#barbra cook

[nycbirdenby]

Happy Carrie the Musical 1988 Stratford opening night!!!!!!!

Even if it was delayed and didn't actually open then it's still very exciting!!!

It's been 36 years of Carrie the Musical and 2 years of the master cut!

This musical means so much to me and I'm so glad that it's so easily available online.

I highly recommend watching the master cut if you haven't already!

#carrie the musical #carrie 1988 #carrie stratford #linzi hatley #barbra cook #sally ann triplet #darlene love #micheal gore #larry cohen #dean pitchford #Charlotte d'amboise

[mystically-michaela]

Fourteen Days of Love! 💕♥️❤️❣️💓💛💜💗💝💖💞💚💙🧡 Part 2: The Musical 🎶🎵

Day 11

This year instead of ships I decided to do love songs.

"Till There Was You" from the Broadway musical The Music Man. Here are different versions that I like.

#shirley jones #barbra cook #robert preston #katherine jenkins #christina perri #love songs #valentine's day #Youtube

[thatthirdtriplet]

Relationships:

Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Duke Thomas & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne Batfamily Members & Stephanie Brown Tim Drake & Barbara Gordon Tim Drake & Teen Titans

Characters:

Alfred Pennyworth Bruce Wayne Barbara Gordon Dick Grayson duke Thomas Damian Wayne Cassandra Cain Jason Todd Tim Drake Stephanie Brown raven (Teen Titans) Garfield Logan Cassie Sandsmark Kon-El | Conner Kent Bart Allen Jaime Reyes Tam Fox

Additional Tags:

Batfamily (DCU) Domestic Batfamily (DCU) Crack Tim Drake Can Cook that needs to be a tag Why isn't it a tag?

Summary:

It’s a common assumption every Batfamily member has that Tim Drake can’t cook.

How do they know this for sure? Let's take a look at Bruce Wayne.

#tim drake #dick grayson #bruce wayne #jason todd #damian wayne #alfred pennyworth #cassandra cain #barbra gordon #stephanie brown #duke thomas #garfield logan #raven #cassie sandsmark #kon el kent #conner kent #bart allen #jaime reyes #tam fox #Can He Cook?

[harleykeener]

Ill Weeds Grow Apace

In Gotham and Blüdhaven, holidays are not a time for joy. In Gotham and Blüdhaven, one year after Batman’s public unmasking, the holidays find four watchful protectors realizing that no time of peace lasts forever.

#This is such a wonderful and realistic depiction of post arkham knight Jason being slowly reintroduced to the fam #and dealing with just the fuckin bucket loads of trust #issues and trauma and what happens when Bruce Batmans all over it #Jason Todd #Arkham knight #Tim drake #dick Grayson #this is the only time I like Arkham Tim #barbra gordon #dc #arkham verse #Jason: I’m so fucking traumatised #dick babs & Tim: we know this and love u #Jason : sounds fake #alfred: cooking is my love language here eat this

[hunterofartemis7]

(This is based of a vidoe I saw years ago and thought was funny?

Raven: someone wanna tell me why my BF and his brother are handcuffed to each other?

Dick: oh hey Rae. So Damian and Tim wouldn’t stop fighting so as punishment, we handcuffed them together

Raven: can’t they easily get out of them?

Jason: normal handcuffs, yes. Specifically designed handcuffs that wound come off till they say 5 nice things about each other, no

Raven: they have to say 5 nice things about each other?

Jason: yep

Raven:……..you know those handcuffs will never come off right?

Dick: hey one of them will give up eventually and the other will follow

Raven; and how long have they been handcuffed?

Bruce: two days..🙄

Raven:….can I please intervene?

Jason: define intervene?

Raven: get them to start saying nice things

Barbra: if you think you can go ahead.

Raven: *walks up to Dami*

Damian: *trying to read while Tim tries to do anything else*

Raven: Dami~

Damian: *looks up* yes beloved?

Raven: I want cuddles🥺

Tim: *looks up from the floor* good luck. Gonna be hard with us handcuffed like this.

Damian: *smacks him* shut up Drake

Raven: please🥺 we haven’t cuddled in days

Damian: I know Beloved and I’m sorry for that. If Grayson hadn’t put these stupid cuffs on us we would be cuddling

Raven: can’t you do something to get them off?🥺

Damian:…*sighs* fine I give in!

Dick: *whispers* oh she’s good

Tim: say what now?

Damian: I give in. Drake…you..are a pretty decent detective

Tim: ..ok we’re doing this ummm…You’re a really good cook

Jason; oh please tell me your recording this?!

Dick: obviously

Damian: your fighting technique is adequate compared to Todd’s

Jason: was that a compliment?

Barbra: I’ll count it

Tim: your art is the best I’ve ever seen

Damian: *mind* this is so stupid. *out-loud* it is.. impressive how hard you work on some cases

Tim: you..make really good garlic bread

Dick: TRY HARDER!

Tim: fine fine! I enjoy your company while on patrol.

Damian: your taste in reading material is better than I thought it was

Tim: your a really good BF to raven

Jason: is it me or is Tim trying harder than Damian?

Bruce: no, he is

Damian; you, somehow, make Connor very happy and I’m thankful for that. He deserves it

Tim: your actually a really good brother

*cuffs fall off*

Jason: about time!

Damian: Tt. *picks up Raven and Carries her to their room for cuddles*

Dick : okay new rule, anytime we have a problem with Damian we call raven

Jason: agreed

#damian x raven #damirae #raven dc #raven roth #raven teen titans #damian wayne #jason todd #robin damian #tim drake #dick grayson #bruce wayne #barbara gordon

[chysflo]

Jealousy Jealousy

Hey guys! this is literally my first ever fan fiction. Please let me know your thoughts and if you want a chapter 2 let me know and I will happily do so!! thinking of adding smut for chapter 2 so if this does well I will add it!

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The first thing you do when you walk into Abbott is head straight for the coffee pot. You've been working there for a little under a year now and despite not feeling like fitting in at first you surprisingly made fast friends with Melissa and Barbra, earning yourself a seat at their table. Melissa was wary of you when she heard about a new young teacher but you won her over quickly with your dedication to your job and the way you genuinely care for the children.

One day you had forgotten your lunch and she shared some of her food with you. It was the best thing you've ever had in your life. She learned over your pitiful attempts of the lunches you brought that you have no idea how to cook so naturally Saturday night cooking lessons became regular. 

You started to fall fast for the older woman. How could you not? She was the most beautiful person you've ever seen. Her passion and quick wit charmed you immediately. You shoved those feelings down fast and hard as to not wanting to ruin your friendship although it was becoming increasingly harder everyday.

Entering the breakroom you saw Melissa pouring two cups of coffee and as you walked over she extended her arm and silently handed you a cup.

“Thank you. You know me so well.” you quietly say slowly bring the cup to your mouth while taking a large sip.

“Anytime.” She smiles and pats your arm gently before sitting down. The affection she gave you wasn’t new by any means but every gentle touch you two shared made you feel giddy. You were just about to join her when an unfamiliar face walked in.

“Perfect right on time! Everyone, this is the new sub filling in for the week.” Ava spoke walking in directly behind the new girl.

“I'm Jacob! Thanks for coming in to fill in for Janine. What's your name?”

“Sarah. It's a pleasure to be here.” she smiled sweetly. She looked over at you, looking up and down and her smile grew. “What's your name honey?” She spoke while inching closer to you.

“Y/N L/N. '' You replied stiffly while looking at her, completely unaware of Melissa's shift in demeanor and the way her eyes immediately began to stare holes in Sarah's head.

“Well Y/N I would love it if you could show me around and help me find my classroom.”

“Sure.. no problem” you stuttered out not wanting to seem rude to the new face. 

“Thanks a bunch. You're a real sweetheart.” she slowly put her hand on your arm where Melissa had previously touched you. It made you jump slightly. You looked over at the red head who quickly averted her gaze and busied herself with her phone.

You frown at the thought of not being able to enjoy your time with Melissa this morning but make good on your deal and quickly left the breakroom. You walk her to where Janines classroom is in an uncomfortable silence.

“You'll be in here. I'm just down the hall so let me know if you need anything.” you force out in an attempt to be polite.

“Is that so? Well I will definitely be seeing you later then.” she winks and turns into the room to set up.

You don't see Melissa just a few doors down looking over with her hands in fists as she quickly tucks away into her room to start her day as well.

