#randy x reader

Awe of course!! You could have simply asked in the comments as well c: ❤️

his darling

summary: randy's absolute darling of a reader cutting randy's hair! i tried to make this as gender neutral as possible but i might subconsciously lean towards fem <3 established relationship kinda <3

warnings: none i don't think! fluff to the max, so i guess it's kinda just cheesy.

randy was sat on the side of your bed, looking back at you with that perfect, stupid grin of his. "you gonna pretty me all up, sweetheart?" he teases, accent heavy on his tongue. "you sure need it" you quip, readying your scissors. his hair's already wet, and you got him sitting under a towel. "it sure is a wonder how your hair grows so fast" you say softly, running your fingers through it gently, deciding where to cut. "yeah, it's a bummer" he says, hand coming up to scratch at his scalp. "it's thick too. way too thick, 't's all heavy. don't cut it all of though, it's my thing" he says. "mhm" you nod, getting a tuft of his hair to trim. it was quiet, the only sound between you two is the sound of scissors slicing through hair. it was that kind of silence that was comfortable. "you done yet?" randy asks after a while, the quiet making him all antsy. "i don't like sittin' still" he mutters, trying to look back at you. "cmoonnnn man" he complains. you turn his head back. "randy, you can be patient, can't you?" you ask, trimming a tiny bit more. "i'm almost done, i'll even give ya a kiss after" you say, with a smile. that sure shut him up. finally, you finished with his hair and let him go. he whips around with a grin. "hey, don't you wanna look at your hair first?" you giggle, showing him the small compact mirror you bought. he frowns, messing with his hair. "aww, you cut it too short, man" he complains, tugging at chucks of his hair, as if trying to make them grow. "what about a thank you? it's still up to your shoulders" you point out, flicking his hair. "and hey, you don't get to complain too much, you still get a kiss" he cheers up instantly. "hell yeah i do" he says, wrapping his arms around you and pecking your lips. your lips melt together, in a way you've done countless times. it's always perfect.

authors note: WOAHHH! first ever request! and anon, i am honoured to be ur first request too! <3 man matt dillon's hair in this movie is sooooo good! hope u don't mind tooth ache inducing fluff <3 im gonna be so honest i hadn't watched the movie but i watched it just for u anon and aahashhdhhhssas i'm feral.

Deep below the basement of the old teens' club, farther than you could go without some kind of hero leading you, sat a dried up lake. While it didn't look like much, when the right words were said, it revealed a portal to the Land of Shadows. Within the Land of Shadows sat a tearful and weeping Sorceress.

"Oh, my love...how could they strip you of your power like this?!" The Sorceress fell to her knees and wept. As her gasping breaths filled the air, something else invaded as well; a purple colored scent wafted through the air, drifting towards the Sorceress. The scent teased her nose then faded away. The Sorceress quickly took a deep inhale, her breath shuddered on the exhale. "Anger, frustration, a bit of emotional blockage but nothing I can't push past," the Sorceress hummed in delight and licked her lips. "We're back my love." The Sorceress laughed maniacally and threw her arms into the air, releasing her stank towards the high school...slowly towards the high school.

"...I forgot how far away I was..." the Sorceress deflated and glanced around awkwardly. A small albino rat scurried up to the Sorceress and squeaked. "What are you looking at?" She kicked the rat off the pillar angrily, causing it to squeak as it fell.

RC9GN x Reader

The Ninja

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Sorry for the messy lines, this is how I envision the new Ninja, just switch the right and left lenses. Any music recommendations are what I felt like fit, there will be NO songfic in this book, only songs that feel appropriate for the scene.

Randy sprinted through the halls, chasing after the screams of help.

"Someone get the Ninja!"

Randy skidded past the exit doors, giving a, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." As he slid to a stop. He bursted through the exit doors, catching his breath as he jogged up to his best friend. "Howard. Mask. Missing." Randy leaned on Howard's shoulder as he caught his breath. In front of Howard was a giant mechanical Tyrannosaurus, its eyes beaming red. Its stomach was clear, showing three students that had already been captured. In its mouth was Bucky, fearfully standing on the bottom jaw of the robot and shakily holding the top jaw. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Ninja!"

"Pretty sure someone found it, buddy." Howard pointed forward, causing Randy to look up.

