#mine: jackie and hyde

[forbescaroline]

235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 64. jackie burkhart and steven hyde - that 70s show

[peeta-mellark]

THAT 70'S SHOW 2x21 "Kelso's Serenade"

[alinelovelace]

"I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you"

Hyde and Jackie, That 70s Show

"Daylight" by Taylor Swift

[endsville]

vehemently rewatching that 70's show + getting hyped for that 90's show + i don't feel like working on these anymore

[70s-show-diary]

Jackie and Hyde, That ‘70s Show “Mine (Taylor's Version)” by Taylor Swift

You made a rebel of a careless man’s careful daughter: The Jackie x Hyde Playlist

[that70sshowgoldencouple]

Would you want a piece of the Forman’s living room carpet?

*NOT* from my own collection but something that pops up on eBay every once in awhile usually going for a few hundred dollars. It’s a pretty interesting piece of memorabilia!

[winnie-the-monster]

I don't think it's talk about enough how Hyde got himself arrested to protect Jackie.

[those70scomics]

T7S Fanworks Update (Because Why Not?)

Another year-and-a-half’s worth of T7S Collectors Stamps has been made.

I made the original batch in 2013 (almost ten years ago). I didn’t start posting them until 2018 (five years later). That was a little more than four years’ worth of stamps I’d made in a short period of time, anticipating someday having to reduce the number of Those ‘70s Comics I posted per week.

Didn’t think I’d burn through ‘em all before I stopped making the comics. Two weeks ago, when scheduling the latest batch of Those ‘70s Comics for tumblr and deviantART, I saw I had very few stamps left by the end of it. Joke’s on me. 😂

My seventeen-chapter story for the 2022 edition of the Zenmasters Anthology is all written and revised. Each chapter is uploaded to and prepped for FFnet and AO3. I made art for each chapter (more than one piece; tried something new) and a really cool (to me, at least) multi-part extra I’ll post here once all the chapters are up.

I continue to work on the enormous T7S story Those Who Play with Demons and a ton of other creative material to go along with it. I’m going big on this one. The idea first came to me in 2013. The original outline is terrible. 😅 I scrapped it and totally reconceived the story in 2016, and I worked on it in earnest beginning in 2018. 

So, yeah, I do the long-game with my T7S projects. 👀

But next up is writing and drawing another year (at least) of Those ‘70s Comics.

Comments? Questions? (I don’t expect any. 🤣)

[ladyofdecember]

Jackie and Hyde have been doing so good together up through this episode. It turns out Jackie's mom has been gone for like two years and so it had just been her and her dad. When her dad got arrested she was just home alone for like six months without anyone noticing. So Hyde started having her sleep over so she wouldn't be alone at night. And Jackie encouraged him to get a job when Leo took off so he went to the job fair and ended up becoming a chef! They make each other better and complete one another. And then all of a sudden, Hyde flips out and cheats on her with this nurse? 😮 Nah uh, unacceptable 🙄

[babybinxxx]

what fandom event (or lack thereof) caused your villain origin story? I'll go first: when Hyde and Jackie didn't stay together in That's 70 Show. I've never been the same sense. I'm still angry so many years later, I think I'll still be thinking about it even when I'm 90 years old and dying.

[eclectic-mania]

she's a killer queen

2. turn and face the strange (ch-ch-changes)

(part 1) | (read it on ao3)

Point Place, WI

July 16, 1977

12:57 AM

A pair of mismatched eyes flew open. 

Jacqueline Burkhart was no stranger to waking up in the middle of the night, but the circumstances surrounding her lack of sleep this time around were definitely... weird. 

The sheets stuck to her sweaty—alright, not sweaty, Jackie Burkhart didn’t sweat—skin thanks to the sweltering heat of a Wisconsin July, and she pulled them off of her as she tried to take stock of what actually woke her up. 