Lunch comes quickly and you file away back to the breakroom desperate for another cup of coffee to make it through your day. You spot Melissa and smile softly at her as she puts another coffee cup right on the table by your seat along with food she appears to have brought for you. You feel relief as you are about to make your way over to her once again when a hand harshly touches your shoulder.

“So Y/N, I was wondering if you wanted to grab lunch together. I'm new to the area and don't know where anything good is yet.” Sarah speaks up behind you.

“There is a great sandwich spot just around the corner on the right you can go to. I'm going to eat here though. Teachers salary and all doesn't really let me eat out for lunch.” You reply as nice as possible, turning to her hoping she gets the hint.

“My treat then!” she retorts and wraps her arm around your shoulders practically pulling you out of the room before you can think of anything else to protest with. You don't get to see the way Melissa fills with rage as she packs up her food for you, throwing it in the fridge and slamming it in anger. You don't get to see the way she drops in her seat staring at where you once were standing simmering with anger.

“Melissa you've got to calm down” Barbra sighs, patting her best friend's arm.

“Im perfectly calm Barb. I have no idea what you are talking about.” she practically snaps.

“Melissa it doesn't seem like Y/N had much of a choice in the matter. It's also certainly not Sarah's fault for taking a liking to her and making a move seeing how you have yet to. Y/N isn't doing anything wrong seeing as she doesnt know how you feel.”

“I don't know what you mean. We are just friends.” Melissa replies still staring at the door you walked out of moments ago.

“Try looking at me and say that then.” Barbra replies gently as to not scare her friend off or worse have her shut down the conversation before she can help her see clearly.

Melissa sighs and looks over, anger completely replaced with vulnerability. “There's no way she would ever feel the same. I'm twice her age. Maybe she should be with someone like Sarah. Someone her age that she can relate to.”

“That's nonsense Melissa. You two get along better than anybody. As for age I dont think thats a thing that's ever even crossed Y/Ns mind. Have you seen the way she looks at you? You'd have to be blind to not see the way she cares for you.”

“And if we are wrong? I can't lose her Barb, I just can't.” she replies softly folding her hands together looking down.

“You won't lose her. I doubt you could ever make her want to be apart from you. You never know unless you open up and try.” 

“Okay.” She gives in. “I'll see what I can do.” 

The day finishes quickly and you are packing up for the day. All the children have gone home and you are about to find Melissa and Barbra to walk out with them as usual when there is a knock on your door. You smile expecting to see Melissa ready to leave with you but it's Sarah at your door instead.

“Hey thanks for taking me out to lunch today. I had a really great time.”

“No worries. I hope you have a good day.” You reply in all hopes of getting out of this situation fast and catch up to your friends.

You don't hear as Melissa begins to approach your classroom to come grab you. She stops at the sight of Sarah and listens in.

“Hey before you go I was wondering if you'd like to go out saturday. Maybe instead of showing me around the school you could show me around more of the area too.”

Saturdays are reserved for you and Melissa. You knew that and there was no chance of you missing out of spending that time together. 

Melissa didn't have the heart to listen to your answer. Didn't have the strength to hear you say yes on the day you shared together. You see a flash of red walking past fast. You knew it was her instantly and quickly spit out “That would be lovely but I have plans. I'm sorry I hope your first day was good.” You brush past Sarah and start to follow Melissa into the parking lot not even bothering to listen to her reply.

You finally catch up to her as she is opening her car door.

“Melissa hey what's the rush? Is everything okay?” you say in concern as you notice how upset she looks.

“Everything is fine.” She spits out with venom in her voice. You recoil slightly at the harsh tone. “Why don't you go back to your new girlfriend? Forget about me like you have all day.”

“New girlfriend? Mel what are you talking about?” confused you rush out “ I'm sorry about today I just-”

“Just forget it, Y/N. I know when I'm no longer wanted. Why be with me when you could have someone like her” she replies before she even has a chance to realize what she says. “Fuck I mean. Nevermind.” She rushes out flustered and slams her car door peeling away before you even have a chance to process what just happened.

You stand there for a while until it dawns on you what she just admitted. She was jealous. She was jealous and an idiot. You were falling for an idiot. You quickly get in your car and follow her. You needed to clear this up immediately. 

You pulled into her driveway and practically ran to her front door. You knocked and knocked and knocked until she answered. She couldn't have been home for long as she was still wearing her badge and her shoes were still on. 

“She's not my girlfriend” you rush out. “If you had stayed around to listen you would have heard me turn her down. I will turn everyone who asks me out down. You wanna know why?”

“Why?” She snaps back at you. Her anger clearly has not faded away just yet.

“Because the only one I want is you. I've only ever wanted you” you say staring into her eyes. 

It must click in her head then because her gaze softens and she steps closer to you. “Even if I'm older than you?” she asks shyly.

“I just want you. All of you. Exactly as you are. That is if you want me too?”

She doesn't reply, she instead puts her hands on your cheeks looking into your eyes for any sign of hesitation. After finding none she closes the gap. You sigh into the kiss as you finally feel her lips against hers and you wrap your arms around her. 

You didn't feel fireworks or anything like that. Instead it felt like coming home.

Her tongue licked at your bottom lip and you opened your mouth to let her in moaning at the contact. The kiss became more frantic then. Your hands found their way into her hair and tangled themselves there. You both stumbled your way inside kicking the door closed behind you. The next thing you knew you were pressed down into her couch as she climbed on top of you. You took the opportunity to nip at her bottom lip and pulled slightly with your teeth ushering a hiss of pleasure out of her.

She pulled away and looked down at you. “I should have told you how I felt a long time ago. Imagine how much sooner we could have been doing this.” 

“We have all the time in the world now though don't we” you smile. “Besides, I like the way things went. You're hot when you're jealous.”

“Oh? Is that so?” smirking she lowered herself down again and to kiss you more. Softer this time. as if finally realizing you weren't going anywhere now that she had you.

After pulling away again she laid her head on your chest and looked up into your eyes. “I suppose you are mine then now huh?” 

“As if I could ever be anyone else's” you laughed and she couldn't help but laugh alongside you. 

You were finally home. 

#melissa schemmenti #melissa schemmenti x reader #abbott elementary #melissa schemmenti x you

[johannestevans]

Yentl: A Trans Man Studying Talmud is Distracted by Gay Thoughts

Yentl (1983, dir. Barbra Streisand) and Yentl the Yeshiva Boy by Isaac Bashevis Singer.

Any of us would be distracted from study by Mandy Patinkin. Via IMDb.

It’s a sad thing, hearing cisgender people talk about Yentl — especially the short story — and think they understand it, that they’re getting everything from it, while at the same time, they can’t conceive that transgender people even exist.

It’s a strangely joyful short story to read as a trans man, as sad and complex as it is, and the film has a similar bittersweet warmth to it.

“Yentl — you have the soul of a man.” “So why was I born a woman?” “Even Heaven makes mistakes.”

From Yentl the Yeshiva Boy, by Isaac Bashevis Singer

At the beginning of Yentl (1983), we see Barbra Streisand as the titular Yentl walking around in Yanev, ostensibly to buy groceries — including a fish — for dinner. She’s bored and distracted as the other women discuss how to study a fresh fish or how to distinguish between the different types — the bookseller is coming through town, calling out that he has novels and picture books for women and sacred books for men.

Yentl approaches the bookseller and surreptitiously takes one book from the men’s shelf, a book exploring the mysticism of creation and the similar mysticism of language that was being discussed by some yeshiva students a moment ago, and the bookseller interrupts her — “You’re in the wrong place, Miss. Books for women are over there.”

He tells her it’s the Law that women can’t study such books; she retorts, “Where is it written?”; he says, “Never mind where: it’s a Law.”

She says the book is for her father, Reb Mendel, and the bookseller finally relents, whereupon she goes home and reads the book herself.

Mendel is a widower, and although he scolds Yentl gently for not being an adept cook and tells her that studying is for men and not for women, he studies with her anyway and teaches her — it makes Yentl the subject of gossip in town, with one of Reb Mendel’s students remarking that his father says a woman who studies Talmud is a demon — it doesn’t help that Yentl is unmarried.

From the short story:

But Yentl didn’t want to get married. Inside her, a voice repeated over and over: “No!” What becomes of a girl when the wedding’s over? Right away she starts bearing and rearing. And her mother-in-law lords it over her. Yentl knew she wasn’t cut out for a woman’s life. She couldn’t sew, she couldn’t knit. She let the food burn and the milk boil over; her Sabbath pudding never turned out right, and her challah dough didn’t rise. Yentl much preferred men’s activities to women’s.

