#stanley barber x you

[canislupus-exe]

Glad You Came | stanley barber

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fandom | I Am Not Okay With This

character | Stanley Barber

reader | they/them (she ver.)(he ver.)

requested | Anonymous

warnings | none

word count | 635

keys | (Y/n) = Your name, (g/n) = guardian's noun (ex: mom, dad, grandma, etc.)

summary | FLUFFY STANLEY B X READER WHERE THE READER IS PLAYING WITH STANS CURLS AND SMELLING HIS HAIR WHILE STAN IS SPOONING THS READER. THANK YOU ❤️♥️❤️♥️

editor | @feliscatus-exe

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Stan yawned as he pulled his ancient car into the driveway of his house. Once it was off, he leaned his head on the steering wheel. It was a long day at work, and he couldn’t wait to get inside and pass the hell out. A tap on the window met his ears and he was ready to explain to his dad why he was home so late, but when he looked up he saw a much more pleasant sight. It was you, the person he loved more than anything else in the world. He painstakingly rolled his window down, every torturous minute cursing their impracticality.

“What are you doing here?” He asked. You laughed and opened the door of his car.

“This would’ve been much easier than rolling the window down you know?” You replied. He frowned as he realized that you were right. And thus began the equally torturous dilemma of winding it back up.

“You didn’t answer my question.” He said as he pulled his keys out of the ignition. You smiled.

“Is it a crime to want to see my boyfriend after his arduous day of work?”

Stan gently shut the car door, minimizing the sound in hopes of not waking his father up. He turned around and drooped his arms around your waist.

“I suppose not.” He replied, kissing your forehead. You give him a goofy smile as a blush spread across your cheeks.

“My (g/n) said I could spend the night if that’s alright with you.” You said as you draped your arms around his neck. 

“Hm… I’ll have to check if my dad is sleeping, so wait here.” He replied, giving you another kiss on your forehead. He walked to his front door and pulled out his keys, unlocking it as quietly as he could. He peeked his head inside, having a clear shot of his father passed out on the couch. He smiled and motioned you over, to which you happily complied. He opened the door and put his finger in front of his lips, telling you to be quiet. You nodded before quickly and silently making your way to his room. 

You took off your shoes and sat on his bed, making yourself comfortable. It was incredibly inviting, especially after having walked all the way from your house to his. Sure, it wasn’t an insane trip, but it was late, and you were oh so tired. After a few minutes, he joined you with a large smile on his face.

“Took you long enough.” You teased. He chuckled and locked his bedroom door.

“Oh Stanley, you’re not trying to pull a fast one on your dear old partner, are you?” You ask, despite knowing the answer. His face blushed slightly before he flopped himself on his bed.

“I just don’t want my dad to come in. You know he’d throw a fit if he saw you here.” He replied. You silently nodded and placed your hands on his head, which was conveniently close to your lap, and began to massage his scalp. He sighed in relief as he turned his body so he could hug your legs. You laughed and continued to play with his curls, a fond smile adorned your face as you looked down at him.

Your constant ruffling and massaging of his hair made the scent waft up to you, and you realized he must’ve washed it recently. It smelled distinctly of pine, and you silently cursed yourself for being such a romantic that you recognized it. This man had you at your knees for him.

“I’m glad you came.” You heard him say, but his words were muffled by your thighs. You smiled.

“Me too.”

#i am not okay with this imagine #ianowt imagine #i am not okay with this #ianowt #sydney novak #stanley barber #dina #brad lewis #stanley barber imagine #stanley barber x reader #non binary reader #fluff #glad you came #canislupus.txt

[bellshazes]

dreaming up a syllabus for an imaginary course on metanarratives about gameplay, which i think would go something like:

unit 1: who do you think you are i am - auto-documentary & games

Vlogs and the Hyperreal, Folding Ideas

The Slow Death of Let's Play Videos, Meraki (to ~10:00)

World Record Progression: Mike Tyson, Summoning Salt

ROBLOX_OOF.mp3, hbomberguy

Life as a Bokoblin: A Zelda Nature Documentary, Monster Maze

optional: Braindump on the History of Let's Plays, slowbeef

unit 2: what like it's hard? - intro to challenge narratives

Chapter 26: Games as Narrative Play: Two Structures for Narrative Play, Rules of Play

A different kind of challenge run: Minimalist 100% (BOTW), Wolf Link

Surviving 100 Days on Just Dirt, Mogswamp

Can You Beat DARK SOULS III with Only Firebombs, the Backlogs

Is it Possible to Beat Super Mario 3D World while permanently crouching?, Ceave Gaming

The Pacifist Challenge - Beating Hollow Knight Without Collecting Soul [CHALLENGE] - Sample

optional: How to 100% Snowpeak Ruins in under 15 minutes, bewildebeest

unit 3: nelly you don't understand, i AM the narrative - form and function

The Future of Writing about Games, Jacob Geller

Can You Beat GRIME Without Weapons?, the Backlogs

Mushroom Kingdom Championships, Ceave Gaming

My Life as a Barber in Hitman 2, MinMax (Leo Vader)

MyHouse.WAD - Inside Doom's Most Terrifying Mod, PowerPak

optional: Mega Microvideos, Matthewmatosis

the theme and structure is mostly intended to introduce at least one critical or historically contextual work followed by examples of the type of narrative in question.

in unit 1, this is the idea of "How do people talk about their own experiences in the context of YouTube and playing video games?" across three rather different kinds of documentaries. unit 2 is intended to take that lens of who is telling what tale and dial in on challenge running, where i first noticed the way some videos turn the story of overcoming a challenge into its own narrative that is distinct from but related to the narrative events of the game itself. unit 3 circles back to the bigger picture with a variety of examples that, to me, are maximally metanarrative, the emergent story of the player-narrator now functionally replacing the game's embedded narrative.

bonus unit: broken narratives

Glitch & the Grotesque at the MLA, Sylvia Korman

Watching time loop movies to escape my time loop, Leo Vader

The Stanley Parable, Dark Souls, and Intended Play, Folding Ideas

Breaking Madden, Jon Bois

The TRUTH about the Pizzaplex in FNAF: Security Breach, AstralSpiff

this one is highly underdeveloped, but i'd love to work out something more robust building on randomizer challenges that produce intentionally bizarre, semi-ironic "lore," and bois-esque endeavors to break games so hard the story itself crumbles. but that's really out of scope so i'm just including the links to things i couldn't bear to get rid of. more rambling abt the challenge runs I chose under the cut.

Challenge runs represent one of the most obvious places to start, due to being extremely plentiful and having a hook that makes a "here's how I did X thing in Y video game" format almost unavoidable. Minimalist 100% is an underrated and sweet straightforward example that I mostly include as a baseline for reporting-out style narrative; here are the facts, here's what happened, this is the thing that it is. Mogswamp's 100 Days on Just Dirt is similar in style, but the physical measuring of days is a delightful and, more importantly, external narrative device.