She hadn’t dreamt, not that she could remember, and thank god for that. Her dreams nowadays were downright freaky. In them, she saw other people, people she’d never seen before, people from all sorts of backgrounds. There was a running joke between her and their friends that she hated foreigners—a sentiment her parents seriously believed, even if Jackie herself could never treat it as more than a joke, but even that joke died at the sheer love and kinship she felt for these women that she only ever met in her sleep. In some dreams she is these women, and as them, she fights monsters with deformed faces and giant fangs. Those are more like nightmares, even if she, acting as those women, always wins. 

Jackie shared one such nightmare with Michael once, when he was supposed to spend the night at hers. He huffed and accused her of trying to kill the mood, complete with his trademark “Damn, Jackie,” and she never shared her dreams with him again, monster-ridden or not.

She shuddered, snuggling deeper into her bed. It’s not the first time she’s seen that... hideous creature in her brain, but tonight, now, it doesn’t bring up the same fear. No, for some reason, tonight the vision makes her... anxious. Not in a running way either; in a fighting way. 

Anyway, it wasn’t the dreaming that woke her up this time. Nor was it her usual fear of sleeping alone in a big house, although it was in the back of her mind to check the locks again when she woke up in the morning. Her eyes moved across the room and, finding nothing amiss, she shook her head and relaxed again. I better not wake up again, she grumbled to herself as her eyelids drooped. I need my beauty sleep, damn it. 

She remained oblivious, as her sleep went on undisturbed, of the new power thrumming in her veins. 

The summer days were long and lonely when her friends were busy. Sure, Jackie could have hung out with other cheerleaders, but the girls on the team made her feel terrible, not just about herself but about everyone. She was her worst self when she tried to fit in with them, but damn it, she loved cheering. It was the one thing she did that brought her joy to her days, aside from spending time with (okay, bossing around) Michael. 

She frowned. Come to think of it, she hadn’t spent much time with Michael lately, even though she went to the basement almost every day. Half the time, he wasn’t even there! Still, she was able to get closer with the rest of the basement gang, so it wasn’t a total loss. Fez loved her, Eric and Steven tolerated her, and Donna... Donna was her best friend, and she was a much better friend than anyone on the cheer team, that was damn sure. Hell, even the Formans were wonderful to be around! They were great company, better than her high school social circle and her perpetually absent parents, but that didn’t mean she didn’t miss her man.

Well, then, it was decided. Jackie would be spending the day at the Formans. 

It was a normal day, just as bright and warm as the other summer days, but something was off. Come to think of it, something had been off since the night before when she’d woken up abruptly. She’d been feeling... powerful, she decided, but in the most subtle way possible. She felt an understated strength and damn it, try as she might, she just couldn’t explain it. It didn’t help that she nearly snapped her eyeliner pencil in two just by grabbing it, nor that she seemed to anticipate a car running a stop sign before it even approached the crossing.

You’re just overthinking it, she said to herself as walked over to the Forman residence, though she swore she never used to walk this fast before. Nothing’s wrong, nothing’s different, it’s all in your head.

She said it to herself enough that she believed it. And then she nearly tore the basement door right off its hinges. 

Oops.

Luckily, the only person in the basement was Steven, and he barely paid attention to her on a regular day. But what about today had been regular so far? She saw his eyes widen behind his glasses as she closed the basement door, ten times gentler now after the slam she opened it with. Jackie could practically see the gears turning in his head, and she braced herself for the insults and name-calling to begin. She could hear it already: Jackie Burkhart, cheerleader freak. 

Thankfully, what he actually said was nothing of the sort. “Look, whatever Kelso did, don’t take it out on the damn door, okay?” 

“The door’s just falling apart,” she said, trying to hide her relief, “it wasn’t my fault, and besides, nothing happened to it. It probably just blew open with the wind. Mr. Forman should really fix that door sometime soon.” 

Hyde opened his mouth to respond, but blessedly, he was interrupted by the presence of Michael Kelso himself. 

Perfect, a worthy target of her frustration. “Michael, where have you been lately? I feel like you’re not around a lot nowadays.” 

Michael stammered, looking between Steven and Donna and Eric, who had just come down the stairs from the kitchen. “I’ve been walking the dog. Yeah, yeah, that dog is crazy, Jackie, he needs to pee all the time.” 

