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soulwillower · 4 years

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A hc of stan being a teacher or professor (smut) -🐙

yes i have thought about this so much, like an unhealthy amount, oh my god (nsfw warning)

ok so sure, theres prof!stan

but.... think about TA!stan

like, early-mid 20′s grad student who is the teacher’s assistant for one of your lectures

and ur in his recitation

(recitations - like study groups but u get a grade and its where u turn in most homework and u review the class content, they're taught by the TAs with smaller groups of students which makes it more intimate)

so..... ;)

i feel like it’d be a calc course

or a history lecture

something like that

and ur first class w him... u almost die

bc ta’s arent required to be super professional like profs

but stan still is

wearing rly sexy button downs and ahh fuck

he is so hot

so u def call him sir as a joke once u get familiar with each other

other ppl in the class laugh when u do it but when its just u and stan,

it makes him blush

a lot

and u notice

so u stare at him during recitations and the lectures

he stares back a lot, sometimes w a smirk

that kills u

going to his office hours where hes much more relaxed

when he starts flirting, u pick up on it but ur not sure what it means....

u just know u like it

he can’t keep his eyes off of u

and its very very distracting for him

u start turning in ur classwork with hearts around ur name, little notes written for him on the corners or in the comments section

ur so smart, too, and so interested in the content

he hates that he thinks the notes are adorable and makes him so excited to grade ur stuff

he also hates how badly he wants to bend you over your desk in the old classroom u use for recitations

one day, he’s had it

bc you brought a lollipop to class and sucked on it in front of him like you weren't both adults

but he couldn't tear his eyes from ur lips as he imagined his cock between them

then hes grading ur fucking paper and on the margins u wrote “i hope this is perfect for you sir”

that makes him choke as hes grading

u meet his eyes immediately at the noise and he can’t help himself as he sends you a smirk

so he writes “you could try harder ;)” on your paper, and as soon as he drops it off on your desk he regrets it

bc what if u told someone?

but u come to his office hours that day

and u wait ur time in line until u walk in and stan’s sitting on the desk chair

as u talk, his eyes flicker to ur exposed skin and ur curves

ur eyes linger on his neck, hair, lips, and occasionally his crotch and he catches it

makes him hard

while hes helping u with homework he comes to the other side of the desk

and then u bring up the feedback he wrote on ur paper in lecture that day

ur like “well how do i try harder, sir?”

then u say u have a few ideas but most would get u in trouble

thats so hot to him

and so he cannot help but kiss u after u say that

and then he immediately panics

bc WTF HE KISSED ONE OF HIS STUDENTS

but u grab his collar and kiss him back

hes shocked but the adrenaline makes him nudge u against the desk and a hand to slip up ur thigh and under ur skirt

and ur moans that u try to keep quiet are so hot he almost cuts instantly

ur the same way tho bc the way he groans “y/n” just.... wow

long story short

your rly hot TA fucks u on the desk of ur professor’s office while people wait to meet with him right outside

its so hot

im not saying it becomes a regular thing

but thats exactly what im saying

#🐙#stanley uris smut #stanley uris headcanons #headcanons #losers x reader

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saintjojis · 7 years

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Not the Sun Pt. 1

ANONYNOUS Requested:

Can you do a jungkook or Taehyung fuckboy AU? Where like you hated him so much, and they liked that about you. Then Y/N would play hard to get and stuff. They need to hook up tho! You can do it like a chapter story or a one shot idc.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Genre: Fuck Boy!Bangtan, Angst, Smut

Word Count: 1,172

A/N: The person who asked for this sounded a little rude imo, but it’s still a good request so here it is lol

Your whole life you’d known Taehyung. When you were kids he was an okay guy, you never were too close with him. Once you started high school you were thankful you’d kept your distance. Once puberty hit Taehyung, he was unstoppable. He looked harmless, like a model student; but everyone knew that behind that façade hid a very different Tae. The Taehyung that went out and got drunk every weekend, the one that found any pretty girl to make feel like ‘the one’ just for the night. The one with a horrible reputation with women. The one walking with a different girl under his arm every week. That Taehyung. You never were interested in him or any of his dumb friends, but that didn’t deter him from making advances anyway. Which was the reason you hardly went to parties anymore. As much as you avoided him, though, he would always find you. He always seemed to know where to find you if he really needed to. Which was usually to ask for classwork or homework in exchange for “favors”. You wound up just passing it to him so he’d leave you alone, which worked for a while.