Standing on the edge of the roof, the sun facing behind them, was a figure in a black suit that had purple accents instead of red. In their hands was a staff, with, what looked like, a spear at the end.

Randy gaped at the figure. He's been through a few close calls with his Ninja mask. A couple of Ninja replacement scares. I mean, who could forget Lucious O' Thunderpunch? But this? This was real. Someone stole his mask.

A loud bass thumped and echoed, shaking the floor with its beat. The Ninja began tapping their feet as a song played from who knows where.

(If you want to listen, the song I picture is Bangerang by Skrillex ft Sirah).

Once the base dropped, the Ninja jumped off the roof, flipping in the air and quickly plummeting to the ground. With a flick, the compartment that the Ninja had on their back opened and transformed into a large drone. The drone was purple, with purple LED lights coming from the rotors. As it idled in the air, the Ninja landed on the ground, staff behind them in what Howard liked to call a 'Super hero landing'.

The Ninja reached into their suit's hoodie (as Randy noticed this Ninja had a hoodie and not a scarf), and pulled out a purple and black Ninja stick. "Shelldon! Use this to hold the bot's mouth open!" The Ninja shouted at the drone. They tossed the stick in the air, the drone flew quickly and caught it. That voice, why didn't Randy recognize it?

"On it, Ninja!" The drone called in a surfer voice. Shelldon flew to the robot and extended the Ninja Stick to Bucky's height. It placed the stick in the robot's mouth and extended further, allowing Bucky to relax his arms. "Jump on, bro!" Shelldon shook his body side to side, gesturing for Bucky to hop on. Bucky nervously obeyed and jumped on. Shelldon quickly flew to the ground and unceremoniously dropped Bucky. "Nice to finally meet you, dude!"

"Shelldon!" The Ninja from the back of the robot.

"Sorry, bro." Shelldon apologized then raced over to his owner.

"I need you to get as many students as possible—" the Ninja dodge a tail swipe and rolled in between its legs to avoid its large feet, "out of that thing before I destroy it!"

"On it!" Shelldon's animated eyes gave the impression that he was smiling as he flew up. He faced the robot's struggling maw and let out a computerized gulp. "Uh, Ninja?"

"We could switch!" The Ninja said sarcastically as they got hit by the robot's swinging tail. They landed a few feet away, but quickly jumped up. They reached into their suit hood and pulled out three small balls. The Ninja tossed one at a time at the ground next to the robot.

"Look at him! He's not even attacking! Some Ninja." Randy said, butthurt. At that moment, the balls exploded, distracting the robot and causing it to move backwards away from the crowd and school.

Shelldon flew into the mouth of the robot and down into its stomach. He faced the stressed out teens inside with an upbeat attitude. "Hey, dudes! I'm here to rescue you!" Shelldon cheered.

Bash shoved his way to the front, "Me first!"

After a few seconds, Shelldon flew out with three people on his back. He dropped them next to Bucky and flew back over to the Ninja.

"Why is he so far now?" Randy asked.

"Maybe so he doesn't destroy the school?" Morgan asked, rolling her eyes from beside Randy, shocking the freshman.

"Good! I can't keep affording to repair it after every monster attack!" Principal Slimovitz added from behind Randy, scaring him again.

"Is this what you had to deal with?" Randy whispered to Howard.

"You have no clue." Howard muttered.

"All good, boss!" Shelldon cheered, attaching himself back onto the Ninja's back. Everything except the rotors disappeared, allowing the Ninja to fly into the air, as if they wore a jetpack (which they technically did).

The Ninja smirked as they flew above the robot. Gripping their staff in the middle, they twisted one hand to the right and one to the left. The spear at the end transformed into a large rocket, one of equal size manifesting at the other end of the staff facing the opposite direction. The rockets released harsh, purple blasts of fire, the staff spinning with the force.

"FIBONACCI!" The Ninja yelled, throwing the spinning staff at the robot. One end hit the robot's head and, after a small delay, flipped the robot three times from just the force of the rockets. The robot beast landed with a large cloud of smoke flying up and around the area. The staff came spinning back right before the cloud of dust reached the Ninja. With a flick of their wrist, the staff changed to a selfie stick, suddenly holding a purple phone. "Nailed it!" The Ninja said. With a quick flash of the camera, the dust fully covered the area.

