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vympirestake · 9 months

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Hello, could I please request head cannons for: Veronica Sawyer, poly Billy and stu, brahms heelshire, and marko from the lost boys where their s/O is very insecure about how they look and always wear a mask and maybe their reaction to seeing their face for the first time.

— Insecure Masked S/O

— Various x GN!Reader, just fluff, headcanons

— Mentions of insecurity, a little bit of bullying maybe

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— Veronica Sawyer

Veronica is your knight in shining armor, your protector and biggest supporter

Her alliance with the Heathers makes it so, if she so chose, she could squash anyone who dare try to shun you either for your mask or (this bring a semi small town) your actual face if they've seen it

She's always quick to your defence, whether or not you were going to defend yourself she is chewing everyone out and moving you to where she can check up on you

Literally starstruck when she sees your face

She's more gentle than the others, opting to gently brush her fingertips along your cheeks, across your jaw, smoothing your hair down if the mask had covered it

She is really just in awe, wanting to make you feel wholly loved and appreciated for everything you are

If anything, she gets more protective of you. Feeling as though, because you entrusted her with the barest part of you, she needs to keep it safe

For a complete sidenote, I think in this AU instead of thirsting for Veronica, JD sees himself in her fierce passion for you (and he just thinks you're neat, probably always talking down society and norms to encourage you) so he ropes her into killing in your name

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— Poly Ghostface

In a couple words, the general idea is that these boys would kill and be killed for you

This goes for really just in general, mask or no mask, but the fact that you are so insecure almost seems to triple this instinct

You can bet they're shoved right into your sides whenever you're in public, staring down and threatening anyone who even looks at you funny

When you finally decide to show them your face they both sit in their anxious anticipation

They'll love you no matter what, don't get me wrong, but they don't want to mess this up and make you more uncomfortable

When you actually show them they both just sit there like :0, literally in the gif just wide eyed with their mouths slightly agape

Stu giving a quiet whisper of "woah, man" before diving in to finally kiss your face for the first time

Billy (lowkey pissed Stu beat him to it) moves the blonde out of the way so he can get his smooch too, both assuring you beyond a shadow of a doubt that they love you masked or not

Billy especially gets almost a power thrill from seeing your face, knowing he's one of a very select few to actually see you which, in his mind, makes you all the more his

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— Brahms Heelshire

Of anyone, Brahms is going to understand your insecurities the best

Your mask is probably what made him comfortable in his choice to finally reveal himself

He knew that you wouldn't judge or be afraid of him purely because of his face or his way of hiding it

When you do finally reveal your face to Brahms, he is filled with nothing but pure adoration

He knows that taking off your mask, removing that layer of security, and being so very vulnerable around him makes Brahms fall that much deeper in love with you

Unfortunately, this probably means he would end up staring for an uncomfortably long amount of time, nearly making you regret removing the mask in the first place

Before you could fathom apologizing Brahms, in turn, removes his own mask

It's such a gentle moment, quietly and with so much care exploring the newly revealed skin of the other

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— Marko

While Marko doesn't necessarily understand your insecurity, he nontheless tries his hardest to make sure you're more or less as comfortable as possible

He strives to make you as comfortable in your own skin as he can

He's always right by your side, offering a comforting hand or a moment alone

You know the other boys are always checking back on you two, especially looking out for Marko flagging down their newest meal who thought being disrespectful towards you would be ok

Marko has an interesting opinion on it, knowing that his "human" face is really only a mask for the vampiric one but it makes him not as serious as the others might be

Not to say he doesn't understand the importance of this! But more that he feels the removal of the "mask" is empowering and therefore should be celebrated

So when you remove the mask for the first time, he's whooping and hollering

"yeah! that's my s/o" while he bounds up to kiss you

probably immediately shows you his vampire face (if you haven't seen it already) so you can finally see each other bare

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suicidalslasher · 2 years

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Veronica: Do you want to talk about your emotions, (Y/N)?

(Y/N): .... No.

Jason Dean, in the background: I do!

Veronica: I know, JD.

Jason Dean: I'm sad.

Veronica: I know, JD.

#JD x reader #JD x you #JD x y/n #incorrect heathers quotes #veronica sawyer x reader #veronica sawyer x you #jason dean x you #jason dean x reader #jason dean x y/n

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lanawinterscigarettes · 1 year

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Study Date (poly! Veronica Sawyer x reader x Jason Dean)

Description: you have a study date with your partners Veronica and JD

A/N: I rewatched Heathers again and got this idea for a fic, and although I'm pretty convinced this is super crappy I figured I might as well put out some sort of content

Warnings: smoking, dark humor

"Ugh, this is so boring," you complained as you watched Veronica review over her notes in preparation for an upcoming test.

"It's math, it's not supposed to be exciting," she responded before flipping to another page.

JD chuckled, observing the two of you before pulling a cigarette from his coat and going to light it.

"Jason, you can't smoke in here!" You scolded as you snatched the cigarette from his mouth.

He frowned before picking up another one. "Why not?"

"Because this is my house, and if my parents find out they're going to be pissed. Now give me your lighter so you won't be tempted." You held your hand out, gesturing towards the lighter he was holding.

He let out a small laugh, assuming you were joking before he realized you weren't. "Aw, come on, you can't be serious."

"I very much am, unless you want to explain to my parents why their house smells like cigarette smoke. Now hand it over."

Veronica held back a laugh as she watched JD reluctantly give you his beloved lighter.

"Thank you, very much," you said as you tucked it into your backpack.

"Well, now I'm bored," JD commented.

"Maybe if you pulled out your textbook and studied for tomorrow's test you wouldn't be," Veronica suggested as she held up her book.