Now oriented, we get a taste of Ceave Gaming's narrative approach to Mario challenges with the no-crouching run, and while we still aren't at the degree of player-characters being constructed for the narrative's sake, the spirited belief in crouching sets the stage for other rhetoric in more extreme cases we'll see later.

The Backlogs' entire body of work qualifies here, but GRIME is the strongest inspiration for putting this list together. I include the DS3 firebombs run because what was initially a factual description of how his wife's use of firebombs inspired him to play differently in the original DS1 firebombs run has developed into full-blown multi-game narrative arc with the Firebomb Goddess (his wife, who also voices the character) compelling his in-game character to achieve his destined quest. Grime takes that even further,

In-Game Documentaries

I include Life as a Bokoblin mostly as a contrast to My Life as a Barber - there is a level of fictionalization and roleplay involved in the Zelda in-game documentary that highlights exactly what I want to single out when I am talking about metanarrative, the story about a story.

#peter posts #mc meta #<- close enough #also i will add some context for the rest of the docus too since the summoning salt is on here for a VERY SPECIFIC REASON

[agaypanic]

Stanley barber x reader where he’s very handsy and just can’t be away from reader for more then 5 minutes. doesn’t have to be smut maybe just a heated make out session or smth idk (sorry if this is to vague)

Handsy (Stanley Barber X Reader)

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Summary: Stanley Barber just can’t get enough of his girlfriend.

A/N: this is pretty short and honestly not that good bc idk how to write steamy scenes lmao

***

It wasn’t unusual to find Stanley’s hands on you in some way. Even before you two started dating, you’d hold hands and be cuddly all the time. But now, there would also be kisses wherever he could reach, and an ass or boob grab every now and then. Of course, a lot of that would be saved for in private.

Sometimes, Stanley couldn’t help himself around you. It would get to the point where you were very thankful his dad was rarely home, and your parents didn’t seem to care about your whereabouts.

“Oh, Stanley.” You moaned as he sucked on your neck from his place beneath you. You don’t really know how you ended up like this. One minute you were writing an essay while your boyfriend danced around his room to his Bloodwitch record; the next, you were straddling him on his couch while he seemed to try to suck the life out of you. He groaned as you yanked him away from your neck by his curls and put your mouth on his.

“Baby, please.” He pleaded against your lips. He didn’t really know what he was asking for; he just knew he wanted more. He wanted whatever you were willing to give him.

“My paper’s due tomorrow.” You murmured. “I’ve barely even started it.” Yet you were doing nothing to stop this.

“Just five minutes, Baby, that’s all I need.” You smiled, pulling away despite his protests.

“You’re such a horndog.” With all your willpower, you slipped off his lap and ignored his pouting to go back to your paper.

“And you’re mean,” Stanley whined, moving your laptop to lay himself across your lap. Shaking your head, you rested the computer on his upper back, ignoring his hand that started rubbing your knee.

“Yes, I’m so evil, Stanny.” You laughed when he agreed and went back to writing. He was silent for a while, the only noise in the room being typing and Bloodwitch. When the record had finished, you let him get up to change it. He came back to stand before you, some obscure artist you didn’t recognize playing behind him.

“Y/n?” He sounded like a shy child, a stark contrast to how he sounded ten minutes ago.

“Yes, Stanley?” You asked, giving him a quick glance before looking back down at your computer.

“Can I…” He sighed, annoyed that you weren’t paying him any attention. “Can I just lay on your boobs?” That caught your attention.

“Huh?”

“No funny business, I promise. Please, Y/n.” You sighed. The look he gave you was so endearing you wouldn’t have guessed that he was asking to use your boobs as a pillow. You got up, moved to Stanley’s bed, set your computer to the side, and waited for him. He eagerly followed you, climbing on top of your body. You didn’t expect him to put his head under your shirt to rest his head on you, but you weren’t opposed to it.

You set the computer back on your boyfriend and resumed your promise. Every now and then, you take a pause to stroke your fingers along Stanley’s spine.

“Watcha doin’?” You asked as you started planning out your conclusion. You felt kisses against your chest, and it seemed like Stanley was losing his resolve to keep his promise of no funny business.

“Nothing.” He muttered before giving you a few more kisses. “Just focus on your paper.” You nodded, ready to do just that, when one of the hands that was wrapped around your torso slid down to your thigh, giving it a tight squeeze. You sighed, trying to ignore it. But the more you resisted him, the more intoxicating Stanley became.

You closed your laptop and put it on the floor beside the bed. Lifting your shirt enough to pull Stanley off of your chest, you flipped the two of you over so he was on his back. You pulled your shirt off and grabbed his face, bringing his lips to yours.

“Five minutes.”

#stanley barber #stanley barber x reader #ianowt #i am not okay with this #agaypanic

[samuelerssonupdates]

"I informed our group this morning that Sean Couturier is the captain of this team. His leadership and presence has been second to none this year and an essential reason why our group is playing at another level. He is a true professional on and off the ice."

[Couturier] ranks fifth in team history in games played and is the fifth player in Flyers history to skate in 12-or-more seasons with the club: Claude Giroux (15), Bobby Clarke (15), Rick MacLeish (12) and Bill Barber (12).

"Now the other way, Giroux. He's got plenty of help – Giroux – hold – to Couturier – HE SCORES! He's nineteen years old and he has a Stanley Cup hat trick! The Flyers lead 7-5!... So many times, I've said, alright, I've seen it all. This Flyers team continues to do things that just. Well, it defies everything you think you know about the game."

X / X / X / X

#sean couturier #not an SEU #flyers #philadelphia flyers

[cringe-but-proud]

stanlry barber from ianowt X gn reader cuddle headcannons please 🥺🙏

I am not okay with this MENTIONED!!!!!

Stanley Barber Cuddling Headcanons!!

A/n: My requests are open. And, y'know... If you wanna send in stuff for ainowt... That'd be cool

I'm sorry guys, but the first time y'all cuddle, it's PAINFULLY awkward 💀

He's shifting around while trying to get comfortable, he doesn't know where to put his hands, he doesn't know whether or not you want him to talk so it's just silent the entire time

After the first few times, y'all get the hang of it, though.

I don't think he'd be a spooning guy.

He's not opposed to it, but he won't be the one initiating it.

He likes holding you while you're facing him. That way you can either put your head on his chest, or shoulder, or he can just look at your face ❤️

He doesn't like cuddling in silence. So, he's either rambling to you the whole time, or you guys have music/a movie playing in the background

If he can, he'll play with your hair.

LOVES HAVING HIS BACK RUBBED

But, be careful. If you rub his back for an extended period of time, he's falling asleep

Btw, he moves around a lot in his sleep So, if y'all fall asleep cuddling together, do not expect to wake up in the same spot you fell asleep in

Guys I'm going crazy for this next one

He'll him into your ear while you guys cuddle.

Why am I cooking?

If you guys are laying down and you get up to go get something he's like "wait, wait, wait, what do you need?" And he'll get it for you himself

If he's a high, he gets way clingier.

But, he's also real giggly. So, you guys are laying together and he just starts laughing.

If you ask him what he's laughing at, it takes him a good minute to stop laughing so that he can actually talk.

