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hey so like I’m very new to the tumblr community. But I’ve been obsessing over fanfic writing (recession indicator btw) and like I would looooove advice. So please please please feel free to give me some tips about writing for different fandoms and how to get my work out there and such. ILY
You're a starry-eyed freshman who's whole life has been nothing but rules. However, college meant freedom.
During move in week you spend the first few days acclimating to campus life, you know the mundane things like showering with your sandals on and navigating your tiny closet. It wasn't until a couple of the girls on your floor you befriended started talking about this party that you realized how promising this new environment could be.
Upon hearing it your ears perked up. Not that you had never partied before, but this was new, and you were fully prepared to take full advantage of your situation.
So you and you spent that Thursday evening preparing for war. SigEp was the house on campus, and it was no laughing matter. You were only a freshman but already had plenty of knowledge on the kind of boys found behind the walls of the castle (or whatever they called that place).
Before you knew it, your new entourage stumbled into your dorm, decorated with glitter, swinging bottles of Svedka, and fierce spirits ablaze. It took no time at all before the lot of you were giggling obsessively. Then, after a final round of shots, the uber arrived. Your chateau.
You linked arms with one another and compliantly stepped into the vehicle, silly girls looking for silly trouble, with no regard for what's about to take place.
The drive was short, and while sitting atop your friend's lap in a vehicle pushing 60 in a 40, you come to the conclusion you may have overdone it at the pregame. Bu the minute the car comes to a halt, all that unsureness dissipates, leaving behind a vodka filled excitement that has your stomach turning and legs wobbling.
While practically falling out of your uber your eyes catch a glimpse fo the house, and see a Line out the door. Down and around the block, your breath hitched.
"Is it always this long?" You leaned over and murmured to your roommate, Ochaco.
"Momo said she knowns a guy, I wouldn't worry!" She chimes.
So filled with drunken fear, and painful excitement, you and your crew fumbled to the front of the line, where a loud boy with bright red hair called out to Momo.
She waved back and smiled, while they exchanged a few slurred words.
"Come in! Come in! Pledges are in the back passing out seltzers, or whatever the fuck. Todoroki is in charge of them tonight, he'll be excited to see you."
You hear some people huff behind you, regardless Momo giggles and gives her thanks.
The SigEp house was huge, the brothers called it the castle because it had 4 levels. There was also a funny victorian-esque quality to it as they had decorated the house with suits of armor and flags. However, at this moment, all you could see in front of you were sweaty bodies thumping around.
You stayed with your cohort, unsure of the atmosphere, loud music threatening your eardrums and beating your heart on command. Stained sofas and bright lights. Sticky floors attempted to twist your ankle as you stumbled around in awe.
The stench of sweat and tequila filled your nose while you surveyed the room, along with the bodies in it, until one catches your eye.
A tall man, blonde, wearing a black polo with some light blue shorts and flip-flops. He was huddled around some friends, with a discerning amount of boredom considering the current surroundings you found yourselves in. You couldn't help but admire his strong arms, muscular from working out you assumed. The you moved on to his legs, also tone and powerful looking, you wondered what they felt like under your hips. During your ogling, he looked up from his drink, and in a moment of weakness had caught you.
You locked eyes for a moment, before you smirked and turned away.
Little did you know your moves were being watched. Sharp, red eyes with calculating movement watched as your slender figure swayed with your friend. Processing the way your hair moved across your back.
After one too many bapples, and an ungodly amount of bong rips, Bakugou felt invincible. He know he has his pick of the litter when it comes to women. However most of them never made it past a drunken one night stand. He has yet to find one who he deems worthy enough, one that he can call his.
Although, in the moments you two shared eye contact he saw something vaguely familiar in your eyes. Something taunting that he wanted to learn more about. So he sought you out. Quick, pointed steps were taken while seemed to open a path leading directly towards you.
Meanwhile the drinks left your head buzzing and your hips loose. Your mini skirt was riding up in the back while you bounced around with Mina and Ochaco. Suddenly you felt something -- no someone press up behind you and your stomach dropped.
"Come with me, now." A rough voiced grumbled into your ear. You turned and realized it was him. Your stomach tightened in want. You both looked at eachother for a moment, analyzing eachothers features. You noted the blown out pupils in his eyes and the way his tongue slid across his lips as he awaited your response. He looked determined and sure, it made you fucking horny. You spun around, back to Ochaco and Mina, only to find them dancing with some other boys. Seeing as your friends were occupied, you slipped away with the boy.
He lead you away, up a staircase, through dark hallways and stuffy chambers, until you guys made it into what seemed like a bedroom. It was surprisingly clean for a fratboy's room. After you heard the door click shut you turned to face the boy, only to be assaulted by a pair of rough lips.
Your body keened at the contact, rough hands melted to your waist as he moved you toward the bed, bodies held close together. Your head was spinning from the alcohol, or was it him -- you weren't too sure.
You both crumbled on top of the mattress, kicking your shoes off in the process. He licked up your jaw, you let out a soft hum.
"I can see right through you. I know what you want, you'll have to work for it." He mused.
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