#dina x syd

[noodlesbatches]

bitches say “oh this is my comfort ship!!” and they will show u the most slow burn, angsty couple ever that either die, never actually be w/ eachother, or its so slow burnt that them being canon is barely in the movie/show

….

(im bitches)

[hopelesssheaven]

some of my fav wlw ships <3 (not including yellowjackets)

[helloimscaredofmyownmortality]

Sydney from Ianowt an Willhelm from yr would be such good friends

[sxphr]

Same couple, different font. (Sapphic Edition)

Wednesday & Enid (Wednesday)

Gloria & Barbie (Barbie)

Rosa & Gina (Brooklyn 99)

Syd & Dina (I Am Not Okay With This)

[weirdthoughtsandideas]

My personal favorite WLW ships tournament: Round 1

[love-laugh-daydreamarevolt]

Yes I will reblog this post everything I watch one of these showd because I am so damn pissed

warrior nun cancelled. first kill cancelled. paper girls cancelled. one day at a time cancelled. the owl house cancelled. im not okay with this cancelled. legacies cancelled. everything sucks cancelled. the babysitters club cancelled. dare me cancelled. i know what you did last summer cancelled. teenage bounty hunters cancelled. the wilds cancelled.

the attitude held towards sapphic media is clear and honestly just appalling. im so sick of this treatment we deserve better than this.

[meazalykov]

scenes of envy

sydney lohmann x actress!reader

summary: seeing you so affectionate with someone else doesn't sit right with sydney, even if it really wasn't you.

you’re sitting on the hotel bed in new york, flipping through your script for the latest press interviews when your phone buzzes with a message from sydney. 

you smile and open it, expecting her usual sweet texts about how she misses you. but instead, it’s short:

just watched the new episode with laura. great job, babe.

the words seem normal enough, but you can feel something underneath them, something unsaid. you can almost picture her sitting there, awkwardly watching that make-out scene between your character, dina, and your costar‘s character, ellie. 

you can guess how she might have shifted uncomfortably, maybe biting her lip while laura sat beside her, completely engrossed in the show.

you quickly type back, 

thanks, liebe! only two weeks until i’m back in munich ❤️ i miss you.

as the night goes on and you think back to her message, the subtle weirdness of it lingers. sydney knows what your job entails. she knew it before the two of you even got serious, that being with an actress meant dealing with things like this—intimate scenes that are just part of the job. 

still, there’s that lingering feeling of jealousy in her text, and you know it’s probably bothering her more than she lets on.

when you finally get back to munich, sydney is waiting at the airport with her usual bright smile, but you can tell something’s on her mind. 

she pulls you into a tight hug, holding on a little longer than usual, as if grounding herself in your presence after weeks apart.

later, the two of you are sitting in your shared apartment, catching up over a quiet dinner when sydney glances at you, her eyes dancing with something playful but still a little vulnerable.

“so… dina and ellie, huh?” she says with a teasing smirk, but the edge in her voice makes you pause. 

“you’re really good at pretending to make out with someone.”

you laugh, rolling your eyes as you set down your fork. 

“pretending, babe. it’s all just pretend. you know that.”

she leans back in her chair, the smirk fading as she looks down at her plate. 

“i know. i do. i mean, i signed up for this when i started dating an actress,” she says, her voice a little softer now. 

“but it’s still weird seeing you with someone else like that, even if it’s just acting.”

you stand up, walking over to her and taking her hand. she looks up at you with that slight hint of jealousy in her eyes. 

“syd, it’s not real,” you say, your thumb brushing over her knuckles.

“i don’t even talk to her outside of work, except for scenes with the show. you’re the only one i care about. you know that.”

she squeezes your hand, but you can tell the reassurance helps only a little. jealousy isn’t always rational, but you’ve been away for a while, and you get it. 

“yeah, i know,” she says with a small smile. “it’s just…laura was so into it, and i was sitting there like, ‘y/n’s kissing someone else on my tv right now.’ it’s weird, okay?”

you laugh softly and lean down, kissing her cheek. 

