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harkingspot · 1 year

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new jrand concept/au just dropped!!!!

OKAY GUYS SO HEAR ME OUT,, i spent all night thinking about this one so you better strap urself in and buckle up bc you are SO not ready for this ALSO this is highly dedicated to the jrand bestie lynnster ily

contains spoilers!! especially episode 7 of pt 2

WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN????

okay so im calling back on both the project reboot AND rand’s old memory erasing machine so,,, yeah im sorry- i think you know where this is going

im still 100% subscribed to the idea jr is somewhat into rand AND NOW THAT WE GOT A GLIMPSE OF THEIR BACKSTORY- IT JUST MAKES SENSE

so lets just start there. after being with rand for a while, from roommate and now to business partners, he’s unfortunately become fond

that was bad. in their line of work, attachments were a big NONO

rand being the repressed asshole he is probably knows but he’s too busy and has a whole ass family now

this is where their relationship starts to get... strained

knowing about the project reboot, jr took it upon himself to branch off into different timelines where he and rand can be together

but it never worked. it was just not meant to be

jr KNOWS rand knows and is probably gonna do something to him

so he’s writing every. single. thing. DOWN

every single memories they’ve shared together, good or bad, he wrote them all down and made sure that the “new” jr never forgets

wrapped it all in foil and hidden somewhere

but rand isnt using project reboot oh nononono NOPE HE PULLS OUT THE MEMORY ERASER BITCH

and the same with reagan, he used it so that jr never remembers their history- turned them sour. unpleasant to taste.

thats when they went from distant to absolutely HATING each other. constantly on each others asses about everything

in his attempt to find dirt on rand to get him out of the company he rediscovers project reboot and finds all the shit his “old self” had hidden away in foil

moving forward. skipping to episode 7 where jr is PISSED- pissed at rand that he cant have the reality HE wants...

the one where they could just be together

#this is defo more of a concept slash au than a theory #BUT I MEAN CMON #CMOOOOOOON CMON YOU GUYS #i know ur getting what im laying down on you #wink wonk #okay but seriously if anyone ever wanna write this into a proper thing #FEEL FREE #AND DONT FORGET TO LINK ME BC ID LOVE TO SEE THAT #i miss writing jrand angst #i miss making these bastards suffer #cough cough especially jr cough cough #i have yet to figure out how to make the other hag suffer #LETS SEE HOW IT GOES #inside job #jr scheimpough #rand ridley #jrand #ij spoilers #hark goes insane

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harkingspot · 1 year

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jrand: holy matrimony

since i have the unfortunate inability to write a full-on PROPER fanfic. please have this strangely formatted fic thing??? *hands this to you* WEDDING DAY JRAND!!!

(super angst and sad, i mean when is it NEVER)

it was a beautiful day. a beautiful ceremony for two beautiful people. everyone was happy... well not everybody

jr scheimpough was going through a crazy rollercoaster of emotions- he was supposed to be happy, HIS BEST FRIEND WAS GETTING MARRIED!!!

but god why did it hurt so bad??

as everyone started to show up, all he could do was sit down and gaze at his own reflection from the wine he’d been carelessly swishing around

‘this shouldve been my ceremony. this was supposed to be us’ he thought dangerously. this was not the time, his brain scrambled to dig the thoughts deeper down

“have you seen rand anywhere?” snapping back from minutes of zoning out, the question grazed his ear. he was so engulfed in his own sadness he didnt bother to see who’d asked him

all he could think about now was: rand ridley

his best friend, the biggest asshole he’d ever met. it was hard to like him but it was even harder for jr to hate him

charismatic and smart. knew how to slither his way out of problems with his genius. he was someone he’d looked up to for a long time, though he could never admit it

he could never admit anything beyond his “joking-yet-not-joking” hatred towards his friend and partner

‘partner... oh how beautiful it’d be if the word business didn’t accompany it’ jr thought dangerously again.

this wasnt a time to be sad. his best friend was missing at his own wedding and he had to find him. though, in his defence, he’d been trying for years. to find rand ridley

“right yeah, ill go find him” without tearing his gaze away, jr stood up and began walking. mindlessly. he already knew where rand was

he was hiding. no. avoiding the altar

when jr found him, rand was shaking. pacing around. grunting. he’d never been this worried before. not even with the immense load of mistakes he’d made at cognito

he didn’t want to do this. rand ridley didn’t want to get married.

in rand’s mind, it was never about the commitment (though it really is) it was about himself. he’d never liked himself, which to be fair, there’s not many things about him TO like in the first place

“rand, what the hell are you doing?” “i can’t do this jay. im going to fuck this whole thing up. i always do- WHAT IF WE HAD CHILDREN??? I COULD NEVER-”

jr held his hand. tightly. an act of desperation, fearing to let his best friend go- hidden by an intimate gesture

“you can do this. sure you fuck things up a lot but you always find your way, that’s just who you are”

rand ridley didn’t want to get married. no that wasn’t right. rand ridley wanted it, but he wanted it with someone else. his best friend. scheimpough.

but it was too late...

a hug was all he could offer. neither could see it but both men longed for each other and it was written all over their face.

in another time, this could’ve been their own ceremony. where they could invite nobody because nobody mattered. and all they had to do was drink, dance, sing loudly, and just... find comfort in one another.

but it was too late...

the ceremony was undoubtedly beautiful. pictures were taken. tears were shed, out of happiness and regret.

when the reception came, jr couldnt do it anymore. he reached his limits and it was time for him to go.

he delivered his speech, one full of fun anecdotes of their days in college and a few words about how he adored the man. that was the hardest part.

seeing rand be wedded to tamiko wasnt the hardest part for jr. the speech was, as he had to forcibly hold himself back from saying all the wrong things his mind could muster

he had to go and he had to go now. he didnt bother saying goodbye, not even to rand because it wasnt a goodbye- they were still partners remember? they still have time live side by side. just not together

on the drive home, he comforted himself: ‘and as long as the person you love is happy maybe you can be happy later’

the night was rough. jr made sure he didn’t drink too much at the party because he’d expected to drink much more at home. by himself, this time.

hours passed and he drank so much his liver had given up on begging for mercy

and it was that moment when he lied in bed starring at the ceiling, he turned to his phone that’d been blaring with notifications of multiple missed calls and messages from rand

“hey jay where are you?” “where did you go??” “did you go out for a smoke? im near the entrace can you see me?” “hello? jay pick up my call” “did you leave?” the thread of messages said

jr replied, out loud, to himself: “no, rand. you did. you left me” and blacked out

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