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Don't Stand So Close To Me — Flip-Flopped AU

Eddie x Teacher!Reader

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My entry in the Flip-Flopped Summer Writing Challenge by @munson-blurbs and @corroded-hellfire in which a plot point happens differently in your story and alters the trajectory.

In this AU, Eddie and Teach got lost in the heat of the moment in Chapter 17 and both decided not to use a condom.

CW: pregnancy, big feelings, protective!eddie

If this is not your thing, feel free to scroll on past! This does not affect the main story whatsoever.

The days were getting longer. 

The changing of the clocks had sunlight stretching on past dinner time. Birds were making nests outside your bedroom window, singing as early as you woke. But they had been feeling longer even before now. Back when frost still clung to the windows of your classroom, you would find yourself slumped against your desk before lunch period—bleary-eyed with a tiredness that seeped into your bones, made you want to sleep forever. They were long because you were exhausted, and not just from work.

There were changes in your body. The early nausea had ebbed for you to discover your appetite again. You couldn’t wear underwire bras anymore, not that any of yours fit anyway. You could smell the ink from the Xerox machine over by the coffee table clear across the room; a superpower you never wished you had. When it finally stopped whirring, you got up from the table and sought to alleviate the pain in your lower back with a stretch. It did little good. With a tired sigh, you plodded over to the Xerox machine, grabbing the warm stack of copies and securing them with a binder clip before placing them atop three large textbooks. You hoisted the stack, wincing at the soreness in your breasts but thankful for the shield it provided. You’d noticed another change this morning that had you feeling anxious others would as well.

Like clockwork, Eddie was waiting just around the corner, leaning against the concrete wall pretending to read one of the novels you’d assigned last fall. He brightened as he saw you, stuffing the dog-eared book into his back pocket. “Hey,” he breathed, joining your stride.

You smiled, parroting the same in response, unable to stop the tingles at the sight of him from radiating down your chest to flutter low. That hadn’t changed at all.

“Let me grab that,” Eddie offered with a nod of his chin.

You clutched the stack like a safety blanket, readjusting your hands against the stiff covers. “It’s fine, I’ve got it.”

“Come on, you probably shouldn’t be carrying so much while—” Eddie glanced around the bustling hallway, lowering his voice, “in your current condition.”

You sighed, softened by the concern in his deep brown eyes, the way he hovered so attentively beside you. “Ok, fine.” Veering out of traffic, you halted by one of the bulletin boards and yielded the stack of books into his waiting arms.  

That was when he saw it—the swell under your floral cotton dress. 

It had appeared practically overnight. Or at least it seemed that way. You had been looking out for it for many weeks now, always checking in the mirror before you left, making sure your clothing covered anything suspicious. It was easy in the winter, but there hadn’t been much to hide then—aside from the truth to those closest around you. Now that the trees of late March were beginning to bud, your options were dwindling to dresses with empire waists and generous fabric, big t-shirts on casual Fridays. 

A lump caught in Eddie’s throat, eyes locked on the small bump. He almost dropped the books, hands burning with the urge to feel the evidence of his fatherhood. Your eyes met for a long, heavy second, welling with mutual recognition. Chatter echoed off the tile, lockers slammed, shoes squeaked and quickened with the approaching bell. Reluctantly, you broke his gaze to glance around, folding your arms protectively across your midsection before starting slowly down the hall again. 

It was a longer walk than usual, or maybe it just felt that way because of the weight of your predicament hanging between you, or maybe it was born out of the desire to be close as long as possible.

Suddenly, a freshman whizzed by, weaving in and out of traffic to bump past your left shoulder. You stumbled, clutching your belly reflexively as your feet righted themselves beneath you. 

Eddie felt a rage course through him like he’d never felt before. Icy like fear, but igniting to a blind fury that seared through his veins, made his vision narrow until he saw nothing but red. “HEY!” he barked. All of a sudden his shoes were pounding the tile as if moving on their own, books shifting to his left arm while his right reached for the handle on the freshman’s yellow backpack. He yanked the kid back, almost lifting him off the ground to face him. “How ‘bout you watch where you’re going, ‘kay?” he gritted.