“you’re cute when you’re jealous, you know that?”

“i’m not jealous,” she mutters, but the blush creeping up her cheeks says otherwise.

you grin, wrapping your arms around her from behind, resting your chin on her shoulder. “i love you, sydney. you, not my costar, not anyone else. just you.”

"besides, 90% of the time we aren't really doing anything. there are choreographers that teach us how to film intimate scenes without actually being intimate at all."

finally, she turns her head, giving you a proper smile, and you know she believes you. it’s not easy being apart for so long, and you know the show adds some complications. 

at the end of the day, it’s always been the two of you, and that’s never going to change.

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[forthelostones]

let's celebrate you ─── ⋆

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧ 🪩 ˚ afab!reader x sub!ellie ⋆ 🪩 ୨୧˚ ⋆ ˚｡

" its time i turn these lights low "

synopsis: your birthday was a special one with a different kind of treat.

warnings. 18+ (mdni); sub!ellie, loser!ellie, fingering & cunnilingus (e! receiving), dina ft, drinking, & grinding.

an: hi everyone, thanks for all the love on my other works! if u have any requests let me know! edited this on the fly >.< ; enjoy!

(no y/n)

wc: 2.2k

♪ playlist: misty ( lesly gore ), but not kiss ( faye webster ), what kinda of love ( childish gambino ), smile more ( syd ) ♪

your birthday was coming up and Dina had promised to make it a special one. you really didn’t mind having just a small dinner, and maybe a cake, but she insisted on something more. she didn’t tell you any of the details, just that you should look your best and not worry. you tended to be on the more anxious side so this was difficult. you appreciated the efforts but felt reluctant to not think of every single detail. 

after getting dressed you went to Dina’s where music was already vibrating the floorboards of the front porch. upon entering you saw everyone circling the entryway and smiling as they cheered “happy birthday!” you awkwardly cuddled your arm as you silently thanked them. immediately, Dina comes to hug you tightly, you inhale the familiarity and watch everyone disperse except for one person. 

“ellie. hey.” you mutter as Dina releases you from her arms. 

“happy birthday, um…” she rubs the back of her neck softly. 

she was wearing all black, head to toe, with the exception of a silly rainbow party hat that Dina probably put on her. when she noticed she still had it on she ripped it off quickly and fiddled with it in her hands. 

“right, um, you look nice.” she smiles warmly. 

“thanks els, why don’t we go and get you something to drink?” 

ellie and you were in the same advanced planetary astronomy course. you spent a lot of time together studying for exams and even lab partners, but outside of that you really didn’t hang out with her. you wished you did though. during some late nights she’d reveal small parts of her life and you just wanted to put your assignments away and indulge in her. 

“i don’t see how you can listen to music while doing this.” you mention.

this was a 300-level course and it wasn’t particularly easy, the readings were intense, with a lot of scientific jargon you still had to learn. 

she pulls away headphones away and rolls her eyes. “i mean, it’s just a little something, my working playlist. mostly instrumental.” 

that night she shared the playlist after your study session and you scrolled through her Spotify to see what other artists she listened to. just a small glimpse of her was all you really wanted.  

you both mosey through a crowd of people to get to the kitchen area. everyone saying happy birthday, asking how are you, and pointing you in the direction of your gifts. meanwhile, Ellie just followed shortly behind and was very silent, giving everyone a courtesy smirk. once you reach the kitchen counter covered in various bottles, you make both you and Ellie a suspicious concoction. 

“i don't know if I trust you as a mixologist.” she smiles shyly. 

“what you never had tequila, rum, and a little ginger ale?” 

you both laugh as your faces turn sour at the overly sharp mix. 

the night continues on with Ellie by your side and you both loosen up from the continuous influx of random drinks. you talk about more than class and your horrible professors, she tells you a bit about her music taste, hobbies, and her very visible tattoos. 

“i don’t think I have the pain tolerance to even sit and get something this big.” you say absentmindedly dragging the tip of your index finger along her forearm. you were slumped in the corner of the couch and she sat slouched on the arm of the sofa, just above you. 

