#take a shower nerd 💔

[thehighladywrites]

— “I’m just a girl!”

☀︎ — pairing: nerd/tutor azriel x bimbo/ditzy reader

☀︎ — summary: you tell azriel you don’t know what taxes are, and that you haven’t filed them ever

☀︎ — warnings: fluff, dramatic reader, azriel being sweet and educational

☀︎ — amara’s note: man i wish i was her rn💔 also this is so fucking real bc what on earth are taxes???

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“Baby, please, you have got to grasp the gravity of this situation. Not filing your taxes is no joke. You could end up behind bars for tax evasion! There was a whole mandatory course last semester, didn’t you take it?” Azriel's tone is firm, his concern painted all over his face as he stands infront of you.

When you revealed that you didn't know what taxes were or how to "file" them, Azriel got worried sick, emphasizing the importance of understanding basic responsibilities like this.

He brought you into the living room, seated you on the sofa, and stood in front of you, carefully explaining step by step why not filing taxes was illegal and how to fix the situation. However, no matter how hard you try, you can't focus on his words, your attention completely consumed by his built muscles. Your mind goes blank as you find yourself daydreaming about him taking off his shirt.

Azriel knows you’re not focusing on his words, he knows you’re ogling his body, and even though he gets warm and loves it, he needs you to focus on the topic, at least for a few minutes.

“Are you paying attention, baby?”

You honestly don’t get it at all. Like, if they take tax from you when you’re shopping, shouldn’t they already know how much you owe or whatever? And who even are the IRS? Can’t you just live your life without all this complicated stuff? Why does Azriel have to make everything so...ugh, what's the word? Complicated?

“Oh my god, Azzie! Stop it, I don’t wanna do this and I don’t understand anything. Please, I’m just a girl!” you exclaim dramatically pulling your knees to your chest as you hide your face in your hands, tears prickling in your eyes. You’re feeling completely overwhelmed by the situation and the sheer thought of dealing with stupid taxes.

Azriel sighs deeply, his brows furrowing as he takes off his glasses and rubs the bridge of his nose. If he doesn’t have a gray hair by the end of the week, he’ll consider it a win. As much as he wants you to understand what is wrong with basically committing a crime, he doesn’t want you crying, he feels sick to his stomach seeing you so sad but he just has to fucking ask.

“You’re—You're just a girl— sweetheart, what does that even mean?” he asks gently, completely flabbergasted by your statement.

You fold your arms over your chest, chin held high as you say, “Ya heard me, m’just a girl. And that means i should not be doing any of this, i should be living my best life instead of thinking about whatever taxes are.”

Azriel just looks at you with raised eyebrows, man you’re stressing him the fuck out. Luckily he caught your illegal activities early otherwise you would have gone to prison for sure. Even though he thinks it was ridiculous for a person to have never done their taxes ever, he doesn’t hold you against it. He just slumps his shoulders, taking a breather. Azriel can never be mad at you, never at his sweet angel. Especially not when you look so upset, big sparkly eyes looking at him with worry.

It’s in that moment. That tiny moment, he decides to never confront you with your mistakes. Sure you almost went to jail, but Azriel is here now. He is intelligent enough to think about the more serious issues for the both of you. And he will for the rest of his life, not because he has to, but because he wants to. He wants to take care of you.

“You’re right, my love, you shouldn’t worry about this. I’ll take care of it,” Azriel assures you, his tone gentle as he tucks a strand behind your ear.

You look up at him, eyes shiny with unshed tears as your face lights up before you stand up and jump into his arms, showering his face with kisses, your excitement bubbling over.

“Awe, you're the best baby, I love you so, so, soooo much!” you exclaimed, your words flowing freely in your ditzy excitement.

He laughs shyly, still getting nervous when you show him affection. “I love you too, beautiful.”

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[carmenberzattosgf]

i'm just thinking about how a reader sends nudes to Carmen while he's at work and he just likes them LOL (but he's actually really nervous 'bout this💔)

OH MY GOSH this little nerd literally putting a thumbs up reaction on it im crying.