Terror swept across the freshman’s pimpled face. “‘Kay,” he eked out. 

Nostrils flaring, Eddie held his gaze for a second to drive home his point before releasing his grip. The freshman clambered away, straightening his shirt and glancing over his shoulder as he slunk into one of the classrooms. Eddie stood there a moment, staring at the door he’d vanished into, steadying his breath before your voice broke the spell.

“Eddie,” you started wearily, unable to maintain your exasperation when you saw the worry so vividly in his eyes.

“You tripped.”

“I’m fine,” you soothed, resuming your place, close enough to brush the hair on his arm. Though you didn’t condone the outburst, you couldn’t deny it stirred a warm, buzzing feeling in you. 

You walked together carefully in silence as the chaos swirled around you. But the tension didn’t leave his shoulders, not even once he unloaded the pile from his arms with a thud onto your desk. 

The classroom was empty, but not for long. Beyond the open door was a commotion of footsteps, any one of them with the potential to breech the threshold. Eddie eyed your bump again, and the stiffness in his jaw softened slightly to longing. Stepping around the corner of the desk, he closed in until it was just about the only thing between you. 

“I’m coming over later,” he said just above a whisper, eyes flitting up to yours before resting on your belly again.

A smile cracked through the worry on your face for just a moment before a glance at the door made it return. You could tell from the heat in his eyes just how badly he wanted to touch you, just how close he was to letting the impulse take over.

He followed your glance toward the door, then back to the subtle swell, rising and falling with your bated breath. With a determined set of his jaw, and eyes that brimmed with unbridled wonder, Eddie raised his hand and placed it firmly on your belly. It was warm and soothing, thumb stroking gently over the smooth cotton.

And for a fleeting moment, on an exhale you both shared, all was right in the world.

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A/N: If you loved this, please tell me! And lmk if you want to be added to the AU taglist (which will be separate from my main one) because I will be writing more of these! Just little vignettes.

I am taking requests for anything and everything in this AU, so if there is a moment or situation you want to want to see, send me an ask!

Also, there will be a celebration hosted by the lovely @teddiemunson86 and @ladylilylost on their discord server tomorrow Sunday, Sept. 1st at 2pm EDT where I will be talking about chapter 17 and what the future has in store for our forbidden lovebirds (and maybe the AU as well)! If you're interested in joining, the link to the server is here. Hope to see you there!

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[chaseagainstonision]

Coming back in for just a minute to say that Gene (AnonymousGene) and Keith (DSSCTM/Don't Stand So Close To Me, former anti-o blog that has been deleted) are NOT THE SAME PERSON. I can confirm after talking to both of them as some point (more so Keith than Gene) and Gene's behavior is not related to Keith's at all. So please don't tinfoil that they're the same person.

Keith has also retired from the anti-o drama to have more time with his family and wouldn't be out doxxing people's addresses and posting them online so that people can harass those close to Gerg and Kai.

Edit: Also, yes, I know that Keith sent Kai's parents a letter, but he still never actually leaked their address like Gene has with Gerg's family. So don't bring that up.

[artificialqueens]

Hi people! Splatt here. I want to know what you all want me to update next. Please let me know either on here or send me an as or message on my main blog @rpdr4lyfe with either your favourite or top 3. DSSCTM, Sad Boy, A Match Made in Bright Pink Hell, When Worlds Collide, Finding a Family, Battle of the Hearts, or Cutest Couple Award? Thanks lovelies!!!

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Hello friends! I am so pleased to report that have been making great progress on the highly anticipated smut chapter of DSSCTM.

Today marks one week of waking up and writing every morning after a month of not at all, and the best part is that it is coming from a healthy place of love for myself and my art, not based on any sort of pressure.

Dare I say it's actually been easy? The words are really wording. Our forbidden lovebirds are smashing faces and taking their sweet, sweet time exploring uncharted territory. It has truly been a pleasure (for them and myself!) after waiting for so long.

