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inlovewithmycomputerteacher · 2 years

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Imagine

Sitting in class and just watching a video and you look over to see your teacher watching you. Smirking and looking away when you catch them

#crush on a teacher #in love with a teacher #teacher crush community #teacher x reader #teacher x student

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simping4myteacher · 8 months

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So... Ehm... Hi guys!

I have lot to tell you ( I mean not that much, around 3 stories, but-)

First of all, how are you? And your teacher crush? I hope you guys doing all well :)

So first story with G-

There was this "event", where they gave us the books and etc.

My mom came back with the books and with my sister and she asked me to open the car's back.

I would done it, but then, G, very close to us on the side walked his dog. (btw idk where he came from-) And ofc I saw him. And I got very nervous and flustrated-

My mom keep said to me "open it, why don't you open it?", while G gave me a confused look. And I couldn't move. This moment was very ridiculous and cringe- :>

So, here's the first story-

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filiasapphonis · 1 year

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27/12/22

so i’m seeing her next week :)

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stingrayextraordinaire · 6 months

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Another year, another group of my delightful ninth graders trying to spell the word "tragedy" for their Romeo and Juliet assignment.

Last year's collection

#i started questioning how to spell it myself #but again... at least they knew the right answer #i love them endlessly #teacherblr #teacher life #teaching #english class #english teacher #grammar #literature #romeo and juliet #shakespeare #william shakespeare #language #tragedy

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diabolicjoy · 1 year

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you can start learning anything you always wanted at any point in your life. & how nice it is to remember that

#a new language a new instrument.. you can even learn how to sing opera if you wish #learn how to knit socks. or to build a wooden chair #or simply going to school for something you just found out you love at age 35 #go to a goddamn tango class!!!! if you that’s what you want #you can learn anything!! anything!!! & there’s teachers everywhere also #je.txt

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catchymemes · 3 months

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#funny #lol #haha #humor #meme #memes #education #teachers #students #wholesome #aww #love #history

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dekariosclan · 4 months

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So I was watching some videos of Gale’s epilogue discussions with a friendship/non-romanced Tav, and…oh my god, Gale…

[Sorcerer] You confine yourself to the School of Illusion? I’d have thought you could teach the entire curriculum…

Gale: I did offer, as a matter of fact.

Gale: However, the Blackstaff insisted I couldn’t teach every subject, nor could the simulacra of myself I offered to create for that purpose.

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Blackstaff: Well Gale, we’d be honored to take you on as a professor. What subject would you like to teach?

Gale:

ALL OF THEM

#Wasn’t there just a post about Gale using his simulacra as a substitute teacher? That is officially canon now #How is it I keep finding out new things about this man that make me love him even more #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #epilogue #spoilers

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tightsstuff · 30 days

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You know I'm helpless

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hairmetal666 · 2 months

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Steve doesn't date, not anymore. He goes to bars, clubs, picks people up and makes it clear it's just for the night; that it can't, won't, be for anything more.

He falls too fast and too hard; wants so badly to be loved that he loses himself to it. So, he doesn't date and he's fine. More than fine, actually. Not worrying about finding someone, about falling in love, lets him truly enjoy his life; maybe for the first time since childhood.

He goes with Robin to visit her parents in Hawkins, wakes up at the ass crack of dawn to go for a run. With the sun barely up, he doesn't expect to come face-to-face with Eddie Munson, smoking on a park bench.

They startle each other in the early Hawkins quiet, Eddie jumping hard enough that he drops his cigarette into the dirt at his feet.

"Christ, Harrington!" He snarls a little.

"Fuck, Eddie." Steve fights to catch his breath. "What are you doing out this early?"

He glances up, finds Eddie's eyes raking over this body in a way that makes him go hot all over.

"Haven't been home yet." Eddie smirks. And he can see that's true, Eddie is fully dressed, faint lines of mascara trail across his cheeks.

"Had a show?"

"Something like that." Eddie's cheeks pink, and he pulls a chunk of hair over his face.

Understanding dawns, and Steve points at him, delighted laugh bubbling in his throat.

"Don't--"

"You had an all night Hellfire meeting?" Steve cackles.

