#campus files

[godisshook]

Campus Files: Tommy

Tommy was more than a jock, he was the only real man in the whole school. It was as if he absorbed all the testosterone on campus. I first met him at tutoring. I was struggling in biology, and he had already passed the class. Our appointment got cut off by me getting hard in the middle of it. His massive muscles had sent my mind racing, and I had to quickly excuse myself. I avoided him like the plague afterward, I was afraid of how he would react and was ashamed I even let that happen. I didn't know it then, but he had set his sights on me. There was one simple fact about Tommy: he always got what he wanted. I ran into him at a toga party, and I sealed my fate then and there, spilling my drink into him in the middle of the night. Silence came over the crowd, as my face became beet-red, unable to hide my shame. In an accusatory tone, Tommy said, "You know you're gonna have to pay for this, right?" I tried to scan his face for signs of joking, but couldn't make out anything. After a moment of silence; he chuckled, and my tensed body immediately relaxed. I let out a nervous laugh as he said, "Come up with me; I want you to see something." Those around me started to murmur among themselves, and I knew I had no choice but to follow along.

Leading me up to what seemed to be his room, nerves came over me. Why was I being brought up? What is he going to do to me? I could only follow him as he opened his door, revealing his room. He kept his room messy; it was clear he didn't care about keeping it well-kept, but it added an unkempt charm to his persona. Weakly, I asked, "So, why did you want me to come up?" He shuffled around his dresser for a change of clothes, and as he lifted his stained shirt over his chest, I couldn't help but look. I was practically drooling, staring at his rippling muscles. After putting on a black tank top, he turned back to me. I was caught in a trance. His muscles bulged through his shirt, putting me in a frenzy. If his muscles were that big, just imagine his cock. Fortunately, I wouldn't have to wonder for long, as he closed the distance between us, placing his huge arms in between me and the slightly ajar door, closing it with a powerful thud. Looking up at him, I tried to formulate some kind of response, but could only let out mumbles. His fingers grazed my lips, as he said in a low tone, "I still remember you from the gym, I know you've been avoiding me, I just wanna know why."

I exclaimed in response, "I literally got hard in front of you, I was so fucking embarrassed!" He took a moment to appraise my features, analyzing me with lustful eyes. I was clearly nervous, but I wasn't dumb. This was a clear advance, and if I didn't take my chance, I might never get it again. taking advantage of the moment, I said, "But I know now, if you feel the same way, then you can take me however you want." A dark look came over his face as he smiled, taking the hint.

His huge arms grabbed my waist, and I found myself weak under his touch. In a haze of deep kisses and constant neck bites, we eventually made it to the bed. I can still feel his thrusts now, his massive cock looming over me as I could only take it, my body becoming one with his. After dumping his seed in me, I could only feel one thing: euphoria. His cock had me hypnotized, and I kept going back, day after day. My grades have gone down, and I barely go home, but it's all worth it to be with his dick. I practically live with him now, his personal hole to use whenever he needs to get his rocks off. I don't know how he's done it, but he got me hook, line, and sinker.

[zephyrchama]

Water Wrinkles

Seven demon brothers sat solemnly in a circle around you. You did your best to ignore them. It wasn't often that you got to spend time at the human world villa, and you were intent on soaking up as much sun as you could before returning to the Devildom.

You reclined your beach chair back, crossing your arms under your still-wet hair. It was a gorgeous day. Perfect for being at the pool.

Leviathan let out a muffled sob. As the demon with the highest affinity for water, he blamed himself.

"Let us take you to a hospital," Satan insisted for the tenth time.

"They're going to laugh us out of the ER," you nonchalantly repeated.

Satan lowered his eyes and muttered, "I couldn't find any traces of a curse in the water... So how...?"

Asmodeus had his head in his hands, unresponsive. Sometimes his fingers curled around the ends of his hair. You briefly glanced over to make sure he didn't pull his hair out - that would be grounds for a real emergency.

"I can't bear to watch. Lucifer, do somethin'," Mammon whined. He was fidgeting all over the place and winced whenever he looked at your feet.

The oldest glared at you. You knew it was out of concern, but his fears were unfounded. Even Lucifer refused to listen to reason when he thought you were in danger.

"Actually, yeah. Lucifer, can you pass me a towel?" you asked. It was embarrassing having seven shirtless demons intensely staring at you. If they wouldn't let you go back in the water, maybe covering up would make you feel less self-conscious.

Lucifer didn't move. It was Beelzebub who plucked a spare towel off his younger twin and handed it to you with a shaking arm. He looked like a wet puppy, having been the one who first discovered your "condition" and swept you out of the pool.

