Yesterday. The Way You Looked At Me. You… You Were Scared Of Me.

Claire Redfield

Halfway up Center Street Hill he saw a girl in a beige pleated skirt and a white sleeveless blouse sitting on a bench outside Shook’s Drug Store. She was eating what looked like a pistachio ice-cream cone. Bright red-auburn hair, its highlights seeming coppery or sometimes almost blonde, hung down to her shoulderblades. Richie knew only one girl with hair of that particular shade. It was Beverly Marsh.

lil nitw winter sketch page ❄️

happy max mayfield month to all who observe

fandomification and shipping is fucking up how some of yall consume media and i mean it

zombiesteve’s 2.5k follower celebration

Nancy Wheeler + Witchy Way by Entropy for Anon

ナンシーとジョンサン！

sumn I made a bit ago, although uninspired, I wanted to post something :,)

Harley and Jonathan gossiping about the Arkham staff for @orcapologist