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mayakern · 7 months
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manifesting events in my dnd game by sketching them and sending them to my DM
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marascomics · 1 year
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Oc sketches <3
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deprecious · 1 year
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Sex spam blog followed me and their name was vanetta
I feel like that's a good new white girl name
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tvuniverse · 1 year
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ABBOTT ELEMENTARY ↳ 2x21 Mom
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gatalentan · 1 year
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ABBOTT ELEMENTARY S02E20||S02E21
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Taraji P. Henson as Vanetta Teagues in Abbott Elementary | 02×21: Mom
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happy-xy · 1 year
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Taraji P. Henson as Vanetta Teagues Quinta Brunson as Janine Teagues Abbott Elementary S02E21 "Mom"
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my-uhhhhh · 1 year
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"The key to never getting your ass beat? Knowing when someone can beat your ass." - Ava Coleman
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emmynominees · 3 months
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taraji p. henson as vanetta teagues in season two of abbott elementary
primetime emmy award nominee for outstanding guest actress in a comedy series
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mayakern · 8 months
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drew an expression sheet for vanetta, my aasimar warlock (archmage patron so she’s int based tho)
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church-of-lilith · 1 year
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I could write an essay on this pic. Barbara and Ava’s super serious faces, the way they’re both subconsciously leaning back away from Vanetta. The really big (almost fake?) smile on Vanetta’s face. The way Janine’s smile looks more like a grimace, like she’s holding her tongue and just trying to power through the interaction the best way she knows how.
I imagine that the initial introduction was friendly and going well and then she’s just said something really backhanded about Janine, and while this is the norm for Vanetta and Janine—it’s not something Barb or Ava are used to. Sure they like to tease her from time to time, but certainly not in the way Vanetta talks about her. Only then do they start to recall the times Janine has talked about her childhood, and everything begins to make sense. They finally have a face to all the bits and pieces of concerning stories they’ve heard over the years.
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beth-is-rainpaint · 1 year
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And THAT is how you do “they were standing behind me the whole time, weren’t they”
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wandering-words · 1 year
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30 for avanine if you haven't already, plz and ty🫶
(Ok for anyone keeping track, I’ve fulfilled 3, 8, 12, 13, 17, 24, 25, 27, 36 but if anyone wants to see anything else then just send me an ask!)
Thank you for this ask! This is a reimagining of Ava and Vanetta meeting hehe.
Hope you enjoy :)
30 - ‘this is my husband/wife/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner etc.’
Janine didn’t know why she let Erika drag her to the hookah club again.
Nothing good ever came from Janine going to a club, if last time’s interactions with Gregory and Ava were any indication, but Erika reassured her that this time would be different.
“Come on, girl, what’s the likelihood that Gregory would show up again?” Erika said as she rifled through her closet, clicking her tongue as she pulled out dress after dress, each one making her mouth scrunch up in disgust before she kept looking.
Janine couldn’t argue with that.
“And you know you’d love it if he did,” Erika said with a shit-eating grin, and Janine rolled her eyes, trying desperately to hide that Erika was right.
Janine didn’t want to ruin their friendship, she really didn’t, but something about Gregory made her feel a certain type of way. It filled her with a warmth that she hadn’t even felt for Tariq.
He was just so kind, so thoughtful, so attentive, and it made Janine realize that she’d always deserved better than Tariq. Not that she thought less of him, just that she deserved more than someone whose gaze always passed over her. (And not just because she was short.)
“And you’re going to love what I picked out for you this time!”
The dress Erika chose for her was a bit different. It was another black dress with a slightly deeper neckline and long sleeves. Clearly black was becoming Janine’s signature color in Erika’s mind.
Erika pulled out a dark red dress for herself, sitting down in her makeup chair and putting on her makeup almost robotically, as if she did this every week. She brought out the brown in her eyes with the eyeliner, swiping the mascara brush against her lashes to make them look fuller, thicker, more enticing.
It almost made Janine insecure, the shorter woman settling for light foundation, mascara, and lip gloss, but it felt more authentically her. She was keeping her hair curly this time, too.
When they finally entered the club, Janine felt her insides swim with anxiety. The last time she’d gone clubbing was before winter break, and she forgot how overwhelming the environment was. Music blasted through the DJ’s speakers, the bass thumping through her body, and the place reeked of alcohol, sweat, sex, and cigarette smoke. The lighting was dark, sparse, and had purple undertones.
All of the new stimulation was enough for Janine to feel overwhelmed, feeling the anxious feeling in her stomach churning more threateningly, but then Erika guided Janine’s fingers to rest in the crook of Erika’s elbow.
“Just follow me, I know this is still new to you,” Erika said, and Janine felt her stomach settle just a little bit at Erika’s coaxing.
“Okay,” Janine said with a nervous laugh, following her friend to the bar where she ordered different drinks for them. She handed Janine another tequila sunrise, and Janine enjoyed the sharpness of the orange mixed with the sweetness of the grenadine, regretting not having more of her drink the last time.
But she didn’t get to enjoy her drink much more than last time, as she saw two people who managed to make her stomach churn with that all-familiar anxiety.