Belphegor hadn't gone in the water that day. He only hogged the plush towels because of how comfortable they were and, following Beelzebub's lead, dumped them all onto your chair. Now he sat, wide awake. He was anxiously squeezing a loose chunk of concrete but at some point, without realizing, it got crushed to powder in his hand.

You had more than enough towels now.

"In half an hour you're going to forget this all even happened," you said to reassure the worry warts.

"In half an hour, you might be gone!" Mammon snapped back.

"You're going to be a wrinkled mess of skin and bones," Asmodeus weeped quietly.

Leviathan pressed his hands over his ears. Though, with nothing to cover his eyes he was forced to look at your wrinkled hands again. Based on the noises he was making, you'd think someone was torturing him.

"As I've said!" you reiterated. "All humans get wrinkly in water. Look, now that I'm drying off it's going back to normal."

Beelzebub grabbed your ankle, raising it for the brothers to observe at eye level. "I don't see a difference."

You didn't expect the sudden manhandling and slunk several inches down the lounge chair while the demons stared at your foot. Kicking and twisting your leg was futile. You modestly crossed your free leg.

"I think it's getting worse," Satan said.

"We need to take action," Lucifer decided.

Asmodeus was actively quivering now. Belphegor and Leviathan had crept behind you and started picking at your wrinkly fingers. You tried to swat them away to no avail.

"Give me 25 minutes! Literally! Probably even less, this will go away on its own! I just need to dry off."

"We need a solution now," Mammon asserted. The cogs in his brain were turning. "We need fire."

You tried to sit up, to jump up and stop Mammon before he burned the whole villa down in an attempt to dry you off, but Beelzebub had not let go and you stumbled. You grazed your knee on the concrete and winced.

A second round of panic overcame the demon brothers. Beelzebub let go, Lucifer picked you up, and Belphegor wrapped your knee with every available towel he could lay his hands on. Asmodeus and Leviathan were crying on each other's shoulders. Mammon came running back, oblivious to the second disaster that just occurred, with a flaming stick in his hand that Satan tried to keep at bay. If you got burnt on top of everything else, they'd probably go insane and destroy the human world.

In the midst of the chaos you caught a glimpse of your hand. It was practically dry. You couldn't even see the wrinkles anymore. You angrily wiggled in Lucifer's grasp as various hands fussed over you.

"Stay!!" you shouted over the clamor.

The brothers went tumbling to the ground, save for Lucifer who fought to stay rooted in place. You could finally hear yourself think again. There was primarily one thought on your mind.

"I just want to go swimming."

[abyssal-glory]

vector portrait for digital imaging class of RGB!! hey go read The Property of Hate if you haven’t already btw it’s an amazing comic by @modmad that i’ve been hotglued to since my junior year of high school.

big thank you to mod for giving their permission/blessing to wrestle with this horrible tv bastard in adobe illustrator for the express purpose of shilling him and this comic to my unsuspecting class <3

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[mikodrawnnarratives]

Supernova's five year anniversary is a couple months away now and man it'd be a real good time for marissa meyer to announce any more renegades new/updates (THE FOURTH BOOK SNEAKPEAKS/NEWS/UPDATES, NEW MERCH, COUGH COUGH ANYTHING)

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[cantheywinthehungergames]

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[goldensunset]

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[mistwood]

i formed a group for my senior design class yesterday and was chatting with my teammates and had to try so hard to sound like a normal person. the post that's like "i only surround myself with gay people that speak in riddles" is so real

[godisshook]

Team Player

David is my hero, the quarterback of the team, the top of his class, and the most popular guy on campus by far. I aspired to be like him, which is why I joined the team in the first place. Everything I did was to get his attention, and I was pumped for our first game of the semester, even though we were up against one of the best teams in the conference.

A blur of plays and calls followed, and in the chaos of the game, time seemed to pass by in an instant. With adrenaline flowing through me, I tried to make a field goal that would at least tie us with them. It was supposed to be my greatest moment, but I missed it. We lost. The world had greyed out from around me, as the rival team cheered their victory, and teammates patted my back for a good effort, I could only stand, motionless. Finally gathering myself, I looked around for David, hoping to explain myself to him, or at least absolve myself of shame, but I couldn't find him anywhere. Giving up, I headed to the locker room with the rest of the team.

