#where are the hot profs are my school
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hey cutie!
Could you write a fic where Agatha meets reader by “accident”? Agatha comes into reader’s life fitting perfectly but she was stalking reader since a lot of time. She is very interested in reader but reader doesn’t want a relationship for the moment. Agatha doesn’t know how to deal with rejection, so it could trigger chaos without turning back.
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Characters: stalker!prof!Agatha Harkness x (21+)fem!reader
Summary: She’d been watching you for months, now it was her turn to take action.
Warnings: 18+ smut, DUBCON, stalking, obsession, strap on use (r receiving), crying, age gap, masturbation (a), vibrator (a), alcohol
A/N: Added some more stuff to it because I needed to write a Professor Harkness story for my sanity but I hope you enjoy :)
You’d had caught her eye the first time you entered her classroom. She didn’t know what it was, that attracted you to her so much, maybe it was the way your hair fell in your face when you copied the things she put on the whiteboard, or the way you laughed with your friends, maybe the way you asked your questions, the way your voice sounded. Whatever it was, it was certainly driving her insane.
She watched you writing down the answers of the test she’d just handed out, unwillingly biting the end of her pencil as she imagined all the things she could do to you. Her heart beating faster when you raised your hand to ask a question. You never questioned the way she stood so close behind you, the way her hand touched your shoulder when she answered your question, and remained standing there in silence for a moment, taking in the scent of your shampoo. When she made her way back to her seat, you couldn’t help but stare at her ass that was swaying with every step, making your mouth water at the sight.
When you met up with your friends after school in your favourite coffee shop and sipped your favourite hot drink, a hot chocolate with a hint of cinnamon and 5 marshmallows, they confronted you with the way your professor acted around you. “Okay but did you notice how she always helps you first? It’s like professor Harkness puts you over everyone else!” “Oh yeah she definitely got a thing for you Y/N. Can’t convince me otherwise.” But you just shook your head, you didn’t believe it. “She’s just being the friendly, kind teacher she always is and always was. There’s nothing special to the way she treats me or anybody else. You guys gotta stop making such a big deal out of nothing.” You rolled your eyes annoying, unbothered by the facts your friends brought up. Meanwhile the older woman was sitting in a corner in the same coffee shop, taking notes of what you ordered and when you went here. Her obsession with you had her writing an entire schedule for you, including school times and subjects, your hobbies and the times you usually met up with your friends.
She’d been watching you for months now, gathered all the information she needed to know you better than you probably knew yourself. She’d even rented the apartment across your bedroom, where she watched you watching your favourite tv shows, changing and sleeping. You knew you had a hidden key under the welcome mat in front of your door, so when she saw you leaving for school and she had called in sick, the woman made her way to your door, taking the key and putting it in the lock, twisting it, smirking when the lock sprung open and let her inside. She knew she had quite some time until you came back so she took her sweet time, rummaging around your private drawers and your closet, taking a few of your panties and stuffed them into her pocket for later use. After a quick time check she knew that it was time to leave, yet the sheer thought of her lying in your bed, maybe covering with some cum stains that you’d sleep on later turned her on so badly that she made her way back to your bedroom, well aware that she’d had to hurry or you’d catch her in the act which honestly just turned her on even more.
She kicked off her boots and got comfy on your bed, closing her eyes to take in the scent of you that was lingering in your bedsheets. As she opened the bottom drawer of your nightstand to check for some more personal items, the pretty pink vibrator you used during lonely nights caught her eye. She shouldn’t, she knew it, yet she did. The older woman took it out of drawer, running her fingers over silicone before licking a line up the shaft in expectation to get at least a tiny hint of what you tasted like. The more disappointed she got when she noticed that you’d cleaned way too well. Her hand wrapped around the end of the toy while she got rid of her pants and panties, slowly running it through her very wet folds, whimpering your name softly as she pushed past her entry, letting the toy fill her up. Her free hand now reached to grab your pillow, her back arching and her eyes closed as she imagined it was you fucking her, the imagination making her thrust the toy at an incredible fast pace, chasing her orgasm. “Fuck, Y/N, that’s right, keep going baby, mommy’s so close!” The quicker she went the wetter your bed got, the toy already covered in her juices as she moaned your name like you could hear her. She was so very close to her orgasm as she heard the key twisting in the lock of your door, making her shoot up immediately, putting on her pants and kicking the wet toy under your bed before opening the window and making her way out of it before you could catch her.
When you entered your apartment everything seemed as usual, you set down your bag and took off your jacket before entering your bedroom, frowning as you found your made bed so messed up, a dark wet spot pooling in the middle of it. Immediately you blamed your cat, what else would it be? Groaning you changed your sheets when you noticed the purple wet thong on the floor. That definitely wasn’t yours, and you couldn’t remember one of your hook ups wearing any of that, especially because it still felt damp. With two fingers you carried it to the trash, throwing it away, trying to ignore it. Agatha, who was taking pictures of you from her apartment, let out a soft sigh of relief, glad that you were too innocent or dumb to put 1 and 1 together.
She knew she’d had to get rid of the vibrator in your room before you caught on it. Luckily today was Friday, a quick look at her notes told her that you were in for a party with your friends tonight. Which gave her the options to either sneak back into your apartment or participate in the party. She wasn’t too old to have fun just yet, so she chose lastest.
You took your sweet time getting ready, putting on a tight black cocktail dress, wearing your favourite red lingerie underneath as you knew this night probably wouldn’t be much different than your usual party nights. You’d talk to a girl, get invited home, end up in bed with her and wake up to leave before the chosen girl awoke in the morning. I’d always been like that, you just weren’t quite the type for relationships just yet. Of course Agatha knew your procedure, she’d been watching it from afar since weeks now, parking her car in front of the girl’s house, filming you and taking picture to masturbate to later. Tonight Agatha’s was wearing her favourite suit she used to wear in class, a white blouse with a blue cotton blazer and some matching pants, because she had caught you staring at her a little too long quite a few times, just that she added a little something extra this time.
Your friends picked you up in the evening, driving to the club whilst Agatha drove a few meters behind you, making sure you walked in first before she entered the club a few minutes later. You were already sipping on your first drink, talking to another girl, generally having a good time. Your professor chose a drink herself, to get her moving to the music as she watched you from across the room for around an hour. When you left your friends to have another drink you noticed a hand on your hip, immediately leaning into the touch as you expected it to be the girl, but when you heard her voice your blood froze. “I’ll pay for that one if you don’t mind.” She offered, smiling when she noticed you leaning into her a little more before you pulled back and turned around.
