#blue's parable asks

[continentalblue]

ty for replying to my req i loved it <3 pls share anythin u make of Stanley and know that you’ll always have someone to appreciate it !

I'm sososo happy you liked it!! You're so sweet :')

[continentalblue]

i loooved ur stanley X reader post there’s barely any X reader about him out there :( could you do one of the reader helping out stanley when he’s anxious ? ty and have a good day <3

Yesssss I was hoping someone would ask for some more stanley x reader!! i'm sosososo excited to answer this ask holy crap

Also I'm so shocked there isn't more x reader stuff about him. Like you can project LITERALLY anything onto this guy and yall choose not to???

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Stanley fidgeted, gnawing at his lip. He paced the hallway of the press conference building. His face was lined with tension.

The concept of speaking in front of so many people was terrifying. To make it worse, Stanley couldn't even talk! The hallway seemed to close in on him.

"Stanley?"

He turned to look at you. As he did so, the world seemed to fold into itself. It was difficult to breathe. Was he breathing in at all? Or was he hyperventilating? He couldn't tell anymore.

"Hey, hey." You gently took his hands. "Breathe with me, okay? You're here. You're real. We're together." You led him through some deep breathing exercises until his breathing returned to (almost) normal.

Stanley pitched forward slightly. You led him to a chair and gently sat him down. He was covered in sweat, but you took no notice of that. You simply brushed some hair away from his forehead with a worried sigh.

Stanley felt weak and tired and somewhat nauseous. He squeezed your hand as a reminder of your presence. You were alive. He was alive. He still felt somewhat anxious about it all, but he felt a little better knowing you were there.

He kissed your hand as the adrenaline in his body slowly decreased.