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[shitilikemyteacher]

I've graduated now

A few months after graduation I went back to school to get something i forgot there

That same day I cried, knowing I would never see him again

[shitilikemyteacher]

holy shit, he had messy hair today and looked so fucking cute.

[shitilikemyteacher]

is it pathetic how i hug my pillow, wishing it was you?

[shitilikemyteacher]

tc imagine writing request #1

this is part 2, part 1 here:

tc imagine writing request #1

Part 1 [this is just for entertaining purposes, I don't support any inappropriate actions between teachers and students] [Trigger Warning: s

[this is just for entertaining purposes, I don't support any inappropriate actions between teachers and students]

He almost left you no choice but to lose yourself staring into his beautiful eyes. "You seem really upset. Did something happen at home or with the other classmates?" The genuine concern still hadn't disappeared from his voice. "I-It's nothing really, just.. Jessica said something pretty upsetting but it's fine.." You finally said, not wanting to cause him any trouble so you played it down. Something that could be recognised as anger suddenly showed on his face. "What did she say? If I may ask." You considered if you should tell him or not but then decided to just do it, since you didn't feel like you had anything to lose. "She.. asked me if I'm a boy or a girl and when I said that I'm a boy she answered that I don't look like one. I told her, I'm trans and she stopped talking to me and seemed pretty grossed out." You sighed with a sad relief after you told him everything. He didn't seem as relieved, he seemed angry. "That's so incredibly disrespectful. I'd like to just- give her only bad grades because of this." You chuckled lightly. Sometimes he behaved like a child, but now he also smiled, happy he could make you laugh a little bit. "No but seriously, that's not okay from her. You are a beautiful boy. And there's nothing wrong with being trans. She's just wrong for apparently being against it." You hadn't even noticed that he had moved his hand away from your face, but when he put his hands on your hand, you noticed it with an explosion in your stomach. "Thank you Mr. (Tc/N).. I really appreciate that." You appreciated everything about him. How caring and understanding he was. How he accepted you as you are and how his hands just gently stroked yours. The calloused fingertips of his felt so good against your own skin and you sighed quietly. "I meant what I said before.." he mentioned, "You really are beautiful. So beautiful and strong.." One of his hands moved to your jaw again and you slightly leaned into his touch. At this point you didn't even care what or why this was happening anymore, because the most important thing was how good his simple touches made you feel. His face was now pretty near to yours and he looked into your eyes deeply. His gaze wandered to your lips but quickly back to your eyes again. Unknowingly, you bit your bottom lip and your body heat seemed to rise a few degrees. The tension between you was barely tolerable and finally, he decided to kiss you. It was just a short touch of lips, but even this little amount of time made you feel things you had never felt before. "S-sorry.." He stuttered apologizingly and backed off a few inches. "I didn't mean to-" "Do it again. Please." You interrupted him before he could finish his sentence. He looked at you, surprised, but excited and without hesitation, he kissed you again, with more passion and time.

[shitilikemyteacher]

tc imagine writing request #1

part 1

[this is just for entertaining purposes, I don't support any inappropriate actions between teachers and students]

[Trigger Warning: some slight transphobia in the beginning]