He’s just looking at his phone midway into dinner rush at the Bear and he turns pink so fast. You’ve sent him a “classy” nude. It’s a mirror picture with a hand lazily covering your nipples and your legs crossed just enough that you can’t really see anything. You’ve sent a message along with the picture, simply reading: just had an everything shower. don’t stay out too late ;)

Out of reflex he literally presses his phone screen to his chest like a kid trying to kid their phone from their parents. Once he realizes there’s no one actually around him, he lets himself take a proper look at the picture.

Carmy, however, has no idea how to even respond to your pictures (and if he looks any longer he’s going to get hard) so he holds down the picture, and clicks the thumbs up reaction. That’s right, not a heart, a thumbs up.

He fights for his life for the rest of dinner trying to not look at his phone. When he walks in the door of the apartment that night, he immediately goes to the bedroom.

You’re in bed, wearing a cute pajama set, and watching old episodes of dance moms on tv. You can’t hide the cheeky grin on your face as Carmy stands in the doorway. “Hey, Bear. We gotta talk about your texting skills. A thumbs up? Really?” you tease.

“I think we need to talk about you sending nudes while I’m at work. Baby, I was thinking about you for the rest of service. Almost cut my finger dicing carrots.”

“That was the point, Carm.”

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he breaths out in the middle of taking off his pants.

And yeah he fucks you within an inch of your life as per usual

[markkiatocafe]

april showers bring may flowers

a short story with renjun of nct dream

❀ warnings: pretty much nothing…. mentions of reader’s april’s being bad, so a teeny bit angsty ig? other than that pure fluff!

❀ synop: artsy nerd renjun helps you on art history… though, how much he’s helping you might not be considered just “friendly.”

❀ pairing: gn!reader x artsy!renjun

❀ w.c: 556 words

❀ note: i’m seriously scared that this will sound like it was written by like a 5 year old since i’ve never written like this before 💔 pls be kind if you have criticism !! any kind of interaction is always appreciated ofc tho :3 p.s. this was inspired by this yt short abt spring slime releases from a slime company i like 😭😓

april was always a horrible month for you. exams and tests in highschool and middle school never wavered when you got to college. to be honest, you weren’t a bad student, A’s & B’s were common on your report card in elementary and middle school, and finished highschool with a 3.4 gpa. though, when you got to college, deciding to take art history as a minor and psychology as your major, you quickly realized you might’ve bit off more than you could chew. recently, your grades in art history have been.. hindering, to say the least. 

that’s why you’re here now, sitting on a chair on an outside table at a cafe across from the prettiest boy you’ve ever met. no exaggeration, your classmate and new friend who was extremely skilled in art history, had caught you breathless. unintentionally, too. you could recall the day vividly, when he sat down next to you and noticed you were struggling by the way your eyebrows furrowed and your eyes squinted at the work in front of you, when he realized it was his favorite subject ever, and when he offered to be your “unofficial tutor,” as he put it.

renjun was breathtaking, to put it lightly. to the way his eyes sparkled when he smiled, the slope of his nose, and so much more. it wasn’t just physical admiration, either. renjun had a heart of gold. he had quite the creative mind, too. hence why he was helping you with art history right now.

“ugh,” you groaned, rolling your eyes and placing your elbow on the table, your chin in your palm. “why did i ever think art history would be a good idea…”

renjun let out a scoff, though the corner of his lips upturned in a way that heavily contradicted any anger his scoff implied. “it’s only hard because you’re making it hard. the more you groan and moan, the longer this’ll take.” 

his reply made you roll your eyes, yet you couldn’t help but smile. “you’re lucky i like you,” you stated casually, sitting up from your position on the table and taking a sip from your latte.

his smiled wavered ever so slightly, in a way you couldn’t not point out. “you okay?” you asked, raising your eyebrow as you set down your drink.

he nodded half-heartedly, sighing and looking down at the scattered notes on the table he had made for you, each one intricately written with even some doodle-explanation of events or ideas. “yeah, i just… i like you, too.”

you tilted your head, letting out a laugh, a bit of confusion in your voice. “uh… thanks, i guess?”

he shook his head, looking up, his eyes meeting yours. “like… more than in a friendly way, i think.”

you blinked, your words caught in your throat.

