#let James be a nerd

[lexithwrites]

Everyone thinks James Potter is a player and a cocky prick, but in reality—if you were lucky enough to get a chance to go into his bedroom—you’d see it’s covered in movie and band posters, lego figures, Minecraft and LOTR sword replicas and lightsabers, he’d only wears graphic t-shirts, and he still has all his stuffed toys from childhood. He also aggressively dances to Easy Lover by Phil Collins to hype himself up for any of his dates.

[hornyverymuch]

I love how the scene of Jim slutting himself for the mission instantly cuts to worried Spock, lmao

I remember somebody saying that Kirk is basically the bard of the group and I think it's really accurate. He uses his maxed-out charisma to whore himself all over beautiful women just to get the information he needs.

Too bad he usually leaves Spock, or anyone really, out of these plans and makes him worried. Poor pookie.

[demigodwitchdw]

When Wolverine shows up again, I want him to have an identity crisis about his hero identity, resulting in him singing a song about it, ending with "Who am I? Who am I? I'm Wolverine!"

Deadpool, is, of course, waving a torn up Canadian flag in the corner

[shrimpalbuspotter]

I'm bored, so here's a list of my favouritest harry potter ships that may or may not be in any particular order that I won't disclose

- Jeverus

- Snirius

- Snupin

- Scorbus

- Hinny

- Drastoria

- Marylily

- Dorcalene

- Rosekiller

- Princewater

- Snulciber

- Charity Burbage x Aurora Sinistra (Charora?)

- Albus x Karl Jenkins

- Prongstail

- Perciver

- Snackchaser/starbucksprince

- Rose Granger-Weasley x Polly Chapman

- Delphi Diggory x Persephone (oc I made just for her)

- Bill Weasley x Fleur Delacour

- Teddy Lupin x Victoire Weasley

-James Sirius Potter x Alice Longbottom

OK that's it and OBVS I like more than just these but... these are the ones I REALLY like. As in ilk think about them alot.

[jameslongforjimshortforgabriel]

GUYS IM FINALLY GETTING MY BRACES OFF NEXT WEEK

God is good ( @ishouldsleepbut u were right. i do, in fact, got this)

[nerds-yearbook]

Timothy Dalton's last James Bond film Licence to Kill was released on July 14, 1989. It wasn't meant to be his last film, but due to legal issues, another Bond film wasn't able to go into production until 1995 and by that time Dalton was ready to move on. For the most part, the movie took on a more series tone for the character and story keeping more to the Bond of the books as was the case of Dalton's previous film The Living Daylights. It was the first Bond film not to be titled after one of the Ian Fleming Bond books, but the story pulled from many elements from Live and Let Die and The Hildebrand Rarity. David Hedison became the first actor to play the role Felix Lieter (Live and Let Die - 1973/Licence to Kill - 1995) more than once and the only actor play the role against two different Bonds (Roger Moore and Dalton). Besides being Dalton's last film as Bond, it was also the last Bond film with Robert Brown as M and Caroline Bliss as Moneypenny, and the last Bond film worked on by writer Richard Maibaum, director John Glen, and title designer Maurice Binder. The film also featured Robert Davi (Franz Sanchez), Carey Lowell (Pam Bovier), Talisa Soto (Lupe Lamore), Anthony Zerbe (Milton Krest), Frank McRae (Sharkey), Everett McGill (Killifer), Wayne Newton (Professor Joe Butcher), Benicio Del Toro (Dario), Anthony Starke (Truman-Lodge), Desmond Llewelyn (Q), Priscilla Barnes (Della Churchill), Don Stroud (Heller), Grand L Bush (Hawkins), and Cary-Hiroyuki Tagawa (Kwang). While not the most finacially successful Bond film at the time, like On Her Majesty's Secret Service, the movie has grown in fan appreciation over time. ("Licence to Kill", Bond Film, Event)

[poneappol]

the sandman audiodrama is so good i am foaming at the mouth i am constantly zoned out while listening i do not know whats happening around me i am watching these events unfold in my imagination if you think you are talking to me you are not i am listening to the sandman

[rocknrollsalad]

fanexpo portland just let me know they've got a draft of their schedule for the show and now I'm worried no more guests are being announced. how did the show before us have MARK FUCKING HAMILL and we have........................uhhhhhhhhh............................ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....Jason Lee???

