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Aza Iriq Lynel ([personal profile] steppechild) wrote in [community profile] museboxofmuses2019-09-14 02:24 am

Obligatory College AU

Prometheus groaned loud enough to wake the dead as he sprawled dramatically over the living room's sofa, his students' papers slipping out of his hand to scatter all over the carpet. Scrawled over the papers were a lot of red pen, and Prometheus's notoriously shit handwriting that was incomprehensible to all (including Prometheus himself).

His freshmen students were going to be the death of him.

"Not a single pass..." he grumbled, idly scratching at his bare stomach. It was a hot, summery weekend, so he was dressed accordingly (shorts and crop top obviously), but instead of getting to sun outside or do anything else fun, he had been stuck marking his students' papers for an unofficial 'end of term' test in preparation for their exams.

The freshmen did abysmally. Then again, they always did, but he always had at least one pass! Not this time! Ugh, the admins were going to start crawling up his ass again over this. They always did whenever more than 50% of his classes started failing, which was, uh, every term, really.

Prometheus pouted. It wasn't his fault that the students didn't understand basic and simple concepts!

He rolled onto his stomach, his arm dangling over the edge of the sofa, and morosely swatted at one of the papers littering the carpet. It wasn't just the admins, though. Hades was going to get on his case about this too. For some reason (Prometheus was blaming the admins), he started actually caring about how Prometheus taught his classes (probably because some of his students were under Prometheus's care, and they were a bunch of whiners who kept complaining about him to Hades). He'll be disappointed in him. Hades being disappointed in him was Awful.
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[personal profile] hellufacade 2019-09-28 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Just by looking at him he knew he was done. He had been agreeable enough and a fantastic lay... so he didn’t mind taking care of him. “Stay here, I’ll bring dinner,” Hades said, padding into the bathroom to briefly wipe off and wash his hands. Hades caught his own reflection in the mirror and had a small epiphany. I can redo his final without him even being aware of it.

Hades quickly went into the kitchen, doling out food from the slow cooker and cutting the fresh bread... he brought Prometheus a portion first and to check on him. ...And he made sure to bring a portion to put Prometheus into a mild food coma. “You never touched your wine. Surely it is properly aerated now. Shall I bring it?”




“So... hm. Hythlodaeus told me that your environmental impact estimates were perfect. My project had already been set back by a year, and the investors are going to pull out if I don’t have everything I need in two weeks. Surely your court date won’t be for a while...”

Such a fucking monkey paw, every single time. Hythlodaeus had the perfect guy, but he might have to conduct his business calls in ten minute bursts or during visiting hours.

“How many times have you been in jail? And how old are you?”
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[personal profile] hellufacade 2019-10-03 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
“Yeah, I’ll eat here,” Hades said with a small smile. “I’ll be back in a moment.” What greater joy was there than walking through your own home, a little drunk, riding the euphoria of orgasm with excellent food in tow. He snagged the remainder of the bottle and set it on the bedside table.

“If I am, do you object?” Hades might be shrewd, bit he wasn’t a liar. He sat himself next to Prometheus, eating contentedly and considering his next moves. He popped a caffeine pill out of its wrapper by his bedside and drank it down with a swallow of wine.

Once Prometheus was asleep, there would be more more objecting to whatever he might do with his students’ final exams. Perfect...


Roughly ten years his junior, of course. He almost expected younger.

“Several times... I should have expected as much from one of Hythlodaeus’ people. Well, that hardly changes anything. I’ll take you onsite tomorrow. So long as you don’t get arrested again before then...”

Some wiggle room, that was nice. Not that he’d be able to get anyone to do it sooner or in the left over time if this guy fucked it all up. They really were at each other’s mercy right now, and Hades could just feel his insurance premiums going up.

“Learn anything of note from Hythe?”