are you a teacher when you turn 18

Someone please please give me a number and I’ll answer these. You can send me more than one!:)
  • Simple Life Questions:
  • 1. Selfie
  • 2. How Many Pets Do You Have?
  • 3. Dog Person or Cat Person?
  • 4. Diet or Regular Sodas?
  • 5. Biggest Fear(s)
  • 6. Favorite Food(s)
  • 7. Best Friend’s Name(s)
  • 8. Favorite Color(s)
  • 9. Number Of Siblings
  • 10. Favorite Animal
  • Love Life:
  • 11. Crush’s Initials.
  • 12. Hugs or Kisses?
  • 13. Would You Have Sex On The First Date?
  • 14. Do You Kiss & Tell?
  • 15. First Kiss Story
  • 16. Are You Single?
  • 17. Reason For Your Last Break Up
  • 18. Tall & Blonde or Brunette & A Little Nerdy?
  • 19. 5 Turn Ons
  • 20. 5 Turn Offs
  • Childhood:
  • 21. Childhood Best Friend
  • 22. Favorite Childhood Memory
  • 23. Favorite Childhood Teacher
  • 24. Favorite Childhood TV Show
  • 25. Favorite Childhood Movie
  • 26. Favorite Childhood Book
  • 27. Childhood Crush’s Name
  • 28. When You Were A Kid, What Did You Want To Be When You Grew Up?
  • 29. Favorite Childhood Activity
  • 30. Favorite Elementary School Subject
  • Education:
  • 31. Favorite School Subject Now
  • 32. College Major (If In College)
  • 33. If Not In College What Do You Want To Major In?
  • 34. High School Graduation Year
  • 35. College Graduation Year
  • 36. College Of Choice
  • 37. Private School or Public School
  • 38. Did You Have To Wear A Uniform In School?
  • 39. Was/Is Your High School Big or Small?
  • 40. What Do You Want Your Career To Be?
  • More Fun Questions:
  • 41. Describe Your Fashion Taste
  • 42. Have You Ever Had A Secret Crush On A Friend?
  • 43. Ideal Date
  • 44. Favorite Nickname
  • 45. London or Paris?
  • 46. Favorite Store
  • 47. If You Could Go Anywhere For A Week, All Expenses Paid, Where Would You Go?
  • 48. Do You Know What You Want To Name Your Kids?
  • 49. If You Could Meet Anyone, Dead or Alive, Who Would It Be?
  • 50. Are You A Light Sleeper?
  • TV, Books, Movies and Music:
  • 51. Comedy Movies or Musicals?
  • 52. Favorite Book(s)
  • 53. Favorite Movie(s)
  • 54. Favorite TV Show(s)
  • 55. If You Could Bring Back ANY Cancelled TV Show, What Would It Be?
  • 56. Favorite Actor
  • 57. Favorite Actress
  • 58. Favorite Singer(s)
  • 59. Favorite Band(s)
  • 60. Favorite Song(s)
  • Etc.:
  • 61. If You Were Stranded On A Island, What 5 Things Would You Want With You?
  • 62. Do You Have An iPhone?
  • 63. If You Have An iPhone What Is Your Favorite Game and/or App?
  • 64. Favorite Fruit
  • 65. Favorite Vegetable
  • 66. What Toppings Do You Get On Your Hamburger?
  • 67. What Is Your Middle Name?
  • 68. 3 Words To Describe Yourself
  • 69. Ice Cream or Frozen Yogurt?
  • 70. Do You Play Any Sports? If So, What Are They?
  • This or That:
  • 71. Pizza or Chicken Nuggets?
  • 72. Broccoli or Cauliflower?
  • 73. Cantaloupe or Honey Dew Melons?
  • 74. Math or Reading?
  • 75. Flowers or Chocolates?
  • 76. Christmas or Your Birthday?
  • 77. Hot or Cold?
  • 78. Pool or Beach?
  • 79. Cake or Pie?
  • 80. Picnic In The Park or Romantic Dinner?
  • Getting Deep:
  • 81. How Has Life Changed For You Over The Passed Few Years?
  • 82. Would You Say Your Friends Are Truly There For You?
  • 83. Do You Miss Someone Right Now?
  • 84. Have You Ever Had A Friend Turn On You?
  • 85. Where Do You See Yourself In 5 Years?
  • 86. Where Do You See Yourself In 10 Years?
  • 87. What Are You Looking Forward To The Most Right Now?
  • 88. Have You Ever Cried Yourself To Sleep?
  • 89. Who Was Your Last Argument With?
  • 90. Are You Happy With Your Life Right Now?
  • Etc. Part 2:
  • 91. Do You Cry Easily?
  • 92. What Was The Last Movie You Cried At?
  • 93. Do You Save Souvenirs From Vacations?
  • 94. How Many Kids Do You Want?
  • 95. What Are You Listening To Right Now?
  • 96. One Thing You Love About Yourself
  • 97. One Thing You Dislike About Yourself
  • 98. Biggest Insecurity.
  • 99. What Does Your Last Text Message Say?
  • 100. Any Question You Want.
the signs as things a teacher i had has said/done

Aries: *someone sneezes* “o h mygod shUT UP”

Taurus: “i’m not being stubborn i’m being right”

Gemini: “WILL YOU SHUT U- please be quiet :)”

Cancer: *brings 18 month old daughter to class* “this is mine”

Leo: “don’t be a narcissist. be more like me.”

Virgo: “the one thing i hate most is when you do something wrong right after you’ve done it right”

Libra: *says something ridiculous* “ahahaaaa i’m so fired”

Scorpio: *goes violently red while teaching bc he’s so into it*

Sagittarius: “ok turn to page zevnty twent- twe s… seventy…” *points to water bottle* “u thought that was water nah it’s vodka” 

Capricorn: “dont f*ckin swear in my class”

Aquarius: *giggles like a schoolgirl while ur reading just to fuck with u*

Pisces: “Excuses are like assholes; everyone has them, and they all stink.”

Guys ask me questions please! I'm so bored!! Ask as many as you like, I'll be 100% honest

Simple Life Questions:
1. Selfie
2. How Many Pets Do You Have?
3. Dog Person or Cat Person?
4. Diet or Regular Sodas?
5. Biggest Fear(s)
6. Favorite Food(s)
7. Best Friend’s Name(s)
8. Favorite Color(s)
9. Number Of Siblings
10. Favorite Animal

Love Life:
11. Crush’s Initials.
12. Hugs or Kisses?
13. Would You Have Sex On The First Date?
14. Do You Kiss & Tell?
15. First Kiss Story
16. Are You Single?
17. Reason For Your Last Break Up
18. Tall & Blonde or Brunette & A Little Nerdy?
19. 5 Turn Ons
20. 5 Turn Offs

Childhood:
21. Childhood Best Friend
22. Favorite Childhood Memory
23. Favorite Childhood Teacher
24. Favorite Childhood TV Show
25. Favorite Childhood Movie
26. Favorite Childhood Book
27. Childhood Crush’s Name
28. When You Were A Kid, What Did You Want To Be When You Grew Up?
29. Favorite Childhood Activity
30. Favorite Elementary School Subject

Education:
31. Favorite School Subject Now
32. College Major (If In College)
33. If Not In College What Do You Want To Major In?
34. High School Graduation Year
35. College Graduation Year
36. College Of Choice
37. Private School or Public School
38. Did You Have To Wear A Uniform In School?
39. Was/Is Your High School Big or Small?
40. What Do You Want Your Career To Be?

More Fun Questions:
41. Describe Your Fashion Taste
42. Have You Ever Had A Secret Crush On A Friend?
43. Ideal Date
44. Favorite Nickname
45. London or Paris?
46. Favorite Store
47. If You Could Go Anywhere For A Week, All Expenses Paid, Where Would You Go?
48. Do You Know What You Want To Name Your Kids?
49. If You Could Meet Anyone, Dead or Alive, Who Would It Be?
50. Are You A Light Sleeper?

TV, Books, Movies and Music:
51. Comedy Movies or Musicals?
52. Favorite Book(s)
53. Favorite Movie(s)
54. Favorite TV Show(s)
55. If You Could Bring Back ANY Cancelled TV Show, What Would It Be?
56. Favorite Actor
57. Favorite Actress
58. Favorite Singer(s)
59. Favorite Band(s)
60. Favorite Song(s)

Etc.:
61. If You Were Stranded On A Island, What 5 Things Would You Want With You?
62. Do You Have An iPhone?
63. If You Have An iPhone What Is Your Favorite Game and/or App?
64. Favorite Fruit65. Favorite Vegetable
66. What Toppings Do You Get On Your Hamburger?
67. What Is Your Middle Name?
68. 3 Words To Describe Yourself
69. Ice Cream or Frozen Yogurt?
70. Do You Play Any Sports? If So, What Are They?