[harmon-the-horologist]

Hamilton Pulsar LED 1972

The world’s first LED/digital watch. Originally designed for Stanley Kubrick’s 1968 film “2001: A Space Odyssey”, it was shown as a prototype on The Tonight Show in 1970 and was finally released April 4th, 1972. Would put you back $2100. To put that in perspective, the median household income in America in 1972 was $11,116. (In today’s money, it’s about $13,700.)

Not exactly the same watch, but Roger Moore did wear one (Hamilton Pulsar P2) in the 1973′s James Bond film, “Live and Let Die”. This is a cool video to show how to change the time with the magnet hidden in the band clasp. (And keep in mind, it doesn’t seem like it now, but pushing the button on the side to reveal the digital time was kinda mind-blowing for the time. No pun.)

Would Mark Harmon wear it? Maybe ironically. Lol! 

[leschanceux]

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[jirsungs]

NO IDEA ☆ l.dh

pairing: loser!donghyuck x fem!reader

no idea synopsis: a story where both you and lee donghyuck seem to get what you want. he's the perfect pawn in making your ex-boyfriend jealous and the smarty pants tutor helping you pass your math class. donghyuck has it easy too, he's finally able to seek out and experience the world of dating through you, his long-devoted crush and surprisingly enthusiastic tutoring student. but then again, when meaningless tutoring sessions soon evolve into reciprocated feelings, is it really that easy?

genre: college au, nonidol au, fake dating au, social media au (includes written chapters), classmates to friends to lovers, he's a nerd & she's a popular cheerleader (you see where this is going), he fell first but she fell harder trope, kinda based off to all the boys i've loved before, fluff, crack/humor, angst, one-sided pining that turns into mutual pining

warnings: explicit language, unrealistic college partying, talks about family issues (this does NOT reflect any of the idol's families!), yuqi has an ex gf, some alcohol consumption, kys and sexual humor, bullying, hyuck and his buds are mistreated ☹️, hyunjin is a bad bf!!!, cheesy af, unrequited love, bad insults that sound like they're from the 2000s

no idea playlist: btr's no idea, taylor swift's you belong with me, the vamps + demi lovato's somebody to you, james arthur's can i be him, ariana grande's daydreamin, fitz & the tantrums' out of my league, shawn mendes' treat you better, bruno mars' just the way you are, lonely god's marlboro nights, the 1975's i'm in love with you, sam smith's like i can, arctic monkeys' wanna be yours

author's note: FIRST HYUCK SMAUU! how we feeling 😏 i needed to get this idea out of my system! plus, i love this type of trope, and haechan just fits the nerdy role 😭 I HAD TO! but happy reading :D <3

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profiles: "ncu freaks" + jeno 🤔 | gal pals & two men

intro. #manifestationiskey 🩷

ep 1. but a FAILING?

ep 2. i guess i'm her tutor

ep 3. WHY IS HE ATTRACTIVE

ep 4. COUGH y/n bag him COUGH

ep 5. i know i can treat youuu bettterr

ep 6. YNHYUCK PLOT IS FINALLY SAILING!

ep 7. bro texts with his 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 𝓪𝓵𝓹𝓱𝓪 mode on 🐺👅

ep 8. bro fumbled HARD 🤦‍♂️

ep 9. LET THE BOY LIVE!! HES IN LOVE!!

ep 10. THE HARD LAUNCH GOES CRAZY

ep 11.

ep 12.

more to come. . .!

started: 09/06/24 finished:

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[footieridiculosity]

I didn’t even watch Liverpool today (Boxing Day! Previously my fave football day of the year!), but I still have the emotional investment to be wary of signing Cody Gakpo lol

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Cary Grant (The Philadelphia Story, His Girl Friday, Bringing Up Baby, Charade)—just the peak of old-school Hollywood sexuality. The glam, the suits, the gentle wit, the acrobatics, those eyes that always looked like they knew exactly what movie they were in and were laughing at the joke...

