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voidesart · 6 months

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Stolen bag, stolen heart.

Pairing: Jason Dean x reader

Word count: 447 words

Warnings: none

Summary: while in a hurry, you accidentally steal a cute guy’s bag.

Fandom: Heathers (1989)

Type: fluff (?)

Authors note: first fanfic on my new account, WHOOO!!!!! Hope y’all enjoy!

“I’m so sorry, I should’ve looked where I was going.” You didn’t look at the person you bumped into, but it wasn’t hard to guess by his long black trench coat. You hadn’t even talked to him properly, this was technically your first time interacting with him. That didn’t mean you hadn’t noticed him though. Jason Dean was not that sore on the eye.

Both of yours bags had fallen onto the ground. Without giving it a second thought you quickly grabbed a bag and ran for to your class. You were already late and being late for class always resulted in a long talk about why being on time is one of the most important things as a human. You yelled another ‘sorry’ over your shoulder as you ran, making eye contact with Jason.

Before JD could react you were gone. His eyes followed your person as it entered the classroom, before he looked at the bag on the floor, noticing it wasn’t familiar. He groaned and crouched down to grab it, even though he had a free hour, he wasn’t keen on barging in a class to get his bag back.

As you entered the class you felt a difference in the weight you were carrying. You looked down and noticed that you weren’t carrying your own bag and let out a frustrated sigh. As you were about to turn around to find the owner again, you heard the teacher clear her throat. This really wasn’t great timing.

The class went by very slowly, but when it was finally over you almost ran out of there.

You quickly went towards the cafeteria looking for the guy in the trenchcoat, knowing he would want his bag back just like you wanted yours, when you heard footsteps coming from behind you, You turned around and kept your gaze focused on the bag in your hands.

“You’ve got my bag-“

“I know, I’m sorry! I should’ve just ran back towards you but the teacher didn’t allow me and-“

You were cut off with a soft chuckle, you looked at him in confusion.

“You know, you’ve said sorry more times then we’ve talked. You say that a lot don’t ya?” He said, you could hear the grin radiating from his sentence. Blushing from embarrassment you finally looked up at him, His blue-Green eyes meeting yours. “I feel it a lot.” You said with small smile.

“Well you should, you bump into me, steal my bag” he says, his grin turning into a smug smirk, “and I don’t even get to know your name.” You look at him, smile, and properly introduce yourself.

“A stunning name, for a captivating person.”

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little-bumblebeeee · 7 months

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Hey ! Can I requestJason Dean x reader (she/her) where the reader is getting a lot of male attention and Jason get jealous, but reader calm him down and assure him that she love him ect...

Hey!! Sorry it took so long, I'm back in school and it's taking up quite a bit of my time, but I do try to put in a little bit each day when I do have time :) I realize you probably meant that JD and reader (most likely you ;P) were already together, but I went the friends to lovers route :>

JD watches as Kurt and Ram stand on either side of you, leaning next to your locker with sly smiles on their faces. He doesn't care what they're saying, he doesn't care what you're saying. He wants them out of his sight and away from you, he wants them gone. You quickly notice his gaze, dipping between Kurt and Ram grateful to get away from those two as you rush over to your best friend

"Hey, I was wondering where you were!" You say as he keeps his gaze off of you, a sour expression on his face as he closes his locker a little too hard, making some freshman next to him flinch like a gunshot just went off before scrambling away. You know something is wrong immediately as he doesn't act like this often. "Hey, what's going on?" You ask him, leaning back against the locker next to him, leaning so your face comes into his vision. JD takes a deep breath through his nose, trying not to lash out at you, as he knows you did nothing wrong. But he can't stop the fire burning within him, up his back and chest and into his brain, making his whole intentions fuzzy with pure anger. He shouldn't be this jealous over his best- and only- friend, you should be able to flirt with people, be flirted with, go on dates with anyone you want without him hating them with a burning passion that rivals even the hottest flames of hell.