This or That:
71. Pizza or Chicken Nuggets?
72. Broccoli or Cauliflower?
73. Cantaloupe or Honey Dew Melons?
74. Math or Reading?
75. Flowers or Chocolates?
76. Christmas or Your Birthday?
77. Hot or Cold?
78. Pool or Beach?
79. Cake or Pie?
80. Picnic In The Park or Romantic Dinner?

Getting Deep:
81. How Has Life Changed For You Over The Passed Few Years?
82. Would You Say Your Friends Are Truly There For You?
83. Do You Miss Someone Right Now?
84. Have You Ever Had A Friend Turn On You?
85. Where Do You See Yourself In 5 Years?
86. Where Do You See Yourself In 10 Years?
87. What Are You Looking Forward To The Most Right Now?
88. Have You Ever Cried Yourself To Sleep?
89. Who Was Your Last Argument With?
90. Are You Happy With Your Life Right Now?

Etc. Part 2:
91. Do You Cry Easily?
92. What Was The Last Movie You Cried At?
93. Do You Save Souvenirs From Vacations?
94. How Many Kids Do You Want?
95. What Are You Listening To Right Now?
96. One Thing You Love About Yourself
97. One Thing You Dislike About Yourself
98. Biggest Insecurity.
99. What Does Your Last Text Message Say?
100. Any Question You Want

If you are under 18, do not message me and ask me to follow or even look at your nsfw blog especially if you post photos of yourself on there.

I don’t care if your blog is bdsm related - if you’re under 18 you’re not part of the bdsm community yet, in my opinion. I want nothing to do with minors. It’s fine to be curious and to learn about things but do not interact with me when it comes to sex or bdsm if you are underage. I don’t care if you’re turning 18 next month, wait a fucking month. I will not give you advice. I will not view your material. I am not your audience. I am not your mentor or teacher.

Period.

Do I? - Jamie Benn (Part 3)

A/N: HIIIIII! I started this imagine for @minourouss, who is a ray of sunshine, and I’ve enjoyed writing it so so so much. I hope you’ve enjoyed reading it as much as I have. Let me know what you think, feedback is always welcome!

Word Count: 2094

Warnings: mild swearing?

Part 1 Part 2

Master List

Originally posted by seabsieboys

“Jamie, stop!” I say, trying to stop the paper balls that Jamie is shooting with his straw.

Jamie and I have decided to go out for dinner after the game. We invited the girls and Jamie’s teammates to come with us, but everyone declined our offer because they had ‘thing to do’. Liars. Not that I’m complaining about being alone with Jamie, we are having a great time at the small diner that Jamie claims to be ‘the best diner in the United States and Canada minus the Island of Vancouver because his uncle’s diner is the best in North America’.

“What’s wrong, (y/n)?” Jamie smirks, shooting another paper ball directly to my face.

“How did you become captain of an NHL team? You are a child!” I half yell, reaching over trying to take the straw from his hands.

He holds his hand away from me, chuckling. I pout and cross my arms of my chest, looking at him like he has taken my favorite toy and doesn’t give it back.

“Who is the child now?” He asks and I use all of my will to hold a smile.

Our food comes and Jamie is right, it is absolutely amazing.

I grab a fry from my plate and sink it on my chocolate shake before eating it.  I look up and see Jamie looking at me like I have just eaten the most disgusting thing on Earth.

“It is really good, I promise.” I tell him and he gives me a doubtful look.

“It can’t be good. Dipping fries on something sweet and making your shake greasy can’t be good.” He has a point, but sometimes logic doesn’t apply to reality.

“Try it.” I hold up a chocolate shake dipped fry up to his mouth and he gives me a disgusted look, but eats it from my hand.

I can see the debate on his head, he likes it but his head is telling him that it is gross. I patiently wait for his verdict while eating my sandwich.

“It isn’t bad.” He finally replies and I take it as a win.

I smile at him and he smiles back. He looks really good with the beard; the girls and I have had endless discussions about Jamie’s beard and I have always been a big fan of it. Don’t get me wrong; he looks great when he is clean-shaven, but the beard gives him a tough look and it makes my knees weak.

“So what’s with the beard?” I ask and he smirks again.

“What about it?” He answers me with another question.

“Why are you growing a beard now?” I specify.

“Tyler and Jordie have a Beard Club and I wanted in.” He says and I raise my eyebrows.

“Are you serious?” I try to figure out and he laughs.

“No. It just hurt too much to shave when I broke my nose so I didn’t and my mom told me I looked good.” He explains and I nod.

“Momma is right.” I say absentmindedly and he chuckles.

“Tell me about you.” He asks, “I hardly know anything about you.”

“My life is not that exciting, to be honest.” I start, “my parents are divorced, so I spent my teenage years going from her place to his place, so when I turned 18 I decided to get my own place. I’m studying to be an English teacher and I work in a small coffee shop.”

“Have you always been a hockey fan?” He asks and I nod.

“Yup, my dad is a biiiiiiiiiiig hockey fan.” I answer.

He keeps asking me questions about me, from what’s my middle name to my favorite color to where I’d like to travel… He doesn’t stop asking questions until he stops his car in front of mine at the parking lot of the American Airlines Center. I would have found it kind of stalkerish if it had come from another person, but it seems like Jamie really wants to get to know me.

“I only have one more question.” He tells me, getting out of his car and walking me to mine.

“My favorite food is pizza.” I say and he shakes his head, laughing.

“Good to know.” He smiles, “but I actually wanted to know if you would agree to go on a date with me this weekend?”

He seems kind of nervous about asking me and it warms my heart.

“It depends…” I say and he looks straight at me.

“On what?” he asks.

“Are you going to shoot me paper balls with a straw?” He snorts and I give him a smile, “because I won’t go out with you if you bully me like that.”

“My apologies, ma’am.” He says and I glare at him for calling me ma’am.

“Text me the details, Benn.” I tell him and get in my car, shutting the door before he can say a word.



Jamie gets on his feet after putting on his rented bowling shoes and tries to do the moonwalk. I laugh at his attempt of dancing and he gives me a hurt look.

“You are mean.” He complains and I stick my tongue out, mocking him, “C’mon Bonnie, it’s your turn.”

When the employee of the bowling alley asked about our names Jamie was quick to say ‘Bonnie and Clyde’.

“You are going to cry when I’m done with you.” I threaten him and he smiles cockily.

“I doubt it, sweetheart.”

Our first two rounds are average; we both score some points but neither of us is shadowing the other. I decide to use a heavier bowling ball and Jamie takes a step forward to help me with it, but I hold my hand up to let him know that I got it. I walk to our line and throw it really unstylishly; watching it go and making all the pins fall. I throw my hands up and I feel Jamie’s arms wrapping around my waist and lifting me up and spinning me around.

“That was amazing.” He compliments me, lowering me until my feet are back on the ground but leaving his arms around me.

“I told you that I was going to sweep the floor with you.” I remind him, standing on my tippy toes to be closer to him in height, my hands on his shoulders.

“You did tell me.” He agrees and I smile.

We look into each other’s eyes for what it seems like forever before he leans in and our lips crash on a sweet kiss.


 

“Look Jamie, that fish looks at you!” I say, pointing out at a telescope goldfish.

The fish has giant eyes sticking out of its head and Jamie smiles, tapping the glass softly to not disturb the animals.

“Hi buddy.” He greets the fish, and I laugh at his excited attitude.

Jamie and I are spending his free night at the Dallas Aquarium and the visit has become a competition on who finds the weirdest looking animal.

This is our sixth date if we don’t count the dinners and drinks with my friends and some teammates after the last three home games. Jamie has given me tickets for every single one of them and the seats were always amazing.

“That one looks like Tyler.” He points at a skinny looking fish with black swirls on its scales.

“I’m sure Tyler will be pleased to know that there is a fish that looks like him.”

“Oh, he will buy himself a huge water tank to have a family of ‘Tyler’s’.” Jamie says and I burst into laughter.

We keep walking around, stopping on every tank and terrarium. Our hands remain linked during the whole visit.

