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darlingmarie3 · 1 year
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Is it just me or does anybody else realize that when we have a lead trio is TV/movie pop culture, two of the three are much more popular than the third one. And if it’s a friend group with romance in it, the love interest to one of them is the less popular one. With Harry Potter, it’s Ron Weasley. With Star Wars, it’s Han Solo, then Cameron in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. I was going to say Shawn from Boy Meets World, but let’s be honest, he’s very popular XD
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homosandhomies · 2 years
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new meme format just dropped
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siobhans-roy · 2 years
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FERRIS BUELLER, SLOANE PETERSON and CAMERON FRYE in FERRIS BUELLER’S DAY OFF (1986) dir. John Hughes
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dubblebubbleibuprofen · 8 months
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Whiny Empath x Sociopathic Childhood BFF
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stop asking who’s the man and who’s the woman in a relationship and start asking who has adhd who has autism and who has the brain cell
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penguins-umbrella · 1 year
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“Cameron… Can I ask you a question?”
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beansandshit · 1 year
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they are why i believe in love
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gonzo-rella · 2 years
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Headcanons: Joining Ferris Bueller, Sloane Peterson and Cameron Frye on Their Day Off (And Cameron Asking You Out)
MASTERLIST | AO3 | KO-FI
Requested by: Anon
hi :) i saw you added ferris bueller’s day off to your masterlist! could you write some headcanons about the reader joining ferris, cameron, and sloane on their day off and ferris trying to encourage cam to ask the reader out? i feel like they’d both be pining for each other but would be too nervous to admit it
Relationship(s): Cameron Frye x gn!reader (romantic), Ferris Bueller and Sloane Peterson x gn!reader and Cameron Frye (platonic)
Warnings: A reference (not description) of drowning. (Let me know if I need to add any)
(A/N: This is my first real post to this blog in a while! I rewatched this movie last night and I’m really excited to write for it. I especially can’t wait to write more Cameron stuff (oh, Cameron, my beloved), especially angsty and/or fluffy one-shots and ficlets. This definitely isn’t me begging for Ferris Bueller’s Day Off requests.)
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You really were sick when Ferris called you.
Well, you had a stress-induced headache you were willing to exploit to get out of a gym class you were dreading and a test you hadn’t studied for, and your parents had given up on forcing you to go to school by freshman year.
So, you wouldn’t tell Ferris, Sloane and Cameron to go away when they pulled up in front of your house.
You would be too busy greeting them all to notice Cameron looking away discreetly and scratching his face to cover up the smile he couldn’t suppress when you were around.
You would sit beside Cameron in what you would generously call the ‘back seat’ of the car.
You’d dislike not having a seatbelt.
So, you would instinctively grab onto Cameron’s arm to keep you steady, managing to hide your mild embarrassment with laughter while Cameron looked like he was about to implode.
You would look away from him for most of the car ride, while also loving the feeling of hugging his arm like a koala.
Ferris and Sloane would definitely glance at you two in the mirror and smile to themselves.
You wouldn’t think much of it when Ferris pulls Cameron aside the first time.
You’d just keep chatting with Sloane.
The second time, you would curiously glance over at them and wonder what they were talking about.
That’s when you would notice them glancing over at you (and/or Sloane, you presumed).
The third time, they would catch you looking back at them, and they would both wave awkwardly at you, Ferris trying to appear like his charismatic-self.
Poor Cameron would look completely mortified, though, as if you’d just seen him in the shower.
You’d probably end up staying by Cameron’s side for most of the day.
When you’re at Chez Quis and the baseball game, you would end up sitting next to Cameron.
You wouldn’t notice when Cameron would glance over at you with a smile.
Cameron wouldn’t notice when you would look over at him with a grin.
Whenever Ferris and Sloane wanted to be coupley alone (which Ferris very much emphasised), you would feel obliged to separate from them and take Cameron with you.
You would look at Cameron as he glares at Ferris.
That’s how you miss Ferris’ obvious wink.
“Um...why don’t we go look at some pretentious art, huh, Cam?”
“I-Uh...okay.”
You would slowly wander off while Cameron finished talking to Ferris.
They would start whispering, presumably so you couldn’t hear them.
Well, Cameron would be hissing rather than whispering.
Cameron would jog to catch up with you, eventually reaching your side.
He would probably find you staring at a painting, trying (and failing) to figure it out, and join you in looking at it.
