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Today we have the third part to our rec list of BL college/university fics! You can also find part one to this rec list here and part two to this rec list here. If you enjoy our rec lists, please be sure to like this post and reblog to spread the word. Happy reading!

1) Understanding Silences | Explicit | 3487 words

Staring at the black swirling ink was something everyone did, fantasizing the voice speaking those words, picturing the scenario that would lead them to find their soulmate. Harry did that too, only, he wondered why would those be his soulmate's first words. It was not a light curiosity, it was a big question in his life.

2) I Don't Want A Taste (I Want It All) | Explicit | 3865 words

What Louis really needed was a fat fucking nap.

What Louis got instead was some hipster-looking wannabe arguing with him over the validity of avocado toast.

3) Signed, No Name | Mature | 4647 words

Harry doesn’t know Blue, he just knows that he leaves random notes in the corners of the books he checks out, and he’s head over heels for him.

4) Fratboy In Love | Mature | 6830 words

Harry Styles was a frat boy who loved to sleep around and flirt with boys and girls. Louis was a good uni student who loved to stay in amd study and wasn't much of a partier.

Insert his best friend Niall who talks him into going. Louis gets drunk and ends up sleeping with harry. The next day he leaves before Harry wakes amd tries to avoid him at all costs. Thinking Harry wouldn't care since Louis was just another conquest. But what if Harry did care. And actually have a crush on Louis. Read and find out.

5) Feels So Right | Explicit | 8804 words

The emcee leans in between them, handing over his mic to the blue-eyed vision. “You know what? Someday… Someday you guys might thank me for this...”

6) You're The Only One Who's Making Me Come, To My Sinful Senses | Explicit | 9355 words

Louis the dance major and Harry the business major meet on Tinder. They hook up regularly and come to find out they like each other more than they let on.

7) One Day You'll See (All The Things That We Can Be) | Mature | 10657 words

Louis has a problem; he's in love with his best mate.

8) Hate To Smoke (Without Me) | Mature | 12164 words

Sleep. Harry just wants one good night of sleep.  However, his neighbour has a thing for headboard-banging-against-the-wall-sex every night.  After a secret set-up and a bet, Harry may finally get the sleep he so much desires.

9) Like Spilled Garnets | Explicit | 14316 words

AU where Harry and Niall are vampires who go to college as a hobby,  Louis is the human willing to endure any adversities that come with dating an ancient vampire,  and Liam is the over protective best friend.

10) It's Hard To Look Right At You, Baby | Explicit | 14584 words

Coffee Shop AU where Louis is going through a dry spell, Zayn wants to be a good friend and help Louis find someone, and Harry ends up finding him instead.

11) I Couldn’t Face A Life Without Your Light | Mature | 15538 words

Louis and Harry are college students who haven't been the same in the past two years.

12) Sometimes A Fantasy | Explicit | 18654 words

There’s nothing to complain about when Harry’s walking around their flat with his cock swinging about, nothing to complain about when Harry’s pressing himself up against Louis’ naked backside when he’s reaching for a mug in their cupboards, and nothing to complain about when Harry’s got his hand firm on Louis’ arse when they’re cuddling on the couch.

So, in reality, it’s really fucking weird, and Louis knows that.

But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like it.

13) Even The Best Laid Plans | Explicit | 25190 words

Louis wants to have sex with someone and decides Harry is the perfect alpha for the job.

14) Hold Onto This Heaven (Of Yours) | Explicit | 25213 words

An ode to being too young, too sad, and too in love.

15) The Devil’s In The Details | Explicit | 25372 words | Sequel

He squeals when Harry smacks his bum as he bends over to pick up his bag, swinging it over his shoulder. Harry smiles smugly at him, bottom lip caught between his teeth. “When are you going to start calling me professor?” He asks.

“When you actually are one,” Louis says with his hand on the doorknob. He cocks his head to the side in curiosity. “Isn’t that how words work? You did study English, right?”

Louis’ quick to slip out the door before Harry can smack him again, his laugh echoing through the hallways as he makes his way to his next class with flushed cheeks and a bright smile.

16) Short And Sweet | Explicit | 29658 words

Louis is a shy university student in a world scarce of male omegas. He’s always dreamt of having an alpha despite his sheltered upbringing, fantasizing about being loved and cared for. He’s immediately smitten by the mysterious alpha with curly hair, broad shoulders, and the addictive coffee scent.

17) Push You Out, Pull You Back In | Explicit | 31544 words

Harry hates feeling vulnerable. Louis is set on breaking through his tough facade.

18) Marks On My Baby | Explicit | 31628 words

“What’s that?” Harry hadn’t meant for his voice to sound so sharp and even he winced at his own outburst. It was more of a hiss than an actual question, but for now, he was too surprised to care.

“What’s what?” The omega asked, eyebrows raised and lips pinched. Harry knew he was probably mad at him for interrupting his rant, but the alpha was too on edge to bother pleasing the boy.

“On your neck… Your bondmark spot…” His voice had grown low and deep, almost a growl.

Who knew a single love bite on his omega friend's neck would trigger Harry this much? Certainly not the alpha himself.

19) Smoke Between Your Teeth | Explicit | 37015 words

Louis tries to stop his addiction to cigarettes and discovers he's been addicted to Harry for much, much longer.

20) The Row House | Explicit | 44287 words

Going from friends to lovers is never easy. But what about when you've already crossed that line and suddenly, you have to deal with what comes after?

Fresh Meat-inspired fic where a bunch of young university-students live in a row house near uni together and all have their issues to deal with.

21) Know I Think You're Awesome, Right? | Explicit | 60108 words

“Well, that’s not very Treat People With Kindness of you.”

“Neither is approaching someone with the sole intent of criticizing a cause they’re clearly passionate about, given the amount of time they’ve dedicated to advocating for it,” Louis snaps.

“Sure, but I’m not the one with the button,” Harry shrugs.

“So, is there actually something I can help you with, or did you just come to push me into pepper spraying you as well?” Louis is quickly growing impatient. Hell, he was impatient the moment that Harry made his grand entrance on campus yesterday.

“I’m just trying to assess the environment here,” Harry says, “Because if this is all you’ve got to offer trans people who just want to be able to use the bathroom in peace like the rest of us, then I’m not sure I fit in.”

“Allow me to save you the trouble, then: you don’t.”

22) Don't Think About The Consequences | Explicit | 70478 words

Can you shut up, for once?” Styles asks, and Louis’ eyes widen in shock. He opens his mouth, and Styles can tell he’s going to start yelling again about something absurd that Styles really doesn’t want to listen to. Professor Styles keeps talking instead, not giving Louis the chance to yell. “How…. how do you go from flirting with me in the middle of class to these annoying outbursts of anger? Can’t you just, can’t you just…” Fuck it.

He leans in, and molds his lips against Louis’ open mouth. The wind gets knocked out of him when their lips finally meet, and he can finally feel Louis’ softness against his own lips. His hands reach up to cup Louis’ face, as Louis leans closer to Styles and he finally relaxes into Styles’ embrace. Styles doesn’t deepen the kiss, instead he pulls away and ghosts his lips across Louis’ while he comprehends what he just did fully. Fuck.

23) Flash Back To Me | Explicit | 73066 words words | Sequel

Louis narrows his eyes, wanting more than anything to tell Liam to go fuck himself, but he can’t be sure, is the thing. As much as he knows for a fact that he would never date someone like Harry Styles, he has months missing from his memory. And it’s scary to think that, in that time, everything he’s come to know about himself could have changed so drastically.

24) Darling | Mature | 110147 words

"Why do you call him darling?"

I looked at Liam and felt my features soften.

"Because he's a darling. He's absolutely the most precious thing I've ever seen. He's a darling boy and I just want all of him and only him."

25) Never Be | Explicit | 117522 words

The one where Harry Styles moves to Connecticut from England for nine months as a part of a study abroad program, and he just so happens to move in with Louis Tomlinson and family.

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prologue [dirty secrets]

Summary: At 17, you witnessed your father murdered by vampires. Two men save you, taking you in. But the hard part is, you were thinking about them a little too much.

Series warnings: underage reader, consensual underage sex, explicit sexual content, underage drinking, language, violence, gore, angst, major character death, major age difference, size kink, unprotected sex

Word count: 2.4k

dirty secrets masterlist

Taking a sip of the cooler, you relaxed in the lounge chair, feeling the sun beat down on your skin, relishing in the summer heat. Ariana Grande sang in your ear, the upbeat music hyping you up as you laid beside the pool, watching you skin sizzle underneath the bright sun. The pool sparkled in front of you, the waves of light bouncing off the water. If anything, it was heaven.

A much needed rest, a summer break was exactly what you had awaited for a week ago after a few days of stressing about finals had been worth it. Sitting on the pool deck, you let the hot, humid air consume you, enjoying the unauthorized alcohol you held. You knew your dad was around the house somewhere, probably in his office working like a madman, but you gave up trying to get him to relax after he incoherently mumbled something about a meeting with a Zuckerberg. You hadn't want to get anywhere near that alien.

A few messages from a group chat had showed up on your lock screen before you had enough of the interruptions, and put your phone on silent, listening to the music as you read the book splayed across your lap.

The adorable Doberman laying beside your legs perked up as you turned the page of Anna Karenina, the dog turning his head, looking at the glass door behind you, barking at the commotion in the spacious living room. Draco got up, waiting for you to follow him.

You heaved a sigh, taking off the AirPods you had implanted in your ear, and ear-marked the page on your book. As you got up you looked through the glass wall, spotting two suited men entering the gigantic entrance, talking to your dad. Draco scratched at the glass door, and you walked over to it, opening the door for the dog.

The three of them looked up, watching Draco run up to the men in excitement, wiggling his tail as he jumped on the taller man, whimpering to be pet. Before anyone could react, you cursed, running after Draco with only your hot pink bikini on. "Shit! Sorry, he gets really excited."

Your father threw you a look, and you rolled your eyes at her, not caring about the swearing while the shaggy-haired man lets out a chuckle, petting the Doberman's head. "It's okay. Hi, buddy."

"Agent." his green-eyed partnered interrupted, letting out a cough as if to break his partner from the puppy trance. Green Eyes' eyes shifted to you for half a second, quickly noticing you were practically naked. He had an edge to him, a frat-boy sort of vibe as he looked around the spacious living room, his light brown hair pushed back into a clean hairstyle.

