#thats shaunas LIFE

[jackiietaylor]

SHAUNA SHIPMAN in YELLOWJACKETS 2.09 “Storytelling”

#shaunashipmanedit #yellowjacketsedit #yellowjackets #96yellowjackets #yellowjacketscentral #tvedit #horroredit #userbru #tuserdee #usermorgan #user-clara #tusercj #yellowjackets spoilers #linds.gif #imagine youre busy being jealous and gay as hell in your little journal and suddenly your house burns down #thats shaunas LIFE

[fragilecapric0rnn]

i can't stop thinking about tai and shauna. how we see them start out as teammates about to fist fight at a party. as adults who only call each other on burner phones when there's an inkling of disruption of their peaceful lives. but as the story unfolds, so does their friendship. so does the fact that their lives are anything but peaceful.

how sleeping side by side in the attic turns into the "im not going to let you die from a botched abortion" all the way to "you almost died anyway let me hold you" and even decades after it all, tai still goes to shauna when she starts to struggle. you leaned on me out there all those years ago and im leaning on you out here all these years later. you shared your secrets with me then and you share them with me now. i didnt judge you then and i dont now.

how they're still 17 even when they're 42. how they'll always be 17 in some ways in every way. something something, taissa saying but did i actually do those things? something something darkness as a metaphor for trauma and how it never leaves you and follows you wherever you go and you'll always be the age you were when you experienced it.

#thinking about them and their friendship and how even if they aren't apart of each others everyday life they still have that foundation - #of trust and comfort and understanding #they still turn to the other when they need someone to lean on and i just think thats beautiful #yellowjackets #tai & shauna #episode 6 sent me into a spiral and i need at least 3-5 business days to process it all #sorry if this made no sense im just rambling

[jackietaylorgf]

i literally wont stand for the dawniefication of callie. the most annoying character in yellowjackets??? multiple people saying they wish she didnt exist and they hate her and she's just in the way and they want her to die. are you insane?? she is a Child living in the shadow of her mom's dead best friend that she never knew because her she froze to death in the wilderness years before callie was born. she is a little girl whose entire world got fucked up because she found out her mom is a murderer and her dad is a (bad) blackmailer and now they've all been backed into trying to cover up a murder. her whole life just got upended against her will. of course shes going to lash out on her parents and break up with her high school boyfriend and lie about staying at a friend's house and go to a bar she's not supposed to be at and date an older man she's not supposed to be seeing. even if it's destructive it's something she can control! the comfortable boring Safe life she thought she had was ripped away from her so yeah she's doing reckless shit without thinking about the consequences bc that's all she Can do.

it's dawn summers being voted the most annoying character on television ever all over again. you people just hate teenage girls when they act like teenage girls.

#obviously i didnt watch buffy as it aired bc i was negative 3 years old but i was so shocked when i read that people Viscerally Hated dawn. #AND SHES JUST LIKE HER MOTHER. AND JUST LIKE JACKIE. #do you think teen shauna slept with jeff because she was a master manipulator who wanted to ruin jackie's life? NO. #she never intended for jackie to find out! she did it because things were changing and jackie was making decisions about her for her. #also the gay stuff. her desire for jackie runs so deep that she cant separate it from jealousy and she can't pinpoint what she wants etc. #not really my point rn. #so she fucked her boyfriend because thats a decision She could make about Her Own Life and Her Own Body. #i know headlines are supposed to be provocative but that one Is the most annoying. actually. #i didnt read the article bc the headline pissed me off too bad #dawn summers and callie sadecki i will live fight and die for you both. my best friends. #yellowjackets #callie #ri.txt

[jollyreginaldrancher]

Looking for screen caps from the birth and I saw this and If Taissa was grabbing me like that I'd be yelling too. Loosen that grip, bro. Leave room for Jesus, Tai 😭 Did the other Tai step in here for a second? Tai heard "squeeze" and thought Misty was talking to her 😭😭

