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yxami · 11 months

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Yandere jock with a super sweet, nerd/geek darling? Like, after they become friends, invited Yandere jock to movie nights with them? Just binge watching their latest obsessed show or movie series with them? I feel like spending hours alone with their darling isn’t something he’s going to pass up.

Yandere jock would daydream in all of his classes after you asked him to come over for a movie night. He’d accidentally ignore his friends questions and sit there dazed with the thought of being in your house.

He’d run over to your last class to pick you up, even asking his teacher if he could leave 5 minutes early so when he made it over to your classroom, he would already be there when the bell rang.

“Ethan! You’re already here?” You looked surprised to see his big frame right in the hallway that was filled with people.

“Yup! Let’s go now. I’m so excited to see the movie” He grabbed your hand and started guiding you through the crowd. “What if I sleep over even after the movie?”

“You wanna stay even after?” You looked up at him now that the two of you were in the students parking lot. He knew where his car was so you were just following him.

“Yeah! So then we could have a sleepover y’know? If not then it’s fine, I’m not gonna die or anything” He was going to die if you rejected him. He’d wanted to spend more time with you, he was being greedy but he really liked you.

He liked you enough to watch over you during lunch while his jockey friends got excited about uninteresting things like cheerleaders or some girl they’re talking to. He was originally the same, breaking girls hearts when they didn’t interest him but now he was obsessed you.

Maybe a little too obsessed if he was befriending you, making sure you got home safe everyday, buying you things when you slightly hinted at liking something, and doing anything that would please you. A little stalking here and there too but nobody had to know that part!

“Sure, It’s the weekend so you can stick around for a little while longer” You opened his car door, hopping in like a regular passenger. He couldn’t hold his happiness and had a big dumb smile on his face.

It must’ve been the speeding that got the two of you home so quick or the sheer excitement that was held behind the wheel, either way the two of you made it to your house quickly and you were already setting up the snacks.

He was busy getting the couch comfy and you were taking out popcorn from the microwave, dumping it into a huge bowl. He made sure to steal the comfiest pillows off your bed as you requested. After he was done he helped pour two glasses of juice and brought them to the couch.

You sat down, placing the huge bowl of popcorn on the table while you got comfortable. It was a little chilly so it was the perfect temperature to unintentionally snuggle against Ethan. If it weren’t for the movie playing he’d truly believe you could hear his heart beating out of his chest.

While you were rambling about the movie he could feel your arm wrap around his, you were so close to him he didn’t believe he could handle it anymore. Until you distracted him by pointing out a theory. He probably would’ve died by the sheer embarrassment if you didn’t.

“So that’s why people think she actually did it and not her” You pointed towards the characters that you were mentioning. He luckily listened to the theory while he was panicking.

“But what’s about him, don’t you think he could’ve killed her too?” He didn’t point at the screen but instead look at you expecting your response.

“Hmm, I don’t think he did it because he was at that party cheating on the other girl” You shivered feeling the cold air when you moved. He noticed and brought you closer, basically in his lap. Your cheeks reddened but you continued on.

Ethan just nodded and listened to your every word, even asking some questions wondering about the movie. It ended swiftly with all the talking that went back and worth. He was glad that he asked to stay over because time with you was precious to him.

“I don’t have a sleeping bag or anything so is the couch alright? I’ll leave you with all the pillows we brought and the blanket” You started cleaning up the table while you spoke, finding it easier to do it now than tomorrow.

“Yeah! I’m good don’t worry” He dutifully grabbed the empty glasses and placed them in the sink.

“Alright, if you need anything just knock” You thought the whole hangout was fun, you wished it went on a little while longer but maybe he would stay tomorrow morning for breakfast!

“Thanks for everything” He smiled, relishing in the fact that you were so sweet to him even with how the two of you met. “It’s no problem! I had lots of fun today” You looked up at him with a pleasant smile.

“No I mean like.. thanks for forgiving me and stuff. I wasn’t nice to you at all and you still wanted to be friends so I wanted to say thank you” He sighed finally getting it off his chest, he had been meaning to thank you for awhile now but never got the chance to bring it up.

“It just matters that you’re nice now and.. your friendship means a lot to me so I’m glad you turned out to be a good guy” You hugged him, feeling his arms wrap around you after a few moments.

“Fuck I love you” Ethan mumbled, greedily bathing in your warmth that you so kindly offered to him. He loves you so much and yet he can still feel himself falling more in love with you. He’d take his whole heart out and offer it to you on a silver platter if you asked.

“Hm? What’d you say?” You looked up at him after the two of you stopped the long embrace, his expression was soft but then hastily turned into a panicked one.

“Wha- nothing! I was just saying thanks! Anyways I’m sleepy, I’m gonna go to bed now!” He pat your head and jumped right into the comfort of the couch. You found it funny how fast he tucked himself but didn’t question it. You went to bed after that and had a lengthy dream about him, the same way he dreamed about you.

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miguelsslvt · 6 months

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Hello mother ❤❤😇 how your day going so far

i just wanted to ask you if you could make an bully!miguel x nerd!reader (virgin fem)

Where miguel very much loves to bully reader,maybe an little to much,loves to see her cry, loves to see an reaction from her,and especially when she vulnerable, but never show that side of him to reader,but he masterbate the thought of reader sucking his dick with tears running down her face,but It was until one day where reader was helping with one of the other nerd their, seeing her smiling to ear to ear made his blood boiling,vein popping,eyes cold as the negative zero,but he just walk off leaving,he already had an punishment in mind for reader, (whatever you want,you could put one) where miguel beat the crap out of the guy and making sure that the guy knew to never touch his nerd,and then the next day miguel locks her up with him in an empty classroom and nsfw part come here,😅🙂 just wants him to be an little possessive (that is definitely isn't an LITTLE but who care)

IDK ANYMORE just an request

😜

bully! miguel x nerd! virgin! reader smut

word count: 1.9k

TW: nsfw, smut, bullying, swear words, threats, miguel is lowkey a perv, loss of virginity.