Vincent Price (Laura, Leave Her to Heaven, House on Haunted Hill, The Masque of the Red Death)—svelte, stylish, horrifying, beautiful, wickedly funny, camp and gorgeous and evil. he was an art connoisseur who advocated passionately indigenous art, he was an actual literal gourmet cook, he was so liberal he got greylisted during the mccarthy era for being too rad, he's my favorite muppets guest of all time

This is round 4 of the bracket. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage man.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Vincent Price propaganda:

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Cary Grant propaganda:

"My Golden Age of Hollywood professor, who was very outwardly gay himself, put it this way: Even though Grant's sexuality was kind of an open secret in Hollywood, the public couldn't know in any real way. But anybody could see that there was a queerness about him, so he was casted for roles where he physically embodies his masculinity in a non-explicit but queer way. Bringing Up Baby is famous for the scene where Grant wears a frilly robe (pictured below, but what people don't always realise is that he plays kind of an awkward nerd in that movie. He's a hot awkward scientist in a grand robe!!! Hot!!! In The Philadelphia Story, one of my famous movies of all time, he plays C. K. Dexter Haven, a rich, sarcastic, supposedly abusive guy. And yet, what we see is this laid back, dandy-ish figure, who absolutely does not feel threatened when a woman he supposedly loves (Katharine Hepburn) starts having feelings for, and hooks up with another guy (James Stewart). He lets a drunk Stewart into his office and helps him get his job back! Obviously that is the script and not the actor, but the whole film, and that scene in particular, shows him having this very queer attitude of openness toward Hepburn and Stewart, which is only amplified by the casting of Grant and his portrayal of the character. Anyway, this is not an essay arguing for The Philadelphia Story to be considered a queer film, all I will say is: he's super hot in it."

The link to the above mentioned frilly robe scene from Bringing Up Baby: "I just went gay all of a sudden!"

last minute cary grant propaganda: the last few paragraphs of that new vanity fair article about him and randolph scott that just came out 2 days ago on cary's birthday where he calls it "gravity collapse" and "love at first sight" and says their souls touched and and and i'm actually sharing this mostly because it makes me emotional but also because a vote for archibald is a vote for love. this is my message. apologies for sounding mildly insane.

[bodyhopper-files]

Wrestling with my roommate.

My roommate stood in front of me, his once scrawny frame now bulging with muscles. He had been transformed into an exact duplicate of Preston James, the star wrestler at our college, thanks to my magical abilities. I couldn't contain my excitement as I handed him a tight red singlet to try on and show off his transformation.

"Are you sure this looks okay on me?" he asked hesitantly, still not fully comfortable in his new body.

"Bro, it looks perfect!" I exclaimed, slipping into the persona of Jordan Ridge, another hot jock from our wrestling team who I had transformed myself into. I'd dressed myself up in a bright blue singlet, and my muscles were bursting out of it, ready to be put to the test. "Let's wrestle!"

In no time, we were grappling with each other, utilizing the skills of Preston and Jordan while also giving into our nerdy gay desires. It was an intense battle for dominance between two nerds in the bodies of campus' hottest stud jocks.

As we fought, our muscles pumped up and we began to sweat through our singlets, filling the room with the scent of a locker room. Finally, I pinned my exhausted roommate down.

"You still don't think you look good in that singlet?" I panted, breathing heavily.

"No bro, I love wearing this," he said with a smile, collapsed in my arms. While he may have been talking about the singlet itself, I knew he also meant how much he loved wearing Preston's jock body.

"We can be these two studs whenever we want!" I enticed him before going in for another round. This time, when I pinned him down, I was going to fully indulge in all my fantasies and fuck him like a true college wrestling stud.

----- ----- ----- Original story and AI Illustration by @bodyhopper-files

[hoshifighting]

— Synopsis: Nerd!Jeonghan finds himself desperate when one of the jocks takes his cell phone form his hands, the cell phone that is open to your conversation, afraid that the jock will expose your privacy. Jeonghan, the good boy, ended up at the principal's office. — WARNINGS: The jocks are bullies, suggestive content, nudes. — This is a part 3 of Nerd!Jeonghan – Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

Ever since you and Jeonghan had sex, things had changed between you two, but in a good way. He was more confident, sending you more messages, and taking the initiative to talk to you. During class, he'd often text you after finishing his work, and you'd share secret glances, especially when the messages were funny.

Today, you were texting him after your P.E. class while he was in the middle of his lesson, eyes glued to his phone. Out of nowhere, a hand grabbed his phone. It was one of the jocks—again.