“Michael,” she huffed, eyes narrowing, “you don’t have a dog.” 

Lies. He’s lying to you. 

“Yeah, Jackie, I don’t, but, but I gotta walk it anyway because... because I got a job! Yeah, my dad won’t give me any more money for our dates and stuff, so I’m walking dogs now. Yup.”

And really, Jackie shouldn’t have let it slide that she was suspicious, but the implication that he was doing it for her was just too sweet. He was doing what her dad did, trying to provide for her, even if he disappeared from her life in the process. She couldn’t fault him for that, could she? Besides, she’d look like a total bitch if she confronted him after that.

Sure, she’d appreciate some attention sometimes, too, but... wait, was that something she wanted from Michael, or her dad?

“Well,” she sighed, smiling as she plopped onto his lap, “how about we use that date money now?” 

The others in the room were watching with amusement, and their snickering as Michael stammered through some question or another did not go unnoticed by Jackie. They’re just laughing because Michael’s an idiot. That’s all. They’re not laughing at you.

This belief was cemented by the fact that Donna threw a newspaper at him, trying to hide her laughter. “Go ahead, Kelso, plan a date for Jackie.” 

He still looked lost, so Jackie threw him a bone. “Michael, I want to go to the movies today.” 

Eyes brightening, he looked for the movie timings in the paper. 

Throughout the ensuing discussion about Smokey and the Bandit and girl movies, Jackie couldn’t fully move away from the fact that Michael was definitely lying to her. He didn’t have the scent of dog anywhere on him, unlike Mr. Wilkerson when she walked by his yard on the way here. The Wilkerson dog was sickly and not too active, but Jackie could still smell it clear as day on Mr. Wilkerson, and the closest she’d gotten to him was walking past him as he sat on his porch. So there had been no dog-walking or Jackie would’ve smelled it, like how she could smell Donna’s dollar store shampoo and the detergent Mrs. Forman used on Eric’s clothes. 

When had she gotten so good at picking out scents? 

The movie was a great distraction, totally uncomplicated. The Goodbye Girl was great aside from its direct parallels to Jackie’s life, but she could overlook that for Richard Dreyfuss’s insane Richard III performance. She was still giggling at the absurdity of it when Fez reached over and kissed her, with tongue.

Well, so much for uncomplicated.

It didn’t help that Michael punched Fez in the face, which meant they were all sent home. The kiss was great, maybe the best Jackie had ever had, but even that couldn’t distract from the pure fury in Jackie’s heart when she realized what exactly had happened, once she finally had the chance to reflect on it in private. 

Who gave him the right to touch me? 

She suddenly longed to rip Fez limb from limb, to tear his tongue out with her bare hands. A part of her suspected that she actually could do so, too, if she chose. She had that power now. 

That power. 

Where had it come from? Why did it manifest in her? Of course Jackie Burkhart was special, she’d be the first to tell you that, but she didn’t want to be a freak. Her mismatched eyes already made her one; because of them, she’d endured taunts of “freak” and “mutant” for the bulk of her childhood, half of them coming from her own mother. Jackie hated her eyes, and she was quickly growing to hate her newfound abilities in a similar fashion. They didn’t make her special, they made her a freak. And she refused to let anyone call her a freak any longer. 

Not only that, but powers like these were dangerous. Jackie may not have been a comic book dweeb like Eric or a conspiracy nut like Steven but even she knew that people with abilities like hers were at risk of being locked up and experimented on. 

Jackie didn’t want to be locked up! How would she be head cheerleader by her senior year if she was stuck in a secret government facility, being dissected? 

No, she couldn’t let that happen. So Jackie did what any intelligent, rational teenage girl would do: she scribbled about it in her super-secret diary (as opposed to the regular diary she knew her parents and Michael tried to snoop in) and resolved to hide her powers from the public forever, or for however long they lasted. No superhero business for her, no sirree! 

Besides, this was Point Place. Even if she wanted to use her powers for good, when would she get an opportunity to do that around here?

--

Across town, a couple stumbled into an alley next to a bar. The blond man pushed the woman into the brick wall of the bar, relishing in the delighted groan that ripped from her throat. 

