#i've got a friend and i like the teacher

[falling-hand-in-unlovable-hand]

i think i'm gonna enjoy science this year

#i've got a friend and i like the teacher #she's a bit old and bumbling but she's chill. talks a LOT but her voice isn't grating #she doesn't make us give up our phones and she didn't make me take my hood off during class today. #immediate favorite lol #kiwifae says shit #my history teacher literally hasn't been here for the first 2 days lol but i did the assignment she left and it was a pretty easy and in a #familiar format so i'm not terribly worried even tho it's my first time in an honors class for history #i. do not like my math teacher as a person. but i have a few people i like in there so ig it'll be fine if she can actually teach :| #i miss my old social situation from latin class last year already but i'll live cuz i adore the teacher. i'm also starting duolingo for hel #cuz i'm not great at language and was going through last year not expecting to take it again lol #so if i stop posting it's bcs i got lazy on my lesson and the owl took me out ...🪦 #idk what to think abt my english class like. the teacher is kinda weird but my friend told me she had her and she was awesome so who knows #i think i'm gonna be carrying less this year tho so that's nice

[lunarharp]

Very important conferences.

#witch hat tag #orufrey #some real serious discussions goin on in this atelier today. dont u doubt it. #agott is the only one who has ever thought about this because she is a 12 year old lesbian and UMM..FRIEND? LIKE FRIEND? IS THAT..LEGAL??? #this is all i drew today because silly things like this take hours lol. at least it's practice for poses -_- #i got the pattern of the girls' dresses wrong but i couldn't be bothered to change halfway through. #don't worry if you're like what is the naakiwan downs. is that name even mentioned in the main manga #ANYWAY i KEEP thinking about what if it's actually banned for professors and watchful eyes to date like that would make a lot of sense. #like maybe it should be banned. SO??? are they just low-key Aware of what the deal is and they're just Putting their feelings aside #until graduation??? take my tassel as an unspoken reminder of how i feel?? living together trial period?? this feels like it's truly it #When we're free to be together........ Sensei loves homophobia parallels without there actually being homophobia #Let's invent reasons why men cant be together. Ummm well whatever. i'm screaming in my head but it's fine. #this will probably form the theme of my orufrey for a while. i've thought of this before but for some reason today it's big for me. #i guess the tassels might not specifically be a part of that since they exchanged them before tower of books #and qifrey made his mysterious decision to be a teacher after that and..well whatever. I need more of backstory and just..everything? #But i also don't mind when vinanna interrupts my wishes with just a chapter of just being really dreamy? I love witch hat?

[gumy-shark]

<- god's wettest most pathetic most stressed most anxious beast btw

#i have a flight in 2 days and i hate airports they stress me out so much too many people *vine boom* #i lost my driver's license last month so i'm gonna have to get through the tsa without legal photo ID *vine boom* #the flight takes off at 7am meaning im gonna have to wake up at like 4 to get there *vine boom* #it also means i need to stay the night tomorrow with some family friends i barely know *vine boom* #so i need to do laundry and email teachers and shit Tonight *vine boom* #my ride busted a tire and got stranded in the middle of nowhere so now i have to worry abt his safety and also find a new ride *vine boom* #AND I'VE GOT A FUCKING LAB DUE TOMORROW #so now im just doing homework and daily tasks and whatnot walking around all chill like i dont feel like the most stressed being alive #conclusion: oh shit the Creature is back

[icouldbeyourprettygirl]

Sometimes I feel so left behind? My friends are in relationships or starting to date, and here I am, in love with a married man old enough to be my father. They're experiencing all kinds of firsts, and I've never even held hands with a guy.

