#professor zoom imagine

[gatorbites-imagines]

hope ur having a good day! i wanna ask for some Eobard Thawne x Male Reader where reader is just a normal dude. Like just some guy, i think itd be a funny concept :]

Eobard Thawne x male reader

Headcanons

I love Thawne sm, he’s my bbygirl. He’s a lil crazy, but that’s okay.

Now Thawne is literally just the biggest hater in all of existence, like God damn. He runs on hate and spite, and I appreciate that, because its relatable.

Youd most likely have met after he’s been in a fight with some hero or similar. Maybe he crashes into your yard or into your apartment. You don’t know much about heroes, you know the main ones sure, but you don’t keep track of all of them.

So, when you see someone who looks like a yellow flash in your yard bleeding out, you just kinda shrug and drag him inside, patching him up to the best of your ability. You get the head part of his suit off him and your pleasantly surprised at how red his hair is, you’ve always liked redheads.

You know nothing about speedsters’ preferences for food, and your used to cooking for just one person and have meal prepped for that. But you pull out some snacks you got laying around and a bottle of water, and put it on table beside Thawne, where you flopped him onto your couch.

When Thawne wakes, he’s immediately ready to fight, until he notices he’s just laying on someone’s couch, in a random living room who knows where. He’s honestly confused, because he’s a well-known villain and was in the middle of a fight.

He almost jumps up to throw hands when you walk into the room, eating whatever dinner you had prepped the day before. Imagine his surprise when you just go “hey, your awake. I found you in my yard, you good?”

Insert very confused Thawne, he tries to pull the whole, evil villain thing, but you are so chill and unamused that he just ends up giving up. One way or another you two just end up sitting on the couch and watching the newest episode of your current show.

It becomes a thing honestly. In the beginning he shows up after fights for you to patch up, even though you know very little first aid, but whatever. You put up with it, because if that’s the payment you have to pay for a hot redhead to sit shirtless on your couch, so be it.

Thawne won’t admit it for a long time, but he starts to enjoy your company quite a lot. Maybe it’s the fact that you couldn’t care less about him being a villain or what he does that has heroes after him. Or maybe it’s the fact that you don’t put up with his shit either.

The first time you scolded him and called him an idiot, his heart stuttered, and he won’t ever admit but his face got almost as red as his hair.

You tell him with a flat expression that he’s eating you out of house and home, because of speedster metabolism, so Thawne starts bringing groceries and helping around the house.

At some point you two realize he’s just kinda moved in, like a big street cat you’ve been feeding on your porch, that walked inside and just never left again.

You two never outright say you are dating, it just hits Thawne one day that you guys are cuddling on the couch and watching movies, and that you guys give each other kisses before you go to work, or Thawne runs off to be a villain like normal.

Its honestly quite domestic. I could imagine Thawne taking care of housework since you are the “breadwinner”, since you are the only one with a legal job. Sure, Thawne steals to get money, but he also starts stealing stuff you guys can use around the house.

Imagine Barry and the other speedster’s confusion when Thawne steals a brand-new dishwasher, or a whole porch set, chairs, tables, and all.

You never stop Thawne, since being a villain is kinda his whole thing, you just tell him not to do it with you around, so you have plausible deniability. You do appreciate the gifts he brings you too, but you never mention how most of the shirts he brings you are a little tight, you know he likes looking at you.

Thawne goes a lil crazy when you come home after work wearing your slacks, your button up and your tie. He always wants to be the one to undo your tie so he can pull you into a kiss.

He gets you expensive accessories you can wear to work, think watches that cost more than what you make in six months, tie clips, rings, etc. Everyone at your job honestly think you have some super rich sugar daddy.

You are both quite happy with your relationship, and theres nothing better than coming home to Thawne in an apron, cooking up in the kitchen. He always purrs when you come in through the door and swaggers over, drapes his arms over you, and asks about your day.

After some time, you two get engaged, it just kinda happened. You guys already act like a married couple, but one of you would have proposed. If it was you, you’d pull out a ring on a date or just during one of the evenings you are cuddling on the couch. You would use your family’s heirloom ring.

If its Thawne, he would go out of his way to make a huge deal out of it. hed rob the highest security jewelers in the world, or force the best jewelry maker to make a custom ring.

When the heroes show up its most likely Barry, maybe some of the others since Thawne has been MIA for a long time. They assumed he was planning something big, but he’s been busy playing househusband for you this entire time.

When they learn he’s trying to get a wedding ring they all thing “wait he’s got a lover???”. Thawne is gone before they can catch him though.

The heroes assume the worst, and assume his partner is as much of a villain as he is. Then Barry gets a wedding invite, written by you, since Barry’s been Thawnes nemesis for who knows how long.

Barry has always been a good guy, and since the invite specificlally says not to start anything at the wedding, he goes. Barry goes with the plan to scope out Thawne and his partner, but also to support him cuz its Barry.

Then he sees that Thawne is marrying you, the most normal guy he’s ever seen. When he talks to you, he realizes that you truly love Thawne, and though Thawne doesn’t say it with words, it’s clear the way he looks at you that he’s completely smitten.

The wedding goes great, and Barry is a big supporter, especially when he realizes Thawnes villainy has gone down a lot because he’s so happy with you, that he doesn’t wanna put you are risk.

It ends up becoming a peace thing, Thawne doesn’t do anything huge and Barry wont lock him away for life or have him thrown in the phantom zone. Thawne wont target Barry’s family and alike, and Thawne gets to stay with you.

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did you know that negaduck from darkwing duck was based off reverse-flash? yeah, that doesnt even BEGIN to describe what's actually been going on between their character histories..

first, negaduck wasnt just inspired by or a reverse-flash parody. he's a literal copy-paste of silver age thawne with a very few changes of origin place from future to parallel universe and identity from some random future guy to main hero's evil twin, because originally eobard was fixated on being a Criminal and not particularly flash's nemesis. back in the day, thawne constantly mentions how much he loves his criminal life. half of his lines are negaduck-worthy purely because the rest is related to being a speedster scientist. my personal favorite as an example:

he passes the speed limit law in central city so that barry couldnt use superspeed without breaking it but thawne still could because he is 'a hardened criminal'. he invents rays that turn everything inflicted evil (something even negaduck has never done (ig solely because megavolt's already done it in the negaduck episode where he accidentally splits darkwing into good dw (posiduck) and bad dw(negaduck, with a black and gray color scheme), and while yellow negaduck is a different character this is basically how the idea of him was born and the writers just decided to keep him in a different form bc the gray one merged back into normal dw at the end which is super funny. imagine coming up with a duck villain and going 'oh this guy actually reminds me a lot of reverse-flash with all that opposite/negative thing. LET'S PAINT HIM IN THOSE COLORS AND GIVE HIM THE SAME PERSONALITY AND SIMILAR ORIGIN THIS TIME'), altho he DOES test the power gem on a cat in jail bird like thawne did with evil rays). he repeatedly tries to get poor former dr alchemy back to crime just because 'crime fun. why cant you see that. im doing it for your own good' and negaduck tried something like that with morgana in feb 14th episode my valentine ghoul (+that brief scene with gos from 2016 comics run where he believes she must be bad deep down inside out of comparsion to nega!gosalyn). negaduck also travels from a whole other world just to fuck around here for fun (there was this bronze age flash issue called flashback where thawne gets lost in the timestream because barry pushed the wrong buttons in his time capsule which is almost exact negaduck's fate in life, the negaverse and everything) and one of another few differences related is that negaduck is shown to be a dictator of his universe's St. Canard who is bored to live somewhere he already has all the power so he travels to another universe to cause problems on purpose.

second. dc's new52. eobard is rewritten again, now he and zoom are kind of one character. but guess what else is new in this version that never happend neither in zoom or professor zoom's lives? thawne is a fucking dictator in his own time. and people tried to fight his rule in flash's name just like friendly four needed darkwing as inspiration to finally fight back for their world.

he gets his own team, acolytes of zoom (i wish i could call them local fearsome 4 but there are 5 of them, making it more of a sinister 6 if you count thawne) which he trains for centuries to fight the flash and betrays later by trying to steal their powers just like negaduck stole f4's in jail bird to become mega-negaduck and if all that wasnt enough, without the mask he straight up looks like negaduck humanization. look at him. this mf is only missing a hat and a cape.

also these sudden black parts in his new speedster suit design? either it is some absolute fucking bonkers of a coincidence or someone on the flash writing team really went 'hey guys you know what would be real funny? lets base new thawne off negaduck. like he was originally based off thawne. i swear no one will notice' and everyone went with that. (i could also mention he has the same dumb motivation for being evil (having shitty childhood/being deep down sad about mistreatment and loneliness) as 2011 dwd comics run negaduck but imo that's too far of a stretch to actually be included)

third. yall know the deal of the first season of cw's the flash? yeah, what if i told you the whole thawne messes with the particle accelerator and causes barry to gain superspeed thing already fucking happend in darkwing duck, episode going nowhere fast?

