What about smth for JD (heathers) with an s/o who's equally as possessive and protective over him, maybe even more so?
I fucking love it when the reader perfectly matches the characters energy omg
Jason Dean with an s/o who's just as possessive/protective as he is
Warnings: gender neutral reader, both the reader and JD are possessive and protective to an unhealthy extent, JD and the reader are a match made in hell (which means they're naturally perfect for each other), codependent relationship to the max here, swearing, dark humor, mentions of murder/death, mentions of gun use, some smutty/nsfw stuff
As much as JD likes to mess with you, he actually does appreciate just how much you seem to love and care for him. Far too often has he been in relationships where it seemed as though he was the only one who was putting in any effort that he eventually began to lose hope he'd one day find someone who loved and worshipped him as much as he does for them
Then you showed up, and everything in his life seemed to get ten times better. He actually started attending school more often just so he can see you, especially if he knows you won't skip
However- that doesn't mean that he won't push your buttons, because he absolutely will. Believe me when I say that he's going to have at least a little fun at your expense
He'd never actually cheat, as he's way too clingy for that (unless he got really pissed off and wanted to teach you a lesson or something, but even then he'd probably end up killing the person afterwards) but he does find it amusing to see your reaction to him flirting with other people
It doesn't even have to be anyone he actually likes, in fact, he purposely goes out of his way to flirt with people he hates and actively talks shit about in front of you because he knows how mad you'll get. He's an asshole, what can I say
The look of silent rage that appears on your face whenever you see him walk up to any random guy or girl gets him chuckling everytime. He'll stay over there and flatter said random person until you storm over and drag him away from the conversation
Don't think that just because he flirts with other people that you can, that'd be crazy. How dare you talk to anyone other than him? What do you have, a death wish or something? (You flirt with other people anyway because he's not the boss of you and you can do what you want)
It's all in good fun though, because neither one of you would ever let anyone else lay their hands on the other, whether that be in a violent or sexual manner (or both). In fact, you guys even joke that if one of you ended up cheating on the other all three people involved would die, because there's no way the cheater or the person they'd cheated with would be allowed to live and the other couldn't live knowing their beloved was gone (it's actually not that much of a joke, but since you guys are so attached to each other that would probably never happen)
Speaking of committing murders, you guys do! All the time! :D (I don't know why I'm saying this like it's a good thing lol) Anytime someone does something to piss either one of you off, the two of you turn it into a date where you both kill the person, frame it as a suicide, then go back to your house for sex while the adrenaline is still pumping fast through your veins
Jealousy sex/make-up sex happens fairly often, by the way. You two may love each other, but because your personalities are so similar they're bound to end up clashing at some point, which leads to explosive arguments that typically end in "hate sex" (it's not really hate sex since you guys still love each other but given how much you both curse each other out and literally say "I hate you" during it I guess it could qualify)
Neither one of you really have any friends, not that you'd need them when you have each other. In fact, the only time you ever hang out with anyone else is when you're purposely trying to get JD riled up, and vice versa
I know he acts pretty aloof but I like to think that deep down he's actually really flattered to have someone who's crazy over him the same way he is over you. To someone as clingy and obsessed as him, it's almost like the highest honor, y'know?
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Is that just his kink or his he trying to put down your ego so you’ll stay with him?
Who knows!
casually does NSFW things with you in public, it’s a adrenaline rush for him, he likes the idea of getting caught
LOVES making people know your his
type of guy to buy a dog collar saying “JD’s” on it or something
AND HICKIES
shows your his and helps with his yk. cray cray stuff
Super possessive basically. Would kill anyone who flirts with you and makes sure you know he did it.
Makes you very codependent on him so you CANT leave
favorite date spot is 7/11… only date spot is 7/11
no matter what year the headcanon takes place in he makes music related gifts. Makes you spotify playlists, burns CD’s for you, buys you vinyls, etc etc
he always keeps his hair very neat and combed, and normally doesn’t like people touching it… your a exception though
Hello I saw your JD post could you do yandere Jason dean with a willing and affectionate reader
Your hands cup the sides of his head, bringing his face close to yours with a warm spark in your eyes. His eyes flutter close as he feels your lips gently press against his skin, leaving a warmth sensation on his forehead. The hint of a genuine smile graces his lips when you press yours on the top of his nose for a moment, trailing down towards his mouth for a tender kiss. His hands take a hold of the back of your jacket as he breathes into your mouth, grabbing the fabric tightly as if he were scared you’d disappear. You give out a laugh, breaking the kiss just enough to look into his eyes.