"I don't need to study, I'm sure I'll do fine," he said as he tapped his fingers on the table. "Man, I could really use a smoke right about now."

"See? He's taking the same test we are, why doesn't he have to study?" You asked as Veronica took your copy of the textbook out of your bag.

"Because he's a delinquent who gets himself in trouble on purpose, that's why," she said while handing it to you. "Here's your book, now study."

"This is lame," you mumbled as you sunk down low in your seat.

"Tell me about it. If I had known things were going to be this boring I would have found somebody to piss me off so I'd have an excuse to fake a suicide. At least that would excite me," he joked.

You laughed loudly before seeing the look of judgment on your girlfriend's face. "Ahem, I mean, that's not funny JD, shame on you," you fake lectured while he snorted at your antics.

Veronica playfully rolled her eyes before tapping on the textbook in front of you. "Study."

You crossed your arms over you chest and huffed. "But I don't wanna. Can't I just study later?"

"Study later- the test is tomorrow! How much time do you think you're going to have between now and then to study if you wait?"

You shrugged your shoulders, your boyfriend letting out an amused chuckle as you did so.

"I mean, she's not wrong," he pointed out.

"Oh, shut up JD, you have no room to talk," Veronica huffed, JD holding his hands up in surrender as she did so.

"Why is this so important to you?" You ask as you watch her furiously scribble in the margins of her textbook. "You've never been that much of a stickler when it comes to grades before, so why start now?"

"Because-" she sighed, setting down her pencil, "-when we graduate high school I'm probably going to move somewhere else to go to college, and I don't want you guys to get left behind. That's all."

You and JD shared a look. You'd never thought of it that way before. I mean, sure, Sherwood wasn't the worst place in the world, but it certainly wasn't the best either. The thought of you and JD getting stuck there, barely scraping to get by while Veronica was off seeing the world sent a shiver down your spine.

"Alright, fair enough." If it really meant that much Veronica that you study, then that's what you'd do.

Her face softened into a grateful smile, watching as you opened up your textbook to the notes page. She reached her hand across the table and set it down on yours, giving it a soft squeeze.

"Thanks, honey. I really appreciate it."

"Just know, I'm only doing this for you, okay? There's literally no one else in the world that could convince me to do math homework for them."

Veronica let out a small chuckle before turning her gaze to JD, who had stolen back his lighter and was casually smoking a cigarette.

"Jason!" You exclaimed, reaching over to snatch it from his mouth while Veronica laughed.

{Divider by: @celcero}

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slasherscream · 8 days

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Just rewatched Heathers and I'm Feral and In Love, what do you think of poly!jd/reader/veronica where all three of you are down to murder some people then go cuddle after the adrenaline rush dies down

“JD, do you always have to be so damn rough with them?” Veronica sighs, watching JD wipe a smudge of blood from your face with a rag.

She buys soft ones on purpose, because like she said, he’s always too damn rough with you.

“I’m not being rough! Am I being rough with you, darling?” JD asks you, pausing in his pursuit to clean you up.

“I don’t know why you’re even asking me. You just want to bicker with each other, doesn’t matter what I say.” You tease them both.

“We do not want to bicker!” Veronica gasps.

“Yes, you do.” You say.

“Do not!” Veronica says.

“Do too!”

“Seems you’re the one who wants to bicker with us, darling.” JD grabs you by the chin, turning you so you’re looking at him instead of Veronica.

“Do-”

“-Not?” JD finishes, smirking at you.

“Whatever.” You laugh, trying to push him away.

“Aren’t they just irresistible when they’re being bratty, Veronica?”

“Absolutely adorable.” Veronica quips, crawling into your lap.

#bee blurbs #jd x reader x veronica sawyer #veronica sawyer x reader #jd x reader #jason dean x reader #heathers imagine #something small sorry for late reply nonny but we got there eventually

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chezzywezzy · 2 years

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Yandere J.D. & Veronica (2cd Place Prize)

Word count ; 4.1k

*Edited.

*Dedicated to @heywejustheretohavefum! Thanks for being so dedicated and being one of the people that originally got me back into fanfic writing. I'm basing this more off of the movie versions, although I put a little bit of musical Veronica into it :)

Y/n was never the most in-tune with the school drama, but she also wasn’t completely out of loop. She was grateful to be completely average to her classmates. She wasn’t popular, but she also wasn’t bullied. She was completely invisible and she preferred it that way.

That didn’t mean, though, that she hadn’t overheard the fury of the legendary ‘Heathers,’ raging about their recent recruit - Veronica Sawyer - snatching up a boyfriend they didn’t approve of. He was the stereotypical teenage dirtbag as far as Y/n could tell, and the news of the new couple was talked about everywhere.

Y/n tended to stick to the walls and corners of the school, but she’d even seen them a few times. They’d saunter through the halls so very nonchalantly and they seemed happy with one another. They seemed genuinely cool. Y/n had interacted with Veronica only once for a group project, and she knew that Veronica was smart and kind.

They made a nice couple.

So, why was Y/n hyper focusing so much? Was she only seeing things? It didn’t make sense.

Whenever she picked up her books from her locker and shut it quietly, she’d turn to see Jason Dean, or “J.D.” as he was referred to as, with his arm around his girlfriend as they chatted. And yet, both of their eyes would be glued to her figure. It made her jump the first time and she scrambled off the class, but now, it was expected.

It baffled Y/n to no end. But it didn’t end there.

She’d be sitting in her class, acutely paying attention, whether to be a good student or to stock up on notes for a distant but upcoming test to cram. And yet, shivers would roll down her spine. Y/n would glance over her shoulder unsurely and seize up instantly.