#just caught up with my best friend of 8 ish years and she has a boyfriend now #I'm so extremely happy for her and she really likes him and he seems to really like her #but it's kind of messing with my head a little bit? #she's always been soooo against romance of any kind #while I was constantly crushing on someone she never liked anyone and thought me gushing over boys was gross #and she got a boyfriend first #I know that's probably such a horrible thing to feel and say #and I've tried to not feel it #but I cant #I guess I'm a little bit jealous but also not really? because I don't actually want a boyfriend I just like the idea of one #I'd go out with S in a heartbeat but he's not a realistic option for me #and I guess it really sucks because all the things that make me nervous about a relationship with anyone else like #kissing or sleeping together or just *being* together #don't make me nervous when I think about doing those things with him #like 100% realistically if he wasn't married and he kissed me I wouldn't freak out like I would if a dude my age did #I don't know what the FUCK this says about me but #anyways #male teacher crush #teacher and student #teacher crush #teacher crush community #male teacher x female student #teacher x student #male tc #teacher cc #s #teacher confessions #teacher crush blog #teacher crush confessions #male teacher

[ghost-proofbaby]

congrats on 1k!!! 💙💙🌻🌻 I would like to request Eddie and my favorite song of the moment which is 'House Song' by Searows. it's kinda sad but cozy, so feel free to go easy on my heart and not write it angsty. or do. 😭🥰

thank you bluey <3 oh my word, this is my first time hearing this song and it is so terribly cozy and yet so sad in such a familiar way. i chose to focus on the lyric "something inside of me is rotten, i have to find it and cut it out", and also was inspired by the line from Euripides in which Orestes says "it's rotten work." and Pylades replies "not to me. not if it's you."

also, totally unrelated, but if i could lock this piece away in my soul until my days end, i would. i got way too carried away and made a fool of myself i fear.

warnings: none except bad writing and me taking a metaphor too far as i tried too hard though be warned this one is in third person rather than second to switch it up!!!

1k celebration - come party with me!

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People do not make good homes.

It is a hard lesson Eddie has had to learn in his twenty three years of life. 

Wide, innocent eyes are not open windows with billowing curtains. Caressing limbs are not bed sheets to wrap you up on wintry mornings. Pursed lips are not crackling speakers bleeding out familiar tunes as a record turns against a needle. Soft kisses aren’t the scent of clean laundry, tired yawns aren’t creaks from the attic, and ribs are not enough to build up the four walls to make a home. 

It happens every time; Eddie lets someone in, he opens himself up and lets the vulnerability drip from him in waves, until the fatal day comes in which suddenly the front door is closed on him, never to open again. The locks have been changed, the windows have been slammed shut, the sheets have been tucked under mattresses to grow cold. All the familiar, comforting old vinyls lay to rest and gather dust in a crate in the corner of abandoned rooms. 

People do not make good homes. He has come to accept this. Until she came along. 

Maybe her soft eyes weren't open windows to let in a summer’s breeze, but he swore he could still see the sun pouring in through their freshly painted panes. Maybe her steady arms weren’t clean sheets from the dryer, but they still blanket him in warmth all the same when they’d wrap their way around his waist. Whenever she’d open her mouth and give him a glimpse into her mind, it didn’t sound like his uncle’s old albums. It was something new, an unfamiliar melody he could neither tune out nor hum along to. She was a labyrinth of possibilities, a new shiny two-story house with the picket white fence. Bare feet against wooden floors that didn’t creak with protest, shimmering light fixtures that didn’t flicker with uncertainty, a front door swung wide open as if to say, come in. Make yourself at home. 

And when he made no move to come inside, when he stayed planted in the pristine front yard clear of weeds and verdant with hope, she had simply left the porch light on for him. She shut the door, but she never turned the lock. A reassurance that her offer still stood, in soft smiles and understanding nods, until he was ready. 

People should not make good homes. But then again, people like her existed. 

Eddie kept up the battle long enough. But eventually, the war inside his mind had raged long enough, and he walked up those front porch steps. He reached out for the unlocked door, and it was a breath of relief when it opened for him with a gentle click. She never locked him out. She had kept her promise of an offer. And when he finally arrived in the entryway, when he finally breached the threshold, she was waiting there, eager and gentle and beautiful, already reaching for his coat. She had been waiting. Always waiting, always patient. Just for him.

