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05/05/24
"You’re a defiant act
of creation. You’re a whole
solar system pretending to be
a person."
- Elisabeth Hewer; Wishing For Birds, "World Inside Expanding"
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bobfloydsbabe · 4 months
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dirty mind | eccentric professor!bob floyd x oc
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a gold rush fic
SUMMARY: Imogen learns something new about Professor Bob.
WARNINGS: suggestive language, allusions to smut, age gap (mid 20s/late 30s), power imbalance. strictly 18+/minors dni
WORD COUNT: ~ 1k
PROFESSOR BOB MASTERLIST
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SPECIAL THANKS to @ryebecca who sent this delicious prompt. It took on a life of its own, so I hope it's okay that I posted it separately. Your love for Eccentric Professor Bob is one of my favorite things about working on this AU, and I know I can always talk to you about him. You see and understand the vision. Enjoy ✨
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She runs her fingers along the book spines in his home office, so much more neatly organized than the ones on campus. She’s impressed.
“What are you doing?”
She glances over her shoulder and finds the professor leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed in front of him. Behind him, the house is dark and quiet. Only a faint beam of moonlight hits the wall near the staircase.
Smiling to herself, she refocuses her attention on the books. “Browsing.”
Illuminated by the lamp on his desk, she can make out several titles that she knows and loves. Fiction mixed with historical texts, old dissertations from former students that send a pang of jealousy through her, and a small section of books he’s written himself.
His footsteps sound behind her as he draws nearer. “It’s not a bookstore,” he tells her, voice still rough from sleep. “Or a library.”
Casting another glance over her shoulder, he’s now leaning against his desk, watching her. He’s only wearing boxers, and the lamplight makes his chest look even broader and more defined.
“I know. No bookstore or library would be caught dead with disorganized shelves like these.”
“They’re organized,” he argues, but she hears the lilt of teasing in his tone.
“Method to the madness,” she agrees for the sake of peace. “If it makes sense to y–no way!”
Through his rumbling chuckle, she pulls the book out and opens to the title page.
She spins around to face him so fast she feels a little dizzy and Bob has to reach out to stabilize her. “You okay?”
“Am I okay? You have a first edition of Fanny Hill. Of course I’m not okay.”
She holds the fragile book in her hands, flipping through the pages as gently as she can, so she won’t damage it further. It’s from 1748 after all, and she tries not to judge him for not storing it properly. As a history professor who works with texts even older than this, he should know better.
“Must’ve cost you a fortune,” she mutters to herself, turning to the bookcase again to put it back, only for her eye to catch sight of another familiar title. “Is Lady Chatterley’s Lover also a first edition?”
“I believe so.”
She scans the entire shelf and finds only novels in a similar genre, and she suddenly feels hot all over at the knowledge that he’s read these books and enjoyed them enough to get first editions.
As if sensing the change in the atmosphere, Bob comes up behind her, chest flush with her back. Sweeping her hair to the side, his fingertips graze her skin. He leans down and places the lightest kiss to her neck, and a shiver runs down her spine, breath hitching at the sensation.
“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”
His hand travels down her body. The dip of her waist, the width of her hips, and the bare skin of her thighs. Her whole body’s on fire. He’s everywhere, low voice stirring something deep inside her.
As his hand trails up her skin, he inches toward her inner thighs where she’s sensitive and the wet patch in her panties should embarrass her, but it doesn’t.
“Tell me,” he whispers, breath tickling her ear.
She stifles the whine rising in her throat, willing it away. “Who knew you were hiding such a dirty mind.”
He chuckles against her skin, and his hand reaches the edge of her panties. “Baby,” he whispers, “I’m hiding so much more than a dirty mind.”
His other hand presses against her stomach, pushing her against him and his hard chest. She tries to rub her thighs together, but his hand there keeps them open. His fingers skim across her clothed clit, making her squirm in his embrace.
“Oh, you’re desperate for it, aren’t you, baby?”
She wants to say no. She wants to tell him to fuck off, try to convince him she’s playing a game, and he can’t reduce her to a stuttering mess with just a few words and touches. But she doesn’t. She can’t. Not when she can feel his growing desire against her back, and not when he pushes her panties to the side, drawing slow, torturous circles on her clit.
“In your dreams,” she manages, but it comes out airy and needy.
He pulls his hand away from her aching pussy, and the high-pitched whine that leaves her throat seems to shock them both. He recovers quickly, spinning her around to face him, his features half illuminated by the lamp on his desk.
“You’re always in my dreams,” he tells her, walking her backward until he’s crowded her against the bookshelf. “And in my dreams, you’re always desperate for me, for my mouth.”
He’s sinking to his knees, and one hand trails down her leg, placing it over his shoulder. He glances up at her, a cocky look on his face as his fingers hook into the waistband of her panties. “You want me, baby?”