Sitting in the back of the classroom would be Jason or Veronica or both. At first, Y/n was sure they were looking past her, but they made eye contact. Y/n would then look away, heart accelerating with anxiety. It was because of this hobby the couple picked up that Y/n realized she shared all of her classes with at least one of them.

Jason would always be leaning back in his chair, arms crossed, with a foot on his desk. His other would be tapping against the floor absent-mindedly. He always wore the same outfit. A trench coat, black jeans, and a teeshirt. He’d always have a smug, knowing smirk on his lips. Veronica, on the other hand, was preen and pristine. She sat up, paying attention to keep her legs shut due to the cultish blue skirt she wore. She’d have her head in hand, drumming her pencil against her notebook. And she’d be looking directly at me, the ghost of a smile playing at her lips.

It was odd. They had no reason to eye her constantly like that. Y/n was most certain they were staring right at her. She had no idea as to why, per se, and the idea that they were fascinated with someone they barely knew was insane, but she was sure none the less.

So, she sauntered into school on a random winter day. It was just entering January. The school was dismal, especially with the suicides that had sat and simmered like a pot. Everyone was watching, waiting, for another domino to fall. The most recent had been Kurt and Ram - two men she’d heard nothing but horror stories about.

It didn’t concern her whatsoever, though. She went to her locker and opened it, dropping in what excess materials she had. She swapped it out for what was needed, just like normal. She yawned, tired after a night filled with god-knows-what activities. All she knew was that Martha Dumptruck came over for a movie marathon, but that she passed out earlier than anticipated and it left no such memory of the event.

Life was normal.

But all that changed when she closed the locker door. She gasped, almost dropping her books. Her pen slipped from her grasp, but flawlessly, the man before her caught it. Right behind the door was Jason Dean, having leaned on his side against the locker. Attached at the hip with her arm interlocked with his was Veronica Sawyer, a polite smile playing at her lips.

Jason, a cigarette popping from between his lips, held the pen out to me. “I think you dropped this.”

Y/n gulped and furrowed her brows. Sure, they seemed cool, but she’d seen what Jason did when he or his girlfriend didn’t like someone. He beat them to a bloody pulp. And the stare they were giving her… it was far too intense. Uncanny. Frightening.

“Uh, thanks,” she managed. She paused after taking it, expecting one of the two to say something. But they didn’t. They just stared expectantly. “U - uh, I need to get to class. Sorry —“

“Class doesn’t start for another five minutes, darling,” Jason continued.

Veronica clicked her tongue. “Um, sorry, Y/n. We didn’t want to keep you waiting. We actually wanted to invite you over for a study sesh’ after school.”

They still stared so intently. Smiles were on their lips, but they were so creepy. Y/n knew her answer almost immediately, shaking her head profusely. “I - I’m sorry. I actually have plans with my friend after school.”

“Martha?” Veronica prodded gently her smile only widening in anticipation.

“Y - yeah.”

Jason sighed, picking the cigarette up between two fingers. He blew out some of the smoke. Veronica took it from him and took a breath of it. Jason pursed his lips before chuckling lowly. “I’m surprised you didn’t hear the news. It was on the morning station, you know. And wasn’t she with you last night?”

Y/n’s blood ran cold and she took a step back. Her heart was racing anxiously. “U - um, I’m sorry. What happened?”

“I mean, I’m not sure how you made plans with a dead girl,” Jason sneered almost venomously. “She killed herself last night. Walked home from your house, went to her room, and hung herself in her closet.”

“Jason!” Veronica scolded, almost playfully, nudging him. “I’m sorry you had to hear it from us, Y/n. Everyone found out this morning except you, I guess.”

Y/n’s face fell. It hurt that Martha fell in tow with the rest of those popular idiots. She shouldn’t have. Yes, she was bullied, but she had family and friends who loved her. She had a future. And it would be silly not to admit that she didn’t have a slight crush on the woman. It was genuinely heartbreaking and Y/n could feel the tears welling up in her eyes.

“Uh, anyways,” Jason chimed,” you’re free after school, so… you’ll be comin’ with us up to Veronica’s place after school.”

“We’re looking forward to it, Y/n!” Veronica chirped, sending a beaming smile her way.

She didn’t even get the chance to tell them no or call them assholes for being so insensitive about her friend’s death by the time they walked off. Martha was Veronica’s friend too, once upon a time. But clearly, the popularity got to her head and induced the same brain rot it did everyone else.

Today wasn’t off to a normal start. Y/n knew that much. In fact, it was off to an awful start.

The day passed. She felt their eyes crawling over her form from the back of the classroom, just like always. But, this time, it irked her to no end. She couldn’t tell if she was more angry than afraid, but either way, the only impressions she held of the couple were negative.

The moment the final bell rang, she darted out of her seat and began collecting her belongings. Y/n didn’t like that Jason and Veronica were both in her final class. It scared her to no end, and she wanted to get out as quick as possibly.

With her books tucked under her armpit, she made a mad dash toward the doorway. A few people thought it was odd, but she was grateful for the head start. She heard a few gasps and grunts, and Y/n connected the dots. The pair was hot on her trail. But there wasn’t anything they logically could do to convince her to go with her. Following her like a lost puppy would only aggravate, not persuade.

She went to her locker. She felt oddly terrified. Maybe it was because - one of them, at least - was popular and the other was batshit scary if you got on their bad side. But Y/n knew they’d been eyeing her for months. She always dreamt of having the confidence to saunter right up to them and ask what their problem was, but she never had.

She was in a rush as she shoved the necessary items into her backpack. She was almost hyperventilating, so very confused and worried. They didn’t seem upset with her in any way. But they also had no reason to give a shit about little ol’ Y/n L/n.