“Miss Harkness?!” You didn’t believe your eyes when you saw the very well known woman standing in front of you, offering you a drink. She didn’t wait for you to answer as you seemed to have lost your voice, instead she simply paid and handed you the drink. “Come on now don’t act all surprised, I’m not too old to have fun now am I? Or is it considered uncool to be partying in the same club as your professor?” Well it certainly was something you wouldn’t like your friends to find out as you feared that this would just add up to the rumours and you didn’t need that. “Can you please just stay quiet, I don’t need the other to see or hear you. Look I’m sorry, I don’t intend to be rude but I am not planning on spending my evening with my professor that I see 5 days a week. I’m sorry. But uh, thanks for the drink I guess.” You said quickly, taking the glass and making your way back to your friends, apologising for the delay before continuing to dance and chat, here and then sipping your drink.
The rejection didn’t sit well with Agatha, you were obviously playing hard to get and she was ready to play your game. She wasn’t going home alone tonight. Professor Harkness was a patient woman, she watching you sipping one drink after another, noticing that walking and talking started becoming hard for you, which indicated that now was the right time for her to surprise you. As you made your way to the restroom to touch up your make up you didn’t notice the woman slipping in with you. When you looked up at the mirror you saw her stand behind you, her hands on your waist, her lips on your neck. It took you a moment to realise what was happening, your smile faded when her hands moved to unbuckle her leather belt she was wearing, pulling her pants down just a bit to let her big strap out of her panties, pressing against your ass. “Told you to leave me alone miss Harkness. W-what are you doing?” You couldn’t help but moan softly at the kiss and the hard faux cock pressing against you, causing you to slowly grind against her in your foggy state of mind. “Here’s what’s gonna happen now baby, we’ll go to a stall, you get on your knees and suck me off. Then you’ll tell your friends you’re leaving, you get in my car, I drive us home and I’ll fuck the shit out of you just how you always wanted it.” It was more a statement than a question, she dragged you over to a stall and pushed you down on your knees, a hand full of your hair in her hand as she pulled you closer, the veiny strap pressing against your lips. “Come on baby, I know you want it. Ive seen the way you looked at me. Tell me, who did you think of when you fuck your filthy pussy with your vibrator every night? Don’t lie, I’ve watched you every single time. God I’ve cum so many times along with you, you made my legs shake without even touching me baby. Come on, be a good girl for mommy.”
You were overwhelmed with the situation, you knew it was wrong but she was right, she really did make your fantasies come true in that very moment. In your state of mind you had no chance to reject her again, you were already dripping wet simply by her words. “Thought of you taking me with your strap..” You mumbled before taking the toy in your mouth, making sure to give Agatha a nice show, her eyes on hers as you hollowed your cheek as if she could really feel it. Agatha’s cheeks turned red as she saw you being so obedient and eager for her, yet she pulled your head deeper on the toy causing you to gag. “It’s too big mommy, I can’t-“ But she just helped you moving your head up and down the toy, ignoring your whines. “Ye stop can baby, you know mommy will make it fit. You’re gonna take it like the good girl you are for me.” She was moaning, a sound that made your core tingle immediately. You hadn’t expected that sleeping with your professor would feel so right, yet so wrong at the same time. Once she was satisfied and the toy all wet she stuffed it back into her pants, pulled you up and pinned you against the restroom wall, kissing you deeply, her tongue pushing past your lips without a warning. You tried to keep up with her but she kissed you so hungrily like she’d been starving for your kisses, which in fact she really had been. Eventually she slapped your ass, pushing you out of the restroom stall before leaving to get to her car, trusting you to follow behind as you suddenly seemed quite consent with everything she did to you.
You said your goodbyes to your friends before you made your way out of the club and over to the parking slots. The older woman was sitting behind the steering wheel of a white mustang, honking to get your attention. Quickly you went inside, Agatha’s hand immediately wrapped around your thigh, her fingertips running along your skin underneath your dress, as she drove to her house. “Wear something looser the next time and no panties, could fuck you with my fingers while going home. God you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this.” She almost moaned as she clearly went over the speed limit, eventually pulling up in the driveway.
No matter how badly she wanted you, she still took her time to open the car door for you and picked you up, carrying you inside her quite big house, the lights turning themselves on as she entered the hallway, closing the door behind her. As soon as the door fell shut behind her she pinned you against the door and her own body, kissing you hungrily as she made quick work with the zipper on your dress, pulling it down impatiently. Her hands roamed your body and somehow you started enjoying feeling her hands on your skin and your lips in your own, moaning out her name as she ripped off your favourite lingerie. Once you’ve been stripped completely she picked you up once again and headed straight to her bedroom, throwing you onto the queen sized soft bed while she stepped out of her suit, leaving nothing but her big strap on around her hips. As she approached you, you spread your legs almost automatically, putting your head down in her pillow that smelled just like her, taking in her scent while she positioned herself between your legs.
“Fuck you’re so beautiful underneath my body, baby. Much better than I could’ve ever imagined and trust me I’ve imagined this a lot.” And you believed every single word she said, nothing really took you by surprise anymore. After all you were about to be fucked by your professor, something you didn’t even dare to dream of. “Gonna fill you up so good and you’re gonna take it so well like the good little slut you are for me.” With that she thrusted her hips forward, letting your hole suck her in completely, pulling a soft cry from your lips as she started pounding into you roughly, her hands gripping the headboard of her bed while yours gripped her pretty white sheets. The older woman moaned out softly when the bottom of the strap pressed against her clit, making her feel just as good as she was making you feel. Your mouth was shaped like an O as you restlessly let out sweet little moans every time she hit the back of you, causing a little bulge on your stomach. “That’s my pretty little thing, look at you taking me so deep you can even see my cock right here.” She smirked, encouraged by the view she had of your beautiful smeared make up, and picked up her speed even more, the sound of skin hitting skin breaking the silence. You buried your head in her pillows, trying to stiffly her moans but she just wrapped her hand around your throat, making you look at her while she fucked you restlessly. Very soon you felt the knot in your stomach tightening and by the way the woman was starting to wine as well you could tell she was just as close. “Need you to cum with me okay baby? ‘M so very close.” She whined loudly, desperately fucking into you again and again until she cried out softly along with you, both of you cumming hardly, causing her to slow down and pull out, watching your cum drip down your thighs.
