#strict professor

[imaginesbymk]

i was worried he’d feel off about the idea but i woke up to this message and dang! it’s happening y’all!!! my AU Saquverse x Scream fanfic debut!!!!

(side note i’m not abandoning MARSTON. i am struggling with it to this day, but i refuse to give up)

[des2dream]

Here's my Take....

Guys! The craziest thing happened on campus today! I was late to class & was about to speak to my professor, but the classroom door was locked & I SWEAR I heard kissing noises! My professor's getting BUSY!!!

(Thanks, c-t-r-l14!)

[peppymintdreams]

Midnight Conversations

Andrew Marston x Darling

The rain tapped softly against the window of Andrew’s dimly lit apartment. The room was a cozy mess—a half-finished book on the coffee table, a mug of forgotten tea growing cold beside it, and Darling curled up on the couch with a blanket draped over their legs.

Andrew sat in the armchair across from them, his glasses perched on his nose as he pretended to read. But his eyes kept drifting to Darling, who was absentmindedly flipping through channels, never staying on one long enough for him to catch what was playing.

“You know,” Andrew began, his voice breaking the quiet, “you could just pick something. The world won’t end if you settle on a channel.”

Darling smirked, not looking away from the screen. “I’m browsing. It’s an art form.”

He snorted, setting his book aside. “An art form in patience, maybe. I think you’ve passed over the same cooking show three times now.”

“Maybe I’m testing you. Seeing if you’ll break first.”

Andrew leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his glasses slipping slightly down his nose. “Oh, I’m broken, Darling. Watching you cycle through options is agony.”

They finally turned to him, mock-offended. “Well, excuse me for trying to find something we’ll both enjoy.”

“Let’s be honest,” he said, his tone teasing, “you’re just going to fall asleep halfway through, and I’ll be stuck finishing whatever monstrosity you pick.”

Darling stuck out their tongue, then tossed the remote in his direction. “Fine. Your turn, genius.”

Andrew caught the remote effortlessly, leaning back into his chair with an air of triumph. He flipped through a few channels, stopping on an old black-and-white movie. “There. Something with class.”

“Boring,” they quipped, but they didn’t change the channel. Instead, they adjusted the blanket around them and sank deeper into the couch.

Minutes passed in comfortable silence, the movie’s soft dialogue filling the space. Darling glanced at Andrew, who seemed genuinely engrossed, though his fingers absently tapped the armrest in thought.

“What’s going on in that head of yours?” they asked softly.

He turned to them, his expression unreadable for a moment. Then, with a small, lopsided smile, he said, “I’m thinking about how nice this is.”

Darling tilted their head. “What, the movie?”

“No,” he murmured, his voice warm. “You. This. Just... having you here.”

Their chest tightened at the sincerity in his voice. He wasn’t one for grand declarations, but moments like this reminded them of just how deeply he felt.

“Good,” they replied, trying to keep their own voice steady. “Because I’m not going anywhere.”

Andrew’s smile widened, and for a moment, they just looked at each other, the movie forgotten. The rain continued to patter against the window, a quiet witness to their midnight conversation.

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[stellarislune]

Andrew x Darling ; Rewind AU pt 1

your 'drunken' last ditch effort confession towards the literature professor was unsuccessful. about two years into the future, you end up as andrew's assistant. (featuring our beloved luca ⭐✨)

LISTENER's POV

Large crowds of students, the road buzzing with cars going around and about in and out of the parking lot, and the looming view of the university's main building, looks absolutely nostalgic from where you stand.

It has been two long years since you have last stepped inside the academy's grounds. The familiar warmth of the memories you have had bubbled within your chest. Your gaze can't help but linger at the view. It is still beautiful and majestic, like it has always been.

Two years. It has been two years since you have graduated with a bachelor's degree, and a bittersweet regret.

You clutch your folder containing your approved resumé and application forms before heading in.

Throughout the past twenty three months, you have had a hard time finding a job that suits your taste — and one that is nearer to your current apartment. Your parents have always been kind enough to fund your education, and that kindness has extended even after you have finished college. Still, you are ashamed to not have found a suitable job until now. And the said job is at your own alma mater that is!