“Randy,” she mewled, half-laughing, “yeah, baby, just like that, just—”

The next thing to rip from her throat was her blood, and he happily guzzled it, letting her collapse against the wall once she was drained. 

Randy gazed down at her, sated. It would’ve been smarter to turn her, but he was hungry, and who wanted to change the world on an empty stomach? No matter, he’d turn the next one, maybe one of the other barflies in the pub he’d just walked out of. This town seemed better than any to enact his plan, after all. Yeah, he grinned to himself, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, Point Place’ll be just fine.

[peeta-mellark]

THAT 70'S SHOW — 3x08 Jackie Bags Hyde

[starrystormwritings]

Date

Date

Master List <3 Request List <3 That 70s Show Master List

Stephen Hyde x Reader

A/n: Sorry that this is a lot of 'blank' said whilst doing 'blank' but I'm not used to doing mostly dialogue but I really wanted to try to get the characters across well, as always any criticism or requests are needed lol. Also I feel like this is obvious but I still want to state that this fic is purely because I love the character and I do not in anyway support the actor.

Summary: Your desperate to find a date for the school dance but Hyde's desperate that you don't

Warnings: Kissing, making out, smoking, drinking, mentions of being drunk and getting high, kinda oblivious Y/n

Word Count: 1949

(NOT MY GIF)

"What's wrong with you?" Hyde asked, taking my attention away from the beer can I was staring at.

"Hm? Nothing." I smiled at him and lent back into the sofa.

Kelso was sat next to me, his arms lying across the back of the sofa and behind my head.

Jackie was sat on Kelso's lap, playing with his hair with a love sick smile on her face despite him looking straight past her at the tv.

Donna was sat by the door. Eric stood behind her, wandering back and forth casually before leaning on the back of her chair again.

Fez was sat on the floor leaning his back on the sofa, sat between mine and Kelso's legs. He was happily eating some candy I picked up for him before I got here whilst watching the TV as well.

As per usual Hyde was sat on his chair, he was leaning forward with a beer can in one hand and rolling paper in the other.

"You have been unusually quiet." Donna said giving me a look.

"Wow am I really that loud usually that when I'm quiet for five minutes everyone thinks somethings wrong?" I asked with a chuckle, fiddling with the can I was holding.

"Yes." Eric said with a laugh "now what's wrong."

"No it's stupid don't worry." I said, shaking my head.

"Yeah I was expecting it to be stupid before I asked, I braced myself before." Hyde said with a smile, rolling a blunt on the table in front of him.

"Y/n just tell us so they will stop talking on the TV!" Fez said whilst shaking his head, giving me an annoyed look before turning his attention back to the cartoon.

"Fine. No one's asked me to the school formal yet, I guess I'm just a little bummed out about it." I chuckled slightly at how pathetic I sounded and glanced around at my friends.

Hyde laughed and shook his head "Yeah you were right that was stupid."

"Awe Y/n I'll go to the dance with you." Kelso said putting his arm around my shoulders with a grin "Your smoking hot, we'd photograph well together" He winked at me before Jackie hit him hard in the chest.

"Michael! We're going to the dance together!" Jackie looked at him with offence and stormed out of the room.

"Well she never asked me." Kelso said, rolling his eyes and following after her. "Jackie wait! Your smoking hot too!"

"Dumbass." Eric said with a laugh, taking a seat next to me on the sofa as he watched his friend run out of the room.

"Don't worry about the dance Y/n I'll be your date!" Fez said smiling up at me from the floor.

"It's okay Fez I want to go with someone who's into me not just a friend." I smiled back at him, taking a handful of candy to pick at myself.

I glanced over at Hyde, he was too focused in beginning to roll another blunt that it didn't even seem like he was listening anymore.

It's not like I liked Hyde or anything, we've been friends for as long as I can remember.

But over the last couple years we'd gotten so close that sometimes I'd convince myself that maybe there was sometime else there.

I'd never risk our friendship like that though.

"What about that Austin guy that you've been seeing?" Donna asked, quirking an eyebrow at me.