Agatha didn’t give you much time to recover, instead she dove right into your pussy, burying her tongue inside you as she cleaned you from your arousal, moaning at the taste she’d been craving for so long. Once she’d found you clean enough she laid down on her back and lifted you onto her, positioning you over her strap before sinking you down on it. Your head was still spinning from the alcohol and first orgasm when you found yourself filled to the brim once again. “Ride me.” It was a short and easy command but it took you maybe a little too long to realise what she wanted from you. Soon two strong hands wrapped around your waist, guiding you up and down while you moved along, her hips pushing up and down in the rhythm. “Please it’s too much, I’m too sensitive I can’t!” Salty tears started running down your red cheeks as you shook your head, but her hands were to strong and simply kept moving you the way she wanted it. “Yes you can baby, let me do the thinking for you okay?” Gently she ran her hand over your cheek to wipe your tears, yet not stalling her movements. “You’re already making me wet with your arousal sweetie, that means your body wants it right? I know you’ve been dreaming of me fucking you like this since ages. So why don’t you just close your eyes and enjoy?” And you did, you closed your eyes once you’d calmed down and allowed her to speed up her movements, both of you moaning almost in sync. After a while you actually found yourself enjoying the way she took care of you, the way she made you feel so damn good like no one ever did before. You found yourself close to the edge after a few more minutes, and came into her strap once again. Panting you laid down on the older woman’s chest, who was gently running her fingers over your back, the strap still buried inside your pussy where it’d stay during the night. “You’re okay baby, you did so very well for me. Shh.. go to sleep. You’re gonna need that energy for tomorrow. There’s so many more things I want to do to you before class.”
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I wrote this fairly quickly bc my crim prof is painfully hot and I am suffering as a result. All mistakes are mine.
Pairings: LawStudent!Reader x LawProfessor!Wanda
Warnings: like one cuss word lol -- reader's age is not specified and neither is Wanda's at this point -- if you want to be a K-thru-JD, be my guest.
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You’re staring at the heavy wooden door in front of you. Your eyes trace over the markings, this building is your favorite on campus because of the architecture. It was once a grand library in the late 1800s and now it holds most of your 1L classes. It’s also home to the office of your Criminal Law Professor whom you’re supposed to be meeting with in a few seconds.
You let out a long exhale as you stare at your watch. You try to ignore how sweaty your palm is as you clench your hand into a fist to knock on the door.
“Come in,” your professor’s voice is calm, with no hint as to why you were summoned to her office in the first place. It came through an email yesterday afternoon after class. You blinked at your screen while your friends teased you about being in trouble.
Are you in trouble?
You step into her office and she’s sitting at her desk writing something down.
“You wanted to see me, Professor Maximoff?”
“Yes,” she sets down her pen, “can I get you anything? Water? Tea?” She gives you a warm smile that would normally disarm anyone but it only makes you stiffen with nerves.
“No thank you, professor. I’m good.”
“Sure," she leans back in her chair and gives you a serious look that makes you flinch, "what did you think of the lesson yesterday? Any questions?”
Did she really call me in here to talk about yesterday’s lesson?
“No, professor, none that I can think of. Inchoate crimes seem pretty straightforward,” you nervously nod and her lips twitch into a smile.
“I look forward to reading your analysis on it for tomorrow’s discussion board then.”
“I’m just about done with it,” you breathe, it was the truth. You know you won’t see your class ranking until after your first year of law school but it seems to already be obvious to everyone that you’re top of the class. It’s not by luck, you've always had to work harder than everyone else to get where you needed to be. It does help that you’ve wanted to go to law school since you were a child. Now that you’re here, everything just clicks.
“Y/N,” Profesor Maximoff’s voice makes your eyes snap to hers. Her usually bright shade of hazel eyes are now much, much darker.
“You’re a good student, you know that right?"
That makes you clear your throat, “thank you, professor, I’m just trying to make the most of this opportunity — it’s pretty busy at times.”
“You must be too busy to realize how you come across as well.”
“I’m sorry?” You have to ask to make sure you heard her correctly.
“You realize this is the first time you’ve held eye contact with me for more than three seconds?" She crosses her arms and that makes you tense even more.
“You’ve been counting?”
“At some point, yes. It’s like clockwork," she unfolds one arm to frame her face and you can't help but appreciate her jawline and the perfectly manicured finger that's tapping away at her cheek.
You have to look away and take a breath. You feel like an idiot for having such obvious tells. Of course, if Sam and Bucky can clock your nervous habits, Professor Maximoff can too.
“You don’t let your eyes land on me for too long, they bounce around the room a lot, like right now.”
Your eyes fall on her again, but this time you make it a point to hold it for as long as you can physically bear it.
“I’m sorry, Professor. I’m not rude, just shy at times. I can see how that comes off as standoffish.”
“It’s okay,” she gives you a nod with a smile. It’s the same combo she gives during her lectures. You only know this because you’re its number-one fan. Your jaw reflexively drops but you quickly pick it back up before she notices.
“You know,” she slides out of her plush leather chair and saunters out from behind her desk, “at first I did think you were just rude.”
She shrugs for a beat before stepping closer to you, “but then I think about how often you hold the door for me.”
And closer.
“And how you say ‘good morning’ or ‘good afternoon’ whenever you pass me on campus.”
And closer.
“Now, it all makes sense.”
Your cheeks begin to burn, you want to step back to give her space but she’s already a breath away from you by the time your brain can form the idea.
“Y/n.”
“Yes, professor?”
“Do you like me?”
Fuck.
She asks it so innocently you almost forget where you are. You're not two people casually exploring each other's fascination with one another. You're not on some kind of date, she’s your professor and you’re just a 1L. She watches your throat squirm as you swallow. Your mouth is now bone dry.
“I…it’s--just a little crush, yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, professor,” you respond so quickly and she hums in praise. Something pulls deep in your belly but you don’t have any time to figure out what it is before Professor Maximoff speaks again.
“Just a little?”
She leans impossibly closer to you. Your eyes don’t have a single corner to escape to, your breathing is shallow and sporadic.
“Yeah.”
She doesn’t correct you this time and you can’t help but feel a heavy pang of want. You watch a smirk stretch across her face and you feel like prey that’s about to fall victim to--
“That’ll be all, y/n—please close the door on your way out.”
She backs away before you do, turning on her heel to sit at her desk just the way you found her.
You stand there dumbly nodding for a moment. She subtly raises an eyebrow in your direction and that’s when your limbs begin to move towards the door. You quietly shut the door behind you before slumping against it, air filling your lungs once again. You shake off whatever you're feeling and head home, still trying to wrap your head around what just happened.
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This has been one of the worst, hardest, most stressful years I've had. My grandpa broke his hip and passed away shortly after. My food stamp eligibility ran out and for a month I was literally counting pennies to buy food- my fridge broke and I couldn't even afford a new one, I had to take out a loan to get a mini fridge instead. Three of my guinea pigs passed away of old age within a few months. I have been extremely stressed with my grad school program and not understanding the material- and being ignored when i ask the profs for help.
I have gained a ton of weight from stress-snacking which I'm self conscious of. A relative committed suicide. I lost a good friend to cancer- weeks after she was diagnosed. I have to move cross-country, and I was REALLY happy where I was.
