i’m too young to feel like i’m running out of time. canon divergent rachel amber from life is strange. written by bee ( 24, est, she/they )
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i’m too young to feel like i’m running out of time. canon divergent rachel amber from life is strange. written by bee ( 24, est, she/they )
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Fear Street: 1994 Starters !
Taken from the 2021 Netflix movie, Fear Street: 1994! Some of these have already been edited. You can change them however you see fit! There may be some light spoilers for the movie!
“Okay, since when do you work late?”
“Yeah, I thought, uh… “Big Tits” was kind of deflating her ego.”
“Okay, very funny, asshole. I’m spooked, okay? You win.”
“Oh, I get it. You building a shrine or something?”
“It’s just, like, a fucked up Santa Clause or something.”
“I’m getting out of here. And claiming my place among the stars, bitch.”
“It’s easy in times like this to drown in questions of why this happened. But I know too well that there are no answers that will provide relief.”
“I know you were always too afraid to tell anyone about us. I know that.”
“It’s not your future if you’re pretending to be somebody else.”
“This is definitely a good idea, right?”
“And, uh, do not eat these. These will make your little heart stop, and you’ll choke to death on vomit.”
“Whoa! With the kids there? That’s wack!”
“She can’t quit me, (Name). Too pretty!”
“You are total chaos! And you always have been!”
“Why would I tag my own place of work? Come on, man!”
“Why do you know so much about killers?”
“You’re a monster! You’re supposed to protect us!”
“Is that the cops? You stole a cop’s gun?!”
“They didn’t believe us! We’re on our own!”
“Jesus, Rain Man. How the fuck do you know that?”
“If you get blood on it, I’ll kill you.”
“Yeah, it’s something babysitters make up to scare kids!”
“We are in the middle of the fucking woods, and dead maniacs are after us.”
“Guys! Guys. I think there’s someone in the woods.”
“Maybe it’s because it’s not like the movies, okay?! It’s not as easy as putting bones to rest!”
“He was all sniffy and weird with my shirt like a perv in a pantie shop!”
“I’m pretty sure they didn’t go skinny dipping with the goddamn bait!”
“You make me feel… Like me.”
“Wait, wait, wait. Did you all go to pound town?”
“If this doesn’t work, I will murder you!”
“We just tried to goddamn explode them, and that didn’t work.”
“I don’t want you guys to die for me. I’m going.”
“We’re letting her die! We’re killing her! Please.”
“Yeah, she survived. But first, she died.”
“Fuck it. I’m dying tonight one way or another.”
“You’re gonna feel like you’re being fucked by a unicorn.”
“Remember half an hour ago when you wanted to murder me?”
“Remember when you decided to sacrifice yourself for us? We’re ending this together.”
“Listen to me, I know this is all fucked, but we gotta do this.”
“(Name) is not nice. They see something in you.”
“What if we fuck up and just kill me? What if we can’t bring me back?”
“Tonight, even though we are in hell, I feel like I have another chance with you. And I’m not gonna lose you again.”
“Because you, and we, are the way out.”
“(Name), you look like a ghost. Like you just came back from the dead.”
“You came here for my help. I should have listened to you. I’m sorry.”
MIRIAM HOPKINS in THE STORY OF TEMPLE DRAKE 1933 │ dir. Stephen Roberts
Sunshine Cleaning (2008) dir. Christine Jeffs
patriciaurs:
patty sighs quietly to herself once rachel’s voice cut through the air and over to patty’s side of the room ( which wasn’t even that far ) where she was mindlessly rotating through her record collection. truthfully patty had not been doing anything useful either but at the idea that she had to start listing things off to satiate her friends restlessness ? she was too lazy then to do it. rachel was a free spirit who went as she pleased especially with her whims. a type of spirit patty had wished she had sometimes. but with that reckless nature, there were other things that came with it that patty didn’t want though .. but it was mostly a fear of how fast paced her life seemed to be. “ Uh, okay how about you .. rearrange my record collection ? “
PERFECT. rachel is up and off her unmade bed in an instant and moving across the room to look at the records. it’s a struggle to not pluck the record out of patty’s literal hand and start with that one and fingers instead select one at random to look at with eyes that are tinged red and bloodshot. “perfect. how do you, uh, want them? like - - - alphabetical? by genre? by color? i can do whichever you want.” her own side of the dorm isn’t a MESS, but one would never call it organized ; haphazard pictures and pages and papers tacked up on the wall, her perpetually unmade bed, shoes shoved under the bed with little regard for them winding up beside their mate - - - the want to ORGANIZE is sort of out of character. still, it’s something to DO, something better than the terrible stagnation lingering in her chest and the need to move being funneled into something. ANYTHING. “by color would probably look pretty nice. you, uh, you’ve seen those, like, the bookshelves that are sorted by color, right? something like that, maybe.”
