. Often found up and about at the most odd hours, but always sleeping past 10 in the morning (unless he had a class or work, in which case he was quiet and decidedly grumpy) 2. left a mess of papers, assorted supplies, and coffee mugs wherever he settled. And 3. Seemed to have something against sitting on chairs like any sensible person would. Really, it was absurd, and if one were a little more prone to making wild assumptions, they might almost wonder if a certain someone was right about him.

Today found him sitting on the coffee table, hunched over a book, humming lightly as he traced his fingers down a page with one hand while writing in a notebook with the other. A ring had formed around his coffee mug, but at least the ring was on a pile of notes instead of the table itself. Small blessings, right, Murdoch?

The space though. The space needed to be tidied. Maybe it was time someone... you know... pointed that out?

Murdoch would almost rather have been living with one of George's cryptids. At least then the mess could have been explained by the fact that it was caused by something not human. It's not that he doesn't like Watts -- he does, and he can admit that Watts does have his own way of getting results -- it's more that he doesn't know how Watts can accomplish anything when he can't find anything.

Murdoch looks around for a moment, biting back his despair. His compulsive neatness is a holdover from his parochial boarding school days. It makes sense that someone without that background wouldn't have the same habits that he does. At least his own personal space is still an organized sanctuary. As long as it stays that way, he thinks he can tolerate this chaos.

Well. Mostly.

"How do you ever find anything in all of this?"

It was rather funny, really, but Llewellyn often wanted to ask Murdoch the same question whenever the man tidied things up or when he looked in on the other’s space. It wasn’t that it didn’t make sense; it was organized so it would make things easy to find… But to Llewellyn, it just seemed like it was a little too neat and uniform. Things didn’t stand out to him as well, and the odd time he’d poked around in hopes of borrowing something… He hadn’t found it.

He glanced up from his work briefly, eyes flitting to Murdoch and then bag to his paper quietly for a moment. It wasn’t that he was ignoring his roommate; he was just trying to finish his thought before he lost it (a risk often enough). Once he had, he nestled the pencil behind his ear and looked up again. “With relative ease? It’s not as though I don’t know where everything is- well, mostly.” He added, at least honest about the occasional misplaced item or paper. “So, if I don’t need to go looking… It’s not a matter of finding it so much as retrieving it, wouldn’t you say?”

He looks skeptical, but he's seen Llewellyn retrieve things that he himself would have considered hopelessly lost, so obviously it works for him. As long as the mess remains on that side of the room and doesn't threaten his organizational system, he supposes he can live with it. It's either that or go through the hassle of moving, and there's no point to that. He likes Llewellyn, anyway.

He decides to let the matter go and get back to the real reason he's come back to the room. "Are you going to that meeting tonight?" Luckily the two of them have enough in common that their social lives intersect somewhat.

Very lucky for him, certainly. Because while Llewellyn was pretty decent at finding things in his own mess? Sometimes his short-term memory wasn't the best when it came to remember things like names, or dates, or meetings that he was expected to be at. Not unless he wrote them down to remind himself, and it didn't appear that he had.

"Uh... Yes." He started, before his brow wrinkled lightly as he tried to remember which meeting Murdoch was referring to. Was it Wednesday? Or... Friday? The wheels turned for a minute or two, but even a glance at the calendar on the wall didn't yield the answer he was hoping to find.

Clearing his throat a little, he closed the book to give his dorm-mate his full and undivided attention for a moment. "Mm... Which meeting is this, again?"

More than once, Murdoch has wondered how Llewellyn ever manages to make it to his classes on time, given his organizational abilities, but obviously whatever system he has works for him. And he's got Murdoch to remind him of anything else.

"Forensics," Murdoch reminds him. The club of enthusiasts for solving fictional crimes is mostly made up of criminal justice students, but they have a few members from other disciplines, like William's med student girlfriend, Julia. Watts is almost as good as following clues and solving mysteries as Murdoch is, and most of the time it's one or both of them that works it out first. "It's supposed to be a particularly hard puzzle this week."

Which just makes it more interesting for him. He hasn't had a challenge he wasn't able to solve yet.

Murdoch was definitely a help, especially when it came to more social obligations. His classes were a mystery, especially the early morning ones, considering Llewellyn wasn’t usually seen before nine on a normal day.

“Ah, right!” He responded to the reminder, still glancing at the calendar again, as he could have sworn the club met on a different day. He rather enjoyed the meeting, it was engaging enough to hold his attention and no one minded if he got a little more animated with his participation and explaining things. Plus, it was also interesting, in his private opinion, to see William and Julia interacting. He was a nosy person, and it was nice to see his dorm mate happy in a relationship. Even if Julia’s choice in scarves or accessories sometimes clashed to his eyes, but he had at least learned to not make a comment. It confused people, and even if he followed up with a compliment, it didn’t always land properly.

“Particularly hard puzzles are usually promised, but they still end up solved before the end of the meeting.” He commented with a rise of his brows, though he grinned a little. “I wouldn’t want to miss it, especially if it is an interesting one.”

That mad campus dash in 15 (College AU meme)

William Murdoch | Murdoch Mysteries

Sorry but this is a potentially hilarious - somewhere in the group of 'living condititions' I guess

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