Hushed whispers fluttered around, students coughed as the dust entered their lungs. All eyes were focused on where the robot once stood. Through the dust, the red eyes of the robot slowly dimmed.

"Look!" Bucky yelled, pointing at the robot.

Standing on the wreckage of the robotic beast, was the Ninja, their suit pulsing purple in time with their breathing. The staff next to them quickly shrunk to a quarter of its original form, now easier to hold.

There was a beat. Then two. Then...

"WHOOO!!"

"Ninja! Ninja! Ninja! Ninja!" The students and faculty cheered for the purple Ninja and their impressive feat...all except one.

"Ninja! Ninja! Nin—" Randy punched Howard's shoulder as he cheered, causing the shorter boy to wince. "Ow!" He whined.

"What the juice are you doing cheering for that guy?!" Randy whispered, pointing to the Ninja on the robot.

The Ninja smiled with their eyes and waved at the cheering students and faculty. With a flourishing bow, they inconspicuously dropped a purple smokebomb and disappeared. The only trace that they were there was the broken robotic beast.

RC9GN x Reader

Part 1, Part 2

“Hey, (Y/n),” Bucky spoke, spooking said girl out of her stupor as the two walked to school.

"Huh?" (Y/n) question.

"How come you only ever talk to me? I'm sure other students would love to hear your ideas." Bucky said optimistically.

"You really think so?" (Y/n) asked, eyes shining.

"Maybe not, all of them-"

(Y/n) deflated, causing Bucky to wave his hands frantically.

"But that's because they're not for high schoolers! I mean the home alarm, your staff, those goggles on your head—"

"Hey, these goggles help me log important information and — okay, I see your point." (Y/n) deflated again.

"What if you made something to impress them?" Bucky asked with a snap of his fingers.

"Something to impress them..." (Y/n) thought out loud. "Oh! What about my mechanical spider limbs?" With that, eight mechanical limbs popped out of (Y/n)'s hoodie, lifting her off the ground and flipping her upside down.

"You look like Invader Zim," Bucky chuckled, walking past the, once again, deflated girl. The arms retracted suddenly. With quick thinking, (Y/n) flipped and landed on her feet, surprising Bucky. "Do you know any more cool moves like that?" He asked.

"I prefer to show off my intelligence rather than physical prowess. Sure it's nice to have the ability, but my superpower relies solely on my brain!" (Y/n) said as she pushed open the doors to the school.

"Then you should put that brain to good use," Bucky held out his hand for a fist bump.

(Y/n) reciprocated the fist bump and the two parted ways. (Y/n) walked to her science class, which she always had for 1st period on Mondays. Mrs. Driscoll greeted her with a grin.

"(Y/n)! Any new inventions?" Mrs. Driscoll asked with stars in her eyes. She puppeteered her late husband's skeleton to 'talk', "Your inventions are positively humorous!" Mrs. Driscoll laughed and smacked Jerry's chest.

(Y/n) smiled and placed her satchel on Mrs. Driscoll's desk. As she did so, Randy Cunningham and Howard Weinerman happened to walk in. "Mrs. Driscoll, I present to you," (Y/n) held up a small box with a crescent-moon-shaped attachment, "the, still in Beta, the C.R.A.V.E.S, a system that, when placed against the user's teeth," (Y/n) put the device against Jerry's teeth. The machine beeped, "it tells you exactly what they were craving! For example, your husband was craving...scallops?" (Y/n) looked at the device in question.

Mrs. Driscoll sighed lovingly, "That was my Jerry."

(Y/n) shivered, she tucked her device away and walked to her seat at the back of the room.

"Who's that shoob?" Howard whispered to Randy.

More students began trickling in when Randy leaned close to Howard, "I have no idea, but she's pretty smart."

"A smart shoob is still a shoob," Howard said, pointing his pencil at Randy. Inside Randy's bag, the Nomicon quietly blinked red from behind its Math book cover, facing the direction of (Y/n).

As the final student, Bash (fashionably late as always), trickled in, Mrs. Driscoll began writing in the blackboard. "Welcome back, students!” She puppeteers her husband once more, “I hope your Spring Break was a bone-afide success!”

“Ha! Word play.” (Y/n) chuckled to herself. She sat at the back of the class, the two seats next to her empty while all the other seats were taken.

“And as a Welcome Back, I’m assigning your first projects of the next semester!” Mrs. Driscoll announced.

