#that 90s show jay

[topperscumslut]

My Idiot (Jay Kelso x Reader)

Summary: Reader is Hyde’s daughter and staying with the Formans while he’s in jail, the new generation has a sleepover at the Forman’s house and there’s only one bed for Jay and (Y/N)… Note: Jaya (JayxLeia) does not exist in this imagine

Word count: 1k

“Okay you guys,” Leia said with a deep breath, “Grandma and grandpa actually said you guys can stay the night, so we can’t screw this up. I’m staying in my dad’s old room and (Y/N) is staying in Aunt Laurie’s old room, as usual. Can you guys all find somewhere to sleep in the basement?”

“Sounds good to me,” Ozzie popped up.

“Nikki and I can take the couch,” Nate said.

“Yeah, that should work,” Gwen added, “it just sucks that Jay isn’t here.”

You nodded half heartedly. Your best friend - and crush - Jay Kelso was working a long night shift at the video store, and you were bummed that he was missing your first (and probably only, considering how Red Forman was) sleepover with the gang.

Almost like clockwork, the basement door opened.

“Hey guys!” A familiar voice spoke up. Jay’s voice. “They let me off early,” he said as his eyes briefly floated to where you were sitting on the floor, then shyly finding their way back to the rest of the group.

“Well shit,” Leia sighed, “I mean, we’re glad you’re here! But Red let us have a sleepover for once, and I don’t think there will be enough room in the basement for you…”

“Well that’s not convenient,” Jay said with a flat face, sheepishly sitting down next to you.

“Hold on you guys, I’ll be right back. I don’t imagine in a thousand years my grandpa would let you stay in my room, but I have a couch and (Y/N) doesn’t, and I don’t want to make her offer her bed to you if she isn’t okay with it.”

You shifted awkwardly, silently hoping you could share your bed with Jay. “I mean, I wouldn’t mind if we have to…” you trailed on quietly, Jay looking at you shyly, his cheeks noticeably heating up.

The rest of the group hadn’t heard you but Jay had sitting so close to you. “You sure?” he asked and you nodded, lacking the courage to look at him.

Leia ran upstairs and it only took a few seconds before you heard the booming sound of Red yelling.

“If that boy goes even close to your bedroom, my foot is going even closer to up his ass! Absolutely not!”

Leia hurried down the stairs with a defeated look on her face. “So that’s a no go. (Y/N), are you sure you’re ok with sharing a bed with Jay?”

You shrugged, now bright red. “Yeah, sure, I don’t mind.”

The seven of you spent the rest of the night together, laughing, watching My So Called Life, and getting high, before finally around midnight you all started to crash.

“Should we call it a night, you guys?” you asked through a yawn, anxious to spend the night with Jay.

“Sounds good to me.”

“Yep.”

“I’m tired.”

“Well, goodnight you guys,” Leia spoke, “see you all in the morning.” With that you, Leia, and Jay stumbled your way upstairs while the others stayed in the basement getting comfy.

You quickly brushed your teeth and got cleaned up for bed, putting on your favorite lacy nightgown, your heart beating out of your chest before you heard your name called from downstairs.

“Y/N! I need to talk to you!”

Shit. It was Red.

You made your way down the stairs, feigning sobriety, into the Forman living room.

“Yes Mr. Forman?”

“Sit down.”

“You know (Y/N), I remember your father sitting on this exact same couch when he was your age. He was a good kid, even with all the dope he did. He was nice to people.” Red sighed, “I remember that boy’s father too, and how he used to fool around with young girls like you, even my own daughter.”

“But Jay isn’t like-“

“I know, I know, that kid hardly knows his own father. But as you’ve been staying with Kitty and I, you’ve become like another grandkid to us. I always feared I’d be raising Steven’s kids…” he grumbled. “No funny business in there, okay? You’re better than to be screwing a Kelso. I know you think no one’s caught onto your little crush on this boy, but I’ve seen these things before. And if he so much as lays a finger on you, my foot will go so far up his ass he won’t even be able to feel his fingers!”

“We’ll be good,” you smiled, rolling your eyes. “Now goodnight.”