"Shut--Harrington, shut-up." But he's smiling too. "I'm in town this weekend. Dustin insisted!"

"You can tell him no, you know?" Steve giggles.

"Like you ever could."

Eddie stands then, and they hug, quick and tight. He practically crumbles into his friend's body, but then, that's nothing new. Steve breathes him in, immediately comforted by the familiarity of tobacco and leather and sweat and weed.

"I'm at Rob's. Come say hi?"

Eddie nods and they trek back together. They kept in touch, after Vecna, and their chatting is easy, like it's not been six months since the last time.

Eddie stays for breakfast tells them with a smile, "I was gonna call but--I'm moving to Chicago. That's why I'm crashing at Wayne's for now, stopped on the way--"

The rest of his words are smothered by the force of Steve and Robin's hug, Steve's heart beating an elated rhythm he doesn't bother investigating.

--

When Eddie makes it to town, they hang out as constantly as an adult with a day job and a touring musician can. It's nice, good, to see Eddie sitting on their couch. To watch him smoke a joint on the balcony. To hangout in his bed as he works on new music. It's just like the summer of '86, before they all went off to find their futures.

They're closer than they've ever been. Crashing at each other's apartments, sharing clothes, meeting for coffee and drinks and meals. There's not a day or night when they're free that they don't spend together.

Steve knows he's falling for Eddie; was halfway there already, and now--well, Eddie's beautiful and funny and smart and talented. He doesn't make a move, though. Because Eddie'll leave, like they all do, and losing Eddie will crush him more than anyone else ever has.

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In June, Eddie's gone for a month, touring across the midwest. The day he's expected back, Steve's in the kitchen, rolling up fresh pasta, simmering sauce on the stove.

Robin stomps in, eyes flashing. "What are you doing?"

"Making dinner?" Steve raises an eyebrow.

"Steve."

"Robin."

They glare at each other across the kitchen. Steve breaks first. "What's wrong with making our friend dinner?"

"I don't want either of you to get hurt."

Steve freezes, swallows. "I'm not--I'm--I wouldn't."

"Just. Promise you'll be careful?"

He nods, squeezes his hands into fists. "Course, Rob."

And he means it, he really does, but when Eddie lets himself in, Steve runs to the doorway to pull his friend into a tight hug.

Eddie huffs out a burst of air on impact, laughing lightly. "Miss me, sweetheart?"

"So much," Steve whispers. He presses his nose into Eddie's neck, breathing him in, and he doesn't miss the way a kiss is pressed into his hair, the way Eddie's breathing him in too.

They fall into their natural rhythm immediately, Eddie following him to the kitchen, cooing and posturing that Steve made him dinner.

As Steve serves up the food, Eddie wraps his arms around his waist, leaning against his back. God help him, but Steve can't help relax into the hold, turning his head until their eyes meet.

Desire bleeds from Eddie's gaze, and Steve's breath hitches. He wants this so badly, knows he shouldn't, but he lets himself lean in until they share air.

But--he can't lose Eddie. He can't.

He turns away, lets the moment die. Eddie doesn't stay over that night, and Steve pretends like it doesn't make his stomach hurt.

--

They aren't as close after that.

Steve keeps telling himself it's because they're busy. The school year's starting up, Steve's got lesson plans to write; Eddie made an EP, it got interest, he's taking meetings in New York and LA. It's okay that they're spending less time together.

Until Eddie stops returning his calls.

He tries not to worry. But one call becomes two, becomes three, and he can't help it. He goes over, dread a knot in his stomach. Eddie opens the door, and he's shirtless with sweatpants slung low on his hips, hair loose and streaming around his shoulders. He looks happy.

"Steve? What are you--"

"You weren't answering my calls, and--can I come in?"

Eddie winces. "It's not a good time, Harrington."

He stands there for a second, stung, not sure what to say.

"Eddie, I--"

"Babe?" A voice calls from inside the apartment. "Who's at the door?"

Steve freezes. Can't think, can't move. He hopes it isn't obvious that his heart is shattering, but Eddie's blinking at him, panic written in the lines gathering on his forehead.

"Steve, Stevie, please," Eddie is saying, but he can't do this. He can't do this.