(the way i lost my mind over this back in the day when i decided to watch dwd just because negaduck reminded me of thawne(i didnt even know he was a direct rip-off, i just went 'oh wait dt universe has this evil fuck that wears the same color scheme as reverse-flash? girl i AM checking the whole thing out just to see if he's anything like thawne'.) and first watched the episode... priceless, still haunts me to this very day. how the hell was that written in 1991. did cw writers just take the idea from dwd too. honestly i cant be sure about anything anymore).

and remember in the duck knight returns (2011 comics run arc) flashbacks there was a super funny thing with negaduck not knowing dw's secret identity and being so proud he cracked the case? remember cw!og!thawne looking for flash's time period and not knowing his identity in 2nd season cameo episode? what the hell was even up with that!!! like guys. guys one of you is the most devoted flash fan from the future and there is NO way none of that kind of information was left a CENTURY after (i mean come on dude couldntve you just asked gideon. she literally had that 2024 newspaper about vanishing and thats at the very least not mentioning she was created by barry) and another is straight up the same fucking person as the hero with the same fucking relatives and enemies. idk take a wild guess??? ((i really wonder if anybody on the wirting team of 2011 dwd run saw not just life, the negaverse and everything but any episode featuring negaduck at all. not only do they ignore the existence of nega!gos in the 'oh he mean bc alone :(' approach, they ignore the very definition of negaduck's character which is literally evil drake mallard. i mean sure hes dumb and may miss obvious clues because of being the same dw just evil but come on, such a comedic situation and never addressed by drake whos literally been in the negaverse and knows they are the same person or by anyone else he coluldve told that? oh well unless drake is also dumb af and thought there never was any drake mallard in the negaverse in the first place and that negaduck is some other guy. which is a real probability i suppose))

also. negaduck's death by being split on billions of evil particles in crisis on infinite darkwings and thawne, being 'exorcised' from nash's body in a form of a negative speed force stream with sparks in 6x15 of cw's the flash.

fourth! yall did watch ducktales 2017 reboot, right? specifically the duck knight returns episode? they introduce a whole new version of negaduck there! and guess what. jim starling, an old darkwing duck (in-universe 90s tv series) actor obsessed with his role, goes fucking nuts because there is a new darkwing duck actor in a new movie and he didnt even know. because he feels forgotten. because no one remembers neither him nor original series (objectievely not true bc obviously launchpad and drake but to jim they just dont count bc reasons. he seems to count only children but calls lp his fan when anthagonizes drake for taking even that from him in the end). because he was replaced and no one even bothered to tell him. he causes a fire on the set, almost kills drake but does have a change of heart at the end after launchpad's speech about what darkwing duck stands for and seemingly sacrifices himself to save drake and lp from the explosion. then they have the worst idea they could have in relation to jim's character ever: for drake to be a real life darkwing duck to honor jim's sacrifice. so naturally he hears that from the sewers or wherever he was hiding to see their reactions(look i am. 100% sure that this is what happened bc that makes so much more sense than jim getting brain damage or whatever from that explosion and waking up to choose violence again for no other reason). he gets hit with the being replacable and forgotten thing once again and renders back to negaduck tendencies, for all we know for good this time as his darkwing suit changes to the yellow-red one. yk who else went on a rampage because he felt forgotten and replaced? you guessed it! the return of barry allen, a 90s classic where thawne goes to 21st century for the first time, thinks he's barry (original-ish flash) because dissociation from trauma of seeing himself being killed by his hero and acts exactly like starling, having the same issues as motivation aka him/barry being forgotten and replaced by wally. he implies wally taking on the flash mantle is most disrespectful to barry. he rants about how he's the only flash and threatens to destroy not only the flash family but the whole central city for forgetting that. he and wally have a conflict of legacy similar to jim and drake's conflict in dt17. he is The starling blueprint only a lot more mentally ill. also we've heard something like the duck knight returns in running scared (this one is less reminiscent of jim but still features some things that werent in the return of barry allen). it's a rebirth arc that introduces another new origin of reverse-flash. now, he's been hyperfixated on barry allen his whole life (on a whole new level i mean) and there was the first meeting in 25th century where they Connected like thawne always believed they would. that day ended up in a fight and thawne's imprisonment because he set up casualties to get attention and praise for being the flash of 25th century but unlike all other versions this thawne has a change of heart after the fight, too. he promises to 'fix everything' including himself, he even goes to therapy afterwards. then he goes to the 21st century to tell barry how much he accomplished since they last met and then sees barry saying to wally one meaningful phrase he said to thawne that perfect day. like it wasnt something special only barry and eobard shared. like the day they met never happened. like he forgot thawne ever existed. like he was replaced as barry's speedster partner/friend/whatever he thought they were after that day by wally. and that shatters thawne so much he runs back to 25th and just decides to become the reverse-flash and make barry suffer until he gives him attention and recognition he deserved. frank angones, i am inside your walls. you CANT deny you based your versions of dw and nd off flash comics and thawne particularly. and more, you legit made reverse!eobarry au and put it in dt in duck forms. i have been losing my mind about it for 3 years now. i am exposing you and there is nothing you can do to escape that.

fifth(ish). yeah, and btw about friendly four from life, the negaverse and everything. did you think they actually escaped being mirrored in the flash? ha. i present to you reverse-rogues from the 25th century aka the renegades, carefully created by zoom and thawne himself, thinking it would somehow be funny.

cant believe hunter once saw it on tv put 2 and 2 together and went 'eobard my dude we need to go full negaverse with the 25th century. we need a friendly four to your negaduck. i swear it'll be Hilarious'. god the only thing they lack at this point is nega!gosalyn (i mean. hunter actually did try something like that with inertia, saving him from the museum and trying to teach him how to torture flashfam into improving them but thad was more of a nega!honker and reverted hunter to crippled powerless state just because. love that kid)

and that's all i have so far, if anyone here also into both yellow-red mfs with no life feel free to comment or even add more because there sure is or at least will be more and no one has the power to stop it.

#negaduck #darkwing duck #ducktales 2017 #dwd #dt17 #jim starling #drake mallard #disney afternoon #the flash #the flash cw #dc comics #eobard thawne #professor zoom #reverse flash #imagine d*sney puts you in their superheroics parody show as a duck and later you get rewritten in the image of said duck SEVERAL TIMES #how is eobard thawne as a character even real. #thawne-negaduck pipeline going BOTH ways is the most insane shit in existence and i cannot bear being the only one who Knows any longer #and to think i've ALSO unintentionally done that with my own starling and thawne versions and realized it only afterwards.. #every once in a while someone reinvents negaduck when writing thawne or other way around. that's just their fate at this point. #thawne-negaduck pipeline

[softgrungeprophet]

giving peter that sprinkle of AuDHD is kind of an ever-present facet of my characterization and fic writing in general (it's also present in fics such as "sinner has a future" where peter compulsively checks the locks on the door (which, to be fair, is also because spider-man)), though it's more blatant i think in this large AU as i sort of decided i wanted to be particularly firm in that regard, but i also approach it from the manner of like, peter as an adult is pretty good at handling the world, masking etc. including eye contact and stuff, particularly with people he is comfortable with and having the confidence of super strength etc.

and then the other facet that, idk if anyone has noticed but which is very much happening, is that when i write peter in more stressful scenes or with people who he is less comfortable around, i decrease the amount of eye contact he makes (plus increasing his other stuff like nail biting and fidgeting)

sometimes i feel like, self-conscious i think, though not as much as i feel self-conscious about making flash the specific flavor of queer i have chosen for much of my work, which for whatever reason is particularly embarrassing for me even though everyone is always very nice to me lol

anyway it's already been a factor in some adult stuff and obviously is the most obvious in the scenes where peter has had those rare but very specific sensory overload panic attacks/nervous breakdowns linked to specific traumas (his uncle's death and what happened to him as a 12 year old) and of course in the ways i describe select moments of sensation.

but also def a stronger factor in the flashback stuff as, for child peter, i kind of want to show that when he was younger it was in a way more obvious that he was "strange" and he had much less experience in his life ~ much less ability to essentially hide his quirks compared to as he gets older and can "pass" slightly better...

semi-related, just in terms of eye contact stuff:

kind of thinking about the fact that he is and probably always will remain un-diagnosed and was raised by old people who don't necessarily know about things like autism. even his adhd is not necessarily diagnosed, partly because of his withdrawn and moody behavior as a child and teen not fitting the hyperactive stuff that has been so favored for diagnosis and treatment (esp as a kid in the 90s and early 2000s)

so you have uncle ben for example not particularly trying to be unkind but maybe not entirely understanding and considering eye contact a sign of engaging with the situation etc.

he means well.

and aunt may who conceives of this sensitivity in him— which is like, not entirely wrong, but obviously she is very protective of peter and sometimes thinks of him as much more delicate than he really is, which i've already shown he has some complicated feelings about as he doesn't like being babied, but sometimes it's nice to have a little bit of gentleness even when you're big and tough.

bonus from when flash and peter first meet in high school and get in a fight lol

second bonus technically part of a smut scene but sfw screenshot

(peter's 20 here and nothing too intense is going on he's just a little stressed)

#arghwrites #this is definitely one of the things that is indeed influenced by my own experiences—my eye contact is much less consistent though #i also did not have elderly well meaning parents who tried to get me to make eye contact or anything like that #though i had a language professor once tell me sternly to make eye contact during class when we were saying hello etc and i had to tell her #in front of like half the class that i couldn't do that which is—as you can imagine—mortifying #it was funny cause in my adhd eval i got a note that said ''makes good eye contact'' but it was over zoom #and i wasn't looking at the person evaluating me at all... i was looking at myself lol

[legacygirlingreen]

My silly little HCs for Sebastian Sallow

Some of these are really random but I’ve just had an abundance of HC lately so I thought I’d share:

✨ I GENUINELY see a world in which Sebastian could be slightly messy in some areas and very orderly in others. I don’t think he’d be messy in EVERY aspect of his life. Sure his hair is messy (this i attribute to it’s natural texture and the fact he’s a teen boy and likely doesn’t care that much about it), that large stack of books near his bed and on his desk are messy and I’m sure his life can at times be pretty chaotic - but I get the vibe he still cares on occasion. He’s always dressed properly for class, no less than Ominis or his other classmates. I’m sure his papers and class notes are very immaculately organized and he’s got a system that on surface level looks chaotic but to him makes sense for his books and other possessions. I also don’t see it possible that he can be a complete slob either given how small the feldcroft house is and having to share it with Anne and Solomon (and Ominis).

✨ I think as a child he definitely had to learn how to self sooth, or find ways to entertain himself. We get hints that his parents were often locking themselves downstairs to research, leaving him and Anne to their devices and he seems very well liked by his professors - so this leads me to think that with the exception of the resitricted section and occasional mischief, he may not be as “high strung” as he’s often made out to be. With the amount of time he spends reading, snacking and just overall finding ways to keep from boredom, I can see a world where afternoons with Sebastian are much more laid back than one would imagine.

Which leads me into some loose ideas I think he’d conceive if he was dating you/MC:

* laying in the grass together on sunny days, reading silently, pointing out cloud shapes or looking for 4 leaf cloves together

* swimming in the sea in summer, sunbathing on the shores, skipping rocks

* baking the muggle way and enjoying homemade pie over candle light and engaging in thought provoking conversations

✨ I don’t think that Sebastian cares too much about his physical appearance as a teenager but I can definitely see it slowly becoming more and more a priority as he ages. Several people have pointed out that there’s a razor in their dorm and if you zoom in you can see he’s got the appearance of hair follicles on the high resolution zoom in screen grabs, so I think by seventh year he’s experimenting with facial hair. Probably sideburns or just a mustache as that would’ve been fashionable for the time, but I can see him letting his sideburns go in his least year at hogwarts. He’d claim it was “more convenient that way” since he “didn’t have to waste as much time shaving his whole face” but in reality he just feels more grown up and mature and he likes it - but likely wouldn’t want to be seen as vain.

