#randy jade x oc

[furyohin4urr20]

Please tell us the name of the randy fanfiction you wrote 🙏

anon i am so sorry to have left you in here for so fucking long i really am 😭😭😭

i never posted the fic anywhere bc i never finished it so methinks i'll post it here

Randy Jade x OC Fanfiction (Title TBD)

By Fu Ryohin

Chapter One

Chapter Synopsis: This basically plays out like the subway mugging scene in-game, with some changes to fit in with my own mental illness 🫶

It's a chilly evening on the subway, as Penny stands by the doors, nail-polished fingers holding onto the safety pole as she looks at her watch. Her coat pockets jingle with change and crumpled bills from her shift at Bunny's Burgers, all courtesy of her satisfied customers, as she sways backward from the train's speed taking her to her cozy apartment uptown.

'Today was rough', she stares pensively at her boots, sighing as she contemplates her work day with fellow coworker, Mile.

'We were understaffed, a large party came in and occupied 3 booths and a table, and left a mess I cleaned up myself, and Mile was getting yelled at for dropping the cash box while managing the cash register.' Her screen goes dark as she lay deep in her thoughts until she saw out of the corner of her sensor someone moving into a double seat across from her and her pole.

It was a tall, knife-headed man, unfamiliar to her, with a malevolent glint on his blade. Well, she perceived it to be so, considering light can't be malevolent, but does it really matter? He sat next to a man in a denim jacket, covered in what appeared to be mud stains and water, with a foul odor following him, much to Denim Man's slight panic. Penny slowly moved slightly closer and began to eavesdrop ever so cautiously.

"Look, I'll say it again only once", the suspect man sneered, as he pulled what looked like a gun out of his coat pocket. "Hand over the wallet, bozo, and I'll let you off the hook scot-free. If not, your dumb, phone face GETS IT. Deal?"

Shakily, without lifting his head, Denim Man whimpered quietly, “P-please, sir, I don’t have any money, just, just some loose change...” Denim Man was shaking with fear holding an expression of what seemed to be pure dread.

“Well, better than nothing, I guess”, the mugger replied. “Hand it over before I stab you, so help me Phone-God!”

Penny started to feel sick to her stomach, a lump welling in her throat. Surely she couldn’t leave the poor man to get mugged of all he had? She started weighing her options quickly.

The train started to slow, lunging everyone slightly forward, and suddenly, an idea manifested itself. This is her stop. Penny stepped forward slowly, making pace closer to the mugger.

“Leave him alone!”

She heard herself gasping, and immediately covering her mouth in alarm. Why did she say that?! She felt the color drain from her face as the mugger stood up and faced her, towering over her.

“Hey, Sweetcheeks, stay out of this if you don’t wanna see this cuck blown away, y’hear me?”

She stood there, frozen, trembling, forcing herself to respond to the criminal’s threat. “I-if you leave him alone, I’ll, I’ll give you my tip money for the night”, she managed to squeak out, “But leave him alone, o-okay? Surely it’s more than what you’d get out of him.”

The air was still for a brief second, but to everyone involved, it felt like an eternity. The Denim Man looked up at her, in grateful shock, before gesturing for her not to intervene with his bandage-wrapped hands. “Finally, at least I'm getting something out of this,” The Mugger grumbled. Penny rummaged through her bag for a few moments, silently refraining from making eye contact with the bladed robber.

In a split second, she grabbed her pepper spray, undid the cap while still in her bag, and let it rip on the mugger’s face, in a fiery cloud. The mugger immediately folded over in pain, dropping his gun, which revealed an empty cartridge.

“MY EYES! GOD FUCKING DAMMIT, I DON’T EVEN HAVE ANY?!” The Mugger screamed in agony. “YOU’LL PAY FOR THIS, YOU FREAK! I HAVE MOB CONNECTIONS! I’LL FIND YOU AND BANDAGES OVER THERE AND MAKE YOU PAY FOR FORCING ME TO THINK ABOUT THE BIOLOGICAL MYSTERIES OF MY EXISTENCE!"

Penny grabbed Denim Man’s hand and quickly pulled him to the now open-subway doors, and bolted out into the station and onto the streets of Uptown DIaltown. She had never felt so scared before, but at the same time, she was euphoric on the adrenaline rush. She had stopped a man from getting mugged on the subway, almost single-handedly! It may be a good idea to check on him, he seemed very shaken up.

“Oh, my Phone-God, are you okay, dear?!” She worriedly asked, still huffing and heaving from the run. He was sobbing quite loudly, and in quite a messy way, too. Let’s not get into the details of how a phone can cry.

