#uni fic

[spoiledcarmen]

Sexy Boy

Pair:Sexy boy!Connor Kent x Reader

Tags:Connor/Kon-El headcanons lol… hes a himbo(?) in this, not much dialogue; this is also supposed to be set college/uni sooooo. fluff/slight angst

Summary:Sexy boy!Connor can’t stop teasing his classmate.

Authors Note: this is so heavily inspired by sexy boy by air. i listened to it on repeat while writing this.

Sexy boy!Connor who has no idea that you stare ogle at him during lectures

Sexy boy!Connor who shares his notes with you

Sexy boy!Connor who puts your name on the presentation even when you haven’t done anything

Sexy boy!Connor who smiles at you whenever you see him, anywhere and everywhere

Sexy boy!Connor who picks up your books whenever you trip and drop them

Sexy boy!Connor who asks if you’re okay

Sexy boy!Connor who brings you snacks from the vending machine whenever he sees you at the library late at night

Sexy boy!Connor who helps you study for the upcoming quiz

Sexy boy!Connor who catches you taking a peak whenever his shirt rides up a little too high when he’s stretching

Sexy boy!Connor who smirks at you after you’ve been caught

Sexy boy!Connor who asks if you wanna go to a party his frats hosting

Sexy boy!Connor who lets you take a hit from his nic

Sexy boy!Connor who doesn’t let you get too drunk

Sexy boy!Connor who lets you stay whenever a brother yells “if you’re not a brother or with a brother, get out!” at a frat party

Sexy boy!Connor who convinces you to spend the night with him (you didn’t need much convincing)

Sexy boy!Connor who agrees to cuddle, just for “netflix n chill”

Sexy boy!Connor who sleeps in your arms

Sexy boy!Connor who just looks so-sexy when he dozes off

Sexy boy!Connor who’s gone when you wake up in his bed

Sexy boy!Connor who doesn’t seem to remember the night before

Sexy boy!Connor who tells you he doesn’t like you that way

Sexy boy!Connor who tells you that you can’t be in a relationship cause he’s not ‘ready yet’

[driftwooddestiel]

EVIL uni fic bob: i respect & understand asthma

[temporaryuniverse-writing]

The Burdens We Carry/The Burdens We Share

Bragging rights for my @wipbigbang fics!

Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy Pairings: None Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Graphic Violence Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Qui-Gon Jinn Summary: It was supposed to be an easy mission. Overseeing the admittance of a peaceful farming world like Korthill into the Republic wasn't supposed to end with them injured and running for their lives. But as soon as he set foot on the planet, Qui-Gon knew that Korthill was a lot less peaceful than they had been led to believe. Obi-Wan's visions seemed to agree. Now, he and Obi-Wan must uncover the secrets Korthill is hiding, before their 'easy mission' turns lethal.

read on ao3... When I Started: March 2nd, 2019 How I Lost My Shit: This fic has been picked up and put down over and over for the better part of six years. It's gone through three different rewrites, multiple rounds of edits, and at one point, I got so frustrated with it that I put it down for two years and didn't touch it again. How I Finished My Shit: TBWC was done, and TBWS was halfway done when I joined the bang. They both needed so many revisions, and the combination of deadline panic and sprinting with other people trying to finish their shit got it done! Thank you, WIP Big Bang!

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Snippet:

As the palace speeder came into view, Obi-Wan faltered at his side. Concerned, Qui-Gon glanced down at him, but his Padawan was already shaking his head and falling back into step with him. Still, a worried furrow creased his brow.

“Obi-Wan?” he asked, sending a questioning probe down their training bond. Obi-Wan looked up at him.

“It’s nothing, Master. An impression, really. I sensed… fire. And death.” He frowned at some distant point, his gaze unfocused, his voice quiet so that Derwinn wouldn’t overhear. “I’m sorry, Master, there’s nothing more specific. Just a bad feeling.”

“Of the future?”

“Yes, Master. I believe so.”

[bangtansficrec]

hello, I really love your ficrecs and your blog!!! I was wondering if you had any long yoonkook, yoonseok, taekook and namjin college aus ? thank you so much :] !!

hi anon, how's it goin' ! mmm first you could check out my college au tag, it's full of college aus with the ships you talked about! actually, i think a lot of my fave (long) college aus are in there. i will find some other long ones for you though.

ღ how to talk to other humans (and other valuable life skills) by drawingspaces {E, taekook, 148,3k}

[psst that one is really good and also really long check it out!!!]