“uh, uh I mean, I— I took some medicine before and uh,” she looks down to you and once your eyes connect she looks away. “they have this cream, like numbing cream, but I didn’t need that, I just I have a high pain tolerance, I dont know, yea.” 

“hmm, strong els.” your finger continues up her arm. 

Ellie trembles quietly at the static shock traveling through her body. you look up to her as her eyes follow your finger tracing along her skin, she inhales deeply and lets out a shaky breath. you feel a pounding start behind your temples and you lay your head on her thigh. 

“my head, ugh.” 

ellie freezes at the simplest touch of you, unsure of where to put her hand she just gently lies it on your back. 

“maybe we had too much of your little potion.” she jokes. 

it hurts to laugh but you manage to get one out. 

“ah, I think I’m gonna stay here,” you say.

“oh, yea, probably me too, I don’t think I could drive home.” 

you look up to her and her face is painted pink at just the smallest connection with you. “come with me.” 

you and Ellie are now in the spare bedroom just across the hall from Dina’s. you flop on the bed and pat beside you to signal Ellie to sit down. 

“should I get Dina? are you okay?” She asks. 

“im fine. um, I really liked my gift by the way.”

of course, she bought you a copy of her favorite comic, savage starlight, and left a sweet note inside the gift bag.

“oh, you saw it? when? we’ve been together all night.” she panicked. 

“when I said I was going to the bathroom.” 

you both share a soft laugh.

“i hope you like it.” 

“im sure I will. thanks, els.” 

her eyes are pooling brightly into yours, stealing a quick glance of your lips. you reach your hand and place it behind her neck, pulling her towards you, and sharing a kiss. 

“yo-you are so welcome.” 

she leans in this time nervously, awaiting another kiss. you guide her hands from the mattress to around your waist, draping your wrists around her neck, tucking her closer into you. you pull away and kiss her cheek, she giggles your lips tickle, and her smile fades and turns into a soft groan as she realizes your lips are trailing towards her neck. her grip becomes firmer around your hips and she unconsciously moves your hips towards her, back and forth. the kisses are cloud-like until you hear your name leave her lips. that’s when you slither your tongue up her neck, sucking and leaving small bite marks on the length of her throat. 

once you come back to her lips, she doesn’t hold back and goes in with her tongue. in between each kiss she tugs at you harder, gets more excited each pass while grunting passionately. your hand grips her leg firmly and drapes it over your lap, where she doesn’t hesitate to start bucking her hips against you. she bites your bottom lip to catch her breath and rubs her nose against yours before going into leaving hickeys on your neck. she’s so desperate that you feel how wet your neck has become from her urgency. you bring your hands down from her lower back to cup her ass as she’s taking in your sweet scent. 

“i need you.” she whispers. 

she doesn’t hesitate to pull her top off and before she can remove her bra you stop her. she smiles at you as you remind her to pace herself. you press your lips against her warm skin trailing to her chest, being careful to not satisfy her so fast. once she’s calmed down you remove her bra and just allow yourself to stare at her perky nipples. she’s now grinding against you slowly in a rhythm. you take your lips and brush them lightly against both of her nipples. you saw her chest rise and fall deeply, overcome with desire. 

you take her lingering hands and press them behind her back, restraining her movements. with your free hand, you place the center of your cold palm against her erect nipple. a gasp catches in her throat at the smallest contact as she tosses her head back. you press up against her body as she fights against your restraint. she leans down to kiss you, but you don’t allow her to. out of frustration, she bites her lips watching your hand move up and down. 

her nipples became puffy from your torture and you finally gave her the satisfaction of wrapping your lips around them. she tried to stifle her moans, shying away, turning her face away from yours, simply embarrassed. once you wet her nipples you sucked them allowing your tongue to brush up against her sensitive buds. 

you turned her over from your lap to where both your pelvis’ were level. she tried to feel you as she spread her legs wider but couldn’t because of her jeans. her face scrunched up as she watched you grind up against her just before you trailed kisses down her belly to her waistline. you stopped before her hipbones that were beckoning you to kiss them, which she shuttered at. as you pulled her pants off, she covered her face with her inked forearm. 

