you hang with your nerds

help me || jeff atkins

prompt: can you please write another 13 reasons why imagine? one with jeff atkins where you’re clays younger sister? + I know you have a lot of request so I don’t want to overwhelm you so you can ignore this you need to, but if you’re not could you do a Jeff Atkins imagine of being Clay’s twin sister who he has a massive crush on and Clay finds out and thinks it hilarious because Jeff needs his help with girls but then he actually helps him get his sister???

warnings: fluff !! nervous!jeff, light swearing

a/n: i love jeff and i thought i would be cool to combine both of these requests !! hope you enjoy ! like always requests are open and feedback is appreciated :) xx

You were Clay Jensen’s younger sister, twin sister be more specific. He was older than you by 10 minutes and he would always make ‘When I was your age.’ jokes which made you want to strangle him. But life wasn’t all bad, you were friends with Hannah, who always made jokes about you and your brother bring nerds. Then occasionally you would hang with your brother while he tutored the one and only, Jeff Atkins.

To say he was attractive would be an understatement. Jeff Atkins was a big ball of sunshine and he was adorable. You would sit a couple chairs down away from your brother when he tutored Jeff. You didn’t want to bother him, so you either listened to music, take naps, do homework or sometimes read. You remembered once Jeff helped your brother with Oh My Dollar Valentine’s. You overheard Jeff say, “Dude, why not just say you watch Lord of the Rings on repeat.”

“I don’t do that. Anymore.” You heard your brother say and you held in a laugh when both Tony and Jeff gave him looks. Then Tony chimed in, “You used to do that?” You scoff, “What do you mean used to? You still do it now.” You chimed in, looking up from your book. The three boys looking over at you, Clay looking at you wide-eyed. “Shut up Y/N!” Clay exclaimed, you shaking your head and laughing. “Who is that?” Jeff asked Clay looking back towards Clay.

“That would be my annoying twin sister, Y/N.” Clay answered, reading over his questionnaire. Jeff looked at your quiet figure, you had looked fascinated in the book you were reading. Jeff got up and walked over to you, sitting down across from you. “Hello there.” You greeted not looking up from your book. The thing was that you and Jeff never really spoke, it would just be an occasional “hello” and smile. “Hey Y/N. I’ve been wondering if you were gonna do the Valentine questionnaire thing?” Jeff asked, feeling himself get nervous with every word he spoke.

You looked away from your book and at him. “Um, not really. I would rather try and find my soulmate then let some algorithm and machine pair me up with someone.” You answered. “Why do you wanna know Atkins?” You ask, leaning towards him, curiosity in your voice. “I’m just curious, and because I’m helping your brother with his love life.” You give him a small smile, “well good luck, my brother’s love life is pretty small and sad.” You spoke quietly, trying not to let Clay hear. Jeff let out a chuckle, then got up. “Until our next talk Y/N.” Then he walked over and sat down next to Clay and their tutoring session continued.

Over a course of many weeks, you and Jeff had started talking more, leading to Jeff having a massive crush on you. It had gotten to the point where he would get nervous sitting near you. So Jeff being Jeff had confided to Clay. It was a normal day, Clay was tutoring Jeff but you weren’t there, you had gone with Hannah to Monet’s. Jeff decided this would be a perfect opportunity to ask about you. “Hey Clay, do you think you could help me?” Clay looked up from the textbook and nodded his head.

“There’s this girl I like and I don’t know how to talk to her or how to ask her out.” Clay was stunned for a moment. “Hold up, you, Jeff Atkins, is asking me, Clay Jensen, for relationship advice,” Jeff sighed at Clay’s words but let him continued. “This is amazing, who’s the lucky girl?” Clay asked and Jeff was nervous, once again. “Um, it’s Y/N.” Jeff answered quietly, hoping Clay wouldn’t be mad. “Really, my sister? But don’t worry, I’m not mad. You know what, I’ll help you Jeff.” Clay said with a smile and Jeff sighed in relief.