She nods furiously, unable to form the words when he’s right there, so close to where she wants him. Needs him.
“Tell me,” he demands, voice dark and dangerous.
“I want you.” She’s trying to hold on to some semblance of self-control, but she’s babbling. “I want your mouth.”
“Good girl,” he praises, and then he pushes her panties to the side again.
His lips close around her clit, sending her into orbit.
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vyjuarts · 3 months
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✨ Vivian and Rolan ✨
Because another fic, this time a Rolan themed heavenly work was made by @cinnamontails-ff titled An Empirical Science, that gives us, the Rolan-enthusiasts, the sweetest treat imaginable. I highly recommend checking it out! 💙
So I bring you the queenest queen, unapologeticly honest and sweet Vivian together with the grumpily blushing, "over-educated and under-socialised" like any scientist/wizard (still the best line by @cinnamontails-ff) Rolan with one extra expression inspired by the happenings in the end of chapter 2!
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neptuniite · 1 year
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professor bridgens
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lion-hearted-wolf · 3 months
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SnowBaird Week Day 1 - Academia @snowbairdweek
"The Snow have fallen from grace a long time ago." The woman smiled, shaking her head. "While the Baird... They're a mystery." . In which Coriolanus Snow and Lucy Gray Baird, heirs of two ancient families, met at Capitol's academy.
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nicole-survivor · 4 months
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Good Omens academic au
Crowley as the eccentric astronomy/physics professor at a university.
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Aziraphale as either librarian or theology professor at the same university.
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They meet and argue over the ineffableness of the universe. Crowley and Aziraphale have the same conversation about Earth that they do at the beginning of s2 ep1. They fall in love through arguments and academic debates adoring the other's intelligence. Everyone else around them [mostly students] is placing bets on whether or not they are together. Some say they're married others say they despise each other but ultimately they never find out that the professors are actually too emotionally inept dorks who love each other but think the other person doesn't care but they will take any contact they can get so they argue and debate about the same topics.
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Maggie is the music student to whom Aziraphale is renting an apartment and Nina is the grumpy campus coffee shop owner.
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cinnamontails-ff · 3 months
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Chapter 2 of "An Empirical Science"
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Surprise! My Rolan Academia AU is now a multichapter!
Two months have passed since Rolan's and Vivian's encounter at the conference. Yet somehow, despite his best efforts, she has yet to invite him to come visit. Whatever is a prideful, horny wizard boy to do?
Oh, also Lorroakan is being shitty, but what else is new.
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ryan-nugenthopkins · 4 months
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"How familiar are you with protein detection in relation to tumour cells?" Marner squints at him. "I know that tumours are bad. And probably related to cancer? Which is also bad." "Okay," sighs Auston.
Mitch is a serious academic, okay? It’s not his fault that game developers are the ones most interested in his work. Yes, he hosts Fortnite tournaments for the esports club. It’s because he’s cool and hip with the kids. But his antics have given him a certain reputation among the faculty, and it’s hurting his chances for a better position at the University of Toronto - and worse, ruining his funding applications to the serious investors. His field of study is meaningful, even if most people can’t see how. He just needs the right project to prove it.
It’s Willy who suggests that he talk to Dr. Auston Matthews, the molecular biology professor who shares a line with him and Johnny on their intramural hockey team. Matthews, apparently, is doing the exact sort of work for which his machine learning systems might be useful. But the two of them have never talked, outside of arguing over possession and ref calls. Hell, he isn’t even sure if Matthews knows what he does. For all their chemistry on the ice, he might just hate Mitch’s guts.
Auston is surprised to see his intramural linemate in an egregiously corny gamer t-shirt show up to the door of his lab. He’s even more surprised when the guy introduces himself as Dr. Marner and offers a proposition - to collaborate with him on a project, using his AI experience and Auston’s work on cellular biomarkers to create a diagnostics app, one that can make detection of cancer easier for those who with difficulties in accessing care.
The kindest way to describe Dr. Mitch Marner would probably be “unorthodox.” His department head, as rumoured, calls him “infuriating, but too good to let go.” No one can deny that his work in machine learning has brought a renewed interest in Toronto’s tech sector, as Canada’s own AI talent up there with some of best in the world. It’s not as if Auston is hurting for funding - but a project featuring the interdisciplinary shtick that the university currently loves, with a name like Marner’s, might be the last piece to finally put him on that coveted tenure track.
So Auston accepts. How badly could this go, anyway?
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polutrope · 9 days
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oh this is an incredibly cool ask game... post-apocalypse maglor, academia finrod
Finrod in an Academia AU
Dr. Felagund, professor of Anthropology and departmental Chair of Undergraduate Studies, is one of those rare profs who is just really happy to be there. He loves his research, he loves teaching (and he's great at it; his classes are packed), and he's somehow at least on cordial terms with all the faculty.