She slammed it shut. She was surprised to see that Jason Dean and Veronica Sawyer were nowhere in the vicinity, or so she could presume. But that worried her. They were obviously hot on her trail the moment she dashed out the classroom door.

She gulped and started down the hallways. She walked quickly, but the hallways were crowded. Everyone was heading out the front door, and she ended up amidst the crowd. Her heart pounded eerily within her chest, already on edge. She hated it further when all sorts of strangers were brushing against her shoulder and knocking into her.

She emerged from the entrance and spotted her bike. She turned left and headed toward her bike. She had never been more relieved to have sat on the seat and pulled out of the metal bike-holder. She didn’t even bother plopping her backpack in the basket in front of her.

“Woah! Watch it there.”

Y/n gasped and swerved. She thought she accidentally backed into a stranger, but she was more than unhappy to find out that it was Jason and Veronica. They both looked so friendly, and yet, there was something menacing about Jason as he planted his hand onto Y/n’s shoulder. Veronica circled and grabbed the handle tightly, although she maintained a chill and polite smile.

Both members of the party beamed at her and Y/n gulped. She was tempted to just peddle away, but she didn’t want to upset them. She could tell from their eyes that they were daring her to try and get away. And Y/n was petrified from head to toe.

“Did you forget? You’re coming over to study at my place,” Veronica chirped robotically, voice dripping with venom. “We can just put your bike on the back of my car, so don’t worry about it.”

“Yeah, come on, darlin’,” Jason agreed, grinning ear to ear mischievously. “It’s not like you were trying to make a run for it or anything, right? That’s now way to treat your friends.”

Y/n gulped and blinked. “U - uh, sorry, but I don’t really know either of you, so…”

“That’s hardly a way to look at it,” Jason argued.

Veronica agreed immediately,” This is the chance to get to know us.”

She swiped her tongue over her bottom lip. She was trembling head to toe, and it was clear that as Jason gripped her backpack tightly and Veronica stomped her foot on the bike’s front wheel, they noticed. Y/n’s grip on the handle bars tightened, painfully so.

“W - well, maybe some other time, but…”

“But what, Y/n?” Jason growled, although he maintained a cheerful, charming smile as he leered over the woman. Veronica leaned closer, too, her pedicured hand sliding over one of her own. “What, don’t tell me you just don’t want to hang out with us?”

“I - I just really want to be left alone, please,” she tittered, unable to meet either of their gazes. “I haven’t done anything to e - either of you, so I’m not sure why you’re doing this!”

“Oh, you’ve got it all wrong, darling.”

“Maybe if you came over,” Veronica insisted,” you wouldn’t be so scared of us, huh? We’re friends, remember? We worked on an assignment together and everything.”

“I’ve heard it’s fairly unhealthy to, uh, spend too much time alone, you know.”

Y/n couldn’t bare it anymore. Tears threatened to fall because, no matter how nee they acted, they were scary. And, despite how tightly both people were grasping onto her bike, she dug her heel into the ground and scooted her bike away and into the road.

A car honked loudly, but she ignored it. Instead, she was almost petrified by the glares she received from the couple. They didn’t move to follow, and Y/n didn’t want to find out what they planned to do to her. She sped off at top speed, not looking back.

Twenty minutes later, she pulled up to her driveway. It was a quaint middle-class home. Only one of her parents was home, her father, since her mother was a working business woman who was busy most of the time. She had a nice family, though. Everything was normal. And that meant it was completely and utterly normal.

At least for a weekend, Y/n didn’t have to worry about the hell that would follow her come next Monday.

She did her usual, distressing from her average at-home activities. She greeted her father, did her homework and studied, had some of her dad’s delicious food, and settled in her room again to watch the telly in her room until she passed out on her bed for the night. A horror movie was playing since every other channel was focused on her friend’s suicide, and Y/n preferred anything to recalling what happened to her best friend.

And things went as planned. Half-way through the movie, as things were just starting to pick up, she drifted to sleep surrounded by her plush pillows and fluffy stuffed animals. It was a cold winter night, so she gratefully cuddled the night away.

Or, at least, that’s what she planned to do, until she was rudely awakened by a high-pitched, terrified scream.

Y/n shot up, sweating profusely. Adrenaline coursed through her veins. However, as her eyes flitted around her dimly lit bedroom, her eyes landed on the small television. Laurie had just been jump-scared by Michael Meyers and nothing more. The girl instantly deflated back into her mattress, letting out a sigh.

She wasn’t sure why she was so on edge. Jason and Veronica were frightening, but they were nothing but moody teenagers that got a kick out of scaring their peers. They weren’t stalkers or murderers or anything worse. They were just high-schoolers.

Y/n couldn’t get back to sleep, though. Her mouth was dry and her dad constantly scolded her for not brushing her teeth until the middle of the night. And it was about to be midnight, but not quite, so Y/n could easily avoid a light scolding if she just did it now.

She kicked off her blanket, her soft feet padding against the wooden floors. She heard the television running downstairs in the living room, which confused her. Usually, mom got home at nine, and her parents were all over each other for the remainder of the evening because they had a healthy marriage. And that always meant the television was off.

She shrugged it off, though, going to the bathroom. She heard distant chatter rom downstairs, but it was indistinct. Y/n ignored it, finishing her night routine. She went to open the bathroom door, but her hand paused on the doorknob.

Creak. Creak.

Someone was walking up the stairs. And perhaps it was paranoid of her, but she was frightened. She didn’t identify as it her dad’s loud, boisterous footsteps that echoed through the house. Just as she didn’t identify it as her mom’s quiet, thoughtful, but tired pitter patters around the house.