"Good morning (Y/N)!" your teacher greeted with a soft smile on his face. You weren't exactly in a mood for his happiness today, but nevertheless, his smile always managed to lighten up your mood a little, which made you crack a barely noticeable smile. You weren't really that close with your teacher crush but close enough for him to notice and greet you almost every morning. After a while of just staring at him, you realized that you hadn't answered yet and mumbled something along the lines of "Good morning." He gave you another quick smile and entered the classroom, you walked in after him and sat on your usual spot. It was in the front row, which you had obviously chosen to be closer to him during class. But since no one else wanted to sit in the front of the classroom, two tables next to you were free. Not that you really minded, you actually enjoyed being alone and kind of having that private space in your favourite teacher's class. Until now at least, that was. A student you had never seen in school came through the door and walked straight to your teacher. She briefly talked to him, then he started talking in a loud voice to get the students' attention. "This is your new classmate, Jessica, she just moved here." The class noticed her for a short moment but didn't really care too much and returned to talking to each other. The tables next to you were the only free ones and you were the only person who wasn't talking to someone else, so she determinedly walked over to you and greeted you. "Hey, I'm Jessica. What's your name?" Her voice sounded friendly but you were suspicious because people didn't usually bother talking to you. "My name's (Y/N)." You answered quickly and didn't expect her to comtinue the conversation. But she asked that question you hoped no one would ask, because it always was a lot to explain. "Are you a boy or a girl?" "I am a boy." You answered, hoping she wouldn't question it. "But.. you don't.. look like a boy.. and your voice isn't really deep." Her statement hit you like a stone in the face and you began to feel anxious. Helplessly, you looked around the room to wordlessly ask your tc for help, but he was busy writing something on the board. I'm.. trans." You explained, to what she just replied "Oh.. okay.." She looked at you with a confused and slightly pejoratively glance and moved her chair a little further away from you. She couldn't have been any more obvious. Well, you thought, at least she won't bother me by talking to me in class. For the rest of the class, you were in a really bad mood, you couldn't stop thinking about what Jessica had said earlier and your body disphoria began to creep itself in your mind. When the lesson was over, you just kept sitting there, hoping school would just be stopped by some miracle so you didn't have to move on to the next class. "(Y/N), is everything okay?" Everyone had already left the classroom, so your teacher had of course noticed you were the only one still sitting there. You didn't answer, you didn't even look up from your desk. You were so deep in your thoughts, you didn't really register that he was talking to you. "(Y/N)?" He repeated himself, now his voice was much closer and softer. Hearing your name in that voice of his made something in your stomach flutter. You didn't want to face him right now because he wasn't supposed to see the hurt in your face so you still didn't return his gaze and just answered with a quiet "Yes?". "I asked if you're okay." he repeated and took a chair so he could sit at the opposite end of your desk. "Fine, I guess." You said, almost whispered, trying to hide that you weren't actually fine. "Come on, I can see that something is wrong." His voice sounded genuinely concerned and for a moment, you had the urge to just confess everything that was going on in your life and making you sad to him, but you held yourself back. "I care about you (Y/N)." Suddenly, you felt his firm hands on your jaw, raising up your chin so you had to look at him.

[dainty-darling]

‘why don’t you just like boys your own age?!’

oh yes, boys my own age and their failed little mustaches and no regard for hygiene and their sexist comments and obsessions with video games and their IQ that is equivalent to that of a toad wow I need me some of that  

[shitilikemyteacher]

this is a mood tbh

[shitilikemyteacher]

I'm already scared of summer break

[room-onetwelve]

her room

Based on @gogreaterthangatsby ’s fantasy/experience

Literally my tc works with my mama and one night he was doing some strategy thing at my house (I was at a friends house and didn’t know he was there until he left :( ) and it got late an he SPENT THE NIGHT IN MY BED OMG. Drove myself crazy wondering/fantasizing what he was thinking/did.

Send me your fantasies and I may turn them into something like this! If you would like me to use different pronouns than my usual style of he/she then please let me know!

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He paced around her room admiring the teenage clutter. Photographs pasted on the walls. Clothes stacked in the corner. Trinkets lined up on every shelf and every table top. He stopped in front of the photos. Looking at each one, his heart fluttered to see her in such joy just being with friends or exploring the city. He admired her beauty in the candids. The way she carried herself was unlike any other girl he had met.

She was special to him compared to the rest of his students. Working with her mother caused a tighter bond between them than most teacher-student relationships. A late night brainstorming session with her mother caused him to spend the night. She was gone for the night allowing him to sleep in her room. At first, he was quite apprehensive about it. Would he be crossing any type of boundaries? Would she be creeped out to find out a middle aged man spent the night in her bed? But he’d rather sleep in a teenage girl’s bed than fall asleep at the wheel.

He made sure not to snoop. He wasn’t looking for any diary or any secrets hidden in her room. All he did was take in every little thing that made her who she was. Bookcases were filled to brim with books, CDs, magazines, and even vinyls. He mentally applauded her for her taste in music. He noticed the collection of eccentric books and made note to ask her about it later.