“Goodnight (Y/N).”

You hurried back up the stairs to find Jay already all cozied up in your bed.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

His eyes scanned your body in awe and he hid a smile as you made your way into bed.

You both squirmed awkwardly for a little while, not talking, not looking at each other, and especially not touching.

“I’m sorry (Y/N), I’ll try to let you sleep. I know you didn’t really want me in here…”

“Wh-what do you mean?”

“I could tell you were uncomfortable in the basement and just trying to be nice. I can sleep in the living room if you wa-“

You shut him up by kissing him, to his surprise. Jay closed his eyes and let himself melt into the kiss. It was slow and sweet, innocent, loving.

“Of course I want you here. I was nervous because I have a crush on you, doofus.”

“Well you could’ve just said that,” he laughed. “But, uh, I’m glad you didn’t. I have a crush on you too. Have for a while,” he smirked, kissing you again.

You laughed as the kiss ended, rubbing noses together. “Go to bed, idiot.”

He cuddled his way into you, pulling you in by your waist and spooning you, nuzzling his face into your neck. “I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.”

You smiled, cheeks turning a baby pink, still not sure if this was all really happening. “Yeah, Jay, you’re my idiot.”

#that 90s show #jay kelso #jay kelso x reader #fluff #reader indent #x reader #y/n #that 70s show #mace coronel #that 90s show jay #leia forman #red forman #kitty forman #michael kelso #steven hyde #jackie burkhart

[chaoticfvckingdisaster]

An irresistible force (my love for morons) meets an unmoveable object (a Kelso)

#I'm so mad at myself for falling for a kelso #A KELSO. #I thought I was safe from michael kelso and THEN HE REPRODUCED #kicking and screaming against my love for jay kelso how DARE he #jay kelso #that 70s show #that 90s show #michael kelso #that 90s show jay #chaotic's posts #yes I'm a little obsessed with that 90s show rn why do you ask

[happy-xy]

Mace Coronel That '90s Show | S01E04

#that90sshowedit #macecoroneledit #Mace Coronel #Jay Kelso #That '90s Show #that 90s show #men #guys #boys #shirtless #gifs #mine #for science.

[sulietsexual]

#Like Father, Like Son

#that 70s show #that 90s show #that70sshowedit #that90sshowedit #t70sedit #t90sedit #70sedit #90sedit #tvedit #michael kelso #jay kelso #my gifs #2k

[melanieexox]

THAT ‘90s SHOW | S1E1 - That ‘90s Pilot: “Who are you?”

#That 90s Show #that 70s show #Red Forman #Jay Kelso #Michael Kelso #Melanieexox Gifs #spoilers #That 90s Pilot

[writing-imagines]

Y’all I’m just going to say it… I actually enjoyed That 90s Show

yes I’m aware I’m the only human on this planet who likes it

#is it living off references from that 70s show? yeah #but I think it’s watchable #and I love leia Forman with my whole heart #but I hate Jay and their forced romance #I need Gwen to step it up in season 2 #that 90s show

[will80sbyers]

#that90sshow #that 90s show #leia forman #gwen runck #nate runck #jay kelso #nikki #ozzie #my gif #my gifset #my gifs #that90sshow gifs #that90sshow edit #geia #gwen x leia #that 90s show spoilers #that 70s show #donna forman #red forman #kitty forman #Will80sbyerstvgifs

[uglypastels]

What is it about all the Kelsos being absolute himbo kings 🤧😭

#jay kelso #i love him already #and its so cute how he's exactly and yet the exact opposite of michael #that 90s show #that 70s show

[nicolettecallednikki]

I'm seeing everyone commenting that on That 90s Show, Leia is Eric, Gwen is Donna, Nikki is Jackie, Ozzie is Fez, and Jay and Nate are both Kelso.

This is the wrong take, unfortunately.

Leia is obviously Eric, Jay is definitely Kelso, Ozzie is totally Fez, but I think we can all grow up and accept Gwen is Hyde.

But Donna is smart and puts up with the boys. Who else does that? Nikki. Nikki is the Donna, sorry, don't be mad because she's 'girly' & y'all hate girly girls ✋🏼

Nate is Jackie, pretty, stupid, & insecure in his relationship. & I love them both.