“So anything I should know?” Jeff asked. Clay told Jeff some of your interests but gave him some advice. “I know this is gonna sound cliche and shit but dude seriously, just be yourself. Y/N already likes you for who you are, you shouldn’t try and change yourself. Just be confident and ask her out, she’s at Monet’s right now. Go and ask her out now.” Jeff thought for a moment then gathered his things and got up.

Jeff headed out to Monet’s, he was practically running, hoping you hadn’t left yet. To his relief, you were sitting inside at the small circle table where Hannah usually sat. Hannah was nowhere to be seen so Jeff sat down in the seat across from you. “Hey Jeff.” You greeted with a smile. Jeff’s heart fluttered at your smile, which made him more nervous. “U-um, Y/N, I was w-wondering if you w-wanted to go o-out sometime?” Jeff ask causing you to giggle. “I would love to go out with you.” You answered, a huge grin appearing on Jeff’s face. “Wait, isn’t Clay suppose to be helping you right now?” You asked and Jeff nodded his head.

“I asked your brother for advice to asking you out.” Jeff said quietly. “Why wouldn’t you just ask me out?” You laugh, Jeff’s cheeks started to blush. “I really liked you! I get nervous around you!” He exclaimed, the two of you bursting into laughter. “You’re such a dork.” You smile. Jeff gives you a cheeky grin, “Only for you.”

Teach You - Chapter 1

Pairing: Bucky x fem!Reader
Summary: He was a punk, and she was… what? She was everything society asked for. But he was different, and nobody liked people that were different. So what happens when two different worlds collide? Are they really that different?
Words: ca. 700
Warnings: None

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anonymous asked:

22 Ashton please

You hated studying, always have, probably always will. The one thing you had to look forward to was Ashton. You’d meet in the library every day, and he’d tutor you in Maths and you’d tutor him in Biology. You had a good thing going, it meant that neither of you had to spend money on a professional tutor, and you got to hang out. You had to admit, another perk of this arrangement was that you actually got to hang out with the gorgeous nerd. You didn’t talk much during your normal school schedule because of sill cliques so the time you had together was precious to you.

But today, he was running late. You had your head bent over your textbook when you heard the chair beside you scrape the floor and you looked over to see a very frazzled Ashton flop down in it.

“Are you okay? You’re late, you’re never late.”

“I got mugged.” His tone was one of disbelief, and his eyes were wide.

“Oh my god are you okay? Did they take anything?” You put your hand on his shoulder sympathetically.

“They took my fucking calculator, but that was it. I left my phone at home and I’m broke so they didn’t take my wallet.” He shakily breathed out, leaning back in the chair and pushing his glasses up on his nose.

“Oh, your glasses are cracked!” You took them from his face, and inspected them closely, “Looks like you’ll be seeing double until you can get them fixed.”

You looked up to see Ashton’s face hovering close to yours. You blinked, examining his features.

“What?” He chuckled quietly, his eyes squinting as he obviously struggled to see you.

“Your eyes, they have a bit of gold in them!” You exclaimed softly, glancing down at his tempting lips before clearing your throat and handing his glasses back, quickly turning to your work.

“We should start from Chapter 12, that’s where we left off last time, right?” You hurriedly said.

“Uh huh.” Ashton moved slowly, bringing his chair closer and closer to yours.

“Okay so mitosis,” You began, babbling about cells until you felt Ashton’s eyes burning into your skin, “Ashton, focus!” You scolded him, without daring to make eye contact.

Suddenly his hand was tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear, and he was leaning into you. His lips were centimeters from your skin before you heard him whisper,

I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.

You gulped, still refusing to look his way, and then jumping out of your skin as the bell rang, signalling your next lesson was starting.

Ashton slid his stuff off the table and stood up, walking away without another word. You breathed out, allowing the hammering in your chest to die down. You looked over at where Ashton was mere seconds ago, a note was left on the table.

‘You have my number, call me when you want me to take you out on a real date, and not one with textbooks - Ash x’