Jeonghan's heart raced, especially because the phone was open to your contact. He didn’t want the guy to invade your privacy, especially considering the intimate photos you sent him sometimes.

“Why so worried, Jeonghan? Did Y/n send you something I shouldn’t see?” the jock sneered, dodging Jeonghan’s attempts to reclaim his phone.

The more the jock scrolled, the more Jeonghan’s anxiety grew. He began reading out loud one of the compromising messages: "Can't wait to see you tonight, my love, I was thinking about you all day and—"

Before he could finish, Jeonghan’s fist collided with the jock’s face, making him stumble back in shock. The class went silent, everyone’s eyes on them. Jeonghan grabbed his phone from the jock’s loosened grip and bolted out of the classroom into the hallway. The jock, now fuming with anger, chased after him.

When you left the locker room, you noticed a commotion. Jeonghan’s name was on everyone’s lips, and that made you worry. His name wasn't often mentioned, so if it was now, something serious must have happened.

You began searching for him around the school, your anxiety growing with each passing minute. Just then, your phone buzzed with a message from Jeonghan: I’m in the principal’s office.

You opened the door to the principal's office and stepped inside. The principal glanced up at you, her expression stern. James and Jeonghan sat in front of her, and to your surprise, Mina, one of your friends, was also there.

"What happened?" you asked, looking at the principal.

Before Jeonghan could speak, the principal explained, "Jeonghan punched James during class. It was quite a disturbance."

You were shocked. "Jeonghan punched someone?"

Mina chimed in, "He punched James because he was reading out loud from Jeonghan’s phone. He was invading his privacy and being a complete jerk about it."

You turned to the principal, concern etched on your face. "You're not giving Jeonghan a suspension, right? This would go on his college record."

The principal sighed. "I was going to, but Mina showed me a video she recorded of the whole incident. It clearly shows James provoking Jeonghan. So, Jeonghan is released."

James stood up, but the principal quickly added, "No, James, you stay. We need to discuss your behavior."

As you all left the office, you turned to Mina, gratitude evident in your eyes. "Thank you so much, Mina."

"No problem," she said with a smile before heading off, leaving you and Jeonghan alone in the now empty hallway.

Without saying a word, you hugged Jeonghan tightly. He hugged you back, his embrace comforting and warm. As you started walking home together, you finally broke the silence.

"I can't believe you punched him," you said, a mix of amusement and disbelief in your voice.

Jeonghan chuckled softly. "I couldn't let him keep reading our messages out loud. He was invading our privacy, and I just… reacted."

"You did the right thing," you assured him, squeezing his hand. "But I'm glad Mina had that video. A suspension would have been terrible."

"And those photos..." Jeonghan began, his voice a bit shy. "They're only mine to see." He avoided looking directly at you, his cheeks tinged with a light blush.

You couldn't help but smile at him, feeling a warm flutter in your chest. You gave his shoulder a playful bump with yours. "Of course, Jeonghan. Those photos are just for you."

Jeonghan let out a small sigh of relief. "It feels good to hear that. I never thought I'd actually punch someone, though."

As you continued walking, the conversation turned lighter, and you both talked about your plans for the weekend, upcoming assignments, and your favorite shows. The atmosphere was easy and comfortable, a stark contrast to the earlier chaos.

When you finally reached your house, you paused at the doorstep, turning to face him. "Do you want to come in for a bit? Maybe we can watch something or just hang out."

Jeonghan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, his eyes lighting up. "Yeah, I'd like that."

You opened the door and led him inside, the familiar surroundings of your home bringing a sense of comfort. As you both settled onto the couch, you leaned in close, feeling the warmth of his body next to yours. The TV played softly in the background, but your focus was entirely on each other.

As you both sat on the couch, the soft glow of the TV casting a warm light, you noticed Jeonghan glancing at you with a curious expression.

"Why are you spacing out?" he asked, his voice gentle but inquisitive.

You should say it? Should you say, that after the worry passed, the simple fact that Jeonghan went so far –as to punch someone because of you–, made you ten times more attracted to him? Was it a good situation to feel that way? Definitely not.

