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lustfulromances · 3 months
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my devoted husband (teacher) has gone off to war (it’s winter break) and i may not see him again (i’ll see him in two weeks)
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lovefool404 · 6 months
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me 24/7 365
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open-me-careful1y · 5 months
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‘you look nice today’ okay. Kiss me then.
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notice-me-tc · 14 days
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I don’t know about y’all but my feed goes from
‘Oh Mr. R looked up at me and winked from across the room wosklsjel’
to
‘I NEED THESAURUS TO RAIL ME SO HARD I SQUIRT AND REPLENISH NIAGRA FALLS’
And there’s little to no in-between. I’ve just learnt to embrace it though 🤷🏾‍♀️
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vintage-brass-tc · 24 days
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Just a little TC update!
I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a while!! I’ve just been focusing on my studies and whatnot, and for a while I have been falling out of my feelings, because I felt as if M was distancing himself from me a TON, based on his demeanor, lack of verbal and nonverbal communication between us, and because of the fact that I’m not his first pick for everything anymore. U-wise, I just thought, since I was growing less passionate for M, I’d use this opportunity to maybe pull myself together and get over my feelings for both of them in one sweep.
….Recently, though, I think my feelings been picking up just a liiiittle more. It’s funny what great interactions can do to you <3
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With M, ever since maybe November or so, I’ve noticed that M had been giving me way less attention than he usually would (or at least, as much as I thought he’d give me in a given moment), and it brought me into total mental disarray.
I thought he hated me, I thought he caught onto my feelings or something and thought I was creepy, I thought he didn’t think I was good enough for him anymore— not as much as I used to be as a tuba player— and it drove me insane. I was so insecure and with any moment he didn’t look at me or pay attention to me during a class or conversation, I was sent into spiral after spiral of panicking. You know the drill, or maybe you don’t! But these feelings were very real to me and they were not fun at all.
With U, things have been alright! It seems like he believes I’m reliable enough to lead my section in jazz band, and knows that I can count rhythms and hold myself up to a high enough standard to play my bass trombone decently in tune (though my muscle memory of the positions aren’t perfect yet, as I’m still learning)… but my improv could definitely use some work. We both know that. He’s still fairly gentle with me about it though!
We had a band trip recently, and U had been giving me the cold shoulder for a good deal of it, making me think I had done something to offend him. Just as my fears about M were brewing, I felt the ones about U doing the same, and was worried I had somehow unknowingly ruined my relationship with both of them, all based on receiving not as much attention from them as I once did.
I was certain I was doomed, but just last week, I had two of the most genuine and uplifting conversations with them, and my heart is full just thinking about them.
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First off, U.
He and I had the most casual and upbeat conversation on Wednesday, and he looked at me, listened to me, included me, laughed, and smiled so much!! AHHH it was so much fun!!! He’s seriously such a joy to talk to and I love his boisterous, albeit serious sense of humor. He curses so much when he’s comfortable, and he called the whole class “little bitches” too, haha. ❤️ Having this talk with him was so refreshing because it revealed to me that he cared about what I had to say, and the fact he was looking at ME most of the time and smiled so much when I’d laugh just made me feel so appreciated.
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And on Friday, with M, we had a heart-to-heart, and it went better than anything I’d ever imagined it could be. It seriously warmed my heart.
So, for some background, I had a sectional with M on Tuesday, and the whole time it seemed like he was just being passive-aggressive with me (though I later learned it was all in my head): M wouldn’t look me in the eye at all, didn’t include me or look at me when he was speaking to the girls in the room (4 people in a room of 18… so it wasn’t hard to just *glance* and maybe nod), until I made an exasperated comment to myself about being chopped liver because he wasn’t listening to my input… which he responded to with a certain look on his face, maybe frustrated, maybe disdained, but he didn’t drag it out any further because he moved onto the next topic pretty quick.
But it didn’t go the best at certain points, and because I focused on these points so much I let all the better moments slip from my mind, and I was crying the whole way home. All of the insecurities, worries, and hurt I felt for the past few months were pouring out of me, and I decided that I would finally make a move to resolve it after months of consideration, writing him an email that I needed to talk with him. He responded so enthusiastically, I almost felt bad :( and as I thought he would, he responded super quickly with a date and time, which would be on Friday since he was out the other two days, so there I was, left to wait.
But once the day came, as I suspected, I really regretted writing that email because the stress had always come in waves, so by that time I was kind of over it. But I knew the talk had to happen, so I hoped he would remember the appointment (because he’s forgotten three of them before) and collected my thoughts in my Notes app.
And once the when he walked into the practice room I was in… I was relieved for one moment, that he actually remembered. He was in a rush like he had been looking for me, and once he saw me, he looked relieved as well. But then the next second, when he asked me “What’s the matter?” and leaned against the table beside him, I was paralyzed, cocking my head back and forth between him and my phone, totally speechless for a good few seconds. Wanting to make it end, I told him that I had been gathering all of my thoughts on my phone, so I could make sure I was saying the right things.
Then I poured out my feelings. About the tension I felt between us. About me feeling like I was invisible around him, like he didn’t care about me anymore because he didn’t talk to me or look at me as often, about my fear that he didn’t realize just how much I respected him and how much I reflected that through my constant effort in class every day, looking up and acknowledging him when he spoke because I cared about what he had to say. At this point, there were tears streaming down my face, but I was fighting hard to keep my voice steady. I then told him that I thought I had offended him…so I asked, “Did I ever offend you in any way?”