My mom's health is in rough shape. She needs spinal surgery because she's in too much pain to get out of bed a lot of days, and she can't afford it. She also can't afford the diagnostic bloodwork she needs to see if she has blood cancer. And there's nothing I can do about it.
I've been dealing with a lot of trauma and heavy stuff in therapy which is worth it but exhausting. I've had to distance myself from my older brother (Who I'm not out to) because of the hateful things he says about trans people. It's been a really hard year.
So imagine how grateful I am that I've found this fandom, with such beautifully written characters, written with so much love and care, whose personalities feel like a cup of hot chocolate on a cold day.
And all the creative and kind and amazing fandom members I've met!
I'm just so happy that when I have awful shit going on in real life, I can come on here, type out some silly words about Halsin, and then share ideas and creative works and so much more with you. I am hundreds of times happier than I was six months ago because of you guys.
I love our tiny corner of fandom. Thank you all for giving me a place where my thoughts actually mean something to someone and where I can have yours shared with me too!!!
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KIDD; eustass kidd as a college student
summary: my headcanons of kidd as a college student in the modern world. no dfs here.
part two here
tw: afab!reader, nothing sussy here dw
* studies metallurgy or mechanical engineering
* insanely good at physics and chemistry 🫦
* but very emotionally and people dumb
* would wear graphic tees with rolled sleeves, ripped jeans, ankle boots
* eyeliner and lipstick on AT ALL TIMES
* is always late to class
* would be an overachiver
* makes every little thing a competition
* however, not an active student. he's just active when he wants to speak up about something he knows
* the typa student who does last minute reviews before exams and/or quizzes yet still manage to get a high mark
* lives in dorms with the other kidd pirates
* always have boys' nights where they just watch horror and scare each other, play games, or just get drunk
* not active in extracurriculars, he couldn't care less (unless it's related to his course or he's interested abt something it offers)
* know him as "that one hot redhead who always has a frown in his face and always gets into fights with the professors"
* would always banter with profs; not to disrespect them, but he's smart enough to butt heads with the professors. although his intention is to purely state what he knows is right, he always ends up disrespecting them bc of his language and attitude and gets demerits lmao
* kidd as a groupmate is a pain in the ass; he never replies and only does when he feels like it—which is rarer than rare. he replies to comply on the day before the deadline 🤬
* whenever there's debates, he's your man. mans got no filter and actually say stuff that no one wants to (e.g. controversies like church vs state, gray areas, taboos, gov't corruption, etc.), but only with a foul language
* submits tasks late 😫
* his handwriting is like this. he don't care abt pen width, brand, and type
* would visit nightclubs and bars seldomly, have hook ups and flings here and there but nothing was serious enough for him to go crazy for. he'd be with them one night max, he's the type of guy to leave afterwards 😭
his relationship with you:
* if you were just a blockmate he'd never even bat an eye at you let alone know you exist
- unless you caught his eye bc of your attractiveness physically or mentally
- if you haven't done anything remarkable to catch his attention, you're good as a rock to him
* if you're friends with him and is part of his circle:
- kidd being friends with you means that he can not only tolerate you but you can also measure up to and endure his feistyness
- that is tantamount to him being interested with you
- whenever a topic is blurry to you, he'd call you "dumb, birdbrain, shit for brains, etc" each time he explains and you still don't understand. but he would always accurately and patiently piece it out for you step by step, there's just some harshness that comes with it
- would always treat you to his and yours' favorite place after school whenever he sees you tired and bummed out after classes. would always tell you that "cmon i'll feed you some real fuckin' food, better than those ugly ass instant noodles you always have at your dorms." secretly loves seeing you eat and be full after meals
- each time your circle goes out, he'd always be seated next to you, is always close to you, or keeps an eye on you saying "you'll kill yourself with your dumb ass if i don't keep an eye on you." but that's just an excuse, cuz he likes looking at you
- study dates! well, he refuses to call them dates; just like how he refuses his feelings towards you. but would always insist on regularly doing this
> he doesn't really need the study dates, he's smart enough to excel on his own. he just wants an excuse to spend time with you, be close to you, teach you, make you laugh, and eat with you
- would he confess? he would, drunk. it'd start when you ask him to stop since he had too much to drink, he'll cup your face and tell you with flushed cheeks as his breath stinks from alcohol, he'll proclaim how much he adores you and how cute you are. he'll regret it in the morning and would avoid you for days.
- when you two get together, you two are inseparable. pda is clear as day. he's clingy af, would always link arms with you during lectures, rubbing circles on your soft skin. would let you put your thighs over his lap and stroke them fondly. when you put your head down during class as a result from weariness, his fingers with red-lacquered nails combs through your hair to soothe you. would always have an arm around you, whether above your shoulder or waist.
- his go to destressing activity is game/movie night with you and his circle
dreamy sighs 0~0
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words cannot express how hilarious this was to dissect in the newest FP episode-
and I'm not talking about the Hera thing, or the embargo thing (trying to be vague so I don't overly spoil people lmao) I'm talking about THIS specifically:
This is a very real panel that showed up in this week's episode of LO. Right smack dab in the middle of the comic as the word "Xenia" was spoken. Not at the bottom of the episode, not in the author's comment or in the comment section itself, nah, it was put directly into the comic like an author's note shoved into a shitty Wattpad novel/fanfiction.net AU. And no specific URL either, it's just "princeton.edu" which you probably can guess just takes you to the general Princeton University page and not to the specific article Rachel's getting this "research" from.
But it gets better.
Because if you google "Xenia greek mythology" you get THIS-
Word. For fucking. Word. Even the typo error that's missing a space between the : and Zeus' name. And the URL that's sourced? "princeton.edu" with the slug being abbreviated. This is where Rachel got her source.
BUT IT GETS BETTER.
Because if you actually CLICK the article link (which I doubt Rachel even did), you get THIS:
Oh boy. There is so much to dissect about this. First of all, for anyone who might be confused, this isn't an academic paper or anything of the sorts, it is a reading guide for Princeton University students... from 2004. And hot damn, does it ever LOOK like it's from 2004 because this website looks like something I would have used in my middle school computer classes. It's unstable (literally "Not stable" in its network protection), has broken image links, BUT IT GETS EVEN BETTER-
BECAUSE ON THE HOME PAGE, IT INFORMS STUDENTS THAT THE SYLLABUS "HAS BEEN UPDATED" AND "OTHER LINKS ARE LESS RELIABLE."