Finally, Finally. You were able to get a slot as a teacher assistant to one of the departments in the academy. They posted a job advertisement on one of their main pages during the holidays, and you managed to get your entry in there during the last few days of the application process.

It was nerve-wracking to wait for an email from them since you were not confident that you can bag a job; but, here you are now. Ready to have the chance to showcase your skills after all those horrid months of unproductivity!

You do need to check which specific department you’re assigned to so you came in earlier than you should have. They did not specify which spots on each college department were open, so you’re hoping that you get lucky enough to be under someone who will be patient in showing you the ropes.

Your face warms up and your heart beats faster with each stride towards the main office. The door is still the same old mahogany wood with a glass window at the upper half. From outside, you can see the people hurrying to and fro. Your hands went cold as you contemplated whether to go in or not. It’s not like you’ll be reprimanded or something, right? Haha.

After what seemed like forever, you opened the door and was greeted by a swarm of cubicles past the lounge. There’s people answering telephones, holding papers, and typing down on their computers. It's a whole different thing now that you're no longer a student.

There you were, fidgeting, not knowing what to do or where to go next, when a familiar black-haired man passed right down the aisle with a phone attached to their ear.

You gasp silently.

While he looks a lot more mature in his stature and pose, you can never forget his adorably sweet voice that greets you whenever you get the chance to talk. There you go, turning your head to confirm your thought, and you knew it. It’s really him.

Luca.

The person whom you have gotten close with ever since you started passing all your requirements in your literature class in person in his assigned professor's office. He's one of the remarkable—skittish but cute—hardworking teacher assistants that you have had the pleasure of knowing. You overhear the conversation being something about reprinting old test papers before Luca turns the phone off and puts it in his pocket.

You were about to call him with a wave of your hand as a greeting, but it looks like he noticed you already. His face blooms into a warm, excited smile as he sees you.

"Oh my gosh, Listener! You're here!!!" Luca immediately clings to you, wrapping you in his arms and just lifting you off the ground by a few centimeters in a swift bear hug. His warmth creeped into your own. "I haven't seen you in so long. I couldn't believe it!"

You laugh softly, hugging him real tight in return. "I missed you too, Luca! By a huge amount!" You huff as you let go of his arms first. "How are you? You owe me a lot of detail, mister. And, before you complain, my phone got stolen and-my laptop is broken so I had to get a new one. I was incredibly unlucky, I know.”' You cross my arms, shaking your head with a sigh.

"Well, ask away then, Listener. But first, let's head over there”, he points at the lounge area. “You're in luck because it's my free time for the next two hours~ All that's left for me is to clean up and box all my things in Andrew's office. " Luca leads you over to one of the long, red sofas that highly contrast the beige walls and the cream floor.

Box all his things? What-

"So," he starts as he sits down, facing you with interest sparkling in his eyes, "what brings you here all of sudden? Surely not to visit me right cause I am taken and I—"

You smack him with one of the pillows on the sofa. Earning a snort from the other. He shielded himself with his arm so his face wasn't harmed at any point—not that pillows can do that much damage anyway.

"Shut up, I already know how gay you are." You groan and roll your eyes, followed with a burst of a giggle. "You're so annoying."

"Pft, only because you're my friend! It's a privilege~ And, you literally love me. I'm the cutest person in the world. Your own words, not mine." Luca sticks his tongue out at you.

He's right. Luca was quite shy at first but now that you have gotten to know him better, he's shown more than just those shallow observed qualities people usually stereotype him with.

You sighed and handed Luca your folder containing your approved letter of intent, resumé, and your portfolio of notable achievements. He flips through each page, his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth as he concentrates. You stifle a smile at how absolutely adorable he looks, and wait for him to speak.

"Uh, so.. you're the new teacher assistant who's gonna replace me." Luca’s lips form an ‘O’. You mirror his expression in surprise. Luca is quitting his job? But he loves this work… The pay is good, the environment is great, and the professors themselves don't look that bad. Specifically, someone from the literature department but—we don't want to talk about that.