All the way to senior year you managed to be one of the few girls who hadn’t sucked Taehyung’s dick, so when graduation came you were more than happy to move away for university. You figured that there was no way he’d kept up all his grades, so you’d probably never see him again. Everything was well, and you couldn’t be happier.

Once you were off to college, all memories of Taehyung and his little group of womanizers were but a haze. You wouldn’t have to deal with that anymore, you could finally be away from everyone you hated. The first week went by smoothly, your classes were great and your classmates weren’t completely obnoxious. Everything was pretty standard until about three weeks in, when you spotted a familiar face when you walked into class one morning. Your eyes weren’t deceiving you, it really was him. What the fuck is he doing here. You quickly found your seat hoping he hadn’t seen you and just focused on taking out your work and getting ready, unfortunately, you were a little slow. You heard the sound of footsteps making their to your side of the class, then a presence sitting next to you.

“Hello, sweetheart. Long time no see, did you miss me?” His voice was a little deeper than you remembered. You didn’t even bother to look at him, the less you interacted the better. “Come on, are you really gonna play like that?” This wasn’t a fucking game, it was a damn sign for him to go away. Instead you just focused on the notes in front of you.

“You can pretend you don’t know me all you want, (y/n), but I know you.”

“Do you fucking need something? Can’t you see I’m fucking busy?” You said, the venom could be felt in your words. Tae pretended to be offended by your harsh tone.

“Is that any way to talk to an old friend, (y/n)? I’m just trying to be friendly.” He seemed to be taking this a fucking joke. Whatever he was trying to do wasn’t going to work, you weren’t having any of it.

“Don’t you have somewhere else to be? Like tangled between another girl’s legs?” Okay maybe that was a bit much, however, Tae didn’t seem fazed.

“You know, I should be, but here I am putting up with you instead.” He said with as much indignation as you. “So make this worthwhile, or you’ll be the one to make it up to me.” His tone a little lighter, but you still didn’t know whether if he was joking or not.

“You’re the one wasting my time with this pointless conversation, so ‘make it worthwhile, or you’ll be the one to make it up to me.’ Now leave.” Shocker, he didn’t leave, but you didn’t actually expect him to. He just sat there a little defeated. The class went by in silence between you two, occasionally he’d kick you to get your attention, but his efforts were fruitless. He was being childish, and you didn’t want to put up with it. The hour seemed to last forever, but when it was finally over you made sure to be the last to leave so that he wouldn’t be following you around, you thought he’d want to go meet with whatever friends he had now as soon as class ended so you were in no rush. You were half right. He was the first to leave, but to your surprise he’d been waiting so that the hallway was empty by the time you decided to step out of the room. As soon as you stepped out, Tae backed you into the wall, trapping you between his arms. You didn’t even face him, the sooner you could get this done with the better.

“What the fuck do you want? I have somewhere else to be.” You lied, he didn’t seem to care.

“You’re not leaving until you say my name.” Childish? Certainly. But if it got you out faster then you’d do it.

“Kim Taehyung. Happy? Can I go now?” You tried moving his arm out of the way, but he held his ground.

“Not exactly, you still owe me for wasting my time, sweetheart.” He had to be joking. Owe him? If anything he owed you, he was the one wasting your time.

“Good luck with that, pal. I have to go.” Again, you tried in vain to move him out of the way. You looked at him, his expression gave it all away. It was one of his stupid fucking tricks. As quickly as you had looked you turned away, but he held your face to look at him.

“(Y/n), you’ve gotten prettier. You know that?” That was so lame, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at him. He could definitely pull something better than that. Just as you were about to speak your train of thought was interrupted by his lips on yours. His aura was gentle, this kiss was anything but. His hand found its way into your hair to give him better leverage in the kiss, the other holding you closer to him. You put your hands up to his chest to protest, but you melted into him you couldn’t help but kiss back. He kissed you like you were about to dissipate and he wanted to remember your taste. He pulled your hair lightly causing you to gasp, he used that to slide his tongue in your mouth. It was so good, but you hated to admit it. You came back to your senses and pushed him away, he didn’t put up a fight and stepped back catching his breath. A grin spread across his face, you were both horrified and ecstatic. You couldn’t help but smile a little too.

“You should waste my time more often.”

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