✨ Sebastian grew up with a twin sister and is likely quite well versed in female anatomy and issues… he’s more than likely a SAINT when it comes to that time of the month, however I don’t think he’d see it as anything to mention. Likely just know it’s roughly that time again, casually offer more snacks, perhaps offer a simple back rub without saying anything, or other varieties of comfort without acknowledging WHY he’s doing so. If you ever bring it up he’d likely just shrug and say “just tying to be helpful since I know you likely don’t feel well” And leave it at that.

✨ I can see a variety of the love languages being important to him. I do agree he likely responds well to physical touch. You cannot convince me otherwise that he would not adore having someone play with his hair. He turns into a puppy immediately and it’s canon as far as I’m concerned. He also likely knows some mild form of braiding due to Anne so he probably equally enjoys returning the favor in that way. Sebastian gives me more strong touch in private but little to no PDA . Exceptions can be made for timely acceptable actions like a hand on the arm to escort but nothing crazy like necking in halls.

✨ however… private Sebastian could be a mixed bag. Initially I see him slightly nervous. Sebastian seems confident and headstrong in areas he’s familiar but we don’t see him ever feel unprepared. I get the sense he’d be anxious when he’s going in completely blind to new arenas like physical relations with a girl… So early on here May be apprehensive. I agree with the thought he would research all he could and go out of his way to make sure they were comfortable and he prevented pain. But once he’s got a good handle in it… he’s always looking to improve until he’s confident he’s making you feel incredible…

✨ Sebastian finds feminine hands to be so interesting. Despite not liking PDA I can see him constantly grabbing yours, examining them, admiring the softness, pressing kisses to the back of them, and just all around finding them so insanely beautiful despite being so simple.

✨ Sebastian sallow definitely is the type to practice his signature constantly. He gets bored in class I imagine, with as much reading as he does, he’s likely way ahead of his peers. It’s common to see him doodling out new ways of signing his name and he still hasn’t found the way that’s quite him yet but he will eventually…

✨ deep down I think he can be very self conscious. I imagine he’d find certain features less than perfection … such as his wide nose or bushy eyebrows. Dark eyes and dark features are quite common , I can see a world in which he so often feels quite plain. However the right partner coming along and kissing that button nose or playfully stroking his brow while he rests his head in their lap would slowly make him feel better about what he sees in the mirror. Being complimented on his appearance, something I’m sure gets lost in his many talents, would mean the world to him.

✨Sebastian has a sweet tooth and would 100% rock the dad bod when matured . He’s lean now with all the hogwarts cardio, but once he slows down he’s getting thicker. Just look at Solomon and tell me the sallow genes aren’t slightly husky (Also check out @rednite-dork bc she’s got some awesome art depicting a more aged up, dad bod seb and they are mouth watering 🤪)

I have soo many more but here’s some loose HCs , and I’m always down for a part 2💚

#hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #fluff #hogwarts legacy fandom #hogwarts legacy sebastian #sebastian sallow headcanon

[hopplessilse]

Fetish l. Hello Mr. Miller

Teacher! Joel x f!reader 18+ explicit minors dni

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Summary: Back in college, you realize that your favorite teacher, Mr. Miller, will be teaching you, what is more exciting than that.

Word count: 5.4k

Warnings: teacher-student, age gab (reader in her early 20's, joel in his late 40's) pet names (darlin), sexual fantasies, reader zoom out, pov. Joel, Pov. reader, flirtation, slow burn (not so slow), they are both two consenting adults

A/N: This series will be as real as possible, it won't be so fanciful, Mr. Miller is an idiot sometimes, If it's not your type of reading, don't read it. My first language is not English, any misspellings I apologize.

Joel knew you since he taught you last semester.

You fell in love with the way he taught, the way he explained, how smart he was, the passion with which he spoke. The respect with which he spoke to everyone, especially women.

You've heard a lot of rumors around the school, from different teachers and students. But one of them stood out the most in your head, as it was about your favorite teacher.

it was rumored that he had "something" with a student, you heard nothing but pure obscenities, your head refused to believe it.

Even the girl everyone was talking about didn't say anything. But you knew it might have been true because you watched her every time you had classes with him. As she looked at him during these, as at the end of each class she almost always stayed with him in the classroom.

She was always smiling and radiant, but one day she wasn't. She looked different, everything they knew about her before was gone.

She even ended up dropping out of college, many said it was because they had been discrovered, others said it was an agreement, others said she had gone into depression because of the breakup, but the truth is that no one knows, they are just assumptions.

This semester you wanted it to be different, to have different routines than what you were used to.

You were a good student, present in all the classes, you didn't have bad grades, you always tried to do everything on time, so as not to fall behind with your work. You weren't trying to be the best, but at least you were trying to make it out of the semester alive. You weren't a brainiac, but you always or almost always tried to be ready for the next classes, although you have to admit that sometimes you didn't care much about knowing the subject before.

Your degree was about philosophy in letters. You love to write, it helps you in some way to get out of or distract yourself from reality. You can create the world you want just by imagining it and capturing it on paper, on a screen, even in drawings. This semester you weren't so excited about the subjects, some teachers were good, others made you sleep because of the way they explained, boring.

Joel Miller was going to teach you the subject of philosophical anthropology. You were excited because that was the subject that Joel Miller was most passionate about. You knew very little about him as a person, you didn't know anything personal about his life, in fact no one knew anything. You were sure he wasn't married since he didn't wear any rings, not even on his ring finger.

Almost everything about him was a mystery, a mystery that you wanted to know, you wanted to dig into.

The first week of classes was suspended, given that they were fumigating the school, so the classes during that week were online, you hated classes like that since covid, happy on the one hand since you could sleep or be in your pajamas, but horrible because you didn't pay attention, you didn't learn anything.

And worst of all, you weren't going to be able to see Professor Miller in person.

Your schedules this semester were varied, some classes were in the morning and others in the afternoon/evening. With professor Miller you had 2 different schedules, one in the morning on Wednesday and another in the evening on Friday.

But unfortunately you didn't have classes with him on Wednesday due to a personal situation. But today was Friday afternoon, and you'd have classes with him.

You were at your desk, dressed in a beautiful dark green long-sleeved T-shirt, the fabric was soft and thin, the collar was U-shaped, accentuating your collarbones and neck. Around your neck hung a heart-shaped locket with your initial engraved on it, your mom had given it to you before you left for college.

You had a close relationship with your mom, after all you were similar in some ways, certain actions reminded you of her, but at the same time you were very different from each other.

She always told you to take care of the boys, the older men, she always gave you advice to make your life different from hers, she always reminded you to meet your goals, not to listen to other people, to follow the right path, to get married after 29, but with the right person.

You loved your mom, she was your best friend, she knew everything about you… But at the same time you kept little memories just for yourself.

The class was about to start, so that you could see yourself well on camera you only had the light on your desk. You took your lipstick to moisturize your lips, while you saw yourself on the screen of your laptop, a sound was present through the speakers of your computer, it was a message from the group leader with the link to the class.

You took a deep breath and clicked on the link. Before entering, turn off your microphone and camera as no one would have their cameras on.

When you entered you could see some boxes appear, the total number of students taking the class was 25, and yes, no one had their camera on.

You grabbed your folder and pens as more students joined the class, when a voice that you recognized quite well, thick and hoarse came through the speakers.

"Hi, good evening, I hope you are all well"

The image of Him was present, in a rectangle that you hated because it wasn't enough to see how beautiful and attractive he was.

"I'm going to need everyone to turn on their camera please, I know it's a nuisance but I need to know that everyone is alive"

You were more than happy to do it, when you turned it on you could tell that you weren't the only one who was. You'd say you're crazy, but out of all the images that appeared, you could only see 5 men in the class. crazy.

"There they are" He showed a beautiful smile Everyone smiled at the comment.

"From what I see on the list, many of you have already give you classes before, a few others are new," he paused as he picked up a pen, "I'll go through the roll call so keep an eye out for your names please."

Then he put on a pair of square black glasses, could it be sexier?

He started naming by surnames, while your classmates said present you were dying of nerves, whenever he called your last name you got nervous, but when he told you by your name, you didn't know how it could sound so beautiful coming out of his lips, he made it sound perfect.

You knew it was your turn, because your friend's last name came before yours in every class. Until you heard him call you

"present" you said with a shy smile, and he looked up, you knew he would remember you, you knew it perfectly.

A smile crept across his face as he watched you.

"I didn't know you'd take this course"

"Yes. Well, it's my favorite"

"I'm glad to hear that," he paused and sighed to look away from his list, "I hope it meets your expectations." You just nodded and he kept naming the rest of the class.

"Okay, welcome to the introduction to the subject of philosophical anthropology. I hope you're ready to learn," he took off his glasses and then a presentation appeared on the screen

"Someone knows what philosophical anthropology is"

They were silent for a moment while Professor Miller took the list, you knew he was going to take it as participation, you weren't a fan of that, last semester he made you participate so he could raise your points in the subject.

"Someone…"

You decided to take sides and encourage yourself to do it, in the end you knew little about the subject, and it was the first time you took the class, it didn't matter that you didn't know much.

"Me" your voice was present on everyone's speakers. Miller raised his head at your voice, his face reflecting surprise, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Go ahead"

"It is a science that focuses on the study of the human being, it is responsible for studying the problems that man presents throughout life, from conception to the end of his existence"

You explained calmly as you felt your hands trembling and sweating under his gaze, you felt that your words would get stuck in your throat at any moment.

Professor Miller was about to speak when a female voice interrupted him.

"In fact, the term can be understood in several ways, it does not only represent one thing, it represents several philosophical studies and not only of the human being"

That damn bitch

You weren't a fan of hers, you knew why she was in that class, and it wasn't because she liked the subject, but because she liked the teacher.

"That's right, they're both right" he moved his eyes looking at the image of both "it's a very big word that encompasses different meanings, in a few words philosophical anthropology studies the conditions of possibility of the human phenomenon"

"The object of study is very varied since it has several objects or topics of study, which may not have coherence but are united in a profound way. It studies topics related to the origin of life, the violence that occurs in individuals, the feeling of love, the existence or not of God, animals, the stars such as the moon and the sun, creation, among others. It studies man or the human being within the universe and how it can help the world develop. Civilized man and those who belong to mythical beliefs stand out among the objects of study because they make an analysis of humanity, giving importance to the theory of creation."