The night ends with him winning our little competition and me owning a new shark stuffed animal.


 

“God, you are stunning.” The tone of Jamie’s voice doesn’t leave place for me trying to deny it, so I smile shyly. My black dress is really flattering and I’ve paired it with high heels and a clutch, making me look really classy.

“You don’t look bad yourself.” I say, looking at his dark grey suit. He looks like a model of an expensive brand like Tom Ford.

We were going for dinner at one of the most expensive restaurants in Dallas. I had complained about it for days until Jamie said that he didn’t give a fuck about the money and he wanted to treat me to something special. We have been going out for three months now, but we haven’t become official yet. Neither of us wanted to rush it.

The place was beautiful; the dims lights go perfectly with the classy look to the restaurant. Burgundy, black and white are the main colors of the furniture and our table has incredible views of Dallas’ skyline.

“This is breathtaking.” I whisper, sitting on my hands so I don’t pull my phone out to take a picture of the view.

“Definitely.” He agrees. I don’t know how but I know that he is not talking about the view, making me blush to the tip of my ears. “I love to make you blush.”

I roll my eyes, but his cheesiness makes me smile. We order our food and Jamie asks for a specific bottle of wine. The waiter brings it to the table and pours some on Jamie’s glass for him to try; Jamie takes a sip and nods. Before I know it our glasses are filled and the waiter is gone.

“Try it and tell me what you think.” He asks, “I did it with your fries and shake.”

“You love it and you know it.” I say and he moves his head on a movement that isn’t a shake or a nod.

The wine is sweet but not too sweet and I let out a content sigh, taking another sip before putting the glass down.

“Good?” He wonders and I nod.

The food is as good as the wine, and we eat our meals exchanging bites of our food with each other. I’m full when we finish, but Jamie is a hockey player that eats for three men, so of course he wants dessert.

“Chocolate?” He asks, but he knows that chocolate is my fave and that I’ll never say no to chocolate.

He orders a chocolate coulant thingy that he chooses because it says that has hot chocolate sauce inside. We go back to our conversation about trips and where we want to go when the season is over. The waiter comes with the chocolate coulant and leaves it at the middle of the table with two spoons. Jamie grabs his spoon and digs in, he holds his spoon in front of my lips and I roll my eyes before opening my mouth and taking the spoon in my mouth. It is so amazing that I can’t help it but to moan.

“That good, huh?” And I nod frenetically, “I wanted to ask you something…”

I look at him and it looks serious so I put my spoon down.

“Ask away, Jamie.” I encourage him and he grabs his glass of wine and drinks up what it is left on it.

“I know that we haven’t known each other for too long, but the last months have been unbelievable…”

I nod in agreement and he smiles at me before continuing.

“And I know that we are great right now and I don’t want to ruin everything, but I think that I’m ready to take a step forward…”

I don’t want to make him nervous, so I just hum to let him know that I’m following what he is saying. My stomach is full of butterflies right now and I feel like I’m flying.

“What I want to say is… I want to ask you…” He struggles to choose the right words and I move my hands to grab his, squeezing them a little, “do you want to be my girlfriend? Make this official? Be my plus one on all the events and galas? Take cute pictures for Instagram?”

He starts rambling and I need to almost scream to make him listen to me.

“Yes, Jamie.” I answer.

“… fly to Vancouver so you can meet my paren… Wait, what?”

“I’d love to be your girlfriend, Jamie Randolph Benn.” I repeat for him and his smile is beaming.

“Thanks God.” He says, getting on his feet and walking to me and helping me up before putting his hand on either side of my face and kissing me passionately.

“Maybe Tomorrow” (Elorcan Fanfic) [Chapter 3]

I hate make excuses so I’m just gonna say SORRYYYYY. If you guys didn’t know, I’m writing these chapter by chapter, and my lack of planning sometimes makes it hard for me to figure out what direction I want this series, and the characters in it, to go in. I’m also participating in Booktube-a-thon this week (or at least trying to) so I’ve had little to no time to write. Regardless, here is chapter 3. Enjoy Ducklings :)) I also updated my master list for you guys, so that should have everything I’ve written so far, including chapter 3 of “Maybe Tomorrow.”

Chapter 2 | Chapter 4




Elide knew it would take time to get used to Orynth High, it always toke time to adjust to a new school and their student culture. From the relatively laid-back teachers to the deeply rooted political activism, Orynth High was already throwing Elide for a loop and she wasn’t really sure when she would get used to all of it.

But the lunch room, the lunch room, without a doubt, would take the most getting used to.

She had thought the hallways this morning were busy, but it was nothing, nothing, compared to this.

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Sonnet 18 - Part 1 (Maria Reynolds Series)

Authors Note: So this is my first series that I’m working on! I’m super excited about this, hope you all like it!

Warnings: slight language, Female!Reader

Word Count: 2116

Proofread by the lovely @sammy–moosechester <3


“Y/N!”

I turned to see my friend Alexander jogging towards me, his dark hair flying around. I slowed down enough for him to catch up. As we fell in step like always, he handed me a piece of paper.

“Professor Washington said my summer report was too long,” he grumbled. A large B- was written in red at the top. I rolled my eyes as I shoved the paper back into his hands.

“That isn’t a bad grade,” I replied. “You also should know by now that there’s a limit to words with those reports.” We reached our new English class, thankfully the last one for today, and sat down on the left side of the room. As I pulled out my notebook, I saw a few of my other friends, Lafayette and Hercules, come in. Alex waved them over. Herc sat into the seat next to me, while Laf looked over Alex’s shoulder.

“Texting your amour again?” he said, smirking. Alex shoved him away as we all laugh.

“John is in a different class, okay?” Alex said. He hid his face in his hair, but it doesn’t disguise the blush creeping up his face.

Someone plopped into the seat in front of me. I looked up to see Angelica Schuyler pulling her hair out of a ponytail and turning around to look at me.

“What’s up?” She asked me, pulling a pen out of her pocket.

“Not much,” I respond, my eyes scanning the classroom. “I was thinking of getting coffee after this, you up for it?”

“Sure. Also, Eliza isn’t in this class.” My eyes snapped to her, and she giggled. I folded my arms and slumped back in my chair.

“Hey, I was just looking around.”

“Please, you always look for her. You two are best friends, how didn’t you know?”

I sighed. “I forgot to ask this morning, and I couldn’t text her. Her phone broke, remember?”

She nodded. “That’s right. Well, she’s supposed to get a new one tonight. Come with me after this and I’ll help you find her.”

“Thanks, Ang.”

“Anytime, Y/N/N.”

Lafayette leaned over the table and waved Angelica down. She looked at him, confusion streaking across her face.

“Do you happen to know where your sister is?” He inquired as he tied his long hair up.

“Eliza?” She asked.

“No, Peggy, the younger one. I want to talk with her.”

“You’re not going on a date with my sister, but nice try.” Laf’s mouth dropped open. Alex laughed loudly, receiving a disapproving look from the professor. He dropped his head and continued rapidly tapping his phone. Lafayette hadn’t recovered from Angelica’s statement when the bell rang,. Ang turned around and Laf sat back down, his mouth still slightly open. Herc hastily pulled out a notebook and I passed him a pencil before he could even ask.

“Thanks,” he whispered.

“Just give it back at the end of the day,” I whispered back. He nodded, and turned his attention to the front. The professor pointed to the board, which read, Professor Coleman: Reading Poems, Romantic to Modern.

“If you are in the incorrect class, please exit now,” she said. Her voice was hard, a sure sign that she’s a strict teacher. “You will address me as Professor Coleman. Welcome to my poetry course.” She had long black hair, all in little braids, and dark skin. Her dress was flowing and purple, matching her shoes. There was barely any makeup on her face, but she didn’t need it. She stood up straight, while confidence radiated from her.

“If you will turn to page 27, we are going to start with one of Shakespeare’s most well known sonnet, Sonnet 18,” she continued. I had just flipped to the page when the door swung open. A girl entered, looking a bit worn out.

“Sorry, ma’am,” she said, smiling a little. “I went to the wrong classroom.”

“It’s alright,” Professor Coleman said. She gestured for her to take a seat. As the girl walked, I couldn’t help but watch her. She was absolutely breathtaking; long brown curly hair, tan skin, brown eyes, and a beautiful smile. Dark blue jeans hugged her legs, and she paired them with a red v-neck top. Her figure was amazing, absolutely jaw dropping. She was just astounding. I was still staring at her as she sat down. Alex nudged my shoulder. I turned around to see a smirk on his face.