"JD, come on. Are you alright?" You ask him. You have no idea what gets him like this, you just hope it's not something you did. He takes a couple deep breaths, scrunching his eyes shut. His chest feels like it's caving in, just breathe, in and out, in and out, in and- fuck it. "No, why would I be? All the time, I have to watch guys flock to you like you're some sort of goddess, I can't stand it!" He says, hitting his locker by accident. Well, you think it's an accident. "What? You're not my boyfriend, you have no right to be jealous of guys that I don't even like." You say, crossing your arms. It pains you to say it, but it was a knee-jerk reaction. One that you wish you could've thought about, because now you kinda seem like a jerk to the boy you like who also just happens to be your best friend. He sighs, rolling his eyes and running his hands through his hair. "But I want to be. That's the whole damn point, I don't want to watch these guys crowd around you all the time, call me selfish but I want it to just be me." He says.

You're stunned, you can feel your face go both cold and hot at the same time, you don't even know what to do. "What?" You finally manage to say. "Yes!" He says in an exasperated tone of voice. The bell rings and he walks away, only for you to follow him. "JD, come on, don't just walk away!" You say, and you can't help the smile tugging at the corners of your lips. When you finally catch up to him, he looks even more annoyed than before, and this time it is kind of at you. "Why the hell are you smiling? This is funny to you?" He spits, and you smile only wider."Im tired of them too, but that's not the point." You say. JD looks kind of pissed, but he's going to listen to what you say, because you're the only person he'd ever trust, and he doesn't want to change that now. "The point is, that I love you, Jason." You tell him. His whole face becomes one of shock and just.. awe. "What." He says, it doesn't even sound like a question.

"I said I love you. And only you. So-" You start, but the bell rings again. The halls are empty and the school security guard starts to do that slow waddle/walk thing towards you both, so you both bolt in separate directions and try to get to class before you're caught without hall passes. You might have gotten to class late, and your teacher is totally pissed, but you could really care less.

#heathers the musical #heathers #heathers movie #jd heathers #jd x reader #jason dean #jason dean x reader #jason dean imagine #heathers fanfic #oh hello little anon

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rotten-debzee · 11 months

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Some days ago I did this fanart of that one chansaw superhero story but I forgot to post it lol

I really like the story (tho I'm bad at reading action scenes, my vocabulary is not that broad), and who knows maybe later on I'll do some other doodles cuz there are a few scenes worth drawing

#i didn't liked the coloring tho #but i love how ronnies face look :3 #chansaw #heather chandler #veronica sawyer #heathers fanart #heathers #heathers fanfic #rotten draws

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scrunchie-87 · 1 year

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Someone should make a fanfic titled “Wrong Window!”, where each chapter is a different oneshot based off Veronica breaking into a different characters window.

#fries #heathers #heathers fanfic #heathers the musical #veronica sawyer

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kaylahburke · 1 year

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This was commissioned from the lovely hildadraw14 for my ongoing DukeSaw story series, Realist Analysis!

#heathers #heather duke #realist analysis #dukesaw #heathers fanart #heathers fanfic

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how-very-salty · 8 months

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there new chapter let's have some fun on ao3~

human version of this art will soon be

#heathers #jason dean #heathers musical #j.d.#veronica sawyer #jdonica #heather fic #ao3fic #heathers fanfic #demon au

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scouts-mockingbird · 5 months

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Tis the damn season! 🎄🎄🎄

#heathers #heathers fanfic #fake dating

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sprnklersplashes · 9 months

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jdronica 32? <3

set in the college-era of not beyond repair

When Veronica first starts to wake, its to the impossibly light touch of a hand against her bare shoulder. It could almost be accidental, its that light, and no sooner has she felt it than she's drifting off again, the mattress sinking beneath her body.

But then it comes back, just a tad more force pressed against her shoulders, and the corners of her mouth twitch.

She lets herself take her time waking up, because it's been a long week and because she doesn't not enjoy the delicate dance of his fingers across her skin. Her defences are down and they stay there, even though the only things "protecting" her body are a bra and her underwear. Modesty has long since left her, at least where this room is concerned.

