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rosetta-j-stone · 18 days
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So...I wanted this to be a one-shot but I think it might end up being a slow burn after all...
Er, I mean, yes, I absolutely intended this to be Chapter 1 of MANY.
ANYWAY
AU BOJERE FANFIC LET'S MM MM GOOOOOO
If you'd told him five years ago that he'd be living in London, he wouldn't have believed it.
London is for rockstars. Models. Hotshot city boys.
Bojan is none of those things.
But he does love people. And excitement.
So maybe it's not so surprising after all.
...OK, so it's a bit less glamorous than he expected. He's working three jobs and sharing a house with four other guys.
Five, if you count that mate of theirs who's always coming over.
Anyway.
He checks his watch. Plenty of time.
He takes one last drag on his cigarette, savouring it, then lets it fall, still smouldering, to the ground, before shoving his hands deep into his pockets and hurrying back inside.
He'll never get used to the British weather.
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Jere is nervous. This is definitely the right place. Right? He checks his phone again, like he didn't check it a hundred times on the way here. Yep. Definitely the right place. Probably.
It's just...there's no one here.
He can't be the only student on this course, can he?
He hopes not. He still remembers that summer when he had to retake Swedish. He shudders.
But no...wait...those are definitely footsteps echoing down the corridor.
Phew. He won't be doing this all alone after all.
He turns with a smile to see who his classmate is.
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There's already someone waiting outside the classroom when Bojan gets there. Either they're really keen, or they live so far out that they've learned, as he has, to allow 2 hours to get anywhere in this city. Or both.
He's about to introduce himself when the student thrusts out his arm, grasps his hand firmly and vigorously shakes it, rather faster than Bojan is used to.
"Hellohelloyoualsohereforlanguageclassyesyes? Nooneelsehereyetbut" - he breaks off from shaking Bojan's hand to dig his phone out of his pocket and check it - "Ithinkweinrightplace"
Bojan grins. Yes, he is also here for the language class.
AKA the worst-paid of his three jobs.
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Jere is gabbling. He knows he is, he can hear he's talking too fast, but honestly he thinks he's doing pretty well getting any actual words out when he's just been confronted with one of the best-looking men he's ever seen.
And Jere considers himself something of an expert.
This guy should consider himself lucky Jere isn't speaking total gibberish actually.
He leans against the wall, which is 100% so he looks cool and casual and definitely not because he suddenly feels weak at the knees.
"So...you new student like me? Or you do this course already some time?"
The other student stifles a laugh for some reason. Jere frowns. Did he accidentally say something weird? Or is...is this guy laughing at his accent? That's pretty rude of him.
...pretty...him.
OK, he needs to focus.
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This is what he gets for teaching adults, his sister would say, before asking him for the umpteenth time why on earth he doesn't work with kids, he's a natural, she can put in a good word for him with her friend who's a headteacher, he only has to ask-
He doesn't do it because he's a coward, is what he'd tell her.
He'd say it'd be too much to be surrounded by kids all day every day when he still doesn't have any kids of his own.
He really did think he'd have at least one by now.
Anyway, that's what he'd tell her. If he wasn't a coward.
Besides he doesn't really mind being mistaken for a mature student once in a while.
"Actually," he says, taking a key from his pocket and unlocking the classroom door, "I'm the one giving the classes"
****
Of COURSE he is. No wonder he was trying not to laugh.
Although, in Jere's defence, this guy looks way too young to be anyone's teacher, even if he does have a streak of grey in his hair.
Hmm, distinguished.
Focus, Jere.
You're here to learn, remember.
He sighs and follows his new teacher into the classroom, kicking himself every step of the way. Hopefully the rest of the students will arrive before he can make a bigger fool of himself...
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problematicbyler · 3 months
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Ok i've been reading "When I kissed the teacher" I gotta say I am ADORING this fic. Mike's jealousy, Mike being CLEARLY gay, Party dynamics and all the awkwardness and angst? It's beautiful.
OMG, this is the sweetest most delightful ask, thank you! I'm so glad you're enjoying it!
Not to toot my own horn, but it's my personal favorite Byler fic I've written! It's so much fun to write, and it's been a great challenge to tie in nontraditional Byler elements with the familiar things that make Byler so beloved. Playing with what would change and what would stay the same, you kind of have to figure out what's core to their essence as a ship and as individual characters, and it makes this AU so fun to me.