A/N: FINALLY mother has posted!! quite a long one today, could u tell? welcome to the club!! ^^

you felt weak. helpless. Every time he would utter a word to you, it was never anything nice. Always spiteful. Big mean Miguel o’hara. The rudest but coolest boy in your whole year. You’d be like any girl, gawking and jumping circles around him, if it wasn’t for the way he treated you. You should be flattered, really. Considering all the attention and nicknames he gives you. Although, I wouldn’t say ‘freak’ or ‘know it all weirdo’ are considered ‘cute nicknames’.

He practically barred you from gaining any social status, let alone friends. and as much as Miguel does it to everyone, he liked to specifically target you. Why? god knows. All you know is that Miguel is an asshole. A big one.

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It was AP English, and you were supposed to be studying for a Macbeth assignment coming up. Supposed to. That was until Peter Parker, who could possibly be the only other person in school that was as bullied as you, decided to sit beside you and ‘hang out’. Your teacher was on pretty good terms with you, so he didn’t mind having two nerds coddled up in the back of class talking about the latest ‘nyc best seller book’. However, when Miguel noticed you both talking in the back, he realised quickly that you two weren’t talking about book clubs.

‘He’s such a jerk, right?’ Peter said, as you were a giggly mess. You put your hand on peter’s as you crouched to laugh even more. Miguel’s eyes darkened. ‘He is! W-when he’s like, ‘oh yeah I’m the coolest kid in school’, when in truth no one actually likes him!’ You replied, as you and Peter clung onto each other, both laughing messes.

Miguel clenched his jaw, realising you must be talking about him. god, he never felt more rage then he did right now.

The truth was, Miguel did bully you. He knew that. he did it on purpose. Just watching you cry, watching you move away from him in the halls so he didn’t heckle you, that arose something in Miguel that made him smirk whenever you squirmed. However, you didn’t know that most nights when he got a reaction out of you, he would lock himself in his room and pull his cock so hard he’s as much of a mess as you were. Hell, he’s even caught himself whimpering your name a few times. But he wouldn’t ever admit it to you. I mean, its ridiculous! What popular asshole admits to the nerd of the school that he’s been touching himself just thinking about her?! His reputation would be ruined! but would he still do it? absolutely.

‘Honestly, I sometimes think flash is the meanest in our school.’ you say, as peter nods in agreement. ‘Yeah absolutely, either him or Miguel.’ He says, as you tilt your head. ‘Whys that?’ You ask, eyebrows furrowed. Peter raises an eyebrow. ‘I mean, cmon y/n, he’s horrible to you, he made you cry yesterday just because you took the last cake in the cafeteria!’ He said, chuckling. You look down. ’I dunno.. I mean he is a little mean to me but still, the difference between Miguel and flash is that Miguel is actually nice to his friends. flash is an asshole to everyone, including his own family.’ You admit.

Peter looks shocked. ‘I mean, you can’t be serio-‘ ‘been talking bad about me, Pete?’ A deep voice was heard. Your blood ran cold. You could see the fear on peter’s face. you both turned around, seeing Miguel towering above you both. You stood up immediately. ‘I- Miguel I don’t think peter meant it in a malicious way’ ‘I’ll deal with you in a second.’ Miguel snapped, as you looked down.

‘M-miguel I didn’t mean to-‘ Peter stammered, as Miguel scoffed. ‘You didn’t mean to? Oh yeah? So what, you weren’t just saying all that shit?’ He said, as Peter looked down. ‘I-i’m sorry.’ He stuttered, as Miguel clenched his fists. ‘You do anything like that again, I’ll get flash to fuck you up again. You hear me?’ He said threateningly, as he lifted his finger to tap on peter’s glasses. ‘Fixed your glasses huh? hm.. shame. Me and flash worked hard breaking them last semester.’ He mocked, as you looked away. The bell soon rang, and you and Peter quickly gathered your stuff to leave.

It was lunch, as you walked down the hall towards the cafeteria, you heard your ‘nickname’. ‘Hey, know it all!’ Miguel shouted out, as you turned around slowly. ‘Y-yes?’ You stuttered, as he grabbed your hand, pulling you into an empty classroom.

You squeaked, falling back into the wall, as Miguel locked the door beside you. ‘I-i didn’t m-mean to be mean last class Miguel i-i swear I-‘ ‘shut your mouth.’ He said, his voice deeper then usual. He turned around from you, as your face grew concerned. ‘A-are you okay?’ You asked. you hear him chuckle, turning towards you. ‘You’re supposed to be smart, but you can’t see what’s about to happen?’ He asked teasingly, moving closer to you. he stopped just as your noses touched, you could feel his hot breath on your lips.

‘..i-if this is some sick prank, it’s really mean.’ You whispered, refusing to look at Miguel in the eyes. He noticed that. ‘Look at me.’ He said, as you hesitantly look up at Miguel. ‘There she is.’ He teased, his finger lifting up your chin. ‘..y’know, I don’t actually think you’re ugly.’ He confessed, as your eyebrows rose.

You were confused. Very confused. ‘Wh-what are you..?’ You tried saying, as Miguel leaned closer to your lips. ‘Let me kiss you.’ He whispered, as your eyes widened. ‘..you-you hate me.’ You said, looking up at Miguel. He smirked. ‘Who says that?’ He teased. He leaned closer to your er. ‘I’ve been infatuated about you for a while now. I never knew why, but when I saw you with damn Parker.. it’s made me realise. Made me know for sure now that I want you.’ He confesses, as you gasped. ‘you.. what?’ you uttered out, as he leaned back towards your lips. ‘Can I kiss you?’ He asks, as you took a moment to digest what he just said.