Your face contorts into a frown.

"I know I missed a lot of things but, what the hell– Why are you quitting! Is someone here bullying you?" Your brows turn into a knot and you make a great show of pulling your sleeves up to your elbows, pretending to size up some invisible enemy and throwing punches at it. "I'll deal with them for you. Lemme at 'em!"

Luca shakes his head and smiles fondly. Raising his left hand and pointing out the ring on his fourth finger. You put a hand to your mouth as your eyes darted from Luca then to the ring on his finger. You silently squealed as you took his hands and began to squeeze them tight.

"Luca! Oh, holy fuck. I'm so happy for youuuuuu!" It's your turn to just jump on him and hug the life out of him. You held him for about two seconds then, you sat your ass back on the seat. "Your boyfriend—no—your fiancé, better treat you well or he's gonna get hell from me." You threatened jokingly.

His boyfriend sometimes visits at the same time that you pass requirements in your previous professor's office, so you kinda are familiar with him. That doesn't stop you from being overprotective of your possibly best, most precious friend in the world.

"He's spoiling me too much actually." Luca pouts. "He's quitting his gaming stuff when I get home. He always, ALWAYS has chocolates for me. And he gives me kisses all the time." Luca's face is flushed as he cups both his cheeks shyly.

You feign chest pain as I clutch my heart. "Right in front of my single ass, huh?" You giggle. "I'm kidding. I'm so, so, so happy for you. I will prepare my wedding gift in advance!"

Luca's face turns into vivid confusion. "I thought you have a boyf—"

From behind Luca, the sound of a door opens. Luca’s head turned to it, and so did yours. You could not believe it but it is another even more familiar face.. One you know so well.

With dark golden, brown hair, black rimmed glasses, and stern gaze, your—you mean—the literature professor, Andrew Marston, emerges in full view holding a bunch of folders in his left arm and his phone in his hand.

Professor Marston walked in long, elegant strides towards.. the both of you. Despite the months that have gone past, he still has an aura of intimidation, wit, and an absolutely handsome charm. His lips were pursed yet his eyes — his eyes were lit with curiosity.

"Well, well. If it isn't you, Listener. Of all things to expect today, I had not foreseen any circumstances that include you being here today." Despite his words, his tone is laced with a hint of amusement.

You fiddle your fingers. "Hello, Professor." You squeaked awkwardly. "Good morning to you."

"Andrew." Luca stands up. His face looks extra mischievous even if his face is still, criminally, looking too innocent. "Listener will be your new assistant. Have you heard that news already?"

Andrew hums and taps his foot. "No, actually." He turns to face you. "You applied as my assistant?"

Then, at that moment, it really dawned on you. It is indeed real. The fact that, You, Listener, is Professor Andrew's assigned assistant.

Fuck.

You look at Luca with wide eyes for a second, then back at Andrew.

"I suppose, yes?" You cleared your throat. "I mean. Yes, Sir."

You blush profusely. Resisting the urge to just run away and maybe melt like a snowman under the thick heat of the sun.

Andrew nods slowly, as if taking the information in. At the exact time, Luca taps his shoulder and says, "I'll finish up my cleaning so Listener right here–," Luca shoots a finger gun at you with a grin,"–can put their things in without a worry in the world." And with that, he left.

Lord, take me now.

Leaving you to Andrew's mercy, like a bunny rabbit in a lion's den. Or whatever. You’re just exaggerating.

"Hand me your resumé. I assume that you do have them in hand, yes? You were quite the perfectionist during your college days, so I believe you'd have them right with you." Andrew commands without missing a beat. Reaching his free hand out to you.

You picked up your folder off the table and handed it to him. He takes it and puts it above the stack he's currently holding in his left arm.

"I'll see you in two weeks. Preferably at an early time. Say, 7:30 AM in my office? And bring your laptop or mobile gadget, along with stationary if you'd like. As much as I'd be delighted to indulge in this conversation, I have some papers to grade."

