Bonus: Dancing-Borg-Perfection

Glorious potent cocktails, lots of 80s and 90s music, and killer food. Made for a fun evening. Including a reunion themed banquet and Romy and Michele's apartment.

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college. acadamia. higher learning. better known as chugging a redbull and crying over your keyboard as you type out the essay you’ve had 3 months to work on a week before it’s due. it is a personal favorite au of mine, and once i think is very common in the harry potter fandom! 

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how can i participate? 

-send in asks with your own headcanons, or ideas about college!aus. what major is your favorite character? who is a frat boy? who’s the really quiet kid in class that looks like they’re playing attention but is actually playing sims 2? 

-submit links to your favorite fanart or fanfiction that feature this trope! i’ll go and reblog them to give them some extra love!

-if you’d like to write something on the topic, tag me in with @thoseofgreatambition in the body of the text so that i’m able to see it!

Peters hands would be all over you, he felt like he needed to touch every inch of you and you didn’t mind. You wanted him everywhere, if you could die drowning in him, then that’s how you wanna go. “Fuck Peter” you’d moan when his lips attach to your nipple, sucking and licking the hard bud. He always knew what you wanted.

He was so close. His mouth on your breast and the rest of him pressed to the length of your body. The two of you were smooshed in your childhood twin bed, you were visiting your family for the Fourth of July. You were actually supposed to be watching your 6 year old brother but he was downstairs completely entranced by Aladdin and his chicken nuggets.

“I need to fuck you” Peter would moan before shoving down his shorts and thrusting into you. You squeal at how good he feels inside of you, stretching you. Peters hand comes down over your mouth, “you gotta be quiet baby” he’d warm.

Each thrust has your head swirling, pleasure surging though you. You couldn’t focus on anything beside Peter....until your bedroom door swings open.

“Y/N are you okay?!” Your little brother screams, holding his chicken nugget like a weapon. “Oh my god! I’m fine, I’m fine. Close the door!” You call out, doing your best to cover yourselves. Peter is just sitting in shock and you smack his arm to spurr him into action. “Get dressed” You sigh. “Your Dad is gonna murder me” Peter whispers to himself and even though you were upset you couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s gonna be fine, come on” you tell him and he follows you downstairs.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I know I’m supposed to knock but I heard you scream! I just wanted to protect you.” Your little brother says when he sees you and Peter come down the stairs. You smile and feel a tug at your heart strings, he could be annoying but your little brother truly was your heart. “It’s okay Y/B/N, thank you. But I’m okay” you spoke softly and give him a hug. “Then why were you screaming?” He presses and you wince. You’d hope he’d drop the subject. “It was a good scream, like the kind when you ride on a roller coaster” you try to explain as vaguely as possible. “Yeah, but you weren’t on a rollercoaster” he points out, and now his eyebrows are furrowing in thought. You know he isn’t going let it go.

Your brother motions for you bend down so he can whisper to you. “Was Peter hurting you? I’ll beat him up and call the police. You can tell me Y/N” and you laugh again. “No baby bro, he wasn’t” you ensure him and nods. “Okay because my teacher said domestic violence is a big issue in our society” Now it’s Peters turn to furrow his brows.

“I’m just gonna tell him” Peter throws his hands up and you shake your head. “He isn’t ready for that yet-“ you start but he cuts you off. “I’m Spiderman, and I had just told Y/N that’s why she screamed. So I need to you keep this a secret. And what you saw earlier” Peter speaks and you can’t believe he just told a six year old he was Spiderman. Your brother is staring at his with wide eyes. “No way!” He exclaims and Peter nods.

He walks over to a wall and climbs up the ceiling, crawling so he’s hanging upside down directly in front of your brother.

“So, our little secret; okay?”

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in which lovie is sick and stressed from uni at one in the morning and harry finds her hyperventilating.

in which harry just really likes helping plan his wedding and his friends are teasing a drunk, pouty h.

in which lovie wears h’s sweater to dinner and harry can’t think of anything more beautiful.

in which all harry has ever known is being a prince, but he still doesn’t think he’s cut out for the job.

in which she never comes home one night.

in which harry and lovie are best friends who are in love and he arrives at her doorstep at two am.

in which she patches him up and he just wants her close.

in which harry stands her up?

in which harry fucks up and is given the silent treatment.

in which harry wants kids and she doesn’t.

in which harry is a doting husband to his pregnant wife.

in which a little kid has a crush on lovie and harry’s not happy about the lack of attention he’s getting.

in which harry hates needles, especially when they’re going in his little angel.

in which her day was shit but she finds his sweater. another one where she has a bad day.

in which lovie passes out at a fair.

even if it’s momentary continuations:

in which harry is constantly worrying about his lovie after her accident and broken leg.

in which he’s extremely protective of her while she’s still in the hospital.

in which harry falls more and more in love with his girlf—wife—when he sees her dancing with ruby.

in which she can’t stop complimenting him and he can’t stop blushing.

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