mmmm this is prob gonna flop bc it’s 1am and also unbeta’d but like yolo
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Patty groaned as she began to stir awake, blindly reaching for a pillow to put over her head. She could hear noise coming from the kitchen and, without even opening her eyes to check the time, knew it was too goddamn early to be awake. Before she could ask herself who could possibly be making so much noise, she remembered what had happened last night.
Stan had spent the night for the first time. They had gone on a date last night, one of many over the course of the semester since they had met at a frat party. It was a simple dinner and a movie situation that turned into an ice cream nightcap at her place. They had talked about the movie they had seen, laughing at how cheesy it had been and ranting about scenes that hadn’t made any sense. It was one of the best dates she’d ever had.
Patty smiled at that, realizing that she’d said that about every date she’d been on with Stan so far. Yet, it was true. Stanley Uris was not only kind and sweet, but someone Patty could imagine sharing a future with. He always made her laugh and every conversation they had fascinated her. He was opinionated, but also eager to hear her thoughts as well. He opened doors for her and always offered to pay for things, but also let her pay when she insisted on it. He never pressured her into anything and always asked her for permission before holding her hand or kissing her.
She giggled, burying her face into the soft sheets of her bed in an attempt to hide her blush. Thinking about Stan always turned her into a giggling, blushing mess. It was as if she’d never had a crush before Stan. This was different though, way more than a simple crush. Patty was in love. The kind of love where all you think about is the next time you’ll see the person you’re so gone on. The kind of love where you think about whether they’ve eaten or if they’re happy. The kind of love where you imagine a future where one day, you’ll wake up with them next to you every day, and not just when you accidentally spill ice cream all over their shirt.
Patty groaned at this, remembering how embarrassed she’d been when she tripped and dumped her cone of ice cream all over Stan. He had laughed it off, assuring her it was no big deal, as he began to stand up and head towards her bathroom. She covered her eyes as he began to take his shirt off, gasping as she turned away from the door and chanting “I’m sorry” over and over again.
Stan had laughed, telling her it was no big deal. After all, they’d been dating for almost a whole semester now. Patty blushed, not wanting to admit that the only time she’d ever seen a guy shirtless was when she went to the pool. That she’d never seen a guy she’d been dating shirtless because none of her relationships had gone past the making out stage.
She had admitted that to him last night, and he’d been apologetic for laughing at her. That only made Patty fall a little more in love with him. When she had offered to let him stay the night, they had both been surprised. She could see the blush begin to bloom across his cheeks and knew that her face was probably just as red as his was beginning to turn. Patty never made the first move. She always let Stan ask her if something was okay before eagerly agreeing.
Despite the offer coming off as suggestive, all they ended up doing was making out and falling asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms. There would be time for more later. Besides, she wasn’t prepared with the…proper items to go any further than some kissing and groping. She knew that was perfectly fine with Stan, could feel that they were on the same page regarding their future together.
As she began to get up, stretching her arms over her head as she yawned, she thought about how it might be a good idea to get some condoms for when they finally did more than literally sleep together. Now that he’d stayed the night, it would happen eventually, and honestly, she couldn’t fucking wait. She walked towards the kitchen, ready to make a joke about how loud Stan was being when she choked out a laugh instead.
“Is that my shirt?”
Stan jumped, quickly setting down the mug he had been filling with coffee as he turned around to face her. He was blushing as he began to laugh nervously.
“Y-yeah it is. Sorry, my shirt was still damp when I went to get it from the dryer and I didn’t want your roommates to see me shirtless so…”
He pulled at the shirt he had on, a black t-shirt with cats wearing sunglasses on it that she had gotten on a whim while out drunk with Richie. She eyed him, attempting not to laugh but couldn’t help it, covering her mouth as she began to laugh at the sight in front of her.
“God, I need to get my phone this is amazing!”
She began to rush back to her room, eager to get her phone and take a picture of Stan to send to Richie. He’d definitely get a laugh out of it. She could hear Stan following behind her, and sped up.
“Don’t you dare! I’ll never live this down if Richie sees me in this shirt.”
He caught up to her as she was about to get her phone, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her down onto the bed with him. They both laughed as they began to wrestle, attempting to get the upper hand on one another. Stan suddenly paused, leaning in to kiss her. Once their lips met, nothing else mattered to Patty. She kissed him back eagerly, phone forgotten on the bedside table.
“You’re a little cheater. Using my love for you against me.”
can u?? imagine??? the softness?? of sydinastan??? can u?? imagine?? the three of them?? curled up together on dina's bed?? and stan is talking about something?? and syd is laying on his stomach and feeling it move with his words??? and smiling because she's not listening closely enough to know what he's talking about but she's just so soothed by his voice?? and she and dina are holding hands and dina is doing the Thing(TM) where she's rubbing her thumb over syd's hand?? and syd's other hand is very loosely holding onto the side of stan's shirt?? and dina is next to him pressed up against him and her chin is on his shoulder and she's watching him talk?? and she's also not listening very closely but she's just watching his lips and his face and how happy he is and letting it make her heart feel so full???? and he's got one hand around her waist and his fingers are subconsciously drumming out the beat of his favourite song on her hip??? and his other hand is in syd's hair?? and they're all just there and happy??? and stan knows they're not really listening and honestly he's not either??? he's just rambling because he knows they like it??? and because he can't stop??? because he's so full of love with he's with his girls??? that he can't keep himself from talking about whatever's in his head?????? because he just loves so much??? and his brain goes "!!!!!!!!" whenever he sees them??? can you imAGINE-
who do you think is the Mom™️ of boreoku? like who is the one taking care of the others when theyre sick?
so you’d think it would be kotku because she has the most common sense out of all of them, she’s the most reasonable - “no boris a fever doesn’t mean your dying” - “you should take ibprofuen and drink some water after drinking a lot.” - “you actually do need to eat something besides pizza”
however boris’ deep caring for others actually makes him more of the mom, if you ask me, like sure kotku can give you reasonable explanations but who’s gonna hold you? boris. who’s gonna kiss your forehead and get you wet washcloths for your migraines? boris. who’s gonna hold you through nightmares and take care of you? oh yes. boris. he’s just got the nurturing trait in him, even if he joins in on doing dumb ass things
im asking this because i simply must. sydinastan. do they have potential in your eyes?
hmmmm i’d say they have potential! idk i dont usually turn to poly ships as i said but im hoping next season we get lots of content for both platonic and romantic purposes w/in the three of them OR JUST CONTENT IN GENERAL like pls more smoke sessions in the hallways u crazy kids
