#teacher!james

[carpethedamndiemdejavu]

- James Baldwin talking about Love

[alexsays-no]

Art teacher & Daddy part.6

Last parent teacher meeting, and James finally makes a move

[oh-phoenixx]

"Supervise" - Jegulus microfic (Teacher!Reg) @into-the-jeggyverse - 478 words

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As Regulus handed out the exams, he eyed his students carefully. “You have until the end of the class to complete the paper. Do not think I’m unable to supervise all of you at once.” The only quality of his mother’s Regulus possessed that he was grateful for was his hawk-like ability to notice every detail. In the few years he’d been in teaching, Regulus had caught countless students cheating on their exams, despite their very best efforts to conceal it.

“You may start now,” Regulus announced. It was almost funny witnessing the difference between the academic students, who immediately rushed to begin, and the…others, who lazily turned over their pages.

Regulus always accounted for the surroundings and environment of the classroom on any given day when planning for, and marking, exams. He always attempted to set exams at times when there would be less noise coming from the neighbouring classrooms, and marked more generously when he knew there had been more distractions. Really, Regulus accounted for everything. Unknowns were not welcome, anything unpredictable worried him.

And who was more unpredictable than James Potter, who knocked on Regulus’s classroom door a half hour into the exam. Regulus, who had been sitting at his desk, looked around at his students and told them to continue on. He made for the door, opening it and putting a finger to his lips.

“They’re doing an exam,” Regulus whispered. “Why are you here?”

“Oh, sorry, angel,” James responded, smiling sheepishly. “You forgot your lunch.”

Regulus could not help but smile at his husband as he took the tupperware from his hands. Every day since Regulus had started working at the school, without fail, James made him lunch. Regulus, having been raised in the way he was, had been told as a child that cooking was below him, that it was a job for the chefs they employed. Therefore, he was not exactly a great cook. James, on the other hand, had inherited Euphemia’s recipes and her near-artistic ability to cook. So, James made Regulus food, and Regulus relished the domesticity of it, something he never thought he would be allowed with James.

Regulus had decided a long time ago that there was no point hiding his love for James. This was his husband, and he didn’t care who knew it anymore. He gave James a chaste kiss, saying goodbye and trying to rid himself of the uncharacteristic smile before he turned around.

When he did turn around, it was to the sight of twenty evil children wearing matching evil grins. Regulus regained his composure, looking out at them sternly. “Back to your exams,” he hurried, attempting to sound firm. But they had seen his facade fall, James had called him ‘angel’ and Regulus had blushed and smiled in front of his students. James Potter had, once again, made a fool of him.

[miriammctroi]

When Regulus catches Harry and Draco making out at a family function, he gives his stepson a long, long look. He takes a breath, sighs deeply.

"Harry, have you ever even tried not to be a carbon-copy of your father?"

[inkdrinkerworld]

cowboy!james x kindergarten teacher!reader’s morning routine

James wakes up at the crack of dawn and tries very hard not to make too much noise as he stretched out of bed next to you.

Every morning, still, you stir a little and he rubs your back till you settle again. This morning is no different.

He’s got lots to do on the ranch today, the horses have an appointment with the vet, the cows need to be milked and the fences have to be redone.

He also needs to check in on Florence to make sure she’s doing okay after giving birth a few days ago.

His morning routine is quick, brush his teeth, take a hot shower, get dressed.

When he gets to your kitchen he smiles, there’s evidence of your recent remodel of it- a change in the backsplash so that the tiles show cows, horses, hummingbirds and lots of other creatures that frequent your farm.

James starts a pot of coffee, grabs one of those breakfast things you made on Sunday and heads out to the stables.

It’s not till nearly nine o’clock that he sees you again, in your work clothes no less and a small smile on your face as he slides off his horse to greet you.

“Morning Jamie,” he takes off his hat to give you a kiss. “Everything going okay?”

James nods, “Morning angel, everything’s perfect. Most of the horses are fine, one or two of ‘em have some leg issues that we wanna keep an eye on.”

You play with a few of his curls now that they’re free, “I’ll see you for dinner? Thank you for the coffee by the way.”

James rolls his eyes, “It’s nothing, how about lunch? I can swing by once Remus gets here and we can go to that sandwich place you like.”

That does sound good, and seeing James earlier in the day sounds even better. “Come in your hat and wranglers?”

He laughs, kissing your forehead as your face warms. “If that’s what you want, sweet girl.”

“That is exactly what I want,” James’ dimple pokes out as he smiles down at you. “I’ll tell the kids you’re coming to see me and I’m sure they’ll ask you a million questions about Florence again.”

James blushes something fierce, it always makes him blush when you mention that the kids you teach ask after him and one of his oldest diary cows.

“Be sure to tell ‘em she’s fine after the calf was born.”

You rub his back as you give him one last hug, “I love you James.”

He kisses you quick, his hat pressing into your back as he pulls you closer. “I love you too, miss thing.”