ღ cactus boy by cowntdown {G, yoonseok/sope, 89,9k} 

ღ if you love me won't you say something by 777335 {E, yoonkook, 102,2k}

ღ Meet Me After Dark by orphan_account {M, taekook, 58,3k}

ღ Keep your pencil on my skin by Gulubo {NR, taekook, 74,9k}

ღ Beta Tau Sigma by bazooka {M, sope, 123,2k}

[bamboogood]

klance uni fic idea with singer keith!!

imagine a uni fic where lance, pidge, and hunk go out for the night and they come across this tea house and there's live music and there's this badass guy singing and lance dies because "fuck he's so sexy" and someone tells him this guy also goes to his school and he dies again!! ... also they become boyfriends..... and the guy is keith 👁

[sunflwrhs]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

the other half of it all

Louis is brash and loud, and has tattoos that tell stories. Louis is a glass full of contempt and drinks to forget that control isn’t in the palm of his hand. Harry is seemingly soft with dark corners, tattoos hidden to not say too much. Harry has seen alcohol at it’s worse. Their lives cross in the most ironic ways.

[captive-demigoddess]

I’ll See You After Class- Chapter 6!

New chapter of my fic is up! Read it here!

Fic Summary: Only child Arya, grows up in the foster system, goes to Uni and finds her childhood friend, Gendry is a professor at her Uni, and let’s just say they’ve both grown up a lot.

[unikornavenger]

I Don’t Want to be You Anymore

Pairing: Platonic/Romantic LAMP

Warnings: Body negativity, language (idk tell me to add)

A/N: This is sort of a vent fic? Idk this is my first fanfic I’m posting on Tumblr and I wrote it quickly listening to Billie Eilish past midnight. And I’m very tired and this is bad and I apologize.

@ethospathoslogan who actually wanted to read this shit

Alright, onward with the story!

Roman was used to feeling this way. Hating every aspect of himself was a familiar feeling. His stomach stuck out too far, his face seemed rounder than the other sides’ faces looked; he simply found himself far less attractive than all the others.

Patton had a fatherly charm always surrounding him. Virgil had a magical endearing quality about him. Logan had a pleasant mysterious vibe around him.

Roman was a dirty rock compared to them.

He appreciated how Virgil tried and failed to convincd him that they all had the same body, but Roman could never believe him.

He no longer wanted to listen to the anxious side’s lies.

On this particular Wednesday afternoon, Roman was preparing for a Sanders Sides shoot. He checked his reflection in his grand mirror and sighed at how his utterly disgusting face stared back at him.

The creative side swallowed as he pressed a hand to his large stomach. Roman wished to send it away with all his might, but to no avail.

Aggravated, he screamed, “I don’t want to be you anymore!” at his stupid face. He slowly approached the mirror blinded by rage.

Roman wanted to break it into shards. That way he would never have to see his horrible face ever again.

“Princey!” He heard as something caught his fist.

Whipping around quickly, he found himself face-to-face with Virgil. Concern that he didn’t deserve swirled in the hoodie-clad’s eyes.

He embarrassingly lost it. Roman, the apparently not-so-strong Prince, dropped to his knees in sorrow. Tears brimmed his eyes that he forced not to fall.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” he repeated.

He was faintly aware of a hand being pressed against his back. “Why are you apologizing?” The words were surprisingly soft considering they were exiting Virgil’s mouth. It usually spewed out lies and strings of curses, against Patton’s liking.

“I’m so fucking ugly and I don’t, I don’t deserve to be Thomas’ side. And, and-“

“That’s bullshit and you know it.”

A wet laugh mixed with a growl was muffled by Roman’s hands covering his face as it escaped. “You’re lying. Just like you, you always d-do to make, to make me feel better.”

“He’s not lying, you know.” Roman’s tear-streaked face peeked out from behind his hands, so he could see Logan standing in his doorway with his arms crossed. “You are in no way large, besides your personality, if that’s what you’re concerned about. And even if you were, no one here would care or judge you.” He paused, “Of course, if your weight became unhealthy, I would then politely intervene. Which then all of us would help you jump over that hurdle.”

Before Roman had the chance to respond, Virgil jumped in. “We would never stop loving you, Princey.”

“Really?”

“Well, of course.” Logan answered.

Virgil used his thumb to remove a tear rolling down Roman’s face. “You will always be our strong, lovely, handsome Prince. No matter what.”