#that 90s show #Nikki watches another children's show #leia forman #jay kelso #nate runck #gwen runck #Nikki #that 90s show nikki #Ozzie

[topperscumslut]

Big Reputation (Jay Kelso x Reader)

Summary: Slight enemies to lovers inspired by a tiktok by @/saracarstens. (Y/N) has heard about Jay’s family and reputation and is wary to give him the attention he’s craving (titled inspired by Taylor Swift’s Endgame)

Word count: 2.5k

Content/warnings: fluff (NO smut), slight enemies to lovers, very brief mentions of sex, kelso slander (again) not slander if it’s true

You had heard about Jay Kelso before. Son of the wealthy, glamorous local television personality Jackie Burkhart and dim witted police officer and notorious womanizer Michael Kelso. Point Place was a small town after all, it wasn’t hard to hear the stories of the trails of broken hearts Michael Kelso had left in his wake, including that of Jay’s mother. You knew of Jay from school and the two of you working up the street from each other, and had heard of his many past girlfriends, but had never actually met him before. Not until that Wednesday at the coffee shop.

You were working your usual after school shift at the local uptown coffee shop when he came in. Interestingly, he was by himself. No gregarious group of friends, no girl on his arm. Just Jay Kelso, sporting messy hair and a flannel, staring straight in your direction.

You rolled your eyes when you locked eyes with him, seeing his face falter slightly and his lips part as he laid eyes on you. He didn’t seem to see you as you disappeared back behind the counter, instead sitting down at a table and opening up a book. You chortled a bit, Michael Kelso’s son reading for fun? What a joke. You rolled your eyes again and wondered what girl he was hoping to impress with that thing. You never could’ve imagined it could be you.

About ten minutes went by before your manager came and sent you on your break. You sat down in the corner by the cafe window, latte in your hand, and started to take a gentle sip as a familiar figure appeared before you and sat down in front of you. Who else could it be but Jay Kelso himself.

“Uh, hey,” he mused, blushing.

“Hi.”

You tried to be polite, you had heard plenty about him in the past, but you didn’t know him. Maybe he was just trying to be nice. Maybe he wasn’t some womanizing asshole, maybe he didn’t have any sort of more-than-platonic intentions.

He looked you up and down and swallowed anxiously. “I saw you from across the cafe, and I was thinking, um…”

Of course. Just another guy just trying to get in your pants.

You flashed him a look of disinterest. “No thanks.”

Jay looked flustered at your response. Surely because he was used to getting whatever girl he wanted, you assumed, and was shocked you wouldn’t be just another pawn in his games. But you also saw what looked like genuine disappointment flash upon his handsome face as his cheeks began to heat up to a magenta hue.

“I-I’m sorry, I-“ he stuttered.

You rolled your eyes. “Not interested, Kelso.”

“No, yeah, I understand. Um, sorry for asking, I shouldn’t have- I mean, um, I’ll leave you be.”

You focused your attention back to the mug in your hand as he walked away, melancholia in his pretty brown puppy dog eyes. Sure, Jay Kelso was good looking, but he was still a Kelso. And you were far too smart to get your heart broken. Not that you were too focused on boys anyway with how much of your energy you were putting into your school and work, but if you were looking for a man, any guy in town would do over Jay.

Just about a week later, at around the same time, the bell on the front door rang as it was opened once again by the ever so familiar Jay Kelso, this time holding a Polaroid camera rather than a book. You heard him order coffee from the girl at the front counter as you stood far enough behind the counter that he couldn’t see you preparing drinks, before he sauntered back to the same table as the week before and began sipping his drink while looking through his photos.

Unlike the week before, when you were more than happy to be sent on your break as your feet were starting to hurt and you were starting to feel that mental burn out for the night, tonight you were praying to the heavens above that you wouldn’t be sent to break while Jay was there. But there was your manager, once again, telling you to go on break so that the store could stay on schedule for the night. Great. At this point Jay had already been there for about half an hour and you were starting to wonder if he was stalking you. No, you thought to yourself, it’s just a coincidence. He doesn’t even know you work here. Not that he remembers you anyway, he probably asked out dozens of girls in just that day alone. Still, you decided to spend your break in your car just to avoid him.