“I love you.”
A smile stretches onto his cheeks after hearing those words, his lips pressing a kiss against your cheeks. “I love you more.”
You chuckle once more, slightly shaking your head at him. “Impossible.”
He quirks an eyebrow at you, his smile turning into an amused grin. “You don’t believe I do?”
“I know how I feel...” You reduce the space between your two mouths, your voice coming to a whisper. “... there’s no way your love beats mine.”
You press your lips against his once more, your hands falling down from his head to wrap your arms around his neck. He brings your body closer to his, securing his grip on you to make sure you won’t disappear. He breaks the kiss a few seconds later, his forehead pressing against yours to stare into your eyes with a serious glint in his.
“I’d kill for you.”
A small silence follow his words, one where he carefully observes for a change in your expression, dreading a reaction that would break his heart.
“You already have.” Your lips stretch into a smile, your eyes filled with a loving light in them. “And I love you more for it.”
A chuckle of relief escapes through his lips, his eyes closing for a moment. “Maybe you do love me more.”
“I do.” You press your lips against his once more, yet break it off after a second or two. “I worship you, remember?”
His flutters his eyes open, his hands leaving your back so his fingers can slowly caress one of your cheeks.
“Our love is God.”
And he’ll make sure nothing will ever be able to break it.
Hello! Hopefully you’re still taking requests but it’s okay if not 😊 could I request JD x reader where the reader is quite shy and affectionate / clingy with JD because she only really trusts him - if that makes sense? Like with anyone else she’s just silent but she’s very trusting in JD because he treats her nice (she or they pronouns Idm :))
Hey Anon sorry I couldn't tag you and its been a while but here we are! For context I’m going to be using They pronouns seeing as I rather write a gender netural reader so my rambles are more accessible to everyone. I hope that is okay 😊 Again if anyone has any requests for any of the characters on my masterlist send em in. Also this is going to be sent during the time of heathers but Veronica never stopped at the 7/11 and only had the one interaction with JD and went back to being Martha’s friend and trying to get to summer. Lets go!
You were sat at the back of the classroom with your boyfriend being right by your side. Boyfriend. Gosh that was a word you weren’t expecting to use in a sentence. Not because you didn’t want a boyfriend. You did and you loved your boyfriend. Jason Dean, JD. But you were shy, you didn’t speak much and the bad boy who beat up Ram and Kurt was definitely not someone you thought you would be dating. But you felt safe with him and despite the first impression he was relatively calm.
Either way you sat in class your arms wrapped around your boyfriends waist under his trench coat with your head resting on his chest as you dragged small circles on the fabric of your boyfriends shirt. This was something that had become a habit something you did without realising and JD never mentioned it anymore it was something he knew that made you calm and he was fine with it.
As you half listened to the ending of Miss Flemmings class you lifted your head slightly from the chest of your boyfriend looking at him as he looked at you with a small smile. “Are you still sure you want to go to dairy queen later?” he asked softly suddenly his hand was fiddling with your hair running his hand through your soft hair as you looked up at him and gave a single affirming nod.
As the class which was about love in the 60’s for some reason drew to a close you collected the few things you had out your pencil and notebook putting it into your bag as your boyfriend waited already having his belongings collected holding his hand out for you to take which you did bag slung over your back and your hand tightly encased by your boyfriends.
As you walked through the hallway of the school the noise being louder than when school was in session as most of the students were in a rush to leave the premise and Jason held you tight putting his arm around your shoulder and holding you close as you walked through the halls and out of the door.
The dairy queen was only a 5 minute walk from Westerberg high and you had happily clung to your boyfriend his arm slung around yours as he asked what you would like before you got there so you wouldn’t have to deal with the spotlight of being asked by a server because, despite how friendly they were or could be he knew that you would feel safer if he just ordered and so he did.
As you sat down enjoying your ice cream and feeling particularly clingy after being away all weekend and piping up in your quiet voice. “Hey JD, I love you…” you said before hugging him tightly with him giving a small smile and a small chuckle seeing as you felt the need to remind him every day. “I love you too.”
Request @de4d-s0up “Alright some jd content? Being at a party to make your ex jealous you play seven minutes in heaven and the bottle lands on him during your turn 😙”
Summary: Your ex may want you, but JD wants you more.
Warnings: fighting, heavy kissing, fingering.
A/N: I hope you love this kay bb, ilysm <3 first JD fic let’s go! This kinda reminds me of Les by Childish Gambino??
