#basilheather

Roommates with long bacon ​

Oc x oc fic

TW: mentions of abuse (physical/verbal), racism, bullying, injuries, homophobia, and blood mentions.

Note: Basil (and her family that is briefly mentioned lol) belongs to @patchofglass while Heather and her family (also briefly mentioned) belongs to me

Heather stood outside the door, out of breath, nose bleeding, sore from trying to fight back.. man, did she feel like shit. She thought of just going straight to home, but she didn’t think she could face what waited for her.. besides, Lily would be fine as long as Jo is around.

She finally knocked after standing for a minute, hoping for someone to answer at this time. And someone did. Basil, opening the door, face immediately showing concern once she saw Heather’s condition.

“Hey, hun. How was your day?” Heather asked, trying to ignore the pain she was in.

“Jesus, who did this!?” Basil walked up to her, reaching out and gently holding her girlfriend’s face.

“Basil, it’s nothing-“

“Did Carol do this!?”

“No, just some jerks.”

Basil sighed as she placed Heathers arm over her shoulder, helping her get inside.

“Was it that bitch Kim again?” Basil sounded somewhat pissed. Can’t blame her, this wasn’t the only time Heather showed up all beaten up.

“With company.” Heather scoffed.

“I’m gonna kill those dickheads one day.”

Once they got to the living room, Basil helped her wincing lover sit down on the couch and went to get some tissue for her nose and some bruise gel. Heather sat there, looking at all of her bruises on her arm, most practically fused into a huge one. They hurt, but it could’ve been worse.

Basil handed the tissue to Heather, who placed it to her nose as Basil sat down next to her.

“Let me see your arm.” Basil said much calmer, her hand out to hold her arm.

Heather stretched her arm over to Basil, who held it gently as she placed the gel on the bruises.

“I’m sorry you go through this bullshit, hun.” Basil sort of mumbled, a bit upset.

“Don’t be, you’re one of the good ones.” Heather said somewhat jokingly, chuckling while trying to find humor in this. Basil just looked at her. Not a pissed look, like a “are you serious right now” look.

“Yeah, not funny, my bad.” Heather awkwardly looked to the other side. Basil smiled as she rolled her eyes.

“I just want you to be okay, y’know?” She gently placed her arms around Heather, not wanting to accidentally hurt her more.

“I know I know..” Heather hugged back. “kind of hard to do that when half the town is racist, though.”

“Whatever, this town’s dumb anyway.”

“Dumber than dumb.”

“Dumber than Sammy.”

“They make Sammy look like he’s the smartest person on earth.”

They both giggled as they let go of each other slowly. Heather leaned on her shoulder while Basil kissed her cheek.

“Thanks for helping me.. again.” Heather chuckled, hand intertwined with Basil’s.

“Of course. I’ll always be here to help, hun.” Basil reassured, pulling her closer.

“I’m glad for that.” She ran the free hand through Basil’s hair. “I’m also glad your parents aren’t to weird about.. us.”

“Eh.. they’re better than Carol, thats for sure.”

“Oh definitely.”

big rat obsessed with her tiny ass girlfriend

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A basilheather first meeting fic

Note: Basil and her family belong to @patchofglass while Heather and her family belong to me.

September 1st, 1985

Heather sat against the school wall during recess, playing with the flowers. She hated school, always has, always did. But now she hated it even more with everything happening right now.

Her mother, Carol, got pregnant with another girl and it pissed off her father. Now, her dad wasn’t a great man, and it was a good thing he left the house, but it just made Carol take out her issues on Heather and her sister, Jo. No good reason.

After their dad left, Jo was basically turned into a parent for her younger sisters. Think about this.. made Heather feel guilty.

A girl with fair skin, long brownish hair, and baggy cloths walked up to her. Heather didn’t notice this girl until..

“Hi.” Heather heard this and immediately looked up.

“May I ask why you’re here by yourself?” The girl asked, curious.

“Because I don’t have friends.” Heather looked at the ground, hugging her knees.

“Oh. I’m sorry. Why don’t you have friends?” The girl asked again, taking a step closer.

“Because no one likes me and everyone calls me names… mean names.” Heather looked like she was gonna cry.

“But you seem really nice. Why would people be mean for no reason?”

“I don’t know..”

The girl sat next to Heather, not sure how to comfort her.

“I’m sorry people are mean to you.” She said sort of bluntly.

“It’s okay..”

“I don’t have many friends either. Sometimes people call me names to.”

“I’m sorry-“

“No it’s okay. Mommy says I should ignore them because I am perfect and they’re just jealous because I’m better!”

Heather smiled at that. She wished she had a mom like that.. one that would bring her up instead of bringing her down.

“Your mom sounds nice.” Heather wiped her tears away.

“Yeah she is!” The girl said joyfully. “You know.. if you want, I can be your friend.”

Heathers face was in surprise. Someone wanted to be her friend. For the first time, someone wanted to be a genuine friend to her.

“Really?” Heather asked, moving her hands to the ground on each side.

“Yeah! My names Basil. what’s yours, friend?”

“Heather. It’s nice to meet you Basil.”

“Nice to meet you too, Heather!” Basil got up fo the ground. “Wanna play tetherball, friend?”

“Yes please!” Heather immediately got up and ran with her new friend to the tetherball, happy to finally not be alone at school.

She didn’t know that Basil was gonna basically be her best friend for life. Her girlfriend, her partner in crime, her lover, her everything.