#p.e teacher au

[madmanwonder]

Type: Ask

AU: College- P.E. Teacher AU

Summary of the Question: Is it true that the girls usually invite you to listen to their band whether private or in public Coach Uzumaki? What is it like? And have they dedicated a song to their favorite sometimes oblivious teacher? 😉

“Their song is a banger to hear out.” Naruto replied as he hmm to the beat of the song with a smile. Obvious to the meaning of the song.

#naruto #naruto uzumaki #ino yamanaka #sakura haruno #tenten naruto #temari no sabaku #college au #college au ask #teacher au #teacher au ask #p.e teacher au #p.e teacher au ask

[kkurades]

HEART TO HEART ━━━━━ masterlist

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NISHIMURA RIKI never would have thought that being a demon meant he’d be summoned by you on a late tuesday evening begging him to make your p.e teacher disappear for a day just because you didn’t want to run during class the next day

pairing: demon!ni-ki x fem!student!reader

genre: high school au, slight!supernatural au, strangers to friends to lovers, fluff, crack, smau, written, slight!angst

featuring: rei of IVE ( faceclaim ), enhypen, yunjin of LE SSERAFIM, yuna of ITZY, ning ning of AESPA, danielle of NEW JEANS, jongseob of P1HARMONY , chaeryeong of ITZY , ricky of ZEROBASEONE

warning: dark humour, cursing

status: finished

( started on 23/03/2023, finished on 06/07/2023 )

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ENHYPEN MASTERLIST ˚୨୧⋆ MAIN MASTERLIST

## PROFILES !!

001. beatles dupes

002. anti yn haters

003. satan’s children

## CHAPTER INDEX !!

one | strawberry lamp

two | laughing out loud

three | queen ni-ki

four | sugar mommy

five | edward cullen

six | summertime sadness

seven | jisoo the fish

eight | tunnel of misery

nine | vogue magazines (0.4k)

ten | ultimate demon rizz

eleven | the class president

twelve | niki is riki

thirteen | holy eyes

fourteen | nr. 1 fangirl

fifteen | mlp socks

sixteen | little lover boy

seventeen | king julian

eighteen | bad kisser (1.1k)

nineteen | kissing rat

twenty | babygirl privileges

twenty one | gold digger

twenty two | #notacheater

twenty three | riki’s headphones

twenty four | the og riki

twenty five | the L word

twenty six | i love you (0.3k)

twenty seven | pookie

heart to heart © kkurades, 2023.

#✩⋆˚ heart to heart #enha niki #niki #niki x reader #niki nishimura #nishimura riki x reader #nishimura riki #riki nishimura x reader #enhypen x reader #enhypen #enhypen masterlist #enha x reader #enhypen smau #enhypen imagines #enhypen au #enha #enha smau #niki smau #nishimura riki smau

[ana-thedaydreamer]

Ikemen Vampire - High School AU - Student ID Card Version

Vampire Academy - School Year 2019 - Arc 1 suitors

You are a new transfer student into the academy, your new teacher hands you a student list in your class, who is gonna be your study buddy 🤭

Class President: Napoleon Bonaparte - Fav subject: P.E

Class Vice President: Isaac Newton - Fav subject: Physics

Music Club President: Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart - Fav subject: Music

Art Club President: Leonardo Da Vinci - Fav subject: Non-specific (born genius, Class sleepy-head)

Art Club Member: Theodorus and Vincent Van Gogh - Fav subject: English (Theo - for wise communication), Art (Vincent)

The silent member: Jean D’Arc - Fav subject: P.E (P.E bestie with Napoleon)

Literature Club President: Arthur Conan Doyle - Fav subject: Literature, Math

Here are their student card 😆😆😆😆😆

#cybird ikemen #otome game #cybird #ikevamp #fanart #ikemen vampire #ikevamp leonardo #ikevamp napoleon #ikevamp mozart #ikevamp arthur #ikevamp theodorus #ikevamp vincent #ikevamp isaac #ikevamp jean #high school au #anadreamart

[machetegirl109]

Synopsis: Physical activities were not something you enjoyed. Never participating and distracting other students was all you did during class; but as soon as the new P.E teacher’s aid catches you slacking, she decides to teach you a lesson. *inspiration: bad liar by selena gomez*

Warnings: 18+, MIDN, F/F, suggestive and offensive language, 80s!AU, abby is 19yo & reader is 18yo, smut, top!abby, bottom!reader, dom!abby, sub!reader, thigh riding, oral (r!receiving), fingering (r!receiving), after care, T.A!abby x popular!reader

important info about my stories here

©machetegirl109 (credits to bad liar by selena gomez that inspired me to write this) DO NOT copy/steal my work OR post it on any platforms

Word Count: 3.5k+

Oneshot: Bad Liar

❝︎you're taking up a fraction of my mind❞︎

The mid-day sunlight entered through the gymnasium windows just right. The sound of shoes squeaking against the light wooden floor along with vivid and loud voices were present as the ladies played around and talked to each other, waiting for the teacher’s arrival to the last class of the day. The girls were wearing a loose fitting white t-shirt with a small logo of the school printed on the right side of the chest, the low-cut sleeves colored navy blue as well as the matching pair of shorts. Tall retro socks with two blue stripes and a red one in the middle covered their calves, each of them wore a different brand of worn out white sneakers.