And he just giggles out some random bullshit like "poison sandwich"

His silly, weirdo, loser rizz works on me 😋😋

#stanley barber x reader #Stanley barber fanfiction #i am not okay with this x reader #i am not okay with this fanfiction #x reader #fanfiction

[reareaotaku]

Late Night Calls

Summary: Stan gets into a fight with his father and he decides to call you late at night. Pairings: Stanley Barber x Fem! Reader Tw: Suicidal Ideations/thoughts mentioned, Co-dependency, Obsession

Stan rubs his face, his brows frowned. He couldn't stand his father and sometimes he wished he was dead. Well- maybe not dead, but definitely far, far away with his best friend, Y/n. He smiled when thinking about his best friend. Honestly, she was the only thing keeping him from committing. He knows he shouldn't be so co-dependent on another person when it comes to whether he lives or not, but there was nothing else in the world worth living for.

He frowned as the phone rang; Over and over. He was hoping she'd pick up at the first ring, but he was sure she was busy.

"Hello?" Your tired voice picked up the phone, making him smile to himself.

He loved the sound of your voice waking up from a nap. You weren't fully awake, so your voice had some fog to it. It was rocky and hard which he found cute since it was so different than how you normally smoke. But, honestly, everything about you was cute; At least to him. "Y/n?"

"Stan? It's 2 in the morning. Why are you up?"

He groans and you instantly picked up on his mood.

"Your dad, huh?"

"Yeah."

He could hear the creak of your bed and a huff, making him think you were trying to move to a more comfortable spot.

"Want to talk about it?"

There was a pause, before he sighs. "No, not really."

"Okay, well, what do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know... Anything." He just wanted an excuse to hear your voice. It always helped soothed him.

"Hmm... Do you think Dina and Sydney are together?"

Stan chuckles, before sitting up on his bed. "Dina and Sydney? Doesn't Dina have a boyfriend?"

"That asshole jock? I doubt it'll last."

"Oh yeah? Do you think we'd last?"

"We'd?"

Stan's face turned a bright red, thankful you couldn't see him. "I just- Uh, meant... well-"

"Haha, we'd definitely last longer than Dina and Sydney."

Stan practically froze, "What?"

"I mean, like if- Well," Now it was your turn to be flabbergasted. You assumed he meant like dating. Though, it was to late now, "I mean if we were dating, we'd definitely last longer than them."

"You think so?"

"Yeah." You laugh, "Sydney could never ask Dina out and Dina... Well, talk about denial," You sing-song 'denial.' You hear a laugh on the other end and you smile to yourself. "What do you think?"

"What do I think?"

"Yeah, like do you think we'd last longer than them?"

"Yeah. I do."

"Well, maybe we should find out."

"Find out?"

"Yeah, we should date," You fiddle with the cord, waiting for a response. It felt like forever before he finally answered.

"Oh god, you have no idea how many times I've dreamed about this- Am I dreaming?"

"No. Am I?"

"I sure hope not."

"So, how about we go tomorrow?"

"Yeah. I'm free."

"Great. Can't wait," you hang up the phone.

Stan smiles, "Yeah... Me either."

#stanley barber #i am not okay with this #yandere stanley barber #stanley barber x reader #ianowt #ianowt x reader #yandere stanley x reader #yandere stanley barber x reader

[gummi-stims]

Can i request a stimboard for stanley barber from the show i am not okay with this

Here you go, had never heard of this show before so I hope this is alright!

🚗-🎳-🚗

💨- x -💨

🚗-🎳-🚗

#stimboard #i am not okay with this #stanley barber #moodboard #stim #bowling #bowling ball #bowling alley #weed #drugs tw #bong #car #smoking #flannel #plaid #shoes #driving #irl people #hands #visual stim #tactile stim #fabric #soft #pink #teal #aqua #brown

[hopefulfuturenovelauthor]

Charlie Boy

Stanley Barber x reader gn

song- Charlie Boy by the Lumineers

about 1.2 k words

warnings: language, mentions of Stanley’s father, Stanley’s bruised eye, I can’t think of anything else but if I need to add something let me know.

“Don’t go to war, firstborn in ‘44,” you walked around the room, collecting a mound of blankets from the couch. 

“And Kennedy made him believe, we could do much more,” the soft fabrics clung to your arms, still a little wet from the pouring rain. Running around the block to get here without an umbrella had not been your brightest idea. But that didn’t stop you anyway.

“Lillian, don’t hang your head, love should make you feel good,” you let the blankets fall from your arms at the foot of the bed. You grabbed the fluffiest from the pile and carefully laid it over the boy lying on his side. 

“In uniform, you raised a man, who volunteered to stand,” you gently patted his head of curls, taking your other arm’s sleeve to wipe away stray tears.

“Ohohoh, ohoh, ohoh, 0hohoh, ohoh, ohoh,” he laid there still unmoving as sadness pooled in his eyes and fell down his cheeks. You stepped away only slightly to hear him whine as you left to turn off the lamp a little ways away from his bed.

“Play the bugle, play the taps, Make your mothers proud,” you returned back to his side as you softly brushed at his tears, painfully avoiding his bruised cheek and eye. Stanley’s hands grabbed yours as he tried to pull you down beside him.

“Sweetheart, I’m soaked. I’m just going to get you wet,” you said.

“I don’t care,” Stan said raggedly, “just hold me while you sing.”

“Okay,” you whispered before crawling into bed beside him, placing a second blanket over the both of you, the one he already had separating you so he would stay dry.

“Raise your riffles to the sky, boys, fire that volley loud,” you stroked his head as faced away from you.

“News was bad on Upland Ave, Metuchen mourn our loss,” you sang out to the quiet of the room. Stanley’s sniffling had become fainter.

“Sons, rebelled, while fathers yelled, and mothers clutched the cross,” your arms slowly wrapped around the poor boy beside you, comforting him the best you could.

“Ohohoh, ohoh, ohoh, ohohoh, ohoh,ohoh,” you hummed out as Stan bundled into the blankets you gave him, swadling himself in the warmth that them and you provided.

“Play the bugle, play the taps, make your fathers proud,” you voice was starting to fade away and Stanley’s breathing evened out. 

“Raise your riffles to the sky, boy, fire that volley loud,” you finished the song, leaving a silence that was neither comfortable or uncomfortable. Regardless of the suffocating feeling, you felt left trapped in the house that was both a blessing and a curse. You rested your head against his. The strands of curls brushed your face as you tried to relax.

“I like when you sing,” he whispered.

“I like when you sing too,” you responded neutrally, uncertain of how far this conversation would go.

“It’s better when you sing,” Stanley said, “you only sing when I need you or when you think no one is listening. It makes you sound like an angel.”

“How come?” you asked.

“Because you always come when I need you and the way you can calm me down so easily makes it all seem… etherial.”

“That’s some high praise,” you responded against his curls.

“It’s true,” he replied back. You sat in silence for a few moments before Stanley broke it again. “How do I sound to you when I sing?” curiosity filled his voice.

“Like a rat choking on pesticide,” you said monotonously, as your emotions ran wild in the madness of your head.