THIS IS A READING GUIDE
MEANT FOR STUDENTS STUDYING IN A SINGLE SEMESTER FROM NEARLY 2 DECADES AGO
THAT HASN'T BEEN UPDATED OR UPKEPT
AND EVEN ITS OWN PROFS ARE DISCREDITING IT AS A REPUTABLE SOURCE BECAUSE OF HOW OLD IT IS
AND THIS IS THE SOURCE RACHEL - A 'SELF-PROCLAIMED FOLKLORIST' - PUT INTO HER #1 BESTSELLING WEBTOON ABOUT GREEK MYTHOLOGY, LITERALLY COPY PASTED WORD FOR WORD WITHOUT ANY SHRED OF DEEPER RESEARCH BEYOND THE FIRST 3 RESULTS OF GOOGLE.
I'M FUCKING CRYING LOL IF THIS IS THE EXTENT OF HER 'RESEARCH' NO SHIT SHE WAS DOOMED FROM THE START 🤣 I HAVE SEEN BETTER AND MORE RELEVANT RESEARCH DONE AND SOURCED ABOUT MY O W N CULTURE AND MYTHOLOGY WHICH BARELY HAS A PULSE BECAUSE OF COLONIZATION.
#lore olympus critical#lo critical#anti lore olympus#i'm fucking wheezing#just when i thought i could give rachel a break because for a second i felt like i was being too hard on her#she goes and does THIS#thank you rachel#thank you for reminding me i'm not a bad person for hyperanalyzing your bullshit#this is such a scam#lore olympus spoilers
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Had a twilight au dream last night where bella was a liberal arts major at a university and instead of getting with fellow student edward cullen, she had mad sexual tension with hotter, and generally better in every way, carlisle, who was a prof in the med school department of the university. They were hanging out in his office and the main drama of the scene was talking about their mad sexual tension and carlisle being worried about how he was gonna control his thoughts around edward so he wouldn't know he was getting absolutely cucked by his hot dad.
Also carlisle had a gender studies book on his desk (written by him) and bella asked him about it and he said "you think I've lived through centuries worth of fluctuating gender roles and I haven't thoroughly unpacked how I view my own gender and sexuality? I'm 400 years old, bella."
#the funniest part of this is im always aware of when im dreaming so throughout the whole dream i was like 'wow this is wild. get it bella'#twilight#nonbinary king carlisle cullen is woke and presumably good at sex#i blame contrapoints for this because she released that twilight video and made me relive my middle school obsession with it#twilight renaissance
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i am OBSESSED with this prof. kendall brain nugget but i also have to wonder what the hell that dummy is qualified to teach except maybe self-sabotage and giving head, but those aren't academic subjects, soooooo
"Self-sabotage and giving head" LMAOOOOO pls it's too real
i had a headcanon about him somewhere where i made him an economics professor, which i think would track. but someone reblogged my post about him saying he'd be a lit professor which is like...so true. i love the idea of him being a literature/classics prof. but then again the only hot professor i ever had was when i took a buddhism class as an elective so i could also see ken teaching like theology or history or something since he is always in his fake spirituality bag in the show.
also in my mind he's still logan's son but maybe tried being the heir for awhile and realized he didn't want it so he went back to school. but he still very much wants his father to respect him and the choice he made to leave waystar. but he's still always trying to fill the void, so it is very much a like 'i'm going to learn all the things and become the smartest and most well-respected professor in the world' like he's obsessed with earning the respect of the other faculty, he's writing books and wanting to win a nobel peace prize. and it works, to an extent....but the mania and delusions of grandeur are still there.
but yeah, because people know he's sitting on a bunch of waystar shares and a not-so-secretly rich as fuck, he keeps his cards really close to his chest....i think he'd have a reputation for being really stern, and kind of an asshole. he's tough but fair, and very much an enigma to his students. if he takes a liking to you, he'd interrogate you when you turned in a half-assed assignment like, "i know you can do better than this". or he'd require you to go to his office hours. which makes you nervous because you've had a crush on him all semester and you're afraid he'll pick up on it.
i was mostly thinking about if he takes a liking to you and tutors you privately and then maybe you run into him like....off campus or when you're drunk after a party or in a bad way and he like....takes care of you at his place until you've sobered up enough to get home safely. but you let it slip that you're into him somehow and then you both make a series of bad (but also hot) decisions.
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This week, we have ten shadowgast fics centered around the theme Professor Widogast! Dive in after the cut:
Ongoing Speculation by marsmystic (1674, Teen)
Warnings: None
Essek shows up to Caleb’s classes in various disguises
Reccer says: Nothing
Caleb and the Pussycats by Daintylemonsquare (1105, General) Warnings: None
Caleb has cats in every lesson, a new one joins in
Reccer says: It's so cute
You don’t understand, we don’t hold hands. by comradeartemis (1435, Teen)
Warnings: None
Zoom classes and Frumpkin being a menace.
Reccer says: Students will be students
A Wizard’s Spellbook by dhwty_writes (1321, General)
Warnings: None
This is a beautiful and heartwarming reflection on the people who have influenced Prof. Widogast's life.
Reccer says: Be ready to read it twice and have a good cry.
prospective pupils by quinn_of_aebradore (1128, General)
Warnings: None
Caleb takes a look through some rejected Soltryce student prospects, and chooses who he will teach.
Reccer says: Short and sweet, Essek is a wonderfully supportive partner to Caleb in his decision-making.
Name by jakia (833, Teen)
Warnings: no warnings
Caleb starts his own magic school, and has a mysterious visitor one night.
Reccer says: I love the possibilities contained within, the idea that Caleb can make his own place and not just teach at Soltryce.
Dunamancy 101: The Practical Application of Romance Upon Two Unsuspecting Wizards by Dragonslaeyr (5196, Teen)
Warnings: None
Double whammy with both Professor Widogast AND Professor Thelyss. It's a modern AU from an outsider perspective in which a group of students conspire to set up two of their professors in order to alleviate their workload.
Reccer says: This one is SO cleverly done! It's a modern AU but stays so close to the essence of our boys and the formatting is just so cleverly done. Lots of little references that don't stick out to our narrators but will warm/break your heart in an 'if you know you know' kind of way. Especially recommend for current or recovering academics.
A Sort of Beacon Where There Used to Be A Dull Roar by Wordonawing (8781, Mature)
Warnings: none
Essek gets hurt, then stays with Caleb for a while.
Reccer says: It's so very soft, but especially for professor widogast - I like that part of the attraction for Essek is that Caleb is a good teacher, and that the fic shows what being a good teacher is like.
And then for these last two we had two recs each!
His Husband by Cers (3347, General)
Warnings: None
Student's POV: Two very different, but very good professors sometimes mention significant others. Can you guess the plot twist? ;)
Reccer 1 says: It's an absolutely gorgeous depiction of not only tenderness and love, but also of two very good teachers. My teacher heart soared while reading it, I teared up on the train when seating arrangements were mentioned. It also has fantastic characterisation of Essek and Caleb. It's the quintessential professor fic to me.