Your high top vans tapped onto the floor as you sat on the bleachers, elbows positioned over each knee while you kept your head high and talked to some of your classmates who surrounded you. Ever since the beginning of the school year you seemed to attract other girls. Not only your good looks, but also your “I’m too cool for this,” energy made them fall head over heels for you; making them chase after you every day — The most lucky girls were the ones who also had Physical Education on the last period of their schedules, just like you. You weren’t fond of the class; either always showing up 5 minutes before it was time to leave, or laying on the bleachers while the others runned around and participaded on the sports.

What even is the point of running around chasing after balls? There are better ways to exercise.

“Alright, ladies! Get in line!” Joel Miller, the gym teacher, yelled as he got into the gym, pushing the double doors hard enough to make them knock on the walls, letting out a loud bang. Everyone stopped talking as soon as he made his way to the middle of the space with a tall, muscular blonde girl walking beside him, silent as she observed the spacious gymnasium and all the students present there. The girls that previously talked to you went ahead to join the line that was forming and Joel soon stopped in front of them, holding his clipboard in one hand and a pen in the other. The blonde curiously stares in your direction, seeing you lazily seated over the aluminum while the others stood before the teacher.

“First things first, M’ gonna do the roll call and then we’ll go over some things! Amber?”

“Here.” Joel wrote a checkmark beside her name and followed to the next.

“Ellie?”

“Sup’ teach’.”

“Dina?”

“I’m here, teacher.” As he called out each name, the girls announced their presence and he scribbled down onto the paper, eyes never leaving the list.

“Okay, last but not least, Y/N?” Joel finally looked up, eyes going through the line of girls in front of him as he looked for his least favorite student.

“Hey, Mr. Miller.” You called out from your seat, all of those inside the warm gymnasium looked over to you; a shameless smile on your face when you waved your hand.

“Ah, glad you finally decided to join us for class today.” He dryly chuckes, adding a checkmark to your name. “M’ not even gonna ask whatcha doin’ sitting down.” You giggle at the annoyed tone in his voice and he turns back to the other students. “So, from today on we’re gonna have a new addition to the class! I want you all to welcome Abigail Anderson!” Joel points to the girl beside him, who stands proud with her arms crossed and her braid falling onto her broad shoulder. Abby opens a small smile and nods as the girls babble hellos’ and welcomes’. “Abby here, will be working as my T.A for the rest of the school year so make sure to respect her and follow her orders, understood?” The girls nod and let out sounds in agreement.

“Thanks, I'm looking forward to working with you all.”

“With that out of the way, we’ll be playing volleyball today! I want one team on each side of the court, now!” Joel blows his red whistle and the students start to get ready in two different teams as you only sit back and watch. He turns to Abby and begins to give her some heads up on how things work during class and what to expect.

“What about that one?” She points to you, who looks bored as you pick out your nails and talk to Ellie and Dina. Joel blows the whistle once more, making you and the two girls look back at him.

“Ellie and Dina! I advise you two to go play or I’ll give y'all zero’s for the day!” The girls shoot you an apologetic look, wishing they could talk to you a little longer since they were enamored by your charming presence. You wave them a small goodbye and Joel directs his attention to Abby once more. “I gave up on her a long time ago, all she does is sit around and distract the other girls; that is when she actually shows up. Definitely the worst student I’ve ever had in all my 30 years of teaching.”

“She’s that bad, huh?”

“Y/N has an F in P.E, which is the easiest class in her entire schedule… She’ll most likely fail.” He says in disbelief and they both look at you.

“Hm, maybe I can help,” The blonde says, a small smirk forming on her face.

“Yeah? What do you suggest?”

“She can stay after class and do some extra-credit, maybe run some laps, play some volley, just to make up for the time she wastes in class. I could also make her clean the gymnasium afterwards.” Joel smiles at the ideas and nods, patting her on the back.

“Great. You’ll definitely make a good teacher someday, Abigail!” Abby thanks him, and soon they switch their attention to the game.

After 30 minutes the class comes to an end as Joel checks the time in his Seiko Diver wrist watch. Placing the small whistle between his lips and blowing on it with force, he claps his hands together signaling to the girls that it was finally time to go home.

“Alright , ladies! Class is over, you’re all free to go!” The students drop the volleyball to the floor and begin to make their way to the exit. You stand and stretch your body, a wide playful smile on your face.

“Ahh, thank God, I was about to fall asleep here!” You say walking towards the double doors, but as soon as you reach for the handle, Joel shouts your name, making you stop on your track. “Need something, Mr. Miller?”

“No, but you do. You need to get a passing grade for my class and Abby will make sure you do. You’re staying here until she tells you to go, understood?” Your face falls to the ground as you look at the girl beside him. She’s wearing a tight light yellow t-shirt under a red sports jacket and some white shorts that exposed her strong, pretty legs, as well as tall white socks that hugged her thick calves and a worn off Adidas Top Ten RB — At least she’s cute you think before the current situation hits you again.

“What? Why?!” You ask shocked, making your way towards the middle of the room, where both of them stood.

“ ‘Cause you’re falling and Abby was kind enough to suggest you earn some extra-credit.” You groan loudly and throw your head back. “I’ll be off now. Be sure to behave, Y/N. Don’t cause me any more problems. Good luck, Abigail.” You watch as Joel leaves, leaving you and Abby alone. You turn to the girl, a bitter smile on your face as you think of what to say next.

