#nerd boy

[nemesyaaa]

pairing : nerd!bf!pope heyward x cute!gf!reader

warnings/infos : fluff and bittersweet angst, no smut actually but mentions of suggestive content.

highschool sweetheart trope. teenagers in love vibes.

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ sweetheart highschool boyfriend trope with pope heyward headcanons !

ღˊˎ your nerdy boyfriend pope was the one to always support you, more than your own parents and whole family. your academic weapon boy loved to covered your empty locker with full multi-colors post-it with motivation quotes.

ᰔᩚ “ i believe in you, pretty girl like you who never lose.”

ᰔᩚ “ the only thing so hard is the pressure you put on yourself when you think you can success this whole exam but i know how smart you are. and everytime in your late night session you show me how smarty you are, it make me more and more in love with you.”

ᰔᩚ “ if you want this ice cream so bad, you know what to do ;) “

ᰔᩚ “ you know what is bigger than your ass ? your fat thick brain. make me cum so bad everytime.“ (jj forced him to write this tho.)

ᰔᩚ “ but it's okay if you fail sweetheart, i'm here for you. but don't pout if i'm getting more strict in your study lesson. i just want to help you, how bad i will be to let my girl lose like that and don't win after ??”

ღˊˎ- every time you had a class, and he finished before you, he would wait against the wall. probably, playing video games on his console. jj keeping him company.

➸ btw if you're in an exam, that fucking smart brain is going to climb on jj's shoulders to reach the high window of the classroom and looked after you.

ღˊˎ- you and your genius boyfriend loved hanging out in the big library of the school. you helped him with his research, and you liked it when he taught you things. you loved the fact that he was so intelligent, and that he had passions to share with you.

meanwhile, you watched him speak, your eyes on his lips. and he will ended up kissing you. his soft mouth against yours. short’n lazily kisses.

ᰔᩚ pope was the type of boyfriend to kissed you while softly caressing your neck, getting his hands on your sensitive skin by his touch, his tongue pressed yours, light string of saliva covered your lips. such a fine loser boy.

➸ you were in love with his starry eyes. especially when they looked at you, and chased after you. you know, they cared.

"keep focus, sugar. we're not done yet.”

“ too bad, your smart brain actually turn me on.”

“ maybe i can help you with that ? “

“ oh yes, just continue to telling me some facts with this so serious face. don't stop using your brain but start to use your fingers, let them play with something better than your console.“

“ sorry ma’am but nothing is better than my conso…”

you rolled your eyes. and smiled. because you knew that he telling you the truth. you made him shut up by taking his console.

“ you need to make me cum, and i will give your console back. do you think you can do that, nerdy boy ? ”

“ be prepare to squirt, because is there is one thing here that nerdy boys are the most good at is clearly playing with their toys. so may i give you five orgasms ? “

ღˊˎ he walked you home, taking the bus with you. you were sitting next to each other. each of you had an earphones in your ear. you shared new playlists, and you loved going to a music store and collecting old vinyl with him.

he putted the music headphones on your small head, and you murmured a song that he tried to guess by the movement of your lips.

ღ ˊˎ pope was a pogue. he was not rich. but he will do his best to spoil you. but above all, he's a nerd, he's not obsessed with money. like everyone else he feels the desire to be rich but he is happy with what he has.

for him, it's more important to teach you new things, to spend time on the internet with you, or to play a game while you sit on his lap.

“ man, i can hear your boner.” say jj because pope and him were always together. sometimes, the blonde one came at your house without your consent, and his excuses was “ it's just for a game, i will not sleep here. “

"she's my girlfriend, she sits on my lap and plays like a goddess, of course i have a boner. but why my bestfriend have one?”

“ excuse me for getting a boner when my character is literally a woman with big tits jiggling all over the place, barely covered and in armor. and fights like a fucking soldier.”

“ you two are really….”

ღˊˎ you loved as much as you hated when pope helped you study. because he was so strict. he wasn't the type of boyfriend who was going to get distracted and fuck you because you couldn't think clearly and made him waste our time.

no he was the type of boyfriend to tell you "yes, we've been at this for hours but you can add three more hours since we're still at the beginning of the exercise.”