You grabbed your to-go cup and started to make your way to the door of the coffee shop, which you had parked right in front of, and saw a car parked next to you that hadn’t been there when you showed up. Weird, there weren’t too many customers in the store at the moment. You were about to open the front door and walk out before a stranger came out from behind you and opened it for you, ushering you out.

“M’lady,” a deep voice echoed from above you.

“Thank you,” you said before peering up to get a look at this kind stranger.

Of course, it was Jay. Lovely.

“You again,” he said with a smirk.

You rolled your eyes, though a bit more playfully this time. “I don’t date.” Not entirely the truth, but not entirely a lie either. You weren’t against dating anyone right now, but you also weren’t looking. Especially not for him.

“That’s fine! Just wanted to help a lady in need.” He smiled a toothy grin.

Ugh, he was so annoying. Did he seriously think you couldn’t open a door?

You fought back a smile as you bit your inner cheek. “Well, thanks, I guess.”

“Yeah. See ya around,” Jay said, before clearing his throat. “And if you ever change your mind, I’d love to buy you a coffee,” he winked as the two of you walked off before you both awkwardly realized you were heading in the same direction. Of course. He was the car parked right next to you. Because why wouldn’t he be, right? Just your luck.

You awkwardly waved goodbye to him as he got in his car and drove off, not admitting to the butterflies that you felt in your stomach as he smiled at you. You couldn’t stand Jay Kelso, and you weren’t going to let that change anytime soon.

Another couple weeks went by, no Jay. It was a Saturday this time, so you’d gotten off of work earlier since you hadn’t had class during the daytime and decided to walk over to the video and record store just up the street. It was a pretty cool place that you liked to go to with your friends sometimes on the weekends, and you didn’t even pay any mind to the boy at the front desk as you walked in and started sifting through piles of John Hughes movies before making your way to the small clothing section filled with hats and band tees. You picked up a distressed denim baseball cap and put it on your head before walking over to the full sized mirror and almost jumping out of your skin as you saw a figure appear behind you.

“Damn.”

You sighed. “What do you want, Jay?”

“I-I just,” he blushed, “well, that looks really good on you.”

You rolled your eyes before turning to face him. “Are you following me?”

“Well, actually, I work here, so it seems to me like you’re the one following me, doll.”

Shit. How could you forget Jay worked at this store?

He casually looked you up and down before speaking up again. “You know, you apparently know my name, but I don’t seem to have caught yours.”

“(Y/N).”

Jay smirked. “Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”

“Shut up,” you sighed, fighting back a smile.

“You wanna buy it?” he asked.

You sighed. “See, I would, but I don’t get paid til tomorrow, so I’m kind of just window shopping for now.”

“Okay…” he said in a sing-song voice. “First purchase is on me. How does that sound?”

“Jeez. You like it on me that much.”

“Yeah,” he said, looking you up and down again and biting his lip. “Really. You look gorgeous.”

You blushed. “Thanks Jay. You don’t look too bad yourself. You win. I guess I’ll let you buy the hat.”

“Sounds great!” he exclaimed before ringing it up and walking you to the door.

“See you later, (Y/N).”

“In your dreams, Kelso,” you replied, attempting to hide your smile.

Another week or two went by and you tried your best to convince yourself to forget about Jay Kelso, but every time you saw that denim hat sitting in the corner of your bedroom, the butterflies in your stomach that he’d given you kept coming back. You sighed and made your way to the bathroom to get ready for that evening’s shift.

That was the next time you had seen Jay, and you were genuinely shocked at how cool he played it as he only so much as gave you a friendly wave from across the coffee shop while once again looking through a large stack of Polaroids. Maybe he’d finally given up, you thought. However, the next night took that hope and crushed it.

Another day, another break that you hadn’t (yet) ran into Jay Kelso. You sighed with relief before the ring of the door opening pulled you out of your thoughts. What timing, lo and behold there was Jay at the door looking devilishly handsome as ever in a Nirvana tee, ripped jeans, and dirty converse high tops with a camera strung around his neck. He made his way over to the corner of the cafe where you were once again sitting enjoying your coffee in peace.