“els.” 

“uhmm yea?” 

“i need you to watch me.” 

“o-ohkay.” 

she removes her arm reluctantly and watches as you press your lips into her inner thigh, still holding eye contact. her hand comes to caress your cheek in an attempt to rush you, but you pay her no mind. you bring your mouth to just rest against her clothed clit and she shutters. 

“ah.” escapes her lips. 

her hips start to rise against your lips pressed into her core. her left hand comes to the top of your head as she grinds harder, she whimpers at the lack of satisfaction. 

“please. fuck.” 

 that's when she ignores you and arches her back farther, slipping her hands into her boxes and begins to massage her clit. her free hand grips the sheets and the sounds of her wetness fill your ears like sweet music. 

“ellie?” you ask, taken aback. 

“yes, y-ees?” 

she doesn’t stop until you physically remove her fingers, you grip her wrist and bring her fingers to her lips. she sucks the taste of herself clean off and you finally slip your hand past her waistband. her hands come up to your biceps, digging into your skin while you toil her wet clit. 

“harder.” she demands, but you pull your hand away, causing her body to jerk violently.

she takes your wrist and guides your fingers up and down her clit. she huffs, with her eyes closed, soaking in the pleasure. At one point she just starts grinding on all four of your fingers. legs spread open, lifting her hips up rhythmically, panting and sweating as she humped your hand. 

just before she came you pulled down her boxers and drank in her red, soaked pussy. the cold air made her twitch under you as you brought your lips to her folds. you were swimming in her warmth as you pecked her opening gently. she moaned at the view of you making out with her pussy, eyes closed, tongue slipping in occasionally, and sipping her up. you did everything in your power to avoid her throbbing clit as you tongued her soaked hole. 

once you finally wrapped your lips around her clit closed her eyes, basking in the relief she felt. as you inhale her legs come closing in on your face, shaking. 

“ellie,” you look up. “relax, im going to let you cum.” 

as she releases the tension from her body your two fingers enter her. she tosses her head to the side at the pressure inside of her, her breathing becoming unstable again. you find her clit in your mouth again and now she’s panting obscenities under her breath. 

“fuck, fuck, ahh, so good. please.” 

mindlessly she just kept moaning like this, throwing your name in the mix too. 

“another,” she said breathlessly. “three, I need another finger, ple-please.” 

she watched you, face wet, eyes drunk from her body, as you slipped in your ring finger, stretching her further. you couldn’t help but stare at her pussy wrapped so tightly but perfectly around your fingers. instead of sliding in and out, you just curled your fingers towards her g-spot, causing tears to pool in the corners of her eyes. 

your tongue flicks her clit harder as you pick up stamina inside of her, she was paralyzed with pleasure, stiffened by her orgasm. once she came over the edge, you kept going, harder, faster, quicker, and her body attempted to fold but you did not falter. with all her strength she uses her hands to lift your head, but her body is weakened. 

you pull your fingers out, causing a pop and she lays, eyes wide looking at the mess you made. she just lies breathless and as you crawl up to kiss her, you pat her dampened cunt causing her to yelp before her lips met yours. 

[elsfleur]

⋆·˚ ༘ * ALWAYS AN ANGEL, NEVER A GOD

best friend!ellie x reader

summary: ellie williams has had enough of heartbreak for her entire lifetime, vowing to never fall in love again, her best defense mechanism: but you were so soft, so inevitable.

content warning: story inspired by this loser!ellie headcanons post by the lovely syd (@elliesflower) includes light mentions of smut, pining and traumatic past relationships

word count: 1,006

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a bundle of sharp ends and rough edges, inconveniently timed jokes and tempered anger management, your ellie was a sight to behold in her armour, though you preferred the skin beneath it: bruised and relentless, tarnished by survival, tender like a kiss. if she had been slightly more courageous she might’ve noticed your gaze– but she was not. claiming herself cowardly damaged goods ellie williams would smudge sketches of you from tears who dared misbehave into free fall mid drawing.