“Shut up,” I said, shoving his arm away. He raised his eyebrows and laughed through his nose before turning back to his textbook. I turned to mine as well, but I couldn’t concentrate. All of my thoughts were on the girl in the red shirt that came in late. I wondered what her name was, who she was. I tried my best, but eventually gave up and just prayed that the professor didn’t call on me. The bell finally rang, blessing me with freedom. I quickly packed up my things. Before I could take off, Angelica grabbed my arm.

“Did you forget about coffee?” She asked. Her eyes searched my face, and I could see the concern in her eyes.

“Oh yeah, sorry,” I said as we left. “Just a little distracted. Also, could I take a look at your notes?”

“Um, I guess. Just wait until we get there. Also, I texted Peggy, so she’ll be there with Eliza.”

“Great.”

“Did you say you were meeting Peggy?” Lafayette interjected, practically coming from nowhere. “I’m coming.”

“I’m meeting John there,” Alex said as he appeared next to me. “Herc is going to come too.”

“I think I can talk for myself,” Herc yelled, as the hallway kept getting louder. Ang sighed as we all walked out of the building.

We headed across the street to the small coffee shop on campus, called “Beautiful Brew.” Tables were scattered all over the place, and a bookshelf with old textbooks across one wall. One section of the room was specifically for students who had to study, with translucent walls surrounding it to try and give the space a bit of privacy. We all sat down at a table and waited for the others to get there. As we did, we all wrote down our orders. This way, only one of us would have to go up there. When Alex began to write down his drink, John walked in with Aaron Burr. We’re friends with him too, but he tended to hang around these two guys that some of us can’t stand. I personally don’t really care.

As soon as Alex saw John, he bolted out of his chair. Aaron laughed as the two men threw themselves into one another. He headed over to the studying area, shooting us a smile as he went. Herc snapped a photo when they kissed to show them later. I waved to John as they came and sat down. A few minutes after that, Eliza and Peggy came in. I jumped up to hug them both. I heard a chair scrape as Laf stood up, only to then hear Angelica pull him back into his chair.

“It’s so good to see you!” Eliza exclaimed as she hugged me again. Peggy smiled at me before going to see her oldest sister.

“I just saw you this morning,” I laughed. She giggled, and we joined the rest of our friends at our table. Once they finished their orders, it was time to decide who would go up to the counter to order everything. Before anyone could say anything, Alex spoke.

“I think Y/N should order.”

“What?” I said, trying to remain calm. Then, my phone went off. I pulled it out of my pocket to see a text from Alex:

Look whos behind the counter dumbass

I looked up and saw the girl from our poetry class. Instead of the red shirt, she wore a dark green polo shirt and a lighter green apron. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail. I gulped, and then my phone went off again. It was another text from Alex.

Get your gay ass over there before someone else does

I stood up slowly. I could see Alex smirking at me, but I was too nervous to punch him. I grabbed the notepad and walked up to the counter. There was no line, which meant I had to talk to her as soon as I was there.

“Hi, how can I help you today?” she asked. Her voice was smooth and almost musical. I quickly looked at the orders and start rattling them off. I was afraid to look at her, afraid that I would stop talking and stare at her. When I got to Alex’s order, however, I stopped. Apparently, when he got up to see John, he dragged the pen across the page. I couldn’t read his order. Pulling the pad closer to my face, I read over it again and again. Someone cleared their throat. Looking up, I saw the girl holding her hand out.

“Can I take a look?” she asks sweetly. “I may be able to figure out what it is.” I nod and hand it over. She takes a look at it and entered something into the computer.

“So, I think this is an order for a black coffee, but I’m not totally sure,” she said. I could tell she was nervous about messing up the order. I smiled.

“Even if it’s wrong, he’s going to drink it,” I said, “because it’s his fault we can’t read his order.”  The girl laughed, creating the most beautiful noise I had ever heard. I laughed along with her, glad that I wasn’t messing this up. After typing in the rest of the orders, and me paying her, the girl looked up at me. Before I could think, I started talking.

“So, I think I saw you in my poetry class earlier,” I said quickly. She nodded.

“Yeah, I saw you too. Professor Coleman’s room was hard to find.”

“Tell me about it. Who teaches behind the boiler room?”

“I know, right?” We both laughed. Then, my order was ready. All of my friends came up to get their drinks. The girl handed me mine. I took a deep breath, asking her one last thing before I went to sit down.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what’s your name?”

“It’s Maria, Maria Reynolds,” she stated, smiling. “What’s yours?”

“Y/N Y/L/N.”

“That’s so pretty!”

“I like yours better.” She blushed at that. Suddenly, there’s a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see Angelica.

“My notes are at your spot, just so you know,” she whispered. I nodded, and she headed back to the table. I looked back at Maria.

“I guess I’ll see you around,” I said, my heart beating fast. She smiled shyly.

“Yeah, I guess so,” she replied. I smiled back, then headed over to my seat. As I sat down, my phone buzzed. With one glance towards Alex, I could tell it was him. He was practically bouncing up and down. I checked the text message.

Get ittttttttttt Y/N

I rolled my eyes, then pulled out my notebook to copy Ang’s notes. Apparently, we had been talking about the meaning behind Shakespeare’s 18th Sonnet. We were supposed to have multiple entries on this topic. She had written the poem down, so I read it over.

“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest,
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest;
 So long as men can breathe , or eyes can see,
 So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.”

Once I finished reading it, I looked back at Maria. She was making someone’s drink, but I could still see her face. I turned back around and wrote down my first entry.

Entry 1: There is a theme of love in Shakespeare’s 18th Sonnet. He is expressing how he sees someone else, and how he sees their beauty. This person will never become less beautiful in his eyes because he loves them. How wonderful is it that someone could feel something so strong for someone else, that someone else’s beauty could never fade from their eyes.

phone calls

drabble!!

pairing: oak x reader

prompt: i was fighting with one of my friends and this happened lol

words: 500ish

a/n: first oak. just a short lil drabble. i hope u like it lol lemme know xo



You were on the phone with him, crying your eyes out.

“Oak, this can’t be happening!” You sobbed as you paced the floor. Your breathing was labored, the tears choking you up.

“Y/N,” he sighed. His voice sounded warm. “She’s going to get over it, she has to.”

“You don’t know that!”

“Of course I do. I was in high school too,” Oak smiled.

You rolled your eyes. Oak had left for college this year and left you - his best friend - back in high school as a senior. You best girl friend - well, exbest girl friend - had just posted a picture of you on her Instagram, calling you a back stabbing bitch for stealing her man. When in fact, you already had eyes for someone else. Cough cough.

“I didn’t even do it. Fucking Lindsay -”

“Literally.”

You held back a giggle before continuing, “Lindsay was screwing him for months. All I did was ask him for help on chemistry -”

“Chemistry? I’m good at chemistry. Why didn’t you ask -”

“And suddenly I’m a slut? It’s ridiculous.”

You continued to hear Oak grumble about chemistry for a moment before sighing.

“Your friendship with her is toxic, Y/N. You know that.”

You squeezed your eyes shut. You did, every day she made you feel worse about yourself but since you spent the last four years at her side, how could you leave her now?

“I know,” you huffed.

“She forgot your birthday,” he said softly, making your heart flutter a little.

You nearly winced at the memory of this past year. You were turning 18 and she couldn’t be bothered to so much as text you. Even then, you hate to admit it but the following Monday, seeing her so flustered and nervous when your teacher asked how your birthday was? It felt good.

“But you didn’t,” you laughed half-heartedly. Oak had surprised you by coming home with cake and balloons, making you smile so big your cheeks hurt.

You could hear Oak’s smile through the phone, “No, I didn’t. Not that I could ever forget.”

You felt better. He always made things better. Hell, everything he did or said made your life better. You felt a headache starting from all the tears of that night.

“I love you,” you whispered into your phone.

Without missing a beat, Oak immediately responded, “I love you more. Go get some sleep. Text me in the morning.”

You agreed, telling him goodnight before falling asleep, replaying his last sentence in your head.

You woke up the following morning with five texts from him.

from: oaktree

i love you. kill today. she isn’t worth it. walk in with your head held high and kick ass.

i love you

i already said that

oh well

i love you anyways

I just wanna make a post about this bc I’ve been going through the tag and it’s been bothering me:

YOUR TC SHOULDNT BE DOING ANYTHING THAT SUGGESTS HE OR SHE IS PHYSICALLY OR EMOTIONALLY ATTRACTED TO YOU WHILE YOU ARE HIS OR HER STUDENT !!!!