“I’m being serious,” Stan said through a giggle, still not choosing to turn and face you.

“You sound normal,” Stan shifted against you antsily, expectantly, as if he wanted to hear something as meaningful as he had said to you. “You sound like yourself.  You can hear your personality each time you belt out a chorus, or forget a word, or your voice breaks. All I hear is you, and it’s wonderful. Because your my favorite thing to listen to, even if at times you do sound like a rat choking on pesticides.”

Stanley stayed quiet. Time passed and in your head you could hear the ticking of the clock in your brain, the countdown until one of you broke the silence or fell asleep.

“If I wasn’t so emotionally tapped, I’d confess my undying love for you.”

“If you weren’t so emotionally tapped, I would have already spun you around to face me,” you answered back.

Stanley wiggled out of your grasp as he shifted about. After a few attempts he finally flipped over with what would have been minimum effort if he had succeeded the first time. Glossy eyes stared at yours, one surrounded by the purple bruise. His smile was contagious most days, but not this one, not while he was hurt.

“I know you turned, but you are still absolutely drained after today,” you said, scooting back to get a better look at him.

“Yeah, but I wanted to see you too. You're comfy and cozy and everything, but sometimes seeing is believing even when you ground me.”

“I will take comfy and cozy as a compliment,” you stated.

“You should. You smell nice. It makes it very easy to get all warm and toasty when the person smothering you smells like a freshly baked Christmas cookie.”

“That was…,” the words weren’t coming to your mouth right away. “Random. Very fucking random, but okay. You smell like weed and hormones so, you know at least I don’t smell like that.”

“God, I wish I smelled like you. However, it gets very difficult to be around you when I’m high. I get the munchies and sadly I can’t chew on you like I could a cookie.”

“Okay,” you said trying to reel the conversation back in, “I think that is enough talk tonight. You need rest, Stan. I need rest. We both need some time to just fucking be without the whole god damn world breathing down our necks. So just try and get some shut eye for me, will ya?”

Stanley’s thin lipped and tired smile was thrown your way as he moved forward to rest his head just below your neck. His untamed curls brushed against your chin as he snuggled into you, arms wrapping around your side as he relaxed. 

Without much thought, you placed a soft kiss on top of his head and returned the embrace. Your arms drifted from under his to wrap up and around his back. Your fingers made small circles on his shoulders as he hummed with his eyes closed.

“I love you so fucking much,” he said.

“I love you too, Stan.”

“So fucking much?”

“So fucking much, and much much more.”

You both fell asleep shortly after. The warm smell of cookies filling Stan’s senses as the refreshing smell of his citrus shampoo wafted from his hair and into your heart. A blossoming comfort engulfed you both in the sweet smells of an inviting winter and a revivifying spring.

#Stanley Barber #stanley barber imagine #stanley barber x reader #ianowt #i am not okay with this #still upset #I need more #why!!!!!! #help 😢 #wyatt oleff #i need this show back

[taytrashmouth]

okay okay stanley barber x metal head reader ❤️❤️❤️ please i need some kinda hcs or something love your work babes

Love this idea!!! Thanks so much and I hope you enjoy!

Stanley barber x metal head reader

TW: brief mentions of drugs sex and porn, use of girlfriend, hickeys

In Stanley’s basement, pretty much everything goes. Drugs, fine. Sex, fine. Porn, fine. You, totally fine.

But the wonder that was Stanley barbers basement had never been exposed to metal, heavy metal. So here you were, lying on the carpet with Stanley listening to black sabbath and Metallica.

He would nod his head or move his foot to the beat every once in a while but he didn’t seem to love it like you did. It was okay, it’s not like you were dating him because he was a metal head. In fact you kind of liked that you were polar opposites.

You lifted onto your elbow to look at him, dark hair falling into your eyes. “What do you think?” You asked as he mimicked your position, now facing each other.

He looked at you in awe, forever lucky to have you as his girlfriend. He examined your eyeliner that made your y/e/c eyes pop.

“It’s different. I like the guitar in the one about the girl who likes plants.”

“Huh?” You looked at him with utter confusion.

He started to hum the tune, head banging as he sung and you began to laugh.

“Sweet leaf?” You fell onto your back laughing.

“Bingo.” He smiled down at you.

“You know you’re like my favourite person on earth right?” Stan stated, just above a whisper but it’s so much meaning behind his words.

Red blush crawled to your cheeks and you hid your face in your hands. Smiling from ear to ear. “You’re my favourite boy in the world.” You added as you lowered your hands.

He looked only half offended, jokingly clutching his chest. “who’s your favourite girl?” He questioned.

“Joan Jett babe.” You shrugged.

“Ah, I can’t compete with her! She’s like a god to you.” Stan smiled.

“Nothing I can do.” You joked back.

“You’ll have to repay me, I guess.”

“I guess so.” You smiled wider.

“You should start working off your debt now” Stan added pretending to look at files.

“Is that so?

“Yeah, y/n/n” he leaned down and your lips met his.

You moved perfectly in sink pulling him into you to deepen the kiss. Ozzy seemed to fade in the background, an afterthought. You grabbed Stan’s shoulders and rolled him under you, straddling him now. Long dark hair falling to your side.

As you pulled apart for air, both breathless Stan held himself up on his elbows, with you still on his lap.

“Blood witch is better.” He panted.

“Shut up.” You shoved him back down, smiling despite yourself and continuing your heated make out session.

What can you say opposites attract.

#stanley barber #ianowt #fanfiction #requests #metal heads #x reader

[yonniebonnie]

Okay I might actually start writing now, but I think I’ll start off with head cannons for right now because I’m not 100% confident in my writing skills. I know I’m not absolute shit when it comes to writing, but I have noticed that I tend to repeat certain words so I’ll have to work on that 😭

Characters that I might write for:

Peter Maximoff (obviously)

Maybe other characters from the X-men series

Tate Langdon

Luke Cooper (there’s not a lot of fics for him and I’d like to change that 😏)

Jennifer Check

Stu Macher

Charlie Walker

Mickey Altieri

Ethan Landry

Amber Freeman

Jill Roberts

Literally any Ghostface other than Richie, Nancy Loomis, and detective Bailey💀

Also open to writing for other scream characters like Tatum, Dewey, or Sam

Peter Parker (whichever one)

Conner DBH

The Maze Runner characters

Every Wednesday character except for Xavier (sorry, don’t feel comfortable writing for Percy Hynes White 🤷🏾‍♀️)

Stanley Barber (y’all still remember IANOWT?)

And that’s basically it for right now. Also Peter, Tate, and Luke are the only Evan Peters characters I’ll be writing for just for right now because I haven’t finished the other seasons of American Horror Story yet, but maybe in the future I’d probably be interested in writing for characters like Kit Walker or Kyle Spencer. There’s other characters that I wouldn’t mind trying to write for that I haven’t mentioned, but just ask and I’ll give you an answer.

I can write:

Any gendered readers: female readers, gender neutral readers, and male reader

Nsfw: don’t be afraid to request suggestive stuff. I don’t mind writing kinky stuff, but not too kinky like the piss kink or daddy kink bc it personally makes me uncomfortable (however, I’ll allow mommy kinks).