she had your features memorised like a map, the valley of your cheeks, crease of your eyes, mountains of the lips, pictured herself constantly visiting your limbs for sightseeing and painted you in sunset colours like a dream as if she was not living her own personal nightmare.

you were dancing with dina now, her hands by your waist as you grinded down her crotch painstakingly in slow motion to the rhythm of jesse’s playlist, ellie sucked in a breath and gulped down her beer as she steadied herself. it had barely been forty eight hours since you found yourself crying by ellie’s lap in the middle of the night over a long due breakup, her murder jokes becoming funnier the more tired you became, no one would’ve guessed by your radiance and movement just how heartbroken you had been, but your best friend knew, and she was glad for your peace of mind even if it was an intoxicated response.

you smiled at her once your body finally swayed back up, shaking away the brunette’s grip and offering up your arms to a flushed ellie who anticipated your request and shook her head.

“nope, i don’t dance”

“please” you hummed and she shuddered, erupting in pathetic shivers through every inch of skin. you had grabbed her drink and placed it down before taking her hands into yours and pulling them towards your waist, bright red replacing pale peach all across her cheeks with the thoughts that raced through ellie’s mind unwelcomed, would you plead like that with her tongue by your cunt too?

“you’re my favourite person in the world” you whispered by her ear closing the gap between your bodies as the song switched to something slower, ellie smiled in response fiddling with the belt loop of your jeans “should’ve dated you instead of that asshole” and with that joke, she choked.

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you had been crying again, legs carrying you towards ellie’s doorstep for the third time this week, she had fallen asleep on the couch somewhat anticipating your arrival ready to answer the door after glancing at the bright clock alarming 2:54 a.m. she swung it open with a yawn and stared you down: tousled hair of sleepless nights tossing, swollen lips and glossy eyes in a white nightgown too naked for jackson weather you looked like a fallen angel left abandoned at her doorstep. the softness of your voice snapped her of thoughts, the smallest hi els coming out through lumped throat, you fell towards her arms and latched on.

she held you as one held a star; not quite sure what to do with the sharp ends, not quite able to stare at its light, cutting herself at your vertices and squinting eyes at your sight to refrain from further falling.

“baby” ellie cooed lightly shoving you towards the couch, a lead which you complied plopping down the soft fabric alongside her “she never deserved you anyways, remember that one time she said your favourite ice cream was overrated? frankly a bitch” you giggled in reponse.

“no no i’m serious, or that other time we found series dvds and binge watched friends and she said ross didn’t cheat on rachel? or when you were cold and pouty and she just told you she couldn’t control the weather? seriously it is astounding how you saw any redeeming qualities in her, what was she like super good in bed?”

your laughter ceased, suddenly embarrassed “she never even” you started but shook your head, though ellie would not let you drop it now, widened eyes and amused smile growing.

“what?”

“ellie, just drop it”

“she never even what? made you cum?”

your silence answered her question louder than a nod could have and she choked back laughter whilst you dug your blushed face into the nearest throw pillow, endless musings on how you must be awfully frustrated and jesus angel why didn’t you tell me i would’ve had you break up with her if i knew, could’ve given her lessons- ow! don’t hit me.

“it’s not like you’re a fucking sex expert, williams” you mocked instinctively, rolling your eyes at your amused best friend.

“sure, i could still for certain make you cum though”

“stop fucking around”

“i’m not, i’m being serious!” the laughing stopped as she licked her lips “i would show you but i’m not a rebound girl”

this was the point ellie should’ve guessed it was a dream, your bright eyes looking back at her glinting at desire in a way that bordered filthy, a hunger unbeknownst to most people in their entire lifetime while the plead show me escaped past your reddened lips. she didn’t even hesitate before pressing against you, breath hovering your face as she propped herself up on top of your layed body radiating warmth like forest fires attaching themselves to every cell of her skin, the second your lips found eachother fireworks exploded by her insides.

you whimpered into her mouth, a begging, and she complied eagerly lowering herself trailing wet kisses down your neck till it stained them purples and reds, she wished to paint you whole with her tongue, hands reaching between your thighs and squeezing, your loud reaction stealing a curseful moan from herself.

and then the fucking doorbell rang. and you dissolved. and she rubbed her eyes and looked at the clock and there it was 2:52 a.m. she opened the door and her angel appeared again, though now aware none of what was wished upon would come true at her appearance.

