#stan uris icons

[it-one-line-at-a-time]

"Uh... Today, I'm supposed to become a man, but I don't... I don't feel any different, I- I... I know I'm a loser. And no matter what, I always fucking will be."

[marshbevvie]

detective losers

Ah yes, the floor here is made out of floor.

[liv45no]

Rewatched the chapter 2 flashbacks (and melancholic Stan *sniff sniff*) for THIS

“Stanley, we’re not afraid of fucking spiders.”

‘yeah no I’m gonna listen to that shit ur slippin again’

‘well i am stop exposing me’

‘the actual fuck richie’

‘we’re not?’

‘ur right baby’

*deeply embarrassed*

‘whatever u say beautiful boyfriend’

[x-on-the-calendar-business]

ryan ross iceberg (tier 7)

tier 1, tier 2, tier 3, tier 4, tier 5, tier 6, tier 8

deep waters:

light up skechers fancam:

this is a fancam made by twitter user fleetwood_wac. the background song is skechers by dripreport, and i think it was a tiktok song? (i don’t have tiktok) in 2020/2021, it became famous on ryan ross stan twitter. i don’t think the original tweet is still up, but aryn has it in this reply.

side note, if you weren’t on ryan ross stan twitter in 2020, you were sorely missing out.

go figure. to late honey:

this is a quote from one of ryan’s livejournal posts from july 3, 2005. it’s SO iconic.

zrosswald:

this refers to ryan/z berg/alex greenwald. i think it’s meant to refer more to their friendship; the golden trio, if you will. however, i’m sure there are people who genuinely ship them all together, just like rydan.

they have been a tight group for a while, as z and alex both played with the young veins some. also, ryan and alex made appearances at z’s prom events.

eta: as i suspected, this is definitely a real ship.

here's a tumblr post explaining the ship dynamics a bit more. this blog has a lot of zrosswald content if you're interested!

kale:

on thanksgiving of 2011, ryan tweeted this:

in 2021, it became a meme in the ryan stan twitter community, and people tagged gordan ramsay in the tweet, asking his opinion on ryan’s cooking.

first male model for mac:

the story goes that in the fever era, the makeup company mac offered ryan a spot to be their first male model. unfortunately, he declined. according to the comments on a livejournal post i found, ryan discussed this in a 2006 spin magazine interview [i]. there were scans of the interview, but sadly, they’re not available, like most pictures on lj. it hasn’t been archived either.

the same commenter says that article doesn’t specifically mention mac, though. mac did offer ryan free products, but he doesn’t say if he accepted them [i].

so, it’s unsure if ryan was offered to be mac’s male model (unless there’s another source i’ve missed) or another brand’s. either way he turned it down. my guess is that the mac idea came from the fact that he used mac’s products back then.

beef with pete wentz:

after the split, brendon got pete in the divorce.

in a MTV interview that ryan did in 2009, it says “…he wishes Urie and Smith well and still considers them both to be his friends…The same cannot be said, however, about his former boss -- Decaydance Records honcho/ Fall Out Boy bassist Pete Wentz -- who seems to have clearly aligned himself with the Urie/Smith camp following the split" [ii].

in the same interview, ryan specifically says:

"I haven't spoken to him in a while, since this happened. I guess I've been meaning to call him back. He called me, but I've missed a lot of phone calls this week," Ross said. "We're not sure [whether Ross' and Walker's new band will be on Wentz's Decaydance Records]. I'll have to talk to him, but obviously from what's happening online, I think he's ... he's written a lot about them. I don't know if they're working together on their stuff. I'm not really sure, but it's been awhile since we've spoken. It's strange. It's kind of weird" [ii].

the author of the article speculates that ryan and pete’s friendship is over [ii]. i can’t find the source for this, nor can i remember what the specific comments were, but i swear that pete did make some shady comments about ryan at one point.

however, it does seem that their relationship is not on negative terms currently. in 2016, pete tweeted this and this about ryan [iii] [iv]. also, this year (2023), pete mentioned ryan in a video fall out boy posted of pete reviewing his old fashion! you can watch it here:

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i’m also going to link an article i found that chronicles ryan and pete’s entire relationship, which is an interesting read (although i get the feeling they’re a little biased against ryan…).

ryan’s pet turtles:

i can’t find the post or comment, but on a lj post, ryan commented “this reminds me of when my dad ran over my pet turtles with the lawn mower. thanks.”

