#stascom

[stoful7freak]

kissing everyone on the forehead who ship any pair that has stanley in it. even better if its a crossover ship. kissing yall on the mouth if youre of age. your Vision and service will not go to waste on my watch # emotional

[stoful7freak]

what's your hcs for stascom?

HHHHHHHHH i've been letting ask marinate to gather my thoughts because. i'm insane .

to be honest mostly i like them in a sense that i want them to like each other romantically at some point in between other life stuff. like when you use the other person's presence and your feelings for them as a way to forget about everything and they're just so pretty and kissable and you just want to daydream about some fluffy shit and smile to yourself at night.

now that i got that out of the way, headcanons:

ben starts crushing on stanley when they are in their sophomore year of highschool. he kind of moved on from beverly after she and bill dated in the last year of middle school and he didn't look back.

ben always found stanley pleasant to be around even before that. sure, the boy had a odd sense of humor and hatred for some very specific textures with the very blunt personality that reflected very poorly on his rbf.

but he was also kind. thoughtful. his attention to details was insane. he wasn't the most charmer talker but his smile made it work. he had a bird feeder on his window. he kept every sentimental thing - didn't matter how small or dumb it was.

he was also pretty - which was a good bonus. ben always had a thing for pretty people after all.

it was when stanley started tutoring him for biology in the derry library after school.

because ben hated biology. also his teacher was fatphobic, which was a bonus. he could do physics and math, no problem, but biology? disgusting.

he and stanley sat in chairs next to each other with their legs slightly touching with stanley explaining everything in so basic terms that even a toddler could probably pick up what he was saying for hours. could you blame ben for his crush?

also it was ben's first serious crush he had on a guy.

stanley didn't make it very easy.

during a night where they were in denbroughs' garage, doing the only logical thing teenagers that age would do -drinking and watching a dumb movie-, stanley stood up and asked if anyone wanted to head outside for a breath. richie and bev were arguing or agreeing on some point about the film (ben didn't know, he was sitting next to stanley throughout everything); bill, mike and eddie were discussing what to do with a certain class' project. they all declined.

ben told him he would go with him.

because of course.

they stepped outside.

they started talking about every day stuff or the other losers chat. the conversation died down after a while.

ben was already kind of tipsy.

so was stanley. since he always wanted to have a bit of fresh air whenever he drank a tad bit more for it to be casual or just a drink.

he put his hands in his pocket and asked stanley how did people know which gender or genders they liked.

stanley's one eyebrow raised slightly but ben didn't see it. both due to dark and looking at anywhere but stanley.

stanley told him it's probably what they are taught since childhood to an extent and the feelings or moments they experience when they finally develop consciousness and let themselves out of the shells societal norms created for them.

ben replied by saying how could one know definitely without experiencing something with all.

stanley exhaled a light laugh through his nose. he asked ben if he was saying a person had to try out every gender to know which one or ones they liked.

ben defended himself by saying how could one know what they liked and didn't like without experiencing or feeling.

stanley asked him if he experienced enough to tell someone which genders he liked and didn't like.

ben felt his face flush as he escaped stanley's gaze and mumbled a not really, but his point still stood.

to make long story short they kissed.

to find out if they liked boys or all.

or that was what ben told himself.

stanley's lips were soft and just a little bit dry because of the cold. his fingers were cold on ben's skin when he cupped his cheeks and brought their mouths together.

ben's heart was basically in his throat the entire time. he could feel every ounce of blood in his body gathering on his face and ears.

he didn't realize he was holding his breath until their lips parted.

the hands left his face and he stood for a few moments, trying to make sense of everything.

stanley asked him if this was enough proof.

it was enough proof that ben's simple crush turned to liking.

BUT! his romantic interest in stanley died down like, less than a year after. it didn't mean he didn't write the feelings he had for stanley into short poetry in depths of his drawers.

stanley started crushing on ben when they were juniors in college.

i have so much more to say but it's gonna include. some tw topics and so much extra gayness. no one is ready for that. i don't know if this even counts as hcs so have lil guy benny crushing on lil guy stanny