Y/n flicked off the bathroom door. The hallway light was flickered on. And then, her bedroom door was pushed open just enough. She was so very startled and confused. She heard two pairs of footsteps. Were they robbers? Murderers?

Because Y/n knew with certainty that they weren’t her parents.

“Fuck!” a familiar voice boomed. “Where the hell is she?”

“Jesus, J.D.,” another voice grumbled. “She’s gotta be around here somewhere. She probably doesn’t even know we’re here.”

Her blood ran cold. She was in the bathroom. The one place where there’d be hardly any weapons. She’d written the couple off as completely innocent high-schoolers with big heads. And yet, her mind began to race with theories. Maybe her parents just went out.

Or, perhaps, they were cold and dead on the sofa, and the couple was just as responsible for the coincidental suicides that had been happening.

Martha’s death seemed so convenient for them, after all.

Tears fell and Y/n reached around the bathroom aimlessly until her hands found the plunger. She pulled it out, just as the bathroom doorknob was jostled and swung open. A scream escaped her lips and she swung the plunger at the criminals, pushing herself up next to the toilet. She was trembling head to toe and a part of her died as she saw the couple nonchalantly staring her down.

“There you are,” Veronica exclaimed. “Uh, you do realize a plunger’s not going to do much against a gun, right?”

“Not that we were planning to kill you, darling,” Jason added in coyly, flicking on the switch,” but it would be a shame if we had to be a bit more hands-on, huh?”

Shivers rolled down her spine and she gritted her teeth. “Wh - what did you do to my mom and dad? Why are you doing this?” she cried fearfully.

Jason clicked his tongue, his stoic, calm posture not melting on the spot like Veronica did. Her eyes softened and she tucked her gun into her back pocket. She shook her head and sighed. “It’s okay, Y/n. We’re not here to hurt you. That wasn’t what we were doing in the first place. Come here.”

Jason grinned, adding,” You’re just too stubborn. And, uh, as patient as this little lady is, I’m not. You weren’t being the most receptive earlier, so…”

Y/n gulped, taking a step closer ever so slightly. The couple exchanged excited glances as Y/n indeed forward ever so slightly, although she still gripped the plunger tightly. Veronica held her arms open to the woman and beckoned her to come closer in for a hug. That really was the only option, seeing as they took up the entire doorway.

Jason cocked the gun menacingly, leaning against the doorway, making Y/n free fearfully in her place. “J.D.!” Veronica scolded angrily. “Jesus Christ, you can put the gun away. Stop acting like we’re gonna kill her.”

“A - aren’t you?”

The way Veronica spoke to Jason differentiated in comparison to Y/n. And the way Jason looked at Y/n wasn’t the same as when he looked at Veronica. Over the past few months, as quickly as Veronica fell into the relationship, it was clear that she did it for the shits and giggles until it became serious with all the murders they committed. And J.D. did, too, sensing that Veronica didn’t quite swing that way. They used the relationship primarily for cover as both of them fell head over heels for the Westerburg High nobody and came to an agreement to win her over whether she liked it or not.

Both of their morals were fucked up, and they knew it. But they couldn’t give any shits.

Both of their shoulders slouched as they melted. Y/n’s voice was so meek, so unsure. She’d stopped progressing, and the grip on her plunger grew tighter, even if it would do nothing agains the couple that were fully armed and had each other’s backs.

Jason sighed and shoved his gun into his back pocket. “You’re a little dense, darling. You seriously need an explanation? We like you, idiot.”

Y/n deadpanned completely. All of those deadbeat stare, fleeting glances, threatening stances… that indicated a crush? What kind of crush was that? It was obvious they were both psychos, even when Veronica had the gall to add,” Well, I’m pretty sure I’m, like, in love with you, but whatever…”

“Yeah, yeah, you’ve known her longer, I got it. Geez. Stop acting like that makes you superior, Veronica.”

The two were about to engage in a couple’s spat but Veronica shushed the man furiously. She once again beckoned Y/n in for a hug while Jason started searching through his trench coat. Y/n was on the verge of a mental breakdown because she was terrified to her core.

“Come on, Y/n, don’t be a stranger!” Veronica insisted, feigning friendliness. “That plunger’s not going to do much, you know. It’s much better if you come willingly.”

“Mhm. I mean, Veronica and I put in so much work to winning you over. It’s a shame we had to turn to plan B. The place we got set up, uh… it’s not as spacious and comfy as it’s supposed to be. Yet.”

Y/n was but a foot away. Veronica gasped out of joy about to pull the woman into her arms, but Y/n suddenly pulled the plunger out from behind her and pushed it into Veronica’s stomach. She was caught off guard and reached to grab it. J.D. cursed loudly and accidentally dropped the chloroform-soaked cloth to the ground in attempt to snatch the woman.

“Fuck…!” Jason boomed, his entire composition differently. “You little bitch!”

“J.D.!” Veronica shrieked as Y/n pushed her to the ground in attempt to escape.

“I got her, I got her!”

Just as Jason went to grab her, Y/n jabbed the plunger at him. J.D. grabbed it angrily, only to realize he was focusing on the wrong thing. He tore it from Y/n’s grasp, catching the woman off-guard just enough to give Veronica the chance to grab her ankle.

Everything was going wrong, and quickly so. Y/n stumbled at the sudden weight on her ankles. She was at the foot of the stairs, and as she suddenly fell, she grasped the rail. Veronica released a screeching “shit!” at the predicament. Y/n’s head hurt incredible when her head collided with the wall and she relinquished her hold on the rail.