Reccer 2 says: I don’t usually like second person pov but damn this is a good fic
I think of all the education that I’ve missed (but then my homework was never quite like this) by MarsBar2019 (15118, Explicit)
Warnings: None
Essek gets to see both Caleb as a good teacher and Caleb as a decidedly naughty teacher. Contains some jealousy/possessiveness.
Reccer 1 says: Caleb is a great professor in this - imaginative, supportive, firm but kind. There are lovely depictions of Caleb and Essek's home life. Essek experiences a wild variety of feelings. There's some wonderful smut in Caleb's office. And most importantly Caleb says the words "daddy voice" and uses said "daddy voice". Reccer 2 says: Hot professor Widogast gets to dom the naughty student.
Have some questions? Check out our FAQ, and look for us next week, when we'll have a new rec list centered around Culture Differences!
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assorted hc rambles that one way or another have something to do with the academia in tot's canon
wc: 1k
cuz even if i know this is a game of romance and wits and murder mystery law, hyv cant just drop the cast like the nxx team (aka vyn and artem have doctorate degrees, mc is a graduate attorney, luke has a master's in bioengineering, and marius is working on his master's in oil painting) and not expect me to want to know more about how theyre interacting with their specific spheres of academia
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stellis university's biology department is begging "Pearce, L." to please consider giving a guest lecture for their students, pretty please
i think it's very entertaining to remember that several departments at stellis university have a bunch of Celebrity Poster Students/Alumni/Profs.
psychology dept obviously has the graceful intelligent dr vyn richter and hoo boy, that incident back in his personal story 3 where for a hot sec the university believed a SKETCHY CALLOUT POST accusing him to be a TOXIC MANIPULATOR....okay thats pretty on par for the course of how social media works HAHA. but my point here is that vyn is beautiful and a great teacher and theres a fanclub for him and he was momentarily involved in juicy drama. hes the perfect poster prof, he brings in a lot of attention and, in turn, interested students.
the law dept obviously has artem wing, and theyve also got rising attorney mc too!! im not sure if ingrid rosworth is canonically also a graduate of stellis uni, but if she is, im sure the law dept can drop some spicy rumors about ingrid and artem's Bitter Rivalry or something
aaaand the fine arts department has The marius von hagen as a grad student, and that in itself is already a big draw and a bunch of publicity.
but what about the STEM nation?
luke pearce is the only person on the team that is in no way affiliated with stellis university. he got his master's degree at national central university, which (and i know i mentioned this before but i want to mention it again) is noted in the Big Data Lab to be a canonical rival school of stellis university
National Central University has been competing with Stellis University for the top-ranked college domestically for years, and each has its own strengths and weaknesses. [from the Big Data Lab entry on NCU]
which is already so hilarious to think about. can you imagine national central university and stellis university's sports teams go against each other for a big game and suddenly the nxx investigation team is divided due to school loyalties? luke's gonna be the lone ranger rooting for national central and everybodys gonna affectionately call him a traitor
but i digress.
while luke is the most lowkey of the team in terms of publicity/popularity he gets from the media, surely, surely this canonical genius' bioengineering contributions during his studies garnered attention from the nerds at stellis uni.
the master's thesis written by Pearce, L. is something many students and faculty have been fangirling/fanboying over the moment they read it, and it becomes known that Pearce, L. is currently residing in south stellis, and thus the dept keeps sending luke emails inviting him to do a guest lecture sometime
and he always just replies with a concise and friendly "No thank you! :D" because 1) hes got enough on his plate to do right now and 2) cuz of stupid school loyalties jhvJHVKSJHFS, hes not teaching on enemy territory
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"MY DISCIPLINE'S citation style is better than YOURS!!!"
luke (biology/engineering) and vyn (psychology/pedagogy) use APA. mc and artem (law) use The Bluebook Style. and marius, our sole trooper in the fine arts, uses MLA.
if ever the team have to collaborate with somebody else in the team who is outside of their respective discipline's citation style to co-author some research, blood will be shed. the chaos would be immense. everybody assumed they were using the same citation (i.e. whatever citation each of them were respectively used to) and then when they realize the formatting discrepancies, the ACADEMIC RIFTS IN MANUALS OF STYLE, everybody gets extremely defensive and comically overdramatic over their preferred format of choice
vyn, luke, and marius: //squinting at the bluebook format
vyn: this is...
marius: youre gonna be way too passive aggressive with your thoughts, what we need is blunt aggressive. this format sucks balls
artem: it does not suck balls
vyn: no, he's right, it does
marius, muttering to himself: oh that was a weird feeling, vyn saying im right
artem, louder: it doesnt!!
luke, looking at mc with the biggest saddest puppy eyes: w-when did you change so much...i...i thought i knew you, i trusted you 🥺🥺🥺
mc: STOP MAKING THAT FACE AT ME, I HAD TO ADAPT IN LAW SCHOOL. WHY ARENT WE BULLYING MARIUS??
marius: uh, cuz marius is right and holy and all of you are wrong?
vyn, immediately switching sides cuz he loves the drama: MLA is ridiculous. why on earth is the only number present in the in text citation the page number?
marius: cuz it's simpler and doesnt take for-fuckin-ever to read past?????
luke, grumbling: least MLA could do is have the year in the in text citation...
marius: thats what the works cited portion is for, bitch!
artem: so you want us to flip all the way to the works cited portion to see the year? that seems like it would take much longer to do, like it would take forever---
and this argument would go on for far too long.
moving on
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one day vyn is sick and has to postpone a class and...
if vyn comes down with the ails, he'll of course have to update his students about how he wont be coming in on that day.
now, he wanted to start off his email saying. "I am afraid I will have to postpone classes [...]" and whatnot, but vyn is Very Sick. he starts writing the email, passes out like a few words in, and when he wakes up he sees the email he had accidentally sent to all his students:
Good day,
I am afraid
(based on this hilarious tumblr post)
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Hello! Part two of this nice story! Let's begin the actual investigation!
(we have even a little interruption by Holmes - aka our @jabbage who i thank greatly for letters from Watson.)
Uhm, not many clues... That's such a pity! Holmes gets his map and of course goes into Watson's room, where he can examine it comfortably with his Watson there to offer his own observations! Oh, he likes this case!
Agìh, good Watson, drawing us the map!
AAAnd yep. Holmes took Watson's computer for a moment and added the little note! His Watson has many qualities, but he's a doctor. He's tends to write in hieroglyphics. Watson will only discover it after sending the mail, lol.
Ah! people knocking!