The students all groaned with the exception of (Y/n), “Oh, goody!”

“And since the school board has cut funding for the science department…again…this time you’ll be working in groups of three.” The words seemed to echo around the room. None of the students (with one exception) listened to the rest, as they were too busy deciding who to add to their group. Friends will be split, enemies made, alliances formed in blood… “You can now find your partners-“ with that, hell broke loose. Kids jumping over tables, holding back their friends to prevent a steal, throwing dangerous objects. It got to a point that Mrs. Driscoll hid herself and her husband under the desk.

“Cunningham! Save me!” Howard screamed as he was pulled into the wave of students.

“Hold oh, Big H!” Randy, without hesitation, jumped into the sea. His leg caught the strap of his backpack as he jumped, forcing the contents to be spilled all over the floor. The Nomicon hummed and blinked as students stepped and kicked it to the back of the room, the mask caught in its pages. With all of the abuse, the cover even came off, revealing its true cover to the world.

With a metallic THUD, the Nomicon hit the metal cabinet next to (Y/n). The girl let out a noise of surprise and looked up from her notebook. The Nomicon blinked softly as (Y/n) picked it up. Her hands traced the delicate patterns on the hard leather book, the feeling not uncomfortable to her hands like she imagined it would be. With a bit of remorse (Y/n) held the book away from her, “Oh, exotic book, what secrets you must hide—but alas! It is my code of honor to not open a book that does not belong to me…unless of course bought or received from a trusted source.”

The Nomicon flashed red, humming loudly.

(Y/n)’s eyes shone, “Maybe there’s an exception for glowing mystic books,” (Y/n) ran her fingers over the pages that begged to be opened. The Nomicon’s flashes got faster and louder, its pages flittering as they waited to be opened.

“Has everyone found their partners?” Mrs. Driscoll asked.

(Y/n)’s head shot up and with a sigh, she tucked the Nomicon into her satchel, the flap open to make for an easier grab. “Soon, my precious.”

In the middle of the room, Randy and Howard sat, rubbing their heads in pain. “Oh, good. Randy and Howard, you’ll be joining (Y/n).” Mrs. Driscoll announced once she saw they the three were, in fact, without partners. “(Y/n) has the highest grade in the class, so even you two should get a decent grade.” She chuckled.

“What?! But she’s a shoob!” Howard moaned.

“A shoob with the highest grade in the class! Howard, we can use this!” Randy whispered, excitedly. Both of the friends grabbed their bags and walked to (Y/n) at the back of the class.

“I don’t follow.” Howard whispered.

“We’ll act like total shoob’s, say we don’t know how to do the project, she’ll get annoyed with us, do the project and — BOOM, automatic A.” Randy smirked. The two sat down and a sudden flash of red distracted Randy. He looked down, spotting his Nomicon in (Y/n)’s bag. He nervously chuckled, “I-is, is that my book?” Randy asked, pointing at (Y/n)’s satchel.

“Huh?” (Y/n) looked down, at her bag. “Oh, it flew to the back, I didn’t know who it belonged to.” (Y/n) gently took the book out and traced the cover again. Shaking her head, she handed it back to Randy, “Where did you get it? I’d love to read it sometime, I’ve never seen anything like it.” (Y/n) spoke quickly, enamored by the book.

“Oh, it’s nothing just a little family history book. Old baby pictures, family trees—Really boring stuff, I’ll just take it off your hands.” Randy hurriedly took the book back, and shoved it in his own satchel. The Nomicon flashed brightly and loudly, angry at the turn of events.

“You bring family history books to school?” (Y/n) asked flatly.

“I-it’s for our History class! Some extra credit thing that you definitely don’t need!” Howard back his friend up, grinning awkwardly.

(Y/n) looked between the two skeptically, “Right…” with a quick hand, she opened her notebook to a fresh page and began writing, “So, ideas for our project?”

“Yes! Our project!” Randy grinned, winking at Howard.

“Totally love that project! I can’t wait to…do our project!” Howard added in a fake excited voice.

(Y/n) sighed out of annoyance, “You don’t know what the project is, do you?”

“Nope.”

“Not. A. Clue.”

(Y/n) gripped the bridge of her nose, “Super,” she gritted out through clenched teeth. “Cool, cool, cool. Cool, cool, cool.” She angrily closed the notebook and stood. “Why don’t I work on the project and you two do the report? All you have to do is write what the robot does AFTER I give it to you.” (Y/n) commanded as she pointed to Randy and Howard.