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[luvsydina]

Maybe in a different universe this show got a season two :(

SYD & DINA in I AM NOT OKAY WITH THIS (2020)     — 1x01 | “DEAR DIARY…”

[p1nkm1lkslug]

Random hcs

Jonathan the type mf to say "greetings and salutations"

Jason and candy would have absolutely loved Alice madness return after Ben introduced them

Dina and Kate both work out together

The average new Yorker gets biten and so I'm just saying that Frankie isn't above giving you a chomp

Amy and Frankie have a kind of Ralph and Vanelope relationship ("WHAT IS THE JIGGLE JIGGLE SKIN" "glizzy :3" Type of energy)

Will is literally just Syd from skins, he dresses the same, he can't skateboard for shit

Nathan would invest in hair care

For my au red and silver are both siblings and are both roommates

Lazari and Nina are both scene kids, Nina was the one that introduced it to her as a kid and she now as a teenager wears a fuck ton of kandi

Nina is an ex pick me girl and eventually just got over Jeff

And Jeff never had any feelings for Nina mainly because for my au Nina stalked and eventually met Jeff when she was like 16 and Jeff was 25 and the two now just have a sibling like bond instead

Lui is asexual and sully is not his only alter (will forever hate how sully has been portrayed in the past) , in total has around 3 alters with him, sully, emmory, Delilah

Both versions of Ben exist within my au (Benjamin and B.E.N)

Clockwork is a lesbian and was with Toby due to comphet

Jack has toe beans

Other members exist but either don't show up and or don't live at the mansion (mainly applies to sonic x, herobrian, B.E.N)

Sadie has a horrible case of "I end up falling in love only to realize he is gay"

Kageo is such a fucking bitch, like he throws shit on the floor and will make you pay on the date because he wants princess treatment (toxic gay, thinks he's Regina George LIKE PACK IT UP 💀💀)

Toby and Tim, father and his emo son

Brian is so beautiful 💕

nobody likes stripes, she thinks that they all fear her and she's their greatest eenemjaff enjoys fucking with her ("prepare to die by the hand of zalgos daughter " "Nobody remembers you and the favorite child is on our side")

[agaypanic]

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.

[noodlesbatches]

intro post (redone) :

Hi, I’m Batches! :) This is mostly a byler acc (at least for right now!). I am a minor.

I joined tumblr on Jan. 17th 2024. (aka the day Mike’s s5 photos were released)

My fandoms : Stranger Things, The Good Place, South Park, It, I am not ok with this, Scott Pilgrim, Bobs Burgers, 13 reasons why, Percy Jackson, Young Royals and ect. (I probably forgot some 😭)

Song artist(s)/bands : Eminem, Mitski, TV girl, The Front Bottoms, Pierce the Viel, Laufey, 2Pac, Alex G, Amor of Sleep

My byler playlist (both Mike and Will’s povs) :

El Hopper playlist :

I would really appreciate it if you took a listen :) !

Favorite byler fanfic (for right now) : To Hell and Back again on ao3 (not canon to s5 btw but its still really good!)

Ships : Byler, Reddie, Chris x Gordy, Syd x Dina, Creek, Danny x Sandy, Lumax, Rockie, Jancy, Jopper, Percabeth

Favorite characters (characters that kinda reflect off me) : Mike Wheeler, Richie Tozier, Craig Tucker, Kenny McCormick, Wallace wells, Chris Chambers, Kyle Brovoski

☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆ : ̗̀➛ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

Moots (some) : @imaddticedtobyler @gardenfairie @bylersbear01 @ivy4byler @gayofthefae @cler1csfink @despapillon @bylermysillyboys @queen-of-hawkins-highler @michaelnotwheeler @kittykat940 @bylertruth3r @itsacleanmachine @besthingiveverdone @starrybyler @thatkeira9000 @greengoofygoober7 @starsarefire824 @bylerian @el-hops (I will add more, and sorry if i didn’t add you!) <3

If you wanna be a moot you can ask in my asks or just message me!