"No for the last time Darren, we're over! What part of us breaking up do you not understand? You cheated on me." (Y/n) yelled angrily into the phone.
“Come on, babe. You know it wasn’t like that. Just come to the party with me! It’ll be very!” he argued. Throwing herself into the pile of pillows on her bed, she let out a huff. Her and Darren had been over for 3 months. Everyone was surprised when they broke up considering they barely spent any time apart from each other. (Y/n) wasn’t as popular as Darren, but she was quite up there. Everyone knew who she was. She was the beautiful girl who wasn’t afraid to speak her mind no matter who was listening. She stayed within the school rules, flowing free of judgement from her peers. It’s what made her noticeable, that despite all the attention she received she never remained unchanged. It was not only an admirable quality, but an envious one as well.
“Well you probably should’ve thought about that before screwing Heather fucking Chandler!” she growled, slamming the phone onto the receiver. Small cracks appeared in the mint colored plastic but she couldn’t be bothered. Who did Darren think he was, calling her and asking her to a party. She didn’t even like parties! Although the amount of attention they both started to receive when dating never went to (Y/n)’s head it had gone straight to Darren’s (and apparently his dick too..). He was already popular before they had been together. He was a star player on the basketball, hockey, and football teams. But now in their senior year, he wasn’t the same sweet and loveable jock she had fallen for in Freshman year. Instead, he was just a carbon copy of both Kurt and Ram. If they were a hydra, he’d be the 3rd head on a hormonal hound.
Turning her head from her intense gaze from the night sky, her eyes focused on a beautiful dress that hung in her closet. Hopping up from her comfortable position, she began to walk over grabbing it out as she hung it up looking at it. “Well just cause I’m not going with him...doesn’t mean I can’t go. Who knows, I might even have fun!” she smiled to herself at the thought of Darren’s red angry face when she had the audacity to show up, but not with him.
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(Y/n) let out a nervous breath as she hopped out the car. Her back rested against the door of the passenger’s side. She began to check her appearance in the side view mirror, finding imperfections that had suddenly appeared before her eyes. She was stalling and she knew it. Parties were never her thing. Too loud, too stuffy, too much noise. It was a breeding ground for chaos. But that’s the part of her that liked it, the part of her that craved chaos.
“You seem out of place.” a gravelly voice said from behind her. Turning around she chuckled. It was the new guy. Well, he wasn’t that new anymore, he had been attending Westerburg for around three months. He was growing a reputation parallel to hers, but with a dangerous edge she’d never possess. Instead of people envying his feeling, his need to be free, they feared it. He had on a trench coat, different than his usual one. It was a black houndstooth print one that complimented his black turtleneck and dark washed jeans well. He dropped his cigarette, smushing it into the ground with his boots as he approached her.
“And you don’t?” she retorted, eyeing him up. He held his hands up in defense, a charming smile on his face.
“Touche. However, I only meant it as a compliment. You seem like a woman who has more important things to attend to.” she hummed at his statement, turning her attention to the house before looking back at him. Pulling a flask out her purse she took a large swig before handing it to him.
“I do but they all happen to be at this party. However, I don’t think you wanna be seen with me. My ex is here and if he sees us talking he might try to pick a fight with you or something.” she shrugged. He eyed her carefully before handing her back the flask. “Although you seem like you’ve got a flair for dramatics.”
“Are you really gonna let your ex dictate how you live your life?” he asked, causing her to look at him. For the past few months all her friends had allowed her to get away with that excuse. The excuse of her not wanting to be certain places just because Darren was there or because Darren may see. Deep down she knew the nerves in here were less from the party and more so from the idea of having to see him face to face again. This guy had been able to notice that and he knew her for a total of five minutes. He cracked his neck and knuckles. “Besides, I think I can hold my own just fine.” reaching down her glided his hand down her arm before grabbing her hand.
“However, you're a woman on a mission. I’ll leave you be and perhaps if I’m lucky,” he placed a kiss on her hand as he bowed before her, eyes locked on hers the entire time, “We’ll be brought together again by the grace of some luck on my side.” and with that he disappeared through the front door. Her eyes followed his shape until it blurred with the others, fading into the crowd. With one more look over of her appearance, she walked into the party heading straight for the drink table.