But you can't forget the scene you saw on Mina's cell phone, a confident Jeonghan punching someone in the face, risking everything, afraid that someone would see the risky nudes you send him.

You bit your lip, feeling a flush of heat rise to your cheeks. "It's just… seeing you punch James was very… hot."

Jeonghan scoffed, a playful smirk forming on his lips. "Hot? Really?"

You sulked, playfully pushing his shoulder. "Don't judge me."

He leaned in closer, his smirk turning into a soft smile. "I'm not judging you," he whispered, his breath warm against your skin.

You met his gaze, your heart pounding in your chest. You leaned in, your lips brushing against his ear as you whispered, "You standing up for yourself like that, so confident and strong… it was really sexy. Made me want you even more."

Jeonghan took a sharp breath, his eyes widening slightly.

"Jeonghan..."

"Hm?"

"I'm wet."

[moonstruckme]

My stomach hurts so bad!! I feel so sick Bb do u think u could write a fic with James or Steve with a super sick gf???

I'm sorry about your stomach babe! Hopefully you're feeling much better by now, thank you for requesting

cw: food poisoning (no vom or anything, just mentioned)

Steve Harrington x fem!reader ♡ 615 words

You whine, curling in on yourself like you can squash your insides into numbness. “I feel so gross,” you whine. 

“You are pretty gross,” Steve replies, knuckles running up and down your arm. 

You look up at him from where your head rests on his lap, appalled. “You’re not supposed to agree with me!” 

“What?” Your boyfriend gives you a disbelieving look. “I didn’t say you were hideous, but you are definitely grosser than usual. Like, if we’re taking you on your best day, this is at least thirty percent more gross than that. I can’t agree with that?” 

“No!”

“In that case, I think you’re delirious with fever, babe. I never said anything about you being gross.” 

Despite yourself, a reluctant little chuckle puffs out of you. Steve grins. 

“Even if you were gross,” he drags his palm down the length of your back, letting it curve over your hip to your thigh before starting back in the other direction, “you’d still be way hotter than anyone else I’ve ever seen. It’s only fair that you get gross every now and then. You know, to make everyone else feel better.” 

“I don’t think everyone else is that worried about it,” you say. 

“That’s where I think you’re wrong. Think about it: we eat at the same place we go to all the time, and only you get food poisoning? That’s not chance, that is a planned attack.” 

You look up at him amusedly. “You think this was an assassination attempt?” 

“I mean, without the killing part, probably, but yeah.” 

You hum, settling back in on his lap. “You’re starting to sound like your nerd friends.” 

Steve’s mouth drops open playfully. “I am not! And anyway, if you tune out Wheeler’s brother, sometimes they’re making some good points.” 

You start to smile just before another cramp seizes your middle, rolling through you with a wave of nausea. Steve’s grip on you tightens as your eyes screw shut. 

“Shit.” He sounds part sympathetic and part like he might be in pain himself, one hand worming underneath your arms to rub at your stomach. “I’m sorry, baby. I know it sucks. All we can do is ride it out, and it should be gone by morning.” 

You make a small, distressed sound. “We don’t even know if it’s food poisoning.” 

“Nah, it is.” 

Steve’s massaging helps, and gradually the pain lessens. You take deep breaths until you can think clearly again. 

“How are you so sure?” you ask him. 

He shrugs. “It’s just the only thing that makes sense. You’re just getting whatever it was out of your system. You’ll be good as new soon, just you wait.” 

You shoot him a dubious look. “What, you think you’re a doctor now?” 

“No, but I kinda look like I could play one on TV, right?” At your bewildered silence, Steve goes on, his hand still moving gently over your stomach. “I’m just saying, have you ever seen those soap operas in the hospitals? If they came out to Hawkins to do their casting calls, I’d be snatched up in a hot second, babe.” 

You study him. Steve is undeniably handsome, this isn’t new information. He has a firm brow paired with sweetheart eyes and mussable hair, plus a classical sort of bone structure that’s humanized by the odd blemish or mole. Nice skin and a nicer smile. Good hands, too, one of which is currently caressing your hurting stomach while the other plays with the ends of your hair. 

“Nope,” you say, completely lovestruck. “I don’t see it.”

“That’s okay.” Steve gives the pudge of your stomach a gentle squeeze. “It’s just the fever getting to you again.”