Her walls were fresh with paint, layering over any imperfections left behind by previous tenants. All scuff marks left by kitchen screaming matches had long been buffed out of mahogany boards. There are no ticks in door frames to account for the change of her height over the years, no frames of the ones before him she had let in. No signs of anyone having made her house a home before him. He couldn’t see her history in the way she could see his. Instead, he had to listen to it. Over cups of lukewarm coffee made just the way he likes it, over photo albums she describes that sit in a box in the attic, left to rot but never be forgotten. He learns of her past as she speaks of it as if it didn’t happen to her, as if it had been some movie she’d seen on late night television. And his heart aches. Because as she tells him all this, as she hands over a key to her heart and shows him how to unlatch her bay windows, he can see what her eyes beg of him. 

This has never been a home before. Please, make this house a home. Please.

But he’s terrified. His past is a conglomeration of abandoned cookie cutter homes, void of the warmth he feels beneath her surface. A doom town waiting for the atomic explosion. That’s what he is – the atomic explosion. He is the chaos and the destruction, the thing to burn down all that he holds sacred. It wasn’t hard to figure out; he had always been the common denominator in his own rotation of his own tenants. He’s terrified to add her home onto the end of the street, to lay in wait for the day he ruins all that they are. All that she is. 

But then she’s kissing him. She’s kissing him, and she’s holding him, and she’s reading her favorite books aloud to him in the afternoon lulls, and he can’t help but indulge. Because she’s home. She’s baked cookies and framed photos of better days. She’s hot chocolate and white Christmas mornings. She’s strong oak trees in the backyard and fresh cut flowers in the kitchen. 

People do not make good homes. But she is more than a metaphor.

The key to her hangs heavy on his keyring, but it is worth the weight on nights like tonight. Nights where he watches the rise and fall of her chest as her cheeks presses to his bare shoulder, her hand still curled around his even in her sleep. She loves him, she waits for him, she makes him feel more at home than anyone has in his twenty three years of life. Even after she had discovered the rot deep inside of him, she stayed and persisted as she digs it out and places down new baseboards, prepared to stand by his side as he makes the necessary renovations to himself that have been years in the making. She’s everything to him. She’s his home, his past be damned. 

People do not always make good homes. They are nothing more than houses, and just because the lights are on in the windows does not mean they are meant to be the place you lay your head to rest. They do not come prefilled with the love and warmth that is needed to be good homes. It is a process, aching and terrible and hard enough work that most people will not bother. But with her in his arms, Eddie thinks he is finally learning what it means to make a house a home. 

It was never about him making her house a home. It was about him finding home in himself, with her picture on his bedside table and her breath on his neck as she rests easy beside him. This lesson, as it turns out, wasn’t quite as hard to learn.

#bluey 💙 #thank u ily <3 #1k celebration #i've got no words i think i flew too close to the sun or whatever #it's like when you give friends deep advice but have to end it with 'BUT LIKE IDK' #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson fic #spoiler alert: this is not about houses/homes #almost none of it is #my high school english teacher would have a field day with me huh

[carbonbasedmatter]

they should give you a minimum 20 years after coming back from school to rest and process everything that happened

#seriously #im so overstimulated #this is the reason i've been inactive lately #even after coming home we've got so much homework from every subject #and i've got extra classes for math and physics everyday #aside from that I have to study on my own too or else I can't understand anything the next day #other problems include: #im in a new school but stuck with the same old feelings of loneliness and exclusion #felt like crying multiple times because teachers keep targeting me #I live like 20 minutes away from my school i've walked to and from there before+there's plenty of kids way younger than me who walk #but my mother's still convinced i'll get sunburnt and die so I have to listen to my father yelling at me about how he hates having to pick #me up. like dude I don't like this either!! #honestly I was doing fine until yesterday #I made like one friend who I stuck with for the first few days of school so I didn't really talk to anyone else #but now he's got a new friend and is ignoring me so. #umm on a positive note they have a big library here. that's cool. #and they've got a basketball team! kind of scared I won't make it though I haven't actually played in a while #trey's terrors