“W-why, why did you do that?!” He finally managed to sputter, in between sobs and heaving, hitching breaths. “You don’t even, even KNOW me! Why would you risk yourself, f-for a schmuck, a bum like ME?!”

She looked at the messy, blubbering wreck in front of her and heaved a heavy sigh. “I... I don't know. I don’t know what came over me. I just, started moving without thinking,” She replied, much to her own surprise. “I think it was instinct. But, anyway, what’s your name?”

“I-it’s Randy, Miss... uh...” He wavered.

“Oh, um, it’s Penny! Penelope Sciarte. Just stick with Penny, okay?” She chuckled awkwardly. “Anyway, what led to you, um, getting on the subway? From the sound of it, you didn’t even have enough to get on in the first place.”

“O-oh, right... I, um, this is going to sound pathetic, I’m sure, but uh...” He muttered while looking down at his bandaged hands. “I got chased down here by swans. I managed to get in through the doors before they closed.”

Penny stopped in concern and slight awe. “A swan would go out of its way to chase you down from the park to the subway?" She added in astonishment. "I knew they were rude but not outright cruel.”

“Well, you really see to the worst side of them when you spend your days trying to wrangle them every day for a pittance.” He sighed and briefly exchanged his final pleasantries with Penny before starting to walk in the opposite direction.

“Wait! Are you sure you’re okay to walk by yourself? Where are you headed, dear?” Penny inquired, attempting to ensure Randy didn’t run into any more trouble.

He hesitated. “Look, thank you for your help back there, but I don’t want to cause you any more trouble. I’m going to my dumpster, it’s really all I have left at this point.” He looked up at her, her screen flickering pensively.

“D-did you say, dumpster?” Her face lit up. “No wonder you looked familiar! You’re the guy who’s been squatting in Bunny’s dumpster for the past few years!”

Randy’s expression became wearier as she mentioned this. “Yeah, that’s me, but you could probably tell simply by the SMELL that follows me everywhere. there’s no point in complaining. If there is a God, he certainly isn’t a merciful one. After all, he created those portents of pure maliciousness that we call SWANS.”

“Well, are you sure you don’t need a place to stay for the night?” She asked, and realized just how much of an idiot she sounded like for inviting a stranger into her house.

“W-well, I know it sounds kind of, um, sudden and odd, but I assure you, it’s much better than staying in a filthy dumpster after such a rough day.” She felt the air coming out of her vents heating up at the thought of a stranger in her home.

“I couldn’t possibly intrude, and you’ve done enough for one night,” He quickly responded as he tried his best to avoid eye contact with her. He sighed and shook his head. "I know how busy things are at Bunny's, the last thing you need is another lousy burden on your shoulders."

She looked him in the eyes.

"Oh, nonsense!" She insisted. "I won't be able to sleep tonight worrying that you're sleeping in that greasy dumpster and I have a very busy shift tomorrow! You'd be doing me a favor by staying in my home, even if it's just for tonight."

She didn't seem to notice while speaking she had cupped his bandaged hands in hers, much to her own surprise. She pulled back nervously.

"Oh, er, sorry." He stood there silently, impressed and slightly intimidated by her.

She took notice of this, and countered, "You don't have to say anything, just nod your head yes or no, dear." He started to tear up again and started shaking his head up and down in agreement.

She took his hand and directed him to follow her down the row of buildings in Uptown Dialtown, as the night brought down a cool chill and lit the light posts. Somehow, somehow, despite this, both felt a warmth inside them, faintly glowing with each step.

This doc was last edited on 2/15/2023 ☠️☠️☠️

[volkskaa]

Guess who made a dialtown oc (this guy) (his name is Kenny say hi everyone) (by everyone i mean my 5 followers)

[bornetoblood]

Comm for the lovely @planetgayanimals :] This was a ton of fun :]

You can comm me yourself if you're interested!

[deadbnnuy]

"Who ya gonna call?" 👻

⚠️ REBLOGS >>>>>>> LIKES ⚠️

[disconnectedkid]

College kids dancing :]

They were both drunk as hell and neither of them remembered this in the morning :[

[thatsonehellofahabit]

I wanna give randy frigface a little kiss.. a little smooch just.. just a little..

