#fratau

[i08ren]

fratjo that likes being called good boy, nerdjo that likes being called daddy...

decisions decisions

[butter3drainbows]

BUTTERED THOUGHTS...

Formaggio and Illuso in denial that Ghiaccio ranks above them as the hottest member in the fraternity after Melone posted a poll on social media.

Melone: So, we have Risotto at the number one spot, no surprise there, taking almost half of the campus votes and next to him is...

Illuso: It's me. I can feel it. It's definitely going to be me.

Formaggio: Pshh you don't even socialize that much. How many girls in this campus do you even think know who you are? 🙄

Illuso: Hey! I'm trying give off the mysterious vibe. Ladies dig that.😏✨

Melone: Ohhh well this is a nice surprise.

Illuso: Nice surprise how?

Formaggio: Spill it beancake.

Melone: Apparently, our little freshman grabbed the number two spot. Didn't know he had it in him.

Illuso/Formaggio:.... What??

Melone: Yep. 32% voted for our very own ice gremlin.

👀 👀 👀

Illuso:...Noooo 😦

Melone: It's true.

Fornaggio: Noooo 😦😦😦

Melone: I can show you the-

Formaggio: Are we talking about the same person?

Melone: *nods*

Formaggio: Ghiaccio? On the number two spot on the hottest guy in this fraternity?

Melone: Yep

Illuso: Ghiaccio? Our Ghiaccio?

Melone: I'm pretty sure there's only one person in this campus named after literal ice.

Illuso: La Squadra Ghiacco? That Ghiaccio? *points to Ghia in the distance glaring at a group of giggling girls passing by*

Melone: Yuh huh.

Illuso: Wha-? Ho-?😵😵😵

Formaggio:....This can't be right. I want another poll.

Melone: Why are you both so surprised. He can be very charming when he wants to.

Formaggio/Illuso: When??

[i08ren]

I LOVE TO GET 2 ON ... 七海 (preview)

in which you find yourself twisted in a web of broken memories, two twin brothers and drunken night that should've never happened in the first place.

info. kento is the older twin, kenji is the younger twin. kento majors in business and is also apart of the same frat kenji is in but is the treasurer, whilst kenji majors in sports science and is apart of jujutsu tech's basketball team. kenji has a mullet whilst kento has his normal combover haircut.

notes. i don't even know if i'm going to finish this but let me know your thoughts on this take. kenji might be a little ooc considering he's lowk the exact opposite of his brother but they do share some elements.

you're fucked.

and you don't believe you've been this fucked since freshman year when you got your period during o week and had blood bleeding through your one of two white bed sheets on toga night. you even shiver at the memory, refusing to let the embarrassment engulf you yet again.

so what could possibly be worse than that you ask?

you slept with nanami kenji last night, at his frats party celebrating their first win of the season. now, don't get it wrong. when kenji had fucked you he fucked you good, had you seeing stars and calling him the 'd' word that you've never ever uttered to anyone else. not even toji, who was arguably and quite literally the most daddiest one in the frat.

your hands run themselves over your face as you look at your reflection in the mirror, disappointed yet satisfied with yourself. you didn't even know how pent up you'd been until after what's said was done. your eyes drift to the marks that grace your neck and clavicle, painful memories of the man you had spent the night with. it's not until you look down that you realize, sometime through the night, he'd given you hickies shaped in the letter 'K' under your belly button.

motherfucker.

"NANAMI KENJI?!" shoko yelled, eyes popping out of their sockets once you'd relayed the news to her over coffee after your first class, shame wrapping around you like a prickly blanket. "yeah, unfortunately." you scoffed, taking a sip of your much needed caffeine dose especially after the night you'd had. "you guys literally hate each other. wasn't he the one who announced you had your period on the mic during o week?" your teeth tighten at her sentence. that's fucking right.