Did Miguel O’hara just confess he liked you thew whole time he was bullying you? This is all too confusing for you. You should say no, you should go, you should push him away.

‘..yes.’ you muttered, as you watched Miguel’s eyes lighten up with something. Lust? Love? You’re not too sure. What you were sure about, however, was his lips on yours. It was a funny feeling, considering it was your first kiss.

His lips were warmer compared to yours, but they were soft. Too soft. As you both indulged in the kiss, his hands moved down towards your waist. You weren’t sure where to put your hands, so you just settled with his shoulders and hoped it was the right move.

He let go eventually, panting for air, as were you. He smirked. ‘You haven’t kissed anyone before, have you?’ He mocked. ‘Let me guess, you a virgin too?’ He spoke as you blushed, looking away. He moved his right hand to move your chin towards him. ‘Nothing to be ashamed of, sweetheart. Let me take care of that for you.’ He said, his voice sultry.

before you could respond, Miguel grabbed your hips and led you to an empty desk, lifting you up onto it.

You squeaked again, as he just chuckled in response. ‘Who knew little crybaby nerd was such a compliant little girl?’ He teased, as you looked up at him, your face filled with embarrassment. His lips met yours once again, as he kissed you sensually. He lifted your uniform skirt up, his hands travelling up and down your thighs. You pulled away from the kiss slightly to gasp, as he sighed. ‘..you ok with this?’ He asked, as you looked down. Soon enough you looked up at Miguel, nodding. You put your hands on his necks, as you pulled him in for another kiss.

You both were indulged in the moment, and before you knew it, your panties were off and Miguel was unbuckling his belt. You looked down patiently, and honestly a little nervously, to see if the rumour of ‘big dick Miguel’ was true.

‘..it is true.’ You mumbled, eyes wide as his hardened 8 and a half inches stood with pride. He raised an eyebrow. ‘What was true?’ He asked, confused. ’n-nothing. I.. is it.. is it erm, y’know- gonna hurt?’ You asked, your voice shaky. He looked down at you, sighing. ‘It might. But it’ll feel good soon enough, trust me. Okay?’ He said, kissing you softly for what seemed like the first time ever.

He slowly pushed inside, as your eyes widened. Before he could get to more then the tip, you winced. ’S-stop!’ You said, as he stopped moving. ‘..l-let me just.. g-get used to it..’ You said head on Miguel’s shoulder. He tutted, stroking you hair. ‘Haven’t you even put a finger in there before? Damn it, darling, you’re tight..’ He said, kissing your head. eventually, you caught your breath. ‘..g-go deeper.’ You said, as he nodded patiently, pushing all of himself inside. You cried out, tears falling down your face, and something switched in Miguel again.

He couldn’t help himself. That sweet defenceless face of yours, hot with tears, was enough to make him start bucking his hips into yours. He pulled in and out, his hands stuck tightly on your hips, as you clawed on his shoulders, gasping and whining from the painful.. pleasure? Maybe Miguel it was right, maybe it does start to feel good after a while.

As you both got into a rhythm, the pain was overseen by the pleasure soon enough. You were moaning in Miguels ear, gasping. God this was like a dream for him. You were a squirming, whimpering mess, putty in his hands. And he loved every bit of it. ‘god.. you’re so fuckable.. w-who knew the nerd would be such a fucking cute little slut?’ He teased you, as you just moaned in response. ‘Told you it’d feel good, didn’t I? C’mon sweetheart, use your words.’ He cooed, your face scrunching up in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He moved his hand from your waist to your cheek, as he wiped some of your hair away. ‘Hm? Thought you were smart, sweetheart. Wheres all those big words now huh?’ Miguel whispered, as you felt your stomach getting hot. ‘I- m-miguel i-it feels weird..!’ You managed to moan out, as he moved his forehead to rest on your own. ‘You’re gonna cum sweetheart, thats why.. don’t worry, I am too. we can do it together, yeah?’ He panted, as you nodded.

Soon enough, you reached your high, as Miguel played with your clit, making your first orgasm fucking amazing. Your eyes rolled back, as you moaned loudly. As you started to come down, Miguel pulled out, and came on your thighs with a loud grunt. You both stayed for a moment like this, your foreheads leaning on one another, sweaty and panting. once Miguel caught his breath, he cleared his throat and fixed his pants, walking over to the empty teachers desk to find some tissues, walking back over to you as he silently cleaned your messy thighs. Once he was finished, he looked down at you, leaning closer. ‘..you okay?’ He asked quietly.

‘m..mhm.’ you choked out, looking down. ‘I-..I won’t tell anyone.’ You reassured, as he nodded, moving your skirt down. ‘..you should go to the bathroom before running to the cafeteria. Your hair is uh.. y’know.’ He said, as you blushed and nodded.

Miguel left before you, as you stood up and sighed, fixing your hair and uniform. You then looked around the classroom.

You’ll never be able to look at history classroom the same ever again.

#miguel o'hara #atsv miguel #miguel x reader #miguel o’hara smut #miguel spiderman #across the spiderverse #miguel smut #miguel spiderverse #fem reader #smut #kinktober #bully miguel o’hara #nerd reader

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chrollohearttags · 1 year

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babe! Im in love with nerd!reader cause truthfully I am the biggest nerd. but anyways plug eren with nerd reader who buys from him on the weekends cause school is stressful! what better to relieve that stress than to get high!! always calling her cute little names cause shes so sweet , rolling her blunts so she doesnt have too and , giving her discounts 😉! omg and the way she gets so shy when he finally asks her out on a date! especially because she already had a huge crush on him!!

omg this is the cutest!! 🥹🥹 I absolutely love it, thank you so much for suggesting it!

cw: black fem reader (plus size coded), mentions of drugs, pet names

!nerd (y/n) was undoubtedly the smartest girl on the campus. Best grades, sat at the head of every academic committee and helped tutor other students.