“…huh?”

“yeah, i mean, look at all of these..” he stated, his voice trailing off as his eyes flickered over the notes. your eyes followed his, your cheeks heating up as you mentally processed how much work and love he put into these just for you. you looked at him, his eyes finally meeting yours again. “i like you too, renjun. in a… more than friends kinda way.”

as much as april can suck, sometimes spring suffering is worth it for the summer sun to shine.

[yeonzzzn]

💔i hate that i want you: jungkook x reader | losing him | warnings: heart break

i’m always tired but never of you…

[1.9k words] ☆ [pls do not repost]

losing him was probably the hardest thing you’ve ever had to deal with.

it’s been months but the smell of his cologne still filled the air of the apartment you both once shared.

the shirt he left behind still barely smelled like his skin, you refusing to wash it being scared it’ll lose its scent.

you missed him. more than you wanted to admit or even speak out loud.

you hated the fact of you missing him. you hate that you find yourself not being able to sleep because you aren’t wrapped in his arms.

you hate that you still reach for his coffee cup every single damned morning ready to pure it full of his favorite but only to be disappointed of not feeling the glass with your fingertips in the cabinet.

you hate catching yourself staring off into space at the chair he once sat at while twirling your fork around on the plate of food not being able to eat.

you hate him. hate with a capital H A T E. but yet you still miss every part of him.

even the annoying parts, like how every morning he’d roll over and tickle you until you woke up, how he’d tease you over how much of a nerd you were for astronomy, how he’d leave his dirty dishes around the apartment in random places, how poorly he’d fold the towels fresh out of the dryer. the list goes on.

driving alone was one of the hardest parts to deal with. you missed him in your front seat always messing with the radio or using the aux to play his own music. missed how he’d rest his hand on your thigh and gently rub his thumb against your skin and sing along to every song that blasted through the speakers.

but now it’s you and an empty front seat.

you missed riding with him in his car, he’d always let you Bluetooth your phone to the radio(his car obviously being a better model than yours, because yuck using an aux s u c k s) and playing all your favorite songs. he’d laugh at you singing off key and still say you had a beautiful singing voice. you missed holding his hand while he drove and how every once in a while he’d lift your hands and connect his lips to the top of your hand, his eyes not leaving the road.

but now your spot in his front seat is empty, or so you hoped.

your best friend has tried to talk you into leaving the apartment and moving back home with your parents, but you always refused.

“come on y/n!” your best friend groaned slapping her hands to her thighs, “you can’t go on like this! i’m sure your parents would love to take you back in! you can even stay with me if it’s a must!”

you’d just continue to shake your head in refusal, “I can’t just leave…”

you’ve tried looking for other apartments, but the thought of you even leaving this one killed you. you wanted to leave, but knew you couldn’t.

sometimes you sit around and wonder if he ever misses you as much as you miss him.

if he misses waking up to you, misses coming home to you every night after long days of working. misses the endless nights of crying together over bad days. misses holding you tightly against him. miss the silly jokes and chasing you around the apartment. the nights of endless lust and your voice calling out his name while pressing him closer to your bare body. the warm morning showers and washing each others hair and purposely washing each other’s hair wrong to irritate the other. the nights of binge-watching all the harry potter movies and Marvel films.

god knows how much you hate yourself for missing all those moments and hoping that he missed them too.

it’s been so long since you’ve last heard his voice, but you can remember it as clear as day.

you remember the sadness in his voice, the tears that filled his eyes, the trembling of his hands as he held yours for the last time.

you remember hearing the last words he spoke to you and remember feeling your heart break into pieces.

