#m: stanley barber

[not-the-living-ghost]

well at least now i can say with absolute certainty that netflix hates two things, and that’s ghosts and gay people

[garfwarf]

boy and girl who had sex with each other once and realized they were both queer

[lvrsparadise]

[the-losers-are-still-losing]

something about these overly specific genres of character

[moondenss]

the color palette of I am not okay with this...

[clericxhood777]

My brother: You can't be in that many fandoms

Me: *Tryna figure out which Eddie, Mike, Stan or mean lesbian, ppl are talking about*

[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

it's missing them hours

[reareaotaku]

Stanley Barber Headcanons

You were new in town and he was quick to take you under his wing

He's so bored of this small town, so he's excited to meet someone new

You're a lot different than he was expecting, but he didn't know what he was expecting

He finds it really easy to talk to you

He shows you around the house and all the places to hang out

Loves going on car rides with you

If you don't know how to drive, he'll teach you

It does not go well [You almost hit a tree and a ditch]

It's fine, you don't really like driving all that much anyway. You prefer being a passenger princess

He loves listening to your voice

Sometimes when he can't sleep, he calls you just to listen to you talk

"Are you listening to me?"

"Huh? Yeah, of course. I'm always listening"

Gets you into trouble, especially if you were/are a good kid

Always looks at you lovingly in class that he ends up zoning out

Pretty embarrassing when he gets called out

He was not paying attention. He was to focused on you

He's protective over you and will defend you against anyone, even if they could kick his ass

^ It's fine, because you'll patch him up. <- This makes it worth it

"Oh, leave them alone, Jackass"

"What did you say, twerp?"

"I said, Leave. Them. Alone."

If a teacher ever picks on you, he'll take the attention off of you and onto himself

He hates when you cry. It bothers him, because there should be no reason that you're crying. If he could, he would get rid of whatever upset you

[henry-fox-biggest-stan]

autistic4autistic friendship fr

[calyxthenerd]

When two characters are so extraordinarily intertwined that any romantic partner will have to deal with both, and that has them both romantically frustrated because the lack of boundaries between them scares most people off

[yes-17-15]

Yooo happy autism awareness month to me, my dad, Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Jonathan Byers, Eddie Munson, Jane Hopper, Dustin Henderson, Joyce Byers, Murray Bauman, Jim Hopper, Robin Buckley, Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie Tozier, Evelyn Katz, Ziggy Katz, Fraser Wilson, Stanley Barber, Viktor Hargreeves, Five Hargreeves, Diego Hargreeves, Klaus Hargreeves, Luther Hargreeves, and every other autistic person!!!

[not-the-living-ghost]

I’ve come to the conclusion that my favorite type of duo is just the himbo and the smartass

[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

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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.”

[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)

[asexual-juliet]

i did have feelings for you. they weren’t the right ones, but i promise i did.

i am not okay with this (2020) // chimamanda ngozi adichie, americanah // boygenius, “bite the hand”

[sammythelover]