He walks away, all the way home, numb to everything around him.

The phone's ringing when he gets to the apartment. He ignores it. Goes to his room, locks himself in, crawls into bed.

The phone keeps ringing. He keeps ignoring it.

It isn't supposed to be like this. They weren't dating, weren't trying for a relationship; Eddie's supposed to be his. He curls into himself, sobs until his ribs hurt, until his eyes are as heavy as his heart, and he falls asleep.

--

Steve startles awake, disoriented, to someone knocking on his bedroom door. He has no idea what time it is, how long he slept, but he expects Robin to be waiting in the hall.

It's Eddie. Hair in a messy bun, face flushed, eyes too bright.

"I'm sorry," falls out of Steve's mouth before he can think of anything else.

"Steve, I--I don't--" Eddie shakes his head. "Do you want to be in a relationship with me?"

"Yes," Steve whispers. "But I can't lose you, Eddie."

Eddie reaches out, slender hand, cupping Steve's jaw. "I need you to really listen when I say this, sweetheart. You will never, ever lose me. Not a chance."

"You can't know that," Steve says. Tears break free, cascade down his cheeks. "I used to think who could ever leave me? You know, back before Nancy. But I realized that actually no one would stay. And I can't--with you I can't--"

"Sweetheart," Eddie chokes on a sob. "I'm yours. Have been for years. I will never, ever leave you, no matter what we are to each other. But I can't be in some of a relationship with you. You have me wrapped around your finger, and I--I need it all, Steve."

"I want you to have it, Eddie." He presses his hand to his heart. "This belongs to you, but I--I couldn't survive you leaving."

"I would stay, Steve. I will. I promise on everything I have, everything I am, that you would never, ever lose me."

Steve stumbles into Eddie's arms, totally gone, and their mouths meet in a clumsy kiss. It wrecks Steve, tears him apart, renders him down to his smallest parts only to build him back together. He knows now for certain that there is no one else in the world for him.

They break apart, but don't move out of each other's orbit. "I love you," Steve whispers.

"Stevie, sweetheart, I love you more than anything." His fingers wind their way into Steve's hair, gentle, holding him. "I promise you'll have me for forever--fuck, longer than forever. My soul will find yours wherever we end up. I swear it."

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inlovewithmycomputerteacher · 2 years

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this is just about my teacher because he is a fine specimen lol anyway we will call him J

Please lord I hope my friends or anyone else I know don't find this

#crush on a teacher #in love with a teacher #teacher crush community

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simping4myteacher · 11 months

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OMG GUYS GUYS!

So, my plan was like I will take down the chocolate on his desk while he is away and then I will run away... But the bad thing is, I couldn't run away, bc he kept me in until it was 15:30 pm. And whe he saw the chocolate, he read that little letter what I wrote for him and he said calmly in the air "Thanks!" 💕🥺

I just sat on my chair as my other study room partners did. I thought about maybe I should answer back "Your welcome" or something like that to see his reaction, but I didn't do it, bc I was too nervous lol

(my classmate said she saw my whole body shaking 😳 xd)

Right now, I'm thinking about maybe I should write him something on internet...

You know, I didn't expected him to accept my gift lol 😳💕

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filiasapphonis · 1 year

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We need updates?! Did you meet her before going to uni?

ok so i know it’s been like 3 months sorry !!! but i did meet her and we just had a really long conversation , i don’t really remember the details of it

i’ve moved countries now but i’m coming home next week for a good while for christmas, i plan to see her at some point then

we have emailed pretty frequently since i moved and some of the stuff she sends me is so cute (also she’s started signing her emails with her first name and now her nickname 🥹)

#tcc #female tc #tc community #teacher crush #female teacher crushes #teacher crush community #lesbian teacher crush #female teacher crush #tc #in love with a teacher

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stingrayextraordinaire · 1 year

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My students’ adventures in trying to spell “tragedy” for their Romeo and Juliet quiz.