[smoothbrainofficial]

my first dialtown piece from like 6 months ago ^^

[dearexorcist]

Idk why but whenever I think about Ultrakill I think about Dialtown so have some shit

[magentamrlewis]

This blog ships phonegenta, an oc x canon poly ship, Harry Fitzgerald x Lewis Stevens x Randy Jade. Randy and Harry are NOT in a romantic relationship. Both are in a relationship with Lewis.

Rules and what have ya.

- No NSFW or suggestive (mod is a minor)

- No Olandy or other ships involving Randy

- No gore

- No Harrysport

Enjoy your time here, stinky.

PS: Harry and Jack are askable too, you can bother my shitass boss and my lovely boyfriend if ya please.

[strawberryspotsstuff]

OMG I LOVE THE YANDERE RANDY ONESHOT! Maybe a part two if that's okay?

Like randy finally finds Miles at a park or something?? I'd love to see what you come up with!

-Curious Anon

DAWWW TYYYY <333333

of course!! a part two >:]]]]

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[PART TWO] Yandere Randy x Miles Honeyfield

Only a few months after the incident, and Miles was happily living in a city down south from Dialtown, meeting new object-heads and making new friends.

It was breath of fresh air, Miles was free, from the horrors back in their old home town.

Miles strolled through the markets that was advertised a week back, small businesses showed off their creations and food products. Miles happily wondered through the crowds, a small basket hanging from their arm as they examined the colourfully lit shops as the ambiance of children laughing, teenager groups and adults stroll the streets.

Something urked Miles, they turned their body to look around, something sat in their stomach, some un-wanted vomit feeling. Goosebumps ran up their spin as they noticed, him.

What the hell. Miles almost vomited at the sight of him, flight or fright spiked as they started to quickly pace around the crowd, further down the market.

Thoughts clouded their brain, making them sweat in the fear. Frantic they slid into a local store that was brightly decorated. Hiding behind one of the shelves, like a bunny being hunted they watched the door with an unwavering stare.

The shopkeeper, a young teenager who would rather be hanging out with his friends, spun in his chair, throwing a tennis ball and catching it. He paused, looking over at the only customer he had, as he watched in confusion at Miles.

"You alright?" the kid spoke up, slurred.

Miles frantically moved their head towards the kid. "Um, yup, fine- fine, really." Miles stuttered.

The kid nodded slowly before throwing his ball again.

Miles looked out the window, no Randy. They shuffled from their hiding spot and dove back into the crowd, the kid side eyeing Miles as they left.

On high alert, a tiny thought in their head told them 'Maybe it was just nerves?' But Miles ignored it, marching back to their car, they were not taking any chances.

Their back was covered, drenched in sweat as they fidgeted with their sleeves, and got safely back to their car.

Randy watched from a stall, wearing a baggy jumper and jeans, checking his phone he followed from the side walk back to their house. They were safely tucked away, "hidden" in an apartment building, smart. Randy watched Miles as they got out of their car and bee line it for the doors, from the shadows, Randy followed in toe as Miles entered the building and bolted for their room.

"silly miles" Randy cooed, this was much easier then expected.

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[redandfranticfeelings]

its that time of year again when i start posting and repeatedly reblogging my massive birthday art wishlist!!

now that i'm 18 going on 19 i'll also take tasteful nsfw stuff of certain characters and ships (specifically the fictional channel awesome characters i have listed), but only if you're my close mutual and in the age range of 18-24, and obviously not of like, minors or real people of shit like that. if you consider this just DM me and i can explain further

the things i want most are italicized! note that the reason i have so much listed is just in case some people only know one or two of these things, but still wanna send me something. this isnt obligatory i just rlly like listing my interests anyway lmao

general:

pretty much any of my ships

any of my kintypes or comfort characters

anything based on my fanfictions

the amanda show, specifically pertaining to penelope taynt

anything related to my autistic headcanons, if you are autistic as well

gorgonzola from chowder

the mighty b!

bojack horseman, especially beatrice, diane, or princess carolyn

tak from invader zim (possibly shipped with dib platonically or romantically)

calvin and hobbes

amethyst x peridot

youtube:

anything nostalgia critic related honestly, particularly him w the other characters i love

hyper fangirl!! especially anything playing with my own headcanons with her

devil boner (especially with hyper)

benny the assassin (especially with hyper, platonic or in polyam with hyperboner)

anything with the aunt despair/uncle lies and their screwed up family (or the bum family) is good too

dr coquette tease and/or dr cochram block from the nostalgia chick, preferably as a ship cuz im gay

todd in the shadows

the cinema snob

jacksfilms

jenny nicholson

total drama:

my total drama ocs, mel and randy

any mel ship, especially mel x izzy, mel x my friend's oc charlotte, and randy x izzy!