"Pumpkin, this is Agent Stark," he gestured to Green Eyes, then at the tall man who was still petting Draco before reaching into his pocket to reveal a badge, Gibbons following his actions. "and Agent Banner."

Dread ran through your veins, and you tensed up at the mention of the FBI. For no particular reason, you went through all the slightly illegal things you had ever done in the past seventeen years, quickly trying to come up with reasonable excuses for why you did them; including drinking the cooler you had previously held. But then realization washed through you, the FBI wouldn't send their agents for the small things, right?

With an arched eyebrow, you slowly took back your dog, a small smile resting on Banner's lips. "Like the Avengers?"

Genuine surprise flashed across Stark's face, an impressed look twinkling in his eyes as he took you in. A smack on his partner's arm, he smiled, his husky voice piercing the room. "Exactly like the Avengers."

Banner rolled his eyes, putting his golden badge back in his suit. Something about him pulled you in, maybe it was the amount of grief in his eyes that you related to or the way he carried himself. If only you were one year older. "Mr. Pierce, we'd like to ask you a couple of questions about your business associate, Andrew Daniels."

Your dad nodded, motioning for the agents to sit on the couch, doing so himself. Turning to you, he murmured, "Sweetheart, why don't you get dressed and take Draco on a walk?"

"Actually, we'd like to Ms. Pierce, too." Stark interjected, his green eyes meeting yours. To say you wanted both of them was the understatement of the year, trying to hold yourself back from flirting with a Federal agent. "If you don't mind."

"Of course not. Lemme just put something on and I'll be right back." you replied, walking back outside to put on the dress you had abandoned on the chair next to yours. You heard the low voices as you returned back, sitting on the leather recliner, across from the two agents, Draco sitting beside your feet.

"...and when was the last time you heard from Mr. Daniels?" Agent Banner asked, glancing at you as you sat down, giving you a quick smile.

"Several years ago. Unfortunately, we didn't end on the best of terms. We started the company but he left due to his wife's death, and gave me free reins. After a few years, I got a break and I think he resented me for having the life he lost." said your father, slowly shaking his head, glancing at you. "His son had died in a car accident shortly after his wife's passing; it was too much for Andy, and he snapped. He came into my office one day, started accusing me for stealing the life he planned, threatened to take my daughter. I had no choice but to call security and press charges."

The two agents shared a look, an understanding falling over them. Stark cleared his throat, his Adam Apple bobbing. "Other than that accident, has he done anything violent or threatening to you or your family?"

"Not that I know of. After that incident, I made sure there was always someone by my daughter's side, but she proved well enough she could take care of herself." the businessman gleamed with pride at you, the only family he had left. You gave him a small grin, rolling your eyes at the sentiment. "That was the last time we ever spoke. You're free to look around here or my building if you want."

Agent Banner nodded, clasping his hands together. "Would you mind showing my partner your office while I talk to Ms. Pierce?"

"Not at all." your father stood up, Stark mirroring his actions. Side-stepping the glass table, your dad motioned for the green-eyed man to follow him. "Right this way, Agent."

As they climbed up the glass stairs, you turned your attention back to the chestnut-haired agent, wishing you could make a deal with the devil to have him lock his lips with yours. Draco prowled over to him, unexpectedly jumping on his lap, the Doberman's head itching to be petted. You both laughed at his enthusiasm.

"I think that's my fault. I've been so busy lately I forgot to show my baby some love." you claimed, staring at the touch-starved dog as he was petted by the nice—and sexy—agent.

"Don't blame yourself too much. He's still a puppy and they're always so energetic." Banner replied, his lips pulling at the corner, as if he was one joke away from laughing. The sunlight reflected off the concrete from the pool deck hit his face at just the right angle to see the pool of brown swimming in his hazel eyes. "Um, what do you remember about Andrew Daniels?"

"Not much." you shrugged, trying to remember as much as you could about the man. You held up the angel wings that hung around your neck, showing him the diamond necklace. "He got me this when I was, like, three. I think that was the last time I saw him. My memory is a little blurry but he was nice. My dad told me that his wife died giving birth and his daughter died with her."

His brows furrowed, his lips turning down into a frown. The agent tilted his head. "How old are you, Ms. Pierce?"

"Seventeen," you answered, grabbing the glass of water your father had laid out on the table. Agent Banner watched your chug it down. "Can I ask what happened? Did he go missing or something?"

"We're not sure what exactly happened, but we think Mr. Daniels could be a suspect in a crime we're investigating. From what we've gathered, neither you or you father are in any danger. Yet. He seems to be straying from the city." Agent Banner informed. He continued to pet the Doberman, amused by the dog's panting. "You won't have to worry, your father's security was hard enough to pass that you'll be protected if he does come. If you don't feel safe, or you remember some more information, give me a call."

He reached in his suit pocket, placing the blank piece of paper on the table as he grabbed the pen beside the vase of Rosas. He scribbled a ten digits on the paper before handing it to you. Your nails slightly grazed his knuckles as you reached for it, clenching it in your fist prior to stuffing it in your phone case. "Thanks."

"Are you okay, Ms. Pierce?"

"Not really. You'd think by now I'd be used to this kind of stuff but—" you began, cutting yourself off before you could reveal the traumas you went through. But the hazel-eyed agent caught on, an eyebrow rising in interest. You wave it away, telling him your name. "You don't have to call me Ms. Pierce."

"Alright." he nodded, his lips curving as he said your name. You bit back a giggle, loving the way your name sounded on his lips. You could only imagine how his partner would sound.

Your father and Agent Stark returned, making the agent in front of you get up. Draco returned to you, a whine leaving his snout at the absence of the friendly FBI agent. Focusing your attention on the dog, you barely heard them wrap up their little interrogation, petting Draco long enough to almost miss Agent Banner giving your dad a business card.

"If he reaches out, or if you need any kind of help, call us." Agent Stark muttered, seemingly unsatisfied by what he had uncovered. Both agents gave you a nod as they were led to the door by your father.

Confused by the questions and, overall, the situation, you stood, waiting until the FBI agents had backed out of the gigantic, gated driveway in their black Impala before following your father to the kitchen. When neither of you said anything, the silence grew deafening enough for you to speak up.

"Dad, you okay? You look very tense, and a little constipated." you murmured, more worried about your father's health than what the Feds had brought up. He nodded, waving away the question while he got himself a beer from the fridge. You sighed. "It'll be okay. You have a shit ton of security here."

"That's not what I'm worried about, pumpkin." he mumbled, ruffling your hair as he passed by. You followed him through the living room, once again waiting for him to explain. He watched Draco snuggle against your leg, the knee length dress hovering over the dog's head. "I've— I need to make a few calls and then head to the office. You stay in the house until this situation gets cleared up, you understand? Don't you dare leave this property until Andrew Daniels is in cuffs."

You blanched, surprised by the sudden strictness. Over the years, you had free reign on your whereabouts and even your activities, and you father had never commented about it unless it had been really unsafe. But you couldn't see the immediate danger of the current situation and this Andrew guy didn't seem to be a serial killer by the nonexistent murders on the news. "You're fucking with me."

"No, and I mean it. You're not going to that bonfire tonight, or shopping tomorrow. Cancel your plans for the rest of the week 'cause you're staying inside, you understand?" he instructed, taking his phone out of his pocket.

Reaching out, you grabbed his phone, drawing his attention back to you. Your complaint came out sounding a lot more of a whine than you had wished. "No, I'm not. You're overreacting, and I'm going to that bonfire."

"The hell you are." said your father, crossing his arms, a stern look etched on his face. You challenged him, raising a brow. "You're staying in, watch some movies, invite anyone you want but you're not leaving this house. Not tonight."

"No."

"I'm not asking."

"Good thing I'm not listening." you snapped back, giving him back his phone, shoving it into his hands as you walked past him, practically storming away. "I'm going to that party, and you can't stop me. But have fun trying, daddy."

The CEO crumbled, unable to grow a pair of balls to stand up to his stubborn daughter. After all, you were his soft spot that he sometimes considered a weakness. He sighed, groaning in defeat. "Fine. Fine. Give me your phone."

Reluctantly, you handed your phone over, your curiosity growing as he took out the business card from the Feds. He looked back and forth between the screen and the paper, his finger tapping away at the screen. After a minute, he gave the phone back, the new contact information staring at you. You arched an eyebrow, seeing the agents' names on the screen.

"Really?" you questioned, reading the number.

He nodded. "You already have Edgar's number, but in the off chance he doesn't come, call them. And stay away from Matt Burke's kid."

"Jesus." you sighed, unable to sass back as he answered an incoming phone call. The phone in your hand vibrated, a text notification popping up. You swiped the banner up, too annoyed to text back when you saw the number. Taking out the paper you stuffed in your phone case, you opened it, comparing the numbers written on the paper and the ones typed on the contact information of business card Agent Banner had given your father.

It was different. You ignored the possible theories as you threw the piece of paper on the glass table. It had to been a simple mistake, after all, they did have the same area code.

With Draco by your side, you went back outside, taking off the dress to continue sizzling your skin. In the midst of the loud music playing in your ears and reading the spicy novel that you had forgotten your curiosity on what Andrew Daniels could possibly have done.

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[destieltropecollection]

Destiel Trope Collection 2020 Day 6: College AU

Kisses | @peanutbutterjelly-pie

Rating: General Word Count: 1227 Main Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe, College AU, Fluff Summary: Some Hershey's Kisses, a misunderstanding and a very flustered Dean.

Where the Skies Are Blue | @deservetobesaved

Rating: General Word Count: 1361 Main Tags/Warnings: meet-cute, fluff, mutual pining Summary: Dean is mesmerized by a boy in class, but he doesn't show up again, much to Dean's dismay. (Spoiler Alert: Yes, he sees him again.)

The Dare On Your Lips | @envydean

Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 1540 Main Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - College/University, Truth or Dare, Drinking, Alcohol, Oblivious!Dean, bad flirt!Cas, Dean has the biggest crush, Kissing, Minor Misunderstandings, Fluff Summary: Dean Winchester has had the biggest crush on Castiel, but believes that Castiel isn't interested. Then on one drunken night, Dean is dared to kiss Castiel.

