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🕑 Added 2025-11-27 19:18:49 +0000 UTCHehe… okay… posting this comic genuinely makes my knees weak.
I don’t know what it is about this moment…
that tiny real spark, that sweet nerdy smile, that shift in his tone…
but every time I revisit it, I get that same trembling little rush.
This comic was inspired by such a mundane encounter.
Just a customer at my register—big, sweet, harmless-looking—
and we were chatting, you know, the normal
“oh hey, how’s your day, beep-scan-beep” kind of rhythm.
And then, out of nowhere,
he casually drops it.
Like it’s nothing.
Like he isn’t about to short-circuit my entire nervous system.
“I restore old arcade cabinets…”
Like… what.
I was NOT prepared for that level of unexpected nerd hotness.
And then he adds—so casually it almost felt cruel—
that it helps him pay for his Silver Age Flash comics.
And that was the moment.
That exact, stupidly perfect moment.
I swear my whole body did a tiny, traitorous shiver.
I felt it.
This warm little spark curling low in my belly,
like someone pulled a string inside me.
Like my whole soul just leaned forward and whispered:
“…oh… oh no, he’s actually hitting every single weakness I have.”
Completely scrambling my brain like a shy little omelette.
My thighs pressed together.
My voice went soft and breathy.
And all I could think was:
If he touched me right now I’d melt.
If he leaned in even an inch I’d beg.
If he asked, I’d follow him anywhere.
It was that intense.
That stupid.
That primal.
And he had no idea he’d triggered this needy little storm inside me—
this hot, dizzy ache that made me want him in ways
I absolutely should not want someone while I’m at work.
He had this soft, proud little smile too…
not like he was showing off,
but like he genuinely loved what he was talking about.
And me?
Oh gods, I must’ve looked ridiculous.
Standing there, nodding, smiling, pretending to be normal…
Meanwhile all I could think about was
grabbing his belt, pulling him close,
letting him take me somewhere quiet
and push me against something sturdy while I gasped his name.
My face got hot instantly—
that dumb, breathy little “oh really?” slipped out
before my brain even checked in.
Because yes. YES.
That kind of nerdy passion hits me so hard.
Especially from someone who looks like
he could pick me up with one hand without even thinking about it.
He smiled at me—
this slow, knowing little smile—
and for one dangerous second
I felt this needy ache bloom in my chest and lower,
like my body was four steps ahead of my common sense.
Of course in real life
I just giggled like a dork,
finished the checkout,
and tried to play it cool…
Even though inside I was very much not cool.
I stayed behind my counter with warm cheeks,
trying not to look like I was imagining
his hands braced on either side of me.
Trying not to think how easily he could’ve backed me up.
How his voice would sound if he leaned in close.
How I’d probably melt into a puddle on the floor
and ruin the whole shift.
He walked away,
and immediately I had that tiny, traitorous thought:
“…If this were a comic…
this would go in a very different direction.~” >:3
And yeah… in my head it went exactly there.
My imagination is a menace.
A soft, flustered menace
with zero restraint once the right kind of nerdy sweetness shows up.
So this comic isn’t just fantasy—
it’s that feeling.
That ache I felt under my ribs.
That warmth pooling low in my belly.
It wasn’t about sex in real life.
It was about craving.
About being soft, vulnerable, desperate for closeness—
for that intoxicating mix of nervousness and desire.
About how my body can feel so alive and exposed
in the presence of someone so unexpected,
so ordinary and yet so devastating,
that one tiny nerdy confession
made me want someone so intensely
I had to draw it out just to get it out of my system.
And yes… if this were fiction?
I’d absolutely go there.
My brain already did.~ ehehe
And I’m so, so happy I get to share it with you.
I hope it makes you smile…
and maybe blush a little with me 💗✨
💚 Nerdy Collector Squeaking Time
Oh! And a tiny little action-figure scream because I’m still squeaking:
The S.H.Figuarts (Shinkocchou Seihou) Kamen Rider New No. 1 — Legendary Showa Riders Edition
FINALLY became available again!!
It’s been closed for preorder forever—since Mystic Fest this summer—
and HLJ had it marked discontinued,
so I genuinely thought I missed it forever.
But… a small miracle!
A tiny restock dropped and I SNATCHED it so fast.
And yes, I also pre-ordered the New Cyclone bike
because my little collector gremlin heart whispered:
“what if he goes up again? be ready.”
AND IT PAID OFF HAHA.
Now I just need a Shocker Combatant (or 3 lol) and Rider 2.
(And… honestly? I kinda like Ichimonji more than Hongo, heh.)
Then I saw D Amazing’s review of the Sakurajima Rider 1 and… oh my god…
it’s gorgeous.
The older costumes just have this vibe.
The only problem: Sakurajima Rider 1 is like $170 shipped to me… yikes.
Thankfully I do have the Figure-Rise Shin Kamen Rider,
I just… need to build him…
Something I am very good at
and totally don’t have like four unbuilt kits
and several D&D minis from half a lifetime ago… ahem.
But I DID build the Figure-Rise Kamen Rider Kabuto
—the first Kamen Rider show I ever watched—
so there’s hope, okay??
Anyway—
I’m still so, so happy with the figure I did get,
so my collector heart is very warm right now 💚
The rar in attachments includes the PSD, sketch,
and both versions of the comic—enjoy ;P