Ah it's our anxious headmaster, hope he'll get a chamomille or something. But he honestly cares so much about the boy... and yep, i could've lived without the very typical 1800s-like racism. bah.
At least Holmes is NOT abused by the efforts of the local cops
Ah he has a place where he can search for tracks. good.
Now, to bed, my dearest, i'll wake you up
-the next morning-
-kiss- wake up my beautiful Watson, time to go, i got you chocolate. do hurry a bit, i've been out a bit already
This time Watson gets woken up with nice, sweet care, a hot chocolate and maybe a kiss and he's very bi and very in love as he enjoys the sight of his husband!
Today it shall be a great day of nice investiga-
no. maybe not.
Damn, we've been walking for HOURS and nothing. Let's keep checking, damn, it isn't working
HEY! is that a bike track?! YAHOO!
Yeah, it IS a bike track, but not the one i'm looking for! This is... INTERESTING.
Watson is very familiar with Holmes' familiarity with bike tracks, he read that particular monograph or series of articles when he was in quite bad pain and/or couldn't sleep. He was asleep in 5 minutes, Holmes' writing NEVER fails! But back on track...
They keep following the track but... THINK... Whose this bike could be?
Now, now, Holmes has intellectual honesty, he recognizes a job well done, but doubts this is one. Well, let's follow this track a bit more HEY! this is OUR bike!
FOUND THE BIKE! And Watson obv gives Holmes a 'good job' kiss!
Holmes must have one of his grins now, let's go, let's go!
The rider's running, Holmes can see it from the track! DAMN! A fall!
Ops! blood. A lot of it. bad, bad, bad. Let's see if we manage to find... well, his body. At this point it's not much of a possibility, that to find him alive
And in fact. Dead, killed by a blow by a blunt object to the head. DAMN. this is BAD.
-sigh- What to do now? Holmes DOES remember that he should also attend to this body
But of couse he can't do without his Watson! He NEEDS his husband to stya with him for their investigation... AH! Ah, good sir, do bring this to the school, thaaaanks you <3
And now on with business. these are the facts we know.
but we have problems, here.
Why did german prof get his bike? well, few theories in and our conductor of light strikes again.
Now that you actually helped me in seeing that i'm wrong, my darling, any ideas?
I meant FUNCTIONING ideas, Watson -sigh-
But i guess we can solve it together, don't you?
Watson of course agrees and will tell us how in the next letter!
#letters from watson#sherlock holmes#dr watson#john watson#victorian husbands#acd johnlock#i really like this story!
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thank youuuuuuuu @suzuki-ecstar for the tag! saving me from paying attention in class I'm so serious this prof sucks
rules: answer these 15 questions then tag 15 people you'd like to know better 💐
1. are you named after anyone?
not a person no
2. when was the last time you cried?
couple months ago I think, around when I got my internal marks for this really horrific prof's
3. do you have kids?
nopee
4. what sports do you play/have you played?
rn I'm on the college volleyball team but before that I used to play badminton, ran relays and smaller marathons, a couple years of table tennis, and a year each of gymnastics, karate, and classical dance; I also played outside like every evening from ages 8-14 hashtag not like other girls in that my apartment literally did not have any girls my age 😔
(note: I wasn't particularly good at any of those except maybe badminton but I had fun so who cares)
5. do you use sarcasm?
<3
6. what’s the first thing you notice about people?
I have no idea
7. what’s your eye color?
dark brown
8. scary movies or happy endings?
not a horror fan unless I'm making fun of it with friends
9. any talents?
being hot lmao but also ig I'm kinda good at academic writing, essays and the kind
10. where were you born?
tamil nadu, india
11. what are your hobbies
drawing, playing the guitar/ singing usually with my sister (been a while though), reading (trying to get back in) and watching motorsportssss
12. do you have any pets?
nope
13. how tall are you?
5'3 last I checked
14. favorite subject in school?
english, bio, history but no.1 for me and all my classmates was always sports/pe which is a distinctly not-american thing I think
Edit: it might be a distinctly my school thing the more I think- we Loved pe 🤷
15. dream job
don't really have one, I don't Mind my degree but it's not my fav thing in the world. I'd love to work at my first internship place but the pay's not great and more importantly I'll have to live in This state so....hmmm.
Tagging @menstitsillness@gianniisantetokounmpo @lewisfencer and anyone who wants to do this!
#I'm named after a goddess but had my grandparents had their way you would be looking at....a diff goddess 💀#used to hate my name bc no one really got it right so started going by a nickname...that is too similar to the m*nusmriti author#so. it's just there ig i don't mind it#pronounce it fine and you're good it's 2 syllables 👍
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Do you enjoy research? Which fic of yours required the most research?
Thank you for the ask! The original post is here.
I LOVE research. I will be down a rabbit hole at the drop of a hat. I have a hundred tabs open on my mobile browser with things I had to look up and then decided I wasn’t done with yet. My bookmarks are a hot mess.
Like a good chunk of my job is research and I’m starting to enjoy that again to where I’ve got two papers to peruse about copper and liver disease in dogs. One was written by a vet school prof who I got into it with when I was going to be a horse doctor and would not be running bile acids on barn cats. She won that round, I guess.
I tend to write what I’m familiar with, so the fic that took the most research was The Risk of Love which anchors around a pregnancy loss. I’ve never been pregnant. I’ve never had the desire to be, though I find it fascinating from a biology perspective. It was one of those yeah that’s cool for you but not for me. I have had a lot of friends who lost babies they very much wanted and were quiet about at the time. It’s only years later they feel okay about talking about how they felt and what they miss and sad things like that. It is heartbreaking, that grief over a thing you anticipated so much and is gone.
But I did a fair amount of reading from technical/medical angles as well as personal ones and I think I got it right. It’s the one fic where people fandom blind (on top of it being a non canon AU thing) will read and feel moved to comment on it.