He wondered how she spent her time in here. He imagined her playing her music a little too loud and dancing along. She probably laid across her bed thinking about boys, weekend plans, and life after high school. Maybe she thought about him. Maybe she thought about bringing him up here and showing him how she really felt about him. He shook the thought out of his head silently cursing himself for the inappropriate notion.

Never in a million years would she dream about such a situation with a man like me, he thought.

He blew out the outdated Christmas scented candle he would be sure to tease her about later and decided to call it a day. Undressing himself to his boxers, he crawled underneath the covers. He tossed until he became comfortable. Feeling a lacy fabric at his feet, he reached down to pull it away. When his hand pulled out from the covers, he was met with a pair of her pink panties. Although he was alone, all the heat rose to his face and he threw the garment in the corner with the rest of her clothing. He definitely would be keeping that little incident to himself.

He made himself comfortable again and took in a deep breath. He was suddenly enveloped with the aroma of bananas. He dug his nose into her pillow and took another whiff. Bananas. He smiled to himself and nestled in closer to the fabric. He imagined what it would be like to have her beside him. Running his hand up and down her side. The way her soft, silky skin would feel like summer honey underneath his calloused fingertips. He so desperately wanted to feel the comfort of her body heat. He wanted to know what it would be like to be so close to her that the tips of their noses touched. He’d take his hand and cup her face gently stroking her rosy cheek with his thumb. He dreamed about kissing her lips and what she would taste like. He fell asleep dreaming of a universe in which he would wake up to find his limbs tangled up with hers under the sheets.

[shitilikemyteacher]

this is soo fucking good, I love to see the teacher's perspective

[summer-starlette]

Is it just me, or is intelligence the most attractive thing in a person?

[shitilikemyteacher]

"Feels like there's oceans between you and me" ~Seafret, Tell me it's real, Oceans

[shitilikemyteacher]

tc imagine #2

[this is just for entertaining purposes, I don't support any inappropriate actions between teachers and students]

[also this is pretty cheesy but we all need some imaginary love from time to time right lmao]

"(Y/N), are you okay?" he asked in a concerned voice. You looked up, surprised, you hadn't even noticed that everyone else had left the classroom and you were the only one left, because you had been too busy with your thoughts. The kind of thoughts you didn't want to think of, but still did due to a lack of control in your brain. "You were really quiet today." he pointed out and looked at you with what seemed like genuine concern. "I'm fine.." you just answered quietly. In fact, you weren't, but he didn't have to know that. You didn't want to burden him with your problems. "Come on, you're never that quiet in my class.." He didn't believe you. Great. "I'm.. just tired.." "Really?" Suddenly, he was directly in front of your desk and looked you straight in the eyes. Intimidated, you lowered your gaze, when he gently placed his hand on your jaw and made you look up into his eyes again. With his gaze he apparently tried to find the answer to his question into your eyes, since he didn't look away for a second and you could swear, he didn't even blink. "(Y/N).. You're so special.. I don't want you to ever feel bad." Funny, you thought, since he was the one who did exactly that. Involuntarily of course, it wasn't his fault that you fell in love with your teacher, but still. You bit your lip without even noticing, which made his eyes wander to your lips. After a few seconds he quickly looked up into your eyes again. His thumb lightly stroked your skin. It made your body shutter and you cursed it for the automatic reaction it had to his touch. This seemed like a situation in which you both should now start laughing and joking to relieve the tension in the air, but neither of you did, and the tension just grew bigger. "Can I kiss you?" he suddenly whispered, quietly, so quietly he could deny he ever said it, but you had heard it clearly. Your throat was too dry and your brain too occupied with his closeness to answer, so you just nodded. You heart was racing at an unhealthy speed. He swallowed. "Fuck.. we shouldn't do that.." Was he doing that on purpose? Playing with you? Disappointment started to show on your face. Was he going to kiss you or not? You hoped he'd just do it, because you would never get the courage to make the first move. "Do you really want this?" he asked, looking deeply into your eyes, searching for any sign of discomfort. You coughed, before you could answer. "Y-yes. I do." A barely noticeable smile appeared on his face when he slowly approached your face and lied his other hand your jaw too, so he was holding your face in both of his hands. You nervously closed your eyes and before you could even think of anything else, his lips lightly brushed yours. At first, it was just a gentle, shy touch, but then he started to move his lips and you automatically kissed him back. A fiery sensation started to rise up in your body and you got goosebumps on your whole skin. His hands on your face made you feel secure and protected, the gentle way he kissed you made you feel like he truly cared for you, which was the best sensation you could ever imagine. After a way too short time, he removed his lips from yours and looked at you to make sure you still wanted this and didn't regret it. Blushing, you looked back at him and didn't know what to say. The kiss had overwhelmed your mind completely. "I really liked that." he said, smiling widely. "Me too." you replied, also cracking a smile. "We should do it again." "Definitely."