From Yentl the Yeshiva Boy, by Isaac Bashevis Singer

As a trans man, I’m always keenly aware of the things many of us cite in childhood of the first things we knew weren’t right for us and the things that were — Yentl has no skills that should be right for a woman, mentions that she cannot sew or knit or cook, and she prefers to study.

Many of us played with “boy’s toys” or took interest in “boy’s activities” instead of girl’s ones, wore “boy’s clothes” and did “boy things” — the label as to the boyishness or girlishness to most of these being arbitrary.

But Yentl’s first thought here is the rebellion in it — not only will she be forced to begin bearing children and raising them by the circumstances of her marriage, but she’ll be forced to submit to her mother-in-law’s will and orders.

In my experience as a trans man, cis men are rarely the biggest enforcers of the gender binary, nor the ones who most policed my incorrect or flawed gender expression as a child.

When cishet men do complain and correct gendered behaviour, it’s often to do with what they perceive as a desirable woman or girl being kept from them — their complaints are far more to do with dress or physical appearance because, to a cishet man, the first thing that matters in a woman is her sexual availability and her aesthetic value, particularly in regards to her sexual appeal.

Cishet women’s aggressive and virulent desire to correct what they feel are gender transgressions are more subtle than that and are far more about the deeper social value a woman holds — about her ability to cook and clean, to raise children, to exist in a space with other women, to manage the men in her life and to willingly submit to parenting adult men as if they’re also her children.

What would Yentl experience from her mother-in-law? Picks not just at her appearance but at her behaviour, her priority, and her thoughts. It’s not enough to perform gender correctly — they want you to internalise it and to be entirely beaten down with it.

All your thoughts as a cishet woman, especially in a traditional M/F marriage, should be about the men around you and their needs — sacrificing your own needs and desires should come naturally to you. A lot of cishet mothers will completely confidently say that sacrifice of the self, of personal identity, of privacy, of rest, is an integral part of motherhood, and they will become very angry at the idea that it isn’t, or that it shouldn’t be — pointing out that the same expectations are not made of fatherhood will if anything make them angrier, and they’ll say blandly that men and women are different, and refuse any further word about it.

Why are men and women different?

They just are.

Why do they have to be?

They just are.

There was no doubt about it, Yentl was unlike any of the girls in Yanev — tall, thin, bony, with small breasts and narrow hips. On Sabbath afternoons, when her father slept, she would dress up in his trousers, his fringed garment, his silk coat, his skullcap, his velvet hat, and study her reflection in the mirror. She looked like a dark, handsome young man. There was even a slight down on her upper lip.

From Yentl the Yeshiva Boy, by Isaac Bashevis Singer

Obviously, trans men and mascs’ gender shouldn’t be judged by the extent of their ability to pass, but a thing that I really like about this aspect of Singer’s short story is that it puts aside the argument of sex essentialism.

“Men and women are different, and you can tell they are different because they look different — if they were meant to be the same, why wouldn’t they look the same?”

And here, Yentl has the soul of a man, and his body is not wholly that of a woman’s and can easily be “disguised” as a man’s because it already has some men’s characteristics — tall, thin, bony, not much to the chest, without the wide, child-bearing hips people often want or expect of a cisgender woman. Once Yentl is dressed in the right clothes, she looks like a dark, handsome young man.

If men and women are truly so irrevocably different, if they are truly two sides of a wide binary with a great chasm between them, everyone would always be able to tell trans people and crossdressers and intersex people and anyone else outside or in-between from a line-up, and you can’t.

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#musings #yentl #barbra streisand #trans #trans man

[ixiot-ghostrebel]

La~La~la 🦇 anon here with a sagau idea!

I don't play genshin with sound on, I always have my headphones on and sing to some songs while I play witch got me thinking.....

What if reader started singing viva la vida/once upon a december or another song really well and it just so happened that they had characters who are really musical like venti Barbra and xinyan in their party?

It would start out really sweet like them complimenting their creators voice and vibing along, then turn into them trying to write songs that are more like our modern ones!

Venti accidentally inventing an acoustic ballad or smthn (I used almost all my spoons for the first half..)

xinyan making an unholy amalgamation of classic and rock

And Barbra trying out new scales while writing songs about the creator who has the voice of an angel and godly pitch

For a good idea of what I'm thinking try listening to, Viva La Vida (orchestral version) from annapantsu!

(Feel free to add )

OHOHOHOHOHO, 🦇 ANON YOU ARE COOKING.

I need to start crawling out of my hole and listen to the song you're recommending to me ASAP—holy cow, I live under a mountain at this rate (I'm like Azhdaha bro this is NOT good 😭 Watch me run with this blindly bc I keep FORGETTING to listen to the recommendations 🦇 Anon is sending me—)

I won't add any other characters, since the selection you have is already good!

Venti, Barbara, and Xinyan Wanna Jam, Too!

(Warning: Might be OOC!)

Venti

WISP BOI SHOOKETH. HE IS WHOOPING AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS. MONDSTADT IS GOING CRAZY WITH THIS BARD IN TOWN GOING AROUND ABOUT THE CREATOR—

All jokes aside, he's over the moon to know that about your singing and your song preference. I feel like Venti would try to make his version of the songs you sing :D

By the time you meet in person, man's hands down worshipping your singing like his LIFE depends on it.

"Oh, Your Grace! Please sing your songs for all of Mondstadt to enjoy!" You can hear the literal excitement practically radiating in his voice.

He's very stoked and will sing along if you do decide to sing. Watch him brag this to the other archons (cough Zhongli and Ei mainly cough)

Barbara

The moment she heard the Almighty Creator sing, she thought both you and Barbatos blessed her. I mean, the winds, carrying your voice, to her?!

She's utterly shocked. She doesn't know if she's worthy of hearing your voice—But Barbara loves your voice! Of course the Almighty Creator would have the best voice of all of Teyvat!

She once caught herself humming the song you were singing to previously in the Church of Barbatos. Barbara was so embarrassed because the others managed to catch her humming that strange tune.

When you came around, Barbara was immediately the first one to ask you to sing—albeit a little timidly.

"Y-Your Grace! Uhm...Is it possible if you allow us Nuns at the Church to...hear you sing? Of course, you don't have to agree! We can sing the song ourselves if you wish!" Barbara just really wants to let you know that Mondstadt worships and adores you.

She would definitely make a choir version of the songs you sing. Be prepared to be invited and no, you're insisted to come. By everyone. :)

Xinyan

The first moment she heard you jam, she was loving it! Utterly loves the genre of music she hears from you!

From where she grew up (Liyue), there were some people that were very picky with their taste in music and usually called her rock'n roll a ruckus. To hear you sing something without a care in the world to a song that doesn't really fit to the usual old geezer's standards was utterly refreshing!

Sometimes, when she's given the honor of the stage, she would perform some performances to you and perform a rock'n roll version of the songs you sing. She has a musician's ears after all, she would remember how the riffs go and remix them to fit her style.

When you arrive, you better go out and listen! Xinyan would absolutely credit you and (if your up to it) sing alongside you!

"Haha, Your Grace! You're here—wanna hear my rock'n roll version of your songs?" She's good at remixing, it's almost unfair—

Yeah, none of them realize any of the songs you sang weren't your creation. Good luck explaining to them :)

Ghost Rebel Side Notes: WHY AM I TAKE 3 ETERNITIES TO WRITE EVERYTHING SOBBING. WHERE IS MY MOTIVATION OFF RUNNING TO ISTG—

Ahem, anyways—I hope you guys liked it :D I'm currently facing a bit of a time crunch atm so my response to requests will be even slower than it already is :') Sorry about that. I hope you guys love this post, though!

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#genshin impact sagau #genshin sagau #self aware genshin #genshin self aware #sagau x reader #sagau #sagau genshin #yandere sagau #sagau brainrot #genshin cult au #sagau venti #sagau barbara #sagau xinyan #BRO BARBARA AND XINYAN HAVE NO SAGAU TAGS??? SOBBING

[queers-gambit]

Up and Out

prompt: ( requested ) while trying to help your boyfriend study for your upcoming history exam, his father comes home early, and shit hits the fan in the Hargrove house.

pairing: Billy Hargrove x female!reader

fandom masterlist: Stranger Things

word count: 4.1k

warnings: cursing, angst, dysfunctional families, Neil Hargrove, aggression, physical violence. proceed maturely 🖤

part two

"Baby, this shit isn't making sense anymore, the words are all jumbling together," Billy huffed, tossing his pencil down to the opened textbook on his desk. "Seriously, babe, what's the point?"