If not for J.D., who swept in for the grab, she would’ve gone sliding down on her stomach. Y/n screamed again as her head collided with the edge of a step. Her eyesight began to flicker with stars and darkness. Jason grunted, pulling her onto the flat second floor landing by her feet.

Meanwhile, Veronica scrambled to readjust her blue skirt and grabbed the cloth. She was panicked and aggravated, while J.D. was aggravated and calm. They knew the ring-around by now; this was supposed to be easy. They weren’t even supposed to stoop this low to begin with.

“Fucking do it, Veronica!” Jason ordered.

Y/n tried to kick free, but J.D. held her down. Veronica straddled her waist and pushed the cloth onto her mouth. Y/n still struggled, but was already so tired to begin with. Her energy was draining, and fast. Both of the psychos were trying so desperately - Veronica more so - to ease her into it. To tell her to give into it. That things would be fine.

And then, she caved. The numbness consumed her and her body went limp.

J.D., out of pure joy, placed a chaste and quick kiss on Veronica’s cheek. Veronica gasped happily. The pair exchanged knowing glances.

That Y/n was finally their’s.

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sawyerconfort · 11 months

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HEATHERS MASTERLIST

What If...

What If Veronica, JD and Heather McNamara Were a Trio...

Young! Dean Reader x JD x Veronica x Heather Mac

The One With The Little Sister

One More Trip

Slipping Through My Fingers

Veronica Sawyer

Dating Veronica Sawyer Would Include

Confessions with the Heathers Would Include

Enchanted | Veronica Sawyer X Fem!Reader

Jason “JD” Dean

Say Cheese | JD x Fem! Reader

Jason + Veronica

If I Am What You Choose | Veronica Sawyer x JD x Fem!Reader

Heather Chandler

The Other Side | Heather Chandler x Fem!Reader

Introvert | Heather Chandler x Neutral!Reader

#heathers #masterlist #veronica sawyer x reader #jason dean x reader #heather chandler x reader #heather duke x reader #heather mcnamara x reader #lgbt #smut #fluff #angst

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mxlti-fand0m-imaginess · 6 months

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WOOHOOO LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO WILBURRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

YOU DESERVE EVERY FUCKING FOLLOWER YOU'RE SO COOL!!!!!!!!!

And uh could you write a little blurb or headcanon or whatever about Veronica Sawyer (Heathers)? She's my favorite musical character ever! AND CONGRATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

thank you so much!! you’re so sweet :D

i hope you enjoy this, and have a wonderful day!!

you smiled as you walked over to your girlfriend, veronica. “holy shit. i can’t believe you actually did it.”

a small laugh fell from your lips, earning you a glare from veronica. despite how giddy you seemed over the whole thing, she didn’t quite share the feeling.

“are you actually happy about this? we just killed someone! i just- i just killed my best friend,” she said, collapsing onto the plush red chair in front of heather’s vanity.

you smiled even wider, “and your worst enemy.”

veronica waved dismissively. “same difference. what the hell are we gonna do?! i- i can’t go to prison! i just got into stanford!”

you walked over to her and placed your hands on her shoulders, sliding them down so you were hugging her from behind. even though she was still very much upset with you, you could feel her slightly relax into your embrace.

“everything will be fine, my love. i’ll take care of things. don’t you worry your pretty little head about this, alright?”

you pressed a soft kiss to her cheek. sighing, veronica reached up to place her hands over yours.

“you’re talking like you’ve done this before,” she said, gently squeezing your hands.

“are you sure you wanna know?” you replied, smile never leaving your face.

when veronica didn’t respond, you walked around the chair to face her and pulled her up to her feet.

“go home, darling. i’ll clean up your little mess.”

#mxlti-fand0m-imaginess #wilbur’s 2.5k celebration #imagine #imagines #x reader #oneshot #blurb #heathers #heathers x reader #heathers imagine #heathers oneshot #heathers blurb #veronica sawyer #veronica sawyer x reader #veronica sawyer oneshot #veronica sawyer imagine #veronica sawyer blurb

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lovelybishop · 1 year

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can’t think straight || veronica sawyer x fem!reader

summary: you and veronica are cuddling when she says something funny

word count: 183

prompt(s): —

warnings: not proofread, originally posted on @prettysbliss

requested by anon.

“You wanna know something?” Veronica asks, as you play with her fingers.

It’s Saturday night, around 11pm, and the both of you are cuddling in her bed, your back against her chest and her arm holds you, having Hot Probz on as background noise.

“Hmm.” You hum tiredly, though, wanting to know, so you turn your head to look at her.

“I can’t think straight when i’m around you.” Veronica says, a hint of playfulness in her eyes.

“Well, I’d hope so.” You tease, as you lean in to kiss her lips. She giggles into the kiss and soon you both pull away, both giggling now.

“I love you.” Veronica says, pulling you closer and holding you tighter to her chest. She kisses the top of your head as your eyes close.

“I love you more.” You hold on to her arm, as you slowly drift to sleep, “‘M tired.”

“Go to sleep, baby. It’s okay.” She says, “I’m going to sleep too.”

“Okay,” You mumble, “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, lovebug.” She says, closing her eyes.

You smile as you both slowly drift to sleep.

#veronica sawyer #veronica sawyer x reader #veronica sawyer x you #veronica sawyer x y/n #veronica sawyer x fem!reader #heathers #heathers x reader

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kining-the-evil · 1 year

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Heathers(1988) Masterlist

Masterlists

Request

Jason Dean-

Headcanons

Valentines Day Headcanons

Oneshot

A Little Bit Crazy- Y/n finally gets the chance to speak to the infamous Jason Dean, and finds they have quite a bit in common.