#she's got those veins popping #I can hear the “come here kitten” tiktok audio when i look at that hand now #yellowjackets #taissa turner #shauna shipman #Van come get your girlfriend before she puts a dent on your treammate #Taissa was so locked in 😭 #Maybe thats why she yassified Nat #Nat didn't squeeze the life out of her

[waterlilyvioletfog]

Natalie Scatorccio is sooo guilty. She’s so fucking full of guilt. And she has been the entire time! And now it is WORSE. But guilt is the cornerstone of her character. Right along with the love/compassion/protectiveness that makes her one of the most important members. And the other girls have those qualities too, only Nat’s got this moral compass, this guilt that won’t let her be ruthless or cruel just to survive. Hurtful, yes, but never cruel. If Travis is going crazy about Javi, then convince him Javi’s dead. If Lottie’s suffering, let Lott die. She believes— you don’t deserve to live more than anyone else. So if it’s them or you, what’ll you choose? And she chooses the group. Not saving Javi was for the group, ultimately, even though she thinks she shouldn’t have done it and Misty says it’s Javi or Nat— no. It was one versus many and Javi was the one. You don’t deserve to live more than anyone else does, but also neither does anybody else. Sorry for eating you, Jackie, but what the hell. Eating you might be what gets us through the winter. And she’s still so fucking guilty. Because nothing can erase what you did, or why. The end result is what matters.

#yellowjackets #96yellowjackets #natalie scatorccio #yellowjackets spoilers #yellowjackets meta #yj 2x08 #WHO is doing survivors guilt like her. NO ONE baby THATS who!! #like she can’t really believe lottie because her own guilt is too overpowering. #shauna can just feel it was unreal. Lottie’s literally insane and Tai has a possibly evil sleepwalking alter. #but nat. nat just has her guilt. go out there. do something. #if it’s them or you choose them. if it’s an innocent life or them choose them. #she’s the hunter. she can kill something innocent so everyone can eat. and she’ll be so fucking guilty the whole time.

[insert-neologism]

isobel by flower face

#yellowjackets #jackieshauna #this is alright i think isnt my favourite one but thats ok #had to cut some of the audio bc it was repeating and I didnt want to. find more clips (dont know which ones wouldve fit anyway) #so that's why the like end is like that #not the end end i love the end end i think that is great #but the one before. after than a reflection in the pool #mine art tag #some of the lyrics might not fit but I didnt really know how to integrate them. and thats alr #mitos incredible life #i think this took sorta long but really i have NO idea (next one is gonna be done sooner i think) #well actually Idk. but I THINK the next song is back to you and I alr have ideas for that #more than for here at least #GOOOOD im bored again gotta study tschnicaly. for tuesday. big thing comin up (oral exam) but it's english oral exam and like I think ill #manage??? SOMEHOW?? #let's hope. #anyways LOVE the line 'you wish your parents gave you sbs elses name' bc like. jackie n shaunas names have the same meanings #In that context it's like do you with we werent the same. do you wish we werent tethered before we couldve possibly known each other. #do you wish you were somebody else‚ completely else (someone without me) #jackieshauna: The Shark In Your Water

[dykezekiel]

happy lesbian week of visibility to everyone except these two

#that one post thats like shauna would be ok w being gay if it wasnt jackie and the other way around for jackie literally ruined my life #mine

[firstaidspray]

Writing dialogue is really more my strong suit and I tend love writing it in general but currently my favorite dialogue I'm working on is the little work gossip between Juliette, Amber, Kori, and Shauna (their coworker, kind of a supplemental oc) at CTU about their crushes/relationships at the lunch break table. Juliette gushing about how Jack refused to let her go out as a field medic bc she means too much for him to risk her life, Amber being shy about her time with George until Juliette and Kori bother her so much that she gives them too much detail, Kori complaining that she doesn't know how to let Michelle and Tony know she wants to be their open minded third, and Shauna is happily married so she's just soaking in all the information. They're like high school girls giggling and kicking their feet except they work in a medical clinic/lab for an important government organization and their crushes rank much higher than them in said organization

