i need your help with this. seriously.
jason is goofing around with tape boxes, it's usual for him to hang around here in the store, while randy is supposed to be working. his mind is elsewhere, trying to figure out what movie seems to sound the silliest...it's not until randy speaks that brown eyes shift to look at randy. "oh you're like serious." he starts, a bit shocked, a bit worried.
"-what's up man, what...what do you need help with?" to be completely fair he has been paying half attention. he can't like keep up with it. but he will try, for his friend. jason thinks he can be good helping out, when it involves his friends.
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❛ hey , what was the name of that movie ? ❜
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❛ WHO would go to that antiquitated dating ritual ? ❜
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@virginrule ... and then, suddenly, i cared even less.
LIFE’S A GAME OF HIDE AND MEEK, and randy knows too much. looking into his eyes is like staring into a projector –– sometimes you can literally see the gears turning, spitting out frame after frame of moments lived / moments seen. all stu can really do is keep trying to supply him with film, curating the feed of images as best he can. ( KEEP HIM OFF THE TRAIL. ) but to do that, he’s got to keep his attention ... and that’s –– uh –– not to easy to do when the randy man takes it upon himself to walk away. ❛ whoa! where’re you goin’, man? ❜
a toothy smile / a jackal’s mask concealing a hyena’s grin –– hiding in plain sight, wearing the warning signs like girls wear blush but ( hey, it’s okay ! ) … EVERYBODY'S A SUSPECT. stu toddles along behind him in the way that he does, all loose limbs and bounding steps –– a dog at a park, freshly off the lead. an arm slung around randy’s shoulders, a noose waiting to jerk shut / ribs pressed against the other’s side, too close for comfort. the thing about leading lambs astray is that sometimes you’ve got to wave your arms real hard to keep their attention. ( look at me! over here! don’t pay attention to the wolf beyond that there hill. ) ❛ –––not even a single theory? a crumb of mystique? by golly, it’s a christmas miracle! ❜
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❝ he’s got 𝙺 𝙸 𝙻 𝙻 𝙴 𝚁 written all over his 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃. ❞
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@virginrule: ❝ 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓. 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒆. ❞
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❝ exactly — you’re in danger too, probably more than me. ❞ he steps close, palms cupping other’s face gently as brows furrow and head tilts, worry written across his face in a bold font. gaze momentarily catches sight of white bandage upon own forearm, the faintest shade of red beginning to bloom across the surface. you were in danger then — you’re still in danger now. ❝ look, randy, you don’t need to worry about me — i promise. ❞ chin dips slightly, face coming close as voice drops. ❝ i’ll be fine, but it’s you and sid that this killer is after, and if something happened to you i don’t — ❞ jaw works, grasping for words buzzing at the back of his throat like a bee, an idea that threatens to sting should he focus on it for too long.
❝ this — ? ❞ left arm pulls away, gauze wrapping raised to eye level before dropping to his side with a haphazard swing, ❝ this is nothing compared to what could happen to you, and i’m not about to run away to save my own skin when you’re still here being stalked and hunted by a fucking serial killer. ❞ a beat of silence, quiet sigh releasing tensed shoulder as soft kiss is pressed to randy’s forehead. ❝ i mean if you’re in danger, and i’m in danger, then we might as well be in danger together... right? ❞
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‘ i’m not afraid. ’ bold words, with little consideration for the palpable sense of dread pushing closer and closer to campus. a smirk creeps its way into the corner of her lips, like fear’s a laughable thing right now and the threat of murder nothing more than a passing idea. ‘ are you? ’
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❛ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖, 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍’𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐒. On one hand it’s all gore and guts, and Carrie-pigs-blood. On the other hand, I like cuddling up to people during the SCARY parts. It’s a hard decision. ❜
The newest blockbuster has hit their town: some flick about a group of kids getting stuck in the woods –– WHY IS IT ALWAYS THE WOODS? –– with a maniac, and frankly, Daphne’s so over it. ❛ I mean, it’s always a guy, first of all. And it’s always because he’s mad that his girlfriend won’t sleep with him. It’s so… BORING. ––– You know, the gang and I solved a mystery the other week where a man was mad that his wife married someone else so he started haunting her basement?? Totally PATHETIC! ❜
❛ I’m telling you, if I was in a horror movie, I’d want the murderer to be a girl. Now that would be GROOVY. ❜
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lips purse . do not roll your eyes . . . it’s inescapable . those blue orbs , they can’t be stopped . giving credit where credit’s deserved , it’s not her style . it’s never been . even in those rare moments . the sigh’s deep in exhale . ❛ AND ? you’re expecting a . . . pat on the back ? gold star ? participation trophy ? because believe it or not i’m fresh out . ❜ in her own defense , she's capable of much harsher .