!nerd (y/n), who was bogged down with the pressures of perfection and to always success, started feeling stressed and couldn’t calm down, even if you tried.

you had tried everything from incense to meditation and nothing was working. That’s when you decided to venture out to…other options.

!nerdy little (y/n), who normally didn’t hang around his type ended up meeting eren jaeger, the notorious class plug. He pretty much supplied everyone on the campus with their daily fixes. From Xans to party with to weed for helping to calm down. Which is exactly what you wanted.

eren definitely laughed when you first approached him because you were the last person he’d expect to want to smoke. But he helped anyways.

“Little miss perfect wants to get high? This can’t be real.”

nerd (y/n), who was paranoid about getting in trouble was reassured by him that it was all good. He even came to your apartment to help get you ‘set up’ and make sure there were no adverse affects because he’d never give you something that would cause harm.

“I just need something to help me relax. I can’t even sleep anymore. Even when I have a day off.”

!nerd (y/n), after taking your first couple of hits, instantly felt calmer and more at ease.

“See, I told you.”

!nerd (y/n) now calls eren every weekend like clockwork to come drop her stuff off. Watching that hellcat pull up outside and hearing the shuffle of his slides by her door.

!nerd (y/n), who always answers the door in a big fluffy sweatshirt and little shorts covering those thick thighs, with your glasses on gets him flustered. And him doing the same with those Nike techs and hoodies on. His hair always pulled back with a nose ring on.

!nerd (y/n), who never has to worry about rolling your own blunts because he doesn’t want you worrying your pretty little head with such trivial things. He even gives you a couple pre rolls.

“Don’t worry about it, pretty girl. I got it. You just focus on studying.”

he always gives you praise! Telling you how proud he is and that you’re doing a good job.

!nerd (y/n), who lets him stay over as long as he wants, even getting high with eren because you feel safer when he’s around. (definitely let him shotgun once or twice.)

!nerd (y/n), who gets so sad when he has to go always looks forward to next weekend.

“I gotta go, angel. But I’ll see you around, I’m sure.”

!nerd (y/n) when asked how much you owe, gets laughed at and dismissed.

!nerd (y/n) who gets so nervous seeing him hover over your frame in the doorway looks down at the ground because he’s too cute to make eye contact with.

“For you, pretty girl? It’s on the house, don’t even worry about it.”

!nerd (y/n), who always ends up with extra if you give him a kiss on the cheek before he leaves.

!nerd (y/n), who’s shock to get a text from eren in the middle of the week and to meet him in the library nonetheless isn’t sure what this is about but goes anyway.

!nerd (y/n), thinking he needs help with studying is shocked when he asks you out on a date. Says that he’s had a crush on you for the longest.

“You wanna go on a date with..me?”

eren always found it adorable that for someone so smart, you were completely oblivious to advances.

“You’re so cute. Yes, if you’ll go.”

!nerd (y/n), who now has a little more to look forward to than just smoking when her plug comes around.

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onsunnyside · 1 year

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Sweet lil nerd reader that Jake Wyler seduces during a tutoring sesh 🙈

me, being my slutty self, enjoy this trope too much:

🌟 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Staring up at him with wide eyes, you slowly spread your legs and clutch the hem of your plaid skirt.

"Good girl, just a little peek."

Your gaze flickers across the library, the other tables occupied by students, their attention locked on books or laptops. You hope none of them glance over and see you—one of the top students in the college, usually so quiet and bashful, flashing your peer.

"So fucking pretty." He's nearly drooling, his pants tightening at the mere glimpse of your juicy cunt dusted with hair and your cute cotton panties pulled to the side. "You've got a really pretty pussy, sweetheart."

Your thighs clamp together and you tug his wrist, but his grip is locked on your panties. "O-Okay, you saw it. Can we continue now, please? This tutoring session is only for an hour."

It was for an anatomy course, one of the many subjects you were excelling at, which is exactly why your professor asked you to tutor Jake Wyler, the football captain.

You agreed, far too shy to say no to anything, but you didn't expect this to happen.

Jake shakes his head, his dark hair falling over his forehead. "I'm a hands-on and visual learner so I need to see everything," he prys your legs apart and firmly cups your cunt, slipping his fingers between your folds. "And touch you a little bit too, I promise I'll be gentle."

Your heart leaps out of your chest—you've never been touched by someone else, or even yourself! "J-Jake!"

"Shh, we're in a library." He's quick, removing his hand and sucking his fingers, groaning at your taste, before shoving them back down your panties. He spreads your folds, trailing down your wet slit until you gasp sharply, "There it is, this is your little button, baby. It feels good when I touch it, right?"

You're confused and caught off guard, barely formulating any thoughts apart from the muddled pleasure as he rubs your clit. At least he's slow and steady, allowing you to get used to the feeling.

"Now, for the sake of the lesson, I'll have to see what happens if I just keep touching you." His low voice fills your head, and tingles shudder through your body. "You're getting wetter, sweetie." He bets your virgin hole is creamy too, just waiting for him to stretch you open. "Making a mess in your cute panties, are you gonna soak straight through and let me keep them?"

oh my 😳

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multipassion · 8 months

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quackity x reader who is a nerd 🤭 and like they have glasses and everything. and who always have their headphones plugged in 😋!!

(YES I AM SELF PROJECTING 😾‼️)

Thanks for the request! This idea is so adorable I'm sobbing <33

Glasses

Quackity X Nerd!Reader

You sighed as you looked blankly at your computer screen, your eyes becoming numb from staring for so long. Your ears hurt from having your headphones on so long as well, but you felt immune to it.

A sigh escaped your lips when you clicked out of your tabs, leaning back in your chair and stretching. All you really wanted right now was to see your boyfriend, and it was killing you being away from him.