anything related to total drama do over, my friend’s old fic (my dA demographic will remember it, others may not)

gwen x zoey

brick x courtney

alejandro x heather

noah x owen

phineas and ferb:

candace flynn (preferably shipped with with jeremy, vanessa, or stacy)

anything from my future AU including my fankids

rodney’s son orville, as in my headcanons for him

monty x vanessa

vanessa doofenshmirtz

dexters lab:

anything pertaining to the astronominov family

lalavava

mandark x dee dee

lalavava and dee dee (platonically or romantically)

my deedark fankids

musical theater:

avenue q

if/then

something rotten! (especially nigel bottom)

anything related to the 25th annual putnam county spelling bee

barfee x olive, or even them as friends

marcy x logainne, or even them as friends

leaf and logainne friendship!

the book of mormon, especially arnold cunningham, either shipping him with nabulungi, kevin, or both

arnold/nabalungi babies

mlp fim:

moondancer (especially shipped with twilight)

twilight being cute in general

pinkie pie x rainbow dash x fluttershy

homestuck:

davejade

jade/dave/karkat (but no jadekat please! just them both dating dave)

my davejade fankids (i dont think much of them anymore but i would still appreciate seeing art of them)

johnroxy

meenah x aranea

my les8ifins fankids (see above wrt davejade kids)

meulin x rufioh red or pale

damara x meulin any quadrant

porrim x latula red or pale

porrim x aranea any quadrant

my fantrolls

lynera skalbi

[deadbnnuy]

happy weed day my homies in christ

[deadbnnuy]

Until I Found You

[strawberryspotsstuff]

hello! Guess it's time I finally request something huh? Aight.

fandom: dial town!

Characters: Randy x Baby? (Aka Bay patches but he shall be called Baby>:] )

Headcanon or Oneshot: Any! Go wild.

type: Angst? Or fluff?? Maybe both :>

Aight I'll be waiting! Thank you for liking my art too, I appreciate it.

-Korey likes DialTown

oooo a dialtown request?!!??! :000

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[HEADCANNONS]

sometimes baby gets picked on because he has less strings :[[ but!!! randy rolls back his sleeves and -tries- to step up and defend!! ((Without crippling in anxiety))

their first date was going to the orchestra :]]]

I imagine that Bay has a single apartment, maybe two bedrooms, one for sleeping and the other turned into like a music room, baby likes to teach randy how to play certain instruments

randy moved in with bay and now, isn't living in the trash!! he did try get a job,, as like a cleaner at the local drama/music studio, but his only 'past jobs' or experience is fighting swans,,,

so bay is the bread winner of the household!! ((if bay has a job))

living together is much, better!! movie nights all the way!

(if bay went to work) sometimes bay does get bullied at work, some of the senior instrument heads underestimating how well baby's skills are, but he comes back to his dorky boyfriend, so he can rant all he likes :]

matching,,,matching sweaters,,,

sometimes they both take music lessons together!

in stormy weather, they both love to cuddle up and watch the rain, ranting about co-workers or just people,, in general, maybe even doing couple reading!?! sharing interests in different books

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[strawberryspotsstuff]

Excited for the other anons! And wait..

Yandere Randy find miles room, breaks in, and starts to do John doe like stuff.

It's part three time baby! Also take your time! The writing you do is already amazing.

-Curious the Anon.

yipee!! yesyes >:]

whoop whoop a part three babey!!1 >:]

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Yandere Randy x Miles Honeyfield [PART 3]

Miles screamed loudly as they sat up on their bed, hitting their head on the backboard. Instantly, like a flick of a switch Miles sobbed loudly.

Randy stood above their bed, blood drenched and dripping on their nicely washed covers. A neon green sideways smile fazed onto his screen, his screen broken in multiply places, hot wires sticking out.

His fingers crawled their way to the sheets tugging them tightly as he tried to get on their bed, but in return Miles smashed their foot in retaliation, Randy gasping as he stumbled backwards as they bolted from the bed and into the lounge room.

"miless, sweety? why did you do that?" Randy cooed, stumbling to his feet as stomped his way to Miles, Miles held a knife close to their chest, phone in the other hand.

"GET AWAY. NOW" Miles snapped.

"honey, why?" Randy softly called, resting his palms on his face.

"I don't have to explain, shit to you. Do you understand? You crazed weird freak! I have a new Gun-headed cop friend on speed dial and I will call her!" Miles screamed as loud as they could, stomping, maybe they could alert their neighbours.