This whole time, M was staring at me with his dark, dark brown eyes, listening intently to what I had to say. It was a lot..but he went around the table, maybe pacing a little before leaning on it and closing his eyes, looking down before admitting his own faults, his flaws that he knew were prominent and needed to work on, like not giving people enough credit for the good things and instead always focusing on the bad.
And not looking people in the eyes in fear of making them nervous or overwhelmed. And then, in response to my comment about him ignoring me and not respecting me back with his actions, and about me being afraid of there being any tension between us, he said this.
“[R]…. You’re a doll. You’re a dear. You’re a sweetie. You are the sweetest kid I’ve ever known. There has never been anything between us, ever.”
And he gave me the sweetest look in the entire world while I looked up at him with the saddest eyes. My heart burst with warmth and butterflies hearing him tell me this, and then he went on about how one of his favorite parts of his day was seeing me every day, so committed and engaged in his class.
He said, regardless of his action of making another tuba the lead tuba in our class, and choosing them for the orchestra, he truly did love my sound so much more…and it was a really, really crushing decision. (I then made an uneasy expression and assured him that I wasn’t here to talk about THAT, because I know why he made the decision— the other tuba totally deserved it for their hard work—though I did nod gratefully at his statement… and it made me feel so much better about my worth and all that.)
After all of this was said, he looked at me with a gentle, sympathetic smile, saying that he could tell, based on the tears, that I was probably holding this in for a really long time.
Looking at the floor and chuckling, I admitted that I was holding it in for a WHILE, because I didn’t want to bother him again with my problems. He immediately piped up and told me “You are *never* bothering me. Ever. Don’t do that— come talk to me right away if you ever start having that feeling again.”
Then he relayed that he absolutely loved having me around…and we only had one more year left together. He said this with a wistful look in his eye, like he was already missing me. I frowned: did he feel the same pain about me leaving as I did? Will he miss me as much as I will miss him?
He asked me if this was all I wanted to talk about, and I was like “Yeah, pretty much…” before I started sniffling. Then he smiled softly, almost adoringly, and asked with a chuckle, “Can I have a hug?” “Yes…” I began to smile and stood up weakly, and fell into his extended arms. His build felt more rigid than it did last time I hugged him. We embraced each other for a second or two, and I thanked him for everything. He said “Of course!!”
Then he pulled away, turned to walk out the door, then stopped. He turned towards me again, then he spoke,
“You are worth the whole world.”
My heart soared at his sentiment. All I could muster out in response was a shaky, quiet, “you too…” and we smiled at each other. I thanked him one more time, he returned it, then he walked out. I stared after him, feeling so, so relieved and so, so loved.
He thinks the world of me. ❤️
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brooklynbabyyyyyyyy · 9 months
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there should be a tc discord server... someone needs to make one it would be so fun
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tcsimp · 1 year
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Do you ever have this unrealistic expectation that whenever you’re feeling down that tc will come out of nowhere to comfort you or are you normal?
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almostxinnocent · 2 years
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deathbytc · 1 year
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You need to get a wingman to help you bag that dilf. It can happen. Few years ago when I was in undergrad a friend I had a terrible crush on had a huge tc on one of our major's profs. At one point we did a group academic research thing for a conference and I (intentionally) messed up the hotel booking so they would have to split a room. anyway she got her back blown out and that could be you too. Live the dream.
This is genuinely inspirational, anon. You're right, we just need to get our head in the game.
But also you had a crush on them and still pulled that out?? A real one. So sorry if that whole ordeal sucked for you.
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tccrushworld · 2 years
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I want to hear his voice. I want to see him again. But after all this time, the thought of seeing him again is unbearable. My stomach gets butterflies, my face turns red, and I smile uncontrollably. He would absolutely notice that.
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lustfulromances · 2 months
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if teacher why daddy?
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lovefool404 · 6 months
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me thinking of my tc before falling asleep
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open-me-careful1y · 5 months
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And here I am, sat in class
Writing your name in glittery pink gel pen like a school girl
Thinking about the best ways to see the corner of your eyes crinkle
You are so beautiful
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notice-me-tc · 2 months
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MAN HOW ARE YALL SETTING UP DINNER/LUNCH PLANS WITH YOUR TCS?!?? I had to work up the courage to email this man after having him as a teacher for over 6 months 🥲
I don’t even know if he still works at my uni and I’m too scared to ask 🧍🏾‍♀️
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vintage-brass-tc · 3 months
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This year, I want to establish a stronger, more genuine bond with my TCs and get to spend more time with them, so I can gain the opportunity to learn more about both their story and their true selves.
I sincerely hope that I will get to spend more time with them this year. I would love to be able to connect with them even more than before. :)
Happy 2024, TCC. I wish you all the very same thing. ❤️
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officehrs · 2 years
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tc update. 4/6/22. maybe one of my last.
hello everyone,, i have done something i never thought i would do.
i told r everything. everything about this wicked thing that i thought was a pure love for him.
he felt so incredibly sorry for me, and said we’ll talk soon about it. i am very nervous, but he wasn’t angered or anything at all, just so sad, i think. i know it was the right choice though.
i’ll see you all when we have that conversation,, thank you for all the support you all have given me since i joined, february of last year. <3
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