Mini comic de Heather. C x Veronica
Es el día del amor, el cual se demuestra de diferentes formas, no necesariamente “románticas”. Mi contenido se basa generalmente en parejas, por eso quería aprovechar la fecha y traerles algo diferente. Feliz día del amor !!! compartan con tus Besties
GOOBERS
hits fiddleford with the femme lesbian beam
better luck next year, ford
For chansaw
Ill add links later rn i cant sory lol
Basically any Poshbiscuit fic
I see you
the most recent one by FearlessCoconut
and some shameless self promo(it isnt that good) Where love goes to die!!
I just watched Heathers the musical, and there so many interesting relationship dynamics all around!!
Can anyone pls give me fic recs for:
H. McNamara x Veronica
H. Chandler x Veronica
H. Chandler x H. McNamara
McNamara is my favorite character so any fic about her is good too! 🙏🙏
Did you know? Or did you forget? You can do whatever you want with your art. Put random scribbles wherever. Horizontal lines over your character. Add dots everywhere and on everything. Draw eyes different than the rest of the face. Change art styles halfway through. Cut and glue paper cutouts. Use paints and markers together. Use all the filters. Use photos on top to add texture.
You can do what you want. Like literally literally literally.
Add a rubber ducky in the corner for no reason, put text in different languages on the background, leave your handprints or wipe your fingers on the paper.
Go have fun now this stuff isn't meant to be stressful for you
Math problem
Heather McNamara:
Somehow ends up having a tea party with the kid and all their teddies and dolls and stuff [she secretly enjoys it]
Heather Duke:
Tells the kid to go take a nap or watch TV and then raids the parents' bookshelf and, in extreme cases, invites Veronica over to make out on the couch
Heather Chandler:
Makes the kid sleep and then searches around the place for the parents' wine or something
Veronica:
Watches cartoons with the kid but then she ends up falling asleep and the kid stays awake till past midnight watching TV
Stanley won the Tumblr sexyman contest? Alright, y'all know what this calls for, Stan angst! (Tw: sad animal content ahead)
Okay okay, so basically when Stan and Ford were kids, Stan found a little bird egg that had fallen from a tree , so of course him and Ford spend hours trying to get it back to the nest but in the end they ultimately fail to return it. Ford said it was probably a lost cause and to just leave it but Stan was resolute, he didn't want to give up on the little guy within, so he decided to take the egg home with him and try to keep it alive.
Him and Ford manage to sneak the egg in without their parents noticing, and Ford helps Stan get books from the library (Stan is banned from all near libraries) to learn how to care for the egg. Stan spends all of his time caring for the little egg and trying to keep it a secret from his parents so that they don't take it away, he even made up all sorts of excuses to skip school so that he could stay home with the egg.
Eventually the egg does manage to hatch and a gross little creature emerges, a tiny baby bird. Stan is the most excited little kid as he hears the egg start to crack, watching with wide eyes as the shell falls apart, his hands gripping the side of his dresser as he peers over into the box, completely silent as the little bird starts trying to chirp.
He's amazed, his heart melts as he finally sees the creature he spent so long caring for, the little baby he helped bring into the world. His melted heart is replaced by pride, he was successful! He actually did it! He couldn't wait to show Ford when he got back from school!
Stan's usually ungraceful hands made careful, almost calculated, movements to grab the box, slipping it off the dresser and setting it down in his lap as he rests upon the floor. His eyes are filled with stars as he picks up the baby bird, delicately craddling the smallest creature he'd ever seen. He decided he'd name it Shark because of it's bluish grey colour.
Stan spends hours just watching the little bird, trying his best to entertain it and teach it things.
Just as he's reading one of his favourite comics to the little bird, his dad barges into the room, his eyes quickly falling on the little bird that Stan holds. He demands to know where Stan got the disgusting little varmint, saying Stan needs to get rid of it.
Stan rushes to try and explain but it's to no avail, his father refuses to let him keep Shark, so Stan asks if his father will help him return Shark to the nest it had fallen from. His father says no, he tells Stan that once a human has touched a bird the other birds will never take it back, that Stan's little pet would be left to die in the wild, he calls Stan stupid for ever thinking that would work and instructs Stan to take the bird outside and dispose of it. Stan begs his father not to make him, he begs and cries and tries to shield the little bird in his hands from the outside world, but his father insists, Shark has to go.
His father drags him outside and hands him a stone, then tells him to be a man and finish what he'd started.
Stan would never forget that day, after that moment he decided he'd never care for something the same way again, he decided caring for something that much wasn't worth the effort, it would only ever break his heart. At least he still had Ford, at least once his brother was home he'd have arms to cry in.
the grind never stops