"Honey, sweety, please, I took so long to find you, and this is how you treat me?" He fake whimpered, trying to move closer.

He reeked of old blood, his clothes even had the iconic flies swarming him, his screen was greasy with blood hand prints. He back was hunched and his legs shook as if he was trying to keep himself up from falling over.

"Get the fuck away from me." From behind their back, they pressed the call button, thanking the stars above that their phone was quiet.

Randy frowned trying to wobble his way forward, on the other end, Clair quietly listened to the now named "Randy" she was told about from Miles, listening to his insane please and cries. She got off her chair as it swivelled as she moved, racing to her, under cover cop car and drove straight their making to sure to keep the phone on speaker.

It was only time when Clair arrived.

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I TOOK SOME CREATIVE LIBERTIES BUT I ENDED ON A SORT OF CLIFFHANGER IF YOU WANTED A PART 4 TO CHANGE ANYTHING U DIDN'T WANT/LIKE!!!

plus i tunk i might make clair as my first dialtown oc :]]]

[strawberryspotsstuff]

:000 RANDY, OUR RANDY BOI.

So uh.. I've been actually feeling a little upset lately, ahem, p a r e n t s. But other than that I'm doing good. However, for the oneshot I was thinking..

Maybe a sad Oc x Randy Jade? Also you know we gotta sprinkle in some angst and some fluffy cuddles just sayin.

And of course the Oc is going to be dealing with tough work and they end up being yelled at by their boss and maybe when the Oc hangs out with Randy, they end up telling him about their day and how stressful it was, and Randy gives them cuddles??

OC TIME!

Name: Miles Honeyfield.

Nicknames: Honey, Hun, Shortie.

Gender: n o (nonbinary)

Pronouns and Sexuality: They/it, Pansexual.

Personality: People-Pleaser, kind and bubbly, lil clingy, touch starved. (ME-)

Appearance: 5'3, greyish white telephone like head, olive skin, soft baby blue hoodie, grey sweatpants with black shoes. They also have a small bee sticker on their hoodie.

Please and thank you! I know this is long-

-Curious Anon

YESSSS RNADY OUR BELOVED!!!!!!!

ALSOOO,,, HONEYFIELDDD WHATA CUTE LASTNAME@!!!!!!!!!!

TEHY ARE SOCUTE :SOB: ((Also grrrr mean boss >:[))

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Randy Jade x Miles Honeyfield [OC]

A fat, and sweaty hand smashed its way onto the wooden desk, making Miles jump in surprise. The grey-toned white telephone head looked up in surprise seeing their boss, a dark purple yarn ball, dressed in an all black suit and shiny leather dress shoes.

"where are the papers I asked for?" He snapped, stomping a foot.

"I- I gave it to you this morning? No.. I gave them to Nancy, she said... she said she gave them to you." Miles mumbled, quickly rolling his chair away from the fuming yarn ball.

"Well, Nancy gave me, nothing!" He articulated, curling his fists.

"Miles, I swear to the phone god, I will get Mingus down here to fire your ass, herself! If you don't step up the game!" The yarn ball threatened.

Now, threatening to get Mingus to fire his employees was not out of the ordinary, to try "humiliate" them or threaten them to do more work. Miles held in their emotions, letting out a shaky exhale.

"Y-Yes Sir. Yup. I'll get them to you, step up, yup." Miles quietly repeatedly. The yarn ball huffed, getting enough of Miles and stormed off.

They shakily went back to work, burying their head away from their employee's prying eyes on them, and after 2 more hours of work, Miles quickly gave the re-did work to their boss and ran off, escaping to the one person that they would trust.

Randy Jade.

Miles quietly sobbed on their way to Randy's trash bin, quietly knocking on it's slimy and sweaty like plastic.

"Hmmmmmmmm? Oh! Honey!" Randy happily welcomed, opening his arms, inviting them in. Miles quietly jumped in, Randy tilted his head in question.

"You seem quiet, what happened hun?" Randy asked quietly, sliding down and sitting crossed legged next to them.

For the next half an hour they vented about their job, their boss, Nancy and the vulture-like employees watching them every day. Randy hugged them from their side, patting their head and rubbing their back.

After their venting, their breathing with heavy as they laid their head on Randy's lap, Randy quietly singing to them, rubbing circles on their back with his thumb.

"thanks randy.." Miles hummed quietly, cuddling into the trash and his lap.

Randy hummed, smiling softly. "Of course, Miles"

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