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f-smutt-fitzgerald · 1 year
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Ok so I’m like fucked in the dome so this might only be funny to me but like yuu fucking a professor and then one of her classmates walk in. Like would they be interested or disturbed. Jealous maybe. Idk.
Lol, I suppose the general reaction would depend on the professor involved and the student walking in, but all the same I'm sure the professors would go to Crewel for any "memory erasing" needs. 🤣
As far as student reactions, here's how I imagine some of them would go:
🌹❤️Riddle walking in would be absolutely mortified, you'll need to find a way to knock him out before his yells alert the whole campus. Cater walking in would be like "bet" then multiply into an orgy to join you.
🐉🦇Malleus would be simultaneously nauseated and curious, like, "Human mating rituals are so... intriguing..." Meanwhile Lilia is already in the room, hiding and watching from the rafters.
🦁💤Leona would walk in, then get annoyed and turn around like, "Well I guess I'm not taking a nap in here ever again..."
🐙💰The octotrio already has video evidence and they're already using it as blackmail against you.
🎮💀Idia immediately bleaches his eyes and vows never to leave his room again.
🏹🍎Rook is also in the rafters watching with Lilia.
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scrollf0x · 9 months
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!!Fanfic Alert!!
Cracks im Mädchen
Cracks (2009) & Madchen in uniform (1958) crossover fanfic
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Within the confines of a strict, all-girls English boarding school in circa 1910s, a clique students participate on the swim team not only to pass the time, but to be close to their swimming instructor, the enigmatic, yet charismatic, Miss G. While Miss G originally encourages their idolization and crack (crush) on her, the teachers attention is quickly focused on the arrival of an orphaned German aristocrat pupil, Fiamma Meinhardis. As the new girl rebuffs her classmates, further rejects Miss G's interest and grows closer to her reserved German Literature instructor Miss Elisabeth, her teammates begin to grow jealous of Miss G's fascination with Fiamma, and resent the latter's distain of their instructor and increasing fondness over Miss Elisabeth, accumulated in the inexplicable disappearance of the two professors, and Fiamma.
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r0-boat · 2 years
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Aashg
I need a bone chilling yandere story
I haven't seen a stalker!teacher in a while.
(Prof.Sterling thirst)
Cw: stalking, yandere, kidnapping,drugging
You're just a student in Professor Sterling's class he's very good at keeping his odder Behavior to himself. For all, he knows you hate him for how strict he is. Sometimes you feel like he's singles you out... which he does. A piece of shade to admit that you are the target of his stricter teachings. Can't help but be around you all the time you're so addicted every minute without you is agony, but he can't show his affection, and sadly would draw too much suspicion.
He has many many Burner accounts he uses to stop your social media. Even going out every time you leave campus or your dorm
perhaps if he nitpicks your work enough he could chip your grade down until he could get the excuse to tutor you privately.
He would invite you into his home taking a nice drink of water I'd watch as your words begin to slur your eyes struggling to stay open.
Oh he's not too worried about your grades where you're going you don't have to worry about graduating.
Oh how he swoons at the thought of a collar Fitting snug around your neck. You would be the most perfect little pet. His green eyes will burn with lust while he slowly places the collar around your neck debating on giving your neck a little squeeze with it.
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delusional-but-alive · 2 months
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I just saw results from a competition and there are 3 potential frehsman students that he could tutor for regional level 🫠🫠🫠 don't get me wrong i try to be happy for him when his other students accomplish something nice but they did better than me in freshman year and now im afraid that i don't matter to my teacher anymore ya know...
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skolaro · 1 year
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Teaching tips to build healthier Teacher- Student Relationships!
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ink-covered-princess · 11 months
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Teacher x student relationships are really attractive. There isn’t even a professor I’m particularly interested in but damn, the thought of one of them using me like a cheap whore over their desk before being so gentle and reassuring. Or of conditioning me into thinking that underwear makes me dumber so I should never wear them so he can always admire my perky nipples and I can spread my legs for him under the desk.
Fuck, I’m supposed to be writing an essay 🙈
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sugarhoneyicedgun · 11 days
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I hope Yolanda, somehow someway, knew that it was Kristen who saved her. I just wanna know that she was proud of Kristen one final time seeing that miracle she performed all for her.