[witchwhaat]

i hate that i'm missing out on things bc of uni work i hate it i hate it i hate it

#we're invited to dinner and i'd love to go but i can't bc i haven't got anything done yet #i haven't seen these people IN A YEAR bc of uni bc there's always something when they invite us and i can't ever go #yesterday i met with my friends which was lovely and i love them so much but again i had to go home early bc uni work #i just hate it so much bc i don't want to like. abandon my life and hobbies for uni and i have to and it's frustrating #our teacher moved the homework's deadline from wednesday to monday bc we have a test on tuesday and ????? #idk how that's supposed to help us prepare. now we just have less time to study bc we have to finish the homework #i- #okay i've complained and now i feel a little better back to work byeee #neg #agnes talking

[lulubeanie]

Having a lot of thoughts about these beasts rn..

#duck speaks #dhmis #I know I draw them already but my thoughts on them have changed since then #I think it would be more fun if they had different personalities from the original guys #closer to the personality of the one they got the color from but still kinda similar to the original guy also #kinda like a mix #and also #they are like a glitch that happened when the machine was unplugged and are not supposed to exist #they were probably put away in a separate house until Lesley or whoever figured out what to do with them #but then they were eventually forgotten about and so technically allowed to do whatever they want #I think they probably got like the first 3 or 4 teachers sent to them before they were forgotten tho #also they tried to tear the sketchbook in half so :/ #(Green guy didn't take well to being called uncreative tried to tear them up but Red duck tried to intervene only to make it worse I think) #I think if they met the originals (who probably were replaced after the glitch I bet) #things would start to get weird #they are not supposed to be in close proximity to their doubles or they could start to glitch out and stuff #they can meet the other guys from the trio that aren't like the glitch version of themself and be fine tho #they do not particularly like the other versions of their friends tho #they think that they aren't acting right and all that #oh I've also seen people making like #black and white version of the guys too #maybe that's what happens when the doubles get too close to eachother? #the originals can be replaced if this happens #but the swap color ones can't because they don't have backups (again they're not supposed to exist) #so.. yeah #they'd just stay that way #:/ #oh well #there's other rgb trios #puppets

[theresa-of-liechtenstein]

trying to figure out this lab schedule is making me feel so stupid and embarrassed. what was i thinking alternating monday/wednesday and tuesday/thursday weeks. what kind of a schedule is that. i should have just said can i do mondays and wednesdays from the start. because i don't even want to come in on fridays since i don't really have to. i don't know why i've made this so complicated and now i feel like i've talked too much about it that i'm either confusing or annoying my grad student because it's not like she doesn't have other projects or things she's doing and i feel like i'm intruding all the time and it doesn't help that there's this huge language and culture barrier between me and the whole fucking lab i always feel like i'm walking on eggshells all the time being (1) undergrad and (2) southeast asian american and im just. fuck this i want to catapult myself directly into the sun

#and like me figuring out this whole lab schedule is the damn linchpin of my social life this summer #because without a definitive 'i come in on these days and at this time' i can't tell my violin teacher when we can go to the violin shop #i can't message my birthday twin so we can get the junior high friend group together #i can't message all the other people who i want to see and talk to because i haven't talked to a lot of people since at least 2019 #on top of all this i need to sort out and arrange furniture for the new apartment and organize the stuff that's already in my house #oh and i need to graph my data that i've been collecting since february that's been chilling in my usb #i feel like laughing hysterically or crying. god im so overwhelmed #like actually i want to ask someone if i'm being too pushy about my lab schedule or if i'm being annoying because i FEEL like i am #like I KNOW she's got her experiments to run without having an undergrad underfoot like GAH i feel like such a fucking BOTHER all the time #and yeah maybe i do have my head up my ass about this but at the same time............... #im dramatically posting instead of actually tackling the issue myself which is. in character tbh

[crescentmp3]

hiii! 'tis me.