“it just…won’t work y/n,” he released his hands from yours, breaking eye contact and staring off at the fully packed boxes filled with his things, “it hurts me, trust me..but this is for the best.”

you clenched your shirt remembering the painful memory. “I hate him I hate him I hate him.”

you used to take late night walks with him when you both couldn’t sleep, it’s how you two met actually.

the college dorms were too noisy one friday night, keeping you from sleep and sleep from you.

pissed and irritated you changed into your leggings and throwing your favorite hoodie on and stepping into your white converse then quickly bouncing out of your dorm room.

the hallway was filled with drunk kids who were barely legal adults to even be drinking.

you scoffed at their loudness, how could people be this loud?

you found yourself walking in the courtyard, seeing another figure in the distance walking in your direction.

his face was hidden with the hood of his jacket pulled over his head and him keeping his eyes locked with the ground.

you were hoping he’d just keep walking and not even notice you, but the moment you hoped for that, he glances up seeing you.

“can’t sleep either huh?” his tired voice spoke.

you noticed he stopped in front of you, forcing yourself to stop in your tracks.

you scanned him, scanned his dark chocolate eyes, dark fluffy hair. tight skinny jeans and black timberlands.

he gave you and soft smile, having you picture him as a soft bunny.

not letting your guard down, you just slowly nod at him, “yeah, the dorms are filled with drunken idiots who don’t know what peace and quiet is.”

he chuckled, nodding in response, “I feel that.”

you nodded again pressing your lips into a thin line, ready to walk around him and continue your middle of the night walk.

“you know it’s not safe to walk around by yourself this late at night.” he said, knowing as if you were about to ditch his ass in the middle of the courtyard.

you raised a brow, “you saying since i’m a female I can’t take care of myself?”

he quickly shook his head, “no no!” he raised his hands up in defense, “I didn’t mean it that way, you look as if you could totally kick my ass.”

“then what exactly do you mean?” you crossed your arms shifting your weight to your left side.

“I mean that walking around alone isn’t safe because if a group of people, or drunken idiots, decided to gang up on you, you couldn’t take them all on your own.”

“then why are you walking around alone then?” you snapped.

he smiled softly again glancing down at the ground, “I was hoping to find someone else. someone to take walks with, I guess.”

his words hit your heart, probably harder than they should have.

“well…maybe we can walk together then.” you said softly, playing with your fingers out of nervous habit.

“i’d actually really love that.” he said in response.

and since then he’d call you in the middle of the night asking for late night walks.

the two of you connected quicker than expected. you knew for a fact you were the one that got attached first.

you found yourself purposely acting cold to see if he’d wrap his arms around you or even offer you his hoodie.

you found yourself missing him before you even realized you were missing him.

but soon enough, you started to realize the attachment he had to you also.

you’d never forget the way he asked you to date him.

or the way his lips felt the first time he kissed you.

you’d never thought the day would come where you’d no longer have the feeling of him on your lips.

tonight was the first time taking a late night walk in months.

you always thought taking a walk without him was wrong, but tonight was the exception.

pulling your phone from your pocket, you dialed his number, your thumb hovering over the send call button.

you wanted to call him, to talk to him. have him come along on this walk and see how much he missed this.

but you quickly locked your phone and shoved it back in your pocket.

ten minutes have passed as you walked past the coffee shop the two of you used to go to when you both were too lazy to make coffee that morning. seeing the chair and table you two always sat at.

you instantly pulled your phone back out and redials his number, pressing call and holding the phone to your ear, listening to the ringing.

“sorry to miss your call! leave a message and i’ll ring ya back!”

you ended the call after hearing his voice mail. your heart broke at hearing his voice, but you always found yourself smiling knowing that his voicemail was still the same.

the two of you sat around for hours helping each other with voicemails.

you sighed, thinking he’s probably sound asleep.

or so you thought until you heard his laugh.

you froze in place, glancing across the street to see his well-known figure. his hood over his head, his typical timberlands, and skinny jeans with a white tee shirt.

his laugh was followed by the voice of his friends and then softly pushing on each other.

it broke your heart to see them all together. you missed his friends as well, they were at one point your best friends also.

you couldn’t move from your frozen place, eyes locked onto him, half wanting him to notice you and the other half not wanting him to see you at all.

he looks at the ground, then up and over in your direction, his smile slowly fading at seeing you.

his eyes that were just smiling were now filled with pain.

he stopped walking, turning and facing you.

he took deep breaths, seeing you after months was killing him. his heartaches and all he wanted to do was rush across the street and wrap you in his arms.

but he knew he couldn’t.