“ can we take a break ? “

“ i already gave you by let you procrastinate while i'm asking you these answers. “

“ ….pope ! “

“ no no, you can be dumb as you want with your idgaf teachers but not with me. if i'm asking for your answers, i will get it. you can take your time, i don't care. “

“ you're so mean. “

“ because i care of your results ? because i care about your future ? fine, i like being that mean so. “

you gave him a death stare.

“ you better change this look before i get far worse than you could have imagined. “

you pouted, even though it didn’t change anything.

“i don’t want to sound rude but if jj can do it, anyone can do it.”

“ the fact is i don't know who you insult the most jj or me….”

“ listen, i know how smart you are, like i know this brain is the most unique thing i've ever seen. use it, i'm already proud of you, but you just need to show me a little of your incredible intelligence. and not only me, to everyone. “

you started to think more and more, and ended up to work harder to gave him the answers.

ღˊˎ pope was the type of boyfriend to give you handmade jewelry. especially bracelets. and every time you wore them, he was so happy.

he was also the type to watch the sunset on the high school bleachers or on the beach sand for hours with you, his precious girlfriend.

when night fell and he didn't wanted to going home, he would teach you how to surf.

ღ ˊˎ pope loved it when you wore his clothes, mostly his summer shirts and especially when you wore nothing underneath. he was a shy nerd so he would never admit how much he loved watching your freely nipples, slapped by the fresh wind.

you appreciated taking a nap on his chest for hours and hours in the bed of your room, while he's playing with his console, and with his other hand, cuddle you a little. sometimes, he randomly talked, making your ears so soft to his calm asmr voice, while he told you about the games he actually played, geeking about the fantasy core that you were clearly not aware of.

ღˊˎ he was your first love and you had your first time with him. was the same for him, you were the first girl he loved, and it was crazy for him how you made him so dumb when he was so smart.

ღˊˎ he loved complimenting you, telling you how beautiful you were, but also how smart and brilliant you were. that you were more than what people saw or thought about you.

ღ ˊˎ he liked how precious your moments were, how time lasted so long with you.

ღˊˎ you had filled your bedroom wall with your first words sharing together, with things you loved about each other, with photos of our dates. you don't want to forget anything. him neither.

ღ ˊˎ you were so cute with him and always stuck together.

ღ ˊˎ you thought it was going to last a long time, forever and for life. you were teenagers in love, filled with hard feelings, young matters, academic pressure.

ღˊˎ but today, back in the present, you were wondering what happened to your high school sweetheart, was he married, was his wife as nice as you, did he have children, did they look like him, did he have a big house, did he have the one you dreamed of when you were teenagers, was he as happy as he was with you, was he still a pogue or had he changed his future? did he still think about you when you can't get him out of your mind ? did he hear your late night thoughts screaming his name ?

ღ ˊˎ you went back to high school. but he was no longer there. you were no longer young, nor in love. you were adults and married. in the same life that you thought you shared.

ღˊˎ when you tried to contact him by phone but another woman answered the phone to tell you that her husband wasn't there. you understood, understood that you had become a simple memory. and him, the hardest ghost to find.

ღ ˊˎ he was your high school sweetheart, such a smart nerd and such an interesting person. it was certain that he had succeeded in life.

ღ ˊˎ you tried to call him one last time. “you were wrong, i’m not that smart.”

and you burst into tears when you heard his breathing and alive voice.

“ congratulations, pope heyward. was the life you cherished for. “

[moodmagicgirl]

Big Digimon fan 🕹️🍰

[sugarverse]

riding your sub ex!bf!

requested by: @e2nvy

word count: 1k !

“You're wearin’ me out, can't you do some work?” your ex boyfriend teased, whispering into your ear as you whine softly. He smiled, slowly letting your legs down from his shoulders. your thighs felt like mush and you were almost positive the indent of his dick was now andforever carved into your insides. of course now's the time he wants you to get on top. 

