#heather chandler is bae

[sawyerconfort]

The Other Side | Heather Chandler

If you get the time(writing request always feels like 3x the work then writing things for yourself.) do you mind doing "your heart is beating so fast" and "was that your first kiss" with duke or Chandler?

Hey! I’m back! Let’s do a request so, if you guys don’t mind!

Also, this comes from my prompt list, so, if you want me to do one for you, send me an ask or comment in one of my last posts! 

Here’s the list, guys! Feel free to request!

@fortythree-or-43​ I’m sorry for taking so long! Hope you like it! Thanks for the request!

Enjoy! 

You still couldn't believe you were on a date with Heather Chandler. You'd fallen for her lie, that she'd told you to meet her in a park alone, where the other Heathers would be waiting.

But you were taken aback when you found it was just her, sitting there on the bench, enjoying a strawberry ice cream as pink as her clothes.

“Did you got carried away, (Y\NN)?”, her voice snapped you out of your desperate thoughts. Your mind was still trying to process what was going on, but Chandler was looking at you with those clear and beautiful and cute and treacherous eyes and making it difficult. “(Y\N)?”

"Oh, yes?"

"What happened? You got a little thoughtful..."

Your eyes widened, running through your mind for a plausible excuse to give Heather, if an excuse was going to work. How do you explain to her that you've been in love with her since elementary school and were terrified to say it in front of people or her because Heather was always the most popular little girl in school?

“No… it's nothing,” you simply said, hoping that she would believe it and change the subject as quickly as possible, just to end your suffering. "And so Heather... I thought that... the girls would come find us, like you said..."

"Yeah, I think they forgot to come here...", her voice lacked confidence, and you were sure you heard a low chuckle rising from her throat. “But why this concern? Not enjoying my company, (Y\N)?”

“No, it's just that…”

Heather laughed, louder this time. A beautiful, musical laugh. “You don't have to worry, don't even try to say anything. I know exactly how you feel... it must be hard to have the most popular girl in Westerberg on your side and you just be someone unpopular, isn't it?”

Damn, she had quite an ego...

“But come on, (Y\NN), could we forget about it for a minute and just enjoy our date alone?”, she asked you, and you shrugged. “I've been waiting so long for the right moment to tell you this, but believe me, having so many people all over you all the time is exhausting... sometimes I just... just wish I was normal...”

You had to blink twice to find out if you weren't in a trance, if Heather had said exactly what you'd heard… and, well, she had. Your eyes widened, and you tried to think of the possibility that one day you might see Heather Chandler wishing she were a normal girl.

"You? A regular girl? Don't you think that's impossible?"

"I do, and I honestly hate it," Heather pouted. “Sometimes I wish I was normal, less popular and being able to do what I want to do.”

"But you can."

"No. you don't understand...”, the blonde's eyes suddenly looked at you. “That's exactly why I called you here, to this meeting, alone, on purpose, why I lied about the other Heathers coming… because I wanted you to tell me, at least once, how you can… be you, you know?”

You blinked again, confused. "I don't understand..."

“I wanted to know what it's like to like… someone real. Someone who was more…you,” she whispered that part so only you could understand.

"I still don't understand, do you want..."

“The truth, (Y\N), is that I'm in love with you. I have always been. And I really wanted to know how to deal with it because sometimes it feels like I'm going to explode with all this feeling, I wish that...", she touched your heart and her eyes widened. “Your heart is beating so fast… are you okay?”

Suddenly, you were seized with impulses, and you didn't hesitate for a second to kiss Heather Chandler. It took a while for you to understand and realize that she had kissed you back. Her lips were soft and small, but from what little experience you had, you could tell that Heather was more experienced at kissing someone than you were.

Your lips parted after a few seconds, and with her hand still resting on her heart, Heather smiled. It must have slowed down, although you still felt like you could let it out of your mouth and that your breathing was still a little weak.

“Wait…was that your first kiss?”, Heather laughed, making you blush with embarrassment. It had been the first kiss of her life, at least with one girl. “No, no, it's fine. I don't care, really, it was a cute kiss, (Y\NN), I imagined that from someone like you..."

My God, Heather Chandler must be crazy or on something, because you never imagined those things would come out of her mouth.