He's so grateful for his Assistant Professorship at a mid-tier university. He can't believe he's getting paid to do this! Yes, he works 80 hours a week, yes he's exhausted, but he's just so grateful.
That is... until he goes up for tenure and his case gets shot down by two external committee members (one from Philosophy and another from Engineering). Finrod goes to the Dean of Arts in tears, but Elwe says there's nothing he can do (he's totally burned out: one of his most reputable faculty members just quit in solidarity with a long-time sessional lecturer who is suing the university for racial discrimination after he was denied a tenure-track position).
So at the next department meeting, Finrod shocks his colleagues with a tirade on the university's toxicity and lack of care for its people.
Happily, in this AU, he goes on to found his own independent college focused on collaborative learning and transparent governance, which goes on to do quite well.
Here he is:
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Picrew
Apocalypse Maglor here
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16/05/22
"Hell is the absence of the people you long for."
- Emily St. John Mandel; Station Eleven
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bobfloydsbabe · 4 months
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rose blush | eccentric professor!bob floyd x oc | sneak peek
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a gold rush fic
SUMMARY: Professor Bob has a special surprise for his TA on Valentine's Day.
WARNINGS: fluff, smut (not in sneak peek), age gap (mid-20s/late-30s), power imbalance. strictly 18+/minors dni
WORD COUNT: final count tbd
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“Robert Floyd, you didn’t.”
They’ve already had an amazing dinner at a restaurant with red wine and delicious pasta, and now he’s only gone and done this.
“I didn’t,” he whispers in her ear, arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her back against his chest. “The hotel staff did.”
She smacks his arm, but can’t fight the grin spreading across her face. The filled bathtub stands in front of them with lit candles all around the edge and rose petals sprinkled over the bubbly water. An ice bucket with champagne and two glasses sits on a tray straddling the edges of the tub, and her heart sings for this man.
It’s hard to believe where they started compared to where they are now. They still argue, still have to pretend they don’t want to rip each other’s clothes off all the time, still have to make people believe their relationship is only that of professor and teaching assistant. It’s hard to keep up, and she knows that’s why he booked them a hotel outside the city. Valentine’s Day weekend no less. He’s being romantic.
“Go on,” he breathes against her skin.
She turns in his arms, wrapping hers around his neck, and rises to her toes. “You’re coming with me.”
He chuckles and pecks her lips. “Wasn’t even up for debate, baby.”
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COMING TO SCREEN NEAR YOU IN FEBRUARY
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𝐆𝐎 𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓
In the Westerosi constitutional monarchy, Crown Prince Rhaegar found himself imprisoned by the rigid dictates of his birthright. Despite his lofty status, the gilded cage of royalty choked him, killing his unspoken desires. As he treads the corridors of and the very exclusive and most luxurious boarding school in the continent, more and more he embraces the inevitability of having to concealing his heart's yearnings, to the day he died.
Yet, a fated encounter unravels his world. Lyanna, an enigmatic new student hailing from the North, emerges as a tempestuous presence. Veiled in mystery and unfazed by his princely mantle, she refuses to bow to convention. With her arrival, the halls of the boarding school transform into a crucible of transformation, igniting a journey that transcends fate itself. Follow the start, the middle and the end of the relationship that will change everything.
𝐋𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊
Lyanna Aleksander Rickardevna Stark, is a new student in the Harrenhal institute, she came from the North after being released from prison. She likes to keep her history under wraps; Stark was enrolled into the Harrenhal Institute and went to the Labradorite house. Right as she came to the school she met Rhaegar Targaryen and unlike most people she did not treat him as someone who deserved her respect solely on the merit of his title, if anything her opinion of him wasn't the best because of this.
𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍
The Crown Prince Rhaegar Lucaerys Aelon Targaryen, Duke of Dragonstone Rhaegar was born as the first son of King Aerys and his consort, Queen Rhaella, Rhaegar is currently first in the line of succession after his father. Since birth, he has dealt with the weight of many responsibilities and is acutely aware of what is expected of him, to keep up a positive public reputation for the sake of his family. He made the decision, he wanted to live his life as normally as possible, but that was not permitted by his parents, who sent him to the prestigious boarding school near Harrenhall. Rhaegar's life was, but he couldn't see a way to make it out of it. But in his junior year, he met Lyanna, and that changed his mind forever.