As he explained you were so enraptured with him, that you forgot for a moment that you were on his screen, he could see you on the other side. You shook your head trying to concentrate and watched as he let out a small laugh.

God is watching me

You tried to suppress a scream, honestly you could have been worse but you knew how to control the situation. You were still paying attention when your cell phone that was next to you on the desk vibrated, you picked it up and saw your friend's name on the screen, it was a message from her.

Shit, I'm crazy or he'll laugh at you

He did it, didn't he? I'm not crazy haha

Woman, I swear, he's been paying attention to you, he was even surprised that you participated

i know

"I hope it meets your expectations" for God's sake

You just laughed, covering your mouth with your hand.

The class continued with participations, talks, brainstorms, and Professor Miller being attentive as always. At the end of the day they took only half an hour and concluded with the class. Professor Miller said goodbye to everyone with that smile that made you fantasize every time you saw her.

Yes, he had improved during the holidays, it's not like a lot of time had passed but something in him looked better, every time you looked at him you couldn't help but think that it would go through his head every time he saw a cute girl at university… Did he consider you a pretty girl?

You couldn't help but think that.

Has that ever crossed his mind? Or I'm crazy to think he'd think that

There were a lot of unanswered questions floating around in your head, you knew you needed to stop a little bit, you didn't need to be obsessed with it like last semester, dying of nerves every time he talked to you or looked at you, every time he made you participate, when you exposed and he looked at you and listened attentively, it didn't have to be the same, you wanted to enjoy the class without feeling nervous every time you participated, you wanted to excel in this class, who knows, you might be their new favorite student.

You'd be lying if you didn't want a benefit… the only benefit you want is his attention on you, you would achieve it by being attentive to him, but he had to look for you first, you need to be a master of minds… In the most innocent way.

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You were walking straight to your building, it was a cloudy day, a cold that had been felt since the day before. It was the new beginning of the week, you'd be lying if you said you didn't miss school, because it was almost the only place you went out during the week, if it wasn't here you went to a coffee shop or bookstore, and no, we won't put labels on you, you weren't a nerd, or anything like that, you didn't read school books at least just if it was for research, all the books you had were of other genres.

Besides, you had missed the architecture of your school, the dampness that settled on the bricks due to the rain and cold. There were many trees around, others taller than others, there were very nice plants, benches that decorated the grass to take a break, study or eat.

A warm hug surrounded your body as you walked through the door of your building, even though the brick was cold, the facility stayed warm.

You had your headphones on, you liked to block out the sound of the hallways, you mentally prepared yourself for the classes you would have during the day, some more interactive and others… not so exciting. Your classroom was on the second floor and the stairs were around the corner from the teachers' offices. The teachers were always mainstays, you weren't going to deny that, whenever you arrived the offices were open, the teachers' room… full of these.

Just as you were in the hallway about to get to the offices, you saw Professor Miller come out of his office, he had some papers in his hands, his clothes were uff words would not be enough to describe how handsome he looked in shirt and tie, he closed the door of his office and when he looked up he saw you and smiled at you.

You saw how his lips moved, and with a confused face you took off your headphones, and the first thing you heard was his laughter as he shook his head.

"Sorry Mr. Miller" you said sadly smiling

"it's okay, I just said good morning" he kept that beautiful smile on his face as he placed the papers under his armpit.

"I'm surprised I don't see you with your cup of coffee," you said, pointing to his hand.

"Ha yes" he look at them and smile at you "I was just going to the teacher's room for one" you nodded as you both looked at each other

Normally you would talk if you had any doubts in class, but it was very rare that you saw him in the hallways, he was always in his office busy.

"Well, I should go to my class before they let me out," you laughed a little as you approached the stairs.

"Sure, I'm not taking up any more of your time, have a nice day"

"See you on Wednesday, Mr. Miller," you said in a friendly tone as you turned around and walked up the stairs, putting your headphones back on your head. He just turned to look at you as you disappeared around the stairs and just smiled and walked into the teacher's room.

The classes weren't as boring as you expected, the topics were interesting and you really paid attention to every word the teachers said, your schedule on Mondays was rushed until 1pm, you just stepped out when the rain took over the streets. Due to the weather you would go straight to your house, since you didn't have an umbrella and you knew that the rain would get worse as the hours went by. The good thing is that your friend had a car, and she would take you home to go over some topics.

And from thinking about Professor Miller so much, I think you manifested it a little bit, because after seeing him at the entrance this morning, you saw him when you went to the bathroom down the hallway talking to a professor, then at lunch, you saw him leave the building with his beautiful brown jacket and with some professors who you imagine having lunch. And right now in the parking lot… recharged in his car while smoking a cigarette.

There could be a much hotter scene than this?

You elbowed your friend who was next to you talking about an argument she had with a girl in her 8 o'clock class. At the moment of feeling your blow she turn to look at you with furrowed eyebrows and you only pointed with your eyes to who was a few meters away from you. She just smiled wickedly as she looked at you raising her eyebrows and you threatened her with your gaze before you could protest she was already approaching him as she greeted him in the process.

"Hi, Mr. Miller," your friend said animatedly as she stood in front of him while keeping a decent distance.

"Hello girls" he shook the ashes from his cigarette and they fell to the floor "time to go?" he looked at both of you with a smile

"that's right, after a bad day" your friend wrinkled her lips

"Why?" he sucked on his cigarette as smoke slowly rose from his lips.

"Well, my choice of teachers wasn't the best this semester"

"Isn't it?" by his tone they knew he had been offended

"You don't haha, you are a good teacher"

"I hope so, since you didn't participate in Friday's class" he said and he looked at you smiling and you returned the gesture

"well.. The truth is that I haven't researched so much on the subject, but I have her to help me," she said as she hugged you by the shoulders so you would get closer to them.

"She's a good one"

You just rolled your eyes because of the comment

"I know she's good, I saw her last semester, she just needs to be more participative" he said looking straight into your eyes with a serious countenance waiting for you to answer

"I will be" You looked at him in both eyes and he just nodded

"I hope so, you know I expect a lot from you, I don't want to be disappointed and see that you don't give it your all"

"I'll help her get out of her comfort zone" your friend said as she looked at you with a smile

He nodded as he tossed his cigarette on the floor and extinguished it with the toe of his shoe.

"Work on the task I leave, you'll be the first ones I ask," he said as he straightened up and for the first time that day you saw how strong he had become.

"We won't let you down"

"I hope not" he said as he walked in the opposite direction of you, "drive carefully"

"Have a nice day, Mr. Miller" your friend said screaming while you smiled embarrassed by her action. He just nodded, smiling.

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It was already Wednesday, you were looking forward to that day.

The day before you hadn't seen Professor Miller all morning, you were eager to see him, it was the only time in the day when you could see him. You arrived first thing in the morning, bringing coffee for your friend and yourself. You liked to be early to your classes, you didn't like to be late, anywhere in fact. Normally you were the first to arrive, and sometimes with 5 minutes to go there was still no one in the room, some were very unpunctual as well as some teachers, but Professor Miller was the most punctual person you knew.

You arrived at the classroom 10 minutes early, and as you imagined no one had arrived, you left the coffees in your place and when you were going to leave your things on the seat, the door to the classroom opened and Professor Miller peeked out behind it with his suitcase hanging from his shoulder, gave you a smile and spoke.

"Good day"

"Good day teacher"

"I came to let you know that the class will be held in room 13" sighed

"Oh the 13th? Isn't it too big for our group?" You frowned, taking the coffees in hand and walking straight to the door where he was.

"Yes it is, but apparently it's the only void, the seniors won't be there today" he moved so you could get out, and you started walking side by side towards the end of the hallway.

The walk was silent, some teachers passed by you and greeted Joel. He was taller than you by a lot, in sneakers you reached his shoulder, you were ridiculously small next to him, and that's why you started wearing high-heeled boots, not so high but at least they made you reach a little above his jaw. You felt that you were perceived as more mature, more at your age, because when you wore sneakers very few looked at you, that included him.

You felt more confident in boots, you felt more attractive even to yourself. As the years went by, you changed your style, you took out clothes that were very old, that you didn't use, that were no longer your style, and you replaced them with wide pants, long but cute skirts, short schoolgirl skirts, plaid skirts, t-shirts with a little cleavage, showing back, warmer or darker colors, You didn't like the color so much, and you felt like you changed the way everyone saw you, you looked more mature to some people, but you only cared about impressing 1.

Joel opened the room where the class would be, let you in first to which you thanked him in a low voice, you went to the places in the front row, you arranged your things while you saw Joel arrange his on the desk. Being the only two presences inside the room felt weird in a way, or for you it was, you felt nervous, you tried not to feel that way but it was impossible to see him in profile, you were noticing new things, his beard was grayer in some areas.

You noticed that his chest was more muscular as well as his back, it was already wide, when he was serious his jaw looked strong, the muscles of his neck were marked, he was so sensual, you thought it impossible that at some point in your life you would like a teacher, you would never have thought that someone twice your age would have you like that.

His hands were very big, almost the size of a tablet, if he put them on your face it would cover the whole face, the veins were slightly marked along his arms, even if at that moment you couldn't see them, you knew they were there, under that tanned skin, you loved how those dress pants fit his thighs, as the belt marked the beginning of his hips, and when he was in profile you couldn't help but look at his crotch, as a bulge was present, effortlessly. And because of that, you knew he was well-endowed.

You were still watching him sitting from your seat, when his voice took you out of your thoughts

"Why do you always arrive so early?" He looked at you with a smile that made his eyes small

"Mmh because I don't like to be unpunctual" he smiled at you in the same way

"I see" while telling you that and maintaining eye contact he took a book from his portfolio, look at it and walk towards you with his eyes on it.

Standing in front of you, he look at you and hold out the book.

"What is this?" You took it in your hand, rubbing your fingers with his.

"It helped me a lot when I was in college, it helped me understand a lot of topics, some of which we will see in class," he said while watching you study the cover of the book.

"And why do you give this to me?" You looked him in the eyes confused

"because I know how much you like to read, and I know that you love to read about these topics, apart from that it will help you to study some topics before we see them in class, and you are a good student, I want you to understand the potential you have and you can be more confident when you participate" he looked you in the eyes with a look that you never seen before, his eyes looked so pure, his voice went down 2 tones making his voice sound hoarse but a the same time softer.

You stood silently looking at it, saw the book in your hands and looked back at him.