"Do you... like, do you love me, Heather?" you asked, just to clear the doubt. "Do you really? Like being in love?"

“Oh, why this question now? Haven't I told you enough already?”, she frowned, and suddenly, she climbed on the bench, standing up and looking at the whole park you were in. “You can't believe it, because then I'll prove it, if that's what you want: I LOVE YOU, (Y\N) (Y\LN)!”, she yelled, taking you by surprise. “AND I'M TIRED OF BEING THE POPULAR GIRL WHO CAN'T SHOW FEELINGS! BELIEVE IT OR NOT, I. FUCKING. LOVE. YOU!”

God, Heather Chandler was really in love with you… how crazy could that be?

[heather-puke]

The Maid Dress Affair

"Cut it out, Heather." Chandler groaned as Duke pranced around the bedroom singing "I won, you lost!" She buried her head into the pillow on the yellow daybed. "That pillow was expensive, bae. Don't drool on it." McNamara warned while absentmindedly pulling her thick blond hair into a messy ponytail. "Aw, is baby whining because she couldn't beat lil' ol' me at croquet?" Duke taunted. Chandler lifted her head from the pillow and grabbed Duke by her collar. "Say that again, see what happens." She snarled, her hot breath on Duke's face. "Y-yes, ma'am," Duke said quietly. "Good. Now say you're sorry." Duke looked at her toes. "Sorry, Heather." She whispered.

Chandler loosened her grip on Duke's collar so she wasn't as close anymore. She turned toward McNamara, "Do you think she means it?" McNamara looked at Chandler. She then shifted her gaze to Duke, whose eyes screamed, "Tell her yes." She pressed a finger to her chin and hummed, both Chandler and Duke waiting for an answer. "No," Duke's eyes lit up in surprise. She scowled at McNamara before giving Chandler a nervous look. Chandler let go of Duke's collar. Duke stumbled a bit before catching her balance, watching Chandler with confusion as she walked over to McNamara's closet. "You still have it, right?" She asked, sorting through a sea of yellow. McNamara paused before realizing what she was talking about. A devilish look appeared on her face as McNamara went to aid the almighty. "What- What are you guys talking about?" Duke stuttered. Chandler shot her an evil smile before pulling out a maid dress. Duke watched in horror as Chandler handed her the black and white piece of fabric.

"Put it on," Chandler smirked. Duke glared at a laughing McNamara. "You can't be serious." Chandler laughed, "Of course I'm serious." Duke scowled. "This is humiliating!" She groaned, turning towards the bedroom door. "Where are you going? I didn't say leave." Chandler smiled. "The fuck you want me to do, a striptease?" McNamara bit her lip to contain her laughter. A striptease would be nice..., She thought. "Precisely," Chandler smirked. "This is the worst," Duke complained. "Hop to it!" Chandler teased, McNamara grinning at her remark.

Duke started with her blazer, slowly shimmying it off her shoulders. After she had fully taken off her blazer, she lifted her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. Then came her bra. She played with the elastic band before finally unclipping it, her b cups finally free. She then moved on to the bottom half of her body. She slowly pulled her shirt to her feet, followed by her green lace panties. After that, she slipped on the maid dress and its accessories.

"Did you like it?" Duke asked, playing with the hem of her dress. McNamara nodded eagerly, while Chandler replied, "You did very well, love." Chandler kissed her forehead before pointing to the yellow cot, "Bed." Duke nodded and laid on the duvet. "Good girl." She petted the top of her head before spreading Duke's legs. She traced the inner part of her thighs, kissing and pinching at the skin, making Duke whine. "H-Heather, can- can you.." Chandler ran her hand through Duke's hair, "Can I what?" She smirked. "T-Touch me? Please? God, Heather, just touch me." Duke pleaded, pinching the hem of her skirt. "As you wish," Chandler leaned in and licked the brown-haired girl's cunt from the bottom to the top, making her groan and grip the sheets. Chandler continued for a few minutes before wrapping her lips around Duke's pulse point, sucking at the sensitive flesh whilst fingers found themselves buried in her cunt. Two fingers slid in and out of her wetness, only adding to the already lewd sounds she was letting out. "Aaah! H-Heather!" McNamara had begun making lovebites on Duke's neck and collarbone. "You're so sensitive, Ducky!" McNamara teased while Duke gripped the sheets.