[iveraines]

i've been consumed by the craft

sorry guys i haven't been arting because i've been playing too much minecraft lmao

anyways i made these and i think they're pretty cool

i might make alt outfits later (other camper/prom fits)

i'll link them later in the reblogs if anyone wants to download and use them in their game, all i ask is not to repost/edit them. :]

EDIT : THEY'RE UPLOADED CHECK THE REBLOGS :]

[kkolg]

Reworking my Lackadaisy/MD AU

Uzi and N

V and J

Kahn and Teach

Tessa and her fam

probably gonna redraw sum panels for fun

[ticifics]

What If It Was You?

dad!James Potter x f!teacher!reader

Summary: It all started innocently enough. James noticed how kind you were. But over time, he began to notice things he probably shouldn’t have. The way your hair fell over your shoulder as you wrote something on the board. The soft sound of your laughter. The way your eyes sparkled when you looked at Harry. And for a moment, James let that forbidden thought take shape again: you at home with them, laughing, caring, belonging.

Warnings: muggle!au, suggestive, no use of y/n

The school gate was nearly empty when James finally arrived, the late afternoon sun tinting the sky with shades of orange and pink. He was late — again. The traffic, work, single father life… there were so many excuses, but none of them seemed enough when he thought of the disappointed look he might find on Harry's face.

He adjusted his glasses and took a deep breath, crossing the small stone path to the entrance. The place seemed incredibly quiet at this hour. He knew he should hurry, but his steps slowed when he saw you through the half-open door.

You were facing away from him, crouched down next to Harry, and the two of you were laughing at something he couldn’t hear. James felt a pang in his chest as he watched the scene — something he couldn’t name, but that grew with each passing day since you entered their lives.

It all started innocently enough. He noticed how kind you were, how you seemed to genuinely care for every child in the room. But over time, he began to notice things he probably shouldn’t have. The way your hair fell over your shoulder as you wrote something on the board. The soft sound of your laughter, which seemed to light up the room. The way your eyes sparkled when you looked at Harry, as if he were the center of the universe for a moment.

And then there was the damn ring question. James never knew exactly why his eyes sought your left hand, but they always did. Always. And every time he didn’t find a ring there, he felt a relief that left him ashamed of himself. But the shame was never enough to erase the relief. Today, however, a new and dangerous thought struck him. He didn’t just want your hand to stay ring-free. He wanted there to be a ring there. One that he had placed. One that told the world you were his, that you were part of the small world he and Harry shared. But then you looked up, and his eyes met yours. Reality hit like a cold splash of water. You smiled at him, that warm smile that made his stomach flip, and James felt as if all his thoughts were exposed in the air between you. “You’re just in time, Mr. Potter,” you said, your voice light and sweet, but with a teasing tone he recognized. “I thought Harry was going to demand I adopt him if you didn’t show up.” The sentence hit him hard, like an unexpected punch that left him breathless for a moment. Adopt him? The word echoed in James’s mind as he looked at you, feeling a sudden and overwhelming wave of thoughts he couldn’t contain. You adopting him. You, in their life, not just as Harry’s teacher, but as… something more. He blinked a few times, trying to process the whirlwind that had formed in his mind. A brief and intimate vision appeared, so clear he could almost feel it: you, sitting next to him at the dinner table, helping Harry with his homework. You laughing as Harry tried to explain a drawing he made at school. You holding a baby in your arms — his baby — with the same sweetness you gave to every child in that classroom. James felt the air getting trapped in his lungs, a heat rising to his face. He had never considered having another child. Life as a single father was already a minefield of challenges and surprises, and he always thought it would be enough with just him and Harry. But now… now he could picture himself looking at you with a mixture of fascination and love as you held a child with unruly hair and bright eyes — a perfect mix of him and you. Harry had already mentioned how he would like to have a sibling. And you would look beautiful. He knew that. He could see the image so clearly it made his chest tighten in a nearly painful way. You with a rounded belly, full of him, wearing one of those light dresses he thought suited you. He imagined himself placing a hand there, feeling the baby move under his fingers, and the thought hit him like an electric shock, making him avert his gaze for a moment, as if he could hide the intensity of his own desires.

“Mr. Potter?” Your voice called again, laced with a hint of concern, and James realized he had been silent for too long.

“Oh, of course,” he replied, clearing his throat and forcing a smile. He ran a hand through his hair, an automatic habit whenever he was nervous. “I hope he didn’t give you enough trouble to make you reconsider.”

“Not at all,” you said, and that gentle smile he adored returned. “Harry’s a sweetheart.”

James felt something in his chest tighten again, because he believed it. He knew how special Harry was, and knowing that you saw it too, that you treated his son with such care and affection, was more than he knew how to express.

For a moment, you two just looked at each other in silence, and the world around seemed to slow down. There was something in the way your eyes met his, as if a silent current of understanding and something more was passing between you. It was intimate. Warm. A spark he didn’t know how to extinguish.

“Dad, are you going to keep staring at her forever, or can we go home?”