When you ask him what him and Ferris have been talking about all day, he uncertainly stammers out nonsense. (”Well, uh... actually... I-he-I-”) and that’s what makes you decide to drop it (”Nevermind.”).
When Cameron goes almost catatonic after noticing the mileage on his dad’s car, you try your hardest to snap him out of it.
You wouldn’t get in the stranger’s jacuzzi, instead laying beside the hot tub and looking up at Cameron with concern.
Like Ferris and Sloane, you panic when he ‘drowns’, but you can’t help but be proud when you return to Cameron’s house and he starts kicking his dad’s car.
It makes your heart skip a beat when he looks you in the eye as he speaks.
When Ferris leaves to walk Sloane home, you stay behind for a few minutes.
“Are you sure you’re gonna be okay?”
“Yeah”
“Okay-” You pause. “Well, I’ll see you at school.”
“Yeah-” He also pauses. “Hey...um...if my dad doesn’t kill me or ground me for life...do you maybe wanna go out on Saturday?”
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jmyb117 · 3 months
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Sloane and Cameron should have been a couple in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off instead of Ferris and Sloane.
First off, they actually have a lot of chemistry in the movie to the point where it’s actually kind of weird that Ferris doesn’t say anything.
Second off, one of the main criticisms of the movie is that Sloane is kind of just there and doesn’t really have a lot of depth to her character, but that’s kind of necessitated by Ferris’ cartoonish role in the film, which then extends to her.
Third off and most importantly, that scene where they’re watching Ferris in the float and both are talking about how they’re not interested in anything is really cute and I wish they had done more of that.
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Polyamorous flag picked from Ferris, Sloane, and Cameron from Ferris Bueller's Day Off!
requested by @itsfine6
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lestatanic · 2 years
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I’m currently fixating on the ferris/sloane/cameron poly ship??? It’s just so good??? It’s so comforting???
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futureboy-ao3 · 1 year
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Ferris Bueller’s Roaring Twenties
T, 2/7 chapters, in progress
“Cultural Resources, Cameron Frye speaking--” “Cameron! Baaaaabe! What’s happenin’?”
As with everything, it starts with a phone call. On a perfectly ordinary work day, Cameron is dragged into the urban Chicago wilderness by his two best friends - and brunch quickly turns into a panicked, gleeful adventure. (For Ferris, anyway.)
Cameron/Ferris/Sloane, OT3, slowburn. This is gonna be a decent wordcount when it’s finished!
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tobyislame · 7 months
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Hi this is awkward s/o person again, you have fueled my toby brain and I'd like to make another request (if you're willing)
What would he be like with his s/o on Halloween? Does he dress up with them, get candy, or maybe stay home and watch scary movies with them? And very important question...if he dresses up, who would he dress up as?
toby rogers x reader: HALLOWEEN EDITION!!!!
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welcome back friend!!! i will always be willing i love your requests!! OHOHOHO i am going to get soo silly with this one
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- toby goes fucking BALLISTIC over halloween oh my god. it's the only time of the year where he can go into town and just be normal. everyone's got masks on, everyone's donning costumes, so he blends in like butter on bread. being able to exist in a public space without so much as a dirty look is fucking elating, it's one of the only graces of normalcy that he gets and he milks the opportunity for everything its got. what most would treat like any other day, he treats like a paragon. for one night he isn't toby rogers, wanted dead or alive - he's just some guy.
- he's suuuper fucking annoying about it too. he wants to do ALL the halloween stuff and he WILL drag you along with him whether you want it or not. his mansion buds aren't exempt from this treatment either no one is safe
- before night falls and the real fun begins, you guys are staying in and he's making SURE you have a good day. he's got those cheap halloween cookies in the oven (you know the ones they got pumpkins on em), his place is done up with lights and tacky dollar store decorations, and he's got a pot of apple cider simmering on the stove that mixes with the woodsy smell of his cabin just fucking beautifully. he tries really hard.
- he gets really fucking into it, and you can't help but find his admittedly childlike excitement over it a little endearing. if you ever commented on it, about how he hardly gets this excited over anything else, he'd probably just get all weirdly defensive and dismissive over it. he's been this way about it since he was a kid, never really grew out of it. even after everything.