Kinks: Needed a section to put what kinks I allow. I will write for breeding kinks, breath play, bondage, pain kink, knife play, blood kink, dom/sub, degradation, BDSM; whatever, just ask.

Sfw: I’ll write fluff, hurt comfort, angst, any tropes, just whatever. I’m fine with platonic fics.

Semi Dark fics: I like Scream and American Horror Story, so you know there’s going to be some dark fics. I don’t mind prompts where the characters are possessive or obsessive (but not abusive). I also don’t mind writing for Yandere characters.

Poc reader inserts: I’m black, so I’d love writing stuff for black readers as well.

Fandoms: X-men, Wednesday, Scream, Spiderman verse, The Maze Runner series, Detroit Become Human, The Umbrella Academy (that’s it for rn)

I won’t write:

Celebrities/Real People: As much as I find their character’s attractive, I don’t feel comfortable writing for the actor/actress themself. I don’t know them personally, so I don’t feel any interest in writing anything for them.

Guy x male reader smut: it’s not bc of homophobia, it’s simply just because I don’t feel comfortable writing gay smut. As a woman, I just don’t want to make people think I’m sexualizing gay men. The most I’ll do is write suggestive stuff, but I won’t write full on smut.

OC inserts: I strictly write for reader inserts. I won’t be writing anything specifically for one reader.

Shipping: I don’t write for character x character. Nothing against them, I just only have an interest for reader inserts.

Smut for teenage characters: I’m 18, so I will not be writing smut for characters under 18, especially if they are portrayed by literal teenagers. However, for characters like on Wednesday where the characters are portrayed by adults in their 20s and even 30s, if you want smut for them it should be fine as long as they’re aged up to be 18.

These: non-con, step-cest/incest, r4pe themes, drugging, somnophilia, age regression, ddlg, piss kink (squirting’s fine), huge age gaps, race play, pedophilia, etc. Once again, if you’re not sure what kinks I’ll write for, feel free to ask

Traumatic stuff: I will not write things like abuse victim, rape victim, or self harm victim prompts. I will write angst, but I won’t write anything too depressing. I came here for a good time, let me be happy and delusional in peace 😪

Songfics: So random, but I hate when fics have lyrics within them. They confuse me too much and I also find them kind of cringey. I absolutely despise songfics, I’m so sorry babes 😭

#what i will write #what I won’t write #fic stuff #x reader #reader insert #requests #fanfics #fic writing #peter maximoff #tate langdon #evan peters #stu macher #mickey altieri #amber freeman #charlie walker #jill roberts #ghostface #jennifer check #peter parker #xmen #scream #spider verse #tua #the umbrella academy #detroit become human #american horror story #wednesday #ianowt #jennifer’s body #the maze runner

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[🌼] introduction

[🧃] hey! my name is charlie! i’m gonna use my writing skills on the internet so thats why im here! i hope you enjoy my writing!

[🫧] my rules are very important. if you do not obey them, then it will result in me blocking you. please respect my boundaries and rules.

[🌈] rules:

~ dni if you are an nsfw blog

~ i will not write smut with minors. the only exception is if that they are aged up to over 18.

~ if you are requesting a celebrity and they have boundaries, please respect them.

~ i only do x reader. i can do female, male, trans, genderfluid, gender neutral and other genders.

~ if requesting a reader with a different gender, please specify their pronouns.

~ use your imagination!! make it silly! i really dont mind!!

~ dont sexualise me or send me weird messages in my inbox please.

[🌊] fandoms:

IT 2017- Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, Bill Denbrough, Beverly Marsh, Finn Wolfhard, Wyatt Oleff, Jaeden Martell, Sophia Lillis

A Series Of Unfortunate Events- Violet Baudelaire, Klaus Baudelaire, Sunny Baudelaire (platonic only), Duncan Quagmire, Isadora Quagmire, Quigley Quagmire, Malina Weissman

Stranger Things- Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Max Mayfield, Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Jane ”Eleven” Hopper, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Eddie Munson, Joe Keery, Sadie Sink, Noah Schnapp, Millie Bobby Brown, Gaten Materazzo, Maya Hawke

Harry Potter- Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Cedric Diggory, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Tom Riddle, Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson, Tom Felton

Arcane: League Of Legends- Violet (Vi), Jinx (Powder), Caitlyn, Ekko, Mylo, Claggor, Hailee Steinfield

My Hero Academia- Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Ochaco Uraraka, Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tsuyu Asui, Mina Ashido, Tenya Iida

Heartstopper- Charlie Spring (Only male), Nick Nelson, Ben Hope, Harry Greene, Darcy Olsson (Only Female), Tara Jones (Only Female), Tao Xu, Tori Spring, Elle Argent, Aled Last

I Am Not Okay With This- Sydney Novak, Stanley Barber, Dina (i dont know what her last name is😭)

Metal Lords- Hunter Sylvester, Kevin Schlieb, Emily Spector, Adrian Greensmith, Isis Hainsworth

The Goldfinch- Boris Pavlikovsky, Theo Decker

[🌸] prompts:

~ Angst

”please stop lying to me.”

”i dont care.”

”please dont cry”

”what makes you think i would want to date you?”

”just shut up for once in your goddamn life!”

”am i going to die?”

“when did you fall out of love with me?”

”are you leaving me?”

” dating you was the worse mistake ive ever made.”

”loving you is a fucking death sentence.”

”i shouldnt love you, but i couldnt help it.”

”always knew that you were too damn selfish.”

”i dont know if i can look you in the eyes after what you’ve done.”

”it’s only 2.am..”

”please dont hide from me.”

”dont take another step in my direction.”

”i wish we met before they convinced you life is war.”

”you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me.”

~ Fluff

”let me walk you home, hm?”

”i wanted to say i love you without stuttering. but i failed.”

”ugh i cant reach it!”

”stop being so goddamn cute.”

”you dont need all that candy, do you?”

”call me as soon as you get there.”

”did you just- throw salt at me!?” ”im not fucking possessed!”

”cuddles please!”

”hey love, can you help me out?” ”im gay and i need a few dollars”

”thats not true! my wife is a bitch and i like her very much.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

”you motherfucker! never do that again!”

” i have no idea what you are talking about.”

”what the actual fu-“ ”HEY GET OUT!”

“im only here for the dog.”

~ Smut 🌝

“come over here and make me.”

”kiss me.”

”looks like we are trapped in here for a while..”

”you heard me. take. it. off.”

”keep looking at me like that and we might not make it to bed.”

”if we werent in public right now, i would have my head in between your legs.”

”i want to taste you.”

”dont be shy now, sit on my face.”

”is that my shirt?”

“be quiet.”

”use your words, baby.”

”what if someone hears us?”

”oh fuck yes, just like that.”

“need any help with that?”

“were you just masturbating?” - “what?! no neve-“ ”do you want some help?” - “huh?”

“relax.”

”did you come?”

”shut up slut.”