[shitilikemyteacher]

I actually discovered the tcc through this video.. that probably wasn't the purpose of the video but I'm glad I have found a place to openly crush on my teacher xD

but again, not acting on it of course, I think everyone should be allowed to talk about it and imagine the 'what ifs' but you shouldn't put your teacher's job or even freedom in danger, so yeah

[inadreamgirl]

Winter break just started and I’m upset that I won’t see him for d a y s

[shitilikemyteacher]

tc imagine #1

[this is just for entertaining purposes, I don't support any inappropriate actions between teachers and students]

"(Y/N), would you mind staying after class?" he asked, slightly smiling at you. Distracted by just staring at his face, you mumbled something to assure him that you had heard him. During the class, you kept wondering what he wanted to see you for and started worrying if you had done something to upset him. Trying your hardest to focus on the lesson, you made it through the rest of it and stayed in the classroom when everyone else left. He walked up to your desk and took a chair to sit next to you. "What's the matter?" you asked, your voice quiet as it always was when you spoke to him. Confidence just didn't seem to want to be your guest, when he was near. Your teacher noticed the worried look on your face and chuckled lightly. "Nothing to worry about, (Y/N). I just wanted to congratulate you for reaching the highest score of the class in the test." His eyes seemed to light up when he spoke to you, but that might as well just be your imagination being delusional and wishing for something that wasn't there. "Oh, uhm.. thank you.." you replied, not sure what else to say. "I think you really have a special talent. You are one of the best students in this class and I want you to know that I support you. Always." A gentle smile appeared on his face, which nearly made you melt. You immediately started blushing and stuttered something along the lines of 'thank you'. He noticed how quiet you spoke and how you didn't look in his eyes while talking to him. "Is there anything bothering you?" he asked in a concerned voice, while lying his hand on your upper arm. The part of your arm he was touching, suddenly felt like there was a gentle fire spreading through your skin, which was painful but in a good way. You flinched so slightly that it was barely noticeable but he nonetheless realized that his touch caused this reaction and put his hand away. "Sorry, I didn't mean to touch you. I just want to know if I can do anything for you." A smile appeared on your face because of how considerate he was but of course you couldn't say what was really bothering you. The way too massive impact he had on your feelings. "Nothing is bothering me, Mister (T/N). I guess I was just.. surprised I had the best grade of the class." You couldn't think of a better excuse for your blushing and flinching so you just went with the first thing that came to your mind. He smirked, obviously not believing you. "Okay fine. But be sure to let me know if there is anything you need help with." While saying this, he gently grabbed your hand with his and lightly squeezed it. He exactly knew the impact it had on you but apparently he decided to tease you. You absentmindedly stared into his eyes, trying to think of any words to say but somewhen, your mind just decided to give up on words and to go on with staring into his beautifully colored eyes, since that was a way more satisfying thing to do. He didn't say anything either and held your hand while looking into your eyes. For a moment, you thought he was actually coming closer to your face, when suddenly, he let go of your hand and turned away with a little smirk. Confused, you realized that you were still sitting at school in an empty classroom, while your teacher had now left and you just tried to wrap your mind around what just happened.

[shitilikemyteacher]

I'm new to the teacher crush community

In fact, I'm also new to tumblr, this is my first post ever. I recently found the the tcc hashtag and I now can confess that I have a crush on my maths teacher (just to clarify, I'm 16 and I'm never going to act on these feelings).

I'm going to post some tcc imagines, probably not many stories about what happened at school because I'm too paranoid someone could find it lmaooo

If you are an active member of the tcc, you can reblog this if you want, so I can follow some tcc accounts uwu