Terrible early 2000s stoner comedy AU called Weed College (a very dubious pun on Reed College in Portland, Oregon, where the story isn’t even set, probably). Details:
Argyle is a gentle soul who owns a head shop on the main drag of a college town. He lets his friend Eddie play music there sometimes, which proves to be a mistake when Eddie incurs the wrath of conservative Christian frat boy Jason by sabotaging his anti-abortion Christian haunted house on Halloween. Jason and his frat buddies vow to have the head shop closed down.
Jonathan, a stressed-out scholarship student, also works at the shop. He’s worried that his type-A longterm girlfriend Nancy will find out he smokes weed, and also that her douchey ex Steve, also Jason’s frat bro, is trying to persuade her to break up with him. Steve is trying to do this, in fact, and he does so by revealing in front of both of them that Jonathan smokes weed. Nancy is not impressed by this maneuver. She’s like, “Jonathan…I also smoke weed” and takes out a BIG JOINT. They embrace and Steve is moved. “May I try some weed?” he asks, and they say yes. The weed turns him all the way nice and they have a threesome. Also he defects and helps take down the frat.
Robin, a musically and linguistically talented lesbian who just started at college, abruptly goes from lonely closeted girl to (excuse my language) total pussy magnet. Her fun and flirty energy wreaks havoc on Jason’s frat’s sister house, because every girl gradually either wants to sleep with her or hang out with her or at least dress like her. She is literally just trying to study for her Russian final for most of the movie but life keeps happening.
Eddie finds out that Chrissy, Jason’s sweet girlfriend, is a total weirdo who feels stifled by all the conservative Christianity. They fall in love, which brings Jason’s rage to a fever pitch.
At one point, Argyle’s goth girlfriend Eden’s Mormon family visits, so she had to put on preppy girl drag and he has to disguise the head shop as an off-brand Hallmark Store.
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he lets you paint his nails | k. bakugou
> pairing: katsuki bakugou x reader
> word count: 995
> concept: college au (aged-up), established relationship, domesticity, gn reader, canon divergence
> summary: bakugou lets you paint his nails
> warning(s): smoking weed
> author’s note(s): so i'm noticing i prefer college au's because the idea of writing a high school pov is so funky monkey to me. also, this was inspired by art I saw on instagram, but I forgot the artist.
You love spending the day at Bakugou’s place.
When you first started the student-hero routine, you collaborated with Kaminari and Mina on when to schedule your patrols, so you could work with either of them. Unfortunately, Bakugou decided on an opposite schedule to his roommate, so he would only have to cross paths occasionally.
That meant whenever you were working, Bakugou was off. And when you were off, Bakugou was out of the apartment.
This weekend was different, though. He switched patrols with Kirishima, who needed his shift covered, and went home early.
He already knew you would be at his place. He asked you last night over the phone and then confirmed with Kaminari.
When he unlocked the door, the smell of weed knocked him back. He scrunched his nose in irritation, but it quickly died when he caught sight of you stirring something on the stove, swinging your hips to music in your head.
You turned around when he shut the door behind him, and you dropped your spoon. Your eyes were red and glazed over, but he could read the pleasant surprise on your face.
"Katsuki," you breathed, smiling. "You're home."
"It reeks in here." He frowned darkly, dropping his duffle bag and uniform next to the couch.
"You're usually not here to smell it," you confessed whimsically, unbothered. You go up to him and bring him into a tight hug. The type of hug you gave when you were inebriated and wanted to literally melt into him. He slowly eases into it. "You're not going on patrol?"
"I would have if I was assigned an area," he muttered. "Eiji needed me to cover another time for him, so he took this shift."
"Remind me to thank him later," he heard you mumble against him.
Bakugou chuckled softly, petting the back of your head. "You miss me or something?"
"Always, asshole." You pull away from him, but he keeps his arms around you. "You're reckless."
He glares at that. "What did you say?"
"Nothing," you say quickly, pecking his lips. "We're in Kami's room. Mina's here too."
"Goody," Bakugou remarks dryly, allowing you to drag him to Kaminari's room. The smell only got stronger the deeper you went into the apartment.
"Blasty boy is here!" Mina screeched when you showed up in the doorway. Kaminari was in the middle of a bong rip when his eyes met Bakugou's glare, and he choked.
Bakugou felt a brief sense of satisfaction as he watched Kaminari cough until tears ran down his cheeks.
"You're not supposed to be here," Kaminari wheezed out once he could speak.
