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Two twin beds, two tiny dressers, two desks, and only about two feet of space between them. He and his roommate are going to be living practically on top of each other.

or

Stan has spent his entire high school career preparing for college, but his textbooks never taught him how to handle someone like Boris Pavlikovsky.

BOO! 

Did we scare you? It’s spooky season in Derry and our boys, that Sputnik and his boyfriend Kolibri, are looking for some quality, creepy, terrifying and downright frightening mayhem! That’s right, good folks of the Storis world, it’s time for the…

STORIS SPOOKY CHALLENGE! 

 This challenge, however scary, is actually quite funny! With the help of some trusty, ominous quotes, you’ll be asked to write a fic for our favorite pair of UFOs on the theme of Halloween and/or all the horror you can imagine! 

The rules are simple;

 - Your fic must be 500 words minimum. You can go over that number, even far far over if you’ve got the ideas, but 500 is already a damn good start! 

- Your fic must contain a quote chosen between the few you can find here. You can slightly alter it if need be, but do try to keep the essence of it! 

- Your fic can either tell the story of a young Stan and Boris or of the two adults they will become. - Your fic must be posted on AO3 (tagging us four on your work) or tagged StorisSpookyChallenge on tumblr. It is also welcome to send a DM to one of the mods to tell us about the arrival of your ghostly baby.

 - Your fic will not be read if it is tagged as follows: Rape Non/Con and/or Underage. It is a personal choice and we would appreciate very much if your work didn’t contain such elements. 

- Your fic must be posted (and we should be alerted of its existence) before Friday 1st of November. 

                                          ______________________

QUOTES:

“You can do one of two things; just shut up, which is something I don’t find easy, or learn an awful lot very fast which is what I tried to do” —  Jane Fonda 

“In the room the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo” —  Thomas Stearns Eliot 

“The true secret of giving advice is, after you have honestly given it, to be perfectly indifferent whether it is taken or not, and never persist in trying to set people right” —  Hannah Whitall Smith 

“I continue to handpick the beetles, mosquitoes feast on me, birds eat the mosquitoes, something else eats the birds, and so on up and down the biotic pyramid” —  William Longgood 

 “If you think the United States has stood still, who built the largest shopping center in the world?”  —  Richard Milhouse Nixon

                                           ______________________

Now, you may ask, “But Storis Family, why should I write a fic for Halloween? What’s in it for me?” And that’s where I see that you have guts, kiddo, and it’s also the moments where I tell you, drumroll, that we have PRIZES; 

For the two chosen winners; 

THE SECOND PLACE will get a custom playlist and a custom moodboard of their choosing. 

THE FIRST PLACE will get a custom playlist, a custom moodboard and a 2.5K Storis fic of any genre (Fluff? Angst? Smut?). Truly, a prize of WINNERS. 

we’ll still track the #StorisSpookyChallenge up until tomorrow 1st, so please post your stories before time runs out!

we’re so thrilled by everything we’ve read so far and we’re so thankful with your participation.

Pairing: Stanley Uris/ Boris Pavlikovsky 

Fandoms: It/The Goldfinch 

Summary:  It had been 212 days since Stan’s normal routine. The sounds of his alarm clock waking him up for school, putting on his school uniform and getting ready to greet the day, a soft smile on his face. But now, Stan didn’t sleep. It wasn’t safe. No telling who or what could pray on him while he slept.

A/N: if you spot all the walking dead references you win my love and also this is my entry for the storis spooky challenge but its not that spooky (horror writing isn’t my specialty) 

Read it on AO3!

BOO! 

Did we scare you? It’s spooky season in Derry and our boys, that Sputnik and his boyfriend Kolibri, are looking for some quality, creepy, terrifying and downright frightening mayhem! That’s right, good folks of the Storis world, it’s time for the…

STORIS SPOOKY CHALLENGE! 

 This challenge, however scary, is actually quite funny! With the help of some trusty, ominous quotes, you’ll be asked to write a fic for our favorite pair of UFOs on the theme of Halloween and/or all the horror you can imagine! 

The rules are simple;

 - Your fic must be 500 words minimum. You can go over that number, even far far over if you’ve got the ideas, but 500 is already a damn good start! 

- Your fic must contain a quote chosen between the few you can find here. You can slightly alter it if need be, but do try to keep the essence of it! 

- Your fic can either tell the story of a young Stan and Boris or of the two adults they will become. - Your fic must be posted on AO3 (tagging us four on your work) or tagged StorisSpookyChallenge on tumblr. It is also welcome to send a DM to one of the mods to tell us about the arrival of your ghostly baby.

 - Your fic will not be read if it is tagged as follows: Rape Non/Con and/or Underage. It is a personal choice and we would appreciate very much if your work didn’t contain such elements. 

- Your fic must be posted (and we should be alerted of its existence) before Friday 1st of November. 

                                          ______________________

QUOTES:

“You can do one of two things; just shut up, which is something I don’t find easy, or learn an awful lot very fast which is what I tried to do” —  Jane Fonda 

“In the room the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo” —  Thomas Stearns Eliot 

“The true secret of giving advice is, after you have honestly given it, to be perfectly indifferent whether it is taken or not, and never persist in trying to set people right” —  Hannah Whitall Smith 

“I continue to handpick the beetles, mosquitoes feast on me, birds eat the mosquitoes, something else eats the birds, and so on up and down the biotic pyramid” —  William Longgood 

 “If you think the United States has stood still, who built the largest shopping center in the world?”  —  Richard Milhouse Nixon

                                           ______________________

Now, you may ask, “But Storis Family, why should I write a fic for Halloween? What’s in it for me?” And that’s where I see that you have guts, kiddo, and it’s also the moments where I tell you, drumroll, that we have PRIZES; 

For the two chosen winners; 

THE SECOND PLACE will get a custom playlist and a custom moodboard of their choosing. 

THE FIRST PLACE will get a custom playlist, a custom moodboard and a 2.5K Storis fic of any genre (Fluff? Angst? Smut?). Truly, a prize of WINNERS. 

*drops a new fic an hour after saying she’s off to sleep*

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: IT - Stephen King, The Goldfinch - Donna Tartt Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Boris Pavlikovsky/Stanley Uris Characters: Boris Pavlikovsky, Stanley Uris Additional Tags: Stream of Consciousness, Unhealthy Relationships, Alcohol, Organized Crime, Not really a fic as much as it is an experiment, no beta we die like men, Alternate Universe - No Pennywise (IT) Summary:

“You can do one of two things; just shut up, which is something I don’t find easy, or learn an awful lot very fast which is what I tried to do.”

For the Storis Spooky Challenge.

Two twin beds, two tiny dressers, two desks, and only about two feet of space between them. He and his roommate are going to be living practically on top of each other.

or

Boris Pavlikovsky/Stanley Uris

Boris gifts Stanley a knife for his seventeenth birthday. He doesn’t wrap it up in any frilly wrapping, instead he hands it to Stan in a nonspecific carrier bag. It’s weird because you only get carrier bags when you buy something from a store and the few times he’s seen Boris part ways with his money he holds his purchases in his hands, or stuffs them in his backpack. So where he got the bag is unknown. The Pavlikovsky residence also doesn’t have any. Boris does look at him expectantly though. Stan knows that look on him, he’s trying to hide his anticipation because he’s trying too hard to keep his face neutral and unbothered and ends up doing the exact opposite. It’s an antsy expression his eyes dart from Stanley’s hands then straight back to his face, a weird nervous energy.

Two twin beds, two tiny dressers, two desks, and only about two feet of space between them. He and his roommate are going to be living practically on top of each other.

or

crush my skin under your hips (gently with a kiss)

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