Movie Night Promises- Jason Dean had a little sister(xChild!reader)

Cough Syrup- You get sick at school and Jd is the only one who can pick you up(sister reader)

Heather Chandler-

None yet

Heather Duke-

Headcanons

An s/o who plays basketball

Heather McNamara-

none yet

Veronica Sawyer-

none yet

#jason dean #jason dean x reader #heather chandler #heather chandler x reader #heather duke #heather duke x reader #heather mcnamara #heather mcnamara x reader #veronica sawyer #veronica sawyer x reader #heathers (1988)

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mythicalcowboyatheart · 8 months

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Beautiful

Veronica Sawyer x gn reader

Fluff

YN and Veronica Sawyer had always been acquaintances, passing each other in the hallways of Westerburg High School without much thought. YN was known for their kindness and compassion, while Veronica was known for her wit and intelligence. Little did they know that their paths were about to intertwine in a way that would change their lives forever.

It all started when YN noticed Veronica sitting alone in the cafeteria one day, looking lost and distant. YN, unable to ignore someone in need, approached her and struck up a conversation. They quickly discovered a shared love for music and literature, and their conversations became a regular occurrence.

As they spent more time together, YN began to see a side of Veronica that few others did. Behind her sarcastic remarks and tough exterior, Veronica was vulnerable and longing for genuine connection. YN became her confidant, someone she could trust with her deepest fears and insecurities.

Veronica, on the other hand, saw YN as a beacon of light in her otherwise chaotic life. YN's unwavering support and understanding made her feel safe and loved. They brought out the best in each other, challenging one another to be better versions of themselves.

As their friendship deepened, YN and Veronica found themselves drawn to each other in ways they couldn't explain. Their hearts skipped a beat whenever they were near, and their conversations became filled with stolen glances and lingering touches.

One evening, after a particularly emotional conversation, YN and Veronica found themselves alone in YN's bedroom. The air was thick with unspoken words and unexplored feelings. In that moment, they both knew that their connection was something more than friendship.

With trembling hands, YN reached out and gently cupped Veronica's face, their eyes locked in a silent understanding. Veronica leaned into the touch, her heart pounding in her chest. Slowly, they closed the distance between them, their lips meeting in a tender and passionate kiss.

In that moment, everything fell into place. YN and Veronica realized that they had found something truly special in each other. Their love was a refuge from the chaos of high school, a sanctuary where they could be their authentic selves without fear of judgment.

From that day forward, YN and Veronica's love only grew stronger. They faced the challenges of high school together, supporting each other through the ups and downs. Their love became a source of strength, empowering them to stand up against the injustices they witnessed around them.

#veronica sawyer #veronica sawyer x reader #heathers

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lulureadsandwrites · 9 months

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i write!! (please send requests!)

hello !! my name is lua or lulu and i am very invested in the heathers fandom !! currently i’m very hyperfixated on both the movie and the musical (especially christian slater’s jd) so if you have anything you’d like to see, please feel free to request it !! (also try to add some detail to the request if you can) i’ll probably do a master list later but for now, here are the characters i will write for !! - jason (jd) dean - veronica sawyer - heather chandler - heather mcnamara - heather duke have a good day, i love youuuuuu

#heathers #heathers the musical #heathers the movie #veronica sawyer #veronica sawyer x reader #jason dean #jd #jason dean x reader #jd x reader #heather chandler #heather chandler x reader #heather mcnamara #heather mcnamara x reader #heather duke #heather duke x reader

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ivana-the-great · 2 years

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my request are open!!! some of my work is linked at the bottom!!

I will write for Almost anybody and Anything as long as theyre not under my ‘No’ list, this is just some of what i Will do but not all of what i would do, just an example.

WILL:

Kurt Kunkle (Spree)

Fear street characters

Travis Phelps (Sallyface)

Sallyface (Sallyface)

Eddie Munson (Stranger things)

Nancy Wheeler (Stranger things)

Mike Wheeler (Stranger things)

Will Byers (Stranger things)

Jonathan Byers (Stranger things)

Max Hargrove (Stranger things)

JD (Heathers)

Veronica Sawyer (Heathers)

Larry Johnson (Sallyface)

Ashley Campbell (Sallyface)

Patrick Bateman (American Psycho)

Kevin Khatchadourian (We need to talk about Kevin)

Billy Lenz (Black Christmas)

Johhny Cade (The Outsiders)

Daughter/Son-Mother/Father (PLATONIC)

Fluff

Polyamory

Depends:

Billy Hargrove - i’ve heard rumors of him being racist, if true then No (Stranger things)

NOT:

ANYBODY from the dsmp community

Rape

Incest

Non Con

Smut

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theheatherschronicles1 · 2 years

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All I want

A Veronica Sawyer x fem!reader (fluff) part 1

(Btw this is my first post so don’t hate )

It’s a regular school day and you’re sitting in the lunch room eating your food , you see the Heathers and Veronica Sawyer walking around as usual, as today is what Heather Chandler called “lunch time polls” . As you watch them walk to their table , you catch yourself staring at Veronica , again , this is like the 50th time , you usually avoid looking at the Heathers but for some reason , when it comes to Veronica you can’t seem to avoid them at all. Of course the Heathers have never noticed you (exept McNamara because you are in history class together) but you never minded because you didn’t want to be stuck talking to Heather Chandler and deal with her crap.