“I hate your guts..” you mumble, feeling him slowly pull out and lay down with a soft laugh. you sit up, climbing over him and straddling his waist. its not like you actually minded, but you did feel your thighs start to ache. you leaned forward, kissing his forehead before sinking down onto him. pretty eyes fluttering as they watched you sit your hips down completely against his own.

His back rose off of the sheets, biting his bottom lip for a moment before speaking up. “you don't hate when I'm in yours..” he laughed breathlessly, watching you mock him and roll your eyes. before you could move again, he taps your thigh, causing you to stop before your hips could meet his a second time.  “be careful I'm sensitive..”

“you never care when ‘m sensitive.. you think shits sweet and move deeper..” you say, moving up until just his tip was inside. you slammed down, moaning softly and staring down at him to watch his demeanor change. his breathing changed, eyes shutting as he spoke up.

“you like when I d..do that.. he gasped, hips moving upwards, causing you to lose some of your balance. He bit his lip, moving his hands to rest on your waist. “c'mon be s..slow..”

“slow?” you laugh, beginning to rock back and forth against his cock. his eyes open slowly, rolling back and squeezing the fat your sides. his back arched off of the bed just for his chest to be pushed down by your soft hands. “you know you can take it, can't you handsome?”

he whimpered, squeezing you just a bit tighter before his hips slowly went back to resting against the couch. he hesitated, nodding slowly. he stared at your lips, then up into your eyes with a more consistent nod. he couldn’t stop staring at your pretty lips.. your eyelashes.. the way your face twisted in pleasure. those alone could make him cum. you notice the lust in his eyes, giggling and taking your shirt off.

oh. this was gonna be fun.

suddenly, all of your energy felt like it was back and the ache in your thighs seemed to leave. you didn't give him but a second before moving up and slamming your hips back down against his. he went to cover his mouth, moaning behind a hand that was just pinning your wrists down less than an hour ago. 

you rock your hips back and forth slowly, rutting your clit against him as you leaned into his ear. “Let me hear you, honey..” you were breathless, moaning in his ear and causing his head to spin. it was more of a demand, and he understood that. moving his hand, going to set his hands onto your waist once more. 

his eyes rolled back as you sped up, staring up at you in awe. he tried grinding you against him, hearing shlick of your sexs only made him want you more.  “feels g.. feels good.” he huffed out. you smiled, wrapping a hand around his throat gently before slamming down your hips ever harder. you watched him moan under you, nails clawing into your hip as he leaned into your hand. you grip his throat, giggling at his change in behavior.

“you like it when you get to lay here and look pretty, honey? miss lookin’ up at me, huh?” you taunt, listening to the bed creak under the noise of shared moans and uneven breathing. he nodded, slack jawed and gripping you tighter. “y..yes ma’am..miss you so- muchhh..” he bit his lip, gasping and putting a hand around your wrist. 

You loosen your grip around his neck, hearing him suck him a sharp breath. You could stare at him like this for days if your bodies let you. When you two were together its not like he let you top a lot, so for him to finally give in was the best.

You grind against him, leaning forward as he whined to kiss you. He rubbed his hands over your thighs, leaving wet kisses wherever he could on your skin. “M..Miss you so much, need you forever.. please let me cum- let me cum in you. please..” He begged, nails scratching your thighs as he tried to get your attention.. as if you weren't focused totally on him.

“In me? You think you deserve to cum inside me?” You ask, holding back a laugh in your voice. It wasn't often that he begged, or begged to cum inside of you. You two were far too busy for babies and he was no good at pulling out. The system you had was fine, until you see him almost in tears because he cant pump you as full as he wants.

he nods frantically, shamelessly begging and leaving kisses on whatever body part he could reach. “nnno.. no dont deserve it- dont deserve you. just please let me.. let me cum.. please?” he was struggling to catch his breath, it was pathetic, really. Seeing him such a mess because he missed your cunt. 

