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@fxckdaryl
“Champange, cocaine, gasoline, and most things in betwee.. wait what do they mean by most things in between?”
Do you let students pass if they sleep with you? Do you feel bad about it?
"Nope.” he shrugged. “i’m not like the other professors here. I value knowledge. Yes, things maybe different outside the class but inside the room... you have to follow my orders, feed your mind, cause at the end of the day I wanted all my students to go out of the classroom with a smiles on their lips and a brain full of knowledge.”
My muse is feeling touch-starved.
Send one of the following touches for my muse’s reaction. Bonus points for a description/context of some kind to make it easier for your partner to respond!
❤ - gentle or loving touch (romantic or platonic!), such as face caressing, holding your muse, rubbing their back, petting their hair, hugging them tightly, etc
ღ - kisses of any kind (romantic or platonic) such as cheek kisses, hair kisses, mouth kisses, kiss to the hand/fingertips or eyelids, etc. feel free to specify a body part!
☕ - reassuring touch, such as holding their hand, gripping their shoulder, guiding them by the arm or by a hand on the small of their back, etc
❥ - rough, violent, or dominant touch, such as gripping the back of their neck, holding them down, shoving them into a wall, digging their nails into them, grabbing their jaw, etc
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quinlanstafford:
Quinlan was, admittedly, thankful to have the man’s help, because he knew in the back of his mind that there was no way he was functionally going to be able to get to his bed and out of his clothes in this state. And in some ways, he was trying to enjoy it, but it was a lot more enjoyable when he had someone there with him.
“What look? I don’t have a look, I just have.. you know, my general face.” Quinn motioned toward his face, patting his jaw and then straightening up a little to place Daryl’s hands on his chest to allow him to button his shirt. The bed question took a second to register with Quinlan. Had he been sober, he would have been quick with a witty response. But there, in his drunken haze, he stumbled over his words and blushed. “I don’t.. I mean… Yeah, I think so? Wait… are you thinking about me in bed?” he asked with a smile and red cheeks, tilting his head.
“Oh my god...” he let out a wheeze and looked at him as he patted his jaw. This guy wouldn’t even understand the things he was saying. This is so much fun. Daryl just hope that he would see him someday along the school grounds so that he could continue teasing him about this night - but he was just wondering too at the same time if he’s going to remember any of this.
“What I meant was what do I looked like to you?” he repeated his question once more. As he was very curious.
While he was fixing his clothes, Daryl looked at his body and well he have to admit that this guy is hot. He got the looks and the body, but he’s just... out of his mind right now, which add a bit more cuteness into his eyes. Once he was finished he fixed his collar and smirked. “You looked less of a mess now, and handsome compared to what you looked like awhile ago.”
“You think so? No one have made you naughty in bed huh?” he asked smiling once more, his eyes were looking directly at him. “What if I am?” Daryl asked in his teasing tone, which made things much more fun now that he’s blushing.
quinlanstafford:
Quinn groaned and threw his head back. “I’m not that drunk,” he huffed, but how was he really going to know how drunk was too drunk? Still, he at least tried to make himself look like less of a mess, and even ran his hands through his hair to fix the normally perfectly good quiff he had styled.
When Daryl admitted he was a professor, Quinn’s eyes widened. “…. What? But… you don’t have that professor look about you?” He waved a hand in the man’s direction. “You look.. normal, and nice. Not stuffy.”
Daryl even offered to help fix him up, which Quinn took in a heartbeat. He slid closer to him and grabbed the man’s hands to lead them to the buttons on his shirt, right over his chest. “You’re a lifesaver… I promise I’m not normally this bad.. I’m well behaved. Normally…”
“If you keep on saying that, I wouldn’t get out of my mind that you’re really drunk.” he said as he gave an emphasis on that part. This is way too funny for him to handle, but since he cannot leave this guy all alone in here, he just figured out to help him either way... Nothing will lose to the both of them... right?
“What’s with that look?” He asked, and was smiling a little bit. “And what do I looked like? I want an honest answer, young man.”
Daryl didn’t expect that he would accept his offer, even going to grab his hand and lead them towards his chest. fuck what is he trying to do? he thought for himself, as he licked his lower lips and inserted the buttons to their holes. “Are you like this in bed too?” he jokingly seriously asked.
quinlanstafford:
Quinn had never met the man in front of him, nor did he think for a second he was a teacher at the school. “Yes… I mean… I’m a little drunk, Sir. But it’s not something I usually do so..” He held a finger up to his mouth to shush the man, as if he were telling him a secret he had to keep.
The young noble then sat himself down on a bench and awkwardly tried to button up his shirt, but couldn’t seem to get his fingers to push the buttons through the holes, so he gave up.
“I’m Quinlan… or Quinn.. or.. no that’s mostly it,” he laughed and patted the spot next to him for the man to sit down. “I’ll be fine okay? I’m totally all right!”
Does he really have to deal with this kid right now? he thought for himself. Well fuck it. He’s drunk too right now, but he’s thankful he doesn’t look worst just like this guy in front of him.
“You don’t need to admit it... it’s really clear now that you’re drunk.” Daryl said, trying his best not to laugh in front of him. He does looked good... but boy, he’s just messed as hell right now.
