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silly little story where all the yellowjackets died in the cold freeze that came during doomcoming & the alt survivors Jackie Nat Ben Travis and Javi go through it 🤗
Chapter 9, winter one
Winter is for the lovers and it can be proven in Lottie’s early Christmas sleepover.
The whole fic is inspired by mudroom - tiny habits, but this chapter is inspired by this specific part. It’s just very soft.
Give the song a listen, it’s really sweet
Have fun and enjoy <3
drive it like you stole it, babe
it's an art heist but of course everyone has a backstory... including the missing, as of yet unseen Laura Lee.
song of choice is American Teenager by Ethel Cain
(little sneak at an upcoming scene from meet me in the woods) (no big spoilers)
“People were supposed to change to their environments but Jackie was still exactly the same person as she always was, and maybe the same went for Natalie. That nothing was new, that this experience, living and surviving, wasn’t enough to alter them. That the rabid, hateful thing inside of her was completely natural, just a dog that knew how to bite, teeth that had the reflex to snap shut.
The water stole the white moose further beyond reach. The darkness had such a long way down to go and Natalie was also being pulled in, so cold that it all seemed like a fire. It began swallowing her, both that chill and heat, and it was enough to stop feeling all that anger. I’m not a dog, her mind sluggishly thought to the dark world beneath the ice.
She went to inhale but arms came around her fast. They pulled back against the water, the darkness, all that cold. The resulting light was enough to make Natalie bare her teeth and live.”
She's not kidding. Go read it! It's incredible
Yellowjackets but with alt survivors… what comes first? JackieNat or Jackie? (Nat’s always been down for a good time)
song ref is Why Would You Be Loved by Hozier
double update for y'all . chapters 4 and 5 of she's got a way, she got away are up
New Jackalope chapter out!
Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Yellowjackets (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Van Palmer/Taissa Turner Characters: Taissa Turner, Vanessa "Van" Palmer Additional Tags: Character Study, Canon Compliant, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Dissociation, Starvation, Frostbite, Briefly Referenced Abuse and Bullying, canon-typical suffering, taivan are so orpheus and eurydice coded it's insane (or maybe it's just me who's insane) Summary:
"If you died, I'd just bring you back," Tai says, breezily. Like resurrection is the simplest thing in the world. Van laughs.
"Just like that?"
"Just like that."
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Van dies, and Taissa brings her back. That's not the hard part.
Chapters: 1/4 Fandom: Yellowjackets (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Van Palmer/Taissa Turner, Shauna Shipman & Taissa Turner, background lottielee and jackieshauna Characters: Taissa Turner, Shauna Shipman, Van Palmer, Lottie Matthews, Misty Quigley, Natalie Scatorccio, Laura Lee (Yellowjackets), Jackie Taylor (Yellowjackets) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Psychological Horror, tfw you're haunted by a monstrous alternate version of you, and that version might be the real one, mirages and visions and nightmares oh my!, Tai PoV, the soccer players actually play soccer, Canon Typical Horror, technically a no plane crash au but not. uh. a nice one. Summary:
The nightmares come first. Then the pain. Then the hunger.
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The team lands safe and sound, only to be haunted by a forest they've never seen, and monstrous girls wearing their faces.
The nightmares come first. Then the pain. Then the hunger.
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The team lands safe and sound, only to be haunted by a forest they've never seen, and monstrous girls wearing their faces.
Chapter 4 is up.
The nightmares come first. Then the pain. Then the hunger.
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The team lands safe and sound, only to be haunted by a forest they've never seen, and monstrous girls wearing their faces.
Chapter 5 is up.
A normal day of practice is interrupted when strangers arrive.
Something is wrong. Something is very, very wrong.
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Shout out to @thunderon for giving me the idea for this fic and cheering me on as I wrote it!
The nightmares come first. Then the pain. Then the hunger.
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The team lands safe and sound, only to be haunted by a forest they've never seen, and monstrous girls wearing their faces.
Chapter six is up.
The nightmares come first. Then the pain. Then the hunger.
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The team lands safe and sound, only to be haunted by a forest they've never seen, and monstrous girls wearing their faces.
Chapter 7 is up. Just the epilogue left to go.
The nightmares come first. Then the pain. Then the hunger.
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The team lands safe and sound, only to be haunted by a forest they've never seen, and monstrous girls wearing their faces.
The final chapter is up! Thanks for reading, folks :) Happy Yellowjackets Month!
lotus: A normal day of practice is interrupted when strangers arrive. Something is wrong. Something is very, very wrong. (horror oneshot, pre-crash, 2.5k words).
Tai and Shauna are facing off down the field when Van sees them. A group of people, seven or eight, watching them from the bleachers. Men and women. None of them family to anyone here, as far as Van knows. Blank-faced and silent. Watching. Van gulps. She tries to focus on their faces. Their features ripple and run like watery ink. Their eyes and noses blur from one face to another. Their mouths are gaping pits.
carrion choir. Van was supposed to die. She knows that. The dead know that. The Wilderness knows that.
Winter starts bad and gets worse. Van hallucinates.
(horror oneshot, rated M, 4.7k words, taivan. So, so much body horror.)
Written for yjoctober 2023. Prompt(s): 1. Horror element or trope from the show (hallucinations and madness) 8. came back wrong
You're dead. You're dead and you're still hungry. Your worm-riddled stomach dribbles acid from countless bite wounds, slowly eating itself. You chew on pine nettles, boot leather, your own hair. You shuffle through the cabin like one of Romero's zombies, rotting and starving all at once. You stare at your living friends with crawling envy, craving their heartbeats, their breath. Their warm, sweet, living flesh. Necrotic purple bruising spreads across your torso. You make sure it's always hidden. Your fingernails fall out, one by one. You bind your hands in more cloth. Strips of skin peel away from your arms and legs. You clumsily stitch them back together with Akilah's needle, swallowing your screams. You tell no one.
like a phantom limb. The plane doesn’t crash. The team is haunted by a forest they’ve never seen, and monstrous girls wearing their faces. (29k words, Taissa POV, taivan, background jackieshauna and lottielee. A no crash au with a horror twist. Feat. trippy dream sequences, quality time with your gf’s cannibal doppelgänger, and losing your mind in suburban New Jersey.)
"I've been having them too. The nightmares." A pause. You hear the faint roar of a plane flying somewhere high above you. There's no point, you know, to asking how she knows. "We're, like, in the woods somewhere. And we're dying. We're always dying. It makes us—we start to—" She doesn't finish.
"That's not us," you tell her. "They're just dreams. We wouldn't do those things."
Van doesn't say anything.
blossom within the skull. They’re not themselves anymore by the time they escape. They’re not even human anymore. (oneshot, 7k words, taivan and jackieshauna. A kinda-sorta Annihilation au. Written for yjoctober2023. Prompt 4: Yellowjackets reimagined as a different genre)
The children pulled themselves from fire and steel and into Its home, staring with wide scared eyes at the deer with vines spilling from an open wound in its flank, the owl with thorns and nettles poking out between its feathers, the corpse in the cabin with chanterelles erupting from its eyes, yarrow blooming from its gaping mouth.
The corpse, they called it, until they saw it breathe.
In the attic, under a bearskin rug, a journal. The pages molded beyond recognition, except the last.
If you are reading this you are already changing.