“But what do we—“

“You write down what it does!” (Y/n) took a deep breath, “I will give you a list of what it does. All you have to do is write a well written report.” (Y/n) began walking out of the room, “Even though my robot will be A plus guaranteed,” she whispered cockily.

“Those who are building, go to Mr. Smith’s metal shop for your basic design! Everyone’s who’s writing a report please go to the library!” Mrs. Driscoll announced after seeing (Y/n) leave.

“Automatic A—“ Howard started, raising his hand.

“Here. We. Come!” Randy punctuated each word with the next step in their secret handshake. They ended with their signature turn and pose.

The Nomicon angrily blinked, catching Randy’s attention. Picking up his bag, Randy held up a finger to Howard, “Give me just one second,” he whispered. He ran out of the room and into a Janitor’s closet. “Alright, Nomicon, I only got a few minutes before Driscoll realizes I’m not in the library, so be quick about it—“ the Nomicon flew open suddenly, causing Randy to lose consciousness and ‘Vloomp’ into the Nomicon.

Randy screamed as he fell through the artistic clouds and through the painted leaves on the two dimensional tress. With a couple of bounces, Randy finally landed against a tree trunk. “What the juice, Nomicon?!”

A painted scholar walked through the trees, smiling at Randy. Or at least, to the person behind him.

A painted ninja stepped through the trees behind Randy and walked up to the scholar. The ninja gave the scholar a piece of paper, and folded his arms. The scholar read the paper and nodded at the ninja. The trees fell backwards, blending into the floor as more of scene became exposed. The scholar walked to his small house. The sun rose and fell in flashes, showing how long the scholar was in his house. The sun rose once more, staying in the air as the scholar left the house, this time with a small box. He presented it to the ninja and began talking. No words or letters left his mouth, the only thing Randy could hear was soft flutes as the scholar spoke.

The ninja waved his hand and took the box, smokebombing away. The trees on the other side of Randy fell, blending into the floor, further increasing the scene. There was a small town with a large flying serpent terrorizing the village. With a puff of smoke, the ninja stood in front of the serpent. He opened the box and pulled out a smaller box with a button. The ninja looked at the box in question then pressed the button…nothing happened. He pressed it again and again…still nothing. The serpent AND the townsfolk all laughed at the ninja as he sulked. Colorful words flew out of the box and presented themselves over the ninja’s head.

“Neglect the brain and the heart becomes vulnerable.” Randy read aloud. “Uh, that scholar clearly sabotaged the ninja! I mean, who gives someone a box that doesn’t do anything?” Randy asked.

The ninja and scholar looked at each other unimpressed. The ninja pulled out his sword and the scholar…why is he holding a Bō staff? The two quickly ran to Randy and simultaneously attacked him.

With a gasp and a bump to the head, Randy left the Nomicon. He rubbed his head and looked behind him to see the shelf he bumped his head on.

Randy peeked his head out of the Janitors closet and rushed out before anyone could see him, bag in hand.

“AHHHHH!!”

“Someone get the Ninja!”

“Help!”

Randy gasped at the sudden cries for help. With no one in the hall, this was the perfect time to put his Ninja suit on.

“Looks like it’s Ninja o’clock!” Randy reached into his bag…except…

Randy’s heart fell into his stomach as his hand missed the soft fabric of the mask. He glared down at the bag, and upon not seeing the mask immediately, Randy overturned his bag and emptied the contents. The only object that was matching to the mask in color was the Nomicon.

“Sweet cheese, I lost the Ninja mask!”

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Warning: Cursing, mentions of smoking, Cinder (bitch ass), bullying, Randy being the cutest and sweetest boy ever <3

Pairing: Randy x Fem reader

Summary: Randy's best friend, y/n, was always fond of Stephan King- but never knew she would be living the life of her own personal favorite. ━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━━━─━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━ You walked down the steps of your cabin, lighting a cigarette before one of the counselors yelled for you to put it out. "Aw come on, its just one!" You said, smiling at her. Ms Kristy was your favorite counselor, she was always there when you needed her. She rolled her eyes before looking around. "Just this one time, Y/n. Go behind the cabin." You smiled, nodding as you went behind the cabin and felt eyes on you. You looked up to see Cinder. "Hey, Y/n" She smiled falsely. "What's up Cinder?" You smiled back with just as much sarcasm. She pressed herself against the wall of the cabin, her eyes scanned your clothing as she fixed her sun glasses. "Just walking around and I noticed you here. Which is really weird considering you are usually in the shadows of your boyfriend, reading your stupid 'King' novels. Did you do something different with your hair?" She teased, inching closer to you as you scoffed.