~ Funny Ones🌚

”im not wearing any underwear, thought you would like to know.”

”YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILST I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”

”at least we didnt break any laws this time.”

”we are literally fugitives of this state.” - “so no pizza?”

”your pretty.” - “your drunk.”

”excuse you?”

”i might of had a few shots.” - “what they mean by a few is about 20.”

”if you do that again im gonna chuck you out the window- what are you doing?” - “checking how high the drop is to see if its worth it.”

”you ate all my noodles! you’ve lost toilet paper privledges.”

”OI THATS MY HOODIE LOSER!”

”haha thats so funny!” *pulls out gun* ”say it again!”

”DUDE STOP HOGGING THE FUCKING BLANKETS!”

”your bleeding!” - “oh yeah no shit sherlock!”

”for fucks sake- MOVE!”

”hey wouldnt it be funny if we made out right now?”

[⚡️] thank you for reading! have a great day!! :))

#actors #fic prompts #writing prompt #writing ideas #prompt list #ianowt #i am not okay with this #it headcanons #it chapter one #stanley barber #sydney novak #dina #stranger things #asoue #arcane #harry potter #the goldfinch #metal lords #heartstopper #my hero academia

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Glad You Came | stanley barber

>>gif credit to @/232p on tenor<<

fandom | I Am Not Okay With This

character | Stanley Barber

reader | she/her (he ver.)(they ver.)

requested | Anonymous

warnings | none

word count | 635

keys | (Y/n) = Your name, (g/n) = guardian's noun (ex: mom, dad, grandma, etc.)

summary | FLUFFY STANLEY B X READER WHERE THE READER IS PLAYING WITH STANS CURLS AND SMELLING HIS HAIR WHILE STAN IS SPOONING THS READER. THANK YOU ❤️♥️❤️♥️

editor | @feliscatus-exe

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Stan yawned as he pulled his ancient car into the driveway of his house. Once it was off, he leaned his head on the steering wheel. It was a long day at work, and he couldn’t wait to get inside and pass the hell out. A tap on the window met his ears and he was ready to explain to his dad why he was home so late, but when he looked up he saw a much more pleasant sight. It was you, the girl he loved more than anything else in the world. He painstakingly rolled his window down, every torturous minute cursing their impracticality.

“What are you doing here?” He asked. You laughed and opened the door of his car.

“This would’ve been much easier than rolling the window down you know?” You replied. He frowned as he realized that you were right. And thus began the equally torturous dilemma of winding it back up.

“You didn’t answer my question.” He said as he pulled his keys out of the ignition. You smiled.

“Is it a crime to want to see my boyfriend after his arduous day of work?”

Stan gently shut the car door, minimizing the sound in hopes of not waking his father up. He turned around and drooped his arms around your waist.

“I suppose not.” He replied, kissing your forehead. You give him a goofy smile as a blush spread across your cheeks.

“I told my (g/n) I was staying at Sydney’s so I can stay with you tonight if that’s alright.” You said as you draped your arms around his neck. 

“Hm… I’ll have to check if my dad is sleeping, so wait here.” He replied, giving you another kiss on your forehead. He walked to his front door and pulled out his keys, unlocking it as quietly as he could. He peeked his head inside, having a clear shot of his father passed out on the couch. He smiled and motioned you over, to which you happily complied. He opened the door and put his finger in front of his lips, telling you to be quiet. You nodded before quickly and silently making your way to his room.

You took off your shoes and sat on his bed, making yourself comfortable. It was incredibly inviting, especially after having walked all the way from your house to his. Sure, it wasn’t an insane trip, but it was late, and you were oh so tired. After a few minutes, he joined you with a large smile on his face.

“Took you long enough.” You teased. He chuckled and locked his bedroom door.

“Oh Stanley, you’re not trying to pull a fast one on your dear old girlfriend, are you?” You ask, despite knowing the answer. His face blushed slightly before he flopped himself on his bed.

“I just don’t want my dad to come in. You know he’d throw a fit if he saw you here.” He replied. You silently nodded and placed your hands on his head, which was conveniently close to your lap, and began to massage his scalp. He sighed in relief as he turned his body so he could hug your legs. You laughed and continued to play with his curls, a fond smile adorned your face as you looked down at him.

Your constant ruffling and massaging of his hair made the scent waft up to you, and you realized he must’ve washed it recently. It smelled distinctly of pine, and you silently cursed yourself for being such a romantic that you recognized it. This man had you at your knees for him.

“I’m glad you came.” You heard him say, but his words were muffled by your thighs. You smiled.

“Me too.”

#i am not okay with this imagine #ianowt imagine #i am not okay with this #ianowt #sydney novak #stanley barber #dina #brad lewis #stanley barber imagine #stanley barber x reader #female reader #fluff #glad you came #canislupus.txt

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⚠️If You Read Any Of My Fanfictions, Please Keep Reading⚠️

Hey, y'all. I hope I don't sound rude at all in this post, this is just something I've been needing to say in consideration of my stories. This also serves as an update for each and every one of them. If someone doesn't see this and they ask questions that this post will answer, I'm just gonna end up sending them a link to this post because I'm a little irritated with repeating myself. This is gonna be posted to my Wattpad, Quotev and AO3 because some of this speaks right to those audiences.

Alright, so, I just wanna give you guys an update on how each of my series are going because some of these things I don't speak on enough, and some of them, I repeat too much. So, here we go.

Actually, before we start, I just want to point out that all of my stories are written before they are posted. I write my stories in full, and then I post chapters weekly. I repeat this a lot, so I just want everyone to know, even though I post publishing schedules.

Of Starlight Series - The Umbrella Academy - Five x Reader: This series is still going strong. I have been very busy lately. One week, I went to Georgia to visit family. While I was on that trip, I got COVID and was sick for the next week. I just got home last night from a trip to Chicago. I've had no time to write lately, so sorry about that. But the third installment of this series, "To Nightfall", is outlined and will be written starting tomorrow afternoon (that is 07/20/2022, if you wanna quote me on that). There's no need to worry about this series, I have everything planned and I am 100% dead-set on continuing this story.

Forever and Never Duology - I Am Not Okay With This - Stanley Barber x Reader: I know. I know I said there would be a sequel. I know. I started it (there's actually 3 1/2 chapters written), but the story is garbage and it makes no sense and I needed to re-outline the entire thing again. Haven't done that yet because I don't know what to do anymore. I'm not even sure if the sequel will happen. That doesn't sound or feel right to say or type out, but it's how I've been feeling for a year. That might change eventually, though. As a reader, I wouldn't get my hopes up on the continuation of this series.

The Loveliest Lies of All Series - Over The Garden Wall - Reader Insert: This series is a one and done. There is no sequel and I never planned on it. I like the idea of it being a singular story just like the show and I have no intention or desire to continue it. It's amazing how it is.

Ranidaphobia Duology - IT - Reader Insert: I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. This is another fic that has been promised for a year now. However, with this one, I have every intention on continuing it. The problem is, for MONTHS, I have been on chapter 5 of 13. It's such a struggle to sit down and write for this story in particular. I know I don't have writer's block, so maybe it's just this story. I really do not wanna discontinue it because I wanna write it SO BAD and I've been promising it to you guys for so long. It will get done, I can promise you that. I can't promise you when.

