#nerd shit

[xx-swagnightmare-xx]

“Ash you’ve been reading a lot more lately, why”

So glad you asked. My bf writes, I need to be able to read better so I can read his stuff. Also it would make Gerard Way and Dolly Parton proud of me

[whoisandyloam]

[comicallyqueer]

Nerds being nerds

You can change your gender but you will remain a nerd

[ao3commentoftheday]

so I'm making a site skin, as I so often do, and I need a dark colour for a semi-transparent background. I decide to go with #2a2a2a because that's the background colour for Reversi (AO3's dark mode). But to make it semi-transparent, I need to use the RGB value, not the hex, so I convert it and

AO3 = life, the universe, and everything confirmed

[bowtiepastabitch]

Good Omens Ao3 wrapped is here! It's a bit of a long post but it goes quick:)

Drumroll please!!!

Shoutout to @feiandart for all her work on this piece!

But of course, there's more! It's been a long year for the fandom, and we all processed a lot of feelings about things. Here's how we coped:

Reminder that as a reader, your comments often mean the world to writers! Fandom is a community first and foremost<3

You can click here for a more in depth explanation of the math and the raw data! This assessment is pulled by hand from the Good Omens (TV) fandom category on Archive of Our Own.

Image credits: Unsplash free images for the art and Canva stock images. Image credits in order where available:

Photo by Cassi Josh on Unsplash

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Average adult reading rate as cited is 240 wpm found on ScienceDirect.

Please reblog rather than repost, but you're welcome to share to other platforms as long as you credit me!

[biteable-pink-pixie]

Nerds can fucking GET IT. And by 'it' I mean this pussy. ♡

[mesaprotector]

i have no idea if the "linux-official" tumblr blogs are a single group of friends having fun vs. random people, but if i were to take a url along those lines, i think i'd do "xorg-official" just because it increasingly seems i'll be stuck using xorg until 2030 thanks to my incredible stubbornness in the face of change

[cockodemon]

[yenneferish]

As much as I photography in general, I cannot believe this is the only good pic I got this weekend of this outfit ft. Discarded T-shirt.

Pretty pumped with how the whole look turned out. Planning on remaking the feather capelet - didn't love how flat it turned out.

[haunted-girlyy]

Rain, sitting on the floor and telling Phantom random facts about spook fishes.

Dewdrop, staring at him: the urge to fuck him when he starts rambling about nerdy shit.

[nerdby]

I think toxic romance should qualify as a subgenre as horror, and I can't stand horror nerds that don't believe in subgenres. Like the kind of people who think that anything that isn't oozing shock value and gore doesn't count as "real" horror. The kind of people who say Flowers In The Attic is a psychological thriller or tragedy instead of a horror-tragedy.

Like how is tragedy not horrifying???

What is not horrifying about children being locked up, starved to death, and so completely cut off from human interaction that they develop an incestuous bond as a coping mechanism???

[mega-nerd-and-i-need-help]

Sevral Sinners committing sin.

[kissi-shayar-ki-ghazal]

Science girls don’t cry over boys—they cry over failed experiments, missing lab records, unsolved questions, and the existential crisis that comes with them!

[k1ttef1a]

Bill Dickey and guitarist reader

Entranced By Strings || Bill D.

PAIRING — Bill Dickey x GN! Reader

WARNINGS — Weird humor?? Bullying between friends

SUMMARY — Bill and you hang out at your house and he finds out you play guitar. He doesn't seem to care though but he does??

A/N — I hate this stupid ugly freak I need him publicly executed

You hummed softly to a song that was playing from your CD player, whilst you were cleaning up your bedroom. Wiping down your desk, making your bed, even rearranging your figures and such, getting ready to see your "friend", Bill.

You like to call him your friend but you would NEVER dare to say it to his face, not wanting to accept the fact that you actually kinda liked having him around, even if he was a dick 99.9% of the time. How did you even get him to come over? He HATED your guts. (At least he seemed too.) Maybe if you guys hung out he wouldn't hate you as much? (You didn't understand the logic behind your thinking but eh.) You decided to not question it any longer.

Suddenly, you heard a few knocks at your front door, immediately running to get the door. "Hey Bill." "Heyy-" Bill spoke, extending his greeting when he was met eye to eye with your dog (for this story you have a dog that looks like it's on its last day).

"God that things ugly, looks like The Joker fucked a dog and had a mutated fetus." "Be nice you know she's old!" You said, defending your old dog, knowing they didn't look as young as they used to anymore. Both of you walked to your room. You closed the door behind Bill as he made himself comfortable, kicking off his shoes and laying on your bed as if it was his own.

You jumped onto your bed, grabbing your guitar that was leaned up against your wall, near your bedside table. "When the hell did you play guitar?" Bill questioned, looking confused when he saw you holding the metal/wood instrument (your choice.) "I told you, I've been playing since I was like 8."

"I don't pay attention to half the stuff you say. I bet you suck at it too." He spoke, uttering that last part under his breath, afraid you might chuck your guitar at his head. "I can still hear you, pizza face." You could see him basically seething from the corner of your eye as you began to strum the strings of your guitar to a familiar tune that you had memorized. The Batman theme song that Bill had forced you to listen to when watching movies at his house over and over and over again.

You knew Bill didn't listen to music all that much but you still hoped that he would appreciate the dedication to you listening to him when talking about his interests.

Bill stared at your fingers as they strummed from one string to another, placing your fingers on the frets needed to play the little song. He would hate to admit it but he was kinda impressed, not because of your playing, but because of how you looked, focusing on playing the right notes, squinting your eyes to make sure you remembered the notes.

"♪ ♫ ♩ ♩ ♬..."

You stared at the strings of your guitar before looking back up at Bill's acne scared face. There was a long silence as you and Bill looked at each other before Bill busted out laughing. "What's so funny?" You spoke, looking almost insulted by him laughing at your playing.

"You looked like you were focused on shitting yourself." He laughed out, his laugh bouncing off your walls. "You don't take anything I say seriously do you?" You said in a fake agitated tone, all while pushing his glasses back to the bridge of his nose.

"You know I don't."

➥ I am so sorry this is super short and out of character please forgive me 😭🙏🙏

[biteable-pink-pixie]

I'm sick but so is this eevee dress

[everlastingleuthymia]

Nerds in my school be like :