��i went to high school with ryan:”

i have two sources for this, and i’m not sure of which one is the original. however, this one is the one i remember seeing first (around 2014).

on tumblr, someone sent in an ask saying essentially the same thing, also in 2014.

i know that both are referring to the same thing; i’m just not sure if the first pic is based on the ask, or if the ask is based on the image. either way, the sentiment is the same.

honestly, i don’t think this story is true. still funny nonetheless

hot girls eating pizza:

this is another one i cannot find a source for anywhere (not even a tweet mentioning it), even though i was able to in the past. i apologize.

but i’m pretty sure that what this is about is a tweet/social media post in which he referred to hot girls eating pizza.

if anyone has a source or more information on this one though, please let me know!!

(i was going to dm the creator of one of the icebergs i referenced to ask her, but twitter won’t allow me to send dms to someone who doesn’t follow me unless i pay for twitter blue. i’m committed to explaining this iceberg but not enough to give elon musk my money i fear)

sent to an island:

in an alternative press interview from 2018, z said that on christmas eve, she shipped ryan off to an island to clear his head. ryan says, “true story” [v].

kate moss playboy:

in the following picture from ryan’s instagram, you can see a kate moss playboy on the table.

hentai:

in the fever era, panic did interviews for a japanese magazine. someone ran ryan’s portion through an image translation, and it brought back something about hentai.

eta: update, twitter user givememallce bought the actual magazine from japan and provided us with translations of this image and the questions the band was answering! they also included the answers from the rest of the band if you're curious about those [vi]. so the biggest shoutout to them and their service.

fake wedding with z:

in 2009, ryan and z pretended to be married. ryan tweeted a picture of z with a wedding ring, called her his wife, and also tweeted a quote of her calling him “the best husband ever” [vii].

later, he tweeted that his wife left in the middle of the night. he then had a revelation:

the best part is that all of these events took place within a single day.

here’s the masterpost with all the details:

not actually 5’11:

this is a conspiracy that ryan is lying about his height.

one piece of evidence was that brendon is 5’9, meaning ryan would be 2 inches taller than him. however, in a lot of photos they look to be relatively the same height.

the other piece is that multiple fans who have met ryan said that compared to their own heights, he can’t be 5’11. i don’t have specific sources of people saying that, but i know it was discourse on twitter at one point.

next is the final entry in the iceberg, where we get into the most obscure stuff the iceberg has to offer and finish this thing up.

tier 8

references:

[i] https://bandfandom-ref.livejournal.com/133181.html

[ii] https://www.mtv.com/news/1fedpk/exclusive-ryan-ross-talks-about-leaving-panic-at-the-disco

[iii] https://twitter.com/petewentz/status/794988164901261312

[iv] https://twitter.com/petewentz/status/795025751930114048

[v] https://www.altpress.com/ryan-ross-z-berg-the-bad-list/

[vi] https://twitter.com/GIVEMEMALlCE/status/1695649402663363028

[vii] https://pathetic-at-the-disco.tumblr.com/post/180912208431/ryan-ross-and-z-bergs-wedding-masterpost

[roscoe-me-and-this-fuckin-kid]

a ryan ross girlie* wakes up in the morning. there is no new content. she scrolls through z's insta and falls deeper into parasocial love. she reblogs a lyric edit of the bad list. she cries as she listens to dangerous blues. she watches northern downpour played live in 2019 on youtube. she opens jon walker's twitter. she tries not to make eye contact with the paperback throam copies on her bookshelf. she sees a post-split stan call brendon urie a 'queer icon' and she commits a murder. she goes to sleep. the cycle continues. she is dying pls send help

[oof-i-did-it-agaaiiin]

I kinda want to use stan uris in bathtub image as icon because I think it’s metal as fuck but also realize that it would be incredibly fucked up to broadcast an image of suicide (albeit fictional) across tons of people’s screens. It is a cool image from horror movie but. At what cost.

[crazyk-imagine]

GIFS I

Gifs I don’t want to lose :)

Top Gun + Top Gun: Maverick

The Dog fight Scene

More of the scene

More dog fight scene

Hangman & Coyote

Hangman and his darts

Bob in the sky

Hangman during the dog fight

The one time you see the other pilots

An adorable duo

Fritz during the dog fight

Bob’s move

“Hangman in costume”

“College Jake”

Yale in the sky

TGM cast

Bob

Bob and Mickey in college collage

Top gun as troubled birds?