“Ha… You could’ve been kind enough to keep your suggestions to yourself. I can’t believe I have to spend the rest of my Friday here! I had plans, you know?” You ask sacarstily, as you move forward, chest to chest with her. Abby looks down at your pretty face, a pout on your lips as she lets out a small laugh; making fun of your anger.

“I’ll be kind enough to suggest you keep that pretty mouth shut and run 100 laps around the gymnasium.” A naughty grin plays on her lips as her blue eyes stare into yours. “Now, princess.”

“You’re fucking joking right now, I’m not running—“

“150 laps now.” You gasp and try to push her, failing to since Abby is built like a tank.

“You’re not the boss of me, I don’t have to do anything!”

“Now I am, and yes, you do. Now run me 150 laps and I want you to count them out loud every time you finish one.” Abby states, grabbing the whistle that hangs from her neck and placing them between her pinkish lips, blowing into it and making the loud pitch hurt your ears.

“Ugh! The fuck is your problem?!” You say as your hands go up to your now sensitive ears, massaging them; you throw the girl before you a dirty look.

“The more you whine, the more you run. 200 now. Go.” Hearing the seriousness of her voice, you shoot her another expression before you walk to the side of the court; quietly calling her a cunt as you get ready to run. “I heard that!” You roll your eyes and you run, counting each lap as you reach the starting point before circling the gym, over and over again. Sweat accumulates around your forehead as your body begins to feel warm and tired, your legs ache as tremble and all Abby does is stand there, staring at you. Soon you reach the 200 count. You stop running and you press your hands on top of both knees, your chest rising fast as you catch your breath.

“I-I’m fucking done now.” You shout and close your eyes, thanking the Gods you can finally go home now. Abby laughs and you look at her, not sure of what is so funny.

“I don’t think you are. Come here,” She says as she grabs the volleyball that was on the floor. “We'll play a bit and then you're cleaning the gymnasium, princess, you can go home when you're done.” Abby throws the ball in your direction and you shrug away from it, like it was contaminated and you didn't want to catch whatever disease it carried. “You know, if you actually participated in class instead of sitting there n’ look pretty, you wouldn't have to be here?”

“Oh, so you think I'm pretty?” A playful smile makes its way to your lips as you cross your arms.

“If anything, I think you're lazy and a distraction to the students.” She answers you, annoyed by your lack of care towards the class. “Get the ball and bring it to me.” You walk towards where the ball landed and grab it, making your way towards Abby.

“So, you think I'm a distraction because I'm pretty.” You stop in front of her, pushing the volleyball to her chest.

“I didn't say that. Now get into position and play me until you win.”

Abby walks to one left side of the court and you to the right; each of you stopping a couple feet away from each other. She serves the ball and you do your best to receive it, returning it to her as you messily position your hands closed together, making the ball go back to her side of the court. You two keep volleying the ball back and forth, Abby making multiple points while you had the total of zero.

“Okay, let's stop. You're way too bad at this.” The girl says after holding onto the ball for the last time you threw. You stretch your arms, tired from all the movement, legs sore from the running, body sweating under your P.E attire. “Grab the mop from the supply closet and get to work.”

You tiredly nod and follow her orders, just wanting to take a shower to go home. After cleaning the whole wooden floor of the gymnasium, you put the bucket and the mop back to their original place and you walk towards Abby, who's sitting at your previous spot on the bleachers.

“I'm done. Can I go now?” Your exhausted voice comes out as you stop in front of her and she looks up at your sweaty and worn out face.

“Yeah, just do whatever you need to do in the locker room so I can lock it and go home, too.” Abby says, standing up and you follow after her as she makes her way to said area.

“I'm gonna take a shower so, guess you'll just have to wait ‘till I’m done.” You begin to strip your shirt off in front of your locker once you two are inside and Abby sits down, her eyes locked on the ground.

“Just hurry up, I have things to do.”

After getting rid of your clothes you grab a towel and a liquid soap you have in your locker and make your way to the showers, sliding one of the curtains open as you get in closing it again. You turn the water to a hot temperature, taking your time to wash yourself up and let the water fall onto your sore muscles. As the minutes go by, Abby shouts out to you, warning you get out soon or she'll just leave you here. Almost thirty minutes go by and she’s had enough, standing up and walking towards your stall; she pulls the plastic curtain open and you gasp, covering your chest.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You yell and press yourself onto the cold walls as she reaches her hand inside, turning the water off. She grabs your shower from the hanger and shoves it in your direction.

“What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you who needs to spend an eternity showering?! Go get dressed, now!” You wrap yourself in your soft towel and push her out of your way as you head back to your locker.

“You're such a bitch. You already ruined my friday night and now I can't even take a fucking shower.” You mumble and she stops next to you, watching as you drop your towel on the bench. Abby’s face turns red and her breath stops for a second, her eyes scan your naked body before she comes back to reality.

“Y-you ruined it your own by not doing anything at the easiest fucking class you have.” You turn to her as you roll the deodorant under your armpits. Her eyes fall to your chest, nipples poking out in all their glory. You talk back at her but she hears nothing, all her attention goes to the way your tits move as your breath in-and-out. You place your hygiene product back to your locker, eyes never leaving her face as hers never left your boobs.