"don't remind me, i've only just managed to get over it last year." shoko gives you a look of pity before patting your shoulder. "was it good at least?" nothing could compare to the look of pure disgust you had on your face, shoving your friend off to the side before groaning. whilst shoko laughed judgmentally on your side, the memories of the night before washed over you like a prickly blanket.

it'd be a lie to say you hadn't remembered a single thing that happened, although you do wished none of it had. you remember his hands on your waist, yanking you towards him to pull you into the nastiest kiss you've ever had. teeth clashing as your tongue fought his for control, the taste of jungle punch drowning your taste buds. his blonde strands are weaved between your fingers and you grip as though it's the only thing keeping you stationed on this earth. the feeling of his hands clenching your ribcage made your brain short circuit and gave him the upper hand, gasping when you feel his presence even more than before.

when you pull away for a breath of air, a string of saliva is the only thing that keeps you attached to him. both of your chests are heaving up and down, identical shivers run up your spines as the tension becomes far more charged between you both. "wanna go upstairs? i'll show you what you've been missing out on." that same cocky smirk on his lips is the icing on the cake for you, so hesitantly you nod, allowing his much larger hand to take yours and pull you upstairs.

you refuse to ponder on what happened after that, annoyed and frustrated with yourself that you let such a thing happen consciously. "we better get going, we've got our biology class in like 15 minutes." shoko only nods before gathering her stuff whilst you do the same, only interrupted by a deep voice. "excuse me." looking up your eyes strain as your blinded by the sun, a hand instantly flying over your face to shade your sight.

the blonde hair is what catches your attention at first, alongside the browline glasses that frame the hazel eyes behind the lenses. his hair is styled as it usually is, slicked back combover with not a single fly away. "i believe we need to have a chat." his clipped tone makes goosebumps arise on your skin. you look to shoko first who just shrugs in return, raising her brows towards him. you nod before you even think, standing to your full height to walk beside the man.

he takes you under the cherry blossoms and offers you a seat on the bench before he settles next to you. "well," his voice rumbles in his chest. "i think it's only best that we talk about what happened last night." your head throbs once it's mentioned. "pardon?"

kento turns to face you fully, not a sense of humor in his features. "we slept together."

[crqziess]

✩ - INTRODUCING . . . fratboy!matt

best paired with troublemaker!reader

[sheithfictioncatalogue]

I know you already posted a college/university list....but do you have any where one of them is in a fraternity?? I can't get enough of frat au sheith

K-O - hibiscus_tea (@vers-shiro)

4k. (Explicit) Contains: nsfw content

They hook up at a Halloween party.

a shot at love - fratboyshiro (minsazucar) (@fratboyshiro)

2k. (Teen)

“I’m gonna do it Matt,” Shiro smiled, just on the edge of too sharp. “I’m gonna woo him in time for Valentine’s Day. The ultimate commercialized expression of true romance.”

Matt laughed. “Don’t get all philosophical on me man.”

But he wasn’t focused on Matt anymore. No, he was already several pages into his mental plan to woo Keith in time for a Valentine’s Day confession.

oh, baby we’ve got smoke in our lungs - amaanogawa (@amaanogawa)

7k. (Explicit) Contains: nsfw content

“But that’s also precisely why Keith is terrified of Shiro- because he brings coffee in the morning and he loves the stars and has a few broken edges himself, but is nevertheless strong and brave and good.

It’s a potent recipe for disaster.”

Monochromitia - princesitka (@princesitka)

4k. (Teen)

Shiro is a frat boy who’s never really given much thought to the fact he hasn’t seen color before, doesn’t mind it really.

Until he sees the solo cup from across the room while doing a keg stand.

And the beautiful purple eyes of the boy holding it.

Say You Won’t Let Go - Fearless_Leo @nongenderedshark

5k.  (Explicit) Contains: nsfw content

The lifelong tale of two college boys.

- Monx

[destiel-love-forever]

Infinity

http://archiveofourown.org/works/6380767/chapters/14612386

Hey you guys!! I wrote a new fic that I hope you will all check out. It’s been a while since I’ve had any inspiration and it feels really good to be writing again. Now that I have this new found kick in me I’m also taking prompts again. let me have em && check out the fic on archive if you want!!

[incendir]

something

[incendir]

the thing kyungsoo takes chanyeol and baekhyun to is an ice cream social on the lawn of the communications building. it's just after the sun sets, the sky getting into a dark blue, and there are fairy lights set up around the green, over the tables holding the soft-serve machines. 

it's supposedly held for all the frats, with the one for sororities having already been held earlier in the afternoon, and for some reason, chanyeol feels nervous and he looks down to see baekhyun's expression mirroring his as kyungsoo leads them through the loose crowd.

chanyeol's roommate has clearly spotted someone, and someone turns out to expectedly be kim minseok and chanyeol is not sweating--chanyeol is not sweating (he wipes his palms hastily against his jeans). 

until now, for the few days chanyeol has been here, he's only seen kim minseok a total of twice. once, during orientation, when chanyeol's group leader was leading them through the chapel plaza and kim minseok waved to them, one hand around and iced americano and the other hand against his girlfriend's hip. the second time was just yesterday, in one of the dining halls, and kim minseok was surrounded by no less than three really, really, really fucking hot girls in addition to his girlfriend, with all of them laughing at something he'd clearly just said. 

all of those times, minseok was dressed in perfectly pressed dark jeans and a white wifebeater under a collared shirt, sleeves rolled up. today, though, it's all exchanged for khaki shorts and a long-sleeved t-shirt with the fraternity insignia emblazoned right over the chest. 