The Worst Person in the World (Joachim Trier, 2021)
i couldn't stay home. i had to go to prom to see how it all worked out - i needed to see. independent sue snell. by bee.
moldrose:
☣ —- 〃i’m gonna cause two — times as many problems for the world as it does for me, + if that starts with drinking with you, i’m thinking it might not be so bad. 〃 smirk. 〃 i’ve heard problems follow you around plenty. 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝚄𝚂𝚄𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙳𝚄𝙲𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼𝚂𝙴𝙻𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙺𝚈𝙰𝚁𝙳𝚂. 〃
HER REPUTATION PRECEDES HER. it always does. rachel has seen comments about her scrawled on the bathroom wall of the diner, has heard her name on the lips of peers and otherwise ; DIFFERENT THINGS EVERY TIME. what version of rachel has she heard about, then? rachel can guess - - - PARTY RACHEL, VORTEX CLUB RACHEL. “i think, what, like, bad girls are probably in worse places than junkyards,” she shrugs her shoulders and takes a sip of the sugar-sweet drink, “i’m trying to, uh, AVOID a problem or two right now. fingers crossed they don’t follow me out here, you know?”
Lemony Snicket, The Carnivorous Carnival
gaurdog:
“you’re not a very convincing liar.”
starter for @vanshng , liked.
it’s probably a worse thing to say than he realizes ; rachel LAUGHS around a lump in her throat and rolls her eyes. “SORRY to disappoint,” her head tips and she shakes loose strands of wet hair from her face, “FINE ; i’m just coming back from the POOL - - - i know the gym’s closed. there’s a way in.”
i couldn't stay home. i had to go to prom to see how it all worked out - i needed to see. independent sue snell. by bee.
Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me
Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos
phonestalked:
well, that was a surprise. in fact, it was actually a lot easier than he originally thought it was going to be. which is something he’s grateful for, considering he really didn’t want to deal with some unnecessary high school drama right before practice. “ right. which brings us back to the reason why i’m busy. ” there’s a hint of sarcasm behind the words, still slightly annoyed by the confrontation of. but her smile pulls him out of it, and his brows pinch slightly at the request. no one really ever asked him to come to watch his practices, and he couldn’t help but be flattered by it. “ yeah, no, sure. that would actually be pretty cool. ” top tier of teeth find his bottom lip before a small breathy laugh pushes out of his nose. “ but hey, listen. we really should at least start trying to make our way over there. showing up late is one thing, but showing up late because of you might cost me some laps or something . . . not that i wouldn’t mind doing that or anything, but i’d like to spare myself from that if i can ! ”
rachel amber is COOL. she prides herself on that being one of the first thing people say about her ; rachel’s cool. it means almost NOTHING, really, one of those words that could probably be swapped out with nice or friendly or i barely know her, but that’s - - - it’s better than other options. CLINGY and DRAMATIC and ANNOYING are best kept for other people. so she rocks back on the heels of her worn sneakers and smiles brightly at chad as she tilts her head down the hall and doesn’t pretend the hint of annoyance in his voice doesn’t bother her in any way. it doesn’t. it’s COOL. “let’s then,” she turns and starts walking without waiting for another prompt, expecting him to follow. “running drills fucking sucks, i’d hate to, uh, condemn you to them!” rachel did track for a hot second - - - she was GOOD at running, but not good at showing up. being assigned drills as punishment for being twenty, thirty minutes late had been a regular occurrence that left her with sore legs and a sour, bitter feeling in her throat. she’d dropped the team after her first meet. “why would it be worse if you’re late ‘cause of me?” there’s a teasing and jovial lilt to the words and she turns so she’s walking backward to look at him.
vanshng:
some friends were in a production of the carrie musical and now im beating back sue & carrie muse w a broom
OOPS
you wake up. you don’t wake up. you’ve been sleeping. you’ve been staring at the ceiling waiting for your alarm to go off. you’ve been dreaming. you’ve been nightmaring. you’ve been somewhere between dead and alive. you’ve been living. you’ve been half-living. you’ve been hibernating. you’ve been dying. you’ve been conjugating verbs. you’ve been counting. you’ve been inhaling and exhaling. you’ve been polluting. you’ve been exhausting. you’ve been excreting. you’ve been disgusting. you’ve been dying.
independent canon divergent r.achel a.mber from life is s.trange. by bee.