#my ocs #juliette chrysler #amber colt #kori shannon #shauna mcvicker #(she gets her own tag now i guess) #v: the longest days of my life #it takes place in an au thats like after s2 but before the years before s3 #george is still director and alive i also granted tony mercy and made him live #so the person who took george's place was a random agent who accompanied him to the warehouse #and he got exposed to radiation instead and thus flew the bomb to the desert #its complicated whstever

[chaoticnerdsstuff]

Explaining Shauna and Jackie's relationship is a full time job

#like how can you choose one over the other #THEY'RE BOTH INTERTWINED YOU CAN'T HAVE ONE WITHOUT THE OTHER #THATS LITERALLY THE POINT #JACKIE DIED SO SHAUNA DIED AND LIVED IN JACKIES MEMORIES AND LIVED A LIFE MEANT FOR JACKIE NOT HER #HOW DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THAT😭😭

[elliespeach]

tear you apart | ellie williams

˗ˏˋ"if your friends won't watch over you, i will." ´ˎ˗

pairing ellie wiliams x fem reader synopsis ellie owns her own vinyl store and the day you wander in changes both of your lives forever. she quickly becomes infatuated with you, desperate for your love that she believes is meant to be. when things in your life begin to spiral, ellie is there to catch you, but you'd never suspect she was the reason you fell in the first place. heavily heavily based on the book/tv show "you" on netflix wordcount 4k warnings gosh where do i start, stalking both cyber and in person, ellie is obsessive, manipulative, a gaslighter, a pervert lowkey, possessive and easily jealous, she breaks into readers apartment and goes thru your stuff, shes also so delusional like top tier delulu, shes based off joe goldberg so i mean put the pieces together. this is all from her perspective, most if not all of the inner monologue is ellie's thoughts about you, the italics is verbatim what she is thinking in that very moment if that makes sense. like joe, all of her actions are justified in her mind, and she doesn't see anything wrong with them. reader has a dysfunctional family. pls lmk if i am missing something! authors note hi hello hi, i have been so excited to post this!! just wanted to clarify this rn, i am bringing in a LOT of elements from the book and show, especially in this part, if it seems very similar thats why. i don't plan on following the plot line for season one, but i needed a good base to jump off of, dont hate me. n yes, readers best friend is shauna from yellowjackets i couldn't help myself. i needed a girl group, sue me. cat is apart of this girl group, not ellie's ex along w dina, also not ellie's ex in this au lol

fuckin’ trash, ellie thought to herself, looking over the torn up vinyl in her hands. the guy who returned it obviously had no fucking clue how to take care of something. especially something so needing of love. she placed the vinyl down on the counter beside the register before stepping into the back of the store, grabbing her tools of restoration. as she rummaged through a drawer, the familiar bell rang from the front door indicating a new customer, but she ignored it and continued searching for the sandpaper she always left laying around somewhere. the last drawer she opened was the winner, taking her supplies, she emerged from the small room into the front of the store, the beads in the doorway swaying as she walked through them. 

thats when her eyes found you, examining the vinyl left on the counter. you hadn’t noticed her yet, too engrossed in the mishandled vinyl. she watched you for a moment as you looked it over, tracing the scratches that lined it. to ellie, you looked to be the definition of a nice girl. sporting a flowy sundress that laid just below your ass. nice girl who likes attention, she thought to herself, looking you up and down from afar. 

she played it cool, keeping her eyes on the sandpaper and cloth in her hands as she made her way back to the counter. you finally took notice of her when she stood in front of you. “oh, hi,” you smiled brightly, to which ellie looked up. “whoever handled this vinyl should be in jail.” a sense of humor, ellie smiled at you, letting a breathy laugh fall from her lips. and an appreciation for vinyls, rare.