"Why does the place smell dank?" Bakugou glared darkly.
"We do this every weekend. Chill out," you speak up, taking a spot on the ground next to Mina.
Every weekend? "How have I not smelled it?"
"Because your sense of smell isn't as impressive as you think." Mina giggles at your clap back as she takes the bong next.
"We were gonna smoke and then paint our nails," Mina tells him. Bakugou leans against the doorframe and glances at you, but you're preoccupied with choosing a color. "Can I paint your nails, 'Tsuki?"
"Not a chance, Pinky." He lowered himself next to you, nodded when you showed him your color, and wordlessly asked for his opinion. He looked over the options, a combination of the three of your collections, all scattered on the floor between them.
He picked a basic black and passed it to you, which you took with confusion.
"Can you do mine this color?" He could feel the rush of heat crawling up his neck when Kaminari and Mina began squawking at how soft he was for you.
You silence them with a look, which he's grateful for, and smile warmly.
"Of course. I'll paint yours, then mine." You shifted, facing him, and took his hand into your lap. "Oh, wait. I'm gonna take a rip first." You paused as you reached for the bong, glancing at Bakugou briefly to check for disapproval.
He smiled and gave you a wink, enjoying how your lips pulled back into a wider grin as you grabbed the bong by the neck.
He thought you looked pretty when you handled smoking like an expert. Even though he didn't smoke, he thought it was amusing when his friends got high. And when you got high, you laughed at everything, and Bakugou loved your laugh.
"So, when is the shift you're covering for Eiji?" You ask him after starting on his nails.
"Sometime next week," he mutters, although he probably should let Kaminari know too. "I think it's during one of your shifts."
"Oh, maybe we can pair up then," you smile, keeping your focus on his nail so close to your face that you're nearly cross-eyed. "Can I add some orange? I'll make it look nice."
"Whatever you want," he tells you, makes your chest swell.
It makes his stomach flip when he realizes how dainty your hands are compared to his, and he can feel his cheeks get warm. With his other hand, he brings it against your face and pulls you closer to press a kiss on your forehead.
"What was that for?" You laugh breathlessly. You feel his body shrug across from you.
"Felt like it."
Off to the side, Mina is pretending to show Kaminari a video on her phone, but she's really recording this sweet moment where you're painting Bakugou's nails.
Bakugou loves that you painted his nails. As the week begins and you two return to your everyday routines, Bakugou checks his nails constantly.
He's careful and makes sure the polish doesn't chip off. He checks for hangnails every hour and uses oil on his cuticles.
When he's in class, and it's been a while since he's seen you, he'll start rubbing the side of his index finger against the nail on his thumb. Something about feeling the smooth paint gives him relief.
(im definitely projecting, but i hope you enjoyed)
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I don't think we've ever had like Drunk drunk Marius. Like, he's had alcohol before in cards but he's somehow sober (I think, otherwise he just acts incredibly sober when drunk)
And I just imagine that he doesn't get drunk bc a) he has a high tolerance and b) he pretends to be sipping on some alcohol while not actually drinking any. Like everyone else is on their 4th glass or something and he's not even done with his 1st.
Why b? Because I'd just like to talk about the idea of Drunk marius being a sarcastic asshole to the point where he got banned from having more than 3 drinks at family functions.
(Last time he had more than three he insulted one of his uncle for having no art sense, told his cousin that she was the ugliest bitch he's ever seen and will never find a partner, then threw up all over some poor French von Hagen's newly made suit. the first two may have been deserved. the last one was not.)
I DONT THINK WE HAVE YEAH, though if im not mistaken, one of his MR audios is him drunk and he was a clingy drunk to mc. i cant remember which MR card this was tho orz
but this is making me lose it HELP. all the years of learning how to be a Respectable Von Hagen just go out the window past a certain amount of alcohol, poor thing.....or rather, everybody he insulted are the poor things kJBLKSJBFLSDBF
i myself like to think that marius has a pretty solid alcohol tolerance. of course, it depends on what hes drinking but also. he was an art student in florence. ive never been to florence but i was an art (creative writing) student once and the AMOUNTS of alcohol that would be drunk at parties and get togethers, my god......so in my eyes, marius can hold his drink pretty well
but i assume he doesnt like ever getting drunk at business functions in general. too much risk, 0 reward. he leaves the fun drinking times to when hes having a get together with the nxx team
and once hes drunk he can dunk on vyn non stop until vyn nearly tries to strangle him
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