“C’mon… it can’t be a coincidence that we keep meeting here.”

“Now I don’t believe in coincidence,” you smirked, “but I don’t mean to burst your bubble. I actually work here. You seem to keep catching me on my breaks…”

“And here I thought it was fate. Guess I’m just a lucky guy.”

“See? You hit on me every time you see me, but you know nothing about me.”

“That’s not true,” he pouted.

“Oh isn’t it?”

“No. I know this is your favorite corner in the cafe to sit down and drink your coffee, and I know that your hair looks beautiful when the sun hits it shining in through the window. I know you drive a (your car), I know you bite your cheek when I make you nervous, even though you like to pretend that I don’t. But I can tell from the way you blush. And I know that your name is (Y/N), a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. And what are you drinking right now?”

“Chai latte,” the both of you said in unison.

“That’s what I thought,” Jay smirked.

You tried to ignore the way your cheeks were heating up as you thought of a witty reply. “Epic fail, Kelso. You’re just making yourself sound like a total stalker.”

“Maybe. Or maybe I just care enough to notice all the little things about you.”

“Oh please. If you wanted anything more than to get inside my pants, maybe I’d believe you.”

His brow furrowed, goofy demeanor falling and a genuinely serious look washing over his face. “Why would you think that?”

You rolled your eyes. “Don’t play dumb. I’ve heard about you before.”

“Heard about me? Or heard about my dad?”

Damn… that shut you up real quick.

“Actually, (Y/N), if you must know, I’m a virgin. And I hardly even know my father since he doesn’t seem to give a shit about me, if that makes you feel any better.”

Well now you felt like an absolute asshole.

“Shit, Jay, I’m sorry.”

He shook his head, fighting back tears. “No need to be. You didn’t know. No hard feelings, right?”

You smiled at him. “Of course not. As long as you don’t hate me for being such a bitch.”

“I could never,” Jay grinned. “And you’re not a bitch. You’re a gorgeous girl, inside and out.”

You blushed and bit your cheek lightly. “Thank you, Jay.”

Another week or so went by before you stopped once again in the record shop, this time however on purpose with one boy on your mind - Jay Kelso. You tried on a couple hats again, getting his opinion every time and each time him telling you that you looked beautiful in everything. You didn’t even wear hats that often, but the store didn’t have a dressing room to try on the tee shirts, so you did what you had to do to keep seeing Jay.

This went on for a little over a month. Jay would show up and order coffee, you’d show up and try on hats, and you’d wave at each other in the hallways at school. Eventually your little visits to each others’ work became more and more frequent and your interactions less and less platonic, however without either of you officially making a move.

One Friday evening you had been trying on hats for what felt like hours, chatting and laughing with Jay the whole time as he gave you his opinions on which hats looked good on you and which to buy, which, of course, was always, all of them.

“Okay…” you sighed, biting your cheek, “I think I like this one.” You adjusted the baby pink bucket hat on your head.

Jay could tell that you were about to leave and realized it was finally his chance to make a move.

“(Y/N)…”

“Yeah?”

“I, um, don’t think I really did this right the first time… will you go out with me?”

You rolled your eyes playfully. “I thought you’d never ask!” You ran your fingers through your hair, taking off the hat and handing it to him. “I don’t even hardly wear hats that much. But I agree… this one does look adorable on me.”

“It does. And for the record, I totally hate coffee.”

You couldn’t contain your laughter as he pulled you into his arms. “You’re such a dork!”

“Not as much of a dork as the girl who came into my work to try on hats for hours just to get my attention after rejecting me,”

“Oh, shut up,” you giggled, pulling him closer.

“Make me.”

You planted a quick kiss on his lips, leaving him flustered.

“So… about that date.”

“How does coffee sound?”