“a life sentence, for sure.” she spoke, and you laughed. a laugh that was genuine, not forced by politeness. 

“can you point me to where i could find a david bowie album, ellie?” you asked sweetly, and she had to remember she wore a name tag. flirting with me and you like david bowie? ellie’s grateful its a tuesday afternoon, the store is dead. giving her more time to talk with you. you, who seemed to never stop smiling at her. 

“against the wall,” she pointed. “third box from the left.” she lets you wander over yourself, taking the time to admire the way you carry yourself. you had a pair of red, heart shaped sunglasses resting on your head. ellie could tell you liked to pay attention to details, it was evident in the way you matched your sunglasses to your dress, and she wondered just how many pairs you owned. both short dresses and uniquely designed sunglasses together. her head tilted at the thought, switching her over chewed gum to the other side of her mouth. 

you rifled through the box as ellie’s gaze pierced your back, although you were seemingly unaware. david bowie, she thought again. not another stuck up gen z who only listens to who is in the top one hundred, no. no, you were special. ellie put her focus onto the vinyl in front of her, slowly dampening it with the cloth before grinding the sandpaper over the scratches. but she kept you in her peripheral vision and she couldn’t help but notice you were struggling to find a specific one, or at least it looked like it. 

“need help?” she asked you, keeping her voice neutral.

your body turned to face her, meeting her eyes and a faux pout on your lips.“i think the only one i want isn’t here, or i’m seriously blind.” 

ellie chuckled, coming out from behind the counter, “my money’s on blind, just organized this box a few days ago.”

you huffed lightly, standing to the side while she approached you and the box. “i can’t find the rise and fall of ziggy stardust, it’s one of my favorites.”

of course it is. ellie barely looked in the box before she saw the album, pulling it out and holding it out for you. “i’ll book your eye appointment,” she said with a light grin. 

“ugh, my hero,” you gushed, taking the album from her hands gently. i’ll always be your hero, but something tells ellie that you didn’t really need her help to begin with. 

“c’mon, i’ll ring you up,” ellie led you back to the register and you placed the vinyl down on the counter lightly.

“promise i won’t do what that guy did,” you joked, reaching into your bag for your wallet. 

ellie almost wishes you would. you’d come in a few days later, apologizing for being so clumsy but asking if she could fix it for you. of course, she would say yes. how could she say no to someone like you? “you couldn’t if you tried, pretty sure he did it on purpose.” 

“what makes you say that?”

“just a hunch,” ellie shrugs, scanning the barcode on the vinyl. 

“maybe his dogs got it, or worse, his kids.” you kept eye contact as you spoke, which shocked ellie. a lot of people would break away, divert conversation, maybe even stay silent all together. but not you. 

“if that guy had kids, i’d feel bad for them,” to a lot of people, this comment would rub them the wrong way, and ellie internally cursed herself for saying it. you’re a sweetheart in her eyes, someone who wouldn’t think things like that, but again, you laughed. the transaction was almost over and she was grasping at straws, so she kept going. “guys like him blame everything on everyone else, i wouldn’t be surprised if his kids actually hated him but,” 

your head tilted, waiting for more. to ellie, it looked like you were hanging onto every word she said. and she relished in it. “–thats only if someone wanted to have kids with him, which i highly doubt.” 

“from what i’m hearing it doesn’t sound like anyone would want to,” you’re trusting my judgment. ellie’s lips curled up with your words, and she bagged the vinyl in a plastic bag. you handed her a credit card, which was decorated with flowers along with your name. and you want me to know your name. you could’ve used cash, the vinyl was less than twenty dollars. but no, ellie knew better and she knew you better. your eyes found the scratched up vinyl yet again, “but you can fix it?” 

ellie swiped the card against her own wishes. she’d give you the whole store if you asked with that pretty smile. “it’ll be back in the box within the hour, why? you like pink floyd?”

