“gay son or thot daughter,” you start to ask, but you can’t even finish your sentence because cosmo and wanda heard “gay son” and immediately started cheering and clapping
thinking about sten again. thinking about him calling the warden kadan and never explaining what it means. thinking about him offering to take the warden back with him to par vollen, but it's never actually an option the warden takes, even if you agree. thinking about how sten responds the best to a warden who stands their ground even if he doesn't agree with them. thinking about how he loves sweets and art, and how he plays with kittens. "it's training," he says. but come on. he's playing. thinking about what else he's had to justify to himself for liking.
and he calls alistair kadan! shale as well! do you think it was ever extended to the other party members? just,, agh
ofc i return w some patrick headcanons it’s taken me an embarrassingly long time to get around to this. smh. how have i not written a nerdtrick fic yet i am a disappointment to my fellow stump lovers. enjoy a short list of headcanons for my loves belated birthday.
to everyone that sent requests i promise they’re coming!! life has been busy busy busy but it will come !!
he’s a lil perv,panty sniffing,sock sniffing,they’re in college ,porn, sub!patrick elements, degenerate behavior,stalking i guess,
nerdtrick! who may or may not be in love with you. sure you’ve only offically talked to him once and it was just to ask if he had the answer to number three(he didn’t) but those five seconds were magical to him. he thought about those five seconds for weeks. it was tattooed on his brain.
nerdtrick! who is awful at chemistry. he planned on dropping the class before he stumbled across you. ever since your fated meeting he stayed up for countless nights on end studying and memorizing. in his mind if he could master the art of science you’d be so impressed at his dedication you’d fall head over heels.
nerdtrick! who sketches you in his notebook during classes. he fails his open book exam because instead of notes the pages were filled with little sketches of you. your eyes. your full lips. your lips wrapped around his cock. what? he isn’t a pervert he jsut really likes to draw.
nerdtrick! who stares at you an unsettling amount during class. for a duration of the time his eyes are fixed in your direction taking in every detail of your pretty face. one particularly slow class he counted how many times you blinked. it’s not that he’s obsessed he’s just observant. two totally different things.
nerdtrick! who was devastated when you moved classes. he didn’t mean to freak you out. it wasn’t his fault you had him so mesmerized. you were a goddess meant to be worshipped and praised.
nerdtrick! who would daydream about you constantly. while sitting through another boring lecture he’s dreaming of you forcing him to obey your every order. you’d force him to eat you out for hours and he’d happily sit there and do it. anything to please you.
nerdtrick! who is thrilled you live on campus too. not because he was a creep but because he just wanted to make sure you were safe. he would follow you back from your last class keeping an eye on you. he would imagine what it was like to hold your hand
nerdtrick!who spends most of his day in the library waiting for you to come in. that’s the only place he sees you nowadays. he needs his fix. he palms himself through his jeans as he watched you giggle with your friends. you had such a pretty smile. he would kill to have you spit in his mouth.
nerdtrick! who comes across your bag when he’s leaving the library. he knows it’s yours. from the color and the small pins littering the front part of th bag. he can practically smell you on it. he is quick to snatch it, rushing out of the library. he holds it close to his chest as he sprints back to his dorm.
nerdtrick! who doesn’t sleep a wink for about a month. oh my god your socks smell heavenly. the faint scent of sweat was like a drug to him. he pressed the fabric to his nostrils as he furiously jerked himself off. “fuck, y/n” he chants under his breath like a prayer. for nights on end he’d stay up all night smelling and touching your things.it was almost like you were right next to him.
nerdtrick! who slowly falls into a porn addiction. he imagines it’s you instead of the faceless actress moaning loudly. “you’re so pretty when you touch yourself like that y/n”. he groans at the dimly lit screen. “what i would do to eat that pussy. you’d like that wouldn’t you”.
nerdtrick!who’s grades start slipping. his teachers say he’s losing focus. they’re absolutely right. you’re begining to consume his every thought. he can’t sit still in class,he can’t finish any of his assignments or study for exams. nothing in school is as important as his love for you.
nerdtrick! who gets put in a study group with you. turns out you both are on academic probation never in his life had he been so happy to be flunking school. he seats himself right next to you keeping his eyes lowered. he cpuld smell your perfume. god you smelled so good. his jeans got tighter as he continued to bask in the wonderful scent.before he could register what was happening he was painfully hard, erection uncomfortably pressing against the denim.
nerdtrick! who rushes to get up. he mutters an excuse as he makes his way to the bathroom. he is so ashamed of himself in this moment. this lack of self control was so unlike him. before you came along he was the top of all his classes, his grades were prefect. and now he’s stroking his cock in the bathroom willing himself to stay silent. you were so effortlessly pretty without even noticing it drove him wild. he squeezes his eyes shut as he imagines it’s your hands touching him not his own.
nerdtrick! who’s heart stops when you approach him. “um i think you dropped this”. you say handing him his notebook. he couldn’t bring himself to speak. he smiles awkwardly. the love of his life was finally talking to him and he couldn’t bring himself to say a word.
nerdtrick! who is relived. the note books you had picked up happened to be the one dedicated to your routine. it’s not like he was going to kidnap you but a guy can dream.