"He's not my boyfriend, he's just a friend- and no I did not. Also its not stupid, you should try it sometime, pretty nice." You snapped, getting fed up as you put out your cancer stick.

"No need to get upset, just checking," She laughed at you before walking away. ━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━━━─━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━

You walked into the woods, your copy of 'Carrie' in your hands as you sat down by the Kayaks, turning to the page you left off on. You suddenly felt arms around you, knocking you over. "what the hell!" You screamed as Randy laughed, laying on the ground like it was the funniest thing ever. "Oh come on, Y/n. Just a joke." He smiled at you softly, playfully punching you in the arm. You nodded, turning back to your book as he slowly took it from your hands and started to read the page. "I haven't seen you read this one." He spoke softly, looking at the printed words that spread through the pages. You shrugged.

"It's my favorite novel so I don't really like bringing it outside, you know how camp is. People are mean." You said, leaning back against the old boat. The kayak was your favorite spot to hang out with Randy besides the dock house by the lake. The kayak was once blue- you could tell by the way rust was eating at the paint, showing a hue of some sort of pale blue. "Was Cinder messing with you again?" He said, finally looking up at you. You shook your head, lying right to his face. It broke your heart to have someone like Randy having to look after you like a baby. It made you feel weak.

"No. Just sayin'." You mumbled, looking down at your lighter. He nodded, looking back down at the book.

"Woah- This book is incredible, where did you get it?" He smiled at you, handing the book back. You laughed softly at him, gently taking the book from his hands. "Got it for Christmas. You should watch the movie with me, its even better." You smiled. He nodded, leaning back as well, his arm barely touching yours. It made your heart jump at the touch. Sunshine ran to you, smiling. "Hey Y/n! Come on, we're going to look for dresses for the camp dance." She breathed out, trying to catch her breath since she ran. "Oh, nah it's okay. I don't have anyone to go with and those aren't my thing really." You said, looking at her. "Go with Randy. I'm sure he'll take you." She smiled, looking at Randy then you.

Your eyes widen at her, making her shut up. "I mean, I would go with you if you wanted." He spoke quietly to you, smiling. You blush before covering it up, nodding. Sunshine smiled, grabbing your hand. ━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━━━─━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━

You looked through your closet, pulling out all the dresses you had, which wasn't a lot. "Where are all the dresses?" Sunshine asked, looking at them. You shrugged, grabbing your last dress. "Told you dances weren't my thing."

"That one." She said, grabbing it from your hands. It was white, silky and ankle length. "You sure?" You asked, grabbing shoes. She nodded quickly, throwing it at you. "Go put it on, I'll find you some shoes to match" You did, walking out of the bathroom, looking in the mirror next to your bed. She squealed, smiling at you. "You look beautiful!" She said as you smiled, putting on the shoes she picked out. "Thanks, sunshine." ━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━━━─━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━

Cinder walked up to Randy, her hand on his shoulder. "Hey Randy." She spoke softly as he nodded. "Are you going to the camp dance?" She asked him, smiling. "Yeah actually-" "Great, so you'll go with me?" She spoke over him, her nails touching his knuckles. "Actually I'm going with Y/n. Sorr-" "King freak? Why would you go with her?" She sneered, not so happy now. "Don't call her that. She's my friend. She's sweet and I would go with her anywhere. Leave me alone and leave her alone." He snapped at her, snatching his hand away as she scoffed. ━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━━━─━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━

Ferris did your makeup for you as Sunshine did your hair. "So who are you going with, Y/n?" Ferris asked you as she added lip gloss. "Randy." You blushed, looking in the mirror. You were disgusted with the way you act when he's around or when you hear the sound of his voice, or when you hear his name. "That's perfect. You two should get together, in fact." She smiled, looking at you. Sunshine nodded, agreeing with her. "No no, he doesn't think of me that way and he might be interested in someone els-" "Y/n L/n, What the hell do you think you're saying? I knew you were blind but I didn't think you were this blind. Randy likes you, Y/n." Ferris said, looking at you. You didn't say anything then, Sunshine finishing up with your hair. "Thanks guys." ━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━━━─━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━ You walked out of the cabin, sitting on the bench that was by the field, people were already with their partners or friends, smiling and laughing. You looked at Ferris, she gave you a thumbs up as she took Sunshine by the hand. You felt a tap on your shoulder, turning around to see Randy.