#on the bright side... they did know the correct answer #i love them all to death #grading their handwritten work is an adventure though #teacherblr #teacher life #teaching #english class #english teacher #literature #grammar #romeo and juliet #william shakespeare #shakespeare #tragedy

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bakedbeanchan · 24 days

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AU where Zuko doesn't practice helmet safety

#baked bean originals #avatar the last airbender #zuko #sokka #iroh #atla #what would even happen after this. aang's firebending teacher is dead #he'd have to learn from. jeong jeong.#on another note i love how violence is such a big deal to aang #but it's just a chore to sokka #he did not gaf about killing all those guys in air ships or combustion man #“YEAH BOOMERANG :D!!” sokka you just murdered a man.#he cheers after he murders combustion the exact same way i cheer when i finish writing a tedious essay

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pawprintsonpavements · 9 months

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No because I was rewatching nimona ofc and it just hit me full in the face that the director did not mean what we thought she meant when she said this.

In the beginning when, before the knighting, she says this to Bal, she's already rigged his sword, she means that the kingdom will see him as a villain, as someone who doesn't belong and who should never have been a knight. ShE'S TRYING TO SAY THAT YOU DONT BELONG AND I KNOW IT AND NOW THE KINGDOM WILL KNOW IT YOU FU-

Like i k this is probably obvious and I'm an idiot for not noticing before but oh god it just hit me so hard-

This re-watch is killing me and I am dying dying from holding back I want to talk TALK ABput this movie it's so GOod but I keep telling my friends to watch it and I have always given fabulous recommendations and yet they don't listen ugh

#and then ambeosius called him teacher's pet #and i damn near died #those babies #i love them sm #goldenheart #ambrosius goldenloin #nimona #netflix nimona #ballister blackheart #ballister boldheart #ballister x ambrosius

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inkskinned · 11 months

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one of the things about being an educator is that you hear what parents want their kids to be able to do a lot. they want their kid to be an astronaut or a ballerina or a politician. they want them to get off that damn phone. be better about socializing. stop spending so much time indoors. learn to control their own temper. to just "fucking listen", which means to be obedient.

one of the things i learned in my pedagogy classes is that it's almost always easier to roleplay how you want someone to act. it's almost always easier to explain why a rule exists, rather than simply setting the rule and demanding adherence.

i want my kids to be kind. i want them to ask me what book they should read next, and i want to read that book with them so we can discuss it. i want my kid to be able to tell me hey that hurt my feelings without worrying i'll punish them. i want my kid to be proud of small things and come running up to me to tell me about them. i want them to say "nah, i get why this rule exists, but i get to hate it" and know that i don't need them to be grateful-for-the-roof-overhead while washing the dishes. i want them to teach me things. i want them to say - this isn't safe. i'm calling my mom and getting out of this. i want them to hear me apologize when i do fuck up; and i want them to want to come home.

the other day a parent was telling me she didn't understand why her kid "just got so angry." this woman had flown off the handle at me.

my dad - traditional catholic that he is - resents my sentiment of "gentle parenting". he says they'll grow up spoiled, horrible, pretentious. granola, he spits.

i am going to be kind to them. i am going to set the example, i think. and whatever they choose become in the meantime - i'm going to love them for it.

#writeblr #i was doing a lot with high school students. over and over again #other teachers kept asking me what i was doing differently - why the kids listened to me. i am not particularly foreboding #and i have a pretty firm personal policy of never reacting in anger #godhelpme.#i was always kind of taken aback #because in general the kids were pretty easy. i explained i needed to keep everything “PG-13” because this was my workplace #and it was kind of their workplace #too. besides #i love swearing #and since i couldn't swear #neither could they - so if they were going to say “fuck” or become violent #they needed to choose a really specific time #because we only get “the one”.. sure enough - nobody wanted to waste the one very specific “fuck” utterance. kids listened.#i think just because - that rule makes sense. the kids understand that i don't want to be unfair to them #that censorship is stupid #but that i'm under these rules too so like let's ride it out together #also i look young and tbh between me and u nobody wants to make the nice english teacher cry #the way these kids defended me to their friends was really genuinely so heartwarming bc the Grouchy Frat Boy #would be like MISS RAQUEL DOESN'T DESERVE THAT KIND OF AN ATTITUDE BRO DON'T TALK BACK TO HER

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