Sorry for waxing poetic, I just love this fic! I can't wait to get back to writing it, genuinely, but it will likely be a few months before I'm finished with some other projects that need to take priority (for money reasons, naturally).
But anyway, thank you for reading, it genuinely makes my day to get nice comments.
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impossible3girl · 1 year
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When I kissed the teacher
(ABBA inspired)
Snape x Reader
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It was one of those days – the 7th year Gryffindors and Slytherins we were sitting in the cold and dark dungeons near the end of their double lesson potions with Snape. Oh sorry, I of course meant - Professor Snape. I was sitting beside Charlie in the second row, and I could see in his face how he wished to be somewhere else. Based on how often he yawned, preferably his bed.
Like all the other Gryffindors he hated potions with Snape. Well when I say all I mean all except me. I was quite enjoying the lesson. As usual, Snape held one of his speeches about how great and complex the magic of potion making was and even though like the other Gryffindors I had quite a dislike for him or to be more specific his teaching methods, his passion for the topic fascinated me. And if I was honest, I thought it was kinda... I don't know how to better describe it than sexy. Of course, I would never say it out loud. Especially not to my housemates.
Oh yes, he was one of the worst teachers in Hogwarts, particularly for us Gryffindors. It was no secret that he hated us. He treated every house except Slytherin, his own, poorly but the Gryffindors had to suffer the most and I was no exception. Still, I loved potions and could relate very well to him and his speech.
From the beginning I had some kind of talent. Right in the first year. My first potion, the best of the class. Really you can believe me I am not exaggerating. And I really enjoyed making them and learning all their secrets. Spending my free time reading every book about potions that I could find. This made it sometimes really hard for Snape to trick me and take away some of our points. Which only made him more annoyed.
I was listening and writing down every word the potions master said, basically hanging on his lips as I felt a little nudge to my ribs. I turned to the side and Charlie started speaking, "Finally. I thought you were dead." rolling my eyes at him, I asked, "what is it?" "I don't wonder why Snape is still single. Besides his looks, obviously. He is basically married to his potions." „Oh come on Charlie, don't talk like that. Potion making is actually a fascinating topic. I can totally understand him..."
"Miss y/ln. Again, you are talking during my class." Snape said and fixated me with his black cold eyes. He stepped in front of his desk and walked towards me. "If you think you already know everything about the art of potions making, then why are you here in my class?"
Now he was standing right in front of me and started leaning down, his head right in front of mine. "I should have known that you don't understand the magic behind the complexity of potion making. How only the slightest difference in the process can change the effect of the potion..."
… I had stopped listening a long time ago when suddenly like being in a trance I took my chance, closed the gap between us and kissed him. Right on the mouth. I don't know what I was thinking. Probably I wasn't thinking at all. I just looked at his eyes and BAM!
First it was like the world stood still. Everything was quiet, no one was moving and I was completely focusing on the feeling of kissing my teacher. Then I heard some screams from my classmates but I couldn't care less. This was what I had dreamed of the last weeks no months and it was even better than I had imagined.
His lips were a bit rough but oh so sweet. I was in the seventh heaven but after just the blink of an eye it was all over. He didn't even reciprocate the kiss when he already broke it. But what else was I expecting? He was my teacher and I just kissed him in front of the whole class.
Snape straightened up and looked down on me. I held my breath as the seconds ticked away and I already saw the cauldrons I had to clean for the rest of the year. Or maybe even worse. What if I got expelled? I could forget my dreams of becoming an excellent auror catching all the bad guys. I would only be known as the weird girl who got expelled for kissing Professor Snape. Snape of all people.
But then he just smiled, looked at me for a few more seconds while I tried to avoid his eyes and went back to his desk. He went on with the lesson as if nothing had happened but the whole class went wild.
Everyone was whispering and looking at me but Snape seemed to not care. He didn't even take points away from the student who were disturbing his class. Not even from my fellow Gryffindors. Till the end of the class, I could feel Charlie looking at me. Now and then I heard him taking a breath like he wanted to say something but every time he changed his mind.
As soon as the lesson ended, I left the room and went outside. I sat down under one of the trees at the lake. Just a second later I saw Charlie standing right in front of me looking down. For a minute no one was saying a thing then he started talking.