He was currently streaming in another room, and you could hear his faint talking and laughing from where you were. You smiled knowing he was at least enjoying himself, but that smile quickly faded when you realized that you would have to continue waiting to see him.

You sat there, trying to listen in to see if he was going to be ending any time soon, and that's when you heard it.

"Thanks for coming to the stream guys!"

Your stomach filled with excitement, knowing that those words definitely meant that he was going to be ending in a few minutes. You sat up from your chair, only for your head to be tugged back down, realizing you didn't even unplug your headphones. You took them off, and brushed out your hair with your fingers, looking at yourself on your phone camera as you did it.

Not much time later, you heard footsteps approaching the room that you were in. You smiled to yourself, anticipating him walking in. Your smile grew when he came in to greet you. "Mi amor!" He said, coming up to hug you. You hugged back, placing your head on his shoulder. Once he released you from the hug, you looked up at him and smiled again. "I was waiting for you to end stream, I'm so happy we get to spend time with each other," You told him, earning a sweet smile from him. He put his forehead to yours and you blushed. "That makes me happy- I'm glad you like spending time with me."

You felt your glasses slide down your nose, and he noticed when he pulled away. Just as you were about to adjust them, he put his finger up to your nose bridge and adjusted them. "Your glasses make you look so cute," He beamed at you, and your blush became more intense than it already was.

#passion quackity #alex quackity x reader #dsmp x reader #x reader #dsmp #qsmp #qsmp x reader #quackity x reader #quackity #alex quackity #fluff #fluff x reader #nerd reader #reader

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writer-freak · 1 year

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Jock Frank Morrison x gn Nerd reader (headcanons)

Summary: you get an assignment and your partner is the jock Frank Morrison but maybe it's gonna be okay

(I plan on writing a continuation when I have the time)

Warnings: gn reader, no fog au, jock x nerd trope, nerd and loner reader, jock Frank, headcanon format

A/n: My computer broke so I now only write on my phone so everything I'm writing for some time could have some weird formatting.

This idea came to me after talking about tropes and this is a little bit based on something that happened to me so if it seems a bit specific it's because of that.

And again like always I really appreciate likes,comments and reblogs 💙🖤💙

• You are a nerd and loner but one day you have to work with one of the biggest jocks at school

• Frank had a reputation for being with the popular and rich crowd but at the same time being one of the biggest troublemakers in town

• You were a bit scared of him just because you know how terrible it is to be bullied by the jocks because they never face consequences

• So you just hoped to never get his attention and live in the shadows

• But of course life never goes the way you want and that's why you ended up having to work with

Frank

• When your teacher said that you would need to finish an assignment with a partner in 2 and a half weeks you just hoped to get someone good to work with

• When your name was said next to Frank‘s you tensed up for a second

• You knew from other people that Frank didn't like to actually work and just shoved everything on his partner

• And that made you relax it would probably just end with him telling you to do the work and put his name on it

• He sat down next to you and you continued to look at the board but you had a hard time

• While you found it obvious that he would have no interest in listening to the teacher what you didn't expect was him staring at you

• The entire lesson he just locked at your side profile and you did your best listening and ignoring Frank‘s eyes boring into you

• The lesson finally finished and you turned to Frank who was still looking at you

• It became obvious that he wasn't planning on leaving so you swallowed hard before finally saying “I can do the assignment alone and put your name on it if you want to?"

• He was silent for a little too long and you started to worry that you offended him or something

• Then he finally answered, " we will work at your place.“

• That was not what you thought was gonna happen but you scrambled to write down your address on a piece of paper and handed it to him

• He told you he would come over later today and you couldn't get a word in before he left the room

• The rest of the day went by relatively normally but you always felt eyes on you, especially in between lessons but couldn't pinpoint where they came from

• You just hoped that the meeting with Frank later would be fine

If you made it this far I hope you have a wonderful day or night and that maybe you enjoyed my writing and you are just an awesome human being💙🖤

#frank morrison x reader #gn reader #frank morrison #x reader #dbd x reader #dbd frank #dead by daylight x reader #frank morrison headcanons #nerd reader #jock Frank #dead by daylight #the legion x reader #dbd legion #dbd

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caffieneaddictt18 · 8 months

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Outta Pocket

"As you guys leave town, you see a woman in what appears to be red silks with various blades strapped to different parts of her body, holding a man above the River of Souls. A river, which you all know, is famous for killing whoever is dropped into it." Brennan describes the scene.

"I would like to roll an Insight check." Siobhan/Maiko the Kitsune Rogue spoke, holding up her d20 die.

"Ok. Go ahead and make an Insight check for me," Brennan says.

A clattering of die on table is softly heard through the dome and Siobhan's cringe is seen. "A 3?"

"Yep. Everything seems normal. This is fine. But this is the River of Souls, and scary lady is wearing a bunch of very sharp knives, so you begin to question whether this guy is okay."

"Okay. I want to slowly approach and kind of listen in."

"Alright, make a Stealth check for me."

"A 16."

"You are hidden in trees and can only be seen if someone really tries to find you. You could hear the Kings messenger on the way out of town, of course, so he is louder than before, and you can kind of hear what the stranger is saying." Brennan narrates what conditions Maiko is in.

"'PUH-PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! THE KING OF REGALIA ONLY MEAN TO SEND YOU A MESSAGE!' The messenger is going to make another charisma-saving throw..." Brennan rolls a d20 die behind his curtain, "'You know the saying: 'Don't kill the messenger!' And he begins to relax as he is then set upon solid ground by the stranger in red."

"I turn to leave and tell everyone what is going on." Siobhan as Maiko narrates what she does now.

"Great! Now, what happens next?" Brennan looks at you.

"I want to give him this false sense of security and just brush at his shoulders, kind of like superheroes do when they dangle someone over a roof and bring them back up just to do that and then dip out, but I want to say... 'I do believe in killing the messenger. You know why? Because it sends a message.' And then push him into the River of Souls." And a small pause ensues where everyone is looking at you in shock.