A familiar foggy white bottle lay on the table, eyes lit up. Unscrewing the cap she began to chug the vodka until the familiar burning sensation caught up with her. Wincing she cleared her throat as she wiped a stray tear from her eye. ‘Really burns going down. I don’t even wanna imagine what it feels like coming up.’ she thought to herself, trying to shake away the buzzing in her ears from the speaker to her side. A large hand gripped her shoulder, turning the girl to face the person. Her eyes narrowed as she let out an agitated groan.
“You told me you weren’t coming!” Darren said, jabbing his finger into her chest. His eyes were bloodshot along with the smell of alcohol surrounding him like another layer of skin. She pushed his hand away from her watching as it fell limp by his side. He reached forward, grabbing her arm harshly.
“I never said that. I said I wasn’t coming with you.” she hissed at him, trying to remove herself from her grip. A crowd had gathered around them in a circle. Her friends were on the edge looking upon nervously however she spotted the same man from earlier. He watched intently before he noticed her gaze. When they locked eyes he grew alert making his way over to him but she didn’t need his help.
“You know that’s just like you. Who are you here with then, huh? I bet he’s some bi-” before he could finish she grabbed his head, ramming his head into her knee at full force. A loud crunching noise came from his nose as he hollered in pain, his hands flying to his face.
“I’m here by myself, unlike you I don’t need to be surrounded by people to have fun. Besides, haven’t you heard?” she kneed him in the balls causing him to fall to his knees. “Cheaters never win.” she smirked triumphantly, beginning to walk off. As she walked the circle parted ways for her.
“Geez (Y/n/n) are you okay? That was, like, intense!” Jennifer asked, looking at her in amazement. (Y/n) smiled, hugging the girl closely. Over her shoulder she saw the man (who’s name she still didn’t know). He was smirking as he gave her an impressed nod, sending a wink her way.
“It was nothing. That bastard had it coming.” the girl’s head turned, her eyes widening in surprise to see Betty standing there. She pulled away from Jennifer’s hug to walk up to the girl, her mouth agape.
“My, my, my! Do my eyes deceive me or is the Betty Finn standing in front of me? At a fucking party?” Betty rolled her eyes, pushing the girl jokingly. Even as (Y/n) grew in popularity, she had always kept Betty in her life. No amount of popularity or recognition would be worth trading out her best friend.
“I decided to finally see what all the fuss was about.” she looked around the hallway, grimacing as someone puked into an expensive looking vase. “So far, I have yet to see.”
“I heard there’s a game of spin the bottle starting soon so maybe then you’ll see all the fuss.” Jennifer butted in. The two girls pondered her words before shrugging, following her lead until they reached the second living room. This one was less crowded, a few people sitting around in a circle. A few were on the couches but some sat on cushions on the floor. As she sat on the couch, she noticed a familiar face on the couch across from her. Smiling at him, (Y/n) returned his wink from earlier. He bit his lip as he stared back at her, eyeing her up hungrily. However, their interaction was short lived when Darren entered as well, joining the circle.
“Alright, what a nice group we have here for spin the bottle.” Todrick started, rubbing his hands together as he looked upon the crowd. His eyes widened briefly as he noticed Darren and JD both looking intensely upon his distant friend. The next hour was either gonna be the show of a lifetime or a tornado of chaos. Either way? He was up for it. “To make things interesting, you first have to kiss the person it lands on but also,” he pointed to the closet behind him, “You’ve gotta spend 7 minutes in the closet together.”
“Five bucks says you and Todrick end up in the closet together.” (Y/n) whispered to Betty, causing her cheeks to glow red. She went to respond but she cut the girl off. “Betty would like to go first Todrick!” she shouted,causing everyone to turn their eyes to them. Todrick’s eyes widened but he said nothing, giving her the nod of approval as he took his seat. Betty gulped loudly before taking the bottle and spinning it. The bottle spun as everyone began to grow anxious. As the bottle slowed and landed on Todrick, (Y/n) had to hold herself back from screaming ‘I told you so!’ at the girl. The man leaned over, placing a soft brown hand on the girl’s cheek, his lips landing on hers shortly after. The kiss was short before he stood up, dragging the girl towards the closet.
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When they returned from the closet, Betty was covered in marks, hair frizzed up and released from the neat ponytail that was on her head. She eyed her giggling, causing Betty to glare at her.
“Shut up. I don’t know what’s so funny considering you’re next.” (Y/n) eyes widened in realization. Shit, she most definitely was next. Grabbing the bottle she went to spin it but paused beforehand. Carefully she scanned the people in the circle, deciding she wouldn’t mind kissing any of them. All she knew was she for sure didn’t wanna kiss Darren and that if she landed on mystery man? That would be a treat.