You kiss his forehead softly, leaning down towards his ear. “You can cum handsome, Ill let you this one time..” You could feel his hips twitch, going to grab your waist and move you along faster. 

“T-Thank y...thank you so much..” He whimpered out, cumming inside of you not long after you gave him the okay. His head spun as you came with him, feeling you clench around him and shivering at the sudden warmth. He came down from his high, looking up at you with a fucked out expression.

[yesiswallow2]

[anonimocc03-blog]

Dandadan

[nepthesperglord]

Maturing is realising my "type in men" was who I wanted to become all along.

[wake-me-up-inside-imagines]

Another request that I didn't think of until now but maybe some Leo x touch starved/clingy reader headcanons? Anything about him and someone who's very physically affectionate and kinda needy if that makes sense

Don't worry, that makes perfect sense! He’s a pretty needy dude sometimes too, so it balances out well. I hope you enjoy!

Sweet! Boyfriend With An S/O Who's Clingy/Touch Starved

Gn! Reader

Warnings: None

Divider credit goes to @strangergraphics

Sweet! boyfriend Leo who isn't used to physical affection. He's never been a big fan of it, not unless the touch is coming from someone he's close with, and even then, it's never prolonged. He'd never been in a relationship until you came along, so needless to say, romantic affection is not something he's used to.

Sweet! boyfriend Leo who is thoroughly jarred the first time you initiate contact, to say the least. It's...not unpleasant, at least he doesn't think it is, but it just came out of nowhere, and you grabbed his hand so casually, he doesn't even know how to begin reacting. How does he hold a hand? Should his grip be loose? Should it be tight? Should he inch closer to you? Why aren't his fingers slotting themselves between yours properly? Oh no, his palm's getting sweaty, surely you're getting grossed out by his touch-

Yeah, he doesn't know what he's doing.

Sweet! boyfriend Leo who is pleasantly surprised when you don't pull away from him. In fact, you actively seek out his touch on a regular basis, Coming back for more of...well, whatever it is you see in him. He's not sure why you're so eager to touch him, especially when he responds so awkwardly it almost seems like hesitation, but he's secretly grateful for your persistence nonetheless.

Sweet! Boyfriend Leo who is very hesitant to reciprocate your touch in any way, at least at first. He's not sure how he feels about the affection yet, he's just not used to it, and he's afraid he'll push some sort of boundary if he tries to seek your touch out first. It may come off as disinterest on his part, so you'll probably end up asking him about his nervousness and subsequently reminding him he's free to cuddle up to you whenever he wants, if he's comfortable with it. You tell him you're sorry if you've pushed him too far, but he adamantly reassures you, letting you know that he's just so new to the whole thing.

Sweet! boyfriend Leo who slowly gets used to your touch as your relationship progresses, letting you latch on to him as you please while he gradually learns to reciprocate. He starts off by initiating handholding, then sitting shoulder-to-shoulder, the hugging, then cuddling. It may take a couple weeks for him to get fully comfortable, and you can tell he's super nervous about the whole process, but you can see him gaining confidence little by little as he adjusts to the new constant of your touch.

Sweet! boyfriend Leo who's slowly but surely getting used to being touched, and you can tell that he's enjoying every second of it. Despite his nervousness, he seems to thrive off of your affections, snuggling up closer to you as soon as he gets comfortable with whatever position you two happen to be in. He especially seems to like cuddling, which you find a little funny considering his previous hesitations. You'd think the full body touch would freak him out the most, but he seems to love it, falling into a state of bliss whenever you two curl up next to each other almost immediately.

Sweet! boyfriend Leo who holds you firmly yet gently, afraid to hurt you in any way. He loves the comfort being so close to you gives him, he never realized how nice it was to be pressed up against another person until you came along. Your warmth, your voice, your hold, it's all just so amazing to him, he can't believe he had ever been scared of it! If he had his way, he'd never have to let you go, always trapped within the confines of your embrace.