“You taste so fucking good, Heather,” Chandler moaned against her clit, sending shivers through Duke's body. “Fuck, I’m almost there,” Duke let out with a breathy moan. Chandler's eyes widened and the thrusts of her fingers increased in speed. She accompanied the quickened pace by pressing her tongue against Duke's clit harder, sending her right to the edge.

Duke screamed as she came hard, her hand squeezing McNamara's. Chandler eagerly licked up her juices, wanting her orgasm to last as long as possible. As her legs stopped twitching, Chandler reluctantly gave her one last kiss right on top of her clit, before sitting up straight.

"I should win at croquet more often."

@poemsforu-27 @mcdonaldstm @the-devils-cigarettes@satyrwithduellongswords @iicasper @jeanjacket-lesbian

[snowbuff]

Aus where Heather C survives are the best aus 

[luminaxandra]

“YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT MY WORLD LOOKS LIKE!”

(Have you guys heard of the Heathers going Online? 

https://heathers-online.tumblr.com/ 

 XD I dunno if i should Audition for the artists section but if i do this is what i’m using)

[hqcastle]

fcs you could see for the heathers??

𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂     𝙸𝚂     𝙾𝙽𝙴     𝙾𝙵     𝙼𝚈     all  -  time     favourite     movies,     so     i’m     more     than     happy     to     give     you     suggestions     !     for     the     mythic     bitch     herself,     heather     chandler,     i     could     see     cierra     ramirez,     cindy     kimberly,     alexa     demie,     normani,     danielle     campbell,     kristine     froseth,     tati     gabrielle,     kiernan     shipka,     elle     fanning,     and     liz     gillies.     for     heather     mcnamara,     i’d     love     sydney     sweeney,     kathryn     newton,     lana     condor,     natalia     dyer,     yara     shahidi,     kiana     lede,     maia     mitchell,     natasha     liu     bordizzo,     ajiona     alexus,     and     ryan     destiny.     finally,     for     heather     duke,     i     could     see     margaret     qualley,     neelam     gill,     china     anne     mcclain,     odeya     rush,     alisha     boe,     jennie     kim,     bae     suzy,     hailee     steinfeld,     camila     mendes     or     zendaya     !

[sapphicspaceknight]

Heathers Coffee Shop AU - When Barista met Hipster

Hey guys! This is the second chapter of the Heathers Coffee Shop AU! Once again this is a collaborative writing effort between myself and @hardcore-lady-types with art by the dynamic duo of @bambocomicx and @otakuubi ! I hope you guys enjoy :D –

There was a moment of silence from Chandler, as the customer girl just tiredly stared back at her. The girl, tapping her foot against the floor for a few moments, seemed antsy. She rolled her eyes, apparently annoyed, a bit at Chandler.

“Oh yeah, of course.” Chandler managed to squeak out, looking from left to right for a moment. She seemed unsure of herself for some odd reason, but turned around to begin brewing the customer’s tea. As she did so, she cocked her head back over her shoulder to look at her. For whatever reason, the red aproned girl turned around and went back over to the register while the tea brewed.

“What’s your name?” Heather Chandler asked, resting her chin on her open palm. “I feel like I’ve seen you around, but I can’t really figure out who the hell you are.” The tired girl just blinked a few times, and looked from left to right like the other girl had done before. She then pointed to herself.

“Me?” The working girl had a look of oddity, and nodded.

“Yes you. If you didn’t notice there’s no one else in this dank place.” Chandler said, leaning back a little before turning about. She focused on finishing the girl’s tea, however she also heard the girl snickering a bit as well.

“Snrk, you said dank,” The girl laughed a bit. “And you said it unironically too! I’m Veronica. Veronica Sawyer.”

Chandler looked behind her shoulder in confusion. “What? What the hell do you mean?” She questioned as she turned back around, Veronica’s cup of tea in hand, and stared at the brunette.

The girl laughed a bit more as she bowed her head a bit. “Oh, it’s like an online joke thing. Ever heard of a meme?” Veronica asked, as she reached for her cup. Their hands brushed as the brunette clasped the paper cup and picked it up.