Hydes head shot up at that, suddenly interested enough in the conversation to take his sunglasses off.

"Austin? As in football player Austin Jones? Since when the hell have you been seeing that jerk?" He asked, putting down the perfectly put together blunt he'd just finished.

"We've hung out a couple times, I had to tutor him for extra credit in history and we just started going out to get food after." I shrugged at him and gave him a confused look as he pretended to be sick.

"That guys a fucking loser, he's head of the anti-drugs club at school, why the hell would you wanna be seen with him?" He said shaking his head.

"He's nice, and he needs to be in that club to be the head footballer." I looked back over to Donna, shrugging Hydes over reactions off "I thought he liked me but he still didn't ask."

"Well why don't you ask him? Why should you have to wait around for him to pluck up the courage to talk to you, go ask him yourself." She said leaning forward, obviously cutting herself off from beginning another feminist rant.

I bit my lip and thought for a second before nodding "You know what, I think I will." I smiled at her and lent over to give her a high five.

She nodded enthusiastically, obviously proud of herself "Hell yeah."

"Yeah whatever, we gonna light these baby's or what?" Hyde asked with a small smile, holding up the two blunts to the group.

~~~

I opened the door to Eric's basement to be met with Donna Kelso and Jackie all sat on the floor in front of the sofa watching some new stupid show, Donna's face lighting up seeing me since she wasn't alone with the two of them being grossly 'in love' anymore.

I threw myself down onto the couch behind them with a sigh, causing the three of them to turn around.

"What's wrong?" Donna asked, patting my back.

"Austin said he doesn't want to go to the dance with me, apparently he doesn't like me like that." I frowned at her and sat up with another sigh.

I knew I was being dramatic, he was just a guy after all and I wasn't really that into him but it still stung.

"Awe I'm sorry." Donna said, giving me a pitied look.

"Now I'm going to have to be the only one alone. You'll have Eric, you two have each other, Fez will probably show up with some weird girl he finds ten minutes before the dance starts and Hyde has the love of his life, Mary Jane." Donna laughed slightly and shook her head at me as I continued rambling "I thought he really liked me, I mean we've made out in his car like ten times."

Jackie left Kelso's side to sit next to me and give me a hug "Oh Y/n I'm sorry, men are pigs."

"Hey what about me!" Kelso asked defensively.

"Pigs!" She responded kicking him lightly. "He was too popular for you anyway. You'd do better with a more indie guy like Hyde or that guy who sits in the back of the library at lunch and rips the poetry books. Not a jock."

"Thanks Jackie, you always find just the right things to say." I said, causing Donna to snort and Jackie to beam, the sarcasm flying straight over her head.

"I know what might've happened!" Kelso said with a smile, looking proud of himself.

"Oh this'll be good." Donna said with a smile, getting up to sit in Hydes chair.

"Well after you guys left last night me and Hyde were drinking and Eric drove us to Fatso burger where we bumped into Austin and Hyde like totally threatened him." Kelso said, smiling as the rest of us looked at him with a mixed expression of shock and confusion.

"What do you mean threatened him?" I questioned him but before he could respond the door opened as Hyde walked in.

"Hey guys what's happening?"

"You threatened Austin?" I asked standing up.

"What no?" He looked caught out, obviously lying, his voice crack just highlighting the fact.

"Kelso just said you did last night, what did you say?"

"Y/n I can't even remember I was so drunk last night, I didn't even get to school until after lunch I was so hungover."

Kelso jumped up with a smile "I remember! You said that if he even thought about going to the dance with Y/n you would run him over in the Visa Cruiser and score a touch down with his decapitated head."

"Ew." Jackie said with a disgusted look.

Donna chuckled slightly before shaking her head. "Dark dude."

Hyde punched Kelso in the arm before pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

"Ow dude what the hell!"

"Hyde why would you do that you knew I wanted to go to the dance with him, is this some kind of stupid prank or something because it's not funny. I'm upset." I said, furrowing my eyebrows as I frowned at him.

"Y/n can we talk about this somewhere else , away from these bozos."

