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[farahboo]

ummmm ok here's my from confession...

i actually didn't notice anything about julie's wig until people brought it up 🫣 i didn't even realise she was wearing one... i think i may have wig blindness bc this is exactly what happened with chishiya from alice in borderland i did not spot that wig either

[sonya-natalia-b]

[368sd]

the art &the reference

My art is getting worse, this drawing is kind bad😓

[6mommymilkers9]

Can you do a Randall x reader with an autistic reader who stims, has special interests and gets sensory overload/overwhelmed? :) thank you so much!

Hello again! I absolutely love Randall. (Less than the creatures but let's put him in top 3 of the townsfolk haha)

Thanks for the request! These are so fun to do. :)

Again, remember, requests are open! I mainly do creatures, but love doing the townsfolk too! Now..onto the request >:)

Randall With a S/O Who Stims

At first, Randall would be a little freaked- I mean, after all the weird shit he's been through, adding on top of it, it's a little hard to handle at first.

But once he understood what was happening- and why, it got easier. Rocking yourself back and forth, counting numbers back to back, and randomly leaving a conversation, it all made sense.

Most nights, when it was the worst, he'd calmly sit next to you, rubbing your back. Sometimes, he'd just sit there and tell stories of his life. About his nephew, the birthday party he'd never attend, and his work.

Sometimes it helped...most nights, it was just nice to have someone who understood you.

Each person had their own problems, yours were thrown to the side. Not that you were a problem, just that no one really got you like Randall did.

The creatures, tapping against the glass of the bus, were the worst. Even for him. Those nights, taunting you, mimicking even. It was enough to throw Randall into a rage, slamming his fist against glass, talisman bouncing against the wall. "Hey! Leave her the fuck alone!" "Get the hell outta here!"

But those nights, he'd hold you, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, his warmth welcoming; melting right into the scarred man.

Even with your quirks, he had his own. And you helped, just like he did. Everyone is a little different sometimes, you both so happened to find calm within the mass amount of difference.

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(Aaannnddd because I cannnnn...here's a super mini fic for this!)

The wind was light, your hair flowing within its grasp. It was almost nice. Almost.

The morning had been busy; crowded even. Helping with this months harvest, re-planting what you could ration. Food had become somewhat scarce, the soil seemed to be cursed.

Hands covered in dirt, knee bent to your chest, you swayed, counting back to yourself softly. Lost in thought, you didn't catch the sound of footsteps.

"Hey Y/n where are yo-" Randall's voice rang through. His head dipping to look at your frame. "Oh"

Without thinking, he settled next you to, sliding his jacket off, tugging it on your own frame. Still rocking, you looked at him, a soft smile sketched onto your face. "Hey.."

"Hey. You okay?" You hummed in response, your pace slowing, but didn't stop. Randall just sighed, wrapping his arms around yourself, pulling you into his lap. "I got you."

His warmth, combined with his jacket, had you melting back into him; him joining your movement. "I know."

That's how you too stayed, swaying too and frow. His head burying into your neck, prepping kisses here and there. No one dared to bother you too. And you liked it that way.

"Always"

[sonya-natalia-b]

FROM behind the scenes.

[368sd]

when the straight ship is so good it feels queer

[updatebug]

So I'm rocking up late to the party having finally started watching FROM and, admittedly I do have some spoilers from season four because I was in the room when my stepdad was watching some episodes and I'd like to weigh in with my five cents about the Jim hate.

At first I didn't get it, but now that I'm on season two I do understand the Jim hate, his we're in a simulation no I will not listen to any other explanation / evidence about this thank you very much is COMPLETELY insufferable.

BUT, I will say, based on season 4 spoilers, I don't know that was entirely Jim's fault. Based on what we've seen of the entities (particularly the Man in Yellow, but Boyd had moments of buying into the dream theory after being bitten by the spiders/infected by worms) they make you doubt your reality. The Girl in Yellow was making Henry believe he was in a coma, we don't see if anything proceeds the Abby believing they're in a nightmare rampage, but my personal headcanon is that an encounter with an entity may be proceeded it, possibly even the MIY in one of his other forms.

And what happened before Jim suddenly came up with this theory? He spoke to the Man in Yellow on the radio.