"The point is to graduate in a few weeks, Billy," I chuckled, closing the textbook on my lap with my pencil marking my place. "C'mon, it's our last exam before we can kick back for the summer. We get to lay in the sun, not do a damn thing, you can watch me in a bikini, huh?" He tilted his head back to peer at me through his lashes, a grin stretching across his face when I offered him a pointed look. "You gonna stare at me all evening or are you gonna at least try to focus? No bikini for you if you don't pass this exam."

"Oh, that's just cruel." He shook his head before sighing, "All right, c'mon, sweet girl, I'm hungry. Can't study on an empty stomach, can we?"

"No, we still have another two chapters to go over!"

Billy chuckled and stood form his seat to near me on his bed, either hand planting themselves beside my thighs as his head cocked. He smirked, "C'mon, baby, we need energy to study, right?" He leaned in to peck my lips. "Need energy for what we do when we're finished studying, hmm?"

I sighed with a playful roll of my eyes, "Yeah, okay, but maybe we should think about actually having dinner instead of a snack?" I glanced at the watch on his wrist, "It's almost 7:30, B."

Billy cocked his head, "I can take us out if you want?"

"No, sir," I giggled, pushing his chest so he was forced a step back; his spine straightening as I stood up from the bed. "Max is home, too. Growing young ladies need nutrients."

"Oh, so, you only care about Max, is it?" He teased, looking down at me as I stepped up to his chest. "I see how it is, pretty girl, mhm." His hands found security on both of my cheeks, right thumb sweeping over the apple of my cheek.

"No, I'm also concerned about bulking you up, pretty boy," I teased, poking his stomach and making him flinch slightly. I giggled when he couldn't help but smile, egging him on, "C'mon, it does me good. Means you can hold me up, huh?"

"You like that, don't you?" he grinned wolfishly. "When I fuck you against the wall, hmm?" His head descended to press a few open-mouthed kisses to my neck. "Where everyone can hear you getting wrecked? Hmm, baby? My naughty girl."

"Maybe," I shrugged with a knowing smile, lifting my hands to toy with the hair at the base of his skull, "but none the less, you'll need some protein, too. C'mon, maybe I'll even let you help me."

Billy scoffed and pulled up to look at me with confusion, "Me? In the kitchen? C'mon, sweet girl, I burn water. And I remember you kicking me out of the kitchen at Easter."

"Just do as I say and you can't go wrong," I laughed. "Promise, it might even be fun, and I kicked you out 'cause you kept sneaking cookies to my cousin, Juliet, instead of actually helping me."

"Hey, she deserved the cookies," Billy defended.

"You're a menace! She was hyped up the whole afternoon! Aunt Barbra was so pissed trying to wrangle her in."

"Yeah, but she had a major sugar crash, so, you're welcome." He sighed and looked at his watch, nodding, "All right, pretty girl, Neil and Susan aren't supposed to be back for another hour..."

"Perfect!" I chirped. "Plenty of time to cook, eat, and get back in here before they get home, right?"

Billy nodded, "All right, pretty girl. Fine, fine, let's go find something to eat."

"C'mon," I grinned, leaning on my toes to peck his lips and lace our hands together. Billy let me tug him into the kitchen and raid the fridge and pantry, eventually finding things to make a full dinner and once Billy approved, I got to work.

He even reached out to turn the radio knob, lowering the volume to a murmur around us.

Billy leaned against the counter, watching my every move with a small smile. "You cook often?" He wondered in earnest, moving for the fridge to pull a beer out.

"Billy," I warned, "we're still studying."

"Just one, princess," he smirked, "and we'll get back to schoolwork after, hmm? C'mon, one ain't nothing."

I sighed, waving him off, chopping the vegetables on the cutting board in front of me. "Mom works late a lot and Dad's not around as often, so, yeah, I cook pretty often," I shrugged like it didn't bother me. Truthfully, being the eldest sibling was a lot of work, but being the eldest daughter made me the second mother.

And it did bother me. It sometimes felt like I was forced to grow up too soon but dating Billy was something of a saving grace. He made it part of his personal mission to distract me from the turmoils of my home life, and in turn, I tried to do the same.

Harder to do with a father like Neil, but I tried my best. Sometimes, the most I could do is provide a bed for him to lay in with me. Maybe pull a hand through his hair after taking an alcohol-drenched cotton ball to the cut on his cheekbone; whispering about what you're gonna do after graduation. Together.

It was part of the reason you were adamant on studying so hard. Billy had a hard time saying no to you, so, when you showed up that day and insisted you cram before tomorrow's exam, he agreed. Billy wasn't a fan of school but he wasn't about to fail and repeat; actually putting forth some effort into the last exam of the year to ensure his diploma.

From there, you might've been juggling a few ideas of moving to California but since Billy and Max started working on repairing their relationship, he's vocalized to me his hesitation to leave her behind. He also worried that if he left, Neil would turn on Susan - like he did to Billy's mother. Naturally, you understood and figured hanging around Hawkins until Max was a bit older, or until she graduated, wouldn't be the complete end of the world.

Might even give you time to see your younger siblings graduate, too.

Billy's chest then pressed to my back as his arms came around me, nuzzling his nose into my cheek before pressing a kiss. "Can always cook for me if you want," he smirked, trying to get my mind off my younger siblings and parents. "Mmh, something about seeing you all domestic does something to me, baby. God damn."

I chuckled, "You're impossible. And too horny for your own good."

"Can you blame me?" he purred. "You're so damn sexy, ma," his nose nuzzled the skin in front of my ear, forcing a shiver down my spine, "feel how hard I am right now - just from watching you - 'cause you're so fucking sexy."

I couldn't help the outpour of laughter as Billy's arm tightened, rocking us side-to-side as his lips peppered a few kisses over your cheek and neck. "You're impossible," I chuckled.

"I'm in love," he purred, "with my perfect, sweet girl."

"Gross," Max complained as she rounded into the kitchen with a binder in her arms. "Can you maybe not do that where the food is?"

I chuckled and nudged Billy back, but he only pivoted to lean on the counter beside where I was working. "Sorry, Max," I smiled back at her. "Are you hungry, babes?"

"Starving," she nodded with a small smile, brows furrowing as she strained to look at what I was doing. "Since when do you cook?"

I shook my head with a smile, "Since forever. Just never cooked for you guys."

"So... Does that mean you're too busy to look at my essay?"

"Oooh, what's the topic?"

"Shove off, Max, we're busy," Billy sighed.

"Uh," I snapped, glaring up at Billy, "you wanna try that again?"

He sighed, "Yeah, uh... How about she takes a look after dinner?" Billy directed at Max, who fought down a smirk and instead, nodded before taking a seat at the table.

"Better," I smirked at him. "Can you do me a favor, please?"

Billy perked a brow and cocked his head, ready to refuse, when I pouted my lower lip at him. "Oh, that's not fair," he complained.

"I just need you to watch the stove for a second, I have to pee," I chuckled, wiping my hands on a tea towel.

"Oh, so, you want to burn our house down," Max nodded, going over her essay at the table but being unable to resist poking at her brother. Something went down last fall because since then, he wasn't as wound tight and they seemingly had something of a brittle relationship but it was mending by the day.

"I have complete faith you'll keep everything from burning, just gotta give everything a stir every so often, okay?" I smiled at Billy, holding myself steady on his waist to lean on my toes and kiss him. "Be thankful I haven't wrangled you into an apron yet, huh?"

"I would pay you every cent in my name to witness that," Max laughed, earning a glare from Billy when I couldn't help but giggle some.

"Oh, fuck off," he snipped at Max, turning to stir the contents sizzling on the stove. "You're gonna be her victim when she wants to bake. See you in an apron then."

"Wow, don't wanna bake with your girlfriend, Billy?" Max hissed, crossing her arms as I left the kitchen to the sounds of their banter. "Pretty sure that's illegal."

I didn't realize in the minutes it took to pee and wash my hands, the entire house would fill with an unavoidable tension as Susan and Neil arrived home early.

It was eerily quiet when I made it back to the kitchen, eyes widening when Susan was seen in the dining room, holding Max to her chest, tears in both of their eyes as they glared into the kitchen.

"Neil, please, it's fine!" Susan tried, glancing at me.

"They were just studying!" Max chimed in, seemingly coming to Billy's defense. "The whole time, out here!"