- he's putting out a SPREAD of treats for you guys: candy corn, caramel corn, the works. can't have it any other way if you're marathoning slashers. there's a sort of unmentionable effort he puts into it with the halloween paper plates he goes out of his way to get (steal), one of those little details that puts this subdued warmth in your chest. he wants to make everything nice for you. he wants for you to have good things.
- you two. on his pilled up couch. grandpa sweaters. steaming apple cider in thrifted (stolen) mugs. flannel blanket. crackling embers from the log burner. oh yeah baby
- he makes halloween movie watchlists. oh yeah he's serious about this. he only really likes the kind of stuff you can snag off rental store shelves: sleepaway camp for eye candy (we need more slutty slutty men in horror flicks), hellraiser but only the 1987 one, texas chainsaw massacre but only the 1974 one (he's got a crush on leatherface that he'll never admit to anyone or himself), the thing is his fucking FAVORITE horror movie of all time, throw the final destinations in there just for fun, stuff like that. saw movies are his guilty pleasure. even with you, he tries to be some hard-ass and play it off when he gets all spooked and jumpy, though the way he clings to you just a little tighter says something else.
- yea this man has split skulls and gotten brain matter stuck in his hair and horror movies still scare him
- now the most important question: costumes.
- ok i have two visions for what he'd be and in both events he's forcing you to dress up with him: for one i can totally see him throwing on some ferris bueller getup and dragging you along as either sloane or cameron, or y'all are going as bill and ted and he's calling dibs on bill (so he has an excuse to wear a crop top it's totally only for the costume). if you refuse to dress up he will not shut up about how you're "no fun" until you give in
- he also uses the holiday as an opportunity to terrorize the general public. you guys are hiding out in corn mazes and jumping out at whatever poor soul happens to walk by like some surprise scare actor, pretending to be ghosts to scare off the kids who think hanging out at cemeteries makes them cool. he's the village menace. genuinely the HOA puts up a sign saying look out for this guy
- he takes you "trick or treating" but with the biggest quotations ever. he'll go around to the houses that just have bowls of candy out with a sign that says "please take one" or something and straight up just take the bowl
- when he isn't having (mostly) harmless fun and treating the townspeople like his plaything, he's treating you to some good wholesome traditional halloween activities, and he's a massive sucker for those. like, no fucking question about it he is dragging your ass to the pumpkin patch. if he's lucky he can get a five finger discount on some caramel apples for you two. of COURSE he's hauling some pumpkins home for you guys to carve, even if he'll just inevitably leave them to rot on his porch but he SWEARS he'll throw them out soon he SWEARS
- he insists on going to at least one haunted house even though he's the one that always gets you two kicked out for clocking scare actors. he's banned from most of them
- at some point in the night you'll probably end up crashing some college house party and, even though they scare him shitless, nothing makes him feel more like a guy than standing around with a red solo cup in his hand. he isn't there to make friends anyway (god knows he has no clue how), he's the one that just kinda pets the dog the entire time then leaves
- at the very end of day you guys are falling asleep tangled up in each other on the couch, smoke hanging in the air and the dvd screensaver bouncing around on the tv screen
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pasukiyo · 2 years
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hear me out. chewing steve’s gum. not like his person pack of him, like the gum in his mouth. you swap it in a kiss and you get his mint gum and he gets your regular bubble gum flavor. it gets him going when you ask him “stevie, can i have your gum” looking at him with big doe eyes, why would he ever deny you??
𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐮𝐦.
— steve harrington x f!reader
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warnings; mentions of smut at the end if you squint.
a/n; this idea bro had me giggling for the past how ever many days its been since you sent it in 😩
word count; 959
disclaimer; this is set after season four, since ferris bueller didn’t come out until months after the latest season takes place so keep that in mind because everything is fine with hawkins okay 😠
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“so, don’t you think that sloane definitely had a thing for cameron? i mean, c’mon, the way she was caressing his face when he was in shock… you can’t tell me she didn’t feel something.”
 she gazed up at her boyfriend from her spot on his lap, watching the way his jaw moved every time he chewed his piece of mint gum. his fingers absentmindedly traced patterns into her forearm, his other folded behind his head as he leaned against skull rock. “you’ve been on about this since we went to the theater last week,” she reminded, chuckling behind her piece of bubblegum, “you’re obsessed.”