“yeah, for the most part. i haven’t listened to that album yet,” 

“i can put it on hold for you.” ellie rushes out, and she feels like she came on too strong. you could easily listen to it on spotify but she reminds herself that you’re in her store for a reason. you probably own a vinyl player, an older model you got off of facebook marketplace because the newer ones don’t match your personality. maybe a pioneer or a yamaha, and now shes thinking about how you probably dance around your room listening to music. your response breaks her from her imagination. 

“that’d be great, thanks ellie,” but she can see it so perfectly in her mind, you’d wear a big t-shirt and a dainty pair of underwear. twirling and spinning about, the t-shirt riding up as you did and as you stood in front of her in that short dress her mind seemed to unravel and she had to clear her throat. 

“anytime–” she tacked your name at the end of her words with a smile, handing back your card which you very quickly put in your wallet. her eyes glanced down for a split second, admiring how the dress pushed your tits together before bringing them back up to your face. 

“aren’t you going to tell me to have a good day?” you teased much to ellie’s enjoyment, reaching out for the bag she was holding for you. 

“have a good day,” your fingers grazed hers, and ellie knew it had to be on purpose. a flirt, and a good one at that.

“you too, ellie. i’ll be back for that album.” 

you left the store as quickly as you came, taking your sweet vanilla scent with you. ellie thought about your interaction all day, it consumed her walk home and when she entered her small apartment she fell to her couch and opened her laptop. 

plugging your name into any and all social medias was easy, who could forget a name like yours? all your accounts were public, and very quickly ellie could tell just what kind of person you were. the sweet girl who loved vinyls who had an addiction to posting online. your twitter was filled with random, obscure thoughts and always with a hashtag at the end of them. from time to time you’d tweet about where you were, and ellie tsk’d out loud to herself. anyone could find you within seconds, you need to be more careful. you seemed to tweet about everything in your life and ellie refreshed the page, wishing to see a post about the cute girl in the vinyl shop who helped you find your favorite album. 

yet, there was nothing. and for a moment it hurt her, but the more she thought about it, it was better you didn’t post about her. that means it was real for you, hope remains. 

facebook provided the basics of your family, although the account was inactive. but your parents who divorced a few years back seemed to only post about your younger siblings, leaving her to wonder if they didn’t approve of your lifestyle in the city. she stalked their pages like it was her job and at this point it felt like it was. she discovered that your two younger siblings went off to college out west and your parents even sold their home to be closer to them while still living separate lives. ellie felt pity for you, how could they just leave you behind? 

your instagram feed was an aesthetic one, pictures posted solely to appease your followers. a pretty sunset here, a mirror selfie there, a quick post about the food from the restaurant just down the road from ellie’s shop. there were also posts about your own art, colorful and detailed, just like yourself. a painting you did was the last thing you posted, but this one wasn’t like your other ones, it was black and white and had a lonely floating balloon in the center and the borders were lined with overlapping words. ellie could make out only a few of them, ‘melancholy’, ‘nobody’, and ‘distress’. 

there were lots of group pictures of you with friends. ellie could see you looked more authentic than them, who all seemed to resemble something out of a factory for young adults. you were a pearl in a sea of clams. 

out of curiosity, ellie brought herself to your friend’s pages as well. she needed to see the types of people you spent time with, seeing if they were someone she would approve of for you. one friend made an appearance more than others and she assumed that was your so-called best friend, a spunky city girl named shauna. her own instagram was like an influencer’s guide to posting online, and she seemed like someone ellie would avoid at all costs. shauna’s posts of you always had you in the background, or if you were directly in the frame it was a candid where shauna looked better. she's making herself look better at your own expense, can't you see that?   

your other friend’s social media were bland and unhelpful. ellie brought herself back to the task at hand. she typed your name into google and watched the loading screen. your name brought up a string of links all connecting back to your art pieces you’ve submitted to local papers and art galleries. an artist in new york city, aren’t you ambitious. maybe your parents didn’t like the instability of being an artist. but yet, you still pursue your passion. its admirable. 