"Holy shit," I whispered in shock when Neil was crowding Billy back into the corner counters.

"What did you just say to me?" Neil leered at Billy, whose eyes met mine and panic consumed his face. I jumped when Neil's palm flattened across his cheek, snarling, "Look at me when I'm talking to you, boy!"

"Woah, woah, hey," I made my presence known, ignoring the way Billy glared at me suddenly. "Uh, Mr. Hargrove, um, let's just - why don't we all just take a step back? H-How was the movie?"

I heard Max whisper my name but my sight was on Neil Hargrove, hands held up as if he was a cagey animal. His glare turned from Billy to me, hands slowly loosening their hold on the front of Billy's shirt. "Well, well," he tisked, "look who's here."

"Why don't we all just take a step back, Mr. Hargrove, all right?"

"You tellin' me what to do in my own house, girl?" He spat, eyes narrowing and lips curled in a snarl.

"No, Dad, she's not," Billy stepped in, earning Neil's heavy glare once more. "Okay, leave her outta this, Dad, she's gonna keep her mouth shut, okay? This is between you and me."

Max was trying to wave me over from under her mother's arms but I couldn't move yet - not when Billy was right in the line of fire. Neil nodded, "Yeah, you're right. It is between you and me - us men, right? Hey? But it seems you just don't listen, do you? Got a real hard head, isn't it, boy?"

I gulped when Billy shook his head, "No. What're you - "

"Don't talk back to me!" Neil yelled in Billy's face; veins in his neck bulging and skin turning red from his anger. "I'm outta ways to teach you your lessons, but you just gave me a new idea."

"Dad - "

"If you won't listen to my words, you'll listen to her scream," Neil shoved Billy back into the counter, forcing him to lose part of his balance; several plates shattering over the floor as Neil's boots cracked over them. My eyes widened when Neil made a beeline for me, his longer strides bringing him in front of me in nanoseconds. It didn't leave enough time for me to get out of the way, and the speed of which my feet backed me up wasn't fast enough.

The moment Neil started for me, it caused the entire house to erupt in chaos with Susan and Max yelling at Neil, the man's hands fisting the front of my shirt to push me back into the wall, and Billy surging towards his father.

When my back met the wall and felt Neil's fists charge into my chest hard enough to bruise, his grip was almost instantly ripped away as Billy was using the man's momentum to push him away from me via the side.

"Oh, my God," I gasped when Billy pushed his father hard enough into the opposite wall that a few picture frames fell. "Billy - "

"Don't you ever put your hands on her again, you hear me?" Billy seethed in Neil's face; his grip like iron to keep his father in place. "Don't you even look at her - don't talk to her - you don't even think about her, you get me? Or you and I are gonna have some serious fucking problems."

"Billy," Susan called tearfully.

"You can take your anger out on me, that's fine - I can fucking take it," Billy growled, shoving his father into the wall again. Another frame shattered to the floor of the hallway. "But you ever even so much as look at her - let alone touch her again? I'll fucking kill you. Hear me? I'll fucking kill you."

"Billy," I tried this time, unsure if I should approach him or not. "Baby, c'mon, let him go. We can get outta here, c'mon."

"Listen to your little bitch, Billy," Neil sneered.

"What'd you call her?" Billy yelled, damn near pressing Neil through the fucking wall. "Huh? What'd you say? Repeat that! Right now!"

"Billy, it's not worth it," I tried again, feeling fearful that Neil would have an intense retaliation later because of all this. "Sweetheart, please," my head shook, seeing the way Billy trembled from adrenaline.

Billy shoved Neil back once more and let go, his breathing erratic as I took this as a sign to move forward. Cautious of Neil, I wrapped my hand around Billy's bicep and he let me pull him back a step. The two glared heavily at one another, Neil coming back into his mind as Billy pulled me behind him. "Get out," Neil growled. "Both of you! OUT! NOW!"

"Not an issue," Billy assured, pushing me back towards his room. I opening the door and moved out of the way, Billy slamming it shut and locking it. "C'mon, baby, we gotta go."

"Billy - "

"Nah, nah, nah," he panted, picking up my bag to hand it to me, "just get your shit, baby, we gotta go. I'm not letting you stay here, c'mon, we're outta here."

"And leave Max? And Susan?" I shook my head.

"He's not gonna touch 'em," Billy moved like a tornado to grab the things needed. I tried not to be a hindrance and got my shit together as he was rapidly packing a separate bag. "I gotta get you outta here - "

"Billy?" I paused his movements, his eyes wild and shining with unshed tears. "Baby, hey, you gotta promise me you'll stay with me. Please, don't come back here, just stay with me tonight."

Billy shook his head, "Baby - "

"No, no excuses," I argued.

"I was going to agree," he chuckled once, shaking his head. "C'mon, grab my keys for me, sweet girl. We gotta go, right now."

I sighed in relief and moved to rummage for his keys on the dresser as he packed his duffel. I waited nervously as Neil could be heard yelling about God knows what, Billy flinching when it sounded like something crashed in the living room.

When Billy was ready and he had his jacket on, he took my hand and kept me close to him, peering out into the hallway through the cracked door. His hand trembled in mine, making me tighten my grip.

"Psst! Billy!" Max hissed from her room, peaking out as well. When his eyes turned to her, she begged, "Can I come, too? Please?"

He nodded, gesturing her forward and the girl shot out with her backpack, a duffel, and her skateboard. Neil was rampaging in the living room, making us pause.

"Hey, hey," Billy turned to me at the end of the hall and whispered, handing me his bags, "go on, get Max in the car. I'll be right out."

"Billy," I shook my head. "Don't, please, just walk out with us."

"Go, it's okay, I'm right behind you, baby," he nodded, nudging us forward. The movement caught Neil's attention, who turned his red-tinted eyes towards us and scowled.

"Maxine!"

"Go, go, go," I pushed her on, heading for the door as Susan wept at the dining room table. Neil took several powerful strides towards us, making me push Max behind my body as she fumbled with the lock on the door; but Billy was intercepting him. "Oh, fuck," I breathed when Neil reached for me but was pushed back into the coffee table by Billy. Well 'pushed' was actually more like Billy fisting Neil's shirt and all but lifting him from his feet, sending his father careening through the low bearing table.

"Didn't I warn you already? Stay down," Billy sneered, standing over his father as Max finally got the door open.

"Billy, c'mon," I called, holding Max on the front porch so she couldn't watch anything else transpire. "Billy!"

I couldn't hear whatever son told father, but it was enough that Neil didn't even try to get up from where he laid on the broken table. When Billy took a step back, panting heavily, I nudged Max again to head down the stairs with Billy's car keys as I reached into the home and caught Billy's hand.

He let me tug him out of the house, door slamming shut behind us, and Max had his Camaro unlocked and already in the backseat. "Are you okay?" I worried, seeing the only visible injury being the blemish to his cheek.

"I don't know yet, doll, c'mon," he took the bags I carried and loaded them in the trunk as I got in the passenger seat.

The entire drive to my house was deadly quiet, not even the radio on. My mom's car wasn't in the driveway, meaning we wouldn't have questions to answer when we got in. Billy parked on the street and grabbed our bags as I lead Max to my front door.

Billy's been there plenty times before, so, he entered behind us and shut the front door. He paused to kiss the top of my head and mutter, "I'm gonna hop a shower."

I nodded back, watching him jog upstairs to my bedroom. After a brief tour of my home to Max, she decided to hang with me in the kitchen as I got started on making us a new dinner.

Billy remained upstairs until my parents came home, toting my younger siblings with them. "Oh," Mom smiled when she noted Max and I. "Well, this is a surprise! Hi, Maxine!"

"It's Max, Mom," I amended.

"Oh, right right, sorry," she breathed, moving to greet me. "How was your day, honey?"

I shared a solemn look with Max before half-smiling at my Mom, "Oh, you know, new day, same stress."

She nodded in agreement, "I'll say. Are you staying for dinner, Maxine - I mean, uh, Max?"

The girl nodded, "Yeah, uh, if that's okay?"

"Perfectly okay," she assured, glancing at what I was preparing. "But my daughter's goal is to kill us with spice! Damn, girl!"

"Oh, please," I chuckled. "You think you can do better? My food at least has flavor."

Mom smirked, taking the wooden spatula, "Watch and learn, child."

"Uh-huh," I rolled my eyes with a smile. "Pay attention, Max, she swears she's some culinary God."

