#jdronica

[vixysstuff]

🥹🥹🥹

[calivco]

heather can’t handle her grimace shake!!!

[deltasart]

[ev4ikcasswife]

So it's basically heathers fandom

[queer-cosette]

Why is it always "what the fuck have you done?!" and "this ends now!!" and never "how was the murdering, babe? the murdering looked fun, was it fun?"

[mynameissolo]

she's complaining abt her gfs I'm gonna pretend like 2024 didn't just start, happy new year

[creelby]

“oh, you’re a heathers fan? your favourite song from the musical must be candy store!” WRONG! you chucked me out like i was trash for that you should be dead, but but BUT-

[heathersaddict]

[youaintnothinbuta]

OKAY SO I WAS THINKING JD X READER WHO HATES HIM AT FIRST BUT ENDS UP FALLING FOR HIM? I HOPE THAT MAKES SENSE LOVE YOUR WORK BTW💗

“I didn’t know how else to shut you up.”

Summary: you and Jd are partnered for a school project.

Pairing: reader x jd

Word count: 896

Warnings: fluff, probably spelling mistakes/typos

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“Get a load of this. I got paired with trench coat kid for our history assignment. Kill me now.” You ranted, joining your best friends in the hallway, walking to the cafeteria.

“Trench coat kid? Ouch.” Jd pretended to be insulted, accidentally bumping into you in the cafeteria. Your friends continued to your table, you glaring at them as they left you with Jd.

“God, why are you so weird?”

Jd flashed a mischievous smile, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “I prefer fascinating.” he retorted.

You rolled your eyes, "fascinating. How very.”

Undeterred by your dismissive attitude, Jd continued, “Look, I know you don't like me, but we're stuck together for this history project. Can you quit it with the Heather attitude just while we have to work together?”

You sighed, realizing he had a point. As much as you disliked the idea, you were a straight-A student, more or less, and this project wasn’t going to change that. Besides, at the very least, you’ll get to hang around some male company that isn’t Kurt or Ram for once. “Fine,” you grumbled, “but don't expect me to become your new best friend or anything.”

Jd grinned. “Fair enough. Let's meet up at the library after school, and we can start working on the project.”

You gave him one last look, before pushing passed to meet your friends at your table.

***

After the final bell rang, you made your way to the library. Jd was already waiting, sitting at a table near the back. He had his nose buried in a book, seemingly engrossed in its contents.

As you approached, Jd looked up and smiled warmly. “Glad you could make it,” he stood up, pulling out the chair beside him for you. You sat down beside him, slightly surprised by his chivalrous demeanor. “Yeah, well, I'm not one to back down from a challenge,” you replied, earning a small chuckle from Jd.

***

Two days ago you and Jd started your project together, in the library. You spent most of the time making snarky comments at him, however he stayed undiscouraged by your remarks, leaving you with a particular curiosity you’d not felt before. Anyway, the two of you agreed that it’d be better to continue working on it at your house, because you were constantly being shushed by the librarian.

“Where’s your parents?” Jd asked as you walked him though your house, upstairs to your room.

“It’s a Thursday. Their date night. But it’s more like a date afternoon because my mom likes to be in bed by nine thirty.”

“Nine thirty,” Jd, raised an eyebrow, laughing, “wild child.”

“Yeah, I get it from her, can’t you tell?” You joked.

Jd laughed, sitting on the floor, pulling his textbook out his backpack. You sat beside him, taking out the work you two started the other day. Just as you were about to get started, the phone on your bedside table began to ring. You inhaled deeply, waiting for it to ring out.

“Aren’t you gonna get that?” Jd asked.

“No. It’s either Heather, Heather, or Heather.”

Jd took a moment to think, “You’re not really one of them, are you?” The way we spoke was gentle. Usually every sentence he speaks contains at least one sarcastic punch, but he was tender with his words this time, something you’d not heard before.

“Well, my name isn’t Heather.”

“You don’t like them, do you, Y/N?”

You shook your head, “I don’t.”

Jd stared at you for a while, you stared back at him, not in a competitive way, just trying to read the others gaze for a moment.

“Why do you do that to yourself? Involve yourself in them, I mean? Why?”

“Well, it’s just like they’re people I work with and our job is being popular and shit. I can’t exactly just say no.” You gave him a small smile, “but it’d be nice to have someone around that wasn’t a mythic bitch.”

Jd laughed softly, “what about McNamara? She seems tolera—“

“Ugh!” You shouted.

“Woah. Forget I said that, Christ.”

Once again, your telephone rang.

“I can’t stand this! Ho-how does someone end up in this situation- I shoved away my real friends for what?” You ranted, on and on, over the sound of the phone, “I use my grand IQ to decide what lip gloss to wear in the morning and how to hit three keggers before—“

Jd shushed you with the first thing that came to mind. A kiss. As his lips gently connected to yours, you were momentarily taken aback. His unexpected gesture silenced your rambling, leaving you both in a state of quiet astonishment.

When he pulled away, you blinked, trying to process what had just happened. The room was filled with an unusual tension, and the air crackled with unspoken words. You looked at Jd, searching for an explanation in his eyes.

Jd's expression mirrored your confusion, but there was a newfound vulnerability there. “I... I didn’t know how else to shut you up,” he stammered. You stared at him, your mind racing. In that instant, you realized that Jd wasn't just your sarcastic and weird project partner anymore. There was something that had been building between you two. Perhaps it was the shared frustrations, the longing for genuine connections, or simply the way he had seen through the facade you put on for the world.

[donitkitt]

jdronica my beloved

[walking-dead-girrl]

everyone in the heathers movie was in love with veronica and that's my thesis

[nogooddeetz]

jd is one of the most unhinged and worst people in musical theater but goddamn if meant to be yours isn’t also one of the absolute best songs in musical theater. and the feeling with which the jds perform it is fucking phenomenal. like yeah bro you’re literally a school shooter psychopath but i will in fact go absolutely bananas over your crazy manifesto of a song. sing it again wacko!

[horror-lady00]

I think somebody has to say it, might as well be me:

ChanSaw is yuri JDronica and vice versa :p

[chibizaiya]

"You got power. Power I didn't think you had."

[ev4ikcasswife]

Requested fem!jdronica doodle

She's watchin' 👀

[queer-cosette]

Veronica: Time for Plan G. Heather McNamara: Don’t you mean Plan B? Veronica: No, we tried Plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over Plan C due to technical difficulties. Heather McNamara: What about Plan D? Heather Duke: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago. Heather McNamara: Fine, what about Plan E? Veronica: Unfortunately, Heather Chandler veto'd Plan E. Heather Chandler: JD and Veronica get married in Plan E. Gag. JD: Plan E was my favourite. Heather Chandler: Plan E sucked, Red Dawn. Heather McNamara: Okay, so how many plans do we actually have? Is there, like, a Plan M? Veronica: There is, but I’m hoping not to use it. Heather Chandler dies in Plan M. JD: I like Plan M.