“Daryl. I’m a professor here...” he said as he looked at the male and sat beside him. “no you’re not fine at all.” Daryl said in a stern voice, “do you want me to help you out with your clothes? at least... that would help to make you look a bit better.”
quinlanstafford:
Quinlan’s night had been a bit of an unexpected one. It was a strange set of circumstances that had led him to sticking around at a party, to being coaxed by a new girl he’d met to start drinking–something he swore he did not do–and to really let loose. He was, admittedly, a lightweight when it came to liquor, and having downed several shots left him more drunk than he’d ever meant to be.
that led him to wandering aimlessly through the school grounds, enjoying the warm weather and grinning to himself.
That was how Daryl had caught the graduate student. Quinn’s suit was disheveled, his grey suit jacket wrinkled and his white dress shirt unbuttoned about halfway down to expose his chest. He spun around at the sound of the man’s voice and fixated his glassy eyes on him. “Oh! … Hey! I’m uh… I’m going,” the british man said, waving a hand in a general direction, then swaying. “I’ll.. be right there, yeah?”
Clearly, he was a bit too drunk to make his way to his room easily.
Is this guy drunk? Daryl squinted his eyes and walked over towards the student. He looks... old to be a college student and certainly not one of his colleagues and clearly not from his department, hence, Daryl think that this guy is already in the graduates class.
“Right here??? No, Mister. You’re not going to stay here. and I wouldn’t let you stay here because if anyone founds out that you’re here you’ll be in hell.” he said to him, wondering if any of the things he’s saying would go into his mind.
“Answer me.. are you drunk right now?” he looked closer to the younger male. God... kids these days.
@quinlanstafford
Same old habits never die, even if he’s already in his golden years... not really but more of being a little bit too old compared to the other students here - Daryl still never fails to drink the whole night and coming back to their rooms in a well state manner.
As he was about to head back to the dorm, he saw a student still walking at the school grounds at this hour.
“They were not supposed to be in here at this hour...” he said while looking at his watch to see if it’s really past the allowed hours for the student to stay.
“Hey you!” he said pointing towards the guy. “what are you doing here?? Head back to your home or room now.”
margotleroux:
Margot squinted at the professor, somewhat impressed. She couldn’t help but laugh a little. “I didn’t confirm or deny I have alcohol, I just asked why I would tell you if I did. To be fair, you asked if I had beer, which I do not.” She retorted. “Sure, maybe I will trust you. But what do I get out of sharing what I have?” Margot didn’t expect to actually bargain anything, but why not try?
“Well that still confirms that you have something because you then continued on being defensive.” he chuckled at her. He sometimes don’t understand the younger generation now.
“Well you know that bringing that isn’t allowed here, so if you get caught by someone I could bail you out... would that do? or... tell me what’s on your mind?”
fuyu-no-kodomo:
“Limited? I didn’t know your offers have expiration dates.” Lex joked back. “Just a general thing. For when I get out of this school.”
“Yeah I do have a limited offer going on right now, cause my available slots are already full and I’m making a spot for you.” he said to her with a teasing smile on his lips. “Like for art or something?”
margotleroux:
Margot was startled when someone, this professor, started yelling at her. Especially since she did have alcohol on her. She had poured a whole bottle of wine into a different bottle. But how did he know that? “Aren’t you a professor? Why would I tell you if I did?”
“Yeah so what? We’re out of the class right now, are we miss? all of us here are just humans.” he chuckled at her.
“You just confirmed to me that what you have right now is an alcoholic beverage. I mean... if you were so innocent you wouldn’t ask that kind of question. I think you should learn from that, cause that’s how almost all of the liars get caught. But don’t worry I won’t spill you out... can you trust me?”
fuyu-no-kodomo:
“I think you have enough fans for your club. But I wouldn’t mind being a TA. Added credits to my portfolio and all that.”
“Are you sure you wanted to turn this one down? Because trust me... this is a limited time offer.” he chuckled a little bit. “portfolio for...?”
“God... I’m already freezing here to death.” he mumbled. “Hey! You!” he said pointing towards the person near him. “By any chance do you have some beer there? I know I know it’s not... allowed here... but you could be one of those persons.”
fuyu-no-kodomo:
“I’m kind of amazed you don’t have any TA yet. Don’t you have a hoard of fan boys and girls around?”
“Well what me and my fans does doesn’t involve school works. If you know what I meant.” he gave the student a wink. “You sound like you’re interested... do you want to be part of my fans club or my TA club?”
@lcne-texas-ranger
"I dunno what's wrong with me!?! I just feel like I wanna cry and laugh and randomly hug people!?! I'M SORRY!"
“Boy...” he said as he shake his head. “You are really crazy aren’t you? Like you’re the one who always tells me that I am crazy. But with what you have just said... you are the one who is crazy as fuck!”
xheartbeats:
“Okay, fair enough.” She said, reaching for the papers and placing them on another desk.” Then she paused, “Where’s the answer keys? I don’t exactly know what subject you teach – I might not know the answer from the get go.” She smiled sheepishly.
“That one you’re going to check is for the Integral Calculus for the Highschool.” he said as he placed the answer keys in front of her and looked at her. “Do you think I don’t use Answer Keys? next one you’re going to check is the ones for college. It would consist of four class.”
margotleroux:
“And the school won’t give you one or something?”
“Sadly no, i badly needed one nowadays or else I’ll go really really insane.”