“why wouldn’t it work Jungkook?!” you softly spoke with a shaky voice, it was clear as day that your heart was broken just as much as his.

“because i’m holding you back from a future you need. I can’t give you the things you’d want. i’m just some music major and there’s no for sure when it comes to this. you’re going to be an amazing doctor someday and I can’t hold you back.” jungkook responded.

he believed leaving you was for the best of your future, but he didn’t realize how much he’d mess up your future.

he kept staring at you, and you finally decided to unfreeze yourself and rush to him, that was until his attention was taken back by his friends. he jogged to catch up to them, leaving you alone.

never would he ever leave you stranded alone this late at night.

but there was a first time for everything.

“I hate you, Jungkook. I hate that I love you. I hate you I hate you I hate you,” you whispered watching him continue to walk down the street, “I hate that I want you still.”

[hannahlovesluca]

So i heard about u doing nijisanji matchups so why not :DD

Nijisanji male matchup pretty plz w cherry on top

Gender:Gender is nothing but a social conCepttTttt(jk cis female but there were times ppl mistook me as a guy once LMAO)

Pronouns:I don't have any in particular,i don't mind any of them as long as its not they/them

Sexuality:....i..don't know actually.Like.Women.But Men.But women.i'll just say bisexual..

Zodiac:Aquarius

Appearance:Shoulder length black hair,i'm kiiinda tall?Im taller than most of my friends.Black fox-like(i think thats what they call them??) Eyes,and i wear literally anything.Like imagine someone in a black turtleneck and some random ass floral button up shirt with the most obnoxious pants ever(for clarification this isnt my attempt at getting in r/builtdifferentfromothergirls i just get cold easily).Oh and im as blind as a bat without my glasses,i only put them on when i wanna put myself in the attractiveness scale for shits and giggles sometimes i wear random jackets i find in my room like that one hot pink jacket i covered in the bee movie stickers for some reason

Mbti:Entp

Idk my ennagram sorry :((

Personality:im pretty laid-back but based on sources(aka my mutuals) i am the embodiment of a living cockroach because of me almost dying like 5 times(vibe checked by god 5 times and he did NOT approve of me...like mf be frfr) i procastinate until like a day before the deadline cause i only work with pressure cause my brains just built like that(rushing calculus my beloved) I LOVE MATHS SO MUCH U CANT IMAGINE(and the cries of my discord besties cause the moment they go back on vc they see the discord whiteboard filled with god knows what) and im preeeeetty confident in myself unless someone genuinely compliments me,if that happens im just gonna disintegrate into dust

Likes:that one meme where the green guy from avengers goes "why is galora",yugioh,jumping into my friends random vc comedically 4 shits and giggles,resident evil,taking care of everyone(and not taking care of myself cause im a self aware hypocrite),DEBATES I LOVE THEM SM THEY GIVE ME SO MUCH ADRENALINE

Dislikes:when someone gets into my persona space toooooo much.oh and the fact that u can divide 91 by 7.literally unreal.and thunder??dunno it sets uncomfy in me i probably offended zeus in my past life or smth

Love language:

I dont know what that is....i mean like,id send whoever i get random memes i found at 3 am,shower thoughts??and hugs??and cuddles??and giving them reassuring words??does that count?

Extra:im bilingual(swedish,russian,korean,german) so i can make ppl say what seems like romantic words when its a deez nuts joke this is a flex btw.i pace around tasks pretty fast,sometimes im too lazy to get up sometimes i go around doing literally everything at once

Im sorry if this is confusing to u this is my first time doing this :((

i pair you with…

Ver Vermillion!

hear me out…

• you guys will absolutely nerd out over yugioh and will probably end up playfully arguing and malding over the other (i dont know much ab yugioh im sorry 💔💔)

• if you let him nerd out to you and rant to you about the most random things he will immediately fall in love

•likewise if you nerd out/rant to him he will fall in love bc the fact that you confide in him???

• similar to shu yaminerd, he is a huge nerd but hes better at hiding it

• call him a dork. he says he hates it but he loves it.