Harry’s voice sliced through the silence like a blade, snapping them both back to reality. James blinked quickly, looking away and feeling the heat rise to his face. He looked at his son, who was staring at him with an impatient air, though there was a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

“Sorry, champ,” James replied, clearing his throat and letting out a nervous laugh. “I think I’m more tired than I thought.”

You laughed softly, and the sound was like music to his ears. “I think we’re all tired. Have a good night, Mr. Potter. Harry.”

“Good night!” Harry replied cheerfully, giving an enthusiastic wave while holding his father’s hand.

James looked at you one last time, struggling against the urge to prolong the interaction. But he knew he had to go, even though every part of him wished to stay just a little longer.

“Good night,” he said, his voice softer than he meant, before turning and starting to walk out with Harry.

As he left, he felt his son squeeze his hand and heard his excited voice say, “Dad, I really like her. I think she’d be a great mom.”

James stopped in his tracks, his heart leaping in his chest. He looked at Harry, who was staring at him with that disarming innocence only a child could have.

And for a moment, James let that forbidden thought take shape again: you at home with them, laughing, caring, belonging. He didn’t say anything, but squeezed Harry’s hand a little tighter, thinking that, no matter how impossible it seemed, he couldn’t agree more.

[itsriotmotherfuckers]

Sirius caused the longest hat stall in Hogwarts history when he was sorted, by the way

[danadiadea]

Who is a bully in the same way as Severus Snape? Calls a child an idiot, punishes excessively sometimes, shows student bias? Hagrid and Minerva.

Who is a bully in the same way as James Potter? Raises defenceless people up in the air, baring their body without their concent for strangers to see, just to have a laugh? The Death Eaters.

[messervixen]

At his core Remus is just that one teacher who “has a wife and kids”

[alexsays-no]

Part.8 and final 💕

Surprise surprise, I’ve been wanting to give closure to this lil story for so long, it has a big part of my heart because it was the first short story I made follow ups of it, definitely helped me with some art blocks and brought me comfort, and u guys interaction with it was the best thing ever 💕 ty so much for following along to this silly short story.

[maluceh]

mini matilda au that @daiziesssart planted on my head

[mischievous-thunder]

When you try to impress your crush and accidentally make a fool of yourself:

[managone16]

Fun fact: The Magical gene in the HP universe is a recessive gene. How do I know that? Well, my biology teacher made a whole fucking ppt analysing the genes, from Muggle Borns to Purebloods to Half Bloods. (I will post it when I get my hands on it) Here is how to works: The Dominant gene, Muggle gene, is M while magic is m. Therefore, Lily's parents most likely had the genes Mm and Mm, meaning when they had her her genes were mm, while Petunia could be Mm or MM. If she was Mm and Vernon was also Mm, there was a chance that Dudley would've been a Wizard. Next we go to Sirius. His parents both had the mm gene, making him and reggie both have this gene. Easy as that. As for Remus, Hope definitely had the Mm gene, as if she had MM gene and Lyall had mm, then Remus would have been a muggle. But he could have also been Mm, chance of him being a muggle increasing. As for Harry being half-blood, he has the proper mm gene, along with every wizard and witch, regardless of blood status, proving the fact they should all be treated equally. (Not kidding, someone add this to their fic please) Finally, we have Filch, the squib. Squibs are tricky, but my teacher also discovered that a squib may be produced due to a mutation in the mm gene, making that even if the person's parents were both magical, they wouldn't hold any/limited magical abilities.

[cynisterlycylly]

Every murder drones characters explained as poorly I possibly can

Uzi- so imagine that one day alien robot vampires come down from the sky are start doing a genocide but then the biggest loser from your high school kills one of them and starts banging the other 2, that's Uzi doorman.

N- you see that Cinnamon roll yeah he has committed at least two genocides.

V- so she's a deep and complex character with a good amount of nuance but sadly she is the 3rd main character so she doesn't get alot of attention.

J- ok so imagine your worst manager, the most insufferable, micromanage and whiney person you know. Ok now imagine them as a hot robot, that's J murder drones.

Khan- deadbeat dad but he feels kinda bad about it.

Nori- jk your mom didn't die she just went through carcinization.

Doll- she is on a revenge quest but she keeps getting distracted and murdering a lot of people who have nothing to do with her parents death.

Yeva- we know like 3 things about her, and one of them is that she's good at Tetris.

Alice- cannibal furry dear girl who will torture you.

Beau- baby but spider legs and a cowboy hat.

Thad- there are only like 3 male characters who are actually important to the plot and he only barely counts in that list.

Lizzy- she's a classic mean girl stereotype except she is very open about being gay.

Teacher- an average teacher

Sparky/the sentinels- Liam watch Jurassic park and thought raptors were the coolest thing.

Tessa- she is really important to the lore despite the real her only having 3 minutes of screen time.

Cyn- she is a silly Eldritch horror who is also casually the best character in all of fiction.

Rebecca/every other background character- uuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh they do be existing