Lost and Found Series - Stranger Things - Reader Insert: This fic is literally the biggest reason I'm making this post. I've got some things to say. Now, Tumblr users, I'm not really talking about you guys, mainly my other audiences. For one, this series is going on strong. As of right now, the sequel, "Break and Mend", is written in full and being released weekly. The third installment, "Wax and Wane", will not be written for awhile. I have other things I wanna do. On another note, I am getting VERY sick and tired of seeing things about Doc and Will. I am aware that Will's sexuality is being explored by the show. I don't know if he's gay (I'm pretty sure he is) because promotion kinda queerbaited us throughout June and that was pretty shitty. But cast members have been saying the same things about Will being gay. If the show continues as it is with his sexuality, then Doc and Will are not endgame. That's obvious. If it turns out everyone is a liar and Will is straight, then I'll keep them together. But as of right now, I have a plan to break them up. I have a story to tell and I will not pivot away from what I'm doing, especially when I can make this work without disrespecting Will Byers. Doc's feelings for him will never change, that's just the truth. But their relationship status is what I have the responsibility to change. And I will do so when I tell the story. Let me tell my story and please stop commenting about how I'm being homophobic. I know there are writers out there completely ignoring Will's sexuality. I'm not doing that, I promise. Just be patient and enjoy the story, please. Like I said, Tumblr users haven't said anything, this is for my other audiences. It just needed to be said.

Wild World Miniseries - Stranger Things - Eddie Munson x Reader: Oh my god, this will get done. Part 3 and maybe Part 4 will get done eventually. I'm mainly focusing on my main stories right now. The Eddie miniseries really started out as a thank you for 500 followers on Tumblr, and then y'all begged me for a Part 2 and I delivered. I'm not really worried about this miniseries right now. Just know that there will be one or two more parts before it's over.

I have other series I want to write. I was contemplating a Euphoria reader insert and even started a first chapter, but we'll see how that turns out. I definitely am planning a reader insert for The Walking Dead. The problem with that fic is just outlining. I need to plan better for that before I start writing it.

I am eternally grateful for all the love and support I receive from all my audiences from all platforms. All I'm asking is that you guys be patient and kind to me. At the end of the day, I write for myself and I'm kind and confident enough to share it with you all. That takes a lot to do and sometimes it feels like I'm not getting enough in return in terms of patience and kindness. Certain comments (like hateful ones I received this morning) are deleted simply because there's no reason for them to be there, but I'm not usually one to delete comments. I like to reply and interact with you guys. But sometimes, I get tired of answering the same questions and explaining myself on matters that I really don't have to.

Don't worry, I still love y'all. I love that you love my stories and again, I hope I didn't sound rude in this post at all. I just needed to get some things off my chest.

Thank you guys for reading this and I will see my Lost and Found readers in Break and Mend, Chapter Two: Moving Forward. You guys have an awesome week. Much love ❤️❤️

#the umbrella academy #five hargreeves x reader #of starlight #and dusk #i am not okay with this #stanley barber x reader #forever and never #over the garden wall #wirt x reader #the loveliest lies of all #IT #stanley uris x reader #mike hanlon x reader #ranidaphobia #stranger things #will byers x reader #lost and found #break and mend #eddie munson x reader #wild world #upon a smile

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hey girl! do you still write for stanley barber? if so, could you write about the reader having too many drinks and accidentally confessing to him??

Drunk Words Are Sober Thoughts (Stanley Barber X Reader)

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Summary: To celebrate the end of finals and a nearing graduation, you and your friends have a little party at Stanley’s house. Being drunk makes you lose your filter, especially around Stanley.

A/N: takes place at the end of senior year, syd didnt killed brad, sydney x dina bc i love them

***

“Okay, okay, okay. Never have I ever…” You trailed off, trying to find the thought you just had. It took a second, but when it came back, you clapped your hands. “Got it! Never have I ever wrecked a library.”

You giggled while you watched Sydney groan, rolling her eyes as she sipped her drink.

“I’m starting to think you’re out to get me, N/n.” 

“You know I love you, Syd-Syd.”

“Okay, my turn!” Dina announced, playing with the lip of her cup.

Dina was the one who had the brilliant idea to have a small get-together to celebrate your friend group passing your finals. It was a unanimous decision to party at Stanley’s house, which was often parent-free. He provided almost everything: the weed, the drinks, the tunes, the looks.

That last part was probably your drunkenness talking.

“Y/n.” The boy in question shook your shoulder, taking you out of your thoughts.

“Dina said, drink if you’ve had a crush on someone in this circle,” Sydney said, smirking at you before taking another sip. Dina teasingly raised her eyebrows at you.

Avoiding Stanley’s gaze, you took the last sip your cup had to offer. Although you knew everyone took a sip, Dina and Syd were the only ones who knew your little secret involving an infatuation with the curly-headed dealer. Plus, you were all well aware of the whole love fiasco with your three friends. It ended with Syd and Dina getting together and you and Stanley being two third wheels.

“Empty cup!” Stanley announced as you swallowed the last drop. Seeing the slight back-and-forth waving your body was doing, he plucked the cup out of your hands. “Maybe it should stay empty.”

“Nooo.” You whined, looking at him with a pout. Whatever Dina had mixed in your cup was definitely having some kind of effect on you. You lay down on your side, arm supporting your head. “I’m fine, I promise.” Stanley didn’t seem so convinced. “One more drink?”

“I dunno.”

“Oh, come on, Stanley! She deserves it!” Dina exclaimed, giggling at the unexpected volume of her voice. “She practically killed herself studying for finals. Give the girl another drink.”

Stanley sighed, standing up and going to his coffee table, which was littered with an assortment of liquor.

“Fine, but after this one, she’s cut off.”

***

You did not get cut off. The next few hours became a blur of more chugs and sips, a couple shots, and a few inhales from a joint Stanley had rolled for the occasion. Sure, you’d wake up tomorrow with a killer hangover and probably everlasting liver damage. But as they say, you only live once.

Everyone had been dancing to a record on Stanley’s player, jumping around to the beat and screaming the lyrics. You were lucky that no one else was home and that the neighbors couldn’t hear you from the basement. 

While catching your breath, you listened to the next track play. It was a slow, somewhat romantic and sappy number. You found yourself moving towards Stanley like two magnets while Sydney and Dina wrapped their arms around each other to sway to the music.

“Aw, they’re so cute.” You whispered, which wasn’t really a whisper at all. But the couple didn’t seem to hear you. “It’s kinda gross.” You and Stanley giggled, watching your friends.

“Come on, dance with me,” Stanley murmured, hands guiding yours to loop around your neck before settling on your waist. You were lucky that your cheeks were already red from the alcohol because the close proximity made heat rise to your face.

“You’re so pretty, Stanny.” You blurted out, droopy eyes focused on his features. The boy grinned, letting a hand rub up and down your back.