“ see, I’m smarter than most people. ”
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-- STU HATES BEING BORED. more than anything. it makes him fidgety, makes him want to throw shit around. he indulges in this little destruction mode for a while by playing video games but then nearly breaks the fucking joystick. he dies in the game and sends it flying across the room -- hears his mom yelling from the kitchen downstairs, what the hell are you doing in there, stewart ?! -- and that is his cue to leave the house.
the idea to go into the video store falls down on him out of nowhere -- and it falls so hard that stu nothing but runs into the damn place. there’s a girl standing near the door, looking through the romantic comedy section and she shrieks at the sight of him. stu gets an overwhelming urge to start flirting with her -- he’ a single pringle, after all !! oh, fucking joy, choke on a dick, casey becker !! -- but then he sees randy and the poor girl gets forgotten in a split second.
making sure the other guy doesn’t see him, stu sneaks into the section he’s taking care of and then, just at the right moment, when randy’s facing away -- grabs him by the hips. “ OH NO, WATCH OUT !! ” and then, before randy gets to respond, he ducks right underneath his arm and places himself in between the guy and the video shelf, grinning like a maniac. “ TELL ME, RANDY -- HOW THE FUCK DO YA DEAL WITH BEING SINGLE ?? I AM HERE LOSING MY SHIT !! BILLY’S BUSY SCREWIN’ SID AND I AM DEEESPERATE. ” the tip of his finger pokes randy’s nose and stu grins even wider. “ FIGURED YOU’D BE JUST THE EXPERT TO ASK ‘BOUT THAT. WHAT DO, PROF ?? ”
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solitude is easier to stomach on her own terms; at least, that’s what she tells herself when she decides she’s better off sitting in one of the many ‘ social ’ rooms the delta lambs’ expansive sorority house has to offer. greek row isn’t sidney prescott’s scene at all, and yet she had let hallie drag her along to a party---something she regretted the moment they set foot over the threshold. the moment she saw the opportunity to retreat, she took it, placing herself beside a window that had one helluva view of campus, observing the partygoers below, and the stragglers making their way toward the action.
and when an old floorboard creaks several feet behind her, she sits up straighter, spine turning, eye line landing on a familiar face; and then shoulders relax, and there’s almost a smile on her lips as she exhales. ‘ randy, ’ thank god it’s you, and not---no. no. don’t say it. don’t even think it. ‘ don’t tell me you’ve had your fill of the fun already. ’
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❝ jeepers, talk about OVERKILL. ❞
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“you accused him of murder in the middle of the video store?” jesus christ. tatum rolls her eyes as she continues sifting through the movie assortment @virginrule’s selected. “news flash, they already cleared him. my brother told me.” a beat passes, perfectly timed for a huff that is never exhaled. instead, tatum looks up at randy, “though he is guilty of being a dick to sid.”
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@carphander: [ 📞 ] ‘ it’s me. can we talk? ‘
inbox content: phone call prompts.
she rolls over (a soft groan under her breath) to turn the bedside lamp on. the sudden light is an unwelcome companion, but it certainly does its job of waking her up. sam lazily rubs over her eye with a loosely balled fist. “mm — tara?” she immediately sits up in bed. it’s been years since her sister’s caller id has popped up, but that sisterly concern has not died. sam swings her feet off her bed. “tara,” she repeats, no longer as a question, “hey ... what — what’s up? is everything okay?”
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‘ randy , buddy ! there’s nooo way i’m letting you live that one down ! ’
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