After a few more minutes of careful caressing and floating in that halfway space between awake and asleep, her mind finally begins to perk up as a playful kiss is pressed to her neck. Warmth pools in her belly, and her bare legs shift against the sheets. A giggle is stuck in the back of her throat and it emerges as something low and bubbly and just about recognisable.

As she starts slowly pulling herself together, the kisses travel lazily up and down her neck, to her shoulder, up behind her ear. With the world this quiet, she feels his nose press against her skin and with that simple contact her whole body comes to light. The leg hooked around hers, the hand pressed warmly against her stomach. She feels it all and it pulls her from wherever she'd been to the solid reality of the tangled sheets on JD's bed.

This time, she doesn't bother hiding her laugh as he kisses her cheek. Her eyes finally flutter open to the blurry picture of his bedroom, slowly shifting into focus. The curtains are already open. the sun draped across the carpet and honestly, part of her is a little annoyed. How dare he leave her in bed.

But all thoughts of annoyance are banished when he croons "good morning darling" in her ear. She turns and meets his lips, the kiss quick and chaste and tasting vaguely of mint. She groans quietly, nuzzling for a moment against his collarbone.

"Morning yourself," she murmurs. "What time are we on?"

"Just gone eleven."

"Ugh." She lets her head fall against the pillow. Beside her, JD toys with her fingers. "You know, if I were still at college, I'd be running across the quad to get to my international law class."

"Sounds exciting," he teases. He lets go of her hand and wraps a lock of her hair around his fingers. "But... since you're on spring break and therefore, not at college, what would you say to letting your amazingly talented and hot boyfriend make you breakfast?"

"Depends," she grins. "Does the amazingly talented and hot boyfriend have access to coffee?"

"For you, we'll use the filter," he says. That draws a laugh out of her, as bright and as airy as the spring day outside. JD grabs her wrists and pulls her up to her knees and she can't find it in her to complain, not even when the blanket falls away and goosebumps prickle at her skin. Because he's sitting before her, messy morning hair and dimples and giving her one of his shirts because hers is crumpled beneath his bed right now.

"I'd expect nothing less," she tells him. He chuckles and gets up to go, but in the heat of the moment, she decides he's not getting off that easy. So she grabs his arm, laughs at his confused face, and pulls him down to kiss him again. It lingers just a little longer than the last one. Long enough for her.

"What was that for?" he asks.

"To say good morning," she replies. She pushes a stray curl behind his ear. "And because I always get the last word in this relationship."

And because I love you, she adds silently. Not that it needs saying.

#jdronica #jdronica ff #pure au jdronica #heathers the musical #heathers fanfic #omg i missed these bbs #heathers musical fic #jason dean #veronica sawyer #veronicaslvr

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that-thing-on-your-shoe · 1 year

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I wanna write a fanfic, here are my ideas

Ok, hear me out. AU where Veronica is a pick me girl, but instead of being “one of the guys” she’s “one of the heathers”.

Or, au where it follows a mean girls like story line, she’s sent into the heathers by Martha to get revenge on them, but ends up falling in love with chandler.

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xuntilweareghosts · 2 years

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heathers cast change september 4th 💙🦋🥲

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thetenamongstthesethrees · 1 year

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GUYS I FINALLY GOT AN AO3 ACC!!! WHAT SHOULD BE THE FIRST FANFIC I POST? I ALREADY HAVE A FEW IN THE DRAFTS!! AAAAAAAA IM SO FLUCKING HAPPY<3333

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purple-scrunchie · 11 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Heathers (1988), Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Heather Chandler/Veronica Sawyer, Heather Chandler & Veronica Sawyer Characters: Heather Chandler (Heathers), Veronica Sawyer Additional Tags: Study Sessions, Useless Lesbians, Gays in Denial, Awkward Flirting, One Shot, Short & Sweet, building up to Chansaw Series: Part 3 of Assorted Heathers Fics Summary:

Veronica hated playing Heather's little Reindeer games. Well, that's what she told herself, anyways. (Set between the bathroom scene and the cafeteria scene in chapter 2 of Undone)

#scrunchie writes #undone #heathers #heathers the musical #heathers 1988 #heathers fanfic #chansaw #heather chandler #veronica sawyer

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little-bumblebeeee · 5 months

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Hey, can I request Jason Dean X transmasc reader, where they were away(on the like a trip or smth) and were on T, and when they came back JD didn't realise how deep their voice was now and was surprised?