"I've yet to hear complaints that say otherwise!" Mom cracked as I exited the kitchen; hearing her start a conversation with Max as my father was planted in the living room, TV on, and my younger siblings were heard in the basement playing.

I jogged upstairs and dodged into my room, spying Billy on the side of my bed with his head in his hands. As I quietly shut the door, I noticed the subtle shake of his shoulders and felt my heart drop to my feet as I moved towards him.

"Hey, hey," I whispered, his arms dropping as he instantly pulled me into his embrace, face burrowing into my neck. My heart wept for the boy. "Baby, it's okay. You're okay," I promised in a hushed tone, holding him tightly as his tears wet my neck. "You're safe, you're okay, you're safe with me, hmm?"

"I'm so sorry," his voice was muffled. Yet, he made no move to pull back. "I'm so fucking sorry, baby, you didn't deserve that."

"It's not your fault," I sighed. "It's not, baby, I don't blame you. How can I? You literally saved me, B. I should be thanking you."

"Never should've happened."

"No," I agreed, sighing after, "but it did and it's gonna be okay. I'm still here with you... You're still here, with me. We got Max out, Mom's down there cooking dinner with her. And don't even worry about it, B, you guys can stay here as long as you want."

He nodded and pulled back slightly, sniffling and wiping a hand down his mouth and chin. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't," I assured. "It's not your fault."

"I just... I just want to protect you, sweetheart," he whispered. "How can I against him?"

"You figured a way out tonight," I smiled lightly, pushing a curl from his forehead. "But, uh, maybe we should hang at my place for a few weeks? Until things cool off a bit? Max is more than welcomed here, too."

He nodded, "Yeah, few weeks."

"Under the radar," I smiled.

He tried to return it but tears gathered, "I'm so sorry, pretty girl, you should've never - I should've - "

"Billy, you did what you could," I whispered, pulling him back into my embrace. "I'm so sorry you have to deal with that."

His head shook, voice in a broken whisper, "I can handle it. But I can't handle it if you get hurt. I couldn't handle that, baby."

"I'm not hurt," I assured, keeping him close. "And you and Max are safe, hmm?"

He nodded, pausing to take a sobering breath in before whispering, "Always safe with you."

"Bout time you realized," I couldn't help but tease lightly, kissing his forehead before lifting his chin. "You know I'd do anything for you, right?"

"Yeah," he chuckled dryly, "including getting between my father and I, huh?"

"He has no right to treat you like that, B, no fucking right," I tried to sound convincing. "And I'd always do whatever I could to help you."

He nodded, leaning his forehead to my own as one of his hands tangled with mine; leaving the other to lift to his cheek and gently stroke the skin and stubble left. "I love you, sweet girl," Billy promised in a whisper.

"Good, 'cause I'm kinda obsessed with you."

It made Billy laugh and pull back some, "Oh yeah?"

"Mhm," I nodded with a growing grin. "Might just have to keep you here with me, all to myself."

This time, a more fond smile spread across his lips, "Wouldn't hear me complaining. I think I'd like that."

"Yeah?"

"Mhm," he nodded, leaning in to kiss me. "But I honestly think I'd be happy anywhere, so long as I get to wake up next to you."

"You'll never be alone, Billy," I promised. "Not with me."

A promise I had every intention of keeping.

oh, billy, you deserved so much better. they did you so dirty, baby boy. 😭

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove x female reader #billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove fanfiction #stranger things #stranger things x reader #requests open #billy hargrove angst

[umeoniii]

aot women beige flags!

٩( 'ω' )و

mikasa, hange, annie, sasha, ymir, pieck

~

mikasa:

☆ gets super sick easily

and these sicknesses literally beat her ass

she just has a super weak immune system

can go out one time then when she comes back home she’s literally stuck in bed like it’s her dying days.

a common cold for her is like the plague

it seems as if she’s an old victorian child lying in her bed asking her mother for bread and water.

☆ somehow physic

not so much now, it’s not like she has powers

but she has a ‘6th sense’ and she can tell when something bad is going to happen

first time she did it you thought she was joking around

but then she was right because the building next to you caught fire (cooking error…)

you were totally scared of her after that bcs what if she was behind it

then you forgave her (she did nothing wrong?) and tried to convince her to give you a fortune

then she proceeded to tell you that’s not what the sixth sense is for

hange:

☆ really likes playing games

hanges a sore loser though.

this is super funny

super competitive with stuff like board games and video games. and she takes it seriously.

when she loses she takes it to heart.

she’ll throw a temper tantrum and get upset and everything.

she’ll do anything to win as well. cheats and switches the game all she wants, especially when she’s actually winning. but when you try to do it it’s all “no no that’s not how you play!”

you DO NOT want to play uno with hange. enough said

☆ makes impressions of people in public.

let’s say you’re in the car parked and you see a couple sitting on the bench talking.

she’ll give them names and make a voice and act what she thinks is their conversation.

it’s far funnier than it sounds.

if she sees a couple and their friend,

“eh barbra? i didn’t know you were gonna invite your annoying friend, you know how much i hate her!” she’d snicker while staring at the three people

and there’s actually times where you hate it bcs of how unserious she acts.

sometimes she would invite you along to voice someone else

and she would just sit and laugh like it’s the funniest thing ever!

annie:

☆ bargain queen

has coupons for everything in the whole wide world

she has all the apps for everyplace she goes so she’ll get some kind of deal.

her total at the grocery store would go from $135 to $80 bcs she’s a diehard user of coupons

she makes u use them as well and stuffs some in your wallet

she’s a karen for these things as well

if the price tag says it’s ‘$3.12’ then it’s ‘$3.12’ whether the seller says “well that’s last weeks price”

she’ll say “well maybe you should’ve changed it, how would the manager feel if i told them you’re not doing youre job?”

and she’d get it for $3.12

☆ greets an animal before she greets a person

if she seems someone she knows walking their dog she won’t even look at them let alone speak to them

she’ll crouch and pet the dog and start baby talking to them before she gets up and says something to the walker

she actually likes animals a lot

more than ppl

she’d have some kind of shirt displaying that as well

“im more of a dog person than a people person”

sasha:

☆ cant stay on track in a conversation

she could be talking to you about something she heard about someone. then she’ll be like, “speaking of her i remember when me and her went out for these awesome burgers.”

THEN she’ll say “wait because i was actually contemplating going vegan…. what do you think?”

the whole convo switches topics every 2 minutes or so.

you get so confused as to how the conversation went from work drama to when she thinks the world is going to end.

☆ takes the first bite of your food

it’s an unspoken rule.

she doesn’t even say “to test it for poison” she just does it because she wants

trying something new? she gets the first bite. you haven’t ate all day? she still gets the first bite. it’s your favorite food in the whole wide world? two words: first. bite.

and it’s not even a small bite, it’s the BIGGEST chomp she could take.

you’ve gotten so used to it that you don’t care. you just shove it in her face.

because if you were being honest if she just suddenly stopped you’d be concerned and sad.

ymir:

☆ cannot take some things seriously

she could be out w you at a restaurant and see this waiter’s name on their tag

“gaylord”

it’s not even pronounced “gay lord” but “gaylerd”

she’ll turn around and start hysterically laughing she doesn’t even care that the waiters right there

you can tell her a story from work or something that’s completely serious and she’ll still laugh no matter what

☆ lies out of her ass for no reason

you could tell her you tried some cool new exotic food and she’ll be like

“oh i had that when i was 5 and i almost died because i’m allergic to the spices in it”

and it’s kind of obvious it’s a lie but you don’t even say anything bcs she rides hard to defend herself and say it’s the truth

she’ll even go as far as editing photos and calling other people so it would be more believable

she sometimes doesn’t even lie to be funny but just out of habit

these aren’t bad kind of lies and she tells the truth when needed but she still b lyin..

pieck:

☆ cannot save money for her life

she can put aside some money for important stuff and it would be gone in a flash

worst part is the money is wasted on totally useless stuff

like finger puppets

what are you gonna do with finger puppets when you’re stranded for miles?

tries harder to not let it happen

then it happens again and she tries to justify it by saying that maybe a corn butterer was a great investment

(it wasn’t)

☆ can sleep anywhere at anytime

we all know this don’t we…

but it’s horrible

restaurants, floor, toilet

she could probably go to sleep in the club if she’s tired enough

she doesn’t look dead when she sleeps (unlike connie)

she looks very calm whether she’s in a deep sleep or taking a power nap

and she probably gets a decent amount of sleep at night, she just naps bcs… she wants to?