what also popped up was a white pages link, with a few clicks, and a small charge to her credit card she found exactly what she was looking for. there wasn’t much she could do with your phone number, texting you would be creepy. there was no way for her to explain how she got it, so the next best thing was your address. which, lucky for ellie, was only six blocks from her own. 

if she could find it this easily, she needed to make sure that no one else did. which is how she found herself standing across the street from your apartment, peering into the windows that had no blinds, no curtains, no protection from the outside world. you were on full display for all of new york. first thing were doing together is buying you blinds. you were lounging around on your coach, scrolling through your phone and periodically shifting in your spot to get more comfortable. 

it was dark now, and again, luckily for ellie, someone standing on the sidewalk of new york wasn’t a weird thing to do and no one paid her any mind. for days she would stand in the same spot, studying your movements throughout your apartment. sometimes you would go to bed on the early side, but most nights you were fully awake, sipping something out of a purple mug which she could only assume was coffee, and drawing lines on a canvas. 

everytime you would take a break and scroll through your phone, ellie would refresh every social media, waiting for a post. your fingers danced on the keyboard and after a few refreshes on ellie’s end, your twitter had a new post. 

@yndoesartstuff: if anyone has tips on how not to procrastinate finishing a wip, please enlighten me

if you just put down your phone, i’m sure you could get it done.

one night she watched as you dipped your wet brush into the purple mug instead of the designated paint water cup. they didn’t even look similar, but ellie laughed to herself while you groaned, tossing your head back before getting up to dump the liquid out of the mug. this would also be the first night ellie gawked at you while your hands dipped below your shorts, she quickly looked around. no one else seemed to notice that you were pleasing yourself with your own gentle hands and her eyes found you again, sprawled out on your couch. 

your back arched, obviously hitting your sweet spot and ellie swallowed hard. blinds. were getting you blinds. 

some days, ellie was too busy with the store to watch over you and she hated herself for it. too tired to walk the six blocks and instead just looking over your social media again, looking through your friends posts to see if you’ve been up to anything. you had never come back for the album, which ellie had finished nearly two weeks ago now. but tonight, as she locked up the store she knew she was going straight to the sidewalk adjacent from your apartment. 

when she arrived at her usual spot she saw you through the windows and you looked too well put together for a night to yourself. you were dolled up and ellie liked to imagine it was for her, you’d leave your apartment and head to the store for the album you said you’d come back for weeks ago. but her hope was squashed when a cab pulled up outside your apartment and a woman who looked way too old started to walk up the steps to the building and entered the main door. ellie had been here enough to know the general look of your building's inhabitants, and this woman wasn’t one of them. maybe someone's mom, maybe she's visiting a friend. she can’t be here for you. no way. 

but through the windows, with no blinds, she saw you open your door for this woman and welcome her into your home. your mom. it has to be. ellie’s eyebrows narrowed when you pulled this woman into a hug, then pulled back and let your lips kiss hers. okay, so not your mom. who the fuck is this?

ellie, whose eyes were going from her phone to the big windows of your apartment, began to search through your online presence and found no traces of her. this mysterious woman who, now, you seemed to be having a highschool make out session with on your couch, was all over you, touching you, kissing you, and worst of all, pleasing you. that sweet smile that had previously been for ellie, was now for this woman and it made ellie’s stomach turn. but she didn’t leave, instead watched while the two of you began to peel each other's clothes off. 

were getting you blinds and were getting rid of this woman. 

the next day while she opened up her store, she couldn’t help but think about you and this woman. she was frustrated, of course. but she couldn’t blame you, obviously this woman was prying on your weaknesses for her own pleasure. taking advantage of you. it sickened her, and she had to know more. she had been through every following list she could think of and still, this woman was a mystery. and as she refreshed your twitter (a new hobby of hers), a new post popped up. 