"Whoa..." Emily/Anabella the Human Bard says, looking at you, then Brennan, then back at you.

"THAT IS THE HARDEST SHIT I HAVE EVER HEARD." Lou/Oswaldo the Half-Elf Cleric slaps the table while everyone just looks at you in amazement.

"Okay! Hey, Y/N! Wanna introduce your character to the party?"

"Hey guys. I'm Ivy. I am a Blood Hunter Tiefling. I was originally a mercenary for hire but now I am a wandering traveler just trying to right the wrongs of society. In the most violent way possible." You introduce yourself to the group.

What a fun beginning to a DnD campaign.

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No because why have I thought to start a campaign and use this as my opening line? Any-who, I have a LOT of drafts and a load of writers' block to get over, so I may be posting quite a few times. Have a great night! Bye!

#d20 #dimension20 #dnd #brennan lee mulligan #emily axford #lou wilson #reader #xreader #x reader #nerd reader #nerd!reader #caffies

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chocolatetheoristcloud · 2 years

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Bully Shikamaru x nerd reader

Where Shikamaru corner's you after school for snitching on him and now you have to pay the price. And along the way you some how ended up like this.

@diablo-writing

#nerd reader #shikamaru x reader #shikamaru #shikamaru x oc #shikamaru x smut #shikamaru smut #naruto #shikamaru x y/n #Bully Shikamaru #Toxic Shikamaru #dark Shikamaru #bully x reader #bully x nerd reader

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honeybearexe · 11 months

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Heyyy I’m back from the dead ☠️ 😓😂 It’s been 3 years Omg anyways look what I’m writing ✍️

#kpop #kpop writers #kpop blog #changbin x reader #jock changbin #tough love au #stray kids au #seo changbin #stray kids #stray kids changbin #nerd reader #skz #skz au #stray kids imagines

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konigsblog · 4 months

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now all i can think about is virgin, college nerd könig and he's rotting my brain away. 🧠📚

he helps you on your studies, for a small favour in return. majority of the time he writes your essays for you, in return for a sloppy, messy blowjob or a nice, tight handjob.

and you're always so eager for it, like a dumb slag! bent over on all fours underneath his desk and fucking yourself back on his hard dick while he studies.

nerd könig probably wears glasses, and you just love to tease him by taking them away, only to be punished with a hard, relentless fucking. könig will whisper beside your ear degrading things, pulling your hips down against his fat, hot, bulbous cock while you apologise profusely and breathlessly for taunting him. near tears as he brutalises you for being horrible to your boyfriend!!

nerd könig will stuff your face into a textbook and tell you to study during backshots. ploughing into your swollen, wet folds for hours because you can't answer a simple question on the pages infront of you. a wet, slick mess bent over and sobbing into the pages with the answers, unable to focus on anything other than his big dick stuffing you full!

“come on, mäuschen... you can read--look, what does that say? read it out to me, my dear-i'll help you, little one.”

#orla speaks #nerd könig #virgin nerd könig #konig x reader smut #konig x reader #konig call of duty #konig mw2 #könig call of duty #könig #könig x reader #könig mw2 #cod könig #könig fanfiction

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cheonstapes · 4 months

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miguel o’hara stars in… ‘THE SWEETER THE JUICE’ o(^-^)o

･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡. miguel o’hara x reader .｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･

SMUT

now he’s finally got you pregnant, he’s gonna do what he’s been dreaming of all these years. suck. those. tits.

same universe as this miguel.

cw; lactation kink, pregnancy, breeding kink (not really but yknow me), dry humping, titties, older nerd!miguel, they’re finally married!

800+ words

@cheonstapes : she’s back! again!

if miguel had to pick a part of your body he loved the most, it’d definitely be your tits.

if you think he was obsessed before — you don’t wanna know what goes through his head as he watches you waddle around his house, carrying his kid, sighing every time you leak through another shirt. you had forgone a bra ever since you got pregnant, saying how uncomfortable they feel against your chest — not that he was complaining.

“for fucks-sake, again?”

he was so used to hearing you say that, he already had a shirt on hand for you to change into. you were so grateful for your doting husband that you completely missed that nasty glint in his eyes you usually only see when he’s bending you over the bed and fucking you raw — luckily for him.

“here, honey. lift your arms for me.”

as you do, he pulls the shirt up — the soiled fabric catching under your swollen breasts as he wiggles it off you. “ah, shit — thanks, baby. but fuck, am i’m so tired of changing shirts every 10 minutes!” you might be tired, but miguel cannot get enough of it. he was already so fucking hard, practically salivating at the sight of your bare breasts still leaking down your heavy belly.

“maybe you should just ditch the shirts all together, love — you know i hate seeing my beautiful wife uncomfortable.” miguel’s voice was a soft whisper in your ear, lips slowly tracing down the side of your jaw to your sensitive neck — kissing the skin so tenderly. his calloused hands gently massaged the taut flesh of your tits, probing and squeezing at your nipples to let out small trickles of that sweet milk.

“migs, how many times are you gonna say that?”