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒
Alternate Universe - Academia | Alternate Universe - Teenagers | Angst and Fluff and Smut | Some Humor | But serious too | Past Attempted Rape/Non-Con( not in the story )| Private School | Alternate Universe - Boarding School | Alternate Universe - Rock Band | Enemies to Friends to Lovers | Rivals to Friends to Lovers | Slow Burn | Lyanna uses sarcasm and antagonism as self-defence | Rhaegar is a sad boy who needs a hug | Forced Proximity | Fake/Pretend Relationship | Dark Academia | Flash Back Fic | Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD | Second Change Love Maybe ?
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neptuniite · 1 year
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foundress0fnothing · 1 year
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Summary: Azriel Moreno and Eris Vanserra are both young literary scholars working to make a name for themselves in academia. After a disastrous conference, a lost job opportunity, and a messy one night stand, the two part and move on with their lives, only to find themselves forced to work together on a project years later.
Read here on AO3!
Part 1 is being posted today for @azrisweek Day 5: AU. Part 2 will be posted on 6/22.
Enjoy the snippet below:
“Whiskey. Macallan 18 if you have it.”
A voice to his right—smooth and deep—startled him out of his self-pitying spiral, and almost unconsciously, Azriel found himself turning to the source of the sound.
The man standing a few feet away from him at the bar was just as alluring as his voice promised. He was red-haired, tall, and lean—another academic, if Azriel had to guess: the long tweed overcoat pulled over a black turtleneck, a forest green wool scarf slung almost effortlessly around the collar of the jacket, and horn-rimmed glasses that drew attention to the man’s eyes (were they amber-colored?) all spoke to his profession, although he wore the clothing with an ease and a grace that few other young academics could quite manage. Azriel found himself entranced as he followed the path of the man’s tight, slate-colored slacks higher and higher, stupidly lost in the lines of his body. 
He hadn’t realized he’d been staring until the other man smirked and sat down on the stool one away from his own, nodding gratefully at the bartender who set the snifter down and took the man’s proffered credit card.
“Anything else, sir?” The bartender asked.
The red-haired man turned to Azriel. “Well?” He asked. “Anything else?”
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all-vim-no-vigor · 10 months
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My first moodboard for the Wednesday fandom. This is also the first moodboard I have done using Pixlr. Thank you @ladyadelinergrey for recommending it to me.
I am hoping to begin writing this soon. I have not yet decided if it will be a oneshot, a ficlet, or a full-length story. But this is my visual work-up for the Student!Tyler and AT/TA!Wednesday fic I had rambled on about previously.
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themerlinlibrary · 4 months
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Favourites Friday (Jan 2024) – Academia AU
TML Favourites Friday round-up! January 2024 round 3
What is Favourites Friday? – The Basics
a different theme is announced on Friday each week; FF recs must match the theme of the week
only one FF rec per person per week/theme
FF recs must be unique within that week/theme; no double-posting the same fic for one theme!
no self-recs during regular rounds
only self-recs during self-rec rounds (last Friday of each month)
Theme for week 3: Academia AU!
Mapping the Distance by Emjayelle E, 4.5k, Merlin/Arthur Modern AU, Age Difference
For All the Things I Couldn't Tell You by fictionalheart M, 30k, Merlin/Morgana Modern AU, getting back together
The Inherent Limitations of Words by Imagined T, 10k, Merlin/Arthur Modern Era, Royalty
Contact High by Leandra, Papysanzo89 E, 84k, Merlin Arthur Modern AU, Food Vlogger Merlin
A man after midnight by oddishly E, 27k, Merlin Arthur Modern AU, First time
The Lonely King by Cori Lannam (corilannam) E, 58k, Merlin/Arthur Modern AU, Royalty
Dear Merlin, My life is a mess. Sincerely, Arthur by Caledonia M, 6k, Merlin/Arthur Modern AU, diary/journal
Caesura by StormDancer M, 52k, Merlin/Arthur Modern AU, prodigy!Merlin
A masterlist of all round-ups can be found here.
If you want to make sure you never miss a FF rec, or would like to participate and share your own favourites; join us on the Discord TheMerlinLibrary! Happy reading!
About the FF round-up lists:
Recs are listed in the order they were posted on the Discord; the order does not imply any sort of ranking.
The pairing given in this list is the main pairing of each respective fic – please read the tags for any possible minor or side-pairings, as well as any potential warnings or triggers.
Pairings and Eras are given as tagged in each respective fic. (?) signifies that the tags were unclear and I do not know enough about the fic to fill the gaps.
Round-ups are compiled on the weekend of the week after the respective theme of the post (when the new theme has already been anounced), to avoid omitting potentially belated FF recs.
The weekly round-up is not a guarantee! I'm running this alone, so it can only be posted for weeks when I have enough time on my hands to compile a list. If you'd like to help out, feel free to contact me on Tumblr ( @zaharya ) or Discord. Thanks to @ravenwilds for helping me out with these round-ups, and to Chel for making a whole-ass bot to make it easier!
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