I’m not saying they’re not allowed to be interested in you because I know of many teachers who have had fleeting (or lasting) crushes on students, but they were all very professional about it and did not let it show. In general, (and my tc said this recently), the teacher holds a position of power over you and any expression of lust/love/like toward a student is highly unprofessional and an abuse of the power and trust the teacher has over you.

not to mention, your tcs likely aren’t oblivious to your crush and they may just be playing into it for whatever selfish reasons, or perhaps, they think it will make you be a better student. Believe me, this has happened to me before in college.

If you think your TC has developed feelings and he or she is forthright about it, my advice would be to distance yourself. I know that may seem counterproductive, but it will protect you both, because if your tc is unprofessional enough to be outright with their feelings for you, it’s more likely they’ll be unprofessional about other things. At the end of my junior year of high school, I stopped talking to my tc all together & I had a class with him my senior year where we developed the same closeness but there were more boundaries, & then after I graduated I only talked to him once in a while for 4 years because I was trying to get on with my life and not be stuck in TC hell forever, but it turned out that I just needed a little more life (and love) experience to realize that this person was right for me.

All I’m saying is be careful. I know you wanna think that your tc has your best interests in mind but they may not. People are selfish.

AND DO NOT DO ANYTHING UNTIL YOU ARE 18! If you graduate when you’re 17, then wait to tell them about your feelings. Your feelings are not more important than your tc’s livelihood.

I Remade My Questions Post. GO TO MY INBOX NOW! Anon or Not I'll Answer All!
  • Simple Life Questions:
  • 1. Selfie
  • 2. How Many Pets Do You Have?
  • 3. Dog Person or Cat Person?
  • 4. Diet or Regular Sodas?
  • 5. Biggest Fear(s)
  • 6. Favorite Food(s)
  • 7. Best Friend’s Name(s)
  • 8. Favorite Color(s)
  • 9. Number Of Siblings
  • 10. Favorite Animal
  • Love Life:
  • 11. Crush’s Initials.
  • 12. Hugs or Kisses?
  • 13. Would You Have Sex On The First Date?
  • 14. Do You Kiss & Tell?
  • 15. First Kiss Story
  • 16. Are You Single?
  • 17. Reason For Your Last Break Up
  • 18. Tall & Blonde or Brunette & A Little Nerdy?
  • 19. 5 Turn Ons
  • 20. 5 Turn Offs
  • Childhood:
  • 21. Childhood Best Friend
  • 22. Favorite Childhood Memory
  • 23. Favorite Childhood Teacher
  • 24. Favorite Childhood TV Show
  • 25. Favorite Childhood Movie
  • 26. Favorite Childhood Book
  • 27. Childhood Crush’s Name
  • 28. When You Were A Kid, What Did You Want To Be When You Grew Up?
  • 29. Favorite Childhood Activity
  • 30. Favorite Elementary School Subject
  • Education:
  • 31. Favorite School Subject Now
  • 32. College Major (If In College)
  • 33. If Not In College What Do You Want To Major In?
  • 34. High School Graduation Year
  • 35. College Graduation Year
  • 36. College Of Choice
  • 37. Private School or Public School
  • 38. Did You Have To Wear A Uniform In School?
  • 39. Was/Is Your High School Big or Small?
  • 40. What Do You Want Your Career To Be?
  • More Fun Questions:
  • 41. Describe Your Fashion Taste
  • 42. Have You Ever Had A Secret Crush On A Friend?
  • 43. Ideal Date
  • 44. Favorite Nickname
  • 45. London or Paris?
  • 46. Favorite Store
  • 47. If You Could Go Anywhere For A Week, All Expenses Paid, Where Would You Go?
  • 48. Do You Know What You Want To Name Your Kids?
  • 49. If You Could Meet Anyone, Dead or Alive, Who Would It Be?
  • 50. Are You A Light Sleeper?
  • TV, Books, Movies and Music:
  • 51. Comedy Movies or Musicals?
  • 52. Favorite Book(s)
  • 53. Favorite Movie(s)
  • 54. Favorite TV Show(s)
  • 55. If You Could Bring Back ANY Cancelled TV Show, What Would It Be?
  • 56. Favorite Actor
  • 57. Favorite Actress
  • 58. Favorite Singer(s)
  • 59. Favorite Band(s)
  • 60. Favorite Song(s)
  • Etc.:
  • 61. If You Were Stranded On A Island, What 5 Things Would You Want With You?
  • 62. Do You Have An iPhone?
  • 63. If You Have An iPhone What Is Your Favorite Game and/or App?
  • 64. Favorite Fruit
  • 65. Favorite Vegetable
  • 66. What Toppings Do You Get On Your Hamburger?
  • 67. What Is Your Middle Name?
  • 68. 3 Words To Describe Yourself
  • 69. Ice Cream or Frozen Yogurt?
  • 70. Do You Play Any Sports? If So, What Are They?
  • This or That:
  • 71. Pizza or Chicken Nuggets?
  • 72. Broccoli or Cauliflower?
  • 73. Cantaloupe or Honey Dew Melons?
  • 74. Math or Reading?
  • 75. Flowers or Chocolates?
  • 76. Christmas or Your Birthday?
  • 77. Hot or Cold?
  • 78. Pool or Beach?
  • 79. Cake or Pie?
  • 80. Picnic In The Park or Romantic Dinner?
  • Getting Deep:
  • 81. How Has Life Changed For You Over The Passed Few Years?
  • 82. Would You Say Your Friends Are Truly There For You?
  • 83. Do You Miss Someone Right Now?
  • 84. Have You Ever Had A Friend Turn On You?
  • 85. Where Do You See Yourself In 5 Years?
  • 86. Where Do You See Yourself In 10 Years?
  • 87. What Are You Looking Forward To The Most Right Now?
  • 88. Have You Ever Cried Yourself To Sleep?
  • 89. Who Was Your Last Argument With?
  • 90. Are You Happy With Your Life Right Now?
  • Etc. Part 2:
  • 91. Do You Cry Easily?
  • 92. What Was The Last Movie You Cried At?
  • 93. Do You Save Souvenirs From Vacations?
  • 94. How Many Kids Do You Want?
  • 95. What Are You Listening To Right Now?
  • 96. One Thing You Love About Yourself
  • 97. One Thing You Dislike About Yourself
  • 98. Biggest Insecurity.
  • 99. What Does Your Last Text Message Say?
  • 100. Any Question You Want.

Kinky Questions: Reblog if you want me to send you one in a ask girls only :)

·         1: Kitchen Counter, Couch, or on top of the dryer?

·         2: Your last sexual encounter: Good or Bad and why:

·         3: A fictional person that you think would be good in bed:

·         4: Something that never fails to make you horny:

·         5: Where is one place you would never have sex:

·         6: The most awkward moment during a sexual experience was when ______________

·         7: Weirdest thing that ever made you horny:

·         8: What is the best way to sexually bind someone: Handcuffs, Rope, or Other [if other please explain]:

·         9: What is the fastest way to make you horny:

·         10: Top or bottom?

·         11: We were about to ____________ but then ______________ [example: we were about to have sex but then his mom walked in]

·         12: Is one orgasm enough? Are multiple orgasms necessary?

·         13: Something that you have hidden in your room that you don’t want anyone to find:

·         14: Weirdest nickname a significant other has ever called you:

·         15: Two things you like [or dislike] about oral sex:

·         16: Weirdest sexual act some has performed [or tried to perform] on/with you:

·         17: Have you ever tasted yourself? [If no, would you?] [If yes, what did you think?]

·         18: Is it ever okay to not use a condom:

·         19: Who was the sexiest teacher you ever had?

·         20: A food that you would like to use during a sexual experience:

·         21: How big is too big:

·         22: One sexual thing you would never do:

·         23: Biggest turn on:

·         24: Three spots that drive you insane:

·         25: Worst possible time to get horny:

·         26: Do you like it when your sexual partner moans:

·         27: Worst sexual idea you ever had:

·         28: How much fapping is too much fapping:

·         29: Best sexual complement you ever got:

·         30: Bald, landing strip, Jumanji:

·         31: Is it good sex if you don’t nut:

·         32: Fill in the blank: “If they ____________, we are fuckin”

·         33: What your favorite part of your body:

·         34: Favorite foreplay activities:

·         35: Love (&gt;,&lt;, or =) Sex For those of us who don’t remember our math thats “greater than, less than, or equal to]

·         36: What do you wear to bed?