 he unfolded the arm behind his head and outstretched it, eyes widening in his sockets. “i’m just saying, she was acting all excited about ferris wanting to marry her at the end but she clearly has some type of feelings for cameron. alls i’m saying is that it’s weird,” he argued, “and i’m not obsessed, i just don’t like shit like that. if you’re gonna commit to someone, you can’t be having feelings for someone else. that’s it.”
 she giggled again, the bubblegum popping in her mouth as she reached up, tickling the underside of his chin with her forefinger. “you’re cute when you’re mad, harrington,” she teased, and he glimpsed down at her. “mad? i’m not mad, i was just saying—“
 “steve,” she tittered, pushing herself up in his lap, turning her body so that she faced him, her arms wrapping around his neck and drawing him in closer. her fingertips massaged his scalp as they chewed their pieces of gum, the fiery glint in his deep, brown eyes fizzling out as he leaned back into her touch. “don’t get your panties in a wad, old man, it’ll only give you more wrinkles.”
 “you think i’m wrinkly?” he cocked an eyebrow. she hummed, pushing her gum flat against her teeth before blowing a small bubble, letting it pop back into her mouth. “i can’t believe you. i am not wrinkly, and i am not old,” steve pouted, smacking his gum angrily. she laughed, “you’re pushing twenty, harrington. you’re practically withering away now as we speak.”
 his eyelids narrowed, “am not.”
 “oh, yes you are.”
 “am not!”
 “yes you are.”
 “you know what? i can’t believe we’re having this argument right now. you’re going to be twenty come next year anyways,” he pointed out. “so doesn’t that make you old too?”
 “no,” she replied. “because i’m not wrinkly.”
 steve stopped chewing his gum to instead press his lips together in a firm, thin line. “that’s it. i’m breaking up with you,” he tried to push himself away, but couldn’t help the small smile creeping upon his lips. 
 he wasn’t trying very hard to get her off of him, after all. 
 “like i’d ever let you do that,” she murmured, her lips a ghost against his. he tensed when she drew closer, and it of course didn’t go unnoticed. she rolled her hips around on his lap, playing it off as trying to get more comfortable, but his hands rested on her curves, keeping her settled into one place. 
 “stevie,” she purred, the tip of her nose nuzzling against his and her eyelashes fluttering. “can i have your gum?”
 steve inhaled sharply and tilted his head at this, trying to look anywhere but her eyes because he knew all too well that if he did, he wouldn’t be able to resist her. “i thought you hated mint.“
 she hummed as she, too, tilted her head the opposite of his, their lips fitting together perfectly now, but not quite pressed together. “i do. but it tastes like you,” her voice was but a mere whisper, “switch with me. i know you love bubblegum.”
 with a finger on the underside of his chin, she lifted his face until their eyes could meet, and she knew the second he folded.
 he melted.
 when she looked at him with such big, glistening irises, how could he deny her? she was alluring, a siren much too strong to resist. all it took was one look, and he was practically putty in her hands. 
 “god, c’mere.”
 he cupped the back of her neck and tugged her into him until their lips surged together, the mix of mint and bubblegum along with their saliva making them hum. she could feel the wad of mint gum sitting on his tongue, and guided it onto her own, steve doing the same with her piece of bubblegum. their lips lingered, even after the transaction, tongues doing pirouettes around one another, teasingly, lovingly. when they did eventually pull away, their foreheads rested against one another, and she hummed at the piece of gum in her mouth, steve harrington’s flavor overpowering the faded taste of mint. 
 “mmm, tastes just like you,” she tittered, and he pursued his lips. “i taste like faded mint?’
 “steve. that’s gross.”
 “i hope that means i don’t.”
 “no, you actually taste good.”
 “hm,” he hummed, blowing a bubble with the piece of bubblegum she had given him. “you taste amazing.”
 her smile was a crescent against his lips, “that’s not the first time i’ve heard you say that,” she teased, nuzzling her nose against his. steve laughed at this, stealing her lips for a swift kiss. a small silence ensued, but they relished in the silence, in the feeling of one another’s hands on each other’s bodies, in the warmth of each other’s skin. 
 “you know, skull rock is like, the makeout spot. i pretty much in—“
 “invented it, yeah, yeah, i know.”
 he scrunched his nose at this, playfully bopping his forehead against hers, and her chest heaved when she giggled. 
 “but you know, it’s not only known for making out.”
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angelwiththeblue-box · 7 months
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“shake it up baby now twist and shout!”
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