@yndoesartstuff: lunch date with @shaunamavisxx never felt so right – at hoppers tavern

seeing that, ellie locked up shop way too early. it was fairly easy to make her way into your apartment, all she had to do was play the part. “sorry, my girlfriend hasn’t given me a key to this door yet,” she said with a friendly smile to your neighbor, who out of the kindness of his heart let her into the building. she waited until he was in his own apartment before picking your lock. 

it smelled like you once she stepped inside, and she let the aroma fill her nose as she walked around. it was messy, canvases piled up everywhere along with dirty paint brushes. clothes lined your floor from the bedroom all the way to the kitchen and she had to force herself not to clean it up for you. she examined your paintings up close, admiring how the strokes on the canvas looked. she noticed you draw a small bird in every corner, the bird is plump, uncolored and holding a small twig. it was your signature, and it matched you so well. but, what she really was after was your laptop, she found it sitting on your unmade bed. 

no password? she was shocked, and made a mental note to tell you that you needed to secure your devices. it’s almost as if you wanted her to search through it to get to know you better, and ellie did just that. it was linked to your phone and as she went through your messages they all seemed to be relatively normal. for someone like you, at least. 

loads of messages from a group chat labeled city gals, and she knew it wasn’t you who had named it being as you were funnier than that, and less basic. scrolling up, all the conversation in the chat was merely nothing of note, no mention of this woman to your friends which ellie found odd. maybe just a hookup? but even then, wouldn’t you tell your friends? 

ellie could gauge your friends' personalities through the texts they would send, shauna was most definitely the unnamed leader of this group, probably also the one who named the chat. her texts were mostly about planning activities, meanwhile the others just tacked on with fake enthusiastic responses. even yourself. 

leaving the group chat, she continued to scroll down your messages and found an unsaved phone number which seemed to be the winner. you don’t have her number saved, this is good. a lot of your texts to her went unanswered, left on seen and only responded once you’d ask for her to come over. that usually generated a reply within minutes from this woman, who ellie still didn’t know the name of. it angered her even further, realizing she was just toying you along. only using you for your body when you were so much more than that. 

ellie jotted down the unsaved number into her notes app, saving it for later when she could find out just exactly who this woman was. it was clear from the texts that she wanted nothing to do with you, and you still kept texting her like a sad puppy. it was pathetic, really, but ellie didn’t judge. she knew that your attention seeking habits were brought on by your dysfunctional family, she just wished it was her on the receiving end.

she found herself in your emails and saw you had an abundant amount of unread ones. it was a lot of spam and a waste of time, so she moved on. she decided it was best to go into your search history, restaurants, art galleries that allowed online submissions, sometimes even silly questions that ellie would most definitely answer for you if you asked. 

“how do magicians do their cutting in half tricks?” you would ask her from the couch while ellie made you both dinner. 

she’d call out from the stove, “there’s a fake table, the girl puts her legs through that. the legs you see on the other end are fake, baby.” and you would giggle sweetly as you always did, thanking her for being a know-it-all. 

but as she continued to scroll further and further down your search history, she saw that the day you two had met, you googled “vinyl stores near me” and ellie’s was the first to pop up. she thanked every star in the universe for such a coincidence, but the more she thought about it, it couldn’t have been a coincidence because to her, it was always meant to be.  

suddenly your laptop dinged and a new message appeared at the top from city gals. it was shauna and she was proposing a night out and it didn’t take long at all for the rest of the chat to respond. 

shauna: drinks at our favorite spot tonight?

dina: totally what time 

shauna: like 8 ish? 

cat: sounds good to me

shauna: im with our heavy drinker, she says yes too!! see u guys then

dina: hangin w out us :( rude 

cat: yeah wtf 

shauna: oh hush its no biggie, we’ll see you guys tonight 

ellie sat back as the texts rolled in, heavy drinker? ellie didn’t like the sound of it, and your friends seemed to think it was funny. bet they don’t even watch over you when you’re plastered, leaving you alone where anyone could hurt you. a few clicks on your instagram and she found a group mirror picture in a dirty bar bathroom, and the location clear as day at the top of the post. she confirmed it with a few other pictures and a deep dive of your twitter. gotta stop putting your location everywhere. 