“as many as it takes for you to finally listen.”

the breathy laugh you let out did little to qualm the feeling deep in his gut — he was dead serious, there was absolutely no reason for you to be in shirts all the time when you have him to take care of you whenever you needed a good milking. his hips were already sinking into to the plush of your ass that he loved oh-so-much — especially with how much fatter it got during your pregnancy.

it was almost as if he had lost control of his body, a hand landing on your waist to bend you over the counter as he mindlessly ruts into you. “dios, nena, eres tan hermosa. vas a ser la mamá más guapa, ¿verdad? mm, my pretty, little mama.” miguel never failed to turn you on to no bounds, like, you have a walking greek god as a husband — but those fucking hormones were making it unbearable.

the force at which he was pushing against you had shifted your drenched panties to the side, leaving practically nothing between you and his drooling bulge. his fingers tightened around the fat of your hips, squeezing the flesh delicious hard as his free hand flipped you over — pushing your back against the edge of the counter. “shit…been waiting to taste these all fucking day, honey.”

mindful of your growing belly, he hiked one of your legs up on his hip — craning his neck down to suck on a pert nipple. wasting no time, and at a much better angle, he continued to grind against you — his tip catching against your engorged clit. “m—migs, baby, fuck…” the way he swirled and sucked so eagerly reminded you of when you first started dating, how determined he was to knock you up before the two of you even moved in together.

the taste was so addicting, some of your milk trickling down his body — dripping onto the ground beneath you. you knew he was about to cum, hard — his eyes had rolled back, breathing in heavy pants, hands rushing to pull down the waistband of his sweats. “gonna paint my girls in my cum, love — sé una buena chica y mantenlos juntos para mí.”

“‘course, baby.” you nodded breathlessly, squishing the globes of fat together as he pumped his cock dry — head thrown back as ropes upon ropes of his hot seed coated your tits, sliding into the self-made crevice. “god, what did i do in my past life to have a wife as sexy as you, mamí?” his spent cock bobbed against his thigh as he trapped you against the counter — kissing you deeply as his wet hands reaching up to rub the cum into the skin of your breasts.

“mmph — y’know, i heard cum’s good for the skin. it, uh, helps with the blood circulation in your tits — i think we should do this more often, love.”

“migs, if you weren’t, like — a whole scientist, i might’ve believed you. if you want a titjob, just say that.”

“…i mean, you said it — not me.”

all your home shirts were promptly locked away and never to be seen again.

-new year, new waiting for cheon to get her shit together andpost!

#cheonstapes #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara headcanons #miguel smut #miguel o’hara smut #cheonstapes films!🪷#miguel ohara x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel spiderverse #miguel ohara fanfiction #miguel ohara x you #nerd miguel smut #nerd miguel

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neasoxi · 3 months

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Books and cats.

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hotyanderedaddies · 4 months

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The School Bully Loves You, Pt. 1:

Yandere Bully Forces Nerdy You to be His

[I hope you all enjoy my first semi-series on here!]

[Yandere! Bully x GN Nerd! Reader]

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Everyone at your high school knew that it was best to avoid Blake.

The upperclassman was a bully, plain and simple. He had a habit of beating people down if they dared get in his way, or even if they just looked at him in a manner he didn't appreciate.

You were on the complete opposite of the spectrum: a grade-A nerd. You were a goody two-shoes to boot, always volunteering after school and helping your fellow classmates study whenever they struggled with a subject. The captain of the Mathletes team and one of the star columnists in the school newspaper, you were the epitome of nerd.

However, even with your good nature, you avoided Blake as best as you could, fearful that you'd face his wrath and have him beat your face into a pulp. You'd heard the stories, and you'd seen enough teen movies to know that bullies and nerds do not mix, at all.

Unfortunately, one Friday morning, you walked out of the front door to your house to head towards the bus stop-- but you immediately froze when Blake was in your driveway, leaning casually against his car.

"Bl-Blake?" you coughed out in surprise. "What are you doing--"

Blake just grunted and opened up the passenger side door, gesturing at it. When you didn't make a move, his frown deepened on his face.

"Get in!" he barked, the forcefulness of his deep voice making you jump.

Afraid of making the bully even angrier, you scurried over towards the car and practically leapt inside. "Um, wh-where are we going?" you trembled as soon as Blake got in and started to drive off down the street.

Blake cocked his eyebrow at you in confusion. "School," he scoffed, as if it should've been obvious.

You wanted to ask why the school bully was driving you to school, but you were too concerned with how he placed his arm over your small shoulders in the tight confines of the car.

You were stunned silent at first, but then something popped into your head that you couldn't ignore.

"How did you know where I live?" you asked Blake, your voice small and barely audible over the loud music playing over the speakers.

"Huh?" Blake asked, turning the volume down a bit before shaking his head. "Don't worry about it."

"B-but..."

Blake turned the volume back up, effectively silencing you. You kept your lips pursed for the rest of the drive to school, anxiety seeping out of your every pore. When Blake finally parked in the parking lot, you thought about bolting as fast as you could, but your legs were like jelly.

You nearly crawled out of the car and cautiously began to walk towards the entrance when a tight visegrip swallowed your hand.

Blake interlocked his fingers with yours, giving you a sneer when you attempted to pull away. He was much stronger than you, and when you kept trying, he leaned down closer to your ear.

Thanks to his proximity, a lot of the other students began to gawk at the two of you, their eyes widening and many of them murmuring to another as they saw the school bully holding hands with the nerdiest person in class.

"You're smart," Blake smirked as he whispered in your ear, "so I need you to comprehend this: You're mine."

A cold shiver traveled down your spine, and you tried to pull away once more; but Blake was much stronger than you, and he gave you a rough tug, making you topple into him.

"That's one," Blake sneered, even holding up one of his fingers to count. "When I get to three, I'll have to punish you. So make sure you behave and be my sweet little angel, got it?"

Swallowing hard, you nodded, fearful of what was in store for you.

To be continued...

#yandere boyfriend #yandere boy #yandere daddy #yandere x reader #yandere x you #obsessive love #possessive boyfriend #yandere bully #yandere bad boy #bad boy #bad boy x nerd #nerd you #Blake #my oc #Blake the Bully

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nymphomatique · 7 months

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wanna sit on nerd miguel’s face while i use my phone to snap other guys that’s my little chair fr😔😻

this just changed the trajectory of my life in a way you cannot understand.

cw: slight d/s dynamics, sending nudes, munch miguel makes an appearance once more, bro literally FEASTS, new character yippee (v minor), brief choking (more like a neck squeeze tbh), praise, squirting LOL, miguel gets kicked out again 😔 reader catching feelings?? we may never know. semi proofread today i felt nice. this is a longer one than usual, so enjoy!

“stop fuckin’ squirming down there and eat me out properly,” you say, looking down at miguel. his eyes are hazy and hooded, his glasses somewhere on the bed, his brown eyes clear as day. you grip his head by his hair and position him to where his nose brushes above your clit, and you moan at the feeling. “l-like that, okay miguel? be good for mommy.”

miguel takes heed of your instructions and begins to lick, suck, and thrust up into your wetness, making it hard for you to maintain something relative to your composure. in the throes of miguel’s mouth work, your phone screen, next to miguel’s head, lights up with a snapchat notification from none other than the star quarterback of your school, peter parker. you bite the corner of your lip, mouth pulling up in a smile at an idea. you grab your phone and open it to snapchat, seeing peters name at the top of your snap list. you open his snap and it’s a picture of him shirtless, abs on display, his happy trail just peeking over the band of his pants. his snap is captioned with text reading ‘wyd?’

you prop your camera up, angling it enough that miguel’s face and your pussy are out of frame. miguel stops for a moment to ask what you’re doing, but before he can get a word in you speak up, “if you stop, this will be the last time i ever let you touch me. got it? keep fucking going.” and wordless, miguel does as he’s told, going back to eating you but with a new energy this time. it catches you off guard a bit, and you let out a light f-fuck in response, but you don’t let it derail you from answering peter back.

peter. you and him have had.. complicated history to say the least. since high school, the two of you ran in the same social circles, with him being on your high school football team and you, a cheerleader. a true status quo. the two of you had ended up attending the same underaged parties, hooking up and even going steady for some time, until the blonde busty thing known as gwen stacy walked into your high school in sophomore year and made her claim on your then boyfriend. you figured it out after you walked in on them under the bleachers post-game, the spot where you habitually got on your knees to congratulate peter for his win. you stayed with him after a profuse apology and intense “i’m sorry” fuck session, to your dismay, but broke up with him in the beginning of your senior year. now, you two fuck from time to time, scratching an itch when you have it.

you look back at the tease of a photo on your phone, your tits spilling out your plunge neck crop top and your abdomen cutting off right above your pubic area, your pink thong still visible coming up the sides of your hips. you feel miguel plunge his tongue into you, causing you to fall forward, steadying yourself with one hand, phone in the other. “keep this up and i’m gonna squirt on you, but i bet you’re into that huh?” you laugh out a little, miguel moaning into you in response. you try not to get distracted and caption your snap to peter ‘nothing really’ and press send.

immediately, you see that he opens it and he replies just as fast, this time the photo of him in grey sweats with a visible tent, layer out on his bed. the caption attached, ‘wanna turn your nothing to a something? ;)’ and you roll your eyes. you move to answer him with another midriff picture, but you change your mind. “hey, look at me dweeb,” you say, turning the camera so that it’s capturing the angle of miguel’s mouth on your pussy, covered in spit and your juices. he looks up and sees the camera of your phone pointed down towards him and he goes red in the face and tight lipped. “remember what i told you about stopping,” you remind him, and he maintains eye contact with the camera as he goes back to lick a strip up your pussy, from your leaking hole to your clit. you move your unoccupied hand to his face, palm to his cheek as you slowly caress him with your thumb. “that’s a good boy.”

you move your hand from his cheek, trailing softly down to his strong neck and you wrap your hand around his neck and squeeze. at the pressure he lets out a groan, his hands moving to grip your thighs tighter to his face. “fuck miguel, you’re making mommy so happy right now- ah! fuck, just like that. keep doing that, o-okay?” you moan out. he says nothing, his eyes, still maintaining contact with the camera, clouded with lust, answering for him.

you snap a picture, turned on at the lewdness of it. it’s your pussy on miguel’s face, pink panties pushed to the side as his mouth is sucking on your clit, his hands gripping the fat of your thighs, and your hand around his neck at the same time. you make quick work to save the photo and caption it ‘busy, sorry’, feeling your orgasm approach. you press send and drop your phone, ignoring the back to back buzzing, probably of peters reply to your salacious snap.

a steady heat begins to boil in the pit of your stomach, and you keen forwards, your hand leaving miguel’s neck to grip the white sheets on your bed. “i’m gonna cum, i’m gonna cum, i’m gonna-“ and with that, you feel the pleasure within you tighten then burst, like a damn breaking way, and you begin to tremble as miguel continues his work down on you. the overstimulation begins to hit you, and you feel a spurt of liquid leave your body and miguel groan and suck. “oh my god,” you heave out, “st-stop, no more.”

miguel places a final kiss to your mound as he moves to lift your limp hips for you. he feels sheepish how, his sweater and mouth drenched with your liquids. he wipes his lips and makes way to speak to your still firm on the bed. “are- are you okay?”

you say nothing, grab the nearest pillow you have, and throw it at him. miguel dodges and understands that means get the fuck out.

after collecting yourself, your body still spent and sheets still wet, you roll over on your back and grab your phone to look at what peter replied to you. you open his snap, and laugh a little at his responses.

peter 🚮

| is that fucking o’hara..?

| you’re fucking with me???

| fucking whore

| you sleep with nerds now??

you make way to reply to peter one more time, opening the camera and taking a picture of the wet bedsheets, caption it ‘nerds that can make me cum? yeah’ and unadd him after.

you finally haul yourself up to change your sheets when you see miguel’s glasses on your bed. you grab them and put them on your nightstand, feeling heat rush through your blood to your face, thinking of him and the mess he made of you.

fucking dweeb.

#the ask had me sweatin #u guys need to start writing instead of me 😭#miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara drabble #miguel atsv smut #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x you #miguel atsv #sub miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x fem!reader #you’ve got mail💌#<nerd!miguel3

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