#lodgeronnie

[xmoron]

imessage ✉ ronnie

Will: Is it true? Did you sleep with Tyler before Brooke?

[liaroneill]

Tyler didn’t want to come across too clingy or desperate but he needed answers. He knew he would get them when he had blackmail leverage against Brooke but she conned him into deleting it before fleeing. So now Tyler had no choice but to do things the old fashioned way; through sheer intimidation and threats. His Harley was parked outside of Pops, under the neon sign at night. The buckles on his boots jingle as he opens the door and looks around before taking a seat on one of the stools and orders a burger. He’d already stopped by Brooke’s with no such luck. However, he left a note on the front door. A carving of a snake across the rich wood. This went beyond high school drama. Eli told him he had to reel Brooke in. She met the family, she met the crew, she knew where the king slept. She couldn’t just slither away now. When the clock struck 11:00 PM. Tyler stood up and turned toward the door. Then in walked someone he thought he’d never see again. New York’s finest dessert. The ever succulent Veronica Lodge. A snake’s tongue rolls over plump lips. Not the cheerleader I was hoping to see, but you’ll do. “Hey, sugar lips.” he wasn’t referring to those lips. “Miss me?”

[xmoron]

@lodge-ronnie

Will wasn’t sure what inspired the late night texts to come over and meet her. Nor was he sure what to expect when he actually got there. He parked his truck a block down from the hotel where Veronica and her mother were staying. The place was nice, luxurious even, and only further cemented that Will would never be able to give Ronnie this. Or ever properly fit into his friend’s rich worlds. Even if funds were tight for the Lodge’s, they’d bounce back. Families like hers always did. And if her father was anything like people said he was, he wouldn’t slum it. “Right this way,” Smithers, Hermoine’s personal bellhop, led Will up to the Lodge’s suite. His palms were sweaty and he almost contemplated turning around. Not because he didn’t want to see her but because he felt kind of out of place. Maybe his gut was trying to tell him something. He didn’t listen though. And honestly, a little discomfort was way better than being home. Carl Belmont was a drunken mess when Will slipped out to meet Veronica. If he found out Will disappeared in the middle of the night, he’d have his head. Will stuffed pillows under his blankets and made it look like he was sleeping but if Carl wanted to pick a fight, he’d notice when Will didn’t say anything. 

After knocking, Will waited and fiddled with his hands. Smithers stood behind him, waiting for Ms. Veronica’s okay for him to leave. He was under strict orders by her mother to ensure nobody be let up into the room without her knowing. Especially, after the break in by Tyler which Will still knew nothing about.

[xmoron]

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✿  Does your muse like nature in general? / ✿  Sex headcanon

He does. He enjoys hunting and hiking and traveling to places where nature is a key element. Coming from a family who wouldn’t know the first thing about luxury, Will’s always been in tune with nature. He has no problems getting his hands dirty and he’s learned more just by familiarizing himself with the world around him. That gives him a level of maturity that none of his other friends have mastered. 

Will’s had a total of 3 sexual partners in his lifetime. The only person who knows this would be Jake because that’s his best friend and they used to tell each other more than they do now. Will’s kind of a closet freak lol. He couldn’t be with Emma but with the other two, he has been. He’s more untamed with the right person who lets him be himself. 

(I answered both because I wasn’t sure which symbol this was for!)

[xmoron]

@lodge-ronnie

As planned, Will pulled up to the River Court in his dad’s old beat up pick up truck. He was early and so he killed time shooting a few hoops with the basketball he kept in the bed of his truck until Veronica arrived. The night was eerily quiet. And for the first time ever, Will thought his secret, hiding spot felt a little spooky. Considering all the murders, and the fact that Jason Blossom’s body was found by this very river, someone might say that as normal. After nailing his tenth jumpshot, Will’s attention was pulled toward the sound of heels clicking against the paved court behind him. It was Veronica. He could just sense it. Even smell her perfume as it wafted in thanks to the night breeze. 

“Hey, you made it,” He smiled. Not that he doubted her. Although, maybe. He was starting to suspect someone was stirring the pot between them and was worried she wouldn’t show up. But, he was really glad she did.

[xmoron]

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❣  What calms your muse down?

Playing ball. It heals him and lifts him up. He genuinely loves the game and it’s the one thing that can and will save him when he really needs it to. Also, a good friend just being there and talking him down from doing something stupid would calm him down. Just having someone, if it’s just 1 person care about him, really means a lot. Probably more than anyone knows. 

[xmoron]

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☯  Likes/Dislikes headcanon

Likes: Girls, basketball, swimming, sunrises, food, traveling (because he doesn’t get to do it often), and money lol. Also, Veronica.Dislikes: Assholes, hypocrites (though he can be one sometimes), feeling out of control, abuse, Kieran and now Archie lol (he’s petty af).

[xmoron]

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✺  Something your muse finds pretty.

Girls, lol. Namely, Veronica Lodge (and Emma Duval). He also loves sunrises. If he’ll miss anything about living on his family’s farm, it’s watching the sunrise over his family’s land. Will’s definitely an earlybird and the sun brings him a sense of warmth he doesn’t otherwise feel.