♡

a/n: at least 3 of these stories are actually real things i’ve faced with friends and family LOL so this is so funny to me. some of these aren’t even beige flags and are lowkey hcs, let’s just pretend alr!

#umeswritin!~ #aot #aot imagines #attack on titan #aot hcs #aot x reader #aot hange #hange x reader #hange attack on titan #hange zoë #hange aot #hange headcanons #snk mikasa #shingeki no kyojin mikasa #mikasa attack on titan #mikasa x reader #mikasa headcanons #aot annie #annie snk #snk annie #annie leonhart #annie leonhardt headcanons #annie leonhardt x reader #sasha braus headcanons #sasha x reader #sasha braus x reader #sasha aot #sasha snk #ymir x reader #ymir snk

[amethyst-aster]

A typical Thanksgiving dinner

Aunt carol arrives first. She brings bean chili. It has odd looking smells, but overall not bad for her cooking

Cousin Jeremy comes second, carrying a baby axolotl in a bucket. He immediately goes to the air fryer. Squeals of terror are heard for two minutes, before it stops. He returns with a dish

Aunt Surya brings a terrible smelling tin. You don’t know what it is, and you don’t want to know. It gets uneaten except for cousin Eric.

Uncle Mark arrives with pumpkin pie. World famous and the most delicious pie you’ve ever eaten.

Aunt Ariel waltzes through the door with a bottle of wine. She starts doing interpretive dancing on the floor.

Cousin Thomas carries a bag of steamed green beans. It appears to be dipped in what you hope is cranberry jam. 

John Jacob dances through the rain in an umbrella with chocolate?

Annalise jumps with joy as she brings the gravy dish. It looks like hot pink play-dough, but you know what it is from past holidays

Bubbie Esther brings apple pie and cake, as she always does. It rivals the pumpkin pie

Anita carries a tin full of sweet potato casserole. It has a blue scarf in it, but she quickly takes it out. Strange. It looks exactly like cousin Barbra’s scarf. She was wearing it when she went missing

Dallas brings spinach casserole. Who is she? We don’t know, but she arrives anyway and nobody has the guts to tell her to leave. Bless her heart.

Uncle Bob brings a cake covered in fake eyes! Weird that it’s blinking though, seems to be in morse code…

Uncle Plant brings a tv? It’s not a food, but we allow it since he’s a plant and things are different where he lives

Granny Betsy brings a cow! It’s her favorite cow! Maria the cow was my favorite. Alas, she’s too old and “sickly”. She was tasty. Shame you only got one piece.

Cousin Aster brings mashed potatoes. It is the most flavorful potatoes you’ve ever had. Their eyes seem to be glowing purple…weird…

Cousin Layla brings ramen with ginger. Nothing can ruin ramen, right?

Sister NINA brings the ruins of an old ship. She’s crazy. Don’t listen to her. She smells like cat fur. When she brings it in, some lemon juice gets in your eye. You think it’s from the rotting planks…

You all gather at a large table. The air is warm and slightly muggy.

(Add yourself if you want)

#Mr plant #Crazy family #implied murder #Axolotl death #Baby animals #ramen #The void

[glitch-karma]

hello! can i request the headcanons of bsd boys (ADA, port mafia, guild, DOA, and hunting dogs) playing genshin impact? i wanna know what is their fav characters/elemental/region hehehe~ thanks in advance!

I LOVED writing this one

Dazai

I can see him liking Pryo characters the most

Someone who plays for fighting and building, not for lore and quests

HIS TEAM IS SO CRACKED LIKE BRO GO OUTSIDE???

I can see him maining Klee/Diluc

Definitely, the type to brag all the time

Joins people's worlds to steal stuff then leave like an asshole

I can see his main team being Diluc, Xiao, Ganyu and Xingqiu

When playing with ANYONE he'll pull out Klee and burn the grass to annoy tf out of them

Kunikida

No.

Played it maybe once cause Dazai forced him

Did not understand the point in it

Ended up uninstalling it literally an hour later

Ranpo

Has been playing it even before Dazai

Has almost every character (and ALL of them are built)

Mains Heizou for Obvious reasons

Likes swirling electro the most

Likes to humble brag but in a mean way

"Yeah I mean, I only play it on occasion I guess I'm just good!"

He's lying

In reality, he spends way too much of his and Fukuzawas money

Definitely still not so patiently waiting for Dansleif to be playable

Atsushi

Dazai got him into the game

He plays it mostly for the story quests so his characters aren't very built

LOVES Anemo and Dendro

He was so excited when Baizhu was announced

He cried really hard when he did the Chasam quest

Mains Kazuha

He LOVES Collei so much

When he first started the game he was confused why Barbra wasn't doing any damage

Cyno reminds him of Akutagawa

Yosano

Got into it from random ads

Mains Beidou and Yelan

Has been pulling for Shenhe for so long but still doesn't have her

LOVES Inazuma

Fav vision is definitely Electro

She has played through all of Shonens quests

Poe

Ranpo forced him to play and he likes it

Ranpo helps him with domains and farming

Enjoys the lore and how it's written, specifically Khaenri'ah lore

Is also waiting for Dansleif to be playable

He's an Albedo main

Relates a lil too hard to Sucrose and Xingqiu

Chuuya

Played to try to surpass Dazai

He wants to out-damage Dazai so bad but..

Poor baby doesn't know how to build correctly.

like he gave a physical build to Yanfei

Chuuya LOVES Cryo

He definitely at one point was a Kaeya main

He freaked out the first time he did 2k damage

Joins Dazai's world and says "You suck" Then leaves

Akutagawa

Only plays it because Dazai plays it

Has tried to get good characters to earn Dazai's approval but he ALWAYS loses his 50/50's

Gets on calls with Dazai to try to show how good he is

"...Why did you put blizzard strayer on Diluc." "..."

Trys to get every character Dazai has

Honestly, he doesn't know what he's doing

Fyodor

Bought an acc from someone with insane stats

Bullys kids on the internet with it

Nikolai

He plays unironically (Unlike Fyodor)

Definitely does that ritual of throwing characters off cliffs before wishing

DEF a Hutao main

Has Fydor to actually play but always fails

That trend where you change the models of your characters? He's ALL about that

Changed Klee into a cursed model of a duck

Sigma

Mains Layla because he loves her

It's his comfort game after a long day at the casino

He plays for the lore and character design

Ango

He doesn't really have time for games

Jouno

Genshin, unfortunately, doesn't have accessible playing for him

I don't think he'd play either way but oh well

Tetchō

He saw a picture of Itto and Immediately installed it

Doesn't understand the cooking function

Is also confused about the look of the food

After meeting the Adepti he actually tried eating flowers

Jouno stopped him

Likes Xiao cause of the sticker of him eating snow

Tachihara

Thinks it's a stupid anime game

#bungou stray dogs kunikida #bungou stray dogs atsushi #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs #bsd dazai #dazai x reader #bsd kunikida #bsd ranpo #bsd yosano #poe bsd #chuuya nakahara #chuuya x reader #chuuya my beloved #bsd akutagawa #bungou stray dogs fyodor #bsd nikolai #ango bsd #jouno bsd #tetchō suehiro #tetcho x reader #sigma bungou stray dogs #sigma x reader #glitchs✧works

[merci-bitch]

Headcanons for Melissa !!

Everyone loves Melissa, I’m here for it

Gotta thank @girlswholikehotolderwomen for feeding me Melissa fics. Honest to god.

Warning(s): hints of smut, not much, fluff, general stuff

- Melissa is a 100% passion and heart

- Girl cares about you so much

- Heart eyes.

- Literally

- If you’re a teacher at Abbott, Barbra sees the heart eyes

- You know she be teasing Melissa about it.

- Makes Melissa all flustered 💃🏼💃🏼

- I’m thinking, if Ava desires to have a meeting in the lunch room and every other seat is taken,

- Melissa’s lap is your seat.

- Her arm wrapped safely around your waist and one hand on your thigh to keep you in place

- She loves it

- Absolutely loves it

- She can whisper things in your ear

- Get you all hot’n bothered

- You can’t do shit about it

- Melissa in her dangerous habitat

- She’s a teaser

- But she genuinely likes to have you sit in her lap

- Late nights, on the couch with you in her lap???

- Adorable

- She’s very protective over you

- No one dares to hurt Melissa Schemmenti’s girl.

- She will go full out for you

- If someone hurts you?