Is nodded and followed him out to Eric's driveway, sitting on the hood of the Vista Cruiser as Hyde stood in front of me.

"Y/n he's just not a good fit for you!" He said running his hands through his hair with a sigh.

"Why not! He's a nice enough guy, he's smart and athletic. As Jackie keeps mentioning he's popular and attractive why wouldn't I like him." I shook my head at him, not even trying to withhold my annoyance.

"Y/n his favourite band is Boney M, you love Zeppelin and Aerosmith. He's anti drugs and you smoke at least three blunts a week. He likes sports and you've never sat through a game in your life, he won't even take you out on an actual date you just grab food and make out in his car. You deserve better than that."

"Well I haven't got anyone better than that, and I liked him. Plus that wasn't your decision to make!" I crossed my arms in annoyance, watching him pace back and forth.

"I'm your best friend I was just looking out for you, you deserve someone you have something in common with."

"Like who!"

"Like me! I wanted to ask you! Goddamnit." He looked away from me, anxiously and awkwardly shifting around.

"You wanted to ask me? Stephen I appreciate it but I wanted to go with a date not a friend." I stood up next to him, pacing my hands on his shoulders to still his movements.

"God how oblivious are you?"

"What do you mean-"

Before I could finish the thought his lips were on mine.

He kissed me softly, bringing his hand up to the side of my face.

Once the shock of the action cleared I kissed back, going up onto my toes to reach his height with a smile.

He pulled back after a second, keeping the closeness between us and his hand on my face.

"Oh. I get what you mean now." I said, feeling my cheeks get hot as I laughed lightly.

"Oh really?" He chuckled and smiled down at me "Will you go to the dance with me."

"Yes you idiot I will. Although we should probably go on a proper date first, if that's what you want of course."

"Yeah, I'll take you on a nice date somewhere. We can do this properly, take it slow and all." He said with a shy smile.

I nodded and we stood in silence for a second before we both lent into each other again, wanting to kiss.

He lent down to deepen the kiss and I smiled against his lips as he shifted me back to lean against the Vista Cruiser.

"Um sorry to interrupt guys but I have some many questions about what ever this is. And why the hell are you doing it on my car! Get off!" Eric yelled from behind us, forcing us to pull away from each other with smiles plastered across both of our faces.

"Sorry Eric."

[thatseventiesbitch]

Welcome back to another installment of That '70s Show original script analysis! This week we'll be looking at the season two finale, S2xE26 "Moon Over Point Place". There are not a ton of changes, but there are a few cut moments for the Zennies 🥰 (the episode was written by the Filgos, after all).

The first piece of cut dialogue is between Donna and Kelso in the first scene, after Donna calls out Jackie's burn of Kelso.

Next we have this whole missing scene (!!) between Eric, Donna, and Timmy. It immediately follows their scene at The Hub, where Timmy starts chanting "Hey everybody - Donna showed her ass!"

Timmy asks Donna to sign her butt picture in the year book, and Donna does - with a funny quip. But Eric doesn't see the humor in it and is feeling sorry for himself. He makes his "This is the worst ______ ever" joke, which is apparently a Charlie Brown reference

Then we have a small but I think significant and interesting change: in the scene where Jackie approaches Hyde later in the Hub, she originally called him Hyde but in the episode that aired called him Steven. 👀

There's some stage direction that is cut from the episode at the end of that scene. Notice the interaction Hyde and Timmy were supposed to have. Hyde was supposed to bully him, essentially, and steal his food.

So - Timmy had a larger role in the overall episode before certain parts were cut. That's important later...

Eric and Donna's dialogue in their final scene on the driveway is slightly different at the end. Eric insists that he "loves the nudity" and Donna calls him "Prudalicious" 😂🤣

In the next scene, there's a very interesting line change for Jackie.

In the original script she says she got the bag of pot by stealing it from her dad's stash. In the episode that ultimately aired, she said she bought it from her housekeeper. 👀

Hyde's explanation to the cop is different in the script, too. In the actual episode, all he said was "What are you doing man? The bag is mine. C'mon - cheerleader, dirtbag..." In the script, he still encourages the cop to compare he and Jackie, but uses different reasoning.