#that 90s show #that 90s show jay #jay kelso #jay kelso x reader #mace coronel #that 70s show #michael kelso #jackie burkhart #y/n #reader insert #x reader #fluff

[stvrchaser]

jay kelso when his parents stop him from seeing you like kitty and red did leia 🤭

a rebel at heart

( note ) : hey! thanks for the request! i had a lot of fun writing this and i hope it lives up to your expectations. i really tried to go for that light-hearted summer romance vibe. i wanted to match the sit-com feel too. i threw in some sarcasm to make it seem genuine. enjoy!!

p.s. sorry if any of the paragraphs repeat below the cut. i’ve been having the same issue for months but nothing i do seems to fix it

( pairing ) : jay kelso x reader

( words ) : 1335

You know, logically, that ten feet is nothing compared to the three-hundred foot block you just walked in the sweltering heat. But looking down at that distance, from a slanted roof and the hard ground at your feet…

Well. That changes a few things.

Jay broke his arm over the weekend trying to do some crazy stunt off a cliff. It was supposed to be a fun date — a picnic setup by the edge, overlooking the water, and a boom box stereo blaring your favorite songs. It was supposed to be great. And it was great, until it wasn’t.

In hindsight, you really shouldn’t have taken him to that spot, but the summer heat had limited your options. Going to a park didn’t sound so appealing when the sun could bore holes into your clothes, the woods would have had mosquitoes feasting on you two within seconds, and the community pool would have been too crowded on a day like that.

So what better plan than to have that date on a quiet, secluded, cool cliff side?

So what better plan than to have that date on a quiet, secluded, cool cliff side?

You didn’t think your boyfriend, even with his flair of dramatics, would land you in the ER by the end of it. But, hey. Like he said, “At least this isn’t a date we’ll forget.”

It was memorable, that’s for sure. If only it hadn’t gotten you two banned from seeing each other for the next week. Well, that was a bit of a stretch. You believe their exact words were, “Jay, you’re not allowed to leave the house for the next week.” It wasn’t a punishment, per se. More of a “valuable life lesson,” Jackie called it. She, Micheal, and Jay looked a little horrified as she’d said it. You guessed this didn’t happen very often.

Jay was, for lack of a better term, grounded. You think it’s really just to keep him from straining his arm — or worse, breaking the other one — so you respected his parents’ wishes. Jay, you’re not allowed to leave the house for the next week. At no point did you hear that you couldn’t come over.

So, here you are, sneaking into his bedroom window. Aren’t you just the epitome of romance? It would be a whole lot more romantic if you didn’t slip off the roof and die.

“Jay,” you whisper, tapping his window. The urgency in your voice, or maybe just hearing your voice at all, forced him upright. It’s not too late but being grounded left him with nothing to do. No TV, no computer, no Nate, and no girlfriend. The horror. You guess he opted in for sleeping early. The light of his bedside table keeps the room dimly lit and you can just make out the silhouette of him. He turns in bed, surprised.

“Y/N?” You watch him kick the covers off, his arm still wrapped in a sling. He seems to have forgotten with all the excitement because he winces when he opens the window with his uninjured arm like he’d tried to use it too.

“Easy, tiger.” It strays from your long list of nicknames, but Jay doesn’t seem to mind. He’s got that grin that makes the world slow, like you’ve got all the time in the universe and you’re lucky enough to spend it with him. Granted, it’s the same look he gave you right before he jumped off that cliff and did that incredibly stupid flip, but you’re very much in love with him. That comes with a pass, doesn’t it?

You’ve barely made it halfway through the window when he pulls you in for a kiss. You can feel him smile into it.

“Your parents must hate me if they’re keeping me away from this,” you whisper, savoring the moment.

“My parents love you,” he says obliviously. He seems a little dazed, a little slow to pick up on the humor in your tone.

“Yeah, they do,” you admit. “It’s still not fair. I missed you.”

“How do you think I feel?”

“Wanna tell me about it?”

“You know I’m not too good with words.”

“Show me, then.”

He pulls you away from the window, going in for another kiss. But then he notices the way you visibly relax the further away you are from the window.

“You took me to a cliff. Don’t tell me you’re scared of heights.” He’s teasing, but there’s genuine curiosity in his voice.

“I’m scared of giving your parents a reason to hate me. We’re basically on probation, Jay.”

