[analiawilliams]

Why me? -MCxHunt

“Why me?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why did you pick me when there are so many better candidates?”

“Because you make me happy and make me feel something no one has ever made me feel before.”

“Thomas I don’t believe this”

“MC do you honestly think that I would be here on my knee asking you to be my wife if I weren't 100% sure about my feelings for you and my wanting for you to become my wife?”

“No..”

“Well than.. MC will you give me the privilege of becoming your husband?”

“...I will give you that privilege”

[analiawilliams]

I tried…

[analiawilliams]

Mc: Will we grow old together? Will you still love me then?

Thomas: We'll grow old to see our kids graduate and begin their lives. I will love you more than ever, everyday that passes my love for you doubles.

[nickelbackthatassup]

don’t trust college kids. I threw a party w plenty of food/drinks shit even weed and I wake up and you know what’s missing? my pineapple. who went to the back of my fridge and said imma take all this pineapple. damn son. take the free alcohol not my pineapple man…

[analiawilliams]

Thomas: Mark

Mark: Yes dad?

Thomas: Did you do all your homework?

Mark: Yes dad

Thomas: Did you double check

Mark: Yes dad

...

MC: Oh Tommy give our son a break it's Saturday

Thomas: Doesn't matter.. homework still needs to be completed

MC: ...Okay sweetheart... just remember he's only 10

Thomas: I know you keep reminding me

[analiawilliams]

MC: Tell me this. Why can't you just admit that for once the all mighty Thomas Hunt doesn't know what to do.

Hunt: Because the all mighty Thomas Hunt always knows what to do.

MC: Okay, well then why are you looking at our baby's pamper like it's from Pluto.

Hunt: Well... you see tha-

MC: *laughs* Move over Tommy and let me teach you how to change a baby's diaper.

[analiawilliams]

At First Glance

Title: At first glance

Author: EJC

Characters: MCXHunt

Rating: PG

Summary: Thomas Hunt’s POV of when he first met MC

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* Damn. I’m just dreaming, it’s not September 4th, which means that I don’t have to return to see those imbeciles. With that statement Thomas rolled over and went back to sleep. As soon as he managed to close his eyes he heard a noise more foul than his students voices. *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* This time he had no choice but to get up and get ready for another torture filled year. Thomas sat up in his king sized bed trying to fully awaken himself. After many yawns and eye rubbings he jumped off his bed and made way toward his bathroom. Once in his modernly sleek bathroom he brushed his teeth and washed his face. After drying his dripping face Thomas turned around and made way toward the kitchen where he began to make his breakfast which consisted of an omelette and coffee. As he took a sip of his coffee his phone vibrated alerting him of an incoming call, to which he frowned yet answered. “Hello, Thomas?” “Yes, who is this?” “It’s me you goon, your sister!” “Oh, hello Marie-Rose” “Jesus, Tommy wake up and smell the coffee!” “..So why exactly did you ring me for? And don’t say just to say hi because that’s a big bowl of crap.” “I was phoning in to check up on my brother before his first day of school *giggles*” “…” “Okay, okay, the reason I phoned you was because I wanted you to go to see Priya and congratulate her on my behalf.” “Why would I do that for?” “For her birthday of course!” “That’s today?” “Nooo, Thomas it’s next month!” “Hmph, I have to go” “Thomas!” With that he hangs up and prepares himself for school. While In his massive closet Thomas can’t help but look at himself in the mirror. This is the only time when he’s able to see himself the way others see him. Tall, slim, ripped but nothing else. He may have an outstanding body yet he had nothing more. Not bearing to continue looking at himself Thomas quickly changed into his suit, brushed his hair and collected his belongings. Once out of his apartment and down in his car Thomas realized that he didn’t finish his coffee due to his annoying little sister. With that Thomas made way toward a café where he would order a large coffee to keep him awake throughout the day. Now with his coffee in one hand and his briefcase in the other he entered his office at Hollywood U. He adored teaching yet he despised the student’s themselves. They were all whiny little brats who thought their future life would be served on a silver platter. Once inside his escape (aka his office) Thomas began to prepare himself for another one of his speeches that would end class with one person crying due to description of how much pressure would be issued. This is what Thomas absolutely hated about any person, their need to cry just because they felt a little pressured or bothered. He would usually end up snapping at the student, causing them to cry more. Well, that doesn’t matter. All he needs to do is reread his script and let them know that he will not be an easy teacher and that way they’ll prepare themselves for the worst. At exactly 9 am Thomas walks out his office into the lecture hall clearing his throat, effectively getting their attention without effort. With their attention Thomas begins “Now… As you may know I’m Professor Hunt …” when he is interrupted by a late student. This is what he needed a slacker! “You do know that class begun 5 minutes ago therefore making you late!” The student came into his focus allowing him to notice her silky long chestnut hair, radiant blue eyes and her petite body. When addressed she made no intention on at least apologizing which caused Thomas to become surprised yet furious. “Seeing that you don’t care about coming to class on time why are you even here? Leave! Now!” With that the girl just continued staring him down emulating his actions, and after a minute she began to move but it wasn’t toward the door but to a nearby empty seat. To which she sat down and said “No”. With that Thomas was completely at loss. No student has ever said “No” to him. In that moment of extreme shock Thomas recovered and said “Good for standing up for yourself but If you ever are late again I will personally throw you out.” With that he turned back to his speech and continued the day unaware of what this student would be capable of.