Raspberry Jelly | @envydean

Rating: Mature Word Count: 1729 Main Tags/Warnings: brief Dean/Cassie, No Sex, Angst, Fluff, Getting Together, unexpected bi, College AU, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, accidental (brief) voyeurism, Dean in Panties Summary: After Castiel walks in on Dean wearing a pair of panties and grinding against Cassie Robinson, an awkward (tired-brained) conversation happens that almost ruins their friendship - until it doesn't.

Everything to Me | @suckerfordeansfreckles

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2607 Main Tags/Warnings: jealous Cas, insecure Cas, established relationship, love confession, college AU Summary: Dean pulls back from their kiss eventually, leaving Cas feeling way more than just a little horny, and also honestly very empty. Dean looks gorgeous with those stupid rainbow lights casting colorful streaks on his cheeks in the dark room. He looks gorgeous all the time, actually, and Cas is allowed to tell him now, so he does. “You’re so goddamn beautiful,” he says, against the loud music and noise around them, and Dean’s giddy-wide smile makes him even prettier. “So are you,” Dean calls back over the music with a twinkle in his eyes, and then he leans in for another short little kiss. “I’ll grab us some drinks, be back in a minute.” And then he turns around and saunters across the room towards where Charlie turned her cabinet and lunch table into a bar. If Cas wasn’t sure that Dean’s shaking his ass on purpose just by watching him walk away, the wink Dean sends him when he looks back over his shoulder is enough to convince him. For a little while, he just stands there and watches as Dean orders them drinks from the barkeeper Charlie rented for the party. Cas can’t help but consider how he looks, tall, huge muscles, wild dark hair and a blinding smile — just Dean’s type.

Extra Credit | @tobythewise

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2837 Main Tags/Warnings: Professor Castiel, College Student Dean, Bottom Cas, Top Dean, Rimming, Dom/Sub Undertones Summary: After Dean turns in a less than perfect paper, his professor, Mr. Novak, allows him an opportunity for extra credit. Dean REALLY wants that A.

Stargazing Has A Noble History | @jemariel

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3058 Main Tags/Warnings: College AU, college party, casual sex, recreational drug use, frottage, photographer!Cas, business student!Dean, sculptor!Dean Summary: “Dean, shut up. You’re good. Have you seen yourself? You have an eye for dynamic lines and -- look, you’re obviously talented. Why aren’t you taking advantage of that?” The night air is growing cooler but Dean’s face feels like a red hot poker. “That’s what Ellen keeps telling me.” “Ellen? Ellen Harvelle? How do you know Ellen?” “She teaches my sculpting class. I had to take an elective, so.” He shrugs. “And how are you enjoying it?” Dean shakes his head. “I love it."" A first.

I Saw You | @kitmistry

Rating: General Word Count: 5899 Main Tags/Warnings: Secret Admirer, Mutual Pining, Fluff Summary: ISawYou: The newspaper column that has made every student on campus look each other in the eyes. Dean has never paid any attention to the messages posted on the newspaper, but everything changes when Charlie finds one that she insists just has to be about him. Or the one where Dean has a secret admirer.

La Vie A Plus | @thebloggerbloggerfun

Rating: General Word Count: 6260 Main Tags/Warnings: Asexual!Castiel, Artist!Castiel, Pining Summary: Dean Winchester is hopelessly, head-over-heels in love with his best friend and roommate, Castiel. Castiel - with his blue hair, and his tattoos, and his artwork, and his perfect everything. Dean never stood a chance, really. It only sucks because, as far as Dean can tell, Castiel is definitely not interested. But love, much like art, has a way of being unpredictable. Even if you think you know where you're going with it.

Hue Burn | @thebloggerbloggerfun

Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 7594 Main Tags/Warnings: Synesthesia, Radio Host!Castiel, Artist!Dean, Summary: Castiel lives in a world of colour and sound, endlessly intertwined like two parts of a whole. As a radio broadcasting student, he runs a small segment on their campus radio program in the evening - and with help from his synaesthesia - tries to make the program more interesting by bringing in a little bit of colour. Castiel views his synaesthesia as both a gift and a curse, but after a chance encounter with a mysterious, stunning, golden-green voice, he's starting to think that it's more of the former.

Dear Virgo | @thebloggerbloggerfun

Rating: General Word Count: 9970 Main Tags/Warnings: Asexual Castiel, Soccer Player Castiel, Journalist Dean, Summary: Dean Winchester is a journalism major planning to coast his last year by mostly just sticking to writing the campus newspaper's daily horoscopes, and he almost succeeds. Enter Castiel Novak, captain of the soccer team, and his next interview appointment. It's obvious from the start that there's something between them, but things don't quite go as Dean first hopes, and he ends up learning a lot more about Castiel than he ever planned on - luckily for him.

Honesty Is All About The Timing | @navajolovesdestiel

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 12017 Main Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe Alternate Universe - College/University Childhood Friends Misunderstandings Bisexual Dean Winchester Gay Castiel (Supernatural) Drunk Blow Jobs Slow Burn Happy Ending Summary: Cas Novak and Dean Winchester were inseparable best friends since grade school, but Dean's father moves Dean away when they get to high school. They connect again in college, but neither of them have been exactly honest about their sexual orientation. Not using their words leads to misunderstandings, then problems, then...?

A Study in Motion | @thebloggerbloggerfun

Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 24094 Main Tags/Warnings: Photographer!Castiel, Ice Skater!Dean, College AU Summary: Castiel Novak’s one true passion is photography, though he’s still considered just an amateur with dreams of something more. When one of his professors gives the class the assignment of effortlessly capturing the idea of motion in a photograph, Castiel finds himself without a muse until his study partner, one Sam Winchester, volunteers his brother - a professional figure skater with dreams of his own and a past that held him back.

The Stars, They Shine | kradarua (AO3)

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 52953 Main Tags/Warnings: Theatre, Homophobia, Misappropriated Christianity, Astronomer!Castiel, Accidental Actor!Dean, Gay Panic, Misunderstandings, Mutual Pining, First Kiss, First Time, Minor Lisa Braeden/Dean Winchester, Minor Castiel/Meg Masters, Top Dean/Bottom Castiel Summary: Engineer-in-training Dean Winchester just wants to work on cars. Astronomer Castiel Novak spends his time holed up in the school’s observatory looking at the stars and trying to piece together his dissertation. They’ve never had any reason to cross paths. Not until they get roped into participating in the college theatre group, anyway. When Lisa invites Dean to join her at the mass meeting, he can’t say no to a pretty face. But the joke is on Dean when he accidentally lands the male lead and has to come to terms with memorizing lines and trying not to make a fool of himself on stage. Moreover, despite his best attempts to stay interested in Lisa, there’s no denying the strange gravitational pull he feels around Castiel. Castiel is just here to prove to Charlie that he’s capable of doing something besides research; it should be easy, except he finds himself becoming interested in Dean in a way he really did not expect. Dean is trying to navigate being way outside his skill set; Castiel just wants to hold onto his scholarship without pissing off the religious organization that gave it to him. It’s going to be a long semester, especially if Dean keeps forgetting his goddamn lines. The show must go on!

Evangelist | @valleydean

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 334403 Main Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - College/UniversityCollege, Drinking, Underage Drinking, Drug Use, Minor Character Death, Bisexual Dean Winchester, Demisexual Castiel (Supernatural), Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Top Castiel (Supernatural), Bottom Dean Winchester, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Sharing a Bed, Break Up, Rich Castiel (Supernatural), Castiel's Family is Rich (Supernatural), Corporate Espionage, down with capitalism tbh, Near Death Experiences, Hurt Dean Winchester, Hurt Castiel (Supernatural), References to Drugs, References to Abuse, References to Depression, Frat Parties, Poker, Roman Catholicism, Homophobia, Fire, Gambling, Drunkenness, Drunken Flirting, Drunken Kissing, Slow Dancing, Mechanic Dean Winchester, Bartender Dean Winchester, College | University Student Castiel (Supernatural), Student Castiel (Supernatural), Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Jealous Dean Winchester, Jealous Castiel (Supernatural), Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, a frankly ridiculous amount of references to abraham lincoln vampire hunter, Secret Relationship, ALSO!! the megstiel is not explicit! Summary: In Lawrence, the Novak family owns more than god. Castiel is expected to graduate with a business degree, become a community leader, meet a nice girl, and one day help run the family business, Evangelist, Inc. Then he meets Dean Winchester, who vehemently opposes everything Evangelist stands for. When Dean’s need for cash to pay the bills leads him down a risky path, both he and Castiel learn there may be more to Evangelist than philanthropy and good will.

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🌾 for Lubomir and 🌲for Ari.

lmao u gonna make me write

Evil Lubomir...

You know, it's really hard for me to even imagine an evil Lubomir. (And I've tried, lol.) Oh, I've thought of the basic bloodthirsty and chaotic werewolf he could be, (he tries to limit his beastform runs to the wild and elk, but if a stray bandit tries him, he doesn't worry too much about it). But that always felt kind of... not really evil. It would just be a mix of him and Ariana at that point.

No, a truly evil Lubomir would be like a shitty frat boy. He would constantly lie and manipulate and gaslight. He would guilt people into sleeping with him. And if that didn't work, he would try to ruin their lives. Think of if the meanest mean girl and the shittiest, business major frat boy had an even shittier baby. That would be Evil!Lubomir. He would feel entitled to everyone and everything because he had a hard(ish) upbringing, and would absolutely refuse to work on himself.

I don't... lol, I don't like Evil!Lubomir.

I like the idea of a campy evil version of him, though. Like maybe an AU where his magicka reserves are a bit deeper and Vendhal teaches him a bunch of necromancy in the hopes of becoming the next Mannimarco. Or Lubomir becomes a vampire, and like... dramatically goth with it. Like wayyy too obsessed with maintaining a "look" to go with it.

In no universe do I see him aligning himself with the Thalmor though. (Spoiler: His dad worked/works with them.)

The Kindest Thing Ariana Has Ever Done For Someone...

I don't know if I can really say it's purely kind, considering how much fear was involved, and understandably selfish fear in the beginning.

It actually took Ariana a long time to leave Honorhall. She says she left at sixteen, since that seemed to be the standard age the orphans were kicked out. But she was actually seventeen, and in all honestly, she could have gotten away with leaving when she was maybe fourteen. No one would have made her go back at that age because she was more than capable of working/fending for herself.