ellie knew your lunch date with shauna would be ending soon and you’d return home to start getting ready for the evening. she shut your laptop down, placing it exactly where it was on the bed before and started towards the door to leave. as she was on her way out, a bright red thong caught her eye. it was so carelessly thrown between the couch and the table next to it and she stuffed them into her pocket before locking the door behind her on the way out. she knew you’d never notice, your apartment already looked like a tornado had been through it seven times over. 

she played with the string of fabric in her pocket as she walked down the sidewalk back to her place, contemplating the night to come. if your friends won't watch over you, i will.

read part two here :)

#ellie williams #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams the last of us #ellie williams au #modern!ellie williams #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x reader

[glutaminase]

Sorry ive become so insane about the final jackieshauna fight again having read the scripts !! i cannot believe the original script had shauna saying "this was a lucky break for you, wasn't it?" before all the im sure everyone is sooo sad to be losing their perfect princess etc. like that is just another level of mean . to say that its good that jackies gonna die before everyone finds out shes a fraud and insecure boring etc. especially awful because we know jackie is in fact secretly terrified that shes nothing without her perfectly curated life and image and tbh shauna must know that too. but she still basically says Yea all the worst things you believe about yourself are 100% true btw 👍🏼👍🏼 and has to live the rest of her life knowing THATTT was the last thing she said to jackie wkdjhkjd

also based on this i cannot imagine what kind of venom was in her journal lmfao and jackie spent her last days carrying around the knowledge that thats what her best friend & the person she loves the most thinks of her and she believed that up until her death 😀💖 its pretty clear to me imo that jackie feels like shauna's the only person who has ever been truly in her corner and i imagine the journal makes it clear that these shauna's been suppressing these feelings for a WHILE so like jackie would have been questioning YEARSSS of their friendship like how much of the most important thing in her life was a lie??? like she wouldve died believing she actually had no one who genuinely loved her 🤪😍👍🏼 Love my fun teen cannibal show

#i had an edible last night and typed this and left it in my drafts but i stand by it. #jackieshauna #yellowjackets

[shadowspussy]

THANK YOU @xgoldenlatiasx for creating this super epic and cool and based art of serena and shauna! i think they are a: very gay and b: really pretty! and c: vv emo but also mega happy! (get it cause gen 6)

did you know: im serena in real life yes thats right its me im serena from the hit video game pokemon x and y thats right thats me im serena from the hit anime pokemon xy the series and pokemon xyz the series too bet you didnt see that one coming say what

#pokemon #serena #shauna #pokemon x and y #fanart #art #lesbian #sapphic #queer #lgbtq #free palestine #they did this cause i gave money to palestine and you should all give palestine money too they are in the middle of a genocide and need as #much help as possible!

[aeirithgainsborough]

‘i don’t even know where you end and i begin’ shauna said at 17 and 25 years later thats still true, but is she living jackie’s life that she started to eat away at even before she physically ate her or is jackie’s haunting of shauna, that she started before she’d even died, so strong that shauna has no choice but to live jackie’s life for her whether or not she wants to?

#feeling insane once again #yellowjackets #yellowjackets spoilers #shauna shipman #jackie taylor #shaunajackie #shauna x jackie

[shaunamilfman]

Speaking of Christmas, I’ve been in the holiday mood because, as I mentioned, me and my firehouse sell Christmas trees each year. So tonight while the Christmas music was bumping and we had some downtime between customers I wrote up some holiday HCs for Jackie/Shauna that I had off the top of my head.

- Jackie is the type of girl to start celebrating Christmas the day after (American) thanksgiving, blasting holiday music throughout the house, whereