#nerdy men x reader

[eternallyniah]

Me feeling like Bella every night chossing which man I want to read hard smut about.

[moonlight-ee]

That’s America’s ass!

[nerdgirlbutinpink]

men who are superhero’s but not sure how to be actually be superhero’s >>>>>>>>

or just nerdy men who have no social skills and have muscles??

but still i would get my freak on with them 🫦🫦

[jaylavrainydays]

𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 cw: g!p, orgasms, pet name(baby), forced kiss, making out, fingering, moaning, missionary, aftercare.

men dni — minors dni.

you’ve always been known as the rich and popular girl at school, who almost all of the boys would fangirl over— maybe even a couple girls.

recently your mom has been bugging you about getting a tutor to get your grades up. you refused repeatedly and told your mom you’d try harder— but she clearly didn’t believe you.

one day, while you were sitting at the dining table playing on your phone and waiting for your mom to finish cooking, the door bell rang. “y/n, go get that!” your mom said— you rolled your eyes at her but did as you were told.

you walked to the front door, opening it. you saw one of your classmates— daniela. she was a total loser and had no friends. but goddamn, she was smart as fuck.

daniela was holding a few textbooks in her arms, her glasses sitting perfectly on her face but she still had the audacity to push them up.

“uhm— i’m here to tutor you.” she said, her voice sounding like she was scared of you, but she was just shy. or maybe she was scared of you, who knows?

“i didn’t hire a tutor.” you said, laughing with little humor before starting to shut the door, but you were stopped by your mom who pulled the door open.

“i hired her.” your mom said, crossing her arms in front of you. “but mom, you’re a grown adult?” you snickered but your mom didn’t find it funny.

“she’s for you, y/n. go sit at the table and get to work.” your mom said, you were speechless. how could you mom go and do this behind your back?

your mom invited daniela in, you didn’t argue with your mom because you didn’t want to get grounded— after all, you had just gotten ungrounded for arguing with your mom.

you were dressed in a loose white graphic t-shirt over a black strappy tank top, paired with dark denim shorts.

of course, you would’ve dressed more differently if you were expecting a guest. but you weren’t at all. but you didn’t really care— it was daniela; the loser.

you sat at the table and daniela sat down next to you, setting down the textbooks. “y/n, i’m sorry for not telling you i was going to be tutoring you..” daniela whispered so your mom wouldn’t hear.

“i don’t really care— let’s just get on with it.” you said, waving your hands in the air then opening one of the textbooks.

daniela was explaining a question to you, but your eyes started to linger on her thighs. her skirt was shirt so it was slightly folded over since she was sitting down.

you bit your lip, finding the view attractive. then you looked up at daniela. finding her quite attractive as well. you bit your lip.

daniela then caught you staring, she cleared her throat to catch your attention again. you looked up at daniela then grabbed her hand.

“mom, we’re going to work in my room.” you said, daniela looked at you confused but didn’t protest.

you made it to your room and she set down the textbooks on your desk. “so— why did we come in here, y/n?”

she asked, but before she could even blink again, you pushed her down on your bed, laying on top of her.

you started to make out with her, she put her hands on your shoulders, about to push you off but you pulled away yourself.

“please, daniela.” you said, looking at her, your lips wet from the contact of hers. daniela nodded then pulled you against her, your lips meeting again.

the kiss was deep and wet, it was like you were in heaven. it was way better than any other boys. you could taste her cherry lip gloss against your lips, turning you on even more.

you kept moaning against her lips, trying to contain yourself so your mom wouldn’t here, but daniela’s lips were too fucking good to not.

your hand reaches to daniela’s skirt— but you feel something.. off?

you look up at her, daniela swallowing her spit hard. “daniela, what is this?” you say your hand not leaving her ‘pussy’.

daniela’s face is as red as a strawberry at this point, you can tell she’s really embarrassed.

“it’s okay, baby.” you say, understanding. you slip her skirt off slowly, seeing her dick. you bite your lip, it was so fucking attractive.

daniela pulled you against her then flipped you over. “y/n, i can’t control myself— you’re so fucking hot.” daniela said, kissing you again

she started to pull down your shorts then take of your shirt. you were already getting wet.

daniela then caressed her hand all the way down your body. her long slender fingers rubbing over your folds. moans escaping your lips.

daniela knew your mom was home, so she put her hands over your mouth— making sure you don’t get caught.

her fingers then slipped into your pussy, you almost screamed against her hand. she pumped her fingers in and out of your pussy, your legs starting to tremble.

“daniela..i’m gonna— fuck.” you said into her hand before you let yourself go, releasing all over her fingers. daniela smirked and licked her fingers clean.

daniela then started to stroke herself before putting her dick against your pussy slowly slipping it in. you moaned loudly but faintly against her hand again.

daniela started to pump her dick in and out of your pussy slowly, before increasing her speed. your hands landed on her shoulders your eyes rolling back into your skull, you never expected daniela to be like this.

your legs started to shake again, your body trembling.

you then came again, but daniela kept going— your legs were trembling and you felt a tear fall from your eye.

“fuck—“ daniela said then pulled out, stroking herself then cuming on your stomach, biting her lip as she watched her release cover your stomach.

daniela then pulled you into a hug, your body still trembling. she then turned over, having you lay on top of her, her hand running through your hair gently.

“i love you.” daniela; the loser, said.

[tay-00]

OMGGGGG CHARLIE IN THIS EPISODE 😫😫😫😫😫 I LOVE THAT MAN

[pepperpixel]

Initial drawings of that old man… I literally, I haven’t finished reading the book of bill yet!!! I had to stop and take a break for a week to feverishly draw fanart of myself petting fords floofy hair and giving him attention and shit…!!!! The urge was too great….!! I’ve literally. I had a crush on this guy the instant he was first REVEALED in the show, but I did not have the artistic prowess to draw good looking old men back then… but I do now… thank god… thank fucking god

[berryliciouspie]

how did i fumble a 6ft nerdy boy who listened to EVERYTHING i said and blushed while i literally just SPOKE and called gave me princess treatment 24/7 a total hunk sexy specimen and was submissive.........

if you think ur suffering just think back to me and smile knowing ur not THIS FUCKING STUPID AHUUGUHH

tumblr laugh at me i need to realize the severity of the fumble.

[randofics]

[wake-me-up-inside-imagines]

Accidental confessions

In which the boys accidently confess to you over text!

Ocs x reader

Featuring: Leo Myers, Rain Cantrell, Micah King

Gn! Reader for Micah and Leo, Male! reader for Rain

Warnings: Hanging joke in Leo's section, anxiety in Leo's section, mentions of partying in Rain's section

Divider credit goes to @bernardsbendystraws

Leo Myers: (I realized I didn't adjust the time on his texts so just pretend it says 2:00 AM)

Rain Cantrell:

Micah King:

[timwhore]

while i'm cooking up two full blown fics (my logan x reader and an alex summers x reader one), hear me out on mutant!Reader whose mutation is invisibility ! i've been daydreaming for a while about being in the xmen universe and having for mutation invisibility so i'll share the ideas it gave me!

Your (reader's) mutation is invisibility, but it's not just, becoming invisible whenever you want. For starters, you can choose to make yourself invisible to any and every one, or only to a few select people - or vice versa, making yourself visible to only certain people. And you can use your power on others ! You can make others people invisible, but while doing so, you can't make yourself invisible (well depend - if you train enough, you can probably pull it off) - but making someone else invisible takes way more energy than just yourself.

Of course, the downside of your mutation in itself only work on the body - not the clothes. Well, the only clothes that become invisible with you is your x-men suit (if you are apart of them).

I like the idea of being always invisible ? Maybe reader is insecure, maybe they just prefer to not being seen ! There is a few occasion where you have to make yourself visible, but they aren't the frequent. I'd like to think that most people around you, don't mind it that much ? Some ( like Scott, Jean, Jubilee, Kurt, ect ... ) probably will never have seen you and they are just used to you being, invisible. They could be more shocked to see you visible than anything.

I think the first time the mutation appeared, when you were a young teen, you were suck being invisible for a week straight and stayed cooped up in your bedroom for a few days until you had to get out of it because of your parents, and they fully lost it as why their kid was ... not visible anyone. They probably contacted Xavier themselves after researching online, what the hell was happening and stumbled onto articles talking about mutants and mentioning his school. They decided to contact him to ask if, what was happening to you, was possibly due to a mutation. And after that, you got send to his school. ( this is if your parents are ... good parents, with bad / worst one this could go so many different way )

[megumisloverr]

shitpost.

i love nerdy submissive men. i love submissive nerdy men. i love nerdy submissive men. i love nerdy submissive men. i love nerdy submissive men. i ❤️ nerdy submissive men.

[borderlineex]

₊˚⊹౨ late night flirting ৎ ₊˚⊹

sam winchester x reader

a/n: i'll be posting nearly all of my drafts one by one so there might be a slight spam !! (might be a bit suggestive? idk)

The bunker was quiet, too quiet for 11:47 PM. Dean had passed out hours ago, and Cas had long since disappeared to who-knows-where. You were curled on the couch in the library with a well-worn book half open in your lap, the words blurring together thanks to your traitorous eyelids. And then there was Sam.

He was still at the long wooden table, hunched over a laptop, hair falling into his eyes as he scrolled through lore. His flannel sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and you pretended not to notice the way the light glinted off his forearms.

“You should go to bed,” he murmured suddenly, eyes still on the screen.