“Are you fucking listening to me?!” You attempt to push her for the second time today, but she's faster and stronger, grabbing your hands as she backs you against the locker. A wave of lust makes its way through your veins, stopping right at your core. The sound of your body hitting against the metal echoes in the empty locker room as Abby diverts her attention to your lips. Her blue eyes seem devil-like as she looks at you – Her face displaying a hungry expression.

“I had enough of your bitchy comments today. Let me make something else come out of that pretty mouth, yeah?” Abby whispers, a raspy voice sounding like music to your ears as she gently rubs her nose against yours. You feel yourself getting wet, the between of your thighs getting more slippery with each passing second. You nod your head fast, needy eyes looking back to her.

Abby closes the small distance between your lips, smacking them together with fervor as she lets go of your hands and brings her own to the side of your face; thumbs pressed onto each side of your jaw as her palm and fingers gripped your neck. You kiss her back, licking and biting her bottom lip as you pull it back with your teeth. She chases your face back and her tongue invades your warm mouth; your hands go up, holding onto her wrists and she gently massages the pads of her thumbs onto your soft skin.

“Can I touch you, princess?” Abby asks, breaking the kiss as she looks at you.

“Yes, please do, Abs.” This time, you push her towards you by the neck, press another kiss onto her lips and her left hand goes down your leg, opening both of them apart as she places her thigh between them. Abby moans at the contact of your dripping wet pussy onto her uncovered skin, and you throw your head back as you feel yourself slipping onto her with ease.

As she holds one of your legs, guiding your movements, her other hand reaches your chest, going directly to your nipple. She spits on it and begins to flick it rapidly; you moan as you feel the immense pleasure run through all your body.

“Look at you, all wet n’ slippery for me. My pretty, bitchy princess.” Abby pecks your lips and moves her hand from your chest to your cunt, spreading your moist lips and exposing your needy clit to rub against her skin. You let out loud moans when she reaches to your waist, carving her nails deeply into you as she moves you more violently against her. She feels herself getting wet, too, and she knows that the way you sound and the way you feel will be enough to soon make her white panties sticky with her cum.

As your bud deliciously kneads while you move your hips, you suck the white freckled skin of her neck, causing the girl to close her eyes and bite her lips. You push her head back by her braid and you lick from the bottom of her Adam’s apple all the way up to her mouth; pressing your teeth there again, making Abby hiss and moan.

“I-I want–” You try to speak but your moans interrupt you when Abby takes one of your boobs into her mouth, sucking on it and licking around your sensitive nipple. She lets go of it for a second just to talk back to you.

“What does my princess want, hm?” She goes back to massaging your tit with her muscle, hands never faltering on your hips.

“I want, I want you to-to eat me out,” You blurb out fast, not waiting to wait any longer to feel her tongue circling around your clit. Her breath hitches at the request, saliva pooling in her mouth at the opportunity to taste you. Abby grabs you with ease and lays you down on the bench, ready to have a feast. She wraps her arms around your legs, placing each of them beside her head, making your back lift a little from the wood. You shiver as her hot breath hits against your exposed pussy. “Please, ju-just fuck me…”

Abby looks at you, a needy expression on your face as you stare down at her and she spits onto your throbbing bud; the liquid making its way down to your hole resulting in you throwing your head back and closing your eyes. Your legs tremble and she holds you still, finally diving in. She runs her tongue up your slick collecting the wetness before bringing it to your clit. Abby sucks on it while she circles her tongue with speed and precision; her body taking in the way you taste as your pleasure filled moans enter her ears, making her head fuzzy as she fucks you.

“Fuc-fuck Abs, so-so good…” You praise and it only fuels her more, taking two fingers to your pussy, she caresses your entry before shoving them in. You moan and whine, pressing her head impossibly closer to your pussy; her tongue working on your clit nonstop and her fingers pumping in-and-out of you at full speed. “M’ gonna cum so-soon,” You announce as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to your limit, and unbeknown to you, Abby was getting closer, too. The thought of you creaming all over her mouth excited her, making her tongue swirl more frenetic over your clit as her fingers finally reached the soft spot deep inside you — The tips of her fingers pressing onto it made you finally brake, cumming over her face. As she felt your juices run down her chin, her orgasm hit her, too, and she slowly removed her fingers out of you; pressing one last kiss on top of your, now sensitive, bud.

“Fuck, princess,” Abby kisses your thighs as she lets your legs fall back down. “You taste so fucking good.” She kisses her way to your stomach, soon reaching your lips. “You were so good for me, baby.” You tiredly smile at her and she pecks your cheek before sitting back up and grabbing your towel from the bench. She softly presses the tower onto your cunt, cleaning you up as you quietly observe her.

“Are you gonna make me stay after school next week?” A shameless look appears on your face and Abby laughs.

“Oh, I just might.”

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#abby anderson #abby tlou #abby anderson x reader #abby x reader #abby anderson x y/n #abby x y/n #abby anderson smut #abby tlou smut #T.A!abby #bad liar abby anderson #©machetegirl109

[universallydelegated]

Loving the art of the new school AU! I'm gonna guess that Dogday is a gym teacher in this AU? I also really like Catnaps glasses!

Nope, that's actually Hoppy! DogDay is the counselor, he just wears a tracksuit because it's easy to put on and to move around in.