Sweet! boyfriend Leo who's perfectly comfortable letting you latch onto him whenever you want, no matter what you're doing. Hug him when he least expects it, pull him onto the couch to cuddle, grab his hand while you're walking down the sidewalk, whatever you want, he'll go along with. He may tense up a little bit upon first contact, but that's more out of surprise than anything. Rest assured, he'll relax once his body realizes it's just you.

Sweet! boyfriend Leo who gets way better about initiating contact, learning and ingraining your preferences into his brain so he doesn't have to worry about upsetting you. he's long since figured out that you don't mind him coming up and showing you affection, so now he has no problem grabbing onto you when he wants. You still instigate most of the time, but it's a dynamic that works well for the two of you. Above all else, Leo makes sure you know he loves your affection, even if he doesn't always seek it out first.

Sweet! boyfriend Leo who loves nothing more than cuddling up to you before sleeping, or going cuddling up to you while resting on a couch. Something about physical affection makes Leo tired (probably the comfort aspect of it), so expect him to fall asleep reitively often. You just make him feel so safe, take it as a compliment!

Sweet! boyfriend Leo who's overall very happy with an affectionate s/o. It makes him feel loved, and he's quickly learning that physical affection is the perfect comfort tool for when he's tired or sad or bored or...really anything! You've officially sold the man on physical touch, and he wouldn't have it any other way, as long as it's you.

I hope you enjoyed!

[feelslikesugarinme777]

🙏🙏🙏

[freakinggeekazoid]

how it feels 2 be me

[k-simp]

Me when a petite cute twink/nerd boy

He called me mommy HES MINE

[vampyrpunkz]

Watch out world... Actually no, uhh, have Daniel Allard instead

[yesiswallow2]

[ripeblackcherrymerlot]

All I need is to sit on his lap while he’s playing video games

[m2kk17]

Nerdmin is very sweet

[nepthesperglord]

You mfs are so fucking fake. Yall say "Oh, I love freaks!" No, you don't. When someone is an actual freak, you say, "OMG, that's unacceptable!"

"I love weirdos!" "I love creeps!" No. No, you fucking don't. When someone likes something weird, ACTUALLY fucking weird or when someone is acting creepy like ACTUALLY fucking creepy, you don't like them. You hate them.

And THAT makes sense, alright. Of course, you wouldn't want a freak, a creep, a weirdo. So why are you saying that you do?

Why?

Same shit with girls saying they love "nerdy guys"

No. You like tall, handsome, lean guys with glasses and maaaaybe aren't total meatheads. That's it.

When I say I like nerds, I mean it. When I say I like weirdos, I mean it. I stand with #mlm, and I stand with saying what I mean exactly how I mean it #autism

[doobinluvr]

₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ Sieun x Reader ( Hero trope)

Title : sad eyes, original story by me! ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ ( school crush , mystery weak hero class characters, love, action )

⋆˚࿔ The day started out as usual—snagging a piece of toast from the kitchen, practically choking on it while stuffing your face on the way out the door.

You stand at the front of your house, waiting patiently for your best friend, Beom Seok. For as long as you can remember, he’s been there every morning, pulling up with his driver, to take you to school. He always says the same thing with a half-smile: 'You’ve got to conserve your energy in the morning if you want to study hard.' It’s a small routine, but it’s one of those quiet constants that make the day feel right. On the car ride to school, you review notes from yesterday’s class with quiet determination. In the background, there’s the faded murmur of conversation between Beom Seok and the driver, but you’re not listening completely consumed by your studies. It’s never come easy to you. You've always had to work twice as hard just to keep up. With no money for cram school, every test feels like a mountain. If you don’t study hard or borrow Beom Seok’s notes and textbooks passing feels almost impossible. You soon arrive at school, stepping out of the car with a polite bow to the driver. you head toward the gates, where Beom Seok quickly falls in step beside you. The two of you chatter, voices light but edged with stress as you agonize over the upcoming exams. As you approach the classroom building, a sudden shout cuts through the morning air.

“Hey!”

You and Beom Seok freeze mid-step, turning slowly toward the voice.

