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Seriously, WHERE and HOW do Easterman and Clyde keep finding these fuckass people😭🙏 LIKE DAMN

[viceroywrites]

Hello! :) I wanted to make a request for Stanley x Wife reader or younger Stan x gf reader (Idc you can choose)

My cat ran away a day ago, and I can't find him anywhere. I've been feeling really sad about it, and i'm so worried and anxious cuz my cat is a lil scaredy-cat and a picky eater, SO HES NOT MADE FOR THE OUTSIDE WORLD😭

Could you perhaps write some comfort, please? If not, please feel free to ignore this! THANKS

a/n: hi! i'm so sorry you're going through that. here's some younger stan x gf comfort coming up for you, hope you enjoy it and i hope your little guy comes home safely!

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it had been a rough week.

internally, you were exhausted and just wanted to crawl into bed and hide, but externally, you put on a smile, keeping up the same energy you normally did.

little did you know there was a certain someone saw through the facade.

you were just about to slide under the covers, ready to call it a night early after a tiring day of putting on a brave face.

plink.

you blink in confusion, turning your head towards the window. you thought you heard something, but once the noise quickly dissipated, you assumed it might have been one of the branches of the tree next to your window hitting the glass from the strong winds that were howling. your back faces away from the window once again.

plink.

putting your blanket back into place, you begin to make your way to the window. your eyes widen at the small rock that clinks against the glass, the source of the sound. your eyebrows are furrowed in annoyance, ready to yell at what you assumed was some kids in the neighborhood trying to cause some trouble.

"hey, knock it off!" you yell, cracking your window open in frustration.

it catches you off guard to be greeted by your boyfriend of a few months, stanley pines, grinning back at you. a rock in his hand, the other tucked into the brown leather jacket over his broad shoulders.

"took ya long enough! was getting worried you already fell asleep, toots." stan snickered, discarding the rock onto the ground.

"stan, what're you doing here?" you say with alarm.

"can't a guy come and surprise his girl? i didn't realize i had to schedule an appointment to see ya." stan replies with a playful grin, "come join me for a joy ride, got the old man's keys for the night."

"meaning you stole those keys." you point out with a playful roll of your eyes.

stan simply shrugs, "tomato, toe-mato. same thing."

you glance down at your attire, having already changed into your pajamas. you bite down on your lip, "i'm already in my PJs, stan..."

stan brushes off your concern, "no need to get all dolled up, ya look great. just grab a jacket and come on down. your chariot awaits ya." he grins, gesturing to the red el diablo parked on the curb in front of your house.

you let out a sigh, a genuine smile creeping across your tired features. what the hell? you probably weren't gonna feel any better laying bed.

you walk away from the window, shutting it and grab the jacket on top of the pile of clothing that was growing in the corner of your room. sneaking down the stairs, you quietly close the door behind you, running into stan's embrace as he hugs you tight. inhaling the scent of his woodsy aftershave, you glance up at him.

"the old throwing rocks at your window? kinda cliche, pines." you tease. stan stammers over his words, trying to defend himself as he walks you to the car.

"so where are we going anyways?" you ask, slipping into the passenger side.

"that's surprise." stan grins, closing your door, leaving you confused.

-

the two of you walk along the empty pier of glass shard beach, most of the stalls closing up for the evening.

"thanks for taking me out, stan." you say with soft smile, figuring you were at the end of the adventure with the end of pier leading to the sand in sight. leaving the house actually did help a bit in clearing your head.

"the night's still young, toots. besides we haven't even gotten to the surprise." stan grins, tugging your hand towards the stairs leading down to the sandy beach. you chuckle at his eagerness, following behind him before he suddenly stops, covering your eyes.

"stan, what are you doing?" you giggle, your hands covering his large palms that completely block your vision. "we're almost there, don't wanna ruin the surprise." stan replies, guiding you carefully down the stairs onto the sand.

you take a few more steps before he removes his hands to unveil the surprise.

"ta-da!"

three beach towels that stan dug up from his mom's linen closet made a makeshift blanket in front of the water, a cooler next to it stocked with pitt cola and your favorite snacks, and a bouquet of flowers laying on top of it.

"stan, this is... amazing, but what's the occasion?" you say in confusion and awe, walking towards the set-up.

"seeing you down in the dumps is enough of an occasion for me." stan says, crossing his arms over his chest with pride at your reaction, "know it's been a tough week for ya, figured it's the least i could do."

you glance back at stan in surprise, not realizing he had caught on your low mood. and here you thought you had hidden it so well, trying not to worry him and everyone around you.

the tears finally well up in your eyes, and you give him a tight hug, soaking the fabric of his white tee. "how'd you know?" you sniffle.

he strokes the back of your head and scoffs, almost offended by your question, "you expect me to not know when you're faking it? i'm no genius like ford, but i've got enough sense to know what a real smile of yours looks like." stan presses a kiss on top of your head as you finally let the waterworks loose, rubbing your back soothingly.

"thank you...." you say through your sobs.

"anything for you, doll." he hums against your hair.

-

"you set this up all by yourself?" you ask, taking a sip of the pitt cola stan had just opened for you.

"well... i had a little help."

"... is that why we ran into ford at the beginning of the pier?"

"hey, he owed me a favor!"

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WHERE ARE ALL THE CHRIS FICS AT?!?!?! HELLO?!?!? THAT MAN IS SOOOOO FINE AND SUCH A CUTIE CMON YA'LL😭🙏

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Hey guys! Soooo remember when I asked if we all could come up and agree on names for all the Glory Days Heroes?

Here's what I think everyones names would be🫡

Apogee: Nancy Dewitt

Blazestone: Opaline Green

Downburst: Briar Johnson

Dynaguy: Scott Smith

Everseer: Alfred Norris

Fironic: Terry Wright

Gamma Jack: Jackson Hart

Hypershock: Joseph Tremor

Macroburst: Finley Collins

Meta Man: George Taylor

Phylange: Joshua Mick Craig

Plasmabolt: Dorothy Emerson

Psycwave: Heather Jones

Splashdown: Joe Cooper

Stormicide: Linda Blitch

Stratogale: Eva Royce

Thunderhead: Martin Pimm

Universal Man: Ralph Wagner

I feel like doing this would be a fun thing to do and would also help fanfic writers or bot makers, so let me know what yall think and if ya'll agree with the names! :)

Me rn

(ALSO credits to spc-rambles here on tumblr for Phylange's name and to Kasper55 on j.ai for Hypershock's name!!!)

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I find it so funny how the Operator deadass stole Jay's camera at the end of part 5 just to film himself on some random ahh field💀

Like okay edge lord go get it ig💀💀💀

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Every time people draw Murkoff Leland with hair, an angel loses it's wings💔

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(Voiceline from Arora about Leland Coyle)

Okay, it's confirmed, guys.. That mf is MUSTY! EWWWW STINKY🫵 (Not surpised)

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Small details I noticed while rewatching the Hobbit Pt.5

THORIN'S PUPPY DOG EYES

I'M GONNA DIE HE'S SO DAMN CUTE HERE