SORRY IF IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE😭

GOD sorry this took so long, life has been kicking my ass and I really wanted to get this right :/

JD x transmasc reader

Warnings: no use of y/n, reader's appearance isn't described, cursing (I think "holy shit" appears like, once?), fluff!, reader is insecure about "passing" and their look and voice but dw happy ending

You were scurrying around your small apartment, cleaning like it's what keeps you alive but you need to distract yourself. Jason hadn't been home in a while, his dad had dragged him along for a fishing trip when it was clear that Jason was going to hate every single bit of it, especially the fact that he had to spend time with his father. You know you should be ready to comfort him, but you're worried. Your voice is different, you look different. And he doesn't know that. He's not one for phone calls, mostly texting or sending you random pictures of things. So he doesn't know how different you are now, even just over the course of a week and a half. You jolt as you hear the keys in the door, then the creak letting you know he's here. Your mind is running at a million miles per hour, your heart going even faster. You know he's exhausted by the heavy thunk of him dropping his shoes at the door, usually he just sets them down quietly and neatly.

You didn't dare speak, just keeping your back turned as you wipe down the kitchen counters, trying to keep your breathing steady. You don't know why you're so panicked, you know he loves you.. but at the same time, what if he doesn't? You can't get that ugly thought out of your mind, your brain whirring with the "What if's?". What if he doesn't like you? What if he thinks you look weird, sound weird, smell weird?

"Hellooo? I've been calling out to you since I walked in the door." Jason says as he walks into the kitchen, quickly noticing something you hadn't. You weren't even wiping down the counters, just blue screening while holding the cloth against the counter. He comes up behind you and wraps his slim arms around your waist, putting his head on your shoulders."You doing okay there, handsome?" He murmurs into the shell of your ear as his fingers toy with the hem of your shirt. You gulp. You don't want to respond, and even if you did you couldn't. And just yesterday you were so happy with the change, excited to show him the deeper tone of your voice. But it feels like your words are caught in your throat. But you force them up anyways.

"'M alright." You mumble, trying to keep your voice low. You can feel Jason jump back slightly, and even if you don't see it you know he's doing that thing with his head that he always does when he's surprised, shaking it with wide eyes and parted lips. But when you turn you see a smile appearing on his strawberry tinted lips.

"Holy shit! You.. woah." He says, and you sigh slightly out of frustration. Is he happy or surprised, you really can't tell. "You sound... woah. How the hell did I miss that!? You sound amazing!" Jason continues with a dumb smile, fully turning you around so he can get a good look at you. You're not even that different, you hardly even feel like you "pass" (no matter how much Jason says that doesn't matter as long as you feel good, it gnaws at you).

"I'm not even that different." You say, but you feel your confidence returning in the same way you felt when someone first called you "Sir", or when you didn't get scammed when you needed your car fixed. Maybe this will all be okay after all.

"No, I'm serious. I was only gone for a week and you're practically a whole new person! God, how did I even land you?" He says. You just listen to him talk about how much he loves you, every inch of you. Every pore, every hair, every old childhood scar or even new ones.

"You sure you're even the same person?" He asks, smiling wide and kissing you all over your face as you wrinkle your nose and try to pull back, but Jason is determined to make up for lost time. "Come on, I'll make you some food." He says with the sweetest and most reassuring smile you've ever seen on him. You don't know why you were even scared anymore, all forgotten by the look in his eyes, pure love. You don't remember the last time somebody looked at you like that.

"I'll help." You say softly.