·         37: When was the first time you masturbated:

·         38: Do you have any nude/masturbating pictures/video of yourself?

·         39: Have you ever/when was the last time you had sex outside?

·         40: Have/would you ever have sex outside?

·         41: Have/would you ever had a threesome?

·         42: What is one random object you’ve used to masturbate?

·         43: Have/would you ever masturbate at work/school?

·         44: Have/would you ever have sex on a plane?

·         45: What is one song you’d like to have sex to?

·         46: What is something nonsexual that makes you horny?

·         47: Most attractive celebrity?

·         48: Do you watch gay/lesbian porn? why/why not?

·         49: If a child was born on the occasion of the last time you had sex, how old would that child be right now?

·         50: Has anyone ever posted nude pictures of you online?

·         51: What is one thing that NEVER makes you horny?

·         52: Do you have stretch marks? (How do you feel about them? Has anyone ever had a problem with them?)

·         53: Do you like giving head? (why/why not)

·         54: How do you feel about tattoos on someone you are interested in?

·         55: How would you feel about taking someones virginity?

·         56: Is there any food you would NOT recommend using during a sexual encounter?

·         57: Is there anything you do on Tumblr that you would not like your significant other to see?

·         58: Do you own any sex toys? (what is it? (how long have you had it?)

·         59: Would you give your significant other unrestricted access to your Tumblr for a day?

·         60: Would you be offended if your significant other suggested you get plastic surgery?

·         61: Would you rather be a pornstar or a prostitute?

·         62: Do you watch porn?

·         63: How small is too small?

·         64: Have you ever been called a freak? Why?

·         65: Who gave you your last kiss? Did it mean anything?

·         66: Would you switch phones with your significant other for a day?

·         67: Do you feel comfortable going “commando”?

·         68: Would you have a problem with going down on someone if they hadn’t shaved their pubic hair?

·         69: If you could give yourself head, would you?

·         70: Booty or Boobs?

·         71: If you had a penis, what would you name it?

·         72: Have you ever been on an official date?

·         73: Have you ever cheated on someone? (Why?)

·         74: If you were a stripper, what would your name be?

·         75: Have you ever had sex in your parents bed? (Would you?)

·         76: How would you react if you found out your parents had sex in your bed?

·         77: What was your reaction the first time you saw a penis/vagina

·         78: If you had a penis/vagina for a day, what are five things you would?

Neville Imagine 1

You put down your leather satchel and sat down on your heavy wooden desk. It was weird being here on this side of the desk, after all you only graduated from Hogwarts last year. You knew you were the youngest teacher here, all the others being the ones you’d had last year, aside from Snape, whose job you were taking. Defense Against the Dark Arts had always been you best and favorite subject, and you had been such a help during the Battle Of Hogwarts that Professor McGonagall hadn’t hesitated for a moment to give you the job, despite how young you were - just turning 18. You sat down in the chair and pulled out the journal you kept in your satchel, flipping through sketches of your crush from when you were at Hogwarts, and notes the two of you had passed during class that you had taped to blank pages. You were crazy about Neville when you were at Hogwarts with him, and you had to admit, you still were. After the Battle you’d left immediately, watching your parents die had been really hard, so you took the summer to yourself and ran off, without saying goodbye to Neville or telling him how you really felt. You spent those few months ignoring  every owl you got and doing nothing expect traveling around and thinking. Once you’d cleared your head you made your way back to Hogwarts to apply to a job. It was weird to think that you’d be teaching some of your old friends, but Professor McGonagall was convinced it wouldn’t get in the way, after a few years passed you’d be older and wouldn’t know the students very well from your time here. You wondered about Neville for a few moments, your heart aching, before you noticed the time. Great! you thought, I’ll be late for the feast on my first day! You dropped everything and rushed down the corridor to the Great Hall, praying they hadn’t started yet. You hadn’t meant to, but you ended up opening the doors a little to quickly and a little too forcefully. You stood, panting in the middle of everyone while the students all had their heads turned to you. Silence. Your face turned red and you looked up to see that Professor McGonagall had been in the middle of making announcements. You gulped and waved at everyone, sending your new boss a sorry look. Suddenly you heard a yell, “Y/N!” The students gasped and you looked over, just in time to see that one of the teachers had jumped over the table where the rest of the teachers sat, and was running over to you. You gasped, “Neville?” He rammed into you, pulling you into a bear hug. You heard him talking so only you could hear, “I thought you died in the Battle… and when no one found your body…. I-I…” he started choking up and his voice cracked. You smiled into his chest and you both wrapped your arms around each other. “Shhh, it’s ok Neville. I’m ok.” You heard a great amount of ‘awe’s coming from the older students and you and Neville broke away from the hug. He looked at you with tears in his eyes, and you realized that you were crying. “Y/n,” he looked into your eyes, “I never got to say this at Hogwarts and I should’ve said it before you left. I-I love you.” You heard an even bigger ‘Awwweeeeee’ from the students (and some of the teachers) as you smiled and nodded, “I love you too.” He pulled you closer by your hips as you cupped his cheeks pulled him in for a kiss. After a few moments and cheering from the students, Professor McGonagall gave an award cough and you both broke apart and looked up. She raised her eyebrows as a signal for the both of you to get to your seats. You blushed and buried your face into Neville’s chest as the students ‘awe’d once more and he lead you by your hand up to the table where the teachers sat. “Well,” Professor McGonagall continued, “After that small interruption,” you could see her trying to hide a smile, “I would like to continue introducing out new Professors. The new Herbology Professor, Professor Longbottom, was a student here last year and fought in the Battle of Hogwarts. Professor y/l/n, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher also attended Hogwarts last year and was also in the Battle.” the students clapped and everyone started eating. You and Neville spent the night walking around the Hogwarts ground catching up comforting each other for the people lost during the Battle, and even telling some jokes. 

—Time Skip—

You got ready for your next class. You had just finished lunch with Neville and it had been perfect. You had been dating for about a month now, ever since the first night at Hogwarts, and everything was perfect. None of the students knew, only the teachers, and you and Neville made a point to act overly awkward and antisocial near each other when students were around. You were still smiling about Neville when your oldest class, the seventh years, starting pouring into the room. The students, only a year younger than you, sat down and pulled out their textbooks. You smiled and looked at the class, “Today, instead of me lecturing you, were going to face our bogarts today. You probably did this a few years ago, but I want everyone to try and remember what their first bogart was and to write it down right now. We’re going to take another look at you bogarts and see if any have changed and how your fears have developed.” The students murmured excitedly and everyone pulled out a parchment, scribbled a few words, and then followed you the where the bogart was stored. Ginny hung back with you, this was her last year at Hogwarts and she was your favorite student. It was hard to keep up the student-teacher relationship, after all you had been best friends for basically your whole lives. “So,” Ginny started, “Are you and Nev - Professor Longbottom and thing yet?” You pretended to be surprised, “Ginny, you know what happened in the Great Hall was just an ‘in the moment’ type thing. There’s nothing going on, we’re just friends.” She smiled, as though she knew you were lying, “okey-dokey, whatever you say,” she said as she skipped up ahead. Almost everyone had gone, there were two students left, when things took a turn for the worse. A boy by the name of Logan had been unable to fight of his bogart, snakes, so you decided to swoop in and rescue the poor student. You stepped in between them and almost casted the Ridikkulus spell before the bogart changed to your fear. The students looked confused as Neville stood before you suddenly. You were confused too. You confusion soon turned to fear as Neville gasped and collapsed onto the floor, blood poured out of his stomach. You took a deep breath, telling yourself it wasn’t real, as you cast the spell, turing Neville’s body into a giant ballon animal, before trapping the bogart back in the chest. You turned to the students, who were all whispering to each other, and said “Class dismissed,” with a pale face before walking back to find Neville. You felt yourself tear up, it looked so real. Almost too real. You knew you wouldn’t find peace of mind until you saw the real Neville, alive and healthy, in front of you. You didn’t bother knocking before you rushed into the Herbology room, Neville was teaching a class of second years. Neville looked as though he was abut to tell you to leave, when he saw the tears streaming down your face. His eyes widened and he turned to the class, “Everyone partner up and plant the seeds you given earlier in the pots over there,” he said pointing to a row of neatly stacked pots. He then rushed over to you, grabbed your hand, and pulled you outside. “Y/n, what’s wrong, love?” You started to explain, “We looked at bogarts and I had to put it away so I stepped in front of it and it turned into you,” he furrowed his eyebrows and looked concerned, “but then you fell and started bleeding and you-you-y,” Neville patted you back as you cried in his chest. “Don’t worry, y/n, it was just a bogart, I’m right here.” After a few minutes you’d calmed down. You and Neville broke up the hug and he wiped the last stray tear of of you cheek with his thumb, “I’ve got to get back to the last few minutes of class, but we’ll talk after ok?” You nodded and headed back to where you slept. 