You smirked. “You should take your own advice.”

Sam looked over his laptop, that half-smile playing on his lips. “I’m working.”

“And I’m providing moral support,” you shot back, stretching like a cat. His gaze flickered down, just for a second, but you caught it. You always caught it.

“You’re distracting,” he said softly, almost to himself.

“Is that so?” you said, pretending to sound scandalized, even as you closed your book and stood. Slowly. Deliberately. “What would you do if I really tried to distract you?”

Sam leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable but his eyes suddenly darker. “Depends. Are you trying now?”

You sauntered over, heart thudding but voice light. “Would it be such a bad thing if I was?”

He looked up at you from his chair, and you felt your breath hitch. That gaze? Pure honey and heat. “You know,” he said, voice low and thick, “there are more effective ways to keep me up than reciting Latin translations.”

You felt your face flush, but you didn’t look away. Instead, you leaned down, hands on the table, putting you at his eye level. “That so, Winchester?”

His hand came to rest lightly on your waist—barely touching, but very much there. “You keep looking at me like that, I might forget how to read.”

“Good,” you whispered. “Then maybe you’ll finally take a break.”

He stood slowly, close enough to feel the heat rolling off him. “Is this the break you’re offering?”

You grinned. “You’ll have to follow me and find out.”

Sam chuckled low in his throat. “Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

He leaned down, lips brushing your ear. “You’re trouble.”

You bit your lip. “And you love it.”

[boom-butterflyeffect]

𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 | 𝟏𝟗 | 𝐇𝐞/𝐇𝐢𝐦 | 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐫 | 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 | 𝐒𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐞 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞.

This is an 18+ blog because there is smut being written here so please DNI if you are underage.

Hey, my name is Ethan and I write stupid shit!

The things I'm gonna be writing for will mostly be:

⠀⠀⠀- Until Dawn

⠀⠀⠀- Deadpool & Wolverine

⠀⠀⠀- Nerdy Prudes Must Die

⠀⠀⠀- OCs and Original Stories

My inbox is open and you are more than welcome to submit a request, but please remember that I have college and work so I don't update super often. I also may decline a request if it contains themes or ideas that I do not enjoy writing, or if I do not have enough information to write it accurately.

Off the top of my head, the things I can think of that I would prefer not to write about include:

⠀⠀⠀- SA, DV, ab*se, p*dophilia, or similar themes

⠀⠀⠀- Pregnancy

⠀⠀⠀- Heavy angst with no comfort

⠀⠀⠀- Incest, stepcest, ageplay, any shit like that ⠀⠀⠀is a solid no

⠀⠀⠀- I will not write fanfiction about real people

I mostly write smut because I'm a freak but am open to other genres too! I also love horror writing. I write for both male and female readers.

Inbox messages do not need to be requests, feel free to just ask questions, talk to me, I love to fucking yap so once you start that, it becomes a whole thing. Share theories, or ideas, or just whatever the fuck you like! I promise I do not bite, unless I do, you'll never know.

[celenawrites]

having thoughts about having an affair with your cybersecurity professor ghost

[twinkling-moonlillie]

Ethan Landry Ramblings 🔪

A/N: I am currently working on reviving the Ethan Landry fandom teehee. Lemme know what you guys think! Comments and reblogs are always appreciated!

Warnings: Mentions of murder and questionable family dynamics.

What if Ethan Landry wasn't a complete psychopath who was fully okay with murdering a bunch of peers?

What if, instead of being a full villain, he is just trying to fill in the shoes of his former brother?

Although there is almost nothing in Scream 6 that suggests this, I think it would be an interesting take and thing to explore (especially in fanfic wink wink).

What if his mother died young, so he was mostly raised by his dad and his older brother, Richie. Quinn is also present (I don't know what to write for her lmao). His father and sister don’t really understand his interests (nerdy stuff) and the only person that he could connect with was his brother. Perhaps Richie, once he starts becoming obsessed with STAB movies and trying to recreate them, Ethan feels their bond slipping. He then loses his brother when he tries to recreate the movie…and then his family wants revenge against the people who killed him by using the same Ghostface moniker.

Ethan is conflicted to go along with them, he desires to be in the good graces of his family, of living on in Richie’s memory, but he can’t help but secretly feel a little disdain towards the thing that originally took away his brother.

When he officially lost his best friend, he was so upset and he used those emotions to fuel going along with his dad's plans. He thought he was angry with those who killed him when in reality he was just angry with how Richies obsession took him away. 

What if, just like any other person, Ethan desires to be accepted and loved...something his family does not give him enough of. So he goes on with the plan, trying to fill the shoes of Richie...even if those shoes weren't his to fill in the first place.

Or he can just be a hot, nerdy, psychopathy 🤭

[xcherryerim]