Twelve was the approximate age Ariana started physically fighting Grelod back. It took Grelod no time to realize that Ariana could actually injure her at that point, and that the threat of a beating was no longer enough to control her. So she started to threaten to beat/punish the younger orphans. Naturally, the other kids did not take kindly to the thought of the headmistress's "favorite" ward being the reason they got beat, so they all quickly got on her ass about it. Ariana quickly found herself with absolutely no friends. Not only no friends, but it seemed like the rest of the children straight up hated her.

But this worked. Grelod threatening the others with punishment whenever Ariana displeased her/wouldn't immediately bend to her will worked. And Ariana felt more bound to her than ever. So she would tense and straightened whenever Grelod came near, ready to hear the tiniest mention of a chore, making sure she wasn't in a "lazy" looking position. Making sure Grelod didn't think she was having the tiniest amount of "fun".

It didn't take long for Grelod to start mentioning things that suggested Ariana's permanency at the orphanage. "I'm getting up in age, you know..." It became clear that Grelod had every intention of Ariana becoming her assistant, (this was before she hired Constance), and she would essentially be her little numb and broken slave.

Now, this kind of guilting that Grelod would periodically do no longer worked on Ariana, but she had already been conditioned to think that any suffering the other orphans received was her fault. So leaving, which would go against the headmistress's will, seemed a very dangerous thing to do.

The kindest thing she did for another* was take the brunt of the abuse (she thought), to spare the younger ones from it, (she THOUGHT). The kindest thing she did for herself was finally leave.

*YET

The Kindest Thing Someone Has Ever Done For Her...

There have been many people who have done very kind things for her, but usually she had done something for them first, even if it was just something small. Except Marcurio shortly after they first met.

She hung around Riften for a day or two after storming out of Honorhall. She was unwilling to go back, despite her mind screaming at her to do so. She hadn't a septim to her name, and her only possessions were like two raggedy books and her raggedy little wool blanket in a small knapsack. She didn't even have proper shoes, because Grelod refused to give her a pair to replace her old, worn (to the point of being unbearable) ones until she "earned" it. She wore footwraps and a plain work dress.

Eventually she made her way to The Bee and Barb, figuring she would ask for work. She was willing to do anything from killing rats and skeevers to scrubbing piss buckets. Keerava was very kind about declining, but the rejection still made Ariana cry. Ariana breaking down and crying embarrassed her, sure, but it also filled her with IMMENSE anxiety. Crying in front of an adult was a dangerous thing after all.

After a moment of being frozen on a barstool, she forced her tears to dry (a nifty little survival skill she had to learn). She asked Keerava if she knew if anyone else in the city was hiring.

I'm not going into that whole conversation, but Talen-Jei basically ended up advising her to leave the city altogether, (and Keerava agreed), because in Riften, it was way too easy for someone young and desperate like her to get mixed up with the wrong people. This felt like, objectively, the best course of action, but Ariana had no clue how to start. Talen-Jei pointed her to Marcurio sitting on a bench by the entrance if she needed help.

Marcurio was firm on his price. 500g, not a septim less. "Sorry," he plainly said with a shrug.

Ariana wanted to cry again, she wanted to beg and plead and... guilt him. (Wonder where she learned that, lmao.) But she held it in for a little while longer, out of pride if nothing else.

She stepped out into the marketplace, and eventually found a merchant willing to buy her books. (The wool blanket, everyone seemed to agree, was completely worthless.) Despite the very worn condition, she managed to get a whopping 45g for one of them, as it turned out to be a first edition and uncommon.

She was 50 septims richer, and though that was only a tenth of Marcurio's price, it was better than nothing. She sat on a bench outside the tavern for a while, trying to think of something to do for the rest. She couldn't seem to come up with something she was comfortable with and was safe from being possibly murdered or arrested.

She went back into the tavern and tried to see if Marcurio would take 50 now, and the rest, plus maybe even more, whenever she got to her destination. (While outside, she decided on Winterhold on a whim. She heard apprentices at the college got a bed and meals, and she had always been interested in magic.)

As soon as Marcurio folded his arms and started to shake his head, she began sobbing. She was sure (or perhaps just overly hopeful) it would work. For whatever reason, this made Marcurio panic, and he started shushing her and waving his hands trying to get her to calm down. She couldn't stop just yet and he said, "Damn it, stop that!" Which was the wrooooong thing to say, because Ariana curled up into a little, but very conspicuous, ball on the wooden floor in front of his bench and sobbed harder. She was so overwhelmed with all of this, and she was considering just returning to Honorhall, if Grelod would still have her. At least it was familiar and she would be able to eat sometimes. She didn't know anything about anything, and she was beginning to understand that.

Marcurio continued to panic, though Ariana's face was too buried in her knees to see, and it was starting to gain... attention. He leaned down next to her head and eventually whispered, "FINE! FINE! I'll take you there just PLEASE STOP CRYING." It took a moment to register his words, but surprise and relief ended up flooding through her, and her tears slowed.

"Really?!" She said a little too loudly, only to be met with Marcurio shushing her once more, glancing about to the other patrons.

"Yes! We can leave immediately!" He projected his voice awkwardly. "Thank you for the 500 septims, and I'm terribly sorry about your sister!"

Outside of the gates, he took her by the elbow and said, "Don't ever let anyone know I did this. Gods... if people found out, they'd all be asking me for probono work or discounts. Can't give an inch in Riften... And I still expect the full 500 whenever we get there, I don't care how you get it."

"Why did you decide to help me?" Ariana eventually asked, a day or two later.

He merely shrugged and said, "You remind me too much of my little sister. She turns fourteen soon. She and our parents live in the Imperial City. It's been years..."

Ariana and Marcurio's trip to Winterhold ended up being filled with all sorts of mishaps and setbacks. They bonded over their journey, and though he did eventually collect the 500g that was promised, he gave her a few months to get it.

Damn, I went off the tracks there, where was I...? Ah, yes...

The Worst Thing She Did to Another Person...

You know, apart from straight up murder, uhh...

This is a mild fic spoiler, so I'll keep it vague. She convinced a Talos... stan... to leave a relatively safe Hold with a very convincing tale about a new underground resistance that needed their own priest, or someone like it. She buttered him up with lots of praise and admiration, and a hint of desperation, as if his knowledge, his word, was greatly needed.

And then she delivered him straight to a Thalmor Justiciar in an Empire-controlled Hold where the Jarl would be more willing to permit an arrest. All because... she thought it would be fun. (And he annoyed her sooooo baaaaad.)

[lannister-slings-and-arrows]

Ok @youmeanmybrain asked me another MEAN question because that is apparently our relationship lol. Be prepared comrade, I will get you back for this lol.

“You knew it was coming. Which of his characters would you want to: have as your soulmate but you only realize once it’s too late, have breakup sex with, both of you fall in love just at different points in your lives”

Soulmate: Oberyn bc this I feel is totally plausible re: the story. Like you two have a thing (with Ellaria of course bc I am a giant bisexual monster lol) and you really love the thing you have and you go with him to King’s Landing but he DIES and you and Ellaria are DEVASTATED and you realize as you make your way back to Dorne with his body that you were soulmates boom.

Breakup sex: Ezra. You’re going to one end of the galaxy and he to the other and communication is so expensive and you both are contracted to your respective crews and you may see each other on various planets on various jobs harvesting or mining various things but it will never be the same as these two months that you’ve had and so it’s time to say goodbye so you don’t taint the memory of all you’ve enjoyed on this starbase.

Out of sync lovers: Max Phillips because you could really play up the tragic vampire story thing then. Oh, you loved the asshole business major frat boy yoh always ran into at parties in college. You hooked up a few times and you really thought it was going to go somewhere when he gets expelled after sleeping g with some random bitch. You’re heartbroken, but years go by and you eventually get over it. But ah! What light! Max returns to your life and realizes that he has fallen in love with you! Only now he is a vampire and blah blah take it from there lol.

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Key to Her Heart Chapter 1/52: Halloween

So, some context first. My friends and I decided to do a 52 fanfic challenge this year, one prompt each week. The only rule is that you must adhere to the prompt, one post a week, and they all must be in the same universe. So, for example, if you have been writing marvel fanfic all year, but you think a prompt would be GREAT for Supernatural, you have to somehow fit the Supernatural universe into the MCU. 

Now, because I hate myself, I decided I was going to write an entire series consecutively with only a basic outline of my AU and no knowledge about the future prompts.

KILL ME.

But, either way, I think this’ll be a fun adventure into writing for me. So behold the first in my Spuffy AU Key to Her Heart. I’ll probably post this on AO3 and EF as well.

The prompt this time was:  Our hero (or heroine) loses his memory.   Who will help him find his way back?

And doesn’t that just scream “Halloween episode”?

WARNING: At one point at the end of this chapter, Spike makes the assumption that Buffy was raped in the episode Reptile Boy. While no detail is given and Buffy reveals that there wasn’t any rape, it’s still an issue mentioned and I don’t want to blind side anyone with it.

Spike wasn’t a traditionalist. He never pretended to be one either. No matter how much Dru had wanted him to be, that just wasn’t something he cared about. All that chanting and ritual? It just wasn’t him. However, if there was one rule he was willing to take seriously, it was the one about Halloween. You don’t start shit on Halloween. It’s everyone’s fucking vacation day. Sure, if a tasty snack wanders by he isn’t going to say, “No thanks, I’m dieting today!” But he also understood that, at a certain point, causing problems on Halloween was just being a dick.

Spike can respect an asshole (he is often one), but being a dick is an entirely different story.

So, you can imagine the conflict he felt when Dru told him that someone was, as his mother would have said, “making shenanigans” that were going to deliver the Slayer into his lap. On the one hand, he had his principles dammit! He had said he would respect the Halloween rule when he first learned of it. However, on the other hand, he was an ancient, evil vampire and he did whatever he wanted! Not to mention the fact that the slayer was a royal bitch who had it coming.

Eventually, Spike made a compromise with himself. He’d go out and enjoy whatever chaos occurred because of this newcomer. If he saw the slayer? Great. Dinner and his Dark Princess back at her best again. If he saw the person responsible? A beating and lecture that would make his father weep with jealousy.

He hadn’t been planning on what he would do if he ran into her however.

