Xteacher Stories

Student x Yandere Teacher She was the kind of girl who noticed everything-the nervous ticks, the half-smiles, the way his eyes dimmed whenever he mentioned "her". Her literature teacher spoke of poetry like it was salvation, but the way he said his girlfriend's name sounded like a eulogy. While she told herself it was just a crush-nothing dangerous. But her dreams were stained with ink and cigarettes, and her essays began to bleed with the kind of longing that no seventeen-year-old should understand. He knew it was wrong to entertain the attention, but something about her was magnetic in the most ruinous way. She listened like she wanted to be consumed, and sometimes, he found himself speaking just to see the way her eyes drank him in. Still, he had "her"-his girlfriend, steady and sure. But the girl? She was chaos, wrapped in a school uniform and soft fury. As the months dragged on, guilt and desire tangled like roots, and the world narrowed to a quiet war fought in glances, tension-soaked silences, and pages filled with metaphors sharp enough to cut. Neither of them said it aloud, but both knew: something inside them had already snapped.

College was going to suck and Y/n knew it. She didn't want to be there she wanted to go out and work at her father's company, like planned, to be able to do that she'd have to ace math but of course when you don't want to do something you're more likely to slack. Y/n most definitely wasn't a slacker but math just wasn't her thing and so she didn't get the best grades. Her father threatened that if she didn't get her grades up he'd cut her from his company and with that she asked for help from her math professor Mrs. Johansson who was also the principals wife. Seems innocent at first but it is far from that.

{Baldi's Basics in Education and Learning} You're Y/n. You're Y/a years old. Your friend left seven notebooks in their school, Here School. "Oh hi, Welcome to my schoolhouse!" *Please note that this is a Baldi x female!student reader fanfiction, and updates for this will be random. Other than that, enjoy! Copyright Stuff: I DO NOT OWN BALDI'S BASICS IN EDUCATION AND LEARNING (BBIEAL). PLEASE GO SUPPORT THE ORIGINAL CREATOR!

This is a smut my oc x substitute teacher lol Don't JUGE me my first fanfic ps bad grammar and spelling <3 If this makes u uncomfortable pls go read something else

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(7 years later and I'm restarting this... why??? What is wrong with me???) "There's a new Dark Arts professor!" "Huh.. Snape must be pissed," you reply, elbowing into Camilla. "I wouldn't focus on that..." She gave a wink. In your final year of your Hogwarts curriculum, you're finally able to sign up for the Dark Arts class that seems to have fallen out of order the past few years. Camilla, your best friend, keeps nagging about a "dashing professor," but you've got your doubts considering the previous mentors. You keep your head up and your books straightened... Hopefully it'll be fun? (This is an xReader, meaning you will have to insert your name wherever it says [Y/N] or [Y] for short. I think this muddies the immersion, but I still get the attraction to these types of things. This is just a fun muse I'm feeling on the rise, so I can't promise longevity, but I'm weirdly excited to give this story another shot.)