TG and TGM teachers

Icemav

Bob and Fanboy as besties

Shock

Bob, Fanboy, and Coyote

Dagger Squad

Rooster @ Hangman

Hangman @ Rooster

Bob’s hair

Kermit and Lewis

Things associated with BB

The Squad

Brad

Quarter of the dagger squad playing jenga

Mav and Rooster

Mav runs to Rooster

Rooster learns Mav is insane

Bradshaw boys // B Boys 

Goose Goose

Anthony as Goose

Iceman, Maverick, Goose, and Slider

Iceman

Iceman being Iceman

Wolfman and Hangman

“Nerd” boys being proud of Nat

Glen

Cleaned up Dagger Squad 

Sassy Bradley

Edit

Should have been a real pic in the movie

Wolfman and Hollywood

Slider and Iceman

Top Daggers

Fanboy and Payback

Wolfman and Hollywood

Dramatic Hannix

Hannix

Sad Hannix

The cast 

Butts

Everybody Wants Some!!

Finnegan with his cowboy hat // Cowboy hat

Finnegan dancing // more dancing

Finnegan // Pt. 2

Finnegan and the bull

Finnegan and Coma dancing

Supernatural

Richard Speight Jr fangirling

Jensen *tsk tsk*

Gag reel

Dean

The cast and their hair

Dean stealing candy

Dean cleaning himself 

Funny post

Dick Hunter

More Dean

Alternate Dean’s

Swat Supernatural 

Dean

Sam and Dean

Dean

Devotion

Jonathon and Glen 

Glen in devotion

Glen in his uniform

Glen in his whites

Narnia

Lucy and Peter

Tiktok song

Dialogue

Susan w/ Eliza H lyrics

Pevensie Ages

Small timeline

Viva la Viva w/ Peter

Sad times w/ Peter

Moodboard series

Hamilton lyrics x Narnia peeps

William Mosley gifs // Pt. 2

Narnia book remodel

Peter edit

Parallels

Merlin

Merlin

Merlin and poetry

Merlin curses

Arthur’s love language for Merlin

More Merlin

Gwaine

More Gwaine

Merlin edit

Arthur

Arthur accpeting magic (what we deserved to see)

Non Merlin watcher comments

Rupert Young being cocky

Merthur

Break my heart // Pt.2 

Arthur learned the truth 

Edits

Merlin

Arthur messing with Merlin

Arthur defying his Father

The End

Locations 

Arthur undressing

BBC Merlin

BBC Merlin

Funny

Interesting 

Bridgerton

Kanthony

Character develpment - Anthony

The family dancing

The family

Mentions of the sting

Stranger Things

Equipped Nancy

Eddie

Nancy and Eddie

Platonic Soulmates

This is music

Ted Lasso

Jamie 

More Jamie

Some more Jamie

Jamie 

Jamie

Sleepy Jamie

More Jamie

Lot more Jamie

(Don’t judge me) Jamie

Character development

Jamie (cold upstairs, hot downstairs)

Jamie

Parallels

Jamie

The strings

Character arc

Cartwheels

Roy

Jamie

Cuteness

Dance Dance

Pass the ball

Dance dance again

Fist bump

Beard and Roy

The Richman Way

Lasso dance

The end

Uncle Roy

Jamie

Birthday

Jamie knows Roy

Progress

After the poster

More progress

Jamie being mature

Last practice

Jamie and Sam

Jamie

Ted and Rebecca

Jamie 

Jamie and Sam 

You missed a good one

Wizard of Oz

Father and Son

Jamie

Will and convos

Sassy trio

Tears

The Fashion Police

Team fines

Jamie and Dani

Facts

Jamie

Sweaty Jamie 

Triple Frontier

The boys

Makes me cackle

How I imagined the end in One Shot

The main four

Santi

Frankie

Will

More Will

Benny

More Benny

“After” the movie Benny

Menacing walk Benny (future unwritten scene?) 