"how do you remember I like reading about this?"

"Oh, last semester you mentioned it, the first day" he said returning to the desk

"do you remember everything we tell you?" you sounded confused and with a bit of amusement in your voice

"only the important things" He squinted at you with a squinting smile as he sat in the chair behind the desk.

you just looked at the book to avoid his gaze, you could feel your cheeks burning from the comment and Joel…he turned his gaze away from his laptop screen to look at you and cover his smile with the palm of his hand as he saw you blushing as you looked at the book.

Did he want to tell you that what you said was important? Did he want to make you feel important? Were you important to him? That's why he gave you the book?

Lots of damn questions and no answers, but the nerves were impossible to hide, you felt his gaze leave the screen to see you, you only looked at your research notes, you felt that time passed slowly, and no one came, you crossed your legs with nerves as you moved them, your hands were cold.

God why you're a damn nervous girl, focus, can't know that he has that effect on you.

The classroom was completely silent, only the keys of his laptop were the only ones present, and you were sure that your breathing was heard, when you saw that the door opened and a couple of students entered waving at Joel. Among them was your friend, you released all the air you had holding in your lungs and smiled nervously at her as she walked up to you and sat down next to you.

"Why did it take you so long?" you scolded her quietly

"I'm sorry, I ran into Brat in the hallway," she said, blushing as she touched your hands "Why are your hands so cold?" His voice sounded a little louder in the room, drawing Joel's gaze to you

"It's cold," you removed your hand abruptly as you evaded his gaze. She looked at Joel, he looked away and turned it to his papers and then at you

"Were you two alone?"

you didn't say anything

"That's what happens to you for being too punctual" she said mockingly, you looked at her offended

The class passed quickly, you were grateful because every time he explained you could notice that his gaze returned to you every second, no matter how much you loved it and begged him to see you, the nerves consumed you, you didn't participate for the same reason, it was too much pressure that you were putting on yourself, your head was playing you wrong this time. At the end you wanted to run out of the room, you knew that in the next class he would reproach you but today you couldn't deal with it, no no.

But you still had to hand over the research that left off homework. You followed your friend from behind, got to the desk, left your work on top of the others, but your friend waited for him to finish talking to the girl who had "corrected" you last class.

Ugh radiates so much hypocrisy.

"I put a lot of effort into the work, in the end I added extra information that I read in a book, it was very stimulating what you left us Professor Miller" she said with a flirtatious smile as she leaned back at the desk

"I'm glad it has helped you, being a new student you should know that I leave a lot of research and essays but from your point of view, I like to know what you think about each topic we touch on in class" Joel replied while taking the essays in hand and putting them in his portfolio.

"Oh I know, you'll get a lot out of me professor Miller"

Wow, yes it sounded blatant

Joel only nodded half-smiling, the girl said goodbye and your friend spoke.

"Mr. Miller my essay itself doesn't have much information" Joel cocked his head crossing his arms "I know you said 3 to 4 pages but I didn't get that much information that was different from the others" she smiled falsely

"Uh uh and your own words? Because I guess not everything that comes is from Internet pages, is it?" he said with an interrogative look and a raised eyebrow

"Am no, it's not"

Lie, you remember perfectly 1 day before what she told you.

FLASHBACK

"He clearly said that you could only put little information from the internet and justify it with our words, you can't copy everything without giving credit to its authors" you told her while typing on your laptop

"Shut up, he won't notice, besides the AI will help me" she smiled while the artificial intelligence did its work

"you forget that he does read the works, He's going to notice"

"He's your boyfriend, if he notices you give him some kisses and that's it"

"Hey!" you threw a pillow at her

end of the flashback

"Okay, I'll read it and we'll see," he picked up the essay and put it in his briefcase.

"Thank you teacher"

you said goodbye to him and before leaving you turned to look at him and obviously, he was already looking at you, he just smiled at you and turned his gaze away from you.

Am I crazy or is he paying more attention to me?

The energy felt different being with him, it felt on both sides, but it was very easy for you to get excited and misimitate things, to see things in a different way than the other person does. He was your teacher and you didn't want to think that you had a chance, even if your friend made fun of you, she still noticed how his attention towards you had changed, but he had always been nice to you, he always encouraged you, but for some reason he was different this time.

Joel´s pov

When she left the classroom, he could feel his heart beating normally again.

What stupidity are you doing joel?!

The only thing he needed was to feel that way, he couldn't, he knew it was wrong to do it, she was a student, he genuinely wanted to help her excel, he knew that she had several interests within the area of philosophy, he wanted her to have all the possibilities for her to be motivated.

He wanted to teach her everything he knew, he wanted her to learn from him, she was so smart that it was hard for him to see how she didn't know that, how she racked her brain last semester by pushing her brain so hard into a way of learning that wasn't suitable for her.

He was willing to help her understand in every way possible to make it easy for her this time. But I'd be lying if he said he didn't want to know more about her… About who she really was, to know why she is so passionate about philosophy, to know if she was the pretty, polite girl that all the teachers talk about. But one thing he did know, she was the prettiest girl his eyes had seen in a while.

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Obsessed - A.T. drabble

professor!Alex Turner x reader (but its so subtle, it could be any Alex x reader pairing)

warnings: cockwarming, oral sex (m receiving), pet names, praising, teensy bit of facefucking, fluff at the end, soft dom Alex, sub reader (ish)

a/n: @ohladymoon gave me motivation to finish this and helped when I was stuck so thank you <3. Its mostly smut - enjoy

Your books and notes are sprawled out across the table, laptop open on a lecture, your back aching as you hunched over the screen. Actually, it isn’t just your back that is aching. Your head feels like it's in a clamp, your hands are cramping from gripping your pen so tightly, and your eyes are throbbing. You don’t know how long you’ve been studying for, just that you’ve been sitting at Alex’s dining table since 11am, and it’s now dark outside. 

You're not alone at least. Alex is sitting at the other end of the table, reading glasses on as he slowly marks essays, occasionally bringing the end of his pen up to his lips to nibble on it while he’s thinking. His hair is soft and fluffy, not having bothered to put any gel in it when he knew he was just going to be spending the day working with you. 

You haven’t spoken for a few hours, just the odd ‘yes, please’ or ‘no, thank you’ when Alex offers to make you a cup of tea. 

‘Maybe you should take a break, darling.’ Alex breaks the silence. You look up from your notes to see him gazing across the table at yours, leaning back in his chair, his arms crossed over his chest. He looks serious.

‘No, this will only take me another hour or so, it’s fine.’ You’re determined to finish your work, despite the ache behind your eyes.

‘You’ve rewatched the last ten minutes of that lecture about 4 times. It’s driving me crazy, and I imagine you’re not feeling great either.’ He chuckles. ‘Come on, tell me you really don’t want a break.’ 

You sigh. He’s right. The words on the notepad in front of you are merging into one scribbled blur and every word the lecturer says is just going in one ear and out the other. You aren’t getting any meaningful work done. Maybe you should take a break. To be honest, what you really want right now is to cuddle up with Alex on the sofa. 

‘Can we go lie down then? Please?’

‘Sorry, baby, got to finish marking these. Should be another half an hour.’ Alex goes back to looking at his papers, and your heart aches a little bit. You haven’t touched him for hours, and, for the two of you, that’s a long time to go without. You and Alex are usually very clingy, making up for having to hide your relationship in class by always being with each other behind closed doors. You’re practically attached at the hip. You had sat away from Alex today to try to minimise distractions while working, but now you’re desperate to hold him again.

‘But, Al, I wanna be with you.’ You pout, knowing that it’s Alex’s weakness. You just want his attention.

‘Aw, you feeling needy, baby?’ Alex raises a brow, teasing you.

You huff, not talking back because if you do, Alex will probably call you a brat and you’ll be much less likely to get what you want. But you won’t give up completely. It’s a fine line.

‘Just wanna be close to you.’ 

Alex puts his pen down, thinking for a few moments before turning his gaze back to you. He has a little glint in his eye, and you can tell he’s got an idea brewing.

‘Want to keep me warm then?’ 

You nod eagerly, knowing what Alex means straight away. You’ve done this before, when you were feeling especially needy but Alex was in a zoom meeting. 

‘Alright, baby, grab a cushion then, yeah?’ 

You smile and close your laptop, pushing your notes into a semblance of a pile, before going and getting your favourite cushion from the sofa. You shuffle back over to Alex, who’s pushed his chair back from the table to make room for you. You drop the cushion under the table and sink down, making yourself comfortable. 

Alex shuffles himself forward so he can still reach his essays easily, his legs now bracketing you on either side. It’s comfortably dark under the table, the dim light easing the pain in your eyes. You feel sleepy already.

‘Alright, behave now, ok? Don’t distract me.’ Alex looks down at you, his eyes stern, stroking your hair gently with one large hand. He reaches down to your chin, tilting your head up to look at him. ‘You ready?’

You nod eagerly, but Alex tuts and shakes his head.

‘Use your words, baby.’

‘Yes, Al. Please.’ 

He nods and smiles, stroking your hair once more before moving his hands to his belt, unbuckling it. He unzips his trousers, his hands moving far too slowly for your liking. 

Finally, he pulls his cock out, pumping it a few times. It’s still soft, but that doesn’t mean that your mouth isn’t watering at the sight of it. 

You look up at Alex, making eye contact with him to silently ask permission. He smiles, and you dip your head, suckling on his tip before slowly taking all of him into your mouth, or as much as you can fit anyway. Even soft, Alex’s cock is an impressive size. 

You hum around him as you feel him pressing hot and heavy on your tongue. His smell and taste is all encompassing and so familiar. You can’t help but bob your head and little, swirling your tongue teasingly around him. You can feel Alex’s cock beginning to stiffen, forcing your mouth to open a little wider around his girth. 

Alex pats your head gently. 

‘Alright, settle down. Let me finish these papers, you relax, baby.’ 

You do as you’re told, relaxing your jaw to take more of him into your mouth, then resting your head on Alex’s thigh, feeling his muscle tense a little under your cheek. He’s warm and solid, the fabric of his trousers silky on your skin.

Your eyes start to fall closed, the feeling of Alex slowly throbbing in your mouth making you feel warm and safe. You love the way this position makes you feel, kneeling quietly between Alex’s legs. You just love being so close to him, and really, you can’t get closer than this. Every few minutes, Alex’s hand dips down to card his fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp. You can feel your headache fading away, the tiredness you’ve been holding at bay for the past few hours finally catching up with you. You close your eyes.