Here's the castlist:

DogDay - Counselor

CatNap - School Nurse

Bubba - Physics

Picky - Home EC

Crafty - Art

Bobby - Office Lady

Kickin - Theater

Hoppy - P.E

#Poppy Playtime #Poppy Playtime AU #Smiling Critters #Smiling Critters AU #Smiling Critters: Gets Schooled AU #SC: Gets Schooled AU #ATD Answers #Ask Post #Text Post #Anon

[nessieartss]

Consider; Toji is a "P.E". teacher in jujutsu high in your au

Make sense because he's fit by physical, skilled in combat and fast so he can catch tf up any students who are going to skip his class

Lmaoo omg i can imagine the bad dreams the students are having the night before P.E class. Gojo would try to scold him with his usual cheerful tone but toji would reply back with his foul language that the students just freeze in place, mouth agape in horror

#ask #anon #answer #jjk

[purelyfiction]

pencils and p.e. - bradley bradshaw!pe teacher x f!english teacher au

coming soon...

#bradley bradshaw #top gun #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader #rooster bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw x f!reader #bradley rooster bradshaw x f!reader #bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw x reader #rooster x reader #coming soon

[madmanwonder]

Ask

College- P.E. Teacher

Mabel dares Dipper to do this to his crush and teacher, Coach Wendy. How does that work out for him?

“Hi, whatcha doin’?"

Dipper: Hi Wendy, whatcha doin’?

Wendy: *Chilling under the shade* Just thinking about how you and i should go on a date in the weekend.

Dipper: *Shock* W-What!?

Wendy: *Look at Dipper with a smile* I be seeing you for tomorrow.

#disney #dipper pines #wendy corduroy #mabel pines #college au #college au ask #p.e teacher au #p.e teacher au ask #teacher au #teacher au ask #anon ask #wendip #dipper x wendy

[crushedsweets]

So in ur AU, wtf is Jeff's deal like whats that guys problem?

Lots of love -@amparently

OK SO HERES HIS BIT IN MY WEBSITE PLUS THIS, THIS, AND THIS POST

i havent read through everything so im not 100% sure its all accurate to my current thoughts, BUT the website screenshots are correct!

if you meant literally "whats his problem" as in Why He's Like That.. (prob wrote this 100 times but thats ok with me)

he grew up in a very stereotypically nice family. golden retriever, two parents, good brother, two story house in the suburbs. but he was always hyperactive, bratty, wanted attention - and in school, teachers and peers started shoving him into a box. it started off as simple things, till they were punishing him for 'breathing disrespectfully.' he'd talk during quiet time, and they'd take away his recess. he'd be too rough in tag, had to sit out during P.E. he doodles while the teacher is talking, teacher snatches the paper and throws it away. he'd drop a pencil, the teacher is shouting at him. students could lie about him and everyone believed it. they'd "warn" his upcoming teachers, already setting a bias for him - which eventually became warranted.

everyone kept pushing him further and further into that role of a troublemaker, till he flat out became a bully.

but when he picked on Randy's sister, that entire group began fucking RELENTLESSLY harassing him. theyd jump him, splash him with gasoline and play with lighters by him, smash his head against concrete, dump bleach on him, shatter his phone, this and that. he had waaaayyyyy too much pride to tell anyone, either. it was when liu went to juvie that SOMETHINGGGG really infected jeff.

so, the operator is usually stuck in alabama. thats where slenderman is, who is the physical core of their shared being - but there have been a few 'containment breaches' where he makes his way to other states. jeff was the first (and only) person he ever infected farrr away from alabama. even after the operator returned to alabama cuz it hurt to be far, jeff remained...like that. and he eventually stumbled down towards alabama, naturally drawn to it cuz thats where the O/S system is at

the operator let go of him BECAUSE him being in new jersey was too difficult to maintain, and he operator doesnt want him anymore.... so jeffs just...stuck

TLDR; i wanted him to reflect how some students get shoved into a box, and it prompts further poor behavior, till it spirals out of control as they get older . even with great parents and an amazing home life, external factors are HUGE

but also he naturally is a little shit and probably wouldve been an asshole regardless of how people treated him... i just think its interesting how people fill out certain roles

#jeff the killer #creeped #asks #hcs

[dinaanana]

School!Au Hcs For Chuuya And Dazai

What kinda students would They Be

Chuuya and Dazai x Reader (Can be either Romantic Or Platonic You decide)

Yr 10

The Type of Mf the whole School Knows,Also the type mf to have a beef with almost every teacher

is smart asf But Acts dumb,Is either Annoying Chuuya on lunch breaks or you

Never participates In P.E just sits there gossiping with the girls that know the whole schools history And Drama

Cheers for you And Chuuya when y'all play something.like volleyball Football etc

The type of mf to have like 10 girlfriends At the same tim

That one guy who carries His Nokia at school That survived WW1 and WW2 and plays Candy crash or sm else,He claims that the teachers are yapping so much that his head hurts

Type of Mf to Throw Some little peace of papers at you so you Give him attention aswell and gossip with him

The type Dude To gasp out so loud when u tell him something in class When there quiet.

The type of Mf to Tell you that the bandages he wears every day are for aesthetic (he never Changes them)

Gets A+ on tests Without even studying

that one Guy Who always asks you for a pen (he never gives them Back)

That one guy That sits Infront of you and lays there head on ur desk

The type to argue with teachers every day

Year 10

That one Short but Athletic ass Kid whose rich

Loves P.E And is really Good at them,if you're on same team as him damn you Lucky

That one Wannabe Gangsta Kid Tbh,Who always gets in Fights (No one is Surprised anymore its normal)

Always in Detention or at Principals Office

Surprisingly Has good grades Like dude How.