#jd heathers #heathers movie #heathers #heathers the musical #heathers fanfic #jason dean x reader #Jason Dean x male reader #Jason Dean X transmasc reader #jason dean #freeze your brain

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rotten-debzee · 1 year

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Murderer Heather AU(?)

(I wouldn't call it Heather as JD anymore since they go through different character development)

The plot of the story begins as it's supposed to be, a Veronica among Heathers and JD being a loner.

Everything seems normal until instead of falling in love with him, Veronica starts to feel disgusted by JD and the way he views the world. She just wants to push him away and act like they don't know each other, but JD didn't handle rejection that well so he keeps insisting and stalking Veronica around to supposedly 'win her back'.

The days pass, and our infamous party happens, but Veronica still hangs out with the Heathers, since this time, she goes alone to apologize to Heather, and you can say things went down well and smoothly with them after that.

Veronica wanted to feel happy now, instead, she feels observed by JD at every step, and the anxiety doesn't let her live peacefully, she always seems insecure and this doesn't goes unnoticed by Chandler of course.

Heather always had the feeling that the trench coat boy was no good, so, with the growing feelings she is developing towards Veronica, she started to be protective over her (in a way it isn't obvious yet), not letting her be in her own, so he won't dare to be near her.

Everything seems to get better, but some day, everything just went downhill when JD takes Veronica into the woods, wanting to push himself into her without her consent. She keeps trying to fight him back but he's stronger.

Heather saw him taking her away, so she followed them, watching the events happen from a distance at first, but she couldn't just stay there without doing anything, her Veronica is in danger.

So she runs towards them, not knowing what to do until she reaches out the gun JD had in his coat, not knowing that this time around, the gun was filled with real bullets.

She didn't even checked, since she just wanted to stop him at all cost, so without a single doubt in her body, she shoot him, first bullet at his head, second bullet at his chest.

Heather takes Veronica closer to her, gentle and protective, finally free from that guy. But after they finally come back to senses, both the girls stay in shock for a while, staring how the dead body of JD remains bleeding on the grass.

"What should we do now?"

Their plan is risky, almost cruel, but having no other choice and being blinded by fear, the decide to make his murder seem like a suicide, wanting to protect themselves, knowing that nobody actually will care if the loner boy died at the end of the day.

As time passes, Heather grows from protective to possesive, she doesn't want anybody near her Veronica, not even the other Heathers, she doesn't want more people threaten the safety of her beloved one.

She would gladly lock her in her room if only she had a way to do it.

The mean demeanor and aggressiveness of Heather also grows like scorching fire, if someone wasn't afraid of her before, they definitely are now.

And not only that is growing inside her, as she keeps thinking, maquinating.

After doing her first kill, the idea of getting rid of people who bothers her starts to sound appealing to Heather, and seeing how easy she can get off the hook, she suddenly had the urge to give in her temptations and go for another shot.

And days later, the perfect trigger was pulled when she found out about how close Kurt Kelly and Ram Sweeney were from hurting her Veronica.

So, she decides to start hunting down the jocks. After she brought a gun by her own, she attract the boys to her, and everything happens just as she planned, and this time, Heather doesn't meddle Veronica in between.

The school is noticed about the two boys 'suicide' not so long after, nobody getting sad for that. Except for Veronica, who eventually founds out the real reason of the jocks deaths.

Getting enough courage to do so, she confronts Heather about it.

Her manners are becoming clumsy, her perfect facade is starting to feel messy.

Heather seems completely out of her mind for some reason.

And Veronica just want her to snap out of whatever she is going through right now.

They argued loudly in Heather's room.

They scream.

They cry.

Until Veronica finally snaps, "you're becoming just like him!"

Heather, clearly seems affected by Veronica's statement, remembering how awful human being 'he' was. And of course she didn't wanted to be like that, sure, she is aware that she has never been a good person herself, but oh lord, from all the people she can be compared with she doesn't wanted to be related to that crazy psychopath.

"I'm... scared of you..."

Specially not when that is coming from Veronica's lips.