You were looking through your journal again. Smiling at the pictures you had drawn of Neville during your last year. You had gotten to be a pretty decent artist. You checked the time, Neville’s class had ended about five minutes ago… You sighed and flopped back on your bed when the door to you room suddenly opened. You sat up quickly. “Oh, hey Neville.” You assumed your eyes were still red and puffy, so you covered you face. He sat down next to you and moved you hands out of the way, “Don’t cover your face, love, you’re beautiful.” You smiled and leaned into him as he kissed your forehead. “I’ve got something to show you, come on,” he said, leading you by the hand out of the room. You were lead out to the center of the Quidditch pitch. You looked at Neville confused before he got down on one knee. 

—Time Skip—

It was your second year teaching at Hogwarts, and you loved your job. You and Neville had just gotten married over the summer and you were officially Y/n Longbottom. You were sitting at the teachers table on September first, waiting for the sorting to be finished. You smiled as the last student got called over to Gryffindor, which had been your house while you were here. Professor McGonagall began the announcements before moving to announce a new teacher. You and Neville looked at each other confused, there were no knew teachers, were there? “Although none of the student’s are aware of this yet, we have a new teacher this year. The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, who is now, Professor Longbottom.” You blushed and smiled, standing up. The students clapped and you heard a few mumble, “Oh they’re so cute together!” “Imagine how confusing that’ll be.” “I can’t believe it, they got married! Awe!” You sat down and Neville put his hand on yours, you couldn’t wait for the school year to start again. 

How to Study Efficiently

1.Think “I am a genius” – Change your perception of yourself and begin to see yourself as one!

2.Do what geniuses do – be always open to new ideas!

3.Get on your feet – you remember 10% more information when you stand up (this is due to the fact that more blood goes to your brain when you stand). Maybe that’s why professors are so smart.

4.Consume lots of H2O – your brain is 70% water, and most people do not drink enough water for the brain to function optimally.

5.Remember: Coffee and pop dehydrates your brain. You should drink an 8oz cup of water for every 25lbs of body weight every day!

6.Get a study strategy/plan – The absence or the presence of a study strategy is the greatest single predictor of post-secondary achievement.

7.Set Goals! – Write down all your goals, if you don’t write them – they’re just wishes! If you are a student, on a sheet of paper write down all the subjects you are enrolled in this term and write the grade you want in each class. Post this in your room, on your wish board, stick it to your bathroom mirror, locker, or even post on

8.Pinterest – the more you see it, the better.

9.Picture it! – Close your eyes and think of what you want. It is an interesting fact that the brain is picture driven and not word driven. By turning concepts into pictures, your retention goes up 800%! Just picture that!

10.Cross Lateral Movement – This movement gets both hemispheres of your brain working at the same time. An easy way to do this is to take your right hand and touch your left knee, then have your left hand touch your right knee.

11.Repeat 15-20 times. NEVER begin studying until you do this exercise. And do it every so often while you are studying!

12.Brain Breaks! – Take 2 minutes of cross laterals & walking. Remember: NO TV or phone calls. These activities are not breaks for your brain. Formula: Brain Breaks = age + 2 to a maximum of 20 minutes (i.e. if you are 15, take a break every 17 minutes)!

13.Write it Down! – If you take notes, you increase your chances of a good score on the exam by 50% (even if you never look through the notes again)!

14.Keep your school work in a 3-ring binder – This gives you more flexibility.

15.Use the Cornell Note-taking system – Questions, Notes and Summary.

16.Stop thinking like a student and start thinking like a teacher! – Try to think of the questions you think your teacher will ask on a test.

17.Ask Questions – Questions make your brain search for an answer. “Questions are to learning what an ignition is to a car”. They:
✓ jump start your brain
✓ make you pay attention in case you are called on for an answer
✓ release chemicals in your brain which makes learning easier.

18.Always study with questions! – Questions bias your brain towards absorbing the information. (We mentioned Questions twice because they are sooo important for your study).

19.Keep your room cool – The ideal temp for studying is 17°C/67°F.

20.Turn off the TV & Radio when studying. No, really – turn it off! It’s too distracting

21.Turn on the Baroque Music – Just to remember it has to be Baroque, not just any classical music. Studies have found that you can increase your learning efficiency by 25%-400% when you listen to Baroque music while studying.

22.Get interested! – Learning can be defined as the process of remembering what you are interested in, so find a way to get interested in what you are studying!

23.Use color when taking notes – Your brain is more stimulated with the use of different colors.
Use red for important information such as what will be on a test – Your brain is drawn to the color red.

24Use a cover card when studying. – If you use the Cornell method, the cover card could be used to cover up the note section so that you can test yourself. Read the question, give your answer, then move the cover card to see if your answer was correct.

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68. 3 Words To Describe Yourself
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94. How Many Kids Do You Want?
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96. One Thing You Love About Yourself
97. One Thing You Dislike About Yourself
98. Biggest Insecurity.
99. What Does Your Last Text Message Say?
100. Any Question You Want

Kinky Questions 1: Kitchen Counter, Couch, or on top of the dryer?
2: Your last sexual encounter: Good or Bad and why:
3: A fictional person that you think would be good in bed:
4: Something that never fails to make you horny:
5: Where is one place you would never have sex:
6: The most awkward moment during a sexual experience was when ______________
7: Weirdest thing that ever made you horny:
8: What is the best way to sexually bind someone: Handcuffs, Rope, or Other [if other please explain]:
9: What is the fastest way to make you horny:
10: Top or bottom?
11: We were about to ____________ but then ______________ [example: we were about to have sex but then his mom walked in]
12: Is one orgasm enough? Are multiple orgasms necessary?
13: Something that you have hidden in your room that you don’t want anyone to find:
14: Weirdest nickname a significant other has ever called you:
15: Two things you like [or dislike] about oral sex:
16: Weirdest sexual act some has performed [or tried to perform] on/with you:
17: Have you ever tasted yourself? [If no, would you?] [If yes, what did you think?]
18: Is it ever okay to not use a condom:
19: Who was the sexiest teacher you ever had?
20: A food that you would like to use during a sexual experience:
21: How big is too big:
22: One sexual thing you would never do:
23: Biggest turn on:
24: Three spots that drive you insane:
25: Worst possible time to get horny:
26: Do you like it when your sexual partner moans:
27: Worst sexual idea you ever had:
28: How much fapping is too much fapping:
29: Best sexual complement you ever got:
30: Bald, landing strip, Jumanji:
31: Is it good sex if you don’t nut:
32: Fill in the blank: “If they ____________, we are fuckin”
33: What your favorite part of your body:
34: Favorite foreplay activities:
35: Love (>,<, or =) Sex For those of us who don’t remember our math thats “greater than, less than, or equal to]
36: What do you wear to bed?
37: When was the first time you masturbated:
38: Do you have any nude/masturbating pictures/video of yourself?
39: Have you ever/when was the last time you had sex outside?
40: Have/would you ever have sex outside?
41: Have/would you ever had a threesome?
42: What is one random object you’ve used to masturbate?
43: Have/would you ever masturbate at work/school?
44: Have/would you ever have sex on a plane?
45: What is one song you’d like to have sex to?
46: What is something nonsexual that makes you horny?
47: Most attractive celebrity?
48: Do you watch gay/lesbian porn? why/why not?
49: If a child was born on the occasion of the last time you had sex, how old would that child be right now?
50: Has anyone ever posted nude pictures of you online?
51: What is one thing that NEVER makes you horny?
52: Do you have stretch marks? (How do you feel about them? Has anyone ever had a problem with them?)
53: Do you like giving head? (why/why not)
54: How do you feel about tattoos on someone you are interested in?
55: How would you feel about taking someones virginity?
56: Is there any food you would NOT recommend using during a sexual encounter?
57: Is there anything you do on Tumblr that you would not like your significant other to see?
58: Do you own any sex toys? (what is it? (how long have you had it?)
59: Would you give your significant other unrestricted access to your Tumblr for a day?
60: Would you be offended if your significant other suggested you get plastic surgery?
61: Would you rather be a pornstar or a prostitute?
62: Do you watch porn?
63: How small is too small?
64: Have you ever been called a freak? Why?
65: Who gave you your last kiss? Did it mean anything?
66: Would you switch phones with your significant other for a day?
67: Do you feel comfortable going “commando”?
68: Would you have a problem with going down on someone if they hadn’t shaved their pubic hair?
69: If you could give yourself head, would you?
70: Booty or Boobs?
71: If you had a penis/vagina, what would you name it?
72: Have you ever been on an official date?
73: Have you ever cheated on someone? (Why?)
74: If you were a stripper, what would your name be?
75: Have you ever had sex in your parents bed? (Would you?)
76: How would you react if you found out your parents had sex in your bed?
77: What was your reaction the first time you saw a penis/vagina
78: If you had a penis/vagina for a day, what are five things you would do?