#i have returned from death (school). limbo‚ even. #i shall not describe it as hell thanks to my lovely Friend (trademark) whom lights up the entire room for me #despite probably darkening it for everyone else due to her apathetic and uncaring nature. oh she's perfect #ahem. not the point. and also very boring to the rest of you who do not know nor care about her #well! the day went fairly great. she (the Friend) seemed to really enjoy my gift and got embarrassed by it‚ which was my intention #she read through the notebook i prepared for her over the summer as a sort of diary directed at her and she really laughed at some parts #she seemed to like the keychain‚ i hope to see her use it #she also really liked the matching-with-mine astronaut that is both an eraser and a pencil sharpener and is already using it #and she ate the two chocolate bars (her favorites) i added into the box as extras. #she was also pretty impressed when i pointed out design choices i made for the inside of the box #so all in all. great day‚ amazing day‚ nearly perfect dare i say. god why does it rhyme. i hate it here #ahem anyway! #we also have new teachers that took the place of the old ones. of course many remain unchanged‚ but it didn't go without any new faces #notably‚ we have a new qur'an teacher‚ a new math teacher and a new literature teacher. #some other teachers were also changed but i have not met them yet so i do not know which #i am especially conflicted with the new literature teacher - #on one hand‚ he's great! very funny‚ very considerate‚ and quite a good teacher from what i've seen. #on the other hand i will also quite miss the old literature teacher. #she was nice! i hope i get to see her around the school #anywwy‚ i will also be missing the old qur'an teacher a lot. she was my favorite‚ and she is very kind-hearted #im fine with the math teacher i suppose. i liked the old one‚ and the new one seems a bit... extra? but i don't feel too strongly on it. #i heard the english teacher we had was replaced and the one we had left the school‚ so that's sad. i really liked her. #🌙rambling

[specialshinytrinkets]

Literature teacher, to a group of my classmates: Could you explain to me why [my friend] is interested in America of 1950s and 60s?

Me, listening to this going down, with my interest in America of 1920s:

#random.dusty #life fabric snippets #i've been thinking in my head on how to explain to her why i am personally interested in this period without sounding #like a madman #context: there was an assignment to write 'which historic period i like and why'. i didn't do it bcuz i don't have the literature #material necessary in mind (the writings require at least two arguments from literature and i've just started The Great Gatsby) #and because i'm lazy #anyway. today we had the analysis/grading of those assignments and another group got my friend's work #the friend in question is the mvp in everything btw. hydrogen bomb of the school #she helped out with suggestions on material about 1920s this year! very knowledgable person #the main point of this story is that the teacher wasn't convinced by her argument (friend used The Catcher In The Rye as an #example of why this time period is interesting to her) and now i'm sitting here with Gatsby and gay casino workers like #*chuckles* i'm in danger

[elytrafemme]

days like these remind me of why i’m alive

#today was a good day :] #i'm really happy and like. all my friends are getting really good news for their future #and i've had tears in my eyes all ay because i'm so proud of them #and i got to hang out with my best friend and teacher and me and my gf are planning a date and i hung out #with all my other friends also just #i'm so happy i'm here #im so so so happy im here. #also its victoria de angelis' birthday

[imnotverybright]

there is a deep, never-ending well of love in my heart for kid's books that arent really "meant for kids". books that adults would flip out over kids reading if they knew what they were about, be it because it's too scary, or because of graphic violence, or because it has dark themes. i always loved those types of books as a kid and never regretted finding one in the depths of the school library

#shout out to the school librarian who read us tailypo which scared me SO fucking bad and to my friends who went #'oh we found the book and it said at the very end that the dogs lived so it kinda has a happy ending' to make me feel better #i've got a core memory of all of my elementary school friends taking turns checking out the 'scary stories to read in the dark' books #and we would read them outloud under some trees at recess (we named these trees the tree towers after the twin towers. bc there were 2) #and we always amassed a group of like 10-15 girls by the end bc we all liked the gruesome horror and no teachers would read it #i was always reading some book that had some fantastically fucked up shit going on that i looked back on and realized how fucked it was