"kyungsoo-ah," minseok says, face brightening as he waves kyungsoo over, free arm that isn't wrapped around his girlfriend's waist taking kyungsoo into a half-hug. 

minseok's girlfriend, the infamous and attractive chinese student who chanyeol and baekhyun were told about by nearly everyone in the freshman boys' dorm just because, is wearing her own sorority's t-shirt--sleeves ripped off, collar cut off and deepened until chanyeol has to actively resist staring at the beginning dip of cleavage, and the hem rolled up and tied to showcase her pale, flat stomach. 

her tiny denim shorts are also unbuttoned and rolled down low enough that chanyeol can see the waistband of something lacy and pink. 

"finished chem early," kyungsoo says as minseok's girlfriend also wraps one of her thin arms around him cheerily. "also--brought my roommate and his friend. they actually wanna join a frat, unlike me."

and when minseok and his girlfriend turn their eyes to chanyeol and baekhyun, chanyeol is 100% sure that baekhyun squeaks. or that could have been chanyeol. he's not certain. 

"hi," minseok holds his hand out, flashing something of a professional smile--extremely frat-boy and deceptively welcoming (but chanyeol is somehow a little relaxed by how it's not just teeth, there're gums and cheeks and it's not so threatening). "what's your name?"

chanyeol takes the hand and bows a full ninety degrees before saying, "park chanyeol," in a voice that's probably a little too loud and a little too eager.

baekhyun has his turn, bowing possibly even lower than chanyeol, and chanyeol can feel baekhyun also hold out a relieved breath when minseok's girlfriend doesn't offer to shake their hands. he might actually combust if he touches her. 

"oh," minseok says, squeezing his girlfriend's hip suddenly, and her pretty eyes crinkle into a smile that makes chanyeol feel extremely faint, "this is my girlfriend. luhan."

"i really hope you guys'll join minseokie's house," she says, blinking those eyes, one thin hand lightly patting minseok's chest. "you two look like a good fit for it."

chanyeol swallows, tries to look around to find kyungsoo but his roommate has already wandered off for one of the free sundaes. okay. so he and baekhyun are on their own. "um," baekhyun says helplessly.

"there's a party next friday," minseok says, "you guys should come. check out the house. we'll hang out, it'll be fun. i like to get to know my boys before i initiate them."

chanyeol opens his mouth. closes it. opens it again. "i--we--yeah--i--okay--we'll--yeah, okay--be there--yeah. yeah."

"yeah," baekhyun echoes. 

"yay," luhan says, just as kyungsoo comes back holding a sundae larger than his own head. he offers some to chanyeol who refuses point-blank because this is not the right time for ice cream can't kyungsoo see that.

"you coming?" minseok directs to kyungsoo. the freshman raises his eyebrows. "party," minseok explains. "next friday. your roommate and his friend just said yes. you should come too, kyungsoo-ah."

"if i finish my homework," kyungsoo shrugs. he glances at luhan. "noona, you're TF-ing for chem, right? can you help me later?"

"'course," luhan agrees brightly, reaching out to either pat kyungsoo's head or squeeze his cheek but either way kyungsoo nearly slices off her hand with his plastic ice cream spoon. she pouts. 

the savior of the evening, however, turns out to be another crowd of overtly eager freshmen who want to get their names known by minseok and he waves at kyungsoo apologetically before walking off with his arm still around luhan's waist, fingers now hooked lazily against the waistband of her shorts, to meet the other possible new members.

beside him, chanyeol hears baekhyun deflate.

"okay," baekhyun says, sounding tired and resigned but determined. "we're joining a frat."

chanyeol rubs at his own eyes. "fuck," he moans. "fuck, she's so hot."

"i saved the cherry for you, roomie," kyungsoo says, holding his sundae bowl up to chanyeol's face.