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Freeze your Brain: Alternative(Heathers story)

JD:"🎶freeze your brain🎶"

Chandler:"🎶b!tch where's my corn nuts?🎶"

Veronica puts the slushy in JD's hands. "Gotta go!" She hovers towards chandler "alright, I'm ready"

Chandler:”good”

Veronica:*goes out the door*

Chandler:”by the way jason…. Veronica’s mine, were going on a date”

J.d.:*laughs* “I don’t believe that”

Veronica:*pokes her head back in* “oh j.d., did I tell you? I’m going on a date with chandler!” *leaves*

Chandler:”see?” *smirks*

Jd:*shocked* “f-fuck you!”

Chandler:”in your dreams” *heads outside*

Jd:”damnit!”

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Heres a little something, especially for you chansaw shippers. I do love chansaw as much as I love chanduke, they're really good ships!

I also want to start doing more Heather duke and Heather mcnamara fanart. I've had so many ideas but I'm going back and forth with heathers and other shows posts. So, I'm probably gonna be scrambled all over the place.

I think I might also want to draw Heather duke as jd. I rarely see it. I know there's tons of post of jd!heather chandler. Which is fine. They're really good pieces of art! I just rarely see jd!Heather duke, which, I think the concept would fit. I have too many ideas in my head. Then I'm going back and forth with other social media accounts I have so me posting my ideas, headcanons, and things I wanna talk about might take awhile. Will see

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Chandler:”🎶VERONICA, VERONICA, OPEN THE DOOR PLEASE!-🎶“

Chandler:”wait, wrong song”

……….

Chandler:”🎶NO ONE THINKS A PRETTY GIRL CAN TOUCH YOU!🎶”

not beyond repair (4/?)

AO3

September 23rd, 1989.

Dear Diary,

I am the worst person on this planet.

Left alone in the middle of the cafeteria, Veronica looks up at the Heathers, strolling off with their chins in the air like royalty. That’s what they are, of course. People even move aside for them in the halls. The kind of royalty that beheads anyone who disagrees with them. She looks over her shoulder at Martha, who is sitting at her table, the forged note in her hand. In all the time Veronica’s known her, she’s not sure she’s ever seen Martha smile like that. Sort of breathless excitement, like she’s just stepped into fairyland. She’s practically glowing for God’s sake. Like she’s floating on air.

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