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aristre 🥹🥹pls tell me which UCs gojo, geto, shoko, nanami, megumi, nobara, and yuuji would get accepted into and attend + bonus points if you classify them as college stereotypes
yes baby anything. ANYTHING. for you. guys you can request too don't let aaesuki carry my blog by herself please
jjk characters & universities of california
satoru gojo
ucla
accepted by all the ucs except uc merced btw ty aaesuki for the idea. bro is so mad he drives down to uc merced in his fanciest prettiest clothes to strut around and geto is in the passenger seat like lol (are you serious).
but no ofc he's ucla. dude's on frat row getting wasted and banging every single hot person on gayley. he shows up to lecture once in a while not to listen but to look pretty while everyone stares and whispers abt him. ruins every single stem curve. god i hate him
i think his favorite dining hall would be epicuria because he has fine taste :)
suguru geto
ucla
dude i think he'd go to uc irvine but aaesuki was like no he and gojo go together so whatever. he actually shows up to lecture 40% of the time and has good notes. he sells them for $20 and makes a tidy profit unlike gojo who buys an ipad and proceeds to play temple run on it instead of writing notes.
he goes to peet's coffee after lecture and orders a caramel latte or sthing fruity except when he looks for his meal ticket he realizes he forgot to redeem one. everyone in line gives him theirs
ieri shoko
uc san diego
she is a woman in stem and she hates socializing (i think) so nowhere is better than uc socially distant. if she's not in her single dorm she's in that big ass building on campus where it gets progressively more quiet as you go up and she's in the most quiet floor. i don't go to ucsd
i think she would be in a lab freshman year, doing clinical research sophomore year, and publishing papers junior year. goes to grad school at stanford or something ..
kento nanami
uc berkeley
im so sorry im so sorry i have to put u here nanami. i was gonna say he goes to croads for fun but i can't even say that cuz he would never do that. bro is the guy who tells people in the libraries to be quiet since some people need to study. bro also shows up to every single lecture in the front row and asks insightful questions the profs love him
he rooms w haibara his second year after they get kicked out of the dorms cuz ucb hates providing housing :3
megumi fushiguro
uc berkeley
im so sorry goomi that u would go to uc berkeley. i mean what. go bears! brain like berkeley! anyways dude's on that 4.0 gpa 25 creds a semester 4 extracurriculars shows up to office hours kinda guy. he DOES go to croads but only bc it's close by and he doesn't want to spend money on doordash but he rlly should. he should get doordash
accidentally gets drunk at a party he was dragged too and drunk texts the yuuji + nobara gc but because he's so hammered it comes out like "mile read my" and when they're like what he sends the blurriest selfie except he's not even in it it's his hair and half a finger.
nobara kugisaki
uc santa barbara
yassss prison dorms prison school. never attends lectures, but gets decent grades anyways. often out partying and shopping but also a fan of studying in the library after putting on makeup and picking out a fit good enough to gag the students from abroad. gets dole whip from that one dining hall. yea
hates the lagoon cuz it stinks bad but still goes there anyways when she needs some time to relax
yuuji itadori
uc davis
go!! aggies!!!! let's be real he accepted cuz he heard there were cows and there are cows. he loves the cows. dude i think he would be a target and costco fan he likes to go in there and walk around and stare at everything. except he has to drive to sac to get to target since they don't have one at davis LMFAOOOO ..... go aggies!
got food poisoning from the dc chicken but he still went back for seconds. got food poisoning again. friends had to hold him back but he went for thirds anyways. bonus points to anyone who guesses what happened after
#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#satoru gojo#geto suguru#suguru geto#ieri shoko#shoko ieri#nanami kento#kento nanami#megumi fushiguro#fushiguro megumi#nobara kugisaki#kugisaki nobara#yuuji itadori#itadori yuuji#headcanon#writing
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A little fanfic about Ash's injuries finally getting to him
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Prof kukui had a lesson planned where they split into teams of two and go look for rare berries/ items. The teams are:
Ash and mallow
Kiawe and Sophocles
Lillie and Lana
And so as the gang splits up Lana and Lillie go to the Beach,
Kiawe and Sophocles go to the cave systems and mallow and ash went into the forest by the school.
As they trenched thru the thick forest they found a big tree that fell over
"Let's go over it! I usually find a lot of mushrooms by fallen trees!" Mallow exclaimed whole ash only nodded his head
As mallow easily cleared the tree she noticed ash wincing as he slowly cleared it
"Ash are you okay? Did you nick yourself on the wood?" Mallow says with a lot of concern filling her voice as she noticed when he landed he Was breathing heavily
"yeah I'm just fine. I think I just overexerted myself yesterday I'm really sore heh" he says as Pikachu jumped down the tree
As they continue walking Mallow Took more time to watch ash, every tree cleared, every jump, every step made him have this face of discomfort
As they got into the thicker part of the forest they noticed a large lake that had rocks scattered around, they looked to be stable enough to jump on
"Let's cross it!" Mallow exclaimed
"Sure!" Ash replied 'why is this so hard to do? Maybe because I've been sitting around and not really working my legs I've gotten weaker?' ash thought
As mallow cleared the rocks, ash followed behind a little slower then mallow. Once she cleared the rocks she turned to ash waiting for him. Once he reached the last one
He jumped and once he landed He felt burning hot pain fill his legs as he planted his feet
He felt his body give out underneath him
As he landed on the grassy floor he heard mallow freak out right besides him, asking questions that his Brain can't even comprehend
All that's going in his head is
Pain
Pain
Pain
"Get the professor"
"O-okay! Just stay here I'll be right back!"
As mallow ran through the forest, clearing the lake and the fallen trees, she kept saying to herself to go
faster
Faster
Faster
When she found the big log that they jumped at the start of the class
She cleared it hastily
As she came to the school she sees in the distance Lillie, Lana, Kiawe and Sophocles all waiting there
She runs over to them and takes a deep breath in
"Professor! Ash is hurt and he needs help!" She yells
They looked shocked for a second
"He needs your help now! Stop staring at me and go help him Now!" She yells tugging professor Kukui's arm
As he registered what was happening he immediately asked
"Where is he?" And she starts taking him there, right before they leave he tells the rest of the gang to stay there As they run through the forest
As they rush through the forest
Ash stays still where he is, not knowing what to do.
All that's going through his head is 'make it stop' as he sits on the ground, panicking
After what felt Hours. Professor Kukui finally got there
"Ash! What happened?!"
"i-i don't kn-know it its so much pain" ash said finally breaking
"Help.. help me I want this to be over!" He yelled out, breathing heavily
"Hey, hey its okay come on breath with me" Kukui said in a calm tone, face still filled with worry
As Ash Started following his breathing, slowly calming down. Once he got to a point where he was conscious, but still slightly freaking out, Kukui touched his shoulder and he winced back
"Ash, can you stand? Do you need help?" He asked
"I- I don't know"
"Do you want to try?"
"Yes.."
Professor Kukui was the first one up
"Do you need help?"
As Ash tried to get up he fell back down
"Well I think that answers my question" he says as he picks
ash up from the ground and princess Carry's him, as they start walking back to the school, mallow following close behind
"Hey ash, buddy we are going to have to go to the hospital okay?" Kukui says
"Ugh.. I hate hospitals" he said, pushing his head into his lab coat
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As The Journey Continues!!!
#ash ketchum#pokemon#alola#gladion#lillie#pokemon kiawe#professor kukui#sophocles#fibromyalgia#fanfic#tapu koko#tapu lele#tapu fini#tapu bulu#fibro problems#fibropain#fibro flare#fibrolife#chronic pain#chronically ill
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