As Heather Chandler and Veronica made their away around the cafeteria asking students Heather’s question, they ended up at your table that the country club kids sit at , you try not to look at Veronica in worry that she’d catch you staring at her , but you end up lookin at her anyway, and feeling you look looks back at you and isn’t disgusted , she actually seems mesmerized by you but looks away and you stay looking at her as a force of habit , and hoping you didn’t make her uncomfortable. As her and Heather walk away she looks back at you , and you guys end up staring at eachother (this is a bit like the movie when Ronnie and J.D stare at each other ) , and Heather McNamara catches this and starts to ask Veronica questions.

“ God Veronica drool much? Are you gay or something? “

“Oh- I- um- , I don’t know actually “ Veronica responded, “I’ve never seen her before and wow , she’s beautiful and seems like a great person “

“Her name is y/n l/n , she’s in my history class, she’s nice but be shy and quiet “ McNamara tells Veronica

“She does have some fashion sense, she could possibly be one of us , would take work but you know “ Chandler says “and Veronica since you have taken such a liking to her , YOU will be the one to invite her “

“Oh- okay “ , she makes her way back over to your table , you wonder what she’s doing only to find her right by you , your heart starts pounding and beating fast , what was this feeling? Did you like like Veronica Sawyer?

“Uh Hi- you’re y/n right ?” She asks fondly but nervously

“Um yeah - t-that’s me , hi” you felt so strange and trying not to sound stupid talking to her

“Well I’m Veronica, and me and my friends were wondering if you’d like to hang out with us , and maybe join us “ she says . You didn’t want to , but it was the perfect chance to get to hang out with Veronica, so you told her yes. “Okay then, well come with me , uh- we usually discuss what to do after school at this time “ so you nodded and walked with her to the Heathers’ table , while you guys were walking you felt Veronica getting a bit closer to you until your arms were touching, this gave you butterflies, your heart started to race , and you felt like exploding, and that’s when you realized , you definitely do like like Veronica Sawyer.

#lgbt #heathers #winona ryder #veronica sawyer #veronica sawyer x reader

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cherryy-slushy · 1 year

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Who I’ll write for: Heathers Edition

Veronica sawyer

Jason dean

Heather McNamara

Heather duke

Heather chandler

Kurt Kelly

Ram Sweeney

Martha dunnstock

Betty Finn

(Any more suggestions let me know!)

Heathers ships:

Any Character listen x reader

JD x Veronica (-nothing r@pey ever xoxo)

Heather Mc x Veronica

Heather C x Veronica

Heather D x Veronica

Martha x Veronica

Kurt x Ram

Heather Chandler x JD

Heather Duke x JD

My Boundaries when it comes to smut:

Absolutely no r@pe

No massive age gaps (like 14 and 17)

No Adult x minor that shits creepy

No feet kink it’s gross

No piss kinks (also gross)

No overly gorey stuff

I WILL DO OTHER THINGS SOONER OR LATER!

#veronica sawyer #jason dean #heathers #heathers the musical #heathers 1989 #heathers the movie #heather mcnamara #heather duke #heather chandler #martha dunnstock #broadway #jd x you #JD x reader #Veronica sawyer x reader

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lanawinterscigarettes · 2 years

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Veronica Sawyer dating someone who's transmasc

A/N: here's my obligatory queer content for pride month lol (if you want me to write some other hcs/fics for pride month just lemme know <3) this is kind of a mix between the 80s and present time, just a heads up

Warnings: transphobia, brief mention of slurs (they're aren't typed out, just referred to), brief mention of being attacked/hate crimed, swearing, the Heathers are very supportive allies (they're probably way out of character but I honestly don't even care), brief mention of menstrual cycles/periods

Veronica's the most chill person around, so she'd be really supportive and pretty cool with it

You were pretty good friends before you came out to her, but after you did it made the two of you even closer

When you came out, she waited patiently and listened to you as you told her who you were and how you felt

Obviously, you were extremely nervous over how she'd react; but she just gave you a smile and said she was glad you felt comfortable and safe enough to tell her

She confessed that she actually had a crush on you, to which you replied that you felt the same

The two of you started going steady after that

Veronica's parents don't really mind that you're trans, they're just happy their daughter found someone who loves her and treats her right

You guys face a lot of opposition from both teachers as well as students

Its often difficult to even walk down the halls at school together, as there are many who take to calling the two of you slurs

As big of a bitch as Heather Chandler may be, she's actually somewhat sensitive to your relationship, and she'll absolutely annihilate anyone who she hears talking shit about the two of you

Honestly, all of the Heathers have pretty much accepted you as part of their little group, and will protect you if someone tries to attack you, whether it be physically or verbally

Veronica does her best to make you feel better on days where you feel dysphoric, especially if you also happen to be on your period

If you own a binder, she'll check up on you to make sure you're not wearing it for too long, and if you don't, she makes sure you don't try to use any damaging methods to bind, such as ace bandages

Veronica my love: are you making sure you're binding properly??

You: <read by 3:42 PM>

Veronica my love: I know you saw my message. Just be safe, okay? 💙

Whenever people misgender you, she always corrects them, whether it be on accident or on purpose

Speaking of which, if you have parents or any family members that are transphobic, she'll literally prepare a whole ass lecture on how stupid they are for thinking that if she ever has to see them in person

She always validates you whenever you feel like you don't present masculine enough, especially if you're gender non-conforming or smth like that

"Are you sure I pass well? I mean, I do paint my nails and wear makeup every now and then. Some people might think I'm a girl"

"Of course you do! And if people assume you're a girl just because you like to present feminine every now and then, they're stupid, okay? Don't listen to what other people think of you, especially when they don't even know you"

If you feel comfortable with it, then she'll totally go to a pride parade with you, and if not, then she'll just stay home with you and chill. Whatever makes you comfortable

Overall, I'd say you made a pretty good decision when it came to both telling her you're trans and asking her out

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