"And I swear to god, Heather, if you start to act like he did, I don't want you near me anymore"

Heather is left alone in her house, hurted and doubtful, thinking about her past decisions and her future.

When did she became like him to begin with? She just wanted to protect Veronica from the people who hurt her, but now, even Veronica is scared of Heather hurting her.

That it's not how it was supposed to be.

She was supposed to be the good one in Veronica's story, not the other way around.

And the worst part is that she isn't even sorry for what she have done, she even was starting plans to kill the other heathers for causing Veronica to go where the jocks were that time.

She wasn't regretful, because they just received what they deserved. Right?

They both are down and hurted, missing each other and hoping that things haven't ended up the way the ended.

Until a few days later, Heather approach Veronica in her house, wanting to make things better.

But not being good with words as she has never been a person who apologies, she prefers to let her actions talk for her.

Holding Veronica closer, Heather remains helpless, for the first time, vulnerable, as she kneels before her.

"Should I also receive what I deserve for killing them, Ronnie? If that is what you want, should I die too as my punishment for trying to be god?"

Heather decided to willingly gives up her life, handing Veronica her gun, ready to get punished with it if that's what the other girl wants for her.

And of course, Veronica is taken aback, horrified at the implications, she doesn't wants Heather to die, let alone kill her, she doesn't want anybody to die.

She only wanted to stop being afraid, she just wanted to cherish Heather, the only person she cares about the most, she wanted to live her seventeen as a normal kid.

Dropping the gun at the floor, that's exactly what she answers. Kneeling in front of Heather to be at the same level as her, taking her hands on her own.

Veronica just wanted Heather to stay by her side.

And if Heather also wants Veronica by her side, why not just do that?

"We can't change the past, and we don't know the future, so why not... stay in the present, just you and me? If you are willing, let's be better... Together..."

Heather doesn't feel like she deserves a happy ending.

"It's not too late for me, Ronnie?"

But Veronica doesn't seems to agree with her.

"It's not if you say yes..."

Heather gave her goddess the choice to take her life in exchange for her sins, and her goddess has given her mercy, a second change to fix the broken, and live not only for her, but with her.

She can't disappoint her, she won't disappoint her.

Mistakes have been made, and shattered she begun to be, but, she is not broken yet.

Her fate may not be falling apart after all.

And she shall spend all her life proving that as a fact to her goddess.

"I will. I chose to be by your side... Always..."

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The end?

#danm that was heavy #based on our love is god and seventeen #hope this make sense lol #heather chandler #veronica sawyer #chansaw #heathers #heathers fanfic

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scrunchie-87 · 11 months

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GIRLYPOPS HOW ARE WE FEELING ABOUT THE NEWEST CHAPTER OF OCCLUDED FRONT?

#heathers fanfic #heathers fanfics #heathers fanfiction #chansaw #IM GOING TO COMMIT STOP BREATHING HOLY FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK #KUREOME IM SO HAPPY YOU GOT THAT BAG BUT OH MY FUCK IM SQEAULING AND KICKING MY FEET OVER IT #AND CONGRATS TO DEB FOR BEING FEATURED IN THE AUTHOR NOTES #THANK YOU AUTHOR AND BETA READER OF OCCLUDED FRONT #THIS IS SO ICONIC BECAUSE I REMEMBER STARTED THIS WHEN I WAS LITERALLY LEARNING ABOUT OCCLUDED FRONTS IN SCHOOL #I MEAN I STILL AM IN SCHOOL BUT ITS STILL HELLA COOL HOW THE STARS ALIGNED FOR ME

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8ethespider8ite · 13 days

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Chapters: 11/15 Fandom: Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe, Heathers (1988) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jason "J. D." Dean/Veronica Sawyer Characters: Jason "J. D." Dean, Veronica Sawyer Additional Tags: Merry Christmas, Fix It Fic, The 12 Days of Christmas, do i need to tag this for light catholicism? Summary:

Two words: Pep. Rally.

#Heathers Fanfic #heathers #veronica sawyer #Jason dean #jason dean/veronica sawyer #jdronica

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