I will accept if you do decide to ask!

(now sharing this acc with @el-hops)

[findrpshere]

ello, i’m looking for someone 18+ to roleplay with (i'm over 18, under 25)! specifically, i’d like to roleplay one of the following fandoms. in brackets are my possible love interests (im indecisive), and i’ve also included any canon x canon ships i’m willing to rp (if there’s an asterisk next to a character, that’s the one i’d rather play). if we do oc x canon, we can either double up or you can play my oc’s love interest.

fandoms i currently wanna rp:

-stranger things (quite a few options, we’ll discuss this in chat lol)

    -steve x jonathan

    -chrissy* x eddie

    -nancy x robin*

    -nancy x jonathan

    -jonathan* x argyle

-orange is the new black (mccullough, stella, nicky, maritza, or flaca)

    -maritza x flaca

-sex education (otis, ruby, or jackson)

    -otis x ruby

-i am not okay with this (stan or syd)

    -syd x dina

-total drama island (dj, lindsay, or gwen)

    -noah x katie*

    -heather x gwen

-trinkets (moe or elodie)

    -elodie* x moe

-divergent series (four, tris, or peter)

if interested, feel free to message me on here or add me on discord at BigCheese#6737 ❤😊

Message op here or on their discord -> BigCheese#6737

[findyourrp]

ello, i’m looking for someone 18+ to roleplay with (i'm over 18, under 25)! specifically, i’d like to roleplay one of the following fandoms. in brackets are my possible love interests (im indecisive), and i’ve also included any canon x canon ships i’m willing to rp (if there’s an asterisk next to a character, that’s the one i’d rather play). if we do oc x canon, we can either double up or you can play my oc’s love interest.

fandoms i currently wanna rp:

-stranger things (quite a few options, we’ll discuss this in chat lol)

    -steve x jonathan

    -chrissy* x eddie

    -nancy x robin*

    -nancy x jonathan

    -jonathan* x argyle

-orange is the new black (mccullough, stella, nicky, maritza, or flaca)

    -maritza x flaca

-sex education (otis, ruby, or jackson)

    -otis x ruby

-i am not okay with this (stan or syd)

    -syd x dina

-total drama island (dj, lindsay, or gwen)

    -noah x katie*

    -heather x gwen

-trinkets (moe or elodie)

    -elodie* x moe

-divergent series (four, tris, or peter)

if interested, feel free to message me on here or add me on discord at BigCheese#6737 ❤😊

BigCheese#6737 ❤😊

[findroleplay]

ello, i’m looking for someone 18+ to roleplay with (i'm over 18, under 25)! specifically, i’d like to roleplay one of the following fandoms. in brackets are my possible love interests (im indecisive), and i’ve also included any canon x canon ships i’m willing to rp (if there’s an asterisk next to a character, that’s the one i’d rather play). if we do oc x canon, we can either double up or you can play my oc’s love interest.

fandoms i currently wanna rp:

-stranger things (quite a few options, we’ll discuss this in chat lol)

    -steve x jonathan

    -chrissy* x eddie

    -nancy x robin*

    -nancy x jonathan

    -jonathan* x argyle

-orange is the new black (mccullough, stella, nicky, maritza, or flaca)

    -maritza x flaca

-sex education (otis, ruby, or jackson)

    -otis x ruby

-i am not okay with this (stan or syd)

    -syd x dina

-total drama island (dj, lindsay, or gwen)

    -noah x katie*

    -heather x gwen

-trinkets (moe or elodie)

    -elodie* x moe

-divergent series (four, tris, or peter)

if interested, feel free to message me on here or add me on discord at BigCheese#6737 ❤😊

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