AU Will 

Marvel/ DC

Zemo dancing

Bucky

More Bucky

Not Bucky but fits the vibe

Misc

Willard dancing

Willard and Ren Dancing

Marko, Paul, Dwayne, and David

Lindsay embarrassing Flack

Shane and Ryan through the years

Shane and Ryan

Ryan

Salem Saberhagen Icons Pt. 1 // Pt. 2

Salem Saberhagen

Chris Knight deleted scene

Chris Knight

Black Phone

Leatherface (2017)

Numb3rs “date night”

Eric saves Jack

Monk

The boys and Lassie

Benny icons for My babysitters a vampire

Bowers gang

(Book) Stan Uris

Stan and Ritchie

IT

Harry potter

Fred and George being adorable

Now you see me

Bohrap

Queen commentary

Tom Hiddleston is a real life prince

James Diamond

Kira Yukimura

Fic edits

BTR vibes

Glen Powell

P & P Trivia

Know your Leatherface

Drew in the puppy interview

Rafe obx 3

Lewis 

“College Student”

Art History meme

Deadpool

American Psycho

Shower AP Scene

AP Lines

Rafe

Phil Dunster

Dungeons and Dragons 

Aemond Targaryen 

Ken talk

Behind the scenes - HOTD - AT

DPS things

Wolf transformation

The toast

Aemond T

[thcbarrens]

multi for novel-based IT muses . 20+ mutuals only . written by aj . carrd

MOVED TO @aranostra

muselist:

>>   beverly rogan ://   born 1947, she/her. verses main // a fashion designer who has recently left her abusive husband.

>>   eddie kaspbrak ://   born 1947, he/him. verses main // owner of a limousine company in new york.>>  

>> mike hanlon ://   born 1947, he/him. verses main // librarian in derry, maine.

>> stan uris :// born 1947, he/him. verses main // accountant in atlanta, georgia.

>> bill denbrough :// born 1946, he/him. verses main // horror novelist, screenwriter

>> audra denbrough ://   born 1949, she/her. main // a well-known actress, married to author bill denbrough. 

>> henry bowers ://   born 1946, he/him. verses main // a bully, institutionalized after killing his father. recently escaped.

guidelines:

  001 ://   this blog is 20+ only. i do not feel comfortable interacting with anyone younger than that. 

002 ://   i don't use fcs or icons for this blog and use minimal graphics. this is not my primary blog, so i want to put all of my energy into the writing aspects. 

003 ://   although my interpretations are book-based, i also incorporate my own headcanons and will not include the racism and sexism from the book. i do not incorporate 'that scene.' i write henry as a bully and a terrible person, but i don't feel comfortable including his racism. however, due to the nature of these muses, some content you may see includes: violence, abuse, trauma, and drug addiction. i will tag as necessary.

  004 ://   i am hesitant to write any childhood threads, because i've seen some weirdness in fandoms that include children before. if i do, it needs to be with someone i talk to so i know we're on the same page. the book itself includes some things i'm not comfortable with writing. 

005 ://   if you have a concern or issue about something i've posted, please contact me personally. if you have the desire to write a vague post, i would prefer that you block me. vague posts cause a great deal of anxiety for me. if you ever suspect i'm vague posting about you, also feel free to contact me, but i promise that i don't vague post; i will speak directly about any issues i have or keep my mouth shut entirely.

  006 ://   i use the tag negativity cw on any post i make that is negative about anything including rpc or life in general. please block the tag if negativity brings you down! 

007 ://   i have a full time job and a neurodivergent brain, so my activity will come and go. please be patient with me, and please do not message me unless we're mutuals. 

008 ://   i am aj, my pronouns are he/they, i have been rping for years and years and years and i have too many blogs. please feel free to message me on discord if we're mutuals at uncertainlogic.

[discardedmask]

My aforementioned multitasking! at the dining hall was undertaken as a distraction from a tsunami of sad that came crashing down as I stood in line to order food. While you claim it is within my character to do so, I find myself alarmed by the amount of stimulation I must seek out to dispel my negative thoughts. The high generated from each trip to jim is immediately followed by a low of insufficient interesting activity, accompanied by a classic cry! at the dorm desk. In the six days since September 4th, there have been tears departing my eyes in 8 different hours. What the fuck?

The most recent such instance, post-push-day-and-subsequent-unwise-shoppers-and-dollarama-run-during-which-i-carried-so-much-shit-you-don’t-even-know, though brief, was followed by a moment of reflection as I glanced at myself in my mirror designed for those much taller than myself. As I studied my reflection, tears now long dried and my face returned to its usual stellar state, I was nearly brought to tears once again (which would have been disastrous, mind you, as the time flashed by my lockscreen now began with a 5 as opposed to a 4) by the realization that the marks you had left on me were nearly invisible. Like your intentionally shedded hairs, slowly being blown into the hallway by my upright fan (as opposed to a stan or a casual fan, duh), the traces of you, of your presence in Toronto, the capital city of Ontario (isn’t that WILD?!), are gradually fading.