Carries Like 10 Spare pens But Gives it To No one Except you (Dazai's steals Them)

That one Loud ass Mf who don't Know What quiet Whispering is,The teacher Doesn't say anything it ain't gonna Change nothing

That one Kid That shortens His sentaces like "Ain't ya" "Dont Cha"" and etc

Is in some Type Weird Gangsta group that Call Themselves the "Sheep"

Smokes in Boys Bathroom everytime Hes bored tbh

(no one Dares to tell the teachers)

He Hates Sitting With Dazai When They're Paired Up Togather,Anyone but that guy.

Everyone made Fun Of him For being A Ginger Until he snapped. And Sent them to Hospital with severe Injuries

You gossip With but He Acts Like he doesn't give af (He does)

#bsd x you #bsd fandom #bungo stray dogs x reader #beast dazai #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #bungou stray dogs dazai #chuuya nakahara #bungou stray dogs chuuya #chuuya x reader #bsd chuuya #dazai x reader #bungou stray dogs

[jokrrouttfynn]

Joker Out high school teachers AU

under the cut because it’s a fuck tonne pictures

Jan as - mathematics teacher

Kris as - literature teacher

Bojan as - P.E. teacher

Nace as - science teacher

Jure as - photography extracurricular teacher

#funnily enough no one’s a music teacher #I tried to avoid it #I thought it would have been cliche #Also no fic for now #Maybe some 400 words one shots in the near future? Who knows #Feels free to steal my idea (not the mood boards though pls I worked so hard on them) #joker out #jan peteh #nace jordan #bojan cvjetićanin #bojan cvjeticanin #kris guštin #kris gustin #jure maček #jure macek #didn’t think about making Martin so if you want to feel free to add him #Fynn’s high school AU

[rggie]

second-years as school crushes

characters: azul, ruggie, riddle, silver

summary: as title states, the boys as school/college crushes… inspired by some real crushes i’ve had

cw: gn!reader, sfw, fluff, unedited. modern!au. 1k+ words

azul ashengrotto

the academic rival. he always had to have the higher grade, even if it was by a single percent. you got 98% on your last exam? you can’t celebrate, because azul got 100%

your teachers are always poking fun at your academic rivalry. they ship you. “stop flirting!” “we aren’t sir, this is simply a heated argument between intellectuals!!!!”

the whole class know about it too. the incessant comments after either of you raise a hand, the shared looks across the classroom...everyone rolls their eyes when you’re against each other in a debate because it’s likely the lesson will go overtime.

it irritates you how you cannot best him in anything, and how he still flashes you that same annoyingly charming smile each time you clash. you’re just waiting for the moment where you finally outclass him… and you do. except it doesn’t feel as rewarding you hoped it would feel.

you’re both in different gym / p.e classes, but your teachers decide it’d be a fun activity to get both groups together for a game of cricket.

strangely, azul was quiet. he didn’t greet with you a snide remark. he didn’t spare you a single glance. instead, he stayed huddled in the corner of the field, scratching at his arm anxiously. you can’t help but wonder what’s wrong. not that you’re worrying about him

after a failed attempt of bargaining with a stubborn teammate, azul had to bat. you were pitching, so you were against each other as usual.

you’ve never seen someone fail at hitting so badly. everyone is laughing and the gymbros are yelling at him to run, so he does, but it’s honestly more like stumbling, and oh. he’s running in the wrong direction. towards you.

his cheeks are flushed beet red (due to embarrassment or breathlessness, you didn’t know) he doesn’t ever meet your eyes properly again. he stops teasing you, too.

is it wrong that you miss it?

ruggie bucchi

food hogger. this guy always, without fail has some sort of food on him. you see him in the morning? toast in his mouth. midday? two donuts. even in class, he’s snacking, not even trying to hide how obvious it is with the loud smack of his lips and happy hums right in your ear.

it’s worse because he sits right next to you, and he doesn’t even offer to share. this boy is greedy, teasing you and taunting you by waving a chocolate bar in your face only to open it and plop it into his own mouth with a cackle.

at lunchtime, you’ll see him skipping the line using the excuse that he’s friends with some popular third-year. you’ll be seconds away from getting the last cookie and all of a sudden ruggie swoops in, claiming that this friend of his wants it. (if that was true, why did you see him eating it minutes later?)

as annoying as he is though, sometimes—and only sometimes!—he’s alright. when there’s days you’re feeling down, or when you don’t do well on a test, you’ll find a snack in your seat. the same treat you know he buys. it’s a silent way of comforting you without outwardly saying it. he likes you because you don’t snitch on him, and you like him because he’s funny, despite his loud chewing.

sadly, he’s just too busy for anything real to develop. you don’t know what he does in his free time, but he’s always running around. you suppose it’s none of your business, and before you can ask anyway, you’re assigned a new seat-mate.

riddle rosehearts

goodie-two-shoes. you’ve never seen someone who’s as much as a stickler for the rules as he is.

now you’re not necessarily a bad student, but this guy makes you feel as though you are. if you’re chewing gum in class, beware. don’t let riddle catch you otherwise you’re taking a trip to the trash can before he can raise his hand and tell on you.