Chandler cocked a brow and leaned on the counter once more. She tapped her red nails on her pale cheek, as she watched the brunette push up a pair of oval shaped glasses. The other girl appeared awkward and geeky, but Chandler was intrigued by her.

“I don’t think I have, also that will be $4.38 please.” The barista said, going to open the cash register as she saw the girl presumably reach her hand into her bag to pay.

“Dude, how have you not heard of a meme? Y’know like, uh, student athlete tweets? Doge? Or maybe salt bae?” Veronica questioned, as she handed the money over to the blonde. She arched her arm back and made a sprinkling motion with her fingers.

Chandler looked at the other girl as she placed the money in the cash register and handed back sixty-two cents in change. She was rather confused about the things that left the brunette’s mouth.

“Yeah, sorry I’ve never heard of those. They sound interesting, I guess? Maybe when you come in next time you could show me a couple.” The blonde said nonchalantly, not even realizing what could be implied from it until she saw the brunette’s face flush.

As she was about to say something, Veronica let out a deep laugh and smiled at the blonde. Heather stopped thinking about what she was going to say as she became a tad flustered from the laugh of the other girl.

“Sounds like a plan, uh-” Veronica looked down at the blonde’s name tag, “- Heather! I’ll try to catch you when you’re on a break later on in the week and introduce you to a beautiful site called Tumblr.” Veronica finished, flashing a smile to the barista.

Chandler watched as the brunette walked away, tea in hand, and simply blinked a few times at the girls back. She wasn’t really sure what just happened, but as she stared at the nerdy brunette she found herself becoming more and more intrigued with her. The blonde put both of her elbows onto the counter and placed her chin in her hands, sending sideways glances towards the girl with the blue scarf every few moments. Customers came and went during the next hour, and Chandler never seemed to have the spark she had with the brunette. She watched as the girl threw away her cup. However, instead of leaving she returned to her table, and began scribbling something on pieces of paper, placing them to a new stack when she finished. Every few moments, Veronica would scroll through her phone and chuckle, before returning to her writing.

Chandler let out a hum as she went to fill a cup with the same tea that Veronica had ordered an hour prior. She got the sharpie that resided on the counter and wrote ‘Veronica’ on the side. She hesitated, for a moment, before quickly jotting her number on the side of it. The barista then walked over to the brunette and set the cup in front of her.

Veronica looked up at Heather before looking down at the cup, a large smile breaking out on her face.

“Well dang, isn’t this bad business?” She questioned, suddenly noticing the number on the cup, causing a blush to appear on her face.

“It’s worse with you just sitting there, stealing our WI-FI without anything to drink. Either way, I get a free drink everyday.” Chandler said, rolling her eyes at the other girl.

“You can’t steal something that’s free! But uh, thanks for the tea. I was about to buy another one, but this is nice too!” Veronica exclaimed, as she quickly took a sip of the scalding hot tea. The brunette felt her tongue burn, but didn’t show any reaction to it.

“Yeah whatever, anyways, have fun doing whatever you’re doing. I’m on break now, so I don’t have to be nice anymore,” Heather turned around and walked away, but felt her phone buzz as she was taking off her red apron.

Looking down she saw a text from an unknown number. She opened it and in the text bubble was an image of a dog that had different colored phrases, all with bad grammar around it. The dog looked almost concerned and had wide eyes. One of the texts said ‘much thank’ and another ‘very grateful’. She shook her head, but smiled as she quickly put the contact into her phone.

The name above the message now read Hipster with an eye roll emoji next to the name. Chandler slid the phone back into her pocket, just as she made her way to the shop’s break room, looking back to see the smiling face of the girl who had just texted her.

The brunette waved at her, and then went back to writing and sipping her tea. Heather furrowed her brows as she felt her face flush. Blaming it on the warm shop, she entered the break room and sat down on one of the chairs and let out a long sigh. Maybe she’d actually like coming to work if she got to see the brunette everyday. They could even become friends.

“Yeah… Friends…”

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[snowbuff]

Heathers doodles from yesterday and today! Heather Chandler is my favorite ♡