• YOU GUYS WILL HAVE MEME BATTLES.

• youll sit in discord vc, no sound except the little giggles erupting out while you read each others memes and random messages that you just keep on sending

• will randomly whip out the “why is galora” meme to make you laugh out loud in vc with others, on stream, etc even in public

• god, he loves your hair

• your cuddles up in his arms, half-asleep, and hes running his hands thru your hair AHHH

• will also send you hot-takes out of nowhere so you guys can debate on it solely because he knows how much you love it

• “banana pizza is good.”

• “soggy socks feel nice.”

• will also throw you random compliments because he knows its the only thing that will get you

• “are you a hot mom because damn mama you hot.”

• will assist you in sending deez nuts jokes to your friends in korean

• “내 불알을 빨아.”

RUNNERS UP: Shu Yamino, Doppio Dropscythe

[magicalgirllover7]

I couldn’t wait so here’s some more facts about my 2015 au

General stuff

They all have their own houses

They wear clothing

While not explicitly stated, there will sometimes be references to “the incident”

Toon logic applies in their world

Crafty🌈

She is THE nerd of the group

Has a distinct anime-like artstyle

“Ships” her friends with Bobby (as in they talk about shipping their friends together)

Attempts to do magic, since she’s a unicorn

Gets embarrassed when she’s caught drawing (you know Catnap exploits that)

She would LOVE sailor moon

Bubba💡

Kahoot killer

Intellectually smart

Would fall into a hole

Will infodump you

YAP

Eat, study, repeat ahh

He’s chubby and wears glasses because I said so

Hoppy⚡️

Do not fight this girl

Physical affection, but it hurts

Screams violently

Often breaks things

Fights Kickin

Stomps her foot when angry

She shares half a brain cell with Kickin and Dogday

Not allowed to push Dogdays wheelchair (yes he uses a wheelchair in my au)

Picky🍎

Only one that can cook

Black hole

Oinks

If she cooks food for you, you WILL eat it

The mom of the group

She knows how to fight

Always carrying some time of cooking utensi

Maybe sometimes wacks people with it

Kickin💥

Anger issues because heeeellll yea

Big ahh glasses

Punches and kicks

Tries to act cool

Defensive

Thinks it’s gay to take showers (stinks🤢)

Him and Hoppy can’t go a second without violence

Florida man energy

Short king

Bobby❤️

Catnap calls her “Barbra”

Thinks everything has to do with love in some way

Purposely puts her ships in situations where they’d be close together

Squealer

Friendly

A little too friendly

Approaches first

Lowkey pansexual

Dogday☀️

An actual angel (y’all see what I did there?)

Wheelchair user

His legs are wonky💔

Canine behavior

He just wants the best for everyone

The only time he can use his legs is when he gets zoomies

If he’s not using his wheelchair, and doesn’t have zoomies he’ll handstand walk, or crawl

Gets the weird urge to stretch his arms out

Adhd

Latino, because I said so.

Catnap🌙

Awww shit, here comes Catnap

Feline behavior

Will sometimes walk on all fours

He just be doing stuff

He loves toying with people, he finds it funny

Troll

Autistic and selectively mute, uses ASL

No one ever knows he’s there unless he tells them

He just teleports behind them

That tail is a lethal weapon

Main person to push Dogday

LOVES creeping people out

Sleepy kitty

I wanna make a 2015 reboot au of Smiling Critters

Basically PlaytimeCo had decided to reboot the toyline for money (because of course they would, this is a toy company in a horror game they do not care) and they miiiiiight have made this to hide what happened in the 90’s

Like look here’s what I put:

Crafty being a huge nerd, liking anime and stuff

Bubba being academically gifted, but do not let this boy walk alone

Hoppy giving big sister energy, noogie’s, punches, and jabs

Picky encourages people to eat good, but she’s kinda a hypocrite

Kicken being a fake tough guy, lowkey insecure

Bobby is just the sweetest, she gives nicknames to EVERYONE

Dogday is a dumb mutt, and we love him for that

Catnap is a bastard, he’s trolled everyone, even the audience

I might go into deeper detail, anyways did I cook?