She looked beautiful, although he knew from experience at this point that she always did. Her normally well-kept hair was completely falling out of whatever adorable braid she’d managed to coax it into that night. The crown of what looked like Daffodils was almost falling completely off her head. Her make up was relatively un-smudged, but that probably had more to do with the fact that she wasn’t wearing much, just a light dusting of gold across her eyelids and a similar color on her lips.

However, the thing that caught his attention wasn’t just the confused look on her face, but the dress she was wearing. Unlike the tight black number that had been haunting his dreams since that God-awful frat party the week before, this dress matched Buffy far better. The creamy silk of the one-shoulder dress looked gorgeous folded and wrapped around her body, accentuating every curve while hiding the important parts from his gaze. The golden rope around her waist synched it all in, drawing his attention to her hips and that luscious ass that—

And he was going to stop that train of thought right now.

She looked at him with no recognition and a hint of fear, making him want to cast himself on the nearest cross. Worried that she was upset with him for the party, he shrunk his shoulders, held his hands up, and tried to seem as non-threatening as possible.

“Pet I—I would never hurt you. You know that, right? Please tell me you know I would never hurt you.”

While the confusion didn’t leave her hazel green eyes, the fear definitely did. “D-Do you know me?” She asked hesitantly, looking around them with wide eyes. “Do you know who I am?”

Spike’s brow furrowed. “Of course I do, luv. You’re—”

He was cut off as one of her friends came running towards them looking a bit odd while followed by the other one, who wasn’t moving normally. Too stiff.

“Buffy!” Red called, waving her arms wildly at the girl in front of him. “Buffy, thank goodness you’re ok!”

 Spike was stuck on baby-sitting duty, and he wasn’t sure how upset he wanted to be about it. Red, who was a very hot ghost for some reason, had run off to find Buffy’s pseudo Watcher, leaving him to look after the Whelp and Buffy, both of whom had turned into their costumes, leaving confused shells behind.

“So I dressed as a goddess and now I am one?” Buffy asked again, still trying to grasp everything after the short run-through Willow had given Spike. “That does sound rather . . . disconcerting.”

What’s disconcerting is you using that kind of language Spike thought, but he kept it to himself. He knew there was a bright mind under all that blonde, and he wasn’t going to be one of the many people discouraging her about it.

“So, fill us in,” Whelp ordered, showing more initiative that Spike had ever seen in the teen. “What is the situation like?”

Spike sighed heavily, not wanting to really get into it. “Look, I wasn’t here for the mess that was last year, alright? So you lot are getting the cliff-notes version and nothing more. Got it?”

The goddess and soldier before him nodded, though Whelp looked like he wanted to argue the point more.

“Now, I don’t know about you Whelp, but I know that little miss amnesia over there moved here about a year and a half ago after her parents split. She met you and Red and you little Happy Meals have been friends ever since.” He noticed Buffy scrunch her nose at the term “Happy Meals” and couldn’t help but smile knowing there was still some of her in that costume after all. She always did get on his case about it.

“Why would my parents split apart? Surely if they loved one another enough to marry—”

“Cliff notes version luv,” Spike reminded her gently. In all honesty, he didn’t have the heart to tell her the truth. That when Hank and Joyce Summers had been confronted with the very real issue of the supernatural Joyce had dealt with it through mild panic, heavy drinking for two days, and silence while Hank had simply attempted to ship Buffy off to the funny farm. Thankfully, the idea of her daughter being sent somewhere like that for something Joyce knew was real had snapped her back to herself pretty quickly. However, Buffy had blamed herself for the divorce ever since, and Spike, evil though he may be, didn’t have it in him to hurt her like that.

“So you lot wound up getting involved in most of the nasty business here on the Hellmouth since good ol’ Watcher thought you might be a Potential.”

Once again, Buffy’s brow furrowed in the most adorable way. “Potential what?”

Spike shook his head. “Potential Slayer, luv, like that Faith bi-bint Willow mentioned she was getting. One girl in every soddin‘ generation to cause vamps like me all kinds of headaches. They thought you were one for a bit, but turns out you’ve just got major magic going on.”

Whelp shot up. “‘Vamps like me’? You’re a vampire? Then why are you helping us?” Spike saw him reach for his weapon, but waved him off.

“Easy there Rambo. My issue’s with the Slayer and her lot. I got no quarrel with you all.” He looked at Buffy with a single smirk. “Told you that the first night we met actually. You and Red threatened to light my highly flammable ass on fire if I tried to take a bite out of you. Been nothing but banter ever since.”

Buffy smiled, “So we’re compatriots then?” she asked cautiously. “Through humor and fear?”

Spike barked out a laugh. “‘Compatriots’, sure. I gave you my word that, long as you and your lot stayed out of my business, you’d be safe as houses. Yer Mum’s got permanent protection too, in case you’re worried.” No need to mention how pointless he thought it was, seeing as how the woman bashed him over the head with an ax right after thinking he was attacking Buffy.

Buffy nodded her head gratefully, more of her hair spilling out of her braid. “Thank you very much Spike. That puts my mind at an ease.”

Bloody hell, Red needed to hurry up with whatever plan it was she had for fixing this mess.

After that, things eventually quieted down a bit. Soldier Whelp went into the kitchen hunting for “provisions”, leaving Spike with a curious Buffy.

“Spike,” she said cautiously, tilting her head as she looked at him. “Spike, why were you concerned that I was afraid of you when we met? If we are friends and you have upheld your end of our bargain, then surely I would have no reason to fear you.”

Spike sighed heavily for what felt like the thousandth time that night, running his fingers over his gelled hair in frustration. He’d honestly been hoping she wouldn’t ask about that.

He could lie to her, tell her some made-up story to keep in the goddess’s good graces for a while longer, but he immediately shook the thought off. He might not mind it, but Buffy would be offended. She’d see it as a manipulation. While she won’t come out and reprimand him for it, he’ll still be subject to those disappointed eyes. Like last time.

“You, well, pet, that is—” he cut himself off with an angry growl. Rip the bandage off. “You’re upset with me. I went and killed some blighters who absolutely deserved it, but you didn’t appreciate it. Haven’t spoken to me in a week for it.”

Buffy’s head tilted once again for a moment, considering. He hated when she did that. For one thing, she looked bloody adorable. For another, he could never tell what she was about to say. “What was their crime?” She asked finally.

Spike blinked at her twice. “What?”

“Their crime.” She repeated simply. “You ascertained that they deserved their fate, but what crime did they commit to deserve such a thing?”

Spike couldn’t tell her. He couldn’t explain the pain on Buffy’s face when she’d told him of the drugs they’d put in her drink, they way they’d dragged her about as they saw fit.

She hadn’t come out and said it, but he knew that you only drugged a girl for one reason and one alone. That in and of itself would have earned them a solid beating session with him (he’d never much liked rape, even after being turned), but the fact that they’d done it to Buffy, kind, innocent Buffy who went so far out of her way for her friends and family, even an undead monster like himself, was unforgivable. There was only one appropriate punishment, and he certainly didn’t regret being the one to give it out.

Thankfully, he was saved from explaining as the crown completely fell off of her head, and Buffy, blinking as if to clear a fog, looked at him with recognition for the first time. “Spike?” she asked her nose once again being too freaking cute for words as it scrunched. “Ugh, what happened? I feel all magic-y.”

“Thank Eric Cantona, she lives to butcher the mother tongue once more!” Spike grinned and swept her into a hug, swinging her around once before dropping her onto the ground.

“Spike, what’s got you all ramped up? You’ve been all with the brooding worse than Angel lately.” Despite her words, a bright smile took over her face. “Ever since Willow, Cordy, and I almost got sacrificed to that snake demon thingy last week—”

Spike gripped her shoulders tightly, eyes tinted yellow. “Wait, what? What sacrifice?”

Buffy rolled her eyes. “Remember? The frat party? I was all with the crying and the depresso girl and you went on a completely unnecessary warpath through the whole freaking frat?”

Spike felt the distinct need to lay down. A sacrifice. The boys hadn’t raped her. Just a failed sacrifice. That he hadn’t even known about.

Yes. A kip was definitely a requirement right now.

So that’s the first chapter! In this AU Buffy is the key as opposed to Dawn, and Faith is the Slayer. This is actually a thought I had back in high school when I first watched the series and couldn’t get my hands on anything past the first third of the fifth season and none of the Angel series, so recognize that a lot of my characterization won’t stray from my feelings about characters past around the Dracula episode. While I’ll be referencing and maybe even writing about things in later seasons (maybe even the comics, I’m not sure yet), my main influence are going to be those first few years. For example, I am perfectly aware of the fact that Faith gets a redemption and becomes a great Slayer and a good friend to Buffy. However, I had seven years to sit and stew on how much I hated her before I could get my hands on the later seasons, so . . . yeah.

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So despite the ocean of content I've seen I can't for the life of me figure out if Carmilla is a movie, tv show, or web thing. Banish my ignorance please.

(Warning: Long answer with minor spoilers)

Okay,it won’t be easy explaining the nature and draw of Carmilla toa non-Carmilla fan. But for you, I’m damn well going to try.

Carmilla is a low-budget, Canadian web series on YouTube,created by KindaTV and sponsored by a tampon company. It spans over 3 seasonsand 109 episodes, each of which lasts around 2-7 minutes. That is, if you don’tcount the Christmas Special and Season Zero.

Looselyadapted from Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu’s 19th century vampire novella of thesame, the show’s story revolves around a lesbian journalism student, LauraHollis (Elise Bauman), who enrolled at Silas University in Styria of modern-dayAustria. A few weeks into her first semester, Laura’s roommate Betty wentmissing. All that was left behind was a notification card, written in multiplechoice and covered in mysterious yellow goo. 

Nosooner had Laura informed a rather apathetic university administration abouther missing roommate did a dark-haired, emo-looking woman in leather pantsbarge into her dorm room. Her name was Carmilla (Natasha Negovanlis) and shewas Laura’s new roommate. Suspicious of the circumstances surrounding Betty’sdisappearance, Laura conducts an informal vlog investigation with a ragtaggroup of redheads and a good-natured (but dumb) frat boy, all the whileenduring Carmilla’s condescending remarks, confectionery-based petnames, and “annoying” attempts to dissuade her from the task.