I miss your skin.

These words, written on a note slipped subtly into the pocket of fictional, bisexual but in denial 70s rock star Ryan Ross, by fictional, openly gay and slutty 70s rock band roadie Brendon Urie in Vol. 2 (Wolves vs. Hearts), chapter 13, of beggarsnotes' iconic tripartite (plus extras) pre-split Panic! at the Disco fanfiction The Heart Rate of a Mouse, may apply here, but they, like most historical perspectives on psychology, are not an adequate representation of the comprehensive nature of the subject in question. Perhaps the exorbitant amount of time we spent together immediately prior to our geographical separation may be to blame, but nevertheless, I miss more of you than simply your skin. I miss the smell of your hair as you lay on my chest and restrict my ability to breathe (as my lungs, already limited in capacity, lay screaming in protest). I miss the absolutely absurd expression with which you look up at me with your head between my legs (like a permanent megamind meme). I miss being nibbled on like a fucking chew toy, leaving various parts of my body to spend the next days aching in disapproval. I miss more, probably, but I am sick of writing and I want to watch Gilmore Girls.

[slozhno]

andy bean as stanley uris in it : chapter two icons !

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[ren-roneo]

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[hedaxedits]

waiting for hd content

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credits to @lwtallica on twitter.

[liv45no]

Richie, opening a door: after you, sir.

Stan: No thank you. I never let anyone walk behind me. Seven out of ten attacks are from the rear.

Richie: okay, well, that still leaves a 30 percent chance that I’ll attack you from the front.

Stan: uh, yeah, but it’ll be easier to stop. I can always block the blow. Or I can counter-

Richie: *smacks him across the cheek*

[photohut]

𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐬𝐝 <3

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[garbage-tozier]

nightmares - s.u. (fictober!)

prompt number: 20 - “you could talk about it, you know?”

fandom: it (stan uris x reader)

rating: e for everyone

warnings: uhhh no

word count: 1.4k

a/n: boy do i love stanley uris.

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you ran your fingers lazily through the curls of the boy who was currently resting contently with his head in your lap. he hummed quietly as you did, a faint smile teasing the corners his lips. your other hand was entwined with his, resting at your side.

it was somewhere near midnight, and you were absolutely exhausted, but right then, none of that mattered. all you cared about in that moment was making sure that stanley uris felt safe, and loved, and happy.

~a while earlier~

you'd woken up from a peaceful sleep to a furious storm thrashing outside your house- rain crashed down on your roof, and from what you could see through your bedroom window, it wasn't stopping anytime soon.

as soon as you'd woken up, you knew that there was already a slim chance of you getting back to sleep. throw a thunderstorm into the mix? now, there was just no hope for you.

you let out a weary sigh, turning over in your bed so that you were facing away from your window. however unlikely your goal, there would be no harm in at least attempting to get some sleep. you squeezed your eyes shut, hoping for the best.

much to your distaste, the storm continued to rage on outside your window. you silently begged your ears to tune it out, but soon gave up, figuring it was no use. wait- was that the storm?

you'd thought you heard a knocking sound on your window. you looked behind you, in the direction of the  window, waiting to hear it again. when the sound didn't return, you figured it was just your imagination, and laid back down.

knock knock.

there it was again! you propped yourself up on your elbows, squinting through the darkness and towards your window. "better not be that damn clown," you mumbled before throwing your covers aside and standing up.

you crept slowly through the dark, half of you expecting to see the bug-eyed face of pennywise the dancing clown staring back at you. however, once you did reach your window, you were met with a different surprise.

when stan saw you, his face lit up. he was positively drenched, and it was hard to see him through the downpour, but you could spot those curls from a mile away.

you opened your window, completely ignoring the vicious weather. "stan? hold on- go to the back door, i'll be there in a second,"

he nodded, and you closed your window. you worked briskly to mop up the puddle that had collected under the window, using some clothes that had been discarded on your bedroom floor.

then, as quickly and quietly as you could, you slunk out of your room, and down the hallway to your kitchen. after a moment of rummaging in one of the drawers, you found a flashlight. you turned it on, just to check that it was working, and then turned it back off. hurriedly, you tiptoed through your house, and finally opened the back door.

you shone your flashlight directly into your friends face, causing his hand to fly up. "hey!"