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sugawara--san · 5 days
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thinking about aizawa pairing bkdk together for the final exams based on their relationship instead of their grades or powers
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f-smutt-fitzgerald · 1 year
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Can you do Mozus Trein x reader x Sam, I read your work at ao3 and imagine Trein heard this from Sam and the two decided to get even to those three
That's certainly an interesting idea... My gut instinct when is comes to writing smut with Professor Trein is "That'll never work!", because in my mind, Trein is too much of a stickler for the rules, being too up tight and not sick in the head enough to ever risk his career going for a student, but now I'm racking my brain with how to make a situation like this come about. Like, maybe Sam plants the idea in his head, and at first he's disgusted, seeing how the other teachers and even Crowley act around you on school grounds, but he can't get the idea out of his head, and eventually succumbs to his desires in a Frollo lusting after Esmerelda type situation...
Hmmmmmm...
.........
'Tis something I will ponder further. I'm not making any guarantees, but you've planted the idea in my head, and now I'm coming up with ways to make a man sexy that I didn't originally think could be sexy...
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takec0y · 1 month
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You ever wonder if they trained together…
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grassbreads · 8 months
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On a scale of Chang Geng to Luo Binghe, how well does your teenage protagonist cope with the realization that he has a massive thing for the guy that's basically raising him?
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dumbgirlmiu · 8 months
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Loving an older man hits different, the pain from it is just different tbh.
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virginsexgod69 · 15 days
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❝ Proud of You ❞
Pairing Professor! Rick Grimes x F! Student! Reader
summary Rick comforts you after finding out your biggest fear is disappointing him.
cw teacher - student relationship, power imbalance, age gap, crying, making out, riding, unprotected p in v, emotional hurt/comfort, pet names, 3rd person pov
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 She nervously chewed on the cap of her pen. She knew she was fucked the moment she walked into Professor Grimes' classroom. She regretted every minute she spent doing anything but study for this damn test. Failing the test, however, was the least of her worries- it was disappointing her professor that she was the most worried about. She blinked back tears as she tried her best to answer questions about unstudied materials. 
 Once the other students had filed out the classroom and she was the only one left, she grabbed her sorry excuse of a test and approached his desk. Her tear filled eyes and quivering lips didn't go unnoticed by him. 
"What's the matter?" he asked after collecting her test and putting it in a neat stack with the others. 
"I fai-" her words got caught in the lump clogging her throat. She fiddled with the hem of her skirt as she attempted to blink back her tears. 
"I failed!" she was finally able to say. But that admission broke the dam and sent hot, salty tears streaming down her face. 
"Hey, hey, don't cry, sweetheart," he soothed as he grabbed her hand and guided her to sit on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sobbed into his shoulder. He stroked her back and hushed her as her tears saturated his crisp, white button up shirt. 
"You're a good girl with good grades. This won' mess up your grade too bad," he reassured. She sat up and he wiped her tears away with his thumb as she sniffled.
"Th-that's not what I'm worried about," she confessed. 
"Well, then, wha's the problem?" 
Her chin and lips started quivering again as new tears formed. "Y-you're gonna b-be," she took a stuttering breath, "disappointedinme!" She buried her face in his shoulder again as she sobbed even harder this time. He soothed her until her sobbing dwindled down into little whimpers. 
"I ain' disappointed in ya. Everyone messes up," he reassured. She sat up and looked at him, mascara tears streaked down her pretty face. It broke his heart to see his star pupil in such a state. 
"N-not me! I never m-mess up!" Fresh tears filled her eyes again, but before she could bury her face in his shoulder again, he cupped her cheek in his hand and swiped her tears away with his thumb. 
"Sweetheart, look at me," he commanded. She couldn't look him in the eyes, not after this. It's one thing to absolutely bomb a test, but another to embarrass herself by being a sorry mess like this was something she doubted she'd ever come back from. 
"Didn't I jus' tell you to do something?" he said more sternly this time. Her eyes snapped up to his, fearing disappointing him even more. Even though it was hard to hold eye contact, she didn't let hers waver and neither did he. She didn't see anything resembling disappointment in his eyes. In fact, he was looking at her so softly. 
"You're r-really not disappointed in m-me?" she muttered. 