Alongthe way, Laura discovers Carmilla’s secret identity and they eventually fallfor each other, though neither of them voice it at first. She, Carmilla and therest of the Scooby gang would also encounter a sentient library, the Dean’ssupernatural proclivities, an alchemy club, a vampire cabal, a kidnappingconspiracy, an angler fish god, and mushroom spores that could turn the studentbody into zombies – all of which exist on a campus that literally survives onthe power of Sumerian mythos. And that’s just Season 1.

Season2 sees them battling against evil corporate in the form of Silas’ BoardMembers, a shadowy business enterprise called Corvae, and Carmilla’s vampiresister, Matska Belmonde (Sophia Walker), not to mention a Silas version of aNazi SS squad, hell bent on eliminating anything remotely supernatural(vampires included) from campus grounds. In Season 3, the stakes (pun intended)are raised even higher, as Laura, Carmilla and a redhead bio major, Lafontaine,attempt to stop an impending apocalypse that was being caused by a Sumerian goddess.

Whatimpressed critics most about the Carmilla series was that:

(a) The entire show was filmed in vlog format, withjust one camera angle. By all accounts, this should have been anunmitigated disaster, storytelling-wise. However, the quality of the show’sscript and the stellar performance of the main and supporting cast, especiallythe palpable chemistry between Natasha and Elise, have made the series aphenomenon beyond all expectations (and they were pretty low to begin with).The YouTube series has now racked up more than 70 million views with fans(affectionately called ‘creampuffs’) scattered across 193 countries (http://www.cbc.ca/news/entertainment/carmilla-web-series-movie-1.4367622).Moreover, it has won numerous awards, including the AfterEllen VisibilityAwards and the Canadian Screen Awards.

(b) Another reason for the show’s success lies inthe representation of its LGBTQIA characters. The romantic relationship betweenthe main protagonists, Laura and Carmilla, was less about their sexualorientation and more about how it fluctuated and developed throughout themortal dangers that they face each season. There was no protracted agony overthe fact that they’re both lesbians and focus was mainly on their growth ascharacters in their own right. The majority of the supporting characters werealso well-rounded and hardly walking clichés. The Carmilla cast evenconsisted of a non-binary person and people of color. So, the series ticks mostof the boxes for those in the LGBTQIA community, who feel starved ofrepresentation.

© The show’s lovable campiness and humor, whichwas often based on pop culture references, slapstick montages, and wittyone-liners and ripostes, make it accessible to its viewers, regardless ofwhether or not they belong to the targeted demographic. However, the humor waswell-integrated into the writing and never detracted from the impact of theshow’s more serious and, sometimes, heart-wrenching moments.

(d) The series overturns the Bury Your Gays trope –a sore point among the LGBTQIA community after the demise of Lexa in 100and beloved gay characters on other shows.

Riding on the coattails of Carmilla’saccomplishments, the showrunners decided to turn the web series into a movie asa love letter to the fans of the series. Their official announcement of thefilm whipped the Carmilla fandom into a frenzy, with many yelling, “Shutup and take my money!” from the rooftops.

The resulting film - just released in late October2017 - saw one-third of its funds coming from the fans alone; an unconventionalfeat achieved by an already unconventional series. Being a small, independentfilm, The Carmilla Movie didn’t exactly light the box office on firewith its limited cinematic release in Canada. But the online response to thefilm with respect to its Internet release was extraordinary. Rave reviews aboutthe movie poured into Twitter, Instagram, IMDB, Tumblr, and its distributionplatforms, Fullscreen and VHX. So, just like its previous YouTube incarnation,the film was a resounding success and currently scores a rating of 9.7/10 onIMDB. The creampuffs appear to be appeased at the moment, though they are nowclamoring for a sequel.

I hope that I have banished your ignorance about Carmilla.If you wish to watch it, you can do so by following the links in the orderprescribed below:

(1) Season 1 (Carmilla- The Series | S1 E1 “Disorientation”)

(2) Christmas Special (Carmilla | The ChristmasSpecial)

(3) Season 2 (Carmilla| S2 E1 “Brave New World”)

(4) Season 0 (Carmilla| S0 E1 “Blast From The Past”)

(5) Season 3 (Carmilla| S3 E1 “I Know What You Didn’t Do Last Summer”)

(6) The Carmilla Movie (https://www.fullscreen.com/)- Requires paid membership. Free one-week subscription trial available.

Ciao!

[mtchlee]

cody christian, he/him/his | did you see mitch lee walking through forks ? they’ve been in la push for three months and we heard they’re a werewolf from the uley pack who is twenty three years old. people have said they’re geunine but also carefree so we hope they fit in well with the town (kyle/24/gmt-10/he/him)

hello guise this is my baby, mitch lee. i haven’t played him in a while but he’s an old character of mines that i’m glad to bring back.

born and raised in la push until he was ten years old then moved to san diego. moved to san diego cause his parents heard talk about the whole werewolf thing and his parents didn’t want him to become that

lived in san diego for his teen years and grew up to be a typical californian boy. grew his hair out once, loves the beach and partying

went to ucsd and majored in business and marketing, joined a fraternity and essentially became a frat boy. drank a whole bunch and won the rank as the best drinker of the chapter

despite loving california, mitch missed la push and his friends there and decided to visit la push for a few weeks after graduating with his degree

(if you’re thinking it, i am also surprised that he graduated college at a decent age, but his brothers helped him with studying and he’s not that dumb)

per the surge of the vampire count in forks, mitch started to display symptoms of being a shapeshifter until he was forced to become a wolf after being chased down by a nomad vampire who went on la push territory

sam uley found him first and taught him how to shift back

mitch got disowned by his parents and he is back now in la push as a member of the uley pack

hit me up if you wanna plot! 

[bfseventeen]

MINGYU FANTASY AU - Dance with the Vampire

On a gloomy mid-October day, you were studying for your mid-terms in a cafe. The latte that you ordered finally cooled down enough to make it possible to drink it without burning your tongue. You were sipping the tasty drink while you were reading through one of the textbooks that you brought for this important study session. 

The cafe was actually filled with students as it was close to the campus. Everyone was busy studying so silence took over the other times noisy place. Outside, the dark clouds were covering the sky and heavy rain was pouring down. There was something cold and mysterious about the weather. 

When you were deep in your class notes, suddenly the door of the cafe opened, letting a chilly breeze in, brushing over some of the papers on your table. You looked up with a grumpy face while you tried to catch your papers. That’s when you saw a boy stepping in the cafe while lowering his umbrella and putting it in the basket that was specifically put there for that reason. He walked past by your table and headed towards the counter. You adjusted your papers and you went back to read. 

A few minutes passed by and you decided to use the bathroom. You were a bit worried about leaving your stuff on the table, as anyone could steal something. But what were you supposed to do when nature called you? You passed by the counter, almost bumping in the boy who was waiting for his order. You then noticed how tall and broad-shouldered he was. He had a warm scent of apple and cinnamon which reminded you of a fireplace and holidays. But there was also something cold about how he didn’t even flinch when a girl pushed him aside to get her coffee. He was just staring into space without even focusing on anything. 

You finally got into the restroom and when you were done, the door got stuck. You had to force it open and while you tried your best, the door’s lock cut your index finger. You tried to wash it in the sink but nothing really helped. Then you took a paper towel, tore it in half and wrapped it around your finger. You rushed out to get a bandage from your bag but to your surprise, the mysterious boy was sitting by your table. 

He looked calm and actually handsome as he sat so cooly not even bothered by anything.  “Excuse me?” you approached him and he turned his head in your direction. It was sort of creepy as he didn’t even blink. “Sorry, but there were no other empty chairs,” he said and as you looked around you saw he was right. The only empty space was by your table. Well, not anymore as he occupied that. “I see,” you said and without looking at him you sat down in your chair and started to look for a bandage. You finally found one and as you were struggling to get the bandage on the wound with one hand, the boy put down his coffee and reached out for your hand. The table was quite small so he didn’t have to reach too far. “Give me,” he said, taking the bandage away and then wrapping it around your wound. “Blood is precious, don’t let it go to waste,” he remarked it and his words made you confused, but then it clicked. “Oh, wait, are you a bio major?” you asked and he chuckled. “Yes, sort of. We can say that,” he said with a smile. His smile was really warm and made him look softer and younger. He didn’t seem so cold anymore. In fact, as he smiled, his eyes were really bright. But you couldn’t go past by the fact that how sharp his upper teeth were. But it was part of his charm. “Are you studying for your mid-terms?” he asked as he looked over your papers and books. “Yes, it’s one of the worst times of the semester, the other one is the finals,” you said with a sigh and he nodded. “It’s not easy… but hey Halloween is close so after mid-terms, I’m sure you will have time to enjoy this fun holiday,” he said it brightly. “Ah yes, I love Halloween. But I don’t have any plans for that day,” you shrugged. “What, really? Didn’t you hear about this party?” he said with a surprised expression on his face. It was the first time you saw him expressing something other than ‘cold handsome boy’ and ‘warm bright puppy’. He took out a flier from his coat’s pocket and folded it out for you. It was about a masquerade ball in the grand hall of your university. You actually saw a poster of it in the main building but you didn’t bother as you knew your friend would not come and you were not into fancy stuff. “I saw this, but I didn’t feel like going. I don’t have friends who would come with me, neither a proper dress nor a partner,” you confessed and he shook his head. “But it would be a shame to leave out something so cool and free like this just for those reasons. I will be there too, so at least you have me. Although we barely know each other, I’m sure in the coming up days prior to the event we can get on more friendlier terms. And the dress… I mean nothing too fancy. I’m sure many girls will be laid back and some might be a bit too revealing, but like who cares, everyone dresses as they want,” he said with enthusiasm in his voice and eyes.

You took a few seconds to think about his words. It was nice of him to look at the situation with an optimistic mind. He also wanted to become your friend, which was weird at first but he didn’t seem too troublesome. “Hm, I will think about it. It depends on how close we get in these days before Halloween,” you joked but he took it seriously. “Well I guess we have to start from the basics then,” he said while he reached out his hand again but now for a handshake. “I’m Kim Mingyu, a sophomore, kind of sorta bio majored, who can secretly rap, and actually cook really well. My favorite food is sundae, I love dogs, and one time one of my friends almost murdered me with a guitar,” he listed all these information with a playful tone in his voice. Based on these facts he seemed like a normal young boy. He was cute how he shared all this information about himself. You did the same thing and while you were saying your own information the two of you were still slowly shaking each other’s hands which made the situation funny and comfortable. 

