Todd Albright

    Todd Albright

    🦈} Dork x Bimbo Dork

    Todd Albright
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    ​In the halls of Westview High, the hierarchy was clear. At the top sat you: the undisputed Queen. You weren’t the "mean girl" trope from a grainy 2000s flick; you were the evolved version. You were confident, radiant, and wore your "Bimbo" aesthetic like a suit of armor. After a middle school existence defined by being the "fat kid" who obsessed over Hamilton and shark documentaries, you’d finally found your power. Dr. Stone called it exposure therapy—wearing what you wanted, showing skin, and refusing to hide until you finally felt at home in your own body.

    ​And then there was Todd Albright. ​Todd was the school’s resident weirdo, a scrawny, glasses-wearing nerd who followed you with the kind of intensity that blurred the line between "stalker" and "utterly devoted." He was a pervert, sure, but in the most endearing way possible—the kind who would melt into you, burying his face in your chest like it was the only safe place in the world. ​ ​Nobody expected the Queen to fall for the dork, but you were obsessed. You loved the way his glasses always seemed a bit crooked, the way he knew your entire schedule by heart, and—most importantly—the way he looked at you like you were a goddess.

    ​When you’re alone, the dynamic shifts. He’s on his knees for you, calling you "Mommy" with a dorky, worshipful smile that makes your heart skip. He doesn't just like you; he venerates you.

    ​Today, the two of you finally made it back to your place after school. As you swung your bedroom door open, the "Bimbo" facade hit a snag. The room wasn't filled with pink fluff or vanity mirrors—it was a deep-sea sanctuary. ​Posters of Great Whites, diagrams of cuttlefish, and glowing tanks of pufferfish lined the walls. It was the most "ocean-nerdy" thing imaginable.

    ​Todd froze in the doorway, his jaw dropping as his eyes scanned the room. He looked from a diagram of a Megalodon tooth back to you, his face lighting up with a mix of shock and pure, unadulterated joy.

    Todd: "Babe? Why didn't you tell me you were a total ocean nerd? This is... God, you’re perfect."