The club lights seemed to focus on one person, and when Janine looked over to see who it was, she felt her heart leap into her throat.
The woman in question had dark, wavy hair and Janine recognized the wide, knowing smile, one that was never directed at her, she only got a raised eyebrow and a flat-lined smile.
It was her mom.
The formidable, absent, Vanetta Teagues.
Just her luck. The woman who was “too busy” to visit Janine at work or at home, despite living not too far from the school or Janine’s apartment, apparently wasn’t too busy to stop herself from grinding on men at the club.
What was worse was seeing the woman behind her mother.
It was none other than Ava Coleman, and it looked like the two of them were… friends?
Ava looked at Vanetta almost admiringly, and Janine felt her body tense uncomfortably.
How was it that Janine had to fight for every morsel of attention Ava gave her, only to be rewarded with insults, while her mother, who seemingly had everything, won Ava over through a single interaction?
Then Ava locked eyes with the shorter woman, and she saw Ava give her a half-smile in acknowledgement, which was honestly more than Janine thought she’d get. She sauntered over to Janine quickly and confidently, not hiding the way she appraised Janine’s body on the way over.
“Janine Teagues, back at the club? Wouldn’t have guessed that,” Ava said in a way of greeting, smiling one of her showmanship smiles at the shorter woman before downing the shot in her hand. Janine grimaced, but Ava didn’t break a sweat.
Janine was looking from Ava and back to her mom, hoping that her mom wouldn’t notice her. Part of her hoped desperately that, because her mom never really paid any attention to Janine anyway, that she wouldn’t see the two of them together.
No such luck.
“Janine, baby, is that you?” Vanetta said, her voice pitching higher at the end of her question. She wrapped her daughter in a bone-crushing hug, and Janine cringed at the smell of her mom’s musky perfume mixed with vodka.
Ava furrowed her brow, clearly confused as she looked between an uncomfortable Janine and a beaming Vanetta.
“You two know each other?”
Janine sighed. It was now or never.
“Ava, this is… my mom.”
For the first time possibly ever, Ava looked speechless. Then her mouth hardened into a sharp frown, and she looked at Vanetta accusingly.
“You didn’t mention anything about having a daughter.” Her words came out almost bitterly, looking between the two of them with a visual growing confusion on her face, her eyebrows furrowing as she looked between them.
“But you’re so cool and Janine is so…”
Vanetta kissed her teeth, looking Ava up and down as if ready to take her. Janine was almost flattered that her mom was willing to take someone for her, but she didn’t want this to haunt her, and it wasn’t worth it, Ava threw petty insults her way every day.
Janine opened her mouth to say so, but then Ava’s arm was wrapped around Janine’s shoulders and she was pressing a feather-light kiss to the side of Janine’s head.
“Relax, this is my girlfriend. She knows I love her.”
Janine couldn’t prevent her eyes from widening comically wide, but then Ava was murmuring in her left ear, “just go with it, I can handle it,” before plastering another one of her showman smiles on her face.
What was worse was that Janine felt the few sips of her drink turning in her stomach, feeling almost like the anxiety she felt when she first walked into the club. But this feeling wasn’t entirely unpleasant, it was just… new?
Because Janine could still feel her skin tingling from where Ava kissed her. And Ava’s arm wasn’t an oppressive weight on her shoulders, in fact, it was comforting. It was steady, it was there, it was warm, and it was the most physical affection Janine had gotten since her breakup with Tariq.
She suppressed the urge to burrow herself closer to the warmth Ava provided, thinking that Ava would probably pull away if Janine tried to get closer.
Ava was only doing this to save her own skin. Not for me.
Vanetta looked between the two of them and laughed. “I always told her to go for girls, and she never listened to me. I’m surprised that she went for… you.”
Janine felt a rush of indignation flow through her before feeling another wave of surprise at her indignation.
Ava was always insulting her and goading her, but Janine knew that underneath all of her bravado and unflinching charisma, she was kind, even warm.
She wanted to defend Ava, and what was stopping her?
“I don’t need your approval,” Janine said, trying to keep the bite out of her voice. It was hard to stay calm and level-headed when she was at an overwhelmingly loud club that constantly reeked of cigarette smoke, alcohol, and sweat, and when she was trying desperately not to lean too much into Ava’s intoxicatingly floral smell and comfortingly warm embrace, even if it was just from the side.
Vanetta looked like she was about to fight her own daughter for a second before letting out a hollow laugh, sounding eerily like a hyena. “I know, baby. I just want you to know your worth.”
Ironic words from a woman who often insinuated, time and time again, that Janine wasn’t worth her.
Before Janine could question herself, she pressed a chaste kiss to Ava’s cheek, leaning on her tiptoes to do so. She felt Ava’s arm tighten across her shoulders in response, but Janine didn’t miss Ava’s small, genuine smile as Janine made the gesture.
“Well, she’s worth it to me.”
Maybe this wasn’t as fake as she thought.
For either of them.
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Abbott Elementary + Onion Headlines, Part Four
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gatalentan · 1 year
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ABBOTT ELEMENTARY S02E21
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