Two weeks later

It was the day of the party and you were looking at your dress with a worried expression. It was a bit too fancy you felt like it. You went shopping with your friend (who refused to go to the ball) and she helped you pick out the dress. You didn’t show it to Mingyu yet, you wanted to make it a surprise. You carefully chose your mask as well, which was actually really beautiful. It was kind of expensive but after getting over all those horrible mid-terms, it wasn’t too bad to reward yourself. 

You and Mingyu got closer in the past days, but it was nothing too deep or serious. You just hung out a couple of times after classes and once you went to watch a movie. Nothing romantic, just comfortable early stages of a friendship so far. Sometimes you had weird feelings about him as he was too nice to be true. But he seemed to have a double personality where to strangers he acted cold and ignorant but with you, he was a totally sweet guy. It made you worried even more on the day of the ball. You didn’t know if he will show up or not. What if he just messed with you? It would have been bad because you started to like him and yeah… that dress was still really expensive.

Your friend drove you to the campus. It was after the sun went down so it was beautiful to see all the fairy lights hung up on the trees before the entrance of the building. You got out of the car and tried your best to walk in those horribly stiff shoes. Students were already gathered up but you noticed how Mingyu was mistaken. All of them looked super fancy in their clothes, some even dared to buy from expensive brands. You were a bit confused why people put this much effort into a simple masquerade ball. Even in high school students barely attended parties but now this time university students were filling up the place when other times they would be studying or working or going to frat parties. You decided to hush away all your concerns and just walk inside the grand hall. 

The university consisted of old and modern buildings. In one of the more classic buildings, that was built in a neo-gothic style, there was the grand hall where orientation days and graduations were held. You were stunned to see how much effort they put in decorating the hall and make it look like a fairytale forest. There were some fake trees positioned in the middle of the hall and they had cotton wool’s on top of some branches and hanging down from the high ceiling to resemble clouds. The main source of light came from the hung up fairy lights that reminded you of the stars on a dark night. But then there was also the DJ booth in the far end of the room where one of the college students was mixing classic Halloween songs like Michael Jackson’s Thriller and This is Halloween in Marilyn Manson’s version, making the whole place more spooky. 

Of course, the good old Halloween decorations couldn’t stay out. There were pumpkins, candles, paper bats, candies, witch hats placed all over the great hall. You really liked the place as it truly looked like how you would imagine a Halloween Masquerade party. Not to mention all the people who were hiding behind their masks, they looked mysterious but also fancy. 

But then the problem came. If Mingyu did come, how were you supposed to find him? You started to get into an inner conflict with yourself… should you call him or should he be the one to look for you first? But before you could make up your mind, your phone buzzed. It was Mingyu. “Meet me by the fountain”, he wrote it. 

You didn’t notice a fountain before so you decided to walk around and look for it. The plywood walls that were decorated with fake green climbing plants made you feel like you were in a maze as you cut your way through. People were dancing and chatting in almost every corner but you couldn’t recognize anyone. You started to feel out of place and you almost gave up on finding the fountain. However, as you passed one of the bigger fake trees and the paper bats that were hanging down from the branches, you noticed there was a big arch hidden away from the main dance floor. 

On the arch, there were roses wrapped around the iron. First, you thought they were fake but when you touched one of them, the spike cut your finger which made a wound that started to bleed. Though it wasn’t too serious, it still hurt. When you were trying to get the blood off from your finger you suddenly heard water running somewhere. When you looked behind the arch and a fake bush you finally noticed the fountain. It looked small but there was still freshwater shooting up from it. You realized someone was standing right next to it. 

You assumed it was a boy, with a cape on his shoulders. He had a mask on and was smelling a rose that he probably tore off from the arch. His pushed back hair was brown with silver highlights. He wore a fancy white long sleeved shirt with a red vest on it. Around his neck, a white lace scarf was wrapped which had an amulet in the middle. The outside color of the cape was black while the inside was bright red. A small chain was holding the two sides of the cape together which was hanging around his neck.

The first word that came to your mind was vampire. He looked like he time traveled there from the Victorian era where he might have been Dracula’s apprentice. When he noticed you, he smiled. His mask didn’t allow you to see his eyes but his smile was bright and his teeth were sharp. You knew it was Mingyu.

He approached you and when he stood in front of you, he raised his hands to lower your mask. But you stopped him. “It’s best to keep things a secret,” you said with a playful smile and he nodded. “Although, there was something I wanted to tell you, but maybe it’s better if I show it to you,” he said and for a moment your heart skipped a beat. But he only took your hands and started to slow dance with you to the beat of the music. 

The two of you slowly started to dance to the middle of the hall, joining other people on the floor. He was surprisingly a good dancer and although you didn’t have a clue about how to dance, his lead made your amateur job easier. After the song was over he pulled you to the side of the hall and sat down at a table that was facing the grand window of the hall. The two of you took off your masks so you could see better and started to get lost in the view of the campus that truly looked like a fairy garden with all the small lights and a few spooky looking lit up decorations like gnomes, witches, and pumpkins. 

What you didn’t notice though, was how after a minute his attention changed to you and he couldn’t take off his eyes from you.  “I said I wanted to show you something,” Mingyu suddenly spoke up and his voice made you shiver. “Oh, yes. But I thought you meant your great dancing skills,” you smiled but he shook his head. “That too, but there is something more important,” he said then he moved closer to you. First you thought he is going to kiss you, but instead his head moved towards your neck and when his lips touched your skin, the hair on your back stood up and got goosebumps all over your body. 

For a moment you closed your eyes and felt like you could put your whole life in Mingyu’s hands and you wouldn’t regret it for a moment. That is when you were ultimately charmed and hypnotized by the vampire boy. 

[katronautt]

" HEEEEEEEY BUDDY !! "

second part of remaking these two maxie oldies

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[bella-edward-cullen]

Do you have any headcanons about the Cullens :)?

Okay so I have a lot of these so imma go by character lol

EDWARD * Edward is obviously like super edgy especially before Bella * He definitely went to bars and poetry reading to sulk * The garage days for sure had some underground music * I think Emmett would play the guitar and Alice the tambourine jasper on drums and rose either singing or completely rejecting the band. * So Edward also knows how to play the electric piano. * Esme and Carlisle love listening to them even if some songs r terrible. * Edward has a diary no one can tell me otherwise * Someday after Bella and him r married and he’s busy with ness Bella definitely finds his diary * She is super nice about it and makes sure to never tell Emmett Bc he would never stop making fun of him. (It’s super embarrassing) * Edward loves to play with ness and take his family out on trips. * Jacob grows on Edward but there is some fights for sure * “I DONT WANT NESS ON A MOTORCYCLE” * “DUDE SHE CANT EVEN GET INJURED” * “I DONT CARE ITS NOT SAFE FOR HER” * He’s very overprotective * That’s it for Eddie boy

ROSE * She likes to go to big makeup stores. * Each town know her and Alice to be big spenders when they’re out shopping together * Emmett comes with to tell her how good she looks (he genuinely likes it) * She absolutely adores iPhone and could easily become a makeup YouTuber or instagramer * She loves to see everyone comment on how beautiful she is* She loves dressing ness up and buying her clothes * She teaches Ness to have a lot of self confidence * Boys always gawk at the family when they’re out together

EMMETT * Emmett just 100% goes with the flow of everything. * He for sure joined a fraternity at some point and rose hated it * All the sorority girls tried to get at him but he always refused and would show them rose* Rose often came made out with him and left just to mark her territory * All his frat brothers were hoping she would dump him so they could get a shot at her. * He wanted to major in medical science but once things started getting blood into them he had to switch majors. * Probably sports advertisement or something with sports * He’s a total dude bro * Rose definitely taught him how to do hair tho * He’s hella good at braiding and doing makeup for rose and Alice * He’s not ashamed of it at all * “Yes I do my girls hair. Can you even see her bro! I’d do anything to keep her happy” * That’s it for now lol

ALICE * Alice is basically an open book * After Edward and Bella’s wedding she decided she wanted to be a wedding planner for a while * And damn she is efficient * She still shops for the family including ness and jacob now * Jacob hates it but ness makes him wear it * Alice is still a big spender and loves all her nice things * She defiantly donates all her old clothes too (and her families even if they aren’t done with it) * She’s big on volunteer work and helping others. * She’s just a really good person honestly

Jasper!!! * Jasper loves Alice like a lot * He will tag along and do anything she asks * He brings her flowers all the time and gifts he thinks she will like. * He always try’s to surprise her but obviously it never works * They r like completely in love * Jasper tells ness stories about the war * Ness doesn’t really like them but she listens anyway * Jasper gets very passionate when talking about things he likes and went through * He makes sure everyone knows they’re worth it * He also trains super hard to wrestle Emmett and beat everyone in baseball

Renesmee * got her dad’s edginess when she was mentally a teenage * Defiantly rebelled but got away with nothing Bc come on look at her family * Jacob for sure helped her rebel * She went cliff diving once and Bella and Edward lost it * “REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME!!!” * “Mom dad chill seriously, no big deal” * Alice gets very bothered Bc she can’t see ness’s future * Ness loves that * She spends a lot of time with the pack and the Cullen’s r very on edge about it * Ness gets catcalled a lot * Like A LOT * and boys always try and get her number and jacob is always very mad about it * “Jacob chill out. It means nothing” * “Not me me Ness!” * He’s very sensitive. * Ness is extremely smart and invents things all the time. * Once she’s about adult age her and jacob get married and have some crazy kids * The Cullen’s r very excited to be grandparents. * Jacob and ness kinda brought down a lot of tension between the pack and the Cullen’s * They even got rid of the treaty line Bc they trusted them now after the whole volturi thing. * Ness was happy to be the peace bringer * In her rebellion times she may have eaten a person or two and everyone was mad. * She did it outside of town tho * The pack reamed her, jacob reamed her, her parents reamed her, the rest of the family reamed her* To say the least it was only one time. * She actually felt very bad about it and sulked like Edward. * The family eventually moved and jacob came with them * She has a very full and happy life like a normal teenage to adult girl * She eventually dies and the whole family is heartbroken * Jacob was too and soon died after her * It was a devastating loss after all those years.

