#nerd!5sos

[clumsy-hood]

Please do nerd Michael where you go to comic con in matching outfits please!

hell to the yes! okay so there would definitely be plenty of debating with nerd!michael - so what are we doing? okay…marvel or dc? fuck you, marvel is so much fucking better! dc is the shit! - but in the end you finally convinced him there was no fucking way you’d go with him as harley quinn and the joker - babe, that’s such an abusive relationship - and he persuaded you that batman and catwoman were still available so you’d be strutting around in your leather-clad attire with his arm looped around your waist and dealing with more than plenty amounts of mr. and mrs. wayne dressed individuals shouting “MY SON” in michael’s face - which would be burning a bright pink - before collapsing at your feet with smiles spread from cheek-to-cheek or dealing with his frustrated muttering anytime anyone so much as winked or threw a flirtatious smirk in your direction; but all-in-all, he would love twirling around in his cape to make the swooshing sounds or just wildly running around from any booth almost like a kid getting told they can get whatever they want and more at a candy store.

[psychosocialmgc]

nerd!ashton would lose his glasses in the hallways and would bump into you in the midst of his search and though he would be all flustered he would say confidently, “you may be a bit blurry, but i swear you’re the most beautiful girl i have ever seen.”

[clumsy-hood]

could you write about like nerdy music michael who isnt that popular but you have a crush on him and he finds out and gets all red and blushy and then you kiss omfg

he wasn’t necessarily in band, but nerd!michael found it his own little retreat from the tormenting classmates who often mocked him for wearing oversized t-shirts and ripped skinny jeans or teased him for his side-fringe that covered nearly half his face - it actually being long enough to reach his chin - and the band director didn’t mind at all. he often kept to himself, having only a few friends, but no one knew that’s where he spent his lunch periods, away from those that would pelt him with grapes from across the cafeteria, learning and practicing the chords to all of his favorite songs - often humming along to the melody or singing along in a hushed voice. you couldn’t help but notice the quiet boy sneaking through the double doors and into the room from day-to-day around the same time - a worried look on his face when he entered and an expression of relief whenever he left; eventually curiosity would get the best of you as you’d peek through the slim window to see the boy getting lost in a song, his eyes tightly shut, as he sang: “call me a name / kill me with words / forget about me / it’s what i deserve”. creeping inside the room, you kept close to the walls as he finished with the gentle strum of his acoustic guitar and finally opened his eyes. you never realized how piercing yet bright his green eyes were as if they observed the world with wonder, though you knew there was plenty of hurt behind those irises. you offered him a slow clap and strolled towards him - a shy smile on your face - whilst he had a look of humiliation on his own; he shuffled with his guitar and pick, trying to put them away, while mumbling apologies if he was taking up any of your practice time - he didn’t mean anything bad by it. with his back turned to you, you placed a gentle hand on his shoulder and felt him tense beneath your touch as you offered small praise over his rendition of one of your favorite songs - leading to you gushing over all time low. once his curious eyes met your kind ones, you felt your face flush for a moment before you leaned in for a chaste peck on his lips - his usually pale cheeks now burning bright red with and shy smile toying the corners of his mouth. mumbling an apology as the final bell sounded, he offered a small wave and asked if you’d like to join him tomorrow - as long as you weren’t doing anything; you’d nod your head and leave behind a wrapped brownie atop desk before heading to your next class.

i apologize if this wasn’t all that great.. xx

[brokenscenequeen2k15]

Nerd!Ashton

Ashton Irwin, better known as the class know it all, was assigned to you as your partner for a school project. He came to your house to work on it. You and he got comfortable on the couch in the living room with your books and backpacks. You were already bored within 10 minutes of the project, so you flipped on the tv. Ashton didn't fight with you when you did. He was too absorbed in the kissing scene of some teen movie that was playing. He watched intently, mouth hung open a little, releasing a small moan sound. "Have you ever kissed anyone before?” You asked with a smirk, watching him. His face got beet red when he saw that you were looking at him. You wanted to make this handsome boy squirm. You bit your lip, placing your hand innocently on his thigh. He looked paler than a ghost. “Hm?” You hummed making him clear his throat. "Well, I, erm...no," he shook his head while watching your hand. "Oh," you nodded, making little circles with your finger on his thigh. He looked up to you, his eyes a few shades darker than they normally are. He cupped your cheeks in his large hands, pulling you in for a rough kiss as confidence courses through his veins. He kissed you in a way no one has ever have before. When he pulled away, you groaned. "Now I have.”

[lukehotwingsof5sos]

Nerd!luke has the biggest obsession with roman mythology and spends his nights scrolling through endless pages of details about them until one day he hosts a roman mythology club where no one showed up for the first hour and then you stumbled into the cafe and apologized profusely but Luke had forgiven you second he saw you so instead of cancelling the club he just moved it into a dinner session

[lukehotwingsof5sos]

Nerd!luke being really irritated as girls who beg him to tutor them turns out to not want to learn anything at all so he boycotts on tutoring anyone until he finds you in the library one day asleep with a tear stained face and begins to tutor you and ironically enough he begins to find it hard to be able to teach when you're making that cute concentrated face during your sessions

[lukehotwingsof5sos]

Nerd!michael being more of a comic book geek than an academically engrossed nerd who has a huge crush on you and bumps into you in a screening of the new fantastic four movie where you both blurt out that you're here to see just how bad the movie is not because you genuinely wanna watch it out of embarrassment and end up sitting next to each other in the theatre making jokes about how terrible the movie is

[ninjadurtles]

Nerdy!Luke would force a smile every time someone commented on how God damn smart he was and how he was a fucking genius and he’d make it look easy, as though continuously getting the top grades didn’t require much effort from his side. You’d be the only one who knew how pressurised he felt. How each time someone talked about how certain they were that Luke would get into his dream university, his stomach twisted. How he would hide the occasional tests he got a B on in the back of his wardrobe because he couldn’t bear to look at the shock and judgement on people’s faces when Luke slipped slightly. And it would suck, putting up this brave facade but at least he had you, the one person who didn’t expect anything from him and that was enough for him.

for lovehandledluke and canihave5sos’s nerdy!5sos night