“Let’s hope I didn’t use all my luck up on Betty.” she muttered to herself before spinning the bottle. Picking at the skin of her nails, she silently chanted to herself ‘Please not Darren, please not Darren’. Especially with the wild look he had on his eyes. He hovered over the bottle as much as he could without touching it. If it landed on him would she get a free spin? This was practically tampering with her spin! However none of that mattered anymore when the bottle stopped. Her heart jumped in excitement as her eyes followed the end of the bottle which was on none other than the mystery man himself.
“Well aren’t I lucky?” he said with a cocky smile. He stood up, walking over to her, he pulled her up with one hand. He began to kiss up her arm before his lips reached hers. She nodded, giving him permission which he gladly took, locking their lips together. His lips were soft, tasting of menthol and surprisingly a bit of cannabis. Pulling away, he brushed her hair out of her face. “JD.” he introduced himself to be. Too in awe to speak, the (h/c) haired girl just nodded, letting him grab her hand once more. As they reached the closet he turned around once more looking at Darren. “Better luck next time, huh? Oh and by the way, the reason your magnet didn’t work was because the bottle was glass. But, I wouldn’t expect a dumbass like you to notice that.” Before Darren could respond he pulled the girl inside, locking the closet from the inside.
(Y/n) shuffled around nervously, watching as JD walked over to her. His eyes were dark, full of lust as he made his way to her like a predator stalking its prey. Chills moved up her spine as his hands made contact with her. He trailed his hands along her sides, feeling every bump and curve as much as he could. His grip around her waist tightened as he pulled her closer.
“I’ve wanted to kiss you ever since you hopped out of your car earlier. But then, when you kicked Darren’s ass earlier? That was super fucking hot.” JD purred out, trailing one of his hands up before they settled on her jaw, gripping tightly. “C’mere.” he commanded, pulling her into a rushed kiss. Lifting her up, he pinned her to the wall with his hips causing her to let out a moan. He chuckled as he pulled away, trailing his lips down her neck. Her hold on him tightened as he did so, gasping as he sucked on a particularly sensitive part.
“J-JD!” she moaned out as she felt his fingers slide inside of her. He simply grinned at her, pumping his fingers in and out of her at an agonizingly slow pace. The heel of his palm was pressed against her clit, rubbing even slower than the pace of his fingers.
“Yes, darling?” he asked innocently, as his other hand moved to grip at her ass.
“F-faster please!” she begged him. She didn’t care how loud she was being or who heard, the only thing she could seem to focus on was the feeling of his thick digits clouding her mind. He hummed as he pondered before speeding up his movements suddenly. His fingers curved right into her spot, causing her to go limp in his hold. He pecked her once more, grip tightening around her waist.
“God you’re so tight. I bet he never made you feel anything close to this, did he?” he let out a loud laugh as the girl shook her head frantically. She reached a shaky hand down to his crotch with he removed, shaking his head. “Ah, ah, ah. Don’t worry about me, you can do that some other time. I just wanna pleasure you right now, honey.” he whispered, causing her to whimper. Grabbing his face she pulled him into another heated kiss. JD nibbled at the bottom of her lip before gliding his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss. He let out a groan as she pulled on his hair, movements stuttering briefly before finding his pace again. The kiss was fast and intense, open mouthed and sloppy in the best of ways. As she began to clench around his fingers, he pulled away from the kiss.
“I wanna see you cum. Yeah that’s right, look right at me bitch.” her eyes glossed over as she looked into his eyes. Her lips were swollen and kiss stained, parted as she continued to pant and moan, arms wrapped around his neck. With one final thrust of his fingers her eyes widened as she continued to look into his. He looked back at her in amazement, admiring her the faces she made as she continued to release around his fingers. As her breathing slowed down he pulled his fingers out, instantly bringing them to his mouth. He began to lick and suck on them, his eye contact unwavering as he did so.
Once he was done he pulled her dress back down, smoothing it as he inspected her to make sure she was okay. “That was..wow.” she breathed out, laughing some as she clung to his arm. Her eyes began to flutter shut. However a knock came from the door as JD fixed the lock, the door flying open. Everyone looked at them, a few giggling as some whispered. Darren stood up angrily walking over to them. He stood over JD, infuriatingly panting as he stared at the man.
“What did you do to her in there?!” he gritted out at him. However, he wasn’t concerned. He gave him a smug look before smiling.
“I did something in 7 minutes that you couldn’t make her do in 7 hours.”