My teammates broke into a cacophony in the locker room, "You're in trouble, newbie!" One teammate said in the far back. "I'm jealous, we didn't even lose my first year," another said. Owen, our center, whispered to me, "If you don't want to I'm down to swap!" Completely confused about what anyone was talking about, I asked Owen incredulously, "What the hell do you mean, and where's David?" I saw surprise and then amusement cross over Owen's face, as he replied under his breath, "Well, when we lose, David makes the newbie suck his cock, it's his way of blowing off steam." My eyes widened as complete and utter shock came over me, and I stammered, "Wha-" Before I could even get my question out, Owen spoke again, "Now you don't have to of course, and as I said before, I'm completely down to swap, I haven't had the chance to in ages!"

As the locker room cleared out, I was left alone with my thoughts. I looked up the address on the piece of paper; it was clearly David's place. My crush on him had started since freshman year, and if there was even a chance I could take it further, I had to take it. I contemplated my options; I go to his place and have a chance to give my crush a BJ, or swap and potentially regret it for the rest of my college life. Confronted with this; I made the obvious choice and was met by David as I got to his house. Within seconds, we were upstairs, and he pressed his lips into mine as we kissed. It was as if I was in a dream, and with my brain short-circuiting, I couldn't even question why this was his way of blowing off steam after a loss.

He pulled down his shorts, revealing his massive cock, and as my eyes widened, he let out a slight chuckle. Getting on my knees, I looked up at David for any further direction, to which he simply looked at me, and then his dick. Taking the hint, I slowly started sucking his cock, my tongue swirling around his tip as he grunted in pleasure. My heart was racing, "I really am sucking him off," I thought, as I continued. Suddenly, David took my head in his hands, pushed me into his cock, and moved my head back and forth, faster and faster. "Fuck, Fuckkk, Fuckkkk," David said in a low grunt as if he was holding back. In a moment, cum gushed from his tip, filling my throat as he pressed my head deeper.

I had thought David was done ravaging me, but he kept going, cumming all over my face. Now thoroughly done with me, he pulled his shorts back up, clearly finished. He threw a towel in my direction, which landed squarely on my face. It felt as if I was being hurried out like he was finished with me. I shouldn't feel sad right now; I just got to suck off the hottest guy I know. People would kill for the chance that I had, yet I still contemplated pushing things further. Deep within me, I didn't want things to end; I wanted more. In a flurry of emotion, I yelled, "Fuck you! How are you going to make me suck you off and not fuck me?"

My words were met with silence.

It seemed like I had crossed an invisible line, gone past the point of no return; I just didn't know the consequences. I kept my gaze on him, not breaking eye contact. With just a look he could make you cum, and he knew it. His expression darkened with desire as he finally said, "Go to my room, now." The order sent a shiver down my spine, and as my gaze slowly averted down to his shorts, I noticed his cock once again bulging in it. Unable to even respond, I let out a gulp, nodded, and walked to his room.

As his chain dangled over me, I could feel each rhythmic thrust, a mark of his many past sexual conquests. It was pure ecstasy; my dreams had come true. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he continued pressing into me, holding me close as his cock went deeper and deeper. As I could feel him pound into me, He had ravaged me completely. "I really just fucked my hero," I thought to myself, a smile coming over me. "After that, I might want us to lose again," David said with a smirk. Nestling myself in his arms, I replied, "How about we do it when we win instead?" Ruffling my hair, he simply answered, "New deal; I'll fuck you anytime."

[sparingiscaring]

Suddenly reminded of that time the US Public School System nearly got me struck by lightning ✌️

[userparamore]

good luck with your thesis!! the last two weeks were the most stressful for me, but it’s manageable 💕

thank you sm lucie 🥺💓 i got a plan and it's all about putting it together right now but there's still a lot to do 😭

[qumiiiquinnquin]

ill never be good enough at anything

[caravanlurker]

bro I told my project leader I would animate my shots over the weekend and everything didn’t even append properly DOOOOG WHAT 😭

[world-of-wales]

CATHERINE'S STYLE FILES - 2021

1 NOVEMBER 2021 || The Duchess of Cambridge and Prince William attended a reception for the Finalists of the first Earthshot Prize Awards at the Clydeside Distillery and a reception to mark the opening day of the COP26 summit at the Scottish Event Campus for the foreign world leaders and other attendees.

[alteredbeast]

it's disheartening when people in my classes don't know how to make desktop shortcuts on windows or whatever but the "people under 20 don't know how to use computers" posts are starting to get really fucking grating. i'll be honest

[myownprivatcidaho]

alcohol tasted AWFUL to me the first 21.5 years of my life and then this past christmas break sth clikced and now suddenly.... i like it. and I'm enjoying that i like it and NOW am enjoying drunkenness almost every evening (im much less of a lightweofht than i look but much more of one than i like to think) and im wondering if maybe i shld be ..... concerned.