he’s not only a snitch, but also thinks he’s right all the time. you feel a headache coming on with all his yammering.

he reminds the teachers about homework, even when he knows you haven’t done it. and then blames it on your incapability to manage time well.

the one time he forgets his homework, you almost want to tell on him, but he looks so pitiful you can’t. he’s on the verge of tears, talking about ‘handing himself in’ as though he were a criminal. you sigh and tell him he can copy.

at first, he refuses, but as the day drawls on he finds you at lunch and sits next to you for your answers. everyone is surprised at his actions, and he seems surprised at himself too, a constant pink tint all over his cheeks. you have to actually teach him how to copy properly: “no, don’t copy this word for word. and yes, i promise this is correct.”

you can tell how guilty he feels and reassure him that it seriously isn’t the end of the world. the next morning, you find your favourite drink on your table. his behaviour becomes more mellow with you after that. he scolds you lightly, tutting quietly when having to fix your collar. he’s almost sweet—

but he’s still a snitch.

silver

you’re certain he could sleep anywhere.

the first time you met, he was in a deep slumber, lightly snoring with his head planted in a study guide. afraid he’d get caught, you start placing a book in front of him to cover the fact he’s sleeping from the teacher. it ends up becoming part of your routine.

you’re not sure he even notices you’ve been doing it, but you don’t mind. silver is super sweet, always collecting worksheets for you and putting it on your desk, saving you the trip, or offering you snacks in class when you’re hungry. he smells of comforter and fresh laundry—honestly, his presence alone makes you feel lethargic yourself.

you muster up enough courage up to ask if he’s getting enough sleep. you’d be more than happy to help him out, recommending coffee or melatonin gummies, but he tells you it’s just something he’s always dealt with, that frustratingly will not go away.

you now try to make sure he doesn’t fall asleep in class, conversing with him more or poking him gently with your pen. for that he’s grateful, being sure to return the gesture when you’re tired. (but if you’re super exhausted, he’ll let you sleep, making sure you’re as comfortable as you can be.)

some mornings, he even buys you a warm drink alongside his coffee… well, it wouldn’t be for you if silver had remembered to give it to the person he had intended it for, the name malleus draconia scrawled across the cup, printed very clearly.

you have no idea who malleus draconia is, but you hope he doesn’t mind you stealing his latte & his silver-haired friend for a while.

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#silver x reader #twisted wonderland #twst #silver twst #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #twst fic #twst hcs #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader #ruggie bucchi #ruggie bucchi x reader #🐾・/ rggie twst

[mintharaworshipper]

BG3 headcanons (modern AU)

My brain is full of headcanons and I need to get them out!

Shadowheart: She’s an English teacher. Always advocates for her queer students, who see her as a refuge. Loves sweets and pastries and is always carrying a snack in her backpack. Dyes her hair once a month, different colour every time. Chronically online, Tumblr and Twitter user, has the best taste in memes out of all the gang. Writes poetry and fan fiction. Grew up in a cult and lives with religious trauma, but she goes to therapy and does her very best.

Astarion: He’s a lawyer, of course. Has an impeccable aesthetic in his instagram profile, with a defined palette. Very good taste in clothing. He was physically and emotionally abused by his stepfather when he was a kid and hasn’t really worked through this trauma (Shadowheart always encourages him to go to therapy). Very close friends with Shadowheart.

Minthara: Lawyer, but has specialised in finance and has rapidly climbed the financial ladder via questionable methods. CEO of a major company. Impeccable taste in fashion. Vegan. Has a section in her closet filled with BDSM paraphernalia. Everything she owns is expensive. She’s the daughter of a powerful senator who was very emotionally abusive to her growing up. Staunch defender of capitalism. Wakes up naturally at 5 am. Does yoga and tai chi.

Lae’zel: She’s in the air force, has wanted to be since she was a girl. She’s in the spectrum and has only recently realised. Her special interests are planes and meteorology. Wakes up very early to run 10k. Extremely mindful about her eating, every meal is perfectly balanced for her specific nutritional needs.

Karlach: Non-binary. P.E teacher, works at the same school as Shadowheart and that’s how they met and started dating. Loves large dogs. They are a personal trainer on the side. Loves going to the gym and is very supportive of new people. Friends with Wyll since high school.

Jaheira: Anthropologist, environmental and anti-gentrification activist. Has lived in her neighbourhood forever and hates that it’s getting gentrified. Being a local icon and leader, a few political parties have tried to get her to run for office but she always refuses because she doesn’t trust the establishment. Has been arrested multiple times at demonstrations. She’s so devoted to her activism that she has neglected her children at times. Chain smoker.

Halsin: Environmental lawyer. Has worked in multiple NGOs. Has been to therapy. Single, not for a lack of suitors, but because he wants to find a life partner. Has been a vegetarian for decades. Has a bear tattoo.

Wyll: Entrepreneur. Devoted to The Grind™. Has taken classes on gender politics. Goes to the gym with Karlach and uploads mirror selfies. Has asked Minthara to be his mentor but she keeps refusing. Has also been to therapy.

Gale: Successful academic. Has been going through a terrible divorce with another famous and powerful academic. Excellent cook, makes his own sourdough bread. Likes the finer things in life.

Bonus: My OC, Ramona

Literature major but has no academic ambition whatsoever. She does know a lot about it and runs a literature club for troubled teenagers with Shadowheart.