“See? This is why they love you. You actually care about their rules.” He plants a kiss on your cheek.

“You don’t?”

“What can I say? I’m a rebel at heart.”

You have to laugh a little. He sounds so smug, so genuinely confident in that statement. You almost don’t want to ruin it. Almost.

“You don’t think so?”

“No, you definitely have a rebellious streak. It’s just… don’t you think there are better words to describe you?”

“Oh yeah? Like what?” His tone sounds suggestive, expecting some sort of praise you refuse to give him just yet.

“Well, personally, I think ‘princess’ suits you better than ‘rebel.’”

“Princess?”

“Locked up in your tower, your knight in shining armor coming to save you… I’d say it fits.” You’re kneeling on his bed, fingers running through his hair while his hand taps an absentminded beat against your waist.

“Oh, you think you’re the knight?” he asks, challenging you. There’s a glint of mischief in his eyes, visible even in the dark.

“I’m here to save you from boredom, aren’t I?” You don’t mention that saving him from boredom conveniently satisfies your boredom too. He figures it out, anyway.

“Hm, are we sure it’s not the other way around?”

“Nope. I don’t think so.” You shake your head, face determined to keep this joke up. “But, you know, if I was wrong in assuming that you missed me, I can leave. I wouldn’t want to intrude on your alone ti—“

“No!” You start to turn around, heading for the window. His arm instinctively reaches to stop you, but not before he practically yells for you. It forces you to turn back, eyes wide, slapping a hand over his mouth to muffle whatever else he was trying to say. You shush him, listening for the creak of a door or incoming footsteps.

When you’re sure nobody had heard, you throw a punch at his shoulder.

“They could have heard you!” You were half whispering and yelling, careful not to raise your voice but eager to get him to comply. It’s nothing serious. There’s more thrill to your voice than anxiousness.

“You were going to leave!”

“Buttercup, I was just messing with you.” You hold his face in your hands, squeezing his cheeks as he rolls his eyes. There’s a childishness about him, about what you two have, that heals something in you. Like a long-forgotten memory where all that’s left is the way it makes you feel. And, damn it, nobody’s ever made you feel like this.

“You’re so funny. How about we don’t do it again?” He squeezes your wrist but doesn’t try to pry you off. If anything, he seems to want to keep you right where you are.

“Whatever you say, princess.” He groans.

“Oh, no. Is that gonna stick?”

“Only if you want it to. I’m your knight, aren’t I? I think obeying royalty is in my job description.” He smiles, not entirely unhappy with the prospect of that idea.

“Well, when you put it like that…” It makes you laugh, how easily he warms to the thought.

“Like I said, you make a very convincing princess. Pretty face, pretty hair. Rapunzel’s got nothing on you.” You sit beside him, pushing tousled hair from his eyes and watching the corners of his mouth turn to a smile. He leans into your touch, broken arms and summer heat forgotten.

You take note that he doesn’t make any effort to protest after that.

#jay kelso x reader #that 90s show #jay kelso #this was definitely just an excuse to practice dialogue #i can’t believe this silly little show got me out of my writing block #i watched it for shits and giggles but now im attached

[happy-xy]

Mace Coronel That '90s Show | S01E04

#that90sshowedit #macecoroneledit #Mace Coronel #Jay Kelso #That '90s Show #that 90s show #men #guys #boys #shirtless #gifs #mine

[that90sshowgoldencouple]

Red’s famous foot in the rear end-90s style!

He’s still got it! And I loved Kitty telling them that they can’t set him up like that 😂

#that 90s show #that 70s show #red forman #kitty forman #leia forman #jay kelso #red and kitty #red and kitty forman #that90sshowedit #that90sedit #screen cap #boyfriend day one #that '90s show #netflix #filmtv #some things never change #that ‘90s show #that ‘70s show

[gingersaurus]

I was having trouble getting in That 90′s Show, for the main reason being the continuity errors of the timeline.

You see, The final episode of That 70′s show ended on New Year’s Eve 1979/1980.  Leia is a teenager in 1995.  Which raises the obvious question, HOW OLD IS LEIA, WHEN WAS SHE CONCEIVED, AND WHO IS HER BIOLOGICAL FATHER???