You nod. Listing it all down on your phone. You watch Andrew walk away. Probably to his cubicle where his files are kept, or something similar. The main office is where they usually encode grades and scores so that's not far fetched.

As you stand up and leave, a faint memory of Andrew's lips lifting into a somewhat triumphant smirk stays for a second before fading away from your mind. It probably was just your imagination.

You opened the doors out of the office and breathed in and out.

“See you in two week's time, Professor.”

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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa what do you think is gonna happen next? isn't luca so cute and adorable??? I love him so much. see you on pt 2 !

[beeblelady]

No matter what happens I'm still going back to him

An Andrew Marston girlie for Life

💛💛💛

[ilovegureshin]

ANDREW!- COME BACK-

[thedivinevera]

Professor Marston

Professor Marston x reader, Andrew Marston x reader, Andrew Marston x FEM! AFAB!reader, professor x student, young professor x student, Zsakuva character x reader

Professor x adult!! student, forbidden love, smut, breeding, sex, p and v sex, mention of marriage and pregnancy, obsessive tendency, yandere tendency

Tw : Smut, p and v sex, yandere tendency, obsessive tendency, bad writing, bad grammar, please help!!, OCc Andrew

Sweet ramble for our professor

A/n : sorry for the OCc character

:( it's just very hard to wrote horny things when his literally a beige flag :)

Professor Marston is so mean :( so different from Andrew Marston, your boyfriend who cares you softly. Professor Marston manhandle you to his Shaft, not even letting you have a break, forcing you to jump on his hard cock with his hands on your waist, your poor pussy numbing and completely red from skin slapping and continue Cumming

When he's busy he will make you sit on his cock while he has doing his professor work :| so bored and itching for his dick to move but you don't want to be a bad girl so you completely stay still not wanting to disappoint your professor, after all you're a good girl, you love your professor Marston right? So stay still and wait until he fuck your slutty cunt and let him do his job so he can ruin you straight until the sun rise

He gets jealous when you talk to the other Young professor... A lot :,( asking you if his extra credit are not enough and you need another professor's cock to suck and pass your grade, sweetie you don't need them you only need him, make him feel good and he will pass you and even convince your other professor to do the same after all who wouldn't believe to the strict, young genius Professor Marston when he talk about a potential student so just worry your pretty head of yours on how to write your essay with his hard hot cock mushing your inside after all once you graduated you can be his pretty wife, he's already successful than does old hag so why don't he take a leap and marry his pretty girl 😍😍😍 you don't need to do anything other than to become his little pretty slutty wife ready to take his cock after he come back home, stress because of the stupid children that can't figure out how to live their Life.

He sometimes fantasize about you when you're at his class, imagining how pretty you would be once you are filled with his cum, his sperm try to fertilize your egg and making you pregnant with his pretty children. He promised to himself that once you're both married he would definitely breed you making sure that you will give him children boy and girl, he wants children of each gender and wouldn't stop until he completely have a girl and boy calling him papa. He want to have a big family full of happy children raising them not like how his parent does loving them equally not looking what achievement they can give for the family and that would only work once he breed you successfully. Once the bell ring his fantasy stop.

Asking you to stop by for a moment, bending you to the desk after he lock the door when he said he just want to speak to you :) realizing that he want to talk about your future with him with his dick all the way to your deep inside just waiting to paint your inside white and letting his spermy run for the egg :(

You after your fav professor ask for you to stay: ☺️

Realizing that he just want to breed you: ☹️

But of course you would like it right? After all you love him right? He can ask you to spread your leg wide and jump on his dick and you would do that right???? The only problem you have is how you will hide the dripping cum until you finish your class and finally going home to his place and letting him continue, after all you're to noisy to be breed multiple times in his office and also Luca or others might see you and he wouldn't let anyone to see how pretty your pussy is that's only for him ☺️☺️☺️ after that you can receive an aftercare from your sweet boyfriend Andrew Marston, can't wait for Andrew to be the one who breed you too, after all h professor or not he just want to have you

[bunpoizonz]

crk cutscene art icons!!

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