[nosantaclaus]

𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝚄𝙺𝙴: 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙿𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝙹𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚜. 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚑.

　　　⠀༝　ᵖʳⁱᵛᵃᵗᵉ ʷʳⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵇˡᵒᵍ ᶠᵒʳ 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒖𝒌𝒆 ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ 𝟙̽𝟡̽𝟠̽𝟠̽ ᶠⁱˡᵐ heathers &. ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵒᶠᶠ⁻ᵇʳᵒᵃᵈʷᵃʸ ᵐᵘˢⁱᶜᵃˡ ᵃᵈᵃᵖᵗᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ !!! (by koda, 20+, she/her) RULES.

**** ᴾᴵᴺᵀᴱᴿᴱᔆᵀ˒ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴸᴵᔆᵀ˒ ⱽᴱᴿᔆᴱᔆ ———— TBA.

[nosantaclaus]

pov heather takes u on a date to a video store 🫦

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　　❛ what exactly do you think you're doing, holden caulfield? ❜ nose scrunches in disgust at the sight of him: heather's described JD to be a grease ball & a freak with him definitely in earshot, so what's the difference in saying it to his face? plus, him entering the girl's restrooms, even if they're empty, felt like it gave heather a right to be rude. ❛ veronica isn't here, so you can scurry off back to your cave. ❜ @fleurschaus——

[nosantaclaus]

　　 eyebrows raise at the sight of her faux-leather bag being carried dutifully to her by the six-foot-something giant. perfect, shining black hair is tucked behind a jewelled ear before she expresses her gratitude while looking through each pocket of the bag. thankfully, everything is in there, and heather holds her chest to breathe a sigh of relief. ❛ thank you, so much. (green eyes look up to him, beaming with joy. if she lost her bag ontop of the shit week she's been having, she probably would've had a mental breakdown on the side of the street.) i really appreciate it. didn't think i would get mugged at 1pm but, here we are. ❜ @kryptonien——

[nosantaclaus]

OK STARTER CALL ......

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　　days blend into one so quickly here, she thinks. she can hardly remember what day of the week it is  ———— heather is just trying to focus on making her last pack of reds last. she goes to light one before she notices a familiar, yet not so friendly face passing down the street. it's been so long, of course, heather doesn't quite think veronica has noticed her yet. her mouth is slightly open, eyes trying to focus on her face. she looks different. heather can only assume she does too, or atleast, she hopes she does. surely, leaving sherwood, ohio would have a good effect on a person. well, there she stands: what will you say to her? mouth goes to speak before her brain does, and— ❛ veronica sawyer? what the fuck are you doing in massachusetts? ❜ @09011989——

[mcflymemes]

AS SAID BY VAX'ILDAN *  assorted dialogue from the critical role: vox machina campaign as performed by liam o'brien, adjust as necessary

i'm killing someone. hold please.

in the darkness, i say fuck.

begin again.

i don't want to be alone tonight.

are you awake?

i don't know if it's the food you made, or the fact that we're going to die tomorrow, but i want to kiss you.

you're a sight for sore eyes.

it's really good to see you on your feet.

you can make your own assumptions.

come on, i'm tense. let's go.

if you'll have me, i'm yours. if you don't want me, i'll understand. that's all there is to say.

you know i'm in love with you, right?

don't you even dare.

[name]! i can't get out of this closet!

i was never that far away.

i will be less handsome with one ear. i'm just saying.

make sure you grab your dignity as well.

i want to ransack the joint.

every good story needs a start.

you can't walk off in the middle of a game of hide and seek again. i've been in a barrel for an hour! i fell asleep in there!

i just woke up in a barrel! i don't even know what time it is!

fuck him up, babe!

punch me in the face! punch me in the face right now!

hey beautiful. let's get the fuck out of here.

you know the way you turn into animals and stuff is really cool.

your hair looks like shit. sit down.

i'm proud of you.

you've always been stronger than me. i need you to keep doing that.

give me my boots! you give me my damn boots!

what the fuck do we have in this world except for moments with each other?

i wore a mask for a long time where i grew up. and i'm not going to do that anymore.

do not go far from me.

i don't know how to do anything without you.

you are a hero.

get the fuck out of here! get out!

move on! now!

i will gut you like a fish and take your innards out your mouth.

so many things that i reach for in this life, it slipped through my fingers.

i've gone and painted myself into a corner. and i can't anymore.

that's an easy promise to make.

you have such loneliness in your eyes.

no fear.

everybody back to chicken town.

i'm stabbing! i'm stabbing!

i'm gonna go check out the shiny thing.

we're tired. i was not kidding before. we really are lucky to be alive.

i'm looking to pick up where i left off.

i don't think i'd be standing here without your help.

it's dangerous. you could die at any given day. so could i.

are you really interested in this?

tell me your name again.

come back when you're ready.

i've changed my outlook on life because of you.

what the fuck are you talking about? of course we love you.

i am so very proud of you and so grateful for everything you gave to me.

you are going to be a strong leader, and a wise leader.

i'll never be that far away.

my brothers. i love you.

i'll see all of you again.

i charge you to take good care of my sister.

thank you for trying.

you did everything.

you showed me the way.

you taught me purpose.

i know i will see you again.

be there for them. you're the light in all our lives.

i never had a greater friend than you.

i know that it is hard. and i am sorry.

i will never stop loving you.

how lucky i have been to have all of you. how lucky indeed. thank you.

this is all besides the point. we have a god to kill!

putting in on a little thick, don't you think?

there is so much to talk about. when can we be alone?

i'm good on my word. and you are a good friend.

what can i do to help?

gosh, you guys are good looking.

that was a close one.

everybody's very attractive up here.

we have known each other a long time.

i have a lot of love for you.

i just feel i need to be honest with you.

there's no question you and i have danced around a bit for the past few years.

i am in love with someone i don't think loves me.

you are a beautiful arcane bastard.