- Good luck to them

- She will track them down and beat them up herself

- Despite having a guy for everything

- She has stories to tell, and you listen

- Her voice is enough to make you either sleepy, happy or horny

- Everything another her is just

- 🤌🏻🤌🏻

- She loves to feed you

- She cooks 24/7

- There’s always something on the stove

- Always something new to try

- You’re certainly not complaining

- Melissa’s cooking is extraordinary

- The best food you’ve ever had.

- As she said herself.

- She’s very serious about her cooking

- The kitchen is her safe space

- Weekly family dinner can get rough and loud

- Although that, she’s insecure like everyone else

- Scared that she’s too old, or not attractive enough anymore

- Scared that the relationship will end up like what happened with her and Joe

- She thought it was done for her before she meet you

- You helped her realise it wasn’t

- She needs love and care as much as anyone else

- On a bad day; she needs a hug herself.

- Melissa’s hugs can cure depression.

- She’s a wildcard in bed

- What else 🤪

- Despite knowing what she wants, she doesn’t ignore you

- She doesn’t ignore if something doesn’t feel right for you

- She always asks before doing something new

- If it’s okay or if it’s going too fast

- She’s learned from her own mistakes

- She may not say “I love you” very often but her eyes do

- They soften when she sees you

- As Barbra said, heart eyes

- She relaxes around you

- You make her feel calm

- She wouldn’t want anything to ruin that feeling.

- You’re stuck with her, and you wouldn’t have it any other way <3

#ask #abbott elementary #melissa schemmenti x reader

[milfjuulpod]

Can you do a Melissa X fem reader where the Abbott fam, except for Barbra, have never met the reader because a) Melissa said no one meets my family and b) Melissa only refers to the reader as “I know a guy”. But the time when Janine and Jacob go over to cook, they meet the reader and then can’t keep their mouths shut about her. And right as they’re speculating about the reader, she walks in to give Melissa her lunch or something?

hello! this is my first request AND fic for Melissa so please bare with me 😭 anywho, hope u enjoy, and thank you for the request! <3

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• You knew going into it, dating Melissa meant, in a sense, being protected. She’s incredibly family oriented, with a number of people she could call to have something done at the drop of a hat. Because of this, she keeps you close.

• “Darling, I know you love your work, so why can’t I meet the people you work with every day?” You asked one night over dinner.

• “You know nobody meets my family, when they deserve it, they’ll meet ya,” she replied.

• The next day in the break room, Melissa sat in her usual spot next to Barbara, opening her container of last night’s leftovers to eat for lunch.

• “Ziti and chocolate cake? My my, where did you find such a baker to make that?” Barbara asked with a knowing look.

• “I uh, I know a guy,” Melissa answered with a smile.

• And that was it. Any time somebody had a question and the answer was you, Melissa gave her infamous response. This of course went on for weeks, that is until Janine and Jacob came over for their cooking lesson at Melissa’s.

• “Alright you two, anything you see or hear inside this house stays inside, capisce?” Melissa threateningly reminded before unlocking the door.

• You already knew they were coming over, and took the liberty of making a cocktail for everyone.

• As the three walked into the kitchen, you were just finishing up the drinks.

• “Hey dollface, I’m home and I got these two knuckleheads with me,” Melissa greeted you, with a kiss on the cheek of course.

• Janine and Jacob looked at the scene unraveling in front of them, but Janine quickly jumped into her usual social self, and began introducing herself, and the conversations never ended that night.

• The next day in the break room, Janine and Jacob sat alone at a table discussing the previous night.

• “I don’t know what I expected, but I guess Melissa is full of surprises,” Janine said over her cup of noodles.

• “She was nice though, and although I’m still interested in the vast world of wine, I was not disappointed by those cocktails,” Jacob replied.

• As if on cue, you walked through the door with a Tupperware and a soda in hand. “Try to remember your lunch tomorrow, okay? You’re lucky I didn’t eat it,” you said, handing Melissa her leftovers from last night.

• She took the lunch, as well as your hand. “Thank you babe, I owe ya one.”

• You squeezed her hand as a goodbye, and turned out the door.

• Jacob and Janine immediately started with their “oooos,” despite Melissa’s eye rolls.

• Gregory was the last to catch on, once he finally did however, his questions began. “So, is the “guy” you know?”

• Melissa simply nodded her head in response, and started eating with everyone else. Not without a smile, of course.

#melissa schemmenti x reader #melissa schemmenti #abbott elementary #Abbott elementary fics

[dickgraysonxtherapy]

I'm in the process of writing multiple birdflash fics and one of them is explicitly so I can write my headcanons about them being happy together (bc it is SO easy to make every single fic about them hurt/comfort). Do you have any happy domestic headcanons you would like to see more in the world?

ooooh, yes i so do 💕 god i love the so much. some of these are a little more family oriented, just because i feel like they’re both very family oriented people. also, please send me the like to your fic when you’re done, i’m always looking out for new birdflash stuff 🥺🥰

Dick can cook, but only fried food. Wally is extremely fascinated and horrified at some of the things Dick manages to put together.

Wally is the actual good cook, and he packs Dick’s lunch with little notes. Sometime they’re cute, but most of the time they’re just badly drawn penises.

they game so much together. their most played game is mario cart.

they pull out the wii and play mario party when Dick’s siblings crash a theirs.

Wally teaches Tim to skateboard while he’s hiding out at theirs.

Dick loves the heat, and actually hates the gotham cold. he cuddles Wally even in the summer.

Wally slaps Dicks ass every chance he gets.

so. much. PDA. so much.

they’re caught making out in the watch tower like, once a week.

Dick will drape himself over Wally any chance he gets.

Sometimes Wally shocks Dick like he’s rubbed his socks on the carpet. Dick yelps like a little kid every time.

they take turns pushing each other in the cart when they go grocery shopping.

sometimes Wally’s brain just goes too fast and Dick has to help ground him in the present.

they set fire to their kitchen at least three times in the first month of living together. nothing gets damaged but their pride.

they throw water bottles at each other and yell “hydrate or dydrate!” as a loving reminder to the other to drink water.

they’re both babies when they get sick, and is both of them are sick at the same time? they call Iris.

their fights are explosive, but short lived. they can’t stay mad at each other for long.

Wally sends Wayne kids and Batfamily memes to Dick on the daily.

Wally always manages to leave a hicky on Dick, and one of Dick’s siblings always manage to see it. it’s traumatizing for everyone.

Jason suffered through the “will they, won’t they” phase, and brings it up all the time. he has so much shit on them.

Bruce accidentally calls Wally “Barbra” all the time, and every other red head “Wally.” Dick is amused until Bruce calls him Wally.

Out of the whole family, Wally has the best relationship with Tim.

Wally is continuously appalled by some of the rich boy shit that comes out of Dick’s mouth.

Wally once left a restaurant because Bruce was eating his burger with a fork and knife.

Wally was convinced at one point the Damian was trying to assassinate him (he was).

Damian only accepts Wally after he sees Wally help a baby bird back into its nest.

#dick grayson #birdflash #dc comics #batfam #dickfast #dickwally #batman #nightwing #nightflash #flash dc #headcanons

[not-my-final-account]

The batfam (some of these are moments that happened in actual Batman shows, some are my thoughts):

Bruce, in Batman costume staring at moniters: people sleep daily?

Alfred: master Bruce.

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Alfred: cook- *dissapears in a stampeed* -ies..

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Bruce at a gala, thinking: if I have to listen to carol talk about her dogs for one more second! *acceditely shatters glass he’s holding* I will light this table on fire to get out of the conversation, where’s Joker when you need him?

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Bruce, with a few bats sleeping on him: yes Commissioner?

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Dick, as Robin: LACKY!?! *absolotely beats the crap out of Pengiun* *kicks him off screen* WHO’S THE LACKY NOW HUH?!?

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Dick, as Nightwing: I kick butt, in style.

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Barbra (Batgirl): I reslove to leave more butt unkicked, gotta leave some for Robin.

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Barbra: it’s Batwoma- *sigh* nevermind.

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Jason: I can die, the problem is keeping me dead.

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Jason, wearing the costume wiht the red hood, jacket and red gas mask: boom *something blows up in my distance*

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Tim: *sips coffe agresivly*

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Tim: no it was 72 hours not 64, I counted.

Bruce: how long have you been awake

Tim: shorter than you.

Bruce: …

Bruce: go to your room.

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Damian: *casually riding his cow with a cat on his lap*

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Damian: *casually mentioins the most horrific thing ever*

Everyone else: huUuUuh?!?!

#batman #incorrect batfamily quotes #incorrect batfam quotes