Eric wasn’t in the final season of That 70s show.  He broke up with Donna and went off to college.  In the final season of TSS (1979), Donna was dating a guy named Randy, but she broke up with him just before the season finale.

This means that if Leia was conceived anywhere between October 1979 and December 1979, She would be just on the cusp of turning 15 in the summer of 1995.  Now it feels pretty unlikely that Donna would have been 3 months pregnant during the series finale and wouldn’t have realized it, so let’s focus on the more likely scenario.  (Edit:  After watching a few more episodes, Leia has her 15th birthday in the summer of 1995.  Either she was reeeeaally premature, or Randy is her bio dad.)

Eric came back to Point Place during the season finale, and he and Donna got back together.  This reunion resulted in them getting frisky, and Leia was conceived on New Years 1980, making her birthday sometime in early October 1980, which would mean that Leia is 14 and 9 months old during That 90s Show.  Now this brings up a lot of concerns about her drinking and smoking at such a young age, but it brings up an even bigger concern and that is:  HOW OLD IS JAY KELSO AND HOW DOES HE EXIST??????

YOU KNOW WHO ELSE WAS NOT AROUND FOR THE FINAL SEASON OF THAT 70s SHOW??? MICHAEL KELSO!!!  And on top of that Jackie was dating Fez in 1979. Jackie definitely was not pregnant, had never been pregnant, and even if she was, how would Kelso have been the father?  And we can only infer that Jay is older than Leia, because he is friends with Gwen’s older brother, Nate.  And Nate and Jay have been friends "for 12 years”.

So the writers are trying to tell me that Jay Kelso is 16 in 1995??? That would mean that he would have had to have been born in 1979!  And look at how much that kid looks like Michael Kelso! That’s definitely Kelso’s son, and not an adopted child.  BUT HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE IF MICHAEL KELSO DIDN’T HAVE A SON IN 1979?!?!?!?

BUT WAIT!

MICHAEL KELSO WAS A PARENT IN 1979!!!!!

Kelso was gone during the final season because he had knocked up a girl named Brooke at a concert, and moved away to help raise his “baby girl” with Brooke.  Which means that this baby would be 16 in 1995!  Which means that there can be only one in canon explanation for the existence of Jay Kelso!

Brooke and Kelso didn’t work out, and after they broke up, Kelso moved back to Wisconsin with his child 12 years ago.  He reconnected with Jackie, and they eventually got married.  Jackie adopted Kelso’s child, and became a really great stepmom who made it clear that she loved her child unconditionally.  Jay knew how much his dad and step mom loved him, and therefore felt comfortable coming out to them as trans when he was in his early teens.  Kelso and Jackie accepted their son with open arms

Brooke was also the valedictorian, which means that when Kelso says Jay “has my looks and his mother’s brains! He gets straight A’s!” He is referring to Jay’s bio mom, Brooke.  

So in conclusion, Jay Kelso is trans, and Michael and Jackie are amazing parents.  Also Jay is probably on T because Jackie scared the shit out of some poor doctor.

#that 90s show #that 70s show #leia forman #jay kelso #eric foreman #donna pinciotti #gwen runck #nate runck #trans #trans man #callie haverda #laura prepon #topher grace #mila kunis #ashton kutcher #mace coronel #head canon #lgbt

[medullam]

Pam Grier, The Tonight with Jay Leno [1997]

#pam grier #tonight show with jay leno #90s #1997

[charlieconwayy]

why haven’t i seen more people talking about how jay is most definitely a mama’s boy? to me he is SO much more like jackie.

the school thing aside (which i LOVE bc they acknowledged that’s fully jackie’s side!), i think it’s very clear that jackie gave him advice on leia once kelso’s advice didn’t work. taking responsibility, the romantic dates. jackie was always very clear on what women should expect and to me this totally screamed that this was her doing.

give jackie and jay scenes together please and thanks <3

#jackie burkhart #jay kelso #that 90s show #i also think eric would come around to jay once he realized how much of jackie he has in him #bc eric usually took jackie’s side in things w kelso anyway