Thank you to all those who helped me revise this! It really meant a lot to me! katarinlia athenasdragon

Anyway I wasn’t sure about this fic but you guy’s response to the sneak peak was fantastic! So I hope you like it :)

[untitled79480]

Nice! Are you going to continue the story?

[analiawilliams]

Can you write a mini version from 50 shades of grey when Christian is drunk ans wakes Ana up but instead of Christian and Ana use the MC and Hunt pleeassee!!!!!

Title: A little bit too drunk Author: E.J.CCharacters: MCxHuntWarnings: NoneSummary: As requested by an anon “Can you write a mini version from 50 shades of grey when Christian is drunk ans wakes Ana up but instead of Christian and Ana use the MC and Hunt?”Note: I haven’t read 50 shades of grey so I asked my friend to send me snap shots of drunk Christian. I’m sorry if this isn’t what you wanted but as said before I haven’t read nor seen 50 shades of Grey.

~~~Something wakes me up and as an instinct I reach over to Thomas….but to my surprise I find no one there.

“Thomas… is that you?”

No response but rather I hear an object scrape across the floor.

“Shit!” Says a muffled voice

It seems as if Thomas were in the living room.I could be wondering what Thomas is doing and why he’s doing it yet all I’m questioning is when exactly did he leave to do it.As I’m pondering this.. I hear the object scrape the floor once again but this time accompanied by a “swoosh”.

“Fuck!”

In a swift movement I get up and run towards the sound. As soon as I enter the living room I see Thomas staggering aimlessly through our home. This isnt like him. Thomas has never acted like this before. As soon as his alien like actions register in my still asleep head 2 wires connect.

Wait… shit… is Thomas drunk!?

As this thought settles in my still asleep mind he appears to notice my presence at the walk way and says “Mrs. Hunt”

Crap..Thomas appears to have had one too many scotch glasses.

[analiawilliams]

I'm going through my account and reblogging old posts

[analiawilliams]

Why me? -MCxHunt

“Why me?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why did you pick me when there are so many better candidates?”

“Because you make me happy and make me feel something no one has ever made me feel before.”

“Thomas I don’t believe this”

“MC do you honestly think that I would be here on my knee asking you to be my wife if I weren't 100% sure about my feelings for you and my wanting for you to become my wife?”

“No..”

“Well than.. MC will you give me the privilege of becoming your husband?”

“...I will give you that privilege”

[analiawilliams]

Please don't judge who I like

If age doesn't matter to me then why should it bother you?

Why are you giving me your unwanted opinion.

We're all human beings we ALL have feelings.

Just because he may be a teacher doesn't mean he's a cyborg.

Please respect what I like because I respect your likings.

[notnowstop]

I saw my tc talking to a girl once that was one year younger than me but I was like “nahh I shouldn’t be jealous she is too young” and thEN I THOUGHT THAT IF I THINK A GIRL ONE YEAR YOUNGER THAN ME IS TOO YOUNG THEN WHAT THE FUCK DOES HE THINK OF ME THAT I’M 17 YEARS YOUNGER THAN HIM FUCK

[tclove-blog1]

TC problems

You tell everyone you hate your TC and how much they annoy you.

But you actually fucking love them

No matter how hard you try to think about something else, you just can’t.

You tell everyone how it’s not right to like a teacher but you only say it so you and Your feelings shown toward your TC won’t be obvious and suspicious.

The only person you just is your TC…. You could’ve met them in only a day…. But it’s just that feeling between you too. It just clicks 😞

[tennydr10confidential]

I discovered that my whole entire world opened up when he came into it. 

[analiawilliams]

Me: what's that word what's that word i can't think of it

Brain: *supplies exact word in different language*

Me: Very Helpful

[anthonyamorim]

when ur car has a panic button

[mrcurlyfry]

@foryourpossibleheart

[pres-jpg]

me on my way to steal your man

[restitute-deactivated20141023]

what the fuck was this show

[boredpanda]

[flashlights-n-traintimes]

National Geographic photographers are metal as fuck

[hypnotic-flow]

actually thought about doing this for a profession..