Was working as a barista when she met Minthara and was immediately enthralled.

Has shared a flat with Shadowheart since uni, and they’re best friends.

She’s easily the funniest one in the gang.

Always manages to get free stuff or discounts just because of how nice and persuasive she is.

Excellent liar (white lies, mostly).

Wears recycled clothing almost exclusively, which Minthara hates.

Everyone hated Minthara when they first started dating but over time, as she changed, they managed to put up with her, even growing fond of her (most of them).

I’ve been trying to write some fics but I can’t seem to find the courage to. I enjoy coming up with headcanons more

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #shadowheart #astarion #minthara #lae'zel #jaheira #halsin #gale dekarios #wyll ravengard #bg3 tav

[starhrtz]

╭﹕🎮 ｡♡・stay with me

୨୧⸝⸝﹕synopsis — luka as your modern day boyfriend

୨୧⸝⸝﹕warnings — maybe ooc luka since this is before his release // and this will be in college au!

୨୧⸝⸝﹕notes — He's growing on me kay... Theres like no content of him so please bare with me, anyways this is queued ++ the new colour theme is gonna be a sneak peak to my new theme when im feeling better

boyfriend! luka who, for some strange reason, loves to poke, squish or even stretch your cheeks to make you either smile or laugh.

boyfriend! luka who thinks your laugh is the best, it makes his heart skip a beat and he feels he may have fallen for you all over again.

boyfriend! luka who often daydreams about you while writing down his notes yet his teacher caught him drawing some hearts instead.

boyfriend! luka who loves it whenever you feed him food, and makes some random excuse that his arm hurts from p.e or writing down notes so you can just feed him his food.

boyfriend! luka who lays on your shoulder or lap whenever he gets the chance, it's basically his personal pillow but he enjoys it even more when you lie on his chest or lap as he plays with your hair.

boyfriend! luka who just can't stop the urge to just pounce on you to give a loveable (yet tight) hug sometimes forgetting that his arms might suffocate you.

boyfriend! luka who loves interlocking hands with you as he shows off to his friend group, with Seele just shaking her head at Luka's behaviour.

boyfriend! luka who was surprised that you got along with Hook so well and even wondered if both of you would have a kids soon. (He was blushing as he thought that and slightly giggling, Natasha were staring at him weirdly.)

boyfriend! luka who often wonders have you been the one he has been waiting for? Yet, those thoughts immediately disappeared as you interlocked hands heading to your next date spot.

© astrinityy — do not plagiarize, copy, repost, nor translate any of my works!!

#★ — writing #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail fanfics #honkai star rail #hsr x you #hsr x reader #hsr x gender neutral reader #hsr x y/n #luka x reader #hsr luka #hsr luka x reader #luka hsr #luka hsr x reader #honkai star rail luka x reader #honkai x reader #honkai x you #honkai fanfic #honkai

[quotidian-oblivion]

I remember way back around October, I was in irl Mrs. Barah's English class, opening up the word document which held a rant I had typed the night before. This was the rant:

Jason blinked. “Who’s Tim Drake?” Jackie shook her head, eyes wide. “He’s only the legend and leader of the school. You know, a lot of people compare him to the likes of a mafia boss?” “Like, here’s a freshman who is an actual 12-year-old. Easy bait, right?” a student piped up. “Wrong. The so-called “12-year-old” is not only academically smart, but also politically smart.” Another student nodded, saying, “It had been barely three months and he already had blackmail on half the bullies in the school. He made deals and truces with the other half of the bullies. The minor ones cower before him, because in a span of three months, he’s managed to become all chummy-chummy with the big guys, when they’ve been trying for three years.” “No one has met a single person in the history of the school who is friends with the bullies, the students, and the teachers,” Jackie added. “Plus, he’s offering homework help and occasionally accepting candy as payment? Well, sign me up. Actually, I did sign up. I’m almost getting all grades above B on my final report card.” Alexander added ominously, “Majority of the girls think he’s adorable. The majority of the boys think he’s cool. The mean girls bend to his every will. The jocks give him hi-fives and fist bumps in the corridors and stick up for him in P.E. Not that he needs much, he’s so smart that he used freaking science to defeat everyone in dodgeball. Something about velocity reducing when standing at the very back? I don’t know, man.” One of the other students said, “The nerds ask him for tips on how to play chess and dungeons and dragons. The older theater kids ask him out for group milkshake parties. The prom queen and king asked him to be a chaperone on their first date. The teachers think he's a charm.“ “And all the janitors keep him up to date on new facilities and latest gossip,” a janitor walking by said. “We even made a copy of every key at the school for him, don’t tell the staff though.” Jackie turned back to Jason, “The kid is a legend. A real legend known under the name of Timothy Jackson Drake."

Obviously it's edited to be more comprehensible and integrated in the fic, but that was the gist of it. And from that rant, I wrote two series (and some fics in the Mafia Files and Packages that other cool writers co-wrote).

Two series that has been going on for a full year now.

But today, they both end. The whole AU ends. And it does so, with this fic:

Thanks for being here

#quotidian convos #quotidian fics #my school's local mafia boss #let them be brothers #mafia files #let them be family #tim drake #dick grayson #jason todd #bruce wayne #damian wayne #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #alfred pennyworth #batfam #dc #batfamily #ao3 fic #bat family #batfamily shenanigans