Wrong

Request: i love this account! and i was wondering if you could write some teacher/student with like. mikey at first being uncertain but then it turns into making out/smut and then fluff? c:

I twirled a pencil in between my fingers as students entered the room one by one. I glanced over at the clock, it seemed slower than usual. Normally, I would be dreading this class. English always sucked for me because i’m not the type to look for a deeper meaning in “the curtains were blue” other than, “the curtains are fucking blue”. But, a boring class can be entertaining with a good teacher. Mr. Way made this class perfect. He was far too young and god like to be a teacher. In fact, there’s a rumor that he’s a nark. Despite his teen heart throb looks, we all knew he was a teacher because of how great he was at it. Mr. Way stumbled in behind a student, almost spilling coffee on his suit. “Good afternoon everyone, how’s your day been?” He called out as he waded through the buzzing class to his desk. Everyone muttered a unenthusiastic reply, it was 7th period and everyone just wanted to go home already. “Good! Okay, let’s review the reading for last night…”


I scribbled down notes as Mr. Way lectured on and on. “He can’t be a day over 25,” I thought, biting my lip. I zoned out, my eyes trailing down his body, noticing how nicely the suit clung onto him. I looked up to find his eyes pouring into mine, looking impatient. I blinked a few times and sat up, noticing everyone was staring at me. “Wait what?” I mumbled.

“Do you know the answer?” Mr. Way said slowly, biting the inside of his cheek.

“Can you repeat the question?”

“See me after class,” he sighed, moving on to someone else. A few kids snickered behind me. I rolled my eyes and chuckled, as if spending some alone time with Mr. Way was a bad thing.


Everyone practically bolted out the door at the sound of the ear piercing bell, signalling school was over. I stayed put, leaning back as Mr. Way waved bye and shouted a reminder to do he homework pages at the fleeing kids. It got very quiet all of the sudden. I shifted in my seat as Mr. Way sat down at his desk. “Come here y/n,” He said coolly, gesturing for me to come forward. I smiled and leaned over his desk, resting my elbows on the hard wood.

“Yes, Mr. Way?”

“I’ve noticed you’ve been very…distant lately. Not taking part in class, day dreaming, turning in late class work, is everything alright? Anything you need to tell me?” he said sympathetically.

“I’m fine, just a little distracted lately,” I smiled, running my hand through my hair. He smiled and nodded in response.

“Okay, just know that if somethings going on you can tell me.”

“Actually, there is something you should know.”

“And what’s that?”

“You’re the reason I’ve been distracted.”

“Pardon?”

“I can’t focus because of you, you’re very distracting Mr. Way,” I purred, boldly leaning farther over the desk and gliding a hand down his chest.

“Y/n don’t-”

“It’s hard to focus when you give you lectures. You look so hot when you roll you sleeves up. All I can think about is how bad I want you.” He grunted under his breath. My confidence floored, knowing that he was equally turned on.

“Y/n…we can’t do this,” he looked up in panic.

“Why not? Are you married?”

“N-No.”

“How old are you?”

“24.”

“I’m 18, you’re not that much older than me.”

“I’m your teacher y/n, I could get fired!”

“No one has to know, just between you and me.” I ran my hands lower and lower, pressing my thumb down on his hard on. He groaned and tightened his grip on the edge of the desk. “Come on Mr. Way, I want you so bad.” He didn’t respond, just bit down on his lip as I pressed my whole palm on his clothed erection. I wrapped his tie around my hand, pulling his face forward. He stiffened as I kissed him, not moving or pulling away. He suddenly cracked, pushing back with more force and running his hands down my body. I moaned lightly as he pushed his tongue in my mouth, deepening the kiss. 

“Get up,” he commanded as he pulled away. I smirked and walked around the desk and stood in front of him. He unzipped his pants, tugging the jeans down to his knees. I dropped down to my knees, not wasting anytime and pumping his length. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft, swirling it around his tip. He growled and weaved his fingers through my hair, lightly pushing me down. I gladly complied, taking in as much as I could. “Oh god,” he groaned as I bobbed my head. I sped up, stroking his base. “Stop stop stop,” Mr. Way squealed suddenly, pulling me off. “I wasn’t gonna last much longer,” he chuckled, pulling me up to my feet and propping me up on the edge of his desk. He dug through his book bag before pulling out a condom out of his wallet. I suddenly felt nervous at the sight of the square packet, we were really gonna do it. He kissed me sweetly as he pulled my underwear down, positioning himself in between my legs. “Ready?”

“Yes, please.” He reattached our lips as he thrusted into me. I cried out and dug my nails into his shoulders. “Oh shit Mr. Way.”

“Call me Mikey,” he grunted as he pushed in and out.

“Ohhh Mikey, don’t stop.” His thrusts became harder and harder, seat beading down his forehead. My legs tightened around his waist as I grew closer and closer to my release. “I’m close.”

“Me too, let go baby.” I moaned his name and s string of profanities the hot pleasure raked through my body. His thrusts grew sloppy as he released, grunting and moaning my name. I rested my forehead against his, completely spent and out of breath. “You’re beautiful.”

“Thanks, so are you.” He chuckled lightly and pulled out of me. He suddenly became very bashful, shyly handing me my panties and turning around to pull up his pants. “I’ll see you tomorrow Mikey,” I said awkwardly, turning towards the door.

“Wait,” he half shouted, reaching for my hand. “Can you stay behind tomorrow? We need to discuss a few things,” he smiled nervously, scratching the back of his head. I grinned and scribbled down 7 digits on his answer key.

“Here’s my number.”

“I’ll call you later. Maybe we can have dinner sometime? My house of course.”

“Absolutely.”

I really like this #heardwhilstdisabled hashtag. I’ll weigh in. Although I ignore it about 89% of the time and pretend it isn’t a thing, my stutter is a disability and over the years, I’ve been told some horrendously rude things that would make you cringe.

I’ll post some of the ones I remember, just to give you an idea of what I go through.

“If you’d just slow down, you’d be able to talk right. I know it.”

“You don’t have to be nervous. Just calm down!”

“It sucks that you… You know. You’re so pretty!”

“Your vocabulary is so extensive. It’s a shame you can’t really use it.”
^ Said to me by a teacher in high school when I asked if I could get out of an oral presentation.

“You know, since you didn’t stop stuttering before turning 18, I doubt you ever will. How do you feel about that?”

“I think I caught your stutter just from talking to you. Thanks a lot! Hahahahahaha.”

“It’s like having my own personal beat boxer.”

“Yeah, yeah yeah? Get to the point.”

“You don’t seem to have a problem getting boys! That’s interesting.”

Those are the first that come to mind. Please, if you don’t understand a disability, don’t open your mouth about it. Please and thank you.

Sincerely,
A girl who stutters and doesn’t want your pity, helpful ‘advice’, or snide remarks.

anonymous asked:

Please don't take this as an attack on you. I'm not really comfortable with seeing those Lupin x student fics. I get why people tend to like it, because c'mon, when I was in high school, this kind of stories were on of my biggest fantasies! :D But since I graduated from High school I haven't been really turned on by this stuff. Maybe bc the reader is 18, I'm 19. and imaginig teacher being tuned on me at that age is creepy. So if you won't publish this stuff every week, everything will be okay!:D

i see but don’t worry it’s just going to be a one shot not a weekly thing