I still have a lot of ground left to cover, but I wanted to celebrate with another snippet. I think this one really sets the tone of one of the many things we will be exploring. 👀

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hello beautiful friends!

I know it's been a hot minute since I've posted updates on DSSCTM 17 progress. Our forbidden lovebirds are smashing faces atm, but I am still in the phase where I am ironing out the prose and do not have any snippets to share at this time that I feel are ready to be shared. Sometimes we writers just need some time to throw spaghetti at the wall and make a big mess before we can make a meal out of it.

On a personal note, it has been necessary for my overall wellbeing to give myself some space from the project as well and focus on cultivating joy in other ways that will sustain me in the long run. The last few months have been a difficult time for me mentally, and so in order to be able to make art, I must first take care of the artist.

I cannot put a timeline on this chapter, but I care very deeply about my vision for it and will see it through. But please know that it will take time and patience in order for that to happen. I promise to share snippets along the way as soon as they are ready. It's shaping up to be a nice and long one. 💕

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any DSSCTM updates you can share?? i can’t even put into words how excited i am

hi there!! I posted a snippet of the opening scene and a map of teach's apartment so far, but I will definitely be sharing more as it comes along.

I also just wrote a sweet little oneshot where little Eddie and his mom make christmas cookies together. I put a lot of love into it and very few people seem to have read it, so please check it out if you haven't already!

Your enthusiasm is definitely warranted. I have so much in store for this chapter, just absolutely bursting at the seams with it. (so is Eddie lmao) It will be worth the wait, I promise!

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Good afternoon love,

I hope you had a wonderful holiday (if you celebrate). I was just curious on how the new chapter of DSSCTM is going along? I am sure you are super busy, so please do not think I am trying to push. I just love this series so much and would love to know when you think it might be posted. Your writing is incredible and I can’t wait to see what you have come up with. Also, thank you again for sharing what you have so far. Much love to you!

Hi darling!! Goodness, it's really hard for me to say. I'm currently working on their Big Talk scene. I've probably reworked it about four times and I'm still not quite there yet, but with every pass I get closer to what I'm looking for! It's the first time they get to really say what's on their chest without risk of interruption and it's such a tricky balance of finding the right tone and maintaining tension so it crescendos just right. It's challenging but I want it to be just right!

They haven't even kissed yet, so at the rate that I'm going I don't anticipate this being finished for another couple months at least. I intend to immerse yall in every minute detail of the whole experience so it's gonna take a hot minute to capture!

I do have a very full life outside of this project as well and am trying to maintain a healthy balance of work, rest, and creative play. Your patience is deeply appreciated! 💕

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Primo DSSCTM vibes with this one 🤌

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hi my love!!! i know that a lot of your dedicated readers have already made it known how much we support your art that is DSSCTM, however i just thought i’d chip in and say i’m truly so proud of you!!! every time you give us an update on how it’s coming along, that honestly proves to me how much this story matters to you, and that’s the only thing as a reader i could ask for. your devotion to such a beautiful story is a incredibly valuable factor in the storytelling!! please take all the time you could possibly ever need, because we’ll be here!! masterpieces take time, and for the kind that you are creating, we have all the time in the world!! i love you!!! mwah mwah mwah!!

This means so much to me, thank you for sending this! In addition to it being a tricky chapter I have also been taking some time to work on my mental health so that I can approach the rest of this project in a healthy way! It’s hard to put a timeline on that so I really appreciate everyone’s patience and support.

I want the passion that I have for this story to continue so that I can bring you my vision, and sometimes that means taking time away from it so that I don’t burn out.

Thank you for seeing my art. All I ever really wanted was for it to be seen and appreciated. I couldn’t ask for more wonderful readers. ✨💞🥹

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Wanted to pop in and say please take as much time as you need on DSSCTM! Your writing is wonderful and well worth waiting for. ❤️❤️

Thank you so much. 🥹💕