Hyo-man, the school bully, standing a few yards away, his eyes sharp and hostile, locked directly onto Beom Seok. You feel your stomach knot as you meet his glare, and your expression hardens.“What’s your problem?” you ask, stepping protectively in front of your friend. Beom Seok often bore the brunt of Hyo-man’s aggression, and you weren't going to stand by again.“You guys,” Hyo-man sneers, his smirk crooked and cold. Before you can react, he’s already moving fast. In a blink, he lunges. You try to block him, but he shoves you hard. You stumble and hit the ground, the impact jarring through your body just as Hyo-man barrels toward Beom Seok.You hit the ground hard, the impact jolting through your body. For a split second, everything blurs your thoughts, the noise, your sense of control. But then you hear Beom Seok cry out, and something sharp ignites inside you.You scramble to your feet, heart pounding. Hyo-man has Beom Seok by the collar, fist raised, sneering like he’s already won. The other students nearby hesitate, unsure whether to intervene or watch. “Let him go!” you shout, rushing forward. Hyo-man raises his arm in your direction, his eyes cold and focused, as though he’s already made up his mind. You squint your eyes, accepting your fate, bracing for whatever’s to come. But then, out of nowhere, a quick figure rushes past you, a blur of motion. Your class mate sieun !Before you can even process what’s happening, both he and Hyo-man topple to the ground in a flurry of limbs. Sieun lands on top of him , his face twisted with determination as he pulls out a pen, aiming it for his neck. Hyo-man gasps in shock, struggling beneath him, his hands reaching for his wrists, trying to pry his arm away. Startled, you rush to help Beom Seok up, his shock mirroring yours as you both stumble to your feet. You look at the scene before you: Sieun, pinning Hyo-man down, the pen dangerously close to his throat, and Hyo-man’s desperate cries filling the air. He writhes in pain, trying to crawl away from Sieun’s unrelenting grip, but his movements are slow and labored. A whirlwind of thoughts races through your mind. Should you get involved? Should you stop Sieun or let this play out? You hesitate, the weight of the decision hanging heavy in the air.

After a few more seconds of tense contemplation, your breath catching in your throat, you make your decision you bolt forward to pull Sieun off Hyo-man. But before you can reach them, the sound of firm, deliberate footsteps echoes down the hall. A teacher is approaching. The tension snaps like a wire.

In a flash, Hyo-man wriggles free from Sieun’s grip, scrambling backward like a cornered animal. He wipes the blood from his lip, straightens his clothes, and slips into the crowd with practiced ease like nothing had ever happened. Sieun doesn’t chase him. He doesn’t speak. He stays crouched for a moment, chest heavy slowly, he rises to his feet. You meet his eyes , the weight in them stops you cold. Not anger. Not pride. Sadness. A deep, unspoken sorrow flickering beneath the surface. You look away, ashamed that you hesitated. But he walks toward you anyway. His eyes drift down to your arm, where Hyo-man’s grip had left a fresh bruise. Gently, he lifts it, his touch cautious, respectful. “Are you okay?” he asks, voice steady, calm. But there’s something in it , something fierce and protective, like he’d do it all again without a second thought. You nod, quietly. “Thank you.” He simply gives a small nod in return, then turns to Beom Seok, helping him to his feet without saying a word. There’s no gloating in his actions, no need for praise just purpose. Silent, focused. Why did he help me? you wonder. We’ve never even talked before.

As the teacher arrives and begins questioning the commotion, Sieun is already walking ahead, books in hand, shoulders squared. By the time you and Beom Seok catch up, he’s slipping into class, flipping open his notebook like nothing had happened. But you can’t stop thinking about it. All day, your mind spins with questions. Sieun—the quiet boy no one really knew. The one who never talked to anyone, who sat alone at lunch, who kept his head down and disappeared into textbooks. There were rumors, of course. Dark ones. That he had a violent past. That he’d hurt someone at his old school. You never believed them. You never cared. Until today. End of part 1 ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

⋆˚꩜｡ Want part 2 ? I’ll put out the next part of the story! ⋆˚꩜｡