meeks and ginny would bond over loving kate bush
meeks and ginny would bond over loving kate bush
Have my two favourite boys from scream Stu and Randy!! Billy is also my favourite i just couldn't be bothered adding him in JXJCJDJDJ
Just a little... Angsty Scream Fic! Some fluff! ------------------- It had been about two weeks since..... it. She hadn’t spoken to anyone. Not even him. She hardly showed up at school, but no one really blamed her. He didn’t either. The memories she must have... The school had been shut down for a good few days for mourning of the students and principal. There was a big ceremony too. Two names were missing from the dead, but everyone whispered them to themselves, or as they watched her walk by. ‘Billy Loomis’ ‘Stu Macher’ He tried to ignore it. But it was all he heard. At school. On TV. AT WORK. Even as he stocked the shelves of the video store, he felt the stares at the back of his head and the whisperes. “Billy and Stu” He had talked to the fuckers right there. Accused them. And he’d TRUSTED Stu. Jesus Christ, why had he been so fucking stupid? Randy felt his blood boil each time those names were uttered. Why couldn’t they just be forgotten? Tatum deserved to be remembered. Casey and Steve deserved to be remembered. But them? Why couldn’t they disappear? They were the reason Dewey was in the hospital, missing a sister. They were the reason he had a hole in his chest. They were the reason Sidney couldn’t FUNCTION ANYMORE-
At the familiar voice, the brunette’s head shot up. It was Sidney, standing awkwardly, rubbing one of her arms that was clad in a blue sweatshirt. Her face still bore the cuts and bruises it had received from that night, but he could still spot her there. Well, he tried. Her usually sparkling eyes were dull, and surrounded by circles and bags from days of not sleeping. Her once perfect smile was... small. As if the happiness had been snatched right out of her body. She was trying to hide it, he could tell, but he would play along. For her. “Sidney-” Randy almost dropped the VHS tape he was holding. Sidney’s smile raised a little. “How are you?” She questioned. “I’m fine! The doctor said the wound should heal in a bit. Scar will still be there, y’know but...” He realized he was rambling and sighed. “Sorry, I...How are you? Sid?” Sidney blinked for a bit, as though she were pondering what to say. “I’m fine...better.” Randy sat there for a good two seconds, before he looked over at his coworker. “Hey Carrie!” The blonde looked up. “Could you restack these for me? I gotta do some-” Carrie was already over, having seen Sidney. Randy nodded, before gently taking Sidney by the hand, and leading her to the break room in the back. It was dark, quiet, and a bit roomy, but not too big either. The nerd gently lead Sidney to a chair, and he sat across from her. Sidney tried to protest, saying she didn’t want him to lose his job, but still sat, looking down at the carpet floor, as though trying to distract herself. “Now Sid. We’re alone. You..... don’t have to hide from me.” He watched her, slightly nervous. Had he gone too far? He didn’t want her to expose her feelings in front of everyone. Oh God, had he made it wors- “I feel broken, Randy.” It was a whisper, almost a sob, as Sidney finally looked up to meet his eyes. They were full of tears. “I’m broken and I don’t know how to fix it.” The tears spilled out and poured down her face. Randy’s eyes widened and he quickly grabbed her hand. “Sid-” “I’m so sorry! I-I-I wanted to-to talk to you... But I didn’t... I thought you might need time to h-heal...” Sidney held her face in the other hand, her shoulders shaking as she tried to breath as sobs wracked through her body. The young man sat there in astonishment. SHE thought HE needed time? He was speechless. Awe. Wonder. Shock. “Sidney... If anyone deserves time right now, it’s you... You went through so much...” He trailed off, squeezing her hand in his own to bring some kind of comfort. What met him made him even more shocked. Sidney looked up at him, her sobs slowing, as if his words stopped them. She didn’t say anything for what felt like the longest time. “Everyone keeps saying that...But I think you’re the first one that it feels genuine from...” She whispered. She sighed, slowly sitting up to fix herself. “I hear the whispers. I keep hearing their.... All of it. I...I couldn’t even visit Dewey, Randy. I couldn’t visit him after all he’d done....All because he’ll just remind me of Ta-” They both flinched, and stared at each other. Sidney sighed, shaking her head and rubbing her face, standing up. “I-I’m sorry Randy, I shouldn’t have come... I didn’t want to make you-” “Make me remember?” Sidney stopped, and turned back to look at her standing friend. Her best friend. He was staring right back at her, with the saddest eyes she’d ever seen him have. It was then that she realized. She wasn’t alone. The brunette stared at him again.... before slowly walking over... and hugging him. She was gentle, careful around his gunwound, her face burying into his shoulder. And through his surprise, Randy wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer, as if to wordlessly tell her that she was OK. They were OK.Even if... nothing was OK.
New play mat!!!!
30x40 “man in yellow” by Tao Donyee
i said what i said
sad randy fic going up tomorrow am >:) hurting him feels bad but also good
(( I dunno if it needs explicitly stated, but I would love to have random anons asking my muses questions! No matter what it is. Might look for some memes for that.
things the dead poets remind me of:
neil: shakespeare, theatres, the colour green, the woods, golden retrievers, knitted sweaters, old trains, foggy mornings, polaroid cameras, converse hi-tops, soft pink lighting, hot chocolate, cloudgazing, dew on cobwebs, growth, holding hands, fluffy blankets, piano, wine, leaves in hair, the sun, typewriters, latin, sharing sweaters, autumn leaves
todd: cats, flower crowns, rain, the smell of old books, washed out blue, stacks of books all over, ink stained hands, stargazing, dried flowers, cold hands, rosy cheeks, acoustic guitar, gentle smiles, sarcasm, moonlight, sunsets reflected in lakes, snow, soft laughter, poetry written on arms, salt lamps, fairy lights, grass stained socks, the moon, reading under willow trees, potted plants, curling up with a book during a thunder storm
charlie: electric guitar, fighting over the front seat, poster covered walls, LED coloured lights, burgundy, doc martens, long road trips, contagious laughter, running down hallways, odd socks, midnight adventures, dark eyeliner, sitting on rooftops, swimming in lakes at night, swings, cigarette smoke, scribbled notes, patches, stained band shirts, nostalgic smiles, dirty jokes
meeks: old movies, vinyls, microscopes, corduroy trousers, wheat fields, cuffed jeans, the colour yellow, paint pallets, bug charts, tortoise shell glasses, muffled laughter, science books, sci-fi movies, cursive notes, candles, plaid shirts, bright screens in the dark, post-it-notes stuck around, badges, walkmans, bad dad jokes, sweater paws, bucket hats
pitts: the stars, telescopes, tripping over things, ghosts, constellations, piggyback rides, goofy smiles, quips, glowsticks, old newspaper clippings, wide open windows, splashing in puddles, warm hugs, comforting words, arcade games, dinosaurs, fluffy socks, untied shoelaces, dimples, old radios
Knox (fanon): tote bags, soulmates, holding hands, carding hands through hair, bunches of flowers, denim jackets, whispering, the ocean, dim lamp light, love poems, notes with heart doodles, clouds, crystals, fake vines, candid polaroids, forehead kisses, golden hour, picnics by rivers, country tracks, long bike rides
good evening meeks would love roblox and the guys would bully him for that
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whats the duct tape for? i’ll let you decide