[cherrynika]

every time something bad happens now i always see the silver lining; it's material for my writing

writing that no one is reading but anyway

#i met my friends and went bouldering today #when i got home the same horrors were confronting me #didn't get much maths done this weekend but i was very tired #and i've been considering a lot #i'm just not good enough for what i want to do #and please nobody say 'become a teacher' #i'm forever scarred and still resentful about my experiences in school #i don't like the students (bullies) and i especially do not like teachers (psychopaths)

[therealnotta]

ok guys y'all gonna hate this one but i had a thought

undertale: well here's the delta rune, it's referencing a prophecy where someone will come down from the surface, the angel, and the underground will go empty. some people think this means the angel will kill everyone and some people think it means that the angel will spare everyone. the fanbase as a whole thinks that it's either chara/frisk or asriel, for the most part, although it's never confirmed. asriel is the only one to get wings, however, and in the pacifist ending is the one who actually breaks the barrier, so there's a good chance that it's him.

deltarune: lmao this one's literally called delta rune, and the prophecy in this one is about some Bad Stuff happening that a) results in the earth being destroyed, causing b) a human, monster, and prince from the dark rolling up and closing the fountain so they can "banish the angel's heaven." the angel. is also here. and also asriel is "at college" and we haven't seen him yet. they stop the angel by closing the fountain.

anyway what i'm saying here is that asriel is the angel in both stories and in this case that'd probably make him the knight as well

#deltarune #undertale #arguable bad theory lol #i still think gaster's a huge part of it... #but i've always said that deltarune felt Off #like everyone has everything they wanted in undertale.... but none of the things they gained in undertale.... #and in most cases it ends up being kinda worse #like asgore has his flower shop (good) but is still divorced (bad) and is now pretty alone and isolated and struggling like #financially and stuff (worse) #mettaton is back with napstablook and never abandoned him (good) but has to live with his WHOLE family (bad) and never got to have a body #that he's comfortable in (worse) #toriel is a teacher with both of her kids (good) but still divorced (bad bc something happened i'm not saying divorce is evil or something) #and also one of her kids may or may not be demonic and terrorizing the town (worse) #alphys never hurt anyone and gets to be a teacher (good) but she never met undyne (bad) and seems to not have many friends (worse) #like the list goes on #maybe hometown IS the angel's heaven... maybe destroying the dark fountain isn't just to stop the apocalypse #maybe kris opened that fountain at the end of chap. 2 in support of their brother's hopes and dreams #but also i recognize that i am. not great at noticing these details lol #guarantee this theory can be disproven in .5 seconds

[yikez]

me : *constantly talks to him* *asks for advice* *shows him exams from other classes* *tries to get his attention* *tries to get him to compliment me* *vaguely tells him about my issues so he asks about it*

also me : surely he doesn't know i see him as a father figure 😋👍

#btw despite trying all this he doesn reciprocate #i mean kinda #i mean it's complicated #like i told him a guy in my class who is very right wing makes me uncomfortable because of the things he says #and when that guy called somone gay as an insult and called someone the r slur my teacher got realllyyyyy mad #cuz he knows I'm a lesbian and I've hinted at thinking i might be nd #and my friend who sits next to me is actually ND soooo that didn't fly well with my teacher and I'm so happy he said something #and he immediately looked at me after!!!! i was having a really bad day that day and it made it so much better #but like whenever i say something mean about myself #like not in a compliment fishing way but rather as a I'm insecure so it just comes out of my mouth way #he doesn't disagree #and i know as a teacher you generally shouldn't be the one person to therapize your student #but like a little don't say that about yourself would be great #also I'm like the best in his class but I'm a perfectionist because of that and i keep being 1 point away from full points #and like he just makes fun of me for it #i know he means it nicely and that's just his humor and why i like him in the first place #but I've never gotten a good job from him #maybe he's just not a complimenting type?? i wish he would say one single nice thing about me though #he DOES recommend me a bunch of stuff and we talk a lot and that's probably how he shows he cares #so I'm trying to get used to that instead of expecting words of affirmations #teacher crush community #tcc #father figure teachers