- * - * -

You wake up to Alex tugging your hair, his breath coming hard and fast as he looks down at you with blown out eyes. 

“Fuck, baby.”

You slowly come back to reality, feeling the drool dripping down your chin and onto your knees as Alex’s now very hard cock stretches your mouth open. You taste the salty tang of his pre-cum at the back of your tongue, his length hot and throbbing in your mouth. You widen your eyes up at Alex, who’s breathing heavily as his hands card through your hair, essays obviously abandoned.

“Have a good nap, baby?” He manages to huff out, and you nod as much as the grip he has on your hair will allow.

“Yeah, well you really seemed to like teasing me in your sleep. Fuck.” his hips buck slightly, pushing his cock further into your throat and you try not to gag, swallowing tightly around his tip instead. He groans lowly, throwing his head back to look at the ceiling.

“Think you need to finish what you started, princess, hm?” Alex looks back down to you, his eyes black, pupils blown, a few wrinkles on his forehead as his eyebrows knit together in a slight frown. A few strands of his fluffy hair fall gracefully over his forehead, before he pushes them back quickly with one trembling hand. 

You nod again, before getting to work. The sounds echoing round the room are obscene, suckling and slobbering as you bob your head up and down Alex’s length, hollowing your lips as best you can around his girth. You feel him twitch in your mouth, an accompanying moan slipping out of Alex’s mouth. His grip tightens on your hair, pulling you down further on his cock while his hips begin to grind against your face. Your nose is pressed into his pubes, and you feel yourself growing lightheaded but the sensation of Alex’s wet, hot cock sliding in and out of your lips, hitting the back of your throat is practically heavenly. 

You pull yourself off his length and Alex’s hand on your hair loosened, recognising that you need some air. You wipe the drool dripping down your chin with your hand and then use it to pump his cock, your hand gliding softly over his velvety skin. You dip your head to take his balls in your mouth and Alex gasps as you flick your tongue over them, sucking each one in turn before pulling off with a pop.

Alex heaves in a breath, panting. “Gonna come, baby, need to come in your mouth.” 

You nod eagerly, kitten licking his tip, then relaxing your jaw to take him down your throat again. You barely even need to bob your head before a string of expletives work their way out of Alex’s mouth, a hand on either side of your head as his hips stutter. You feel his seed before you taste it, coating the back of your throat like a balm. You swallow it down eagerly, feeling his cock twitch and throb as he releases his load. 

You keep him in your mouth, licking and suckling softly as he softens slowly. His hands are still trembling, stroking your hair gently as he comes down from what must have been a rather good orgasm. 

“Fuck…” He sighs, his hand coming to grip your chin gently and push you off him. He tucks himself back into his trousers, motioning for you to sit on his lap. Your legs are stiff from kneeling for so long, but as soon as you're settled on his thighs, his fingers begin kneading your muscles, working out the tension and knots that have built up. You rest your head in the crook of his neck, feeling his pulse still hammering in his neck. 

“So good, baby,” Alex croons, burying his face in your hair. “So good for me, such a good girl.”

You smile at his praises, bringing your hand to his so your fingers can intertwine, breathing in his scent, the smell of sweat and sex mixing with his cologne. 

“Can we cuddle now, Al?” 

“Course, baby. Want me to carry you to bed?”

thanks for reading hope yous enjoyed :)

#alex turner x reader #alex turner #arctic monkeys #Alex turner smut #Alex turner imagine #alex turner fanfic #drabble #my writing

[madhatterbri]

Jealous | T.N.

Summary: Theo and Izzy had an one night stand during the summer. They agreed it was just for fun and nothing more. Now she is at Hogsmaede with Draco and Theo can't hide his jealousy.

"You look rather exquisite," Draco purred in her ear while hugging her from behind. He ran his hands down her sides and kissed her neck. Isabel smiled and turned to look at him.

"You aren't bad yourself," she smiled and kissed him softly. Her eyes closing for a brief second. Always a fan of Hogsmaede, she loved to be free of Hogwarts rules. The professors may be chaperones, but they couldn't watch all the students at once.

"Looks like we got an audience," Draco chuckled. He moved his head towards the direction. A few feet away stood an angry Theodore Nott. His face was red while his brown eyes glared. Tightly balled fists hung around his sides.

"You may want to calm him down before Crabbe and Goyle have to get involved. I don't want to see him a bloody pulp like first year. He got blood on my uniform," she whined. After the beat down they some how became friends. Boys are wild.

"Patience, darling," he tapped her nose before kissing her once more. Draco looked at Crabbe and Goyle. "I have a little business to handle. I'll see you soon,"

They bid their goodbyes and he left leaving Isabel to deal with an angry Theo. She sighed and looked at his direction. He stood in the same manner she saw the first time. Better to get this over with now than later.

Lately, he was jealous. She still wasn't sure where he found the audacity. During the summer, they had an one night stand at a party at Blaise's house. They agreed it was for fun. While they had flirted in the past, she knew they would never work out.

"Theo, what is you-"

Her question cut short by him grabbing her wrist. He took her away from the pathway and towards the treeline. The entire time she demanded to let her go. They walked a few feet into the woods before he let her go. He turned to look at her.

"Cute stunt," he growled. His lips were pursed and his eyes looked watery. The tip of his ears so red they looked like they could start a fire.

"Stunt? What stunt?" She asked. Her eyebrows furrowed and her nose scrunched. "What is your problem lately?"

"You! And that idiot ferret," he answered and turned. He took a few steps away from her. His fingers ran through his hair. Isabel stared at his back.

"Why? Are you jealous?" She teased. Theo turned and stood in front of her. Isabel took a nervous step back. There were plenty of times she had seen him mad but this was by far the worst.

"I'm not jealous. I have no reason to be jealous of that daddy's boy," he spat as if he ate something disgusting.

"Then what's wrong? I know you are a fan of PDA. Just last week you had your tongue down some poor Hufflepuff's throat,"

"I-" he began but stopped. His nostrils flared. His thoughts were zooming in his mind. He could barely think let alone speak.

"Listen, you and I have the most fucked up friendship," she started. Theo seemed to calm down. "We fight constantly and then make out. I want our friendship the way it was before we had sex. Can we please go back to that?" She asked. Isabel missed the way they were together.

"I don't want that," he confessed. Isabel could feel her heart break. She couldn't imagine a world without Theo in it. "I want more. With you,"

#fanfiction #imagine #love #angst #harry potter #draco malfoy #theo nott #theodore nott #hogsmeade

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: A Whale of a Tale

Darren Aronofsky: Submitted for the approval of the midnight society, i call this the tale of the whale Stephen King: wow! sounds like a whale of a - Aronofsky: do not patronize me

Aronofsky: i am no peddler of cheap thrills Aronofsky: no two-bit carnival hack frightening children with spooks and spectres Aronofsky: i am an artist laying bare the true horror of human existence Aronofsky: like what if a guy ate 2 pizzas

Aronofsky: this is the story of a guy who's so fat Aronofsky: that when you see him, all you feel is disgust   Aronofsky: but not in a trashy way Aronofsky: But it’s all shot by Herb Ritz so it’s really beautiful and you feel sorry for him

Aronofsky: ok picture this Aronofsky: this guy is so fat, he doesn't eat like a human Aronofsky: he eats like a monster Aronofsky: like a cookie monster! Aronofsky: it really makes you think

Aronofsky: just imagine Aronofsky: he's making anchovy & nutella sandwiches Aronofsky: limburger & siracha cake   Aronofsky: you know, just eating like a cartoon character Aronofsky: but we'll play the jaws theme while it happens so you know its scary

Stephen King: my god, this is the most terrifying story I've ever heard! Aronofsky: just wait Aronofsky: imagine we turn up the constant snorting & belching that a fat person does so you don't miss a SECOND King: my god!! King: and they call ME the master of the macabre!

Aronofsky: ok so the fat guy is a professor at a college Aronofsky: but he's so fat that he has to zoom his lectures Aronofsky: i've been working on this script for 10 years but its really lucky that covid happened or this detail wouldn't really make sense

Aronofsky: but when he's in the depths of a pizza binge, he emails his students all "fuck essays!! write me something honest!!" Aronofsky: like some real dead poets society shit Aronofsky: but turns out his students are nerds who love writing essays, so they get him fired instead

Aronofsky: in his last lecture, the fat guy is all "some of you wrote essays of heartbreaking honesty" Aronofsky: and then he reads those essays to the whole class Aronofsky: which would be kind of fucked up Aronofsky: but luckily they didn't actually say anything interesting

Aronofsky: they all wrote "my parents are annoying" Aronofsky: and "sometimes i feel sad" Aronofsky: but the fat guy is so moved that he turns on his zoom camera Aronofsky: to reveal the awful truth of his fatness!! Stephen King: this story is getting way too scary for me

Aronofsky: the kids are shocked! Aronofsky: they thought he kept his camera turned off because he was a chiseled adonis Aronofsky: but now they know the awful truth that their professor is fat! Aronofsky: then the fat guy smashes his computer Aronofsky: in a fit of fat rage

Stephen King: wow! this story is terrifying! it just gives me chills! King: maybe we can have a nice happy story to calm us all down next King: hey meg why don't you tell us that nice story about the pill? Meg Elison:

Elison: what King: yeah you know that happy story about the pill that lets you lost weight instantly? Elison: that's not a happy story King: what? yeah, it is! King: they lose weight! King: now that's what i call hopepunk! Elison: OH Elison: MY Elison: GOD

#midnight pals #the midnight society #midnight society #stephen king #darren aronofsky #meg elison

[yel-ashaya]

I hope some people — especially those budding writers — find this post helpful!

I’m an English teacher and one of my responsibilities is to teach creative writing, whether it’s description, a short story or the beginning of a longer story.

Here are some helpful tips I give my students:

Language

1. Show, don’t tell. This means to let me, as a reader, imagine what the scene looks like. How do I know a character is scared? Is their thinking disorientated? Are they short of breath? Are they sweating? Don’t simply say, “She was scared.”

2. Stay away from cliches. Reading something like “It sent shivers down my spine” or “My heart was pounding” really spoils the mood in something like a horror/thriller/Gothic story.

3. Appeal to the senses. Instead of telling me what the scene/character looks like, tell me what is smells, sounds or feels like. (Admittedly, taste might be quite hard!)