Carlisle and esme * very happy with their new life * Bella and Ness really completed the family * Eventually someone else will join their coven again * Esme just loves to have her family grow * There isn’t many problems In the household when everyone is vegetarian * Esme defiantly goes to the hospitals Carlisle works at to mark her territory * All the nurses crush on Carlisle * Carlisle is too oblivious with his work to notice them* Carlisle is very emotional when someone dies in his hospital * Esme always comforts him* Sometimes ness does too

Bella * spends a lot of nights with Edward * They definitely finish their honeymoon at isle Esme after Ness is full grown * Sometimes Bella forgets Renesmee at Charlie’s * Charlie stop asking questions but knows something weird is happening* He still loves them no matter what * Bella snoops a lot and does a lot of research because she loves learning about her new world. * She often teaches Ness these things * She fights with Emmett a lot (playfully) and she wins everything within the first year but Emmett starts winning more in the second * Bella is very upset about this * Ness loves watching them fight * Ness challenges Emmett eventually and ness is actually quite strong * Emmett and Ness start wresting a lot more until Ness beats him once * Emmett was super impressed * Bella gets nervous every time she fights a vampire even though she is just as strong * Bella and Edward always try and protect her even when she is being rebellious * Rose Alice and Bella all get very close and often go out to brunch with ness. * Endless catcalls honestly * Bella still gets confused when it’s at her Bc she forgets that she is beautiful. * She always expects it at her family

Thanks for the ask and I’ll do more requests like this in this format if you guys want. My asks r always open ❤️ sorry it’s so long and has like a million typos lmao 😂

[lyrithim]

[Nurseydex] Room for Friction

Original prompt from @tinseltowncloud: I always love first kiss fic or slow realization fic. Or! Hurt/comfort! Like one of them gets injured in a game!! Especially now that they're roomies!! Sharing bathroom shenanigans! Getting to know as roomie shenanigans! Like figuring out alarms and when they shower and is music playing when they study or no or does one of the set up a study area in the basement & the other checks in on them?

Note: Reposting/deleting the original because asks are right-aligned in the blog’s theme, apparently. Either way, hope you enjoy reading this!

[Full Story on AO3]

Derek was not a morning person.

To be more precise, he had no great appreciation for what Will considers “mornings.”

He had known that Will was the sort of person who slept before eleven every day and then woke up at five o’clock in the morning, of course. In their sophomore year, he and Chowder would often sneak into Will’s dorm building to fetch Will for their usual round of LAX bro pranking, only to find Will curled up in a corner while his roommate—an electrical engineering major—glared like he wanted to throttle them with a robotic hand.

Now, fresh into the start of their third year, Derek’s mistake was that he assumed Will would adapt to life in a frat house: one of general disorder, held together by strange traditions and too many parties. What he forgot to take into consideration was Will’s extreme stubbornness in all things, including sleeping through Derek’s loudest music past midnight and waking up before most CS majors go to sleep. When Derek told him this break in routine was disturbing Derek’s poetry writing, Will had explained that his uncle drilled it into him when Will worked on his boat all those summers ago. He couldn’t help it. But Derek knew—Derek knew Will was just messing with him.

Derek had thought he could win this war of attrition by retaliating with an entire stock of pranks he had planned over the summer—highlights including an inflatable lobster Derek had hidden beneath his mattress—but when he was woken up at five a.m. to Katy Perry’s “Roar” for the eighth time, he had enough.

He rolled to the outer edge of his mattress as Will climbed down the ladder of their bunk bed.

“Dex,” he said.

“Hey,” Will said, cheerful—God, why was Will only cheerful pre-dawn? Was he some sort of psychic vampire, preying on the misery of sleep-deprived roommates? “I didn’t know you got up this early too.”

He was still smiling, that bastard.

“Come ’ere,” Derek murmured.

“What?”

“Need to tell you something,” Derek said, slightly louder this time.

“Really?” Will said, coming to Derek’s side. “Is it that you want to move out? Because, you know, I’d be more than happy to—”

Will, in his hubris, made the fatal mistake of extending his head into Derek’s bunk. And Derek, with the reflexes of a Division I ice hockey defenseman, rolled over and sprang on him.

The eventual end result was Will spread out across Derek’s bedsheets, his four limbs flailing uselessly by his sides as Derek locked his own arms and legs around Will’s torsos. It was quite undignified, for both of them, but especially for Derek. If anyone walked in, Derek’s image as the chillest of all bros would be forever ruined.

Then again, no one was up at five o’clock in the morning.

“You and me, bro,” Derek said, “we’re going to sleep together.”

Will was still too busy trying to escape to take a crack at that.

“Nurse, really?” he said, as he twisted and turned. Derek shifted side-to-side with it. It was a little like being rocked to sleep. “Goddammit! You can’t just—trap me here.”

Derek looked up from where his head was laid across Will’s chest and tried to telegraph murder.

“Chillax,” Derek commanded, because he had no chill left, “and go to sleep. I know you’ve got nothing till practice at ten. Go. To. Sleep.”

Will gave up eventually, and the looseness in Will’s muscles was a wonderful thing. He made an extremely comfortable pillow now: he smelled nice, and he was warm, and also soft despite all the muscles that should have made it harder for Derek to snuggle up against—

Derek woke up three hours later. Will was still beneath him. Derek was suddenly aware that both of them slept with only boxers on, and he felt the side of Will’s bare stomach pressed against his upper thigh.

Derek sat up and almost bumped his head against the top bunk. Will stared up, his arms loose by his head, his hair a mess—

“Good nap?” Will asked, his eyebrows arched. But he was blushing too, so he had no reason to feel superior.

“Fine,” Derek said, running his fingers through his hair. He had gone for “smooth and composed” and instead hit “voice-cracking teenage boy.” He cleared his throat. “Yours?”

“I,” and Will cleared his throat too. He sat up and looked away. “Yep.”

“I’m getting breakfast,” Derek said. “Downstairs.”

“Yep. I’ll—change up. Here.”

“Chill,” Derek said. Then he disentangled himself from his best friend while trying to minimize their points of physical contact. It didn’t work too well.

“Yep,” Will repeated, an octave higher.

Derek pulled on some pants and a shirt and fast-walked the hell out of there. As he reached the staircase though, he came to some of his senses and shouted, “Wake up at a reasonable time, Pointdexter!”

“Shut up,” was the call back.

They reached a compromise a week later, in which Will would release that godawful alarm at six-thirty each morning, and Derek would refrain from pulling Will into impromptu morning naps in their lower bunk.

[Rest of the Story on AO3]

[video1productions]

Webisodes that didn’t work (they’re not corporate)

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The following post Webisodes that didn’t work (they’re not corporate) was first published to: Chicago Video Production Services Blog

ReelSEO published a story written by Jonathan Mirow, founder of BroadbandVideo, Inc. Colorado’s premiere and most enduring video / new media company. A few years ago he launched six different web series, and all of them eventually failed. Now, he reflects on those web shows to understand what went wrong from a Chicago production companies perspective.

In late 2009 I began a series of live webcast shows – six to be exact all using the same format (host / hostess, topical discussion, audience interaction, social networking components, etc.) – we had a show on Venture Capitol with people skyping in from each coast (video production), we had a “Girl Talk” show, we had a movie review show, we had a biker show and finally even a show on Medical Marijuana. I killed ‘em all.

Why? After months of production, countless hours of site building, facebooking, tweeting, etc. they failed to gain any traction. To be fair, the motorcycle show won an Emmy in 2009 (www.kickstarttv.com) and had a small but VERY loyal Chicago production companies audience and I only killed it a few months ago after an almost 2.5 year run. The pot show did well, was purchased by a Medical Marijuana magazine in LA – which then ran into financial issues taking http://ift.tt/2vCORcH with it. (I still own the site and name if anybody is interested) BUT – what lessons were learned?

Here’s my take on “webisodes” – the VOD stuff has never proven to have any video production traction, and I believe that’s a function of TV guys trying to do the “same ol’ same ol’” but using flash instead of a network for distribution. This formula simply CAN’T work – the same way those silly flash “page flipping” versions of newspapers don’t work.

Remember DEN (The Digital Entertainment Network) of the late 90s early 00s? Of course not, they produced a series of Chicago production companies Animal-House like frat boy shows that came and went so fast they didn’t even say goodbye. They did some other stuff that was supposed to be edgy, but came off as simply stupid. Millions in cocaine bills later they folded like a house of cards taking high profile sponsors like Coke (hmmmm?) with them.

Since then – what has been produced by any major media company SPECIFICALLY for internet distribution that has even gotten half the traction of the 2 and 3 minute mash-mashes that hold the number one video production spots on YouTube? Nada, bubba. If I were Spielberg – I’d run for the latest dark watering hole in Hollywood and start sucking down Margaritas like Warren Zevon on a bad day if anybody even mentioned the term “webisode”. Remember the recent, much ballyhoo-d “Morning Show” on AOL.com called Daybreak? Neither does anyone else. You can’t take “TV” and stream it and expect anything to happen in the original space.

Now that we’ve got Hulu and Netflix – they’re both experimenting with original Chicago production companies programming, the key difference here being that they both already have huge aggregate audiences – maybe those folks will find their programming interesting in the same way AMC was able to Break Bad. I don’t think so, simply because of the difference in viewing habits between Hulu / NF and AMC – people go to watch old TV series on Hulu and current films they got tired of paying Comcast for on Netflix – they’re not in “discovery” mode, they already know what they want to watch, and they’re most likely going to go directly to that and watch it.

It’s all about immediate gratification (of course) so how DO you create original content that web people will find engaging? Got me – I think it’s some magic video production combination of live, talk-radio style programming (a la “The Stream” from our Middle Eastern Media Mavens) plus a dash of social-networking secret-sauce served up on a platter of fresh controversy in a niche-y environment that already has fans but can’t find a place to sit at the traditional media table.

If anybody has a couple of million burning a hole in their pocket we Chicago production companies can experiment and see what shakes out – if you don’t have any money, that’s OK too, just show up at the studio around 11pm because I’ve got an idea for a talk show featuring Vampires. Real, live Vampires. Guaranteed to suck out loud – but it certainly can’t be any worse in terms of audience than the current non-original fare being developed by the big kids.

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welcome to my yet another "series" called "remaking some of my old gifs because they look like sh*t and it's bothering me😁" first up is these two maxie oldies but i decided not to delete them because i like to see the progress i've made since i did those hehe

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