"Didn't I jus' tell you that?" he teased, earning a small smile from the pretty girl in his lap for the first time all day. She wrapped her arms around him, but this time instead of crying, she pulled him in for a kiss. He reciprocated with fervor, slipping his tongue between her soft, glossy lips. Without breaking the kiss, she readjusted herself to straddle his hips, sitting right on top of his bulge. His hands slid up her thighs, creeping beneath her short skirt, and cupped her ass in his hands. She giggled against his mouth, a sound he was elated to hear after all her sobbing. 
"I'm gonna make you proud, Professor Grimes," she whispered against his lips. 
"Oh? How's that?" he asked. She already made him proud, but playing into her games wouldn't hurt. She ground down on his hardening cock, earning a breathy moan from him. 
"The door's not locked," he warned. 
"Then I'll make this quick." She undid his belt and unzipped his pants with quickness. Once his hard cock was no longer restricted by its confines, she stroked it a few times causing precum to bubble at the tip. Moving her panties aside, she lined him up with her entrance before sinking down. Rick Grimes was well endowed, so the stretch stung each time. 
"Y'alright, sweetheart?" he asked. Her only response was pressing kisses to his jaw and neck as she undid his tie. His hands reluctantly stopped kneading her ass and instead helped pull her shirt over her head once she was done unbuttoning his. Her hands grasped his shoulders once she was ready to move again, and used them for support as she lifted herself off him, until only the tip was inside then dropped herself back down. His big dick filled her so good that the outline of it could be seen through her stomach. Rick's head lolled back as he moaned in pleasure, his grip on her hips almost bruising her soft skin. She squeezed him with her velvety walls, feeling ridge his veins provided.
"Feel so good, baby," he groaned as his student bounced on his cock. His hands traversed up her body, until they reached her bra. He unclasped the pesky thing and tossed it aside, releasing her breasts so he could watch the fleshy mounds bounce as she rode him. He took her nipples- hardened by the air conditioning blasting in the room- and pinched them between his index fingers and thumbs.
"Oh my god, Professor Grimes," she moaned out. Her calling him Professor Grimes during sex always did something to him. His cock twitched inside of her, his release not far.
"I'm 'bout to cum," she warned. He could tell by the way her rhythm became sloppy and the way she squeezed him.
"I know, baby, me too," he said before taking a breast into his mouth, nipping at and sucking on the nipple. His hand slid beneath her skirt and began rubbing the bundle of nerves through her panties. She screamed his name as she came, seeing stars as she did. Rick came too, his hot loads of cum filling up her sweet cunt as he threw his head back in ecstasy, guttural moans erupting from him. He continued to rub her clit until she came down from her orgasmic high. When she did, she slumped over onto his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close, pressing a kiss to her slightly sweaty hairline. 
"Did I make you proud?" she asked. 
She felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled. 
"Always been proud of you, darlin'." 
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delusional-but-alive · 2 months
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just one interaction keeps my day going
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javarium · 11 months
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bae | [brainrot]
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Imagine Gojo watching the wall go up in flames and realizing that someone’s attacking the school.
He leans back in his chair and grins. His students will be fine.
His students… he blinks under his mask. Bae will be fine, she’s tough.
And then it takes him another few seconds to come to another realization.
Oh, shit. Bae is in there. Bae is in danger.
It’s what gets him to his feet. And when that veil goes down, he’s unbelievably aggravated. But with a faux grin, he sends Utahime and gramps inside.
But the second they disappear, Gojo’s blindfold comes off. And the beautiful eyes that match the sky reveal just how much he’s pissed off.
He swears on every ounce of his name that if one hair on your head is so much as plucked, he’d Hollow Purple the entire mountain.
And when Gojo busts the veil open, he’s glad to see you’re unharmed.
But he’s still pissed. So he releases his anger on the creep with the apron, and most of it towards Hanami with the notorious Hollow Purple.
When he’s done, he warps to you and envelopes you in a big hug that’s going to turn into comfy, inescapable cuddles for later.
Gojo burrows his nose into your neck as his strong arms wrap around you.
It’s ticklish. Both that and his strong arms wrapped around your back to make your chest flush against his torso make you giggle like crazy.
“I’m okay, Gojo-sensei,” your sweet voice speaks into his ear, trying to calm him down. Because you, fucking somehow, know he’s riled up and mad.
“I know you are.” He tries to be cheeky in his tone, but irritation and concern still thunder through him. “Let me just hold my favorite student for a bit, yeah?”
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