"Wow what was that!? You kissed him!" "Oh, I didn't know." I answered with a sarcastic undertone. "No really. I know you have some kind of crush on him but I never expected this. I really thought I was dreaming. But you should have seen Snape, his face. You made him blush like a fool." He laughted but I didn't answer.
I didn't know what to say or better how to say it. How do you tell your best friend that you love the one teacher most of the school hates? How should I tell him that I dream of him every night? I just wished I could show Snape how much I cared for him. I wanted so badly to just hug him... what a crazy day when I kissed the teacher...
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My first fanfiction. Had this sitting in my drafts for a while and thought I'd finish and post it now.
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little2nerdy · 11 months
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i need somone to write a fic or just a tiny au where eddie is a musician and steve has been in school to become a teacher and after he gets his first teaching job steve goes to one of eddie’s gigs and eddie does a little tribute where he sings when i kissed the teacher by abba. i can just imagine eddie being so proud of steve and also that steve is an abba fan (obvi) so it’s just the cutest.
just imagine everyone at the gig is so confused why this metal band is playing a gay rendition of abba until eddie pulls steve up on stage and kisses him
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caracolcondiarrea · 7 days
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average experience listening to Lay All Your Love on me:
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anarcoqueer1994 · 10 months
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thatjessiwills · 1 year
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Everybody SCREAMED! When I kissed the Teacher!
We did a mama mia inspired shoot to celebrate Tory Hatcher's graduation!
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OKAY!
I WILL FINISH THE NEXT/FINAL CHAPTER OF WHEN I KISSED THE TEACHER TODAY IF IT FUCKING KILLS ME!
THE CATBOY WILL FUCK THE TWINK SO HELP ME GODS!
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having crushes as a pan person is so weird like what do you mean i'm torn between a straight woman ive been in love with since sophomore year and my fucking teacher??
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lyrical-escapes · 2 years
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What a mad day Now I see everything in a different light What a mad day I was up in the air and she taught me a lesson alright
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frankdam · 2 months
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a dal témája nem öregedett jól (bár a Total Eclipse of the Heart klipje rosszabb :D), de akkor is egy ABBA-gem
plusz remekül illett a Schwules Museum-ban látott 8MM-es filmhez, amikor a német fiúkák kiszöktek vidékre buzulni
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lostinm31 · 9 months
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Once he is my boyfriend I won't say it, but there will be signals
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problematicbyler · 3 months
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I finished reading all your fics on ao3 yesterday and I just wanna say you write some of the best byler fics out there. My fave was illicit affairs with the student/teacher a close second. I hope you continue to write more fics :). Also is the discord still active cause I'd love to join it.
hi there and so sorry for not responding to this but thank you so much!!!! illicit affairs is close to my heart and i so adore when i kissed the teacher and can't wait to have more time to dive back in there and wrap that fic up!
unfortunately the discord is no longer active but thank you for taking the time to say hi!!! i'm much more active on twitter if you ever find yourself over there :)
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mthguy · 9 months
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Lily James, Jessica Keenan Wynn, and Alexa Davies sing "When I Kissed the Teacher" in Mamma Mia - Here We Go Again.
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lorenzlund · 11 months
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Verliebt in den Lehrer. Aber wo sind die schwer verliebten beiden Diven! Und wo stecken selbst auch Joe und Gernot die jugendlich strahlenden zwei neuen Heldentenoere der Oper weltweiten, Liebling aller? Auch von Zeitungen aus New York! Auf der ersten Probe *unter Leitung Sylvios jedenfalls fehlt ihr Quartett noch! Es wird nach ihnen gesucht!
'Aha, da sind die beiden Paare ja! Willkommen neue Superstars vom Theater und dem Theater!! Sie kommen sehr spaet!! Na, da koennen wir ja endlich mit der Probe anfangen. Wir beginnen mit: 'My private Waterloo!!, der schwedischen Band ABBA! Wie die kennt keiner? Sind dennoch alle.jetzt startklar?? Amanda, sie selber auch?' John Maturo, Dirigent an der Met (*Amanda Principal, Opernsaengerin/Berlin, ist eine von den zwei Diven in bereits leicht fortgeschrittenem Alter!)
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Finanzueberwachung und Steuerwesen.
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abnehmen.
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bondilluns · 1 month
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two gerards in two days, hope y'all are happy
[ID: A digital portrait of Gerard Way smoking with a serious expression. They're wearing a black coat and headphones. The colors are dark and muted. End ID.]
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