"sorry, stanny," you said, pointing it down a bit. "i didn't know you were standing there." you turned off the flashlight and motioned for him to come in.

"but i'll get water all over your-"

"relax, stan," you smiled, pulling him in by his arm. "i'll make up some excuse to tell my parents,"

the boy followed you as you returned the flashlight to its drawer before heading back to your bedroom.

once you closed your door, turned your bedroom light on, and got stan a blanket. you thrust it toward him, waiting for him to reach out and take it.

he shook his head, accidentally sending water flying. "i'll get it wet!" he pushed the blanket away, but you forced your hand back.

"but it'll get you dry!" you dropped the blanket in his arms, turning around and walking away from him. he wrapped himself in the blanket, however begrudgingly, as you flopped down on your bed.

you watched him carefully. you thought his eyes looked a bit red, but under your dim bedroom light, combined with the fact that he was already soaking wet from the rain, you couldn't tell if he's been crying or not. what you could see, though, was his facial expression. he looked sad as hell, and scared, for that matter.

"you could talk about it, you know?" you said softly, throwing him a smile. he looked up from the ground to meet your gaze. now you could clearly see the tears streaming from his eyes.

"it was awful," his voice shook as he spoke. "it was a nightmare. i was in the neibolt house- alone- and the door of the room i was in slammed closed behind me. it felt so real," you gestured for him to come sit next to you on your bed. "no, i'll get water all over your-"

"stanley uris, no one fucking cares about a tiny little wet spot! i wouldn't mind it, i promise! i just want you to sit next to me!" he looked surprised, but complied. "keep going,"

"i, um-" he coughed a little bit, looking down. "it wasn't the lady from the painting." you made a face. that portrait was the signature thing pennywise used for stan. there was a special thing it used to torture all of you, and for stan, it was the painting. why would it switch up on him, but not on any of you?

"then what was it?" you asked, your brows knitting themselves together. "why would it change? do you think it changed for anyone els-"

"it was you." stan said quickly, looking down at his feet. you tried to say something but the words wouldn't come out. you? it was you?

you took a deep breath, taking another shot at speaking. "stan, i don't-"

"it's because i love you, okay?" he had finally decided to look at you again, but your eyes were glazing over quickly. he loved-? no, no, that couldn't be right.

you let out an awkward laugh, rubbing your eyes with your fingers. "sorry, stanny, i guess i'm still half asleep or something. i thought you said you-"

"i love you." he said again, more clearly. he straightened his spine so that he was sitting entirely upright. he was a lot more audacious with it this time, adding a little nod at the end. now there was no denying it- you'd heard correctly. you wanted to respond, but your brain had frozen. you couldn't think of anything; stan's word replayed over and over again in your brain, obstructing your train of thought.

"you don't have to say anything, i know you don't like me back," he muttered, after a while, looking away from you.

no! no! you did, you did, you did! of course you liked stan! you loved stan! you'd loved him since the two of you were little kids! you loved stanley uris with every fiber in your being, and you wanted to scream it from the hilltops! despite your very passionate feelings on the issue, no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't make a single sound.

you reached out and grabbed his hand, in a desperate attempt to communicate. he looked back at you, confused. you continued to try to talk, but, once again, nothing was coming out.

“okay, this is getting sort of old,” you thought, rolling your eyes internally. “fine then. don't talk,” you were done fighting with yourself. besides, you'd found a work around. you closed your eyes, and started to lean in.

all at once, your lips were pressed on his, the tips of your noses rubbing together as you tried to navigate the kiss. when the two of you finally broke apart, stan's cheeks were flushed.

"i love you too, stan," you mumbled, grinning widely as you allowed your head to come to rest on his shoulder.

you weren't really sure what had happened after that, but somehow, the two of you ended in the position you were in now: his head laying in your lap, your fingers laced through his curls.

the room was silent, but the air was not tense or awkward. it was more of a tranquil, relaxed quiet than a silence; just two soft presences, enjoying one another's company.

"stan?" you said quietly. no reply came. you grinned at him, watching lovingly as he breathed. he'd finally gotten to sleep, and so far, as far as you could tell, wasn't heading for nightmares.

you stared at him as he slept, overwhelmed with the joys of the night. "you have my heart, stanley uris," you whispered into the darkness.

"i know," he replied, startling you. so he wasn't asleep! he smiled lightly towards you, his eyes still closed. "and you have mine,"

[torturedpoetskywalker]

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