[09011989]

my best friend ever!!!!!! god, veronica can’t stand her. she can practically hear her own eyes rolling back into her skull. her willingness to always help, to always be compliant has become a genuine issue: a means of anyone pulling from her endless desire to please as long as they ask nicely enough. maybe heather chandler’s death was a sign. that if veronica were stretched too thin, she would snap. “ i don’t want any part in that, thanks. ”

“ besides, i don’t really think j.d. is interested in helping you out. ” a vapid excuse, she’s aware. heather duke doesn’t give a shit what j.d. thinks. but she needs something to lean back on, something to remove the veronica factor from the conversation.

“ and i’m really not interested. ” mouth remains taut, arms cradled around her chest. and jesus, she really needs to work on balancing out the severity of her expression. “ i’m sure you can find someone else — anyone, really — to help you execute your genius plan. ”

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　　❛ come on, veronica. stop being a — uhhhh....... not open minded individual ! ❜ lips form a perfect smile, perpetually glossed with a cherry tinge which plagues her mouth every time she licks her lips. FROM FIRST GLANCE SHE LOOKS SWEET ———— she thinks she's being so nice in this moment. she can't hear herself when she talks and it's clear in the way she's looking at veronica; like she owes her a lifetimes worth of debt. heather lets out a dry, short snicker before continuing. ❛ there could be something in it for you. something real nice. ❜

　　she has to bargain: it's who she is. if it doesn't go her way, she'll get mad, although it seems like veronica truly couldn't care less, a fact that irks her to the core. [WHEN I SPEAK, YOU LISTEN. ALL OF YOU DO. I'M BETTER THAN YOU IN EVERY CONCEIVABLE WAY. WHEN I SPEAK, YOU SHOULD KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I'M THINKING! SPEAK MY LANGUAGE OR DON'T SPEAK AT ALL.]

　　heather pushes hair off her shoulder and glances into veronica's locker, clad with posters that probably haven't been changed out since freshman year. eyebrows raise and lips curl before she drags her eyes (perfectly laden with mascara) back onto the girl ahead. ❛ don't act like you don't wanna see ram's head on a spike. i see it every time you look at him. you hate him, veronica ! stop pretending. you know i can pay you back, in any way you like. ❜

[nosantaclaus]

the red nails ... the red room decor its literally heather ......

[junkfoodcinemas]

Mikey Madison as Anora Mikheeva in ANORA (2024) dir. Sean Baker

[nosantaclaus]

heather duke was a semi-normal girl before she met heather chandler. naturally gorgeous, thin, with a smile plastered onto her face before she ever had the chance to frown. she grew up coddled by her father's money and her mother's plastic love. she liked to knit, watch tv, read books. she studied hard early in the mornings and til late at night. heather didn't get out much but that didn't stop her from being popular and adored. it took a few months of heather chandler's reign until heather duke started to bark more, bite less (literally). she stopped caring for her studies, focused more on getting cute clothes, throwing parties.

heather was bullimic by the age of 16. not that that would have to do with anyone else — she always considered her face to be a little less symmetrical, her nose a little too big, her eyebags too puffy. she couldn't see the pretty girl beneath after having dealt with heather chandler for so long. stopped wearing the colour red even though it had been her favourite since forever. still salty about how she didn't get to wear red on her birthday like she did every other year that passed — she starts becoming sick of the colour green. the sight of it makes her feel quite somber in adulthood anyway.

heather becomes severely depressed. the girls didnt see her once during the summer of 88, didn't pick up the phone, nothing. during the events of the film/show, she is literally a black hole of a girl. her entire personality is a facade, she is not who she is, she is playing a role etc. & she doesn't play this role well: but nobody around her cared to notice.

important note: (somewhat shamefully) i love the musical, i love the songs, i love all the portrayals of heather duke, but i'll tend to characterise her a bit more closely to the film & alice lee's performance. the caricatures are obviously what make heathers such a cult classic but she is a real human being & she is just an annoying teenage brat. there's a sweetheart in there though, you just have to dig super deep.

so she takes part in all the extracurriculars she needs to to get into college, and she does. heather graduates from westerburg and then goes to NYU studying business, just like her father. she spends the four years bored and lonely with little friends because of her repulsive, horrid personality. she is not aware that she is a cunt.

she then gets into harvard law, and slowly as the years go by she becomes more and more estranged from her family as she starts to realise how disconnected she is from them, how they provide nothing of substance to her life other than money, and starts celebrating thanksgiving, christmas, and every other holiday by herself. she is lonely and has no friends or family. considers killing herself, writes a letter, doesn't go through with it.

takes up smoking. starts taking drugs. nothing works, nothing stops her from wanting to scratch her skin off, crawl into someone else and start fresh.

starts trying to sort herself out. works (at a diner near her university) for the first time in her life. goes to therapy, starts trying to be a nicer person. she will snap & be rude, but she is trying to be better.

[nosantaclaus]

I HAVE IDEAS WAIT .

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Ship?

fine ... Fine. If i have to. like whatever ok. fine but only if you insist like. okay fine