4. Don’t sacrifice description for dialogue. It’s enough to say “He/she/they said”. There’s no need to look up fancy synonyms for “said” as you’re writing will end up looking weird and forced. I never want to read “He expostulated” or “She sighed”

5. Use more than similes, metaphors and personification. You could use the rule of three, hyperbole, rhetorical questions

6. Vary sentence lengths. You could have a one-word sentence, a simple sentence, a complex sentence, a compound sentence and a compound-complex sentence. You could even use a sentence fragment. Don’t overuse the idea of the one-word sentence!

Simple sentence (one independent clause): I kicked the ball.

Complex sentence (two or more independent clauses): I kicked the ball because I wanted to.

Compound sentence (one independent clause and one or more dependent clause): I kicked the ball, and it hit Tom.

Compound-complex (two or more independent clauses and one or more dependent clause): I kicked the ball because I wanted to, and it hit Tom.

Sentence fragment (adds onto a previous sentence): I kicked the ball, and it hit Tom. Hard.

Triple (three related words listed): Cold, fragile, vulnerable.

A one-word sentence: Abandoned.

7. Contrast a character’s internal thoughts with their external actions. This isn’t to show that a character is two-faced. This is to tell your reader that something might not be quite right, that the character is thinking one thing and then doing another. Perhaps they’re scared or confused?

8. Use pathetic fallacy. This is when the weather reflects a character’s mood. Very simply, if it’s raining and dark, the character will feel sad; if it’s sunny and warm, the character will feel happy

9. Redraft, redraft, redraft. Write your work, and then use a thesaurus to improve word choices. Be careful though of mis-using words e.g. “Pulchritudinous smile” might sound better than “Beautiful smile” but it really sounds silly. In addition, sometimes simpler really is better e.g. the sentence “The snarling professor floated genially past us” doesn’t make sense at all! Sometimes it really is better to say “He walked”!

10. Vary the start of your sentences

Start with an adverb: Mercilessly lashing the window panes, the rain never ceased.

Start with a present participle: Lashing the window panes mercilessly, the rain never ceased.

Structure

1. Use cyclical structure. This means to mention an idea/word/theme/thing at the start of your writing, and to mention it again at the end. Using cliffhangers is lazy, and it often leaves readers unfulfilled.

2. Use a repeated motif. Repeat an idea/word/theme/thing throughout your work. This can be anything e.g. mention the weather, mention a character’s internal monologue.

3. Include a contrast. Could you contrast the mood at the beginning with the mood at the end? Could you contrast a character’s internal thoughts with their external actions/words?

4. Don’t keep the story in one time or place. Flash back or forwards to a different time period. Flash to a different location, perhaps from inside to outside.

5. Zoom in on a tiny detail (a grain of sand, a leaf, a beetle, someone’s thoughts), and then zoom out to deceive the bigger picture (the weather, the landscape).

Any other tips?

Read, read, read! An author I particularly recommend for getting inspiration about crafting dialogue, imagery and narrative is Ray Bradbury.

#writing tips #fanfiction #fic #creative writing #I hope I haven’t patronised anyone! #ray bradbury #I will add to this list #please reply in the comments or tags if you have any other top tips

[wordsinhaled]

so actually i'm not sure i've ever posted about this headcanon on here but ... it's "N yelling about knitter hob" time i guess???

so first of all, HOB + HANDICRAFTS in general

but especially hob + knitting, because... i imagine it'd be something he'd pick up for practicality to begin with, but then have time to perfect, and that he holds on to it as a hobby. i think he'd really appreciate indie wool dyers and the availability of unique fibers and blends and colors in modern-day knitting. i think he'd really appreciate that there is always something new to learn or try in knitting, as well as the familiarity and coziness of mindless knitting in front of the telly or while watching webinars or boring zoom work meetings. and i think he'd especially appreciate how knitting brings folks together

like... please imagine hob holding stitch n bitch sessions at the new inn??? hob having a knitting circle??? and it's full of older folks who love this sweet young man in his 30s, and he allows them to believe he's just a really quick study, but he's also doing advanced double knitting and fancy colorwork and brioche and teaching these seasoned knitters things. hob hosting little informal knitting classes at the student union. hob going to charity shops and unravels thrifted sweaters for the yarn and making lovely things with it. hob turning his own wooden needles, even. hob darning his knitted socks and repairing his knits when they fray and holding on to the same pieces for years and years. dream coming over and hob's entire living room is taken up by blocking mats for an enormous snuggly shawl for his elderly neighbor who suffers with joint pain in the winter months

all this to also say—i love love love hob in fall-colored jumpers just as much as the next person but. i invite y'all to imagine the funky hand-knit jumpers potential of knitter hob with me. hob makes all the things by stephen west because colors! textures! cool stitches! and becomes known as the professor with the kinda weird but awesome colorful hand-knit cozy jumpers and scarves (like this and this)... the first one of which dream naturally steals for himself every time he's over

everyone in his department gets hand-knits for the holidays

his flat is also full of hand-knit blankets, tea and mug cozies, pillow covers, you name it

of course, because i can't have knitter hob without making it full dreamling, he's got to knit dream a jumper of his very own (hob has hubris enough to disregard the boyfriend curse, after all). but because dream's already stealing his pullovers, hob decides it should be some sort of billowy open-front long cardigan out of fancy fingering-weight black yarn, with sequin constellations. and also a beanie. the possibilities are *cough* endless

YEAH KNITTER HOB

#the sandman #hob gadling #dreamling

[aeor-is-for-reccing]

This week, we have ten shadowgast fics centered around the theme Professor Widogast! Dive in after the cut:

Ongoing Speculation by marsmystic (1674, Teen) Warnings: None Essek shows up to Caleb’s classes in various disguises Reccer says: Nothing

Caleb and the Pussycats by Daintylemonsquare (1105, General) Warnings: None Caleb has cats in every lesson, a new one joins in Reccer says: It's so cute

You don’t understand, we don’t hold hands. by comradeartemis (1435, Teen) Warnings: None Zoom classes and Frumpkin being a menace. Reccer says: Students will be students

A Wizard’s Spellbook by dhwty_writes (1321, General) Warnings: None This is a beautiful and heartwarming reflection on the people who have influenced Prof. Widogast's life. Reccer says: Be ready to read it twice and have a good cry.

prospective pupils by quinn_of_aebradore (1128, General) Warnings: None Caleb takes a look through some rejected Soltryce student prospects, and chooses who he will teach. Reccer says: Short and sweet, Essek is a wonderfully supportive partner to Caleb in his decision-making.

Name by jakia (833, Teen) Warnings: no warnings Caleb starts his own magic school, and has a mysterious visitor one night. Reccer says: I love the possibilities contained within, the idea that Caleb can make his own place and not just teach at Soltryce.

Dunamancy 101: The Practical Application of Romance Upon Two Unsuspecting Wizards by Dragonslaeyr (5196, Teen) Warnings: None Double whammy with both Professor Widogast AND Professor Thelyss. It's a modern AU from an outsider perspective in which a group of students conspire to set up two of their professors in order to alleviate their workload. Reccer says: This one is SO cleverly done! It's a modern AU but stays so close to the essence of our boys and the formatting is just so cleverly done. Lots of little references that don't stick out to our narrators but will warm/break your heart in an 'if you know you know' kind of way. Especially recommend for current or recovering academics.

A Sort of Beacon Where There Used to Be A Dull Roar by Wordonawing (8781, Mature) Warnings: none Essek gets hurt, then stays with Caleb for a while. Reccer says: It's so very soft, but especially for professor widogast - I like that part of the attraction for Essek is that Caleb is a good teacher, and that the fic shows what being a good teacher is like.

And then for these last two we had two recs each!

His Husband by Cers (3347, General) Warnings: None Student's POV: Two very different, but very good professors sometimes mention significant others. Can you guess the plot twist? ;) Reccer 1 says: It's an absolutely gorgeous depiction of not only tenderness and love, but also of two very good teachers. My teacher heart soared while reading it, I teared up on the train when seating arrangements were mentioned. It also has fantastic characterisation of Essek and Caleb. It's the quintessential professor fic to me. Reccer 2 says: I don’t usually like second person pov but damn this is a good fic

I think of all the education that I’ve missed (but then my homework was never quite like this) by MarsBar2019 (15118, Explicit) Warnings: None Essek gets to see both Caleb as a good teacher and Caleb as a decidedly naughty teacher. Contains some jealousy/possessiveness. Reccer 1 says: Caleb is a great professor in this - imaginative, supportive, firm but kind. There are lovely depictions of Caleb and Essek's home life. Essek experiences a wild variety of feelings. There's some wonderful smut in Caleb's office. And most importantly Caleb says the words "daddy voice" and uses said "daddy voice". Reccer 2 says: Hot professor Widogast gets to dom the naughty student.

Have some questions? Check out our FAQ, and look for us next week, when we'll have a new rec list centered around Culture Differences!

#Shadowgast #Cr fics #CR fic recs #Critical Role #essek thelyss #Caleb Widogast

[tacagen]

NO. OH NO, THE PARALLELS

#eobard thawne #professor zoom #reverse flash #the flash #barry allen #eobarry ig? #tales from the dark multiverse: flashpoint (2020) #thawne fucking talks so much more. as usual #the character development he goes through in ONE SINGLE PAGE is fucking unmatched tho #again i dont think his character ever went through that much development before. dark flashpoint my beloved #also @ barry. list of the reasons you just had to lean above thawne's corpse Like That on my desk. NOW #is that like. the closest he fucking got to thawne on his own choice???? #man cant imagine what the corpse felt in that moment #me and who

[hettiesworld]

Jeremy Renner

Coast

I'm Just Ken

Oodie-Boogie

Every Woman (Female OFC) | She's a Fire (sequel to Every Woman)

Music Sounds Better With You - 1 | 2 | 3

I... Don't Like Coffee (Female OFC)

Incredible Eyes

Trouble (Sheriff!Jeremy)

Imagine: Attending a Jeremy concert without knowing it's him...