And after the cop walks Hyde away, Jackie has this cut line 🥺. It was supposed to be a fairly emotional moment.

And then we have this cut line from Laurie in the final moment, when Hyde calls Red from jail.

Finally - remember their classmate, Timmy? His participation in the final "booty shake" circle during the credits makes more sense with the full context of the original episode. He played a bigger role initially, and had more substantive interactions with both Donna and Hyde. (This might seem obvious, but I remember arguing quite a bit with the friend I originally watched That '70s Show with when we first saw this episode! We couldn't agree about who the extra butt was. 😂 Mystery solved. It's definitely Timmy.)

That's a wrap on S2xE26! Thanks for reading with me, your host, @thatseventiesbitch and stay tuned for more 😘

Other Scripts I've Posted:

S2xE20 "Kiss of Death" S2xE22 "Jackie Moves On" S5xE21 "Trampled Under Foot" S7xE8 "Angie"

[70s-show-diary]

Jackie and Hyde, That ‘70s Show “Mine (Taylor’s Version)” by Taylor Swift

You made a rebel of a careless man’s careful daughter: The Jackie x Hyde Playlist

[multiyandereimagines]

Yo can we get a yandere Hyde/Jackie from that 70s show :3

Sure thing, Anon! I wasn’t sure exactly how you wanted this so I went with a Steven Hyde and a Jackie Burkhart headcanons separately, I hope that’s okay!

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Yandere Steven Hyde & Jackie Burkhart Headcanons

Steven Hyde

- He would be demanding for sure, about everything.

- He would pretty much be attached to you alllll the time.

- If you were at Foreman’s place, he’d be there, which would be the norm.

- But then it would start to freak you out when you would be at your friends houses and he would literally just walk in as if it was his own house.

- Sometimes, he would literally wait outside their house until you finally came out.

- “What the hell, Hyde… why are you here?!”

- “I just want to be with my darling, is that so bad?”

- Your friends would practically beg you to end things with him since he was so… weird.

- You thought about it, but every single time you were with your boyfriend and he would give you so much love and even gift you some of his prized rock records. You couldn’t go through with it.

- You’re the only person he would be forever nice and sweet to. Often times seeing a different side to him no one else got the privilege to see. It made you swoon even harder for him.

- He would pretty much stalk you all the time. No matter what. Every. Where. You. Went.

- You got used to it soon enough, never having the heart to break up with him, or even talk about it with him.

- Whenever he sensed you were weirded out or tried to keep a distance, he would always resort back to love-bombing the hell out of you. Completely blinding you from all of his red flags. And it worked, every single time.

- He always knew exactly what to do to keep you with him, so he was never really worried about you getting away. You can’t. He will never let you. You’re going to be stuck with him forever, whether you’d like it or not.

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Jackie Burkhart

- If you thought Hyde is super demanding, Jackie would be even crazier about it.

- She wouldn’t let anyone touch you. Especially Donna. She grew so much resentment over her.

- She would shout at her, accuse her of trying to get with you. In front of everyone which humiliates you every time.

- But that never stops you from ending things with Jackie. Mostly because you were way too scared of her, but also you were just completely blinded by her great looks.

- She would give you those adorable eyes she knew you love so much to persuade you to do whatever she wanted you to do.

- Whether it would be to go out and buy food for the both of you.

- Or when it would come down to never speaking to certain people, ever again.

- That would explain why you were slowly losing friends day by day, the only person you truly had, was Jackie.

- And she loves it that way. She’s got you completely wrapped around her finger.

- “Y/N! I told you not to hang out with them! They’re obviously into you and they’re trying to take you away from me! You’re mine!”

- “But Jackie, they’re not into me… they’re my only fri-“

- “Don’t care!” Adorable puppy dog eyes ensues.

- “Ugh… fine.”

- She never plans on letting you go, using her good looks to get whatever she wanted out of you, and it works like a charm. It’s not like you were planning on leaving her anyway. It’s damn near impossible.