“You’re totally drunk.”

“No, m’not.” You were. “Besides, doesn’t matter. You’re still pretty.”

“Well, you’re prettier,” Stanley responded. The two of you slow danced in silence, slowly forgetting that your friends were still a few feet away from you. You rested your head on Stanley’s shoulder, allowing him to press his cheek against the side of your head. “I think you bought me this record.”

“I did?” Your recollection was a bit fuzzy on the matter.

“Yeah. For my birthday.” Fingers gently raked through your hair, brushing some away from your face. “I really like it. It’s one of my favorites.” You hummed, secretly giddy that something you had given him was considered one of his favorite things.

“I think I’m in love with you.”

“What?” You lifted your head off Stanley’s shoulder to see him staring at you. You couldn’t decipher the look on his face, but you hoped it was nothing negative. 

“I’m in love with you.” You murmured. Embarrassment slowly bubbled up inside of you. This was so stupid of you, getting so drunk you lost your filter and told one of your best friends, who couldn’t possibly feel the same way, that you were in love with him. “Or, maybe not, I dunno.” You figured if you tried brushing it off quickly, he would forget it. You groaned, hiding your face in his chest. “God, forget I said it. I’m just wasted.”

He didn’t push you away; in fact, it felt like Stanley tried keeping you closer to him. Knowing you were now beyond embarrassed by your statements, he focused on the wall behind you so you wouldn’t feel his stare.

“Well, some people say that drunk words are sober thoughts.” Stanley twirled a lock of your hair with his fingers, hoping to comfort you in some way. “Since we’re confessing things now, I have, like, the biggest crush on you.” He felt you stiffen against him from the statement, continuing when you slowly relaxed. “What sucks is that we’re probably gonna forget this. Because, y’know, we’re kinda fucked up right now.”

He was right, but in this moment, you felt stone-cold sober.

“I hope I remember.” You said softly, feeling brave enough to look up at Stanley.

“I hope so, too.” He gave you a small smile.

“Don’t worry,” Sydney said, making you both jump. You had completely forgotten you weren’t alone, being in your own little bubble. “If you forget, we’ll definitely tell you all about it in the morning.” Dina broke away from Syd and stumbled over to Stanley’s record player to replace the large disk with something else.

“Okay, lovebirds. This one’s for you.” She giggled, making her way back to her girlfriend. Stanley immediately recognized the song, pulling you closer as I’m Yours Tonight from Bloodwitch, Stanley’s absolute favorite band, bounced off the basement walls. Feeling warm and fuzzy, you melted into Stanley as he whispered the lyrics to you, gently guiding you back and forth in a dance.

#agaypanic #stanley barber x reader #stanley barber #i am not okay with this x reader #i am not okay with this #ianowt

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What I Will and will NOT write!!!

✎I WILL write for:

Romantic, Platonic, angst, comfort, fluff, gore, NSFW,

SFW, Headcanons and one-shots.

And I only write for Fem readers & gn readers!! (soz)

✎𝗜 will 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿:

p£d0philia, r4p£, ANY proships!!

piss kink (can’t believe I had to add this lol)

(Anyone who asks otherwise will be blocked<3)

✎QUICK MENTION!!

I work on asks in the order I receive them, and I’m sorry

If it takes awhile for me to get to yours :)

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FANDOMS I WRITE FOR!!

Creepypasta (examples: Jeff the Killer, Eyeless Jack, BEN Drowned, Jane the Killer, Nina the Killer, ‘Ticci’ Toby, X-Virus, Kate the Chaser, Clockwork, Homicidal Liu.)

Marble Hornets (examples: Tim Wright/Masky, Brian Thomas/Hoodie, Jay Merrick/Skully, Jessica Locke, Alex Kralie.)

School Bus Graveyard (examples: Ashlyn, Aiden, Ben, Taylor, Tyler, Logan.)

Life is strange (examples: Max Caulfield, Chloe Price, Rachel Amber.)

Five Nights at Freddy’s (examples: Michael Afton, Michael Schmidt, Vanessa. any other characters are platonic!)

South Park (examples: Stan, Kyle, Eric, Kenny, Wendy. PLATONIC ONLY!)

Sally Face (examples: Sal Fisher, Ashley Campbell.)

The Last of Us (examples: Ellie & Dina.)

Stranger Things (examples: Eleven Jane Hopper, Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Max Mayfield, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington.)

I Am Not Okay With This (examples: Sydney Novak, Stanley Barber, Dina Bryant.)

End Of The Fucking World (examples: James & Alyssa)

IT (examples: Beverly Marsh, Richie Tozier, Eddie Kasprak, Bill D enbrough, Stanley Uris. PLATONIC ONLY)

Doki Doki Literature Club (Yuri, Monica, Sayori, Natsuki.)

Mushroom Oasis (Mycheal obvs.)

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if you have any questions feel free to as them in the ask box<3

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[boiyjoey]

Hi my name is jo or joe/Joey but I am new to writing to if you like have any requests I can write that will be so amazing ‼️ I mostly write malex reader stuff and g/n x reader stuff but I am also somewhat up for fem! X reader also here are the fandoms I write for

IT richie tozier(male reader only)

Eddie kaspbrak

Ben hanscom

Bill Denbrough

Stan uris

Beverley marsh

Mike hanlon

Henry bowers

Patrick hockstetter(only male/gn readers)

Reggie(belch) Huggins

Victor criss

Greta bowie

Fnaf

William Afton(only male/gn readers)

Michael Afton(any game)

C.C afton(no nsfw)

Elizabeth afton(no nsfw🤬)

Henry Emily

Charlie Emily(no nsfw)

Sammy Emily(no nsfw)

Cassidy(no nsfw)

Gabriel(no nsfw)

Jeramy(no nsfw)

Susie(no nsfw)

Fritz(no nsfw)

Michael brooks(no nsfw🙁)

Vanny

Mrs.afton

Fnaf 4 chica bully

Fnaf 4 bonnie bully

Fnaf 4 Freddy Bully

Ianowt(I am not okay with this)

Sydney Novak(only fem! Readers)

Stanley barber

Dina Bryant

Tbp(the black phone)

Robin Arellano

Finney blake

Vance hopper

Griffin stagg(no nsfw)

Billy shawalter

Max shaw(mostly gn/m! Reader)

The grabber/Albert shaw(only male reader)

Gwen blake(no Nsfw)

Donna

Buzz

Matty

Matt

Lovely bones

Susie salmon(no damn nsfw)

Jack salmon

Abigail salmon

Lindsey salmon(no nsfw)

Ray Singh(no nsfw)

IT 2

Adult Richie tozier(only male readers)

Adult Eddie kaspbrak

Adult bill Denbrough

Adult mike hanlon

Adult Ben hanscom

Adult Stan Uris

Adult Beverly marsh

Adult Henry bowers

That’s all rly 😔 pls give requests I wanna write( I ain’t that good tho but still)

#theblackphone #IT2017 #IT2019 #FNAF #Ianowt #iamnotokaywiththis #lovleybones #pls request #male reader #gn reader #fem!reader #x reader