"Oh hi." You smiled, getting up from your seat. He smiled at you, love filling his eyes, yet you didn't seem to notice. "You look beautiful." He smiled at you, taking your hand in his. You blushed, looking down at the ground. "Thank you.." ━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━━━─━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━

You smiled at Randy as he hugged you, hearing the announcements. "Okay, listen up. We have the votes for the camp dance. Remember, this isn't a real dance and its okay if you don't get picked. This is just for fun." The counselor spoke, before naming people. Your ears perked at the sound of your name, your eyes wide. You looked at Randy who had a proud smile on his face. "what do I do?" You spoke quickly "Girl, go up there! Hurry!" He smiled, gently pushing you forwards towards the stand. You went to the stand, holding the flowers that were given to you, smiling. His smile soon faded as there was another named called, it was a random boy that he didn't even know. And he got to stand up there with you. But he smiled again anyway, proud of you. ━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━━━─━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━ Cinder climbed up the steps to the top, moving some of the lights to put a tin bucket in the middle, mixing red paint with corn syrup. She looked at her friend. "I wonder if King freak would mind being Carrie for one night." She laughed, as well as her friend. ━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━━━─━━━━━━─ ⇀♡↼ ━━━━

He looked up, seeing Cinder with a bucket. He looked closer, seeing that it was about to tip over. "Y/n! Up!" He yelled, running to the front, trying to push past people. You look up before shutting your eyes tightly, feeling the cold liquid spread through your skin. You looked at your hands, tearing up before getting off the stage and running to the woods, sitting by the Kayak. Randy followed, grabbing your hand, turning you towards him. "Randy go away." You cried, covering yourself with your hands. "No. I'm not leaving, Y/n." He spoke softly, taking your face in his hands. You refused to look at him. "I thought I was really gonna be the dance queen." "Y/n, You are. Cinder just wanted to mess it up for you. But you were always the dance queen." He smiled at you, rubbing your cheek, not paying any mind to the red substance.

smirk ;) i also have a randy smut request but i'm gonna keep them separate and do that one later

he tries so hard to be trendy and cool but most of the time he has no fucking clue what's going on. like he'll have your contact name as like "Bae 😍" and call you a bad bitch with a straight face. like in his head he thinks he's absolutely nailing this whole relationship thing

i don't think he'd be too big on pet names unless he wants something and/or is being whiny. he could call you by your name all day but the second he wants something from you,,, "babeeee come onnnn." also he definitely does that thing where he adds an "uh" at the end of every sentence too

i feel like he tries to be a top teir boyfriend but he doesn't really try hard enough,, 😭 like okay he'd get everyone out of the house, tidy up, light some candles, and invite you over for a cute romantic dinner. turns out he picked up a shit load of taco bell for you two because it's cheap and then he gets so drunk later that he pukes it all up anyways

also he seems like the kinda guy to prefer simple and low effort dates frequently rather than having expensive dates once a month or something like that. he's super clingy so the more, the better.

if you do have a big date though, he'll be sure to show you off as much as possible. he makes sure to go when it's crowded, especially it's with people he knows so he can he very loudly refers to you as his girlfriend or wife as if people don't know you two are together; like he doesn't bring it up in every conversation he has

GUESS WHO GOT INTO DIALTOWN :cat_smirk: I WOULD LIKE TO REQUEST A SILLY LITTOL DIALTOWN FIC !!!!!!

can u write a randy x reader but like,,,,,, reader is the same-ish species as phonegingi ?? but like fluffy ??? just a little gremlin holding their like 6 eggs like "ur a father :D"

you hear a distance scream from the hills as i run at you, full force, and tackle hug you.

ahem, anyways,,, uhhh I WOULD LOVE TO!!!!!!!!

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Randy x "Fluffy Phonegingi Species"! Reader