Run To You (professor!Jeremy) - 1 [DISCONTINUED]

bad idea right? (Female OFC)

Jeremy song fics masterlist

Clint Barton

I Need Therapy

Hide and Seek

Rise Up (Clintasha)

Mike McLusky

Sacrifice (male OFC)

Come as You Are (female OFC)

Chris Evans

I Recommend a Daddy

Pity Party

Lessons in Love

Other Jeremy characters

Unnamed [renamed it No Lie] (William Brandt)

Runaway (You and I) (Jerry Pierce) - 1 | 2

The Riddle (Penn) - 1 | 2

Waking the Witch (Non-Vampire!Penn)

I Am The Law (Brian Gamble)

The Bodyguard (William Brandt)

War and Peace (And Love) (Sergeant James) - 1 | 2

Kids (Mark "Dags" D'Agastino)

Misc characters/actors

Band of Gold (Lance Tucker)

Orange Juice (Ransom Drysdale/Charles Blackwood) - 1 | 2 [DISCONTINUED]

Walking on the Moon (Ian Donnelly/James Mace/Chris Beck) - 1 [DISCONTINUED]

Perception and Mischief (Loki Laufeyson) - 1 [DISCONTINUED]

Soldat? (Bucky Barnes/Clint Barton)

Knowing Me, Knowing You (Jake Jensen)

When The Party's Over (Ransom Drysdale)

Invisible Touch (human!Vision)

S Is For... Something Else? (Andy Barber)

Quarantined (Avengers cast) - 1 [DISCONTINUED]

Unnamed (Charles Xavier)

You Got Me Twisted (Ransom Drysdale)

Say So (Colin Shea)

Class Fight (Kyle - The Perfect Score)

Tainted Love (Jake Wyler)

The Distance (John Doe - Twisted Metal series)

Asks

Will Brandt headcanon - Patching each other up after a fight

Chris Evans headcanon - Taking care of you after a rough day

Hansel headcanon - Going on a witch hunt with Hansel

Fic request - Jeremy and the reader on a Zoom call in quarantine

Ransom headcanon - Falling in love for the first time

Fic request - Cornelia Street (Steve Rogers)

Ransom headcanon - Mean daddy with naive!reader

#masterlist #jeremy renner #chris evans #marvel #mayor of kingstown #hettiesworld #clint barton x reader #clint barton #sebastian stan

[avoidantrecovery]

just zoomed with my professor to ask final questions about my oral exam and she told me she liked my work and that i had essentially already passed 🥰 she gave me pointers on how to best structure my defence/presentation, and the call went really well.

you guys have no idea how wracked i was ever since i handed in my thesis a couple of weeks ago. i was sure it was pure shit and it was not 🥹 it took me so long to complete this degree, but i can't actually believe i did it. i got my internship last fall and it's where i'm still working part-time, can you imagine?? like this is huge for me.

i still have to prepare for the oral exam, but other than that i'm done. if you had asked me if i would be able to do this two years ago, i would have said no lol. "nobody would take me as an old ass intern, i have nothing to offer, bla bla bla" (inner demons👹) and yet here we are!

maybe i can do other hard things too? 🤔💪🏾

#daily ramblings #avpd success

[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

What if Yuu had a pet dog in monster au who got transported to twisted Wonderland with them(can be your favorite dog breed or leave the type of doggo to our imagination)

Pets that come along with characters into other worlds is always such a fun thing to imagine! :D Whether it’s a dog or cat or bird or even a mischievous ferret that steals your socks, pets can add a certain charm to things. UvU And a certain level of chaos and shenanigans. >v> I love it all!

So let’s say that Yuu did get to find their dog in the Monster AU (which I will leave as being up to you guys since I know those who have doggos or want doggos will want to have their fur bab with them/their character, and like Yuu each dog is going to be different!), but I can see this going a couple of ways:

If Yuu has a small or medium sized dog, that dog is going to be picked up and carried around quite frequently. It’s also not going to be a surprise to see the dog zooming around chasing balls/sticks/rocks/whatever they like to play with, receiving belly rubs and ear scritchies, snuggling in someone’s lap, and playing chase/tag with the monster boys. Deuce might have to be extra careful with the little pup since he doesn’t want to accidentally step on a paw or accidentally get spooked and react, but otherwise the boys would be okay with this unless it’s a yapper. Strangely enough if the dog does bark at others that get near Yuu, the only one the dog won’t bark at would be a certain dalmatian werewolf professor.

Yuu’s unsure whether to believe Ace or Grim when they tell them that their dog insulted them or not. How could such a tiny sweet thing insult anyone? Were they feeling jealous?

Now if the dog is a much larger breed, it’ll be much easier for some of the boys to be able to play and roughhouse with the dog. Given that they understand animal sounds more than humans do, they can communicate with the dog’s signals much more to know the difference between actual aggression and just being playful. The bigger the dog, the more amusing it’ll be to see the guys trying to either pick up the dog or have the dog stand on its hind legs with its paws on their shoulders to see how tall it is by comparison. It’s hilarious when the dog thinks it's still small and tries to sit on someone and all you can see is their face or the top of their head behind the happy lap dog!

The one thing that absolutely will not change regardless of the dog breed is that Professor Crewel will absolutely spoil the dog with affection and will make sure that Yuu has what they need to care for their canine companion. Of course he’ll still show them that misbehaving puppies won’t get treats, and if they had behavioral issues before then he’ll make sure they’re the best dog they can possibly be!

And yes, if the dog is well behaved, he will allow the dog inside his classes. This does help reduce stress in class for the students as if they get too stressed, they can go up and snuggle with the puppy. Grades have improved a good amount due to this, and students even begin bringing treats and toys around to play with them as thanks!

Hope the dog is okay with cats though, as Lucius and Professor Trein will not be too happy having to worry about being chased or having their cat get chased by a rambunctious dog. >.>;

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland monster au #twst monster au

[cloverdaisies]

EARTH TO KEVIN ★ M.HS

#★ tbz! kevin! x reader! only very slightly angsty! fluff! gn reader! short imagine!

description: the boy that lives in outerspace has to make contact with the real world eventually, this short piece documents his small amount of contact with earth. when someone with a raincloud over their world collides with someone that lives in complete disassociation from reality.

member: kevin x reader

genre: fluff , slight hint of angst

Rainclouds loom over the average person’s small mind producing unimaginable spirals of procrastination that echo thoughts such as why am i here? What’s the meaning of my life? Am i happy? For you that was a normal chain of thoughts, you experienced everyday, with your head hung low like some reincarnation of eey-ore from Winnie the Pooh.

But Kevin, kevin, was different to say the least, seemingly an enjoyer of the smaller things in life, he never seemed to have a bad day, the only thing written on his face was a huge grin that strung from ear to ear and eyes that lit up like snow globes when he saw you. That’s what made you two the best of friends, despite him being miles away from you in terms of head space.

“And then! This cat started hissing at me! So I just gave it you know the old here kitty kitty, *pouting noises* and it loved me. I’m now a full time cat tamer.”

You were in a coffee shop, it was about 8pm and Kevin was on another one if his crazed rants about everything good that had happened to him that day. It was dark outside in the mid autumn, and you were up to your neck in stress due to things like unwritten essays and college work.

“Yeah? Does it pay well?” You replied sarcastically, eyes being lit up by the white screen of microsoft world - desperately trying to get some work done whilst you could before you were mentally tortured by the words of your professor for not completing your work on time.

“Life’s not all about the money.” Kevin replied half jokingly, crossing his arms in rejection and after that staring out the window as if he was zooming in on something a thousand miles away.

“I’m never going to complete this assignment.” You slammed your laptop shut, with a huff and a face plant on to the cool surface beneath.

“Then forget about it.” Kevin shrugged, looking at you with a dead serious face, as someone who didn’t go to college, he would never be able to understand the stress you’d felt at that point in time.

“I can’t. I’ll get my ass kicked-” You refuted the comment, opening the screen back up and blocking out the foolish commentary in the background with dead focus on the screen in front of you.

“Pack your stuff we’re going to look at the stars together, right now.” Kevin burst out into one of his random adventure thoughts once again, despite your refusal he pushed your laptop shut and gently grabbed your arm with a smile.

Gentle smiles from Kevin were possibly the most comforting moments you’d ever experienced in your dull life, they were irresistible forces of nature that had the complete sublimity to flip the reality of your day from worse to better.

For Kevin, you were someone that would listen to his every thought which was unfamiliar in a world of such ignorance and despair. You were his piece of reality, he saw your sadness and he knew he was able to change it. He noticed it when you laughed, you smiled, you told him stories that before you would never share.

So he dragged you out of that store, giving you a little twirl under his arm as you left the coffee shop door as if you were in a 2000s romcom. You laughed at the shear stupidity of the maneuver, readjusting the bag that was slung over your shoulder.

Kevin ran ahead into the small field opposite the shop, falling flat onto the grass with a string of laughter as he looked up into the night sky. You placed your things next to him, sitting down despite the fact you were still hung up on stress and sadness - keeping Kevin happy seemed to be more of a priority for you.

Above you, the sky was lit up like a rich navy blanket with carefully sewn in diamonds, a quiet night with not much fuss of life around you - it was peace, like an escape of bliss that brought you a temporary safety unfelt before.

You’d felt a tug at your sweater, looking at Kevin who wanted you to lay next to him making it clear with his glistening eyes and pouted lips. With one arm rested behind his head, he tugged again and added a sweet “lay with me.” that melted every bad thought in your world.

You smiled, settling next to him and looking up at the night sky in the same way he was too. You wished you could be as detached from the sad reality of the world as Kevin was. His thoughts were so much more simpler, his life always had meaning, he always seemed to be happy.

“I love it when you smile.” Kevin looked over to you with love in his eyes, the type of love you thought was necessary due to how close you two were as friends.

Until now, you’d never thought of it as any much more than that, watching as his eyes fluttered over your every feature and his hands resist the temptation to trace every feature he loved on you.

“I love it when you do too.” You turned on to your side resting your head on your flat palm to avoid making contact with the ground. You too, had found yourself panning over his every feature, making notes on his heart shaped lips and sweet almond shaped eyes.

“Can I?” Kevin placed a hand on the side of your head, just behind your ear, gently touching on your neck. He’d leaned closer, unable to resist the intimacy of the interaction and therefore made the first move.

“Of course.” You gave in yourself, allowing yourself to fall under the love spell and seal your lips with his own. In that very moment, a celebration of invisible fairies gathered around you in joy, the trees danced to the quiet tune of the wind and the world suddenly felt complete.

The collision of two extremes can always create a happy medium, breaking you from the shackles of the ground and bringing others down from the clouds.

★a/n: hello daisies! i was in the mood to write something sweet so i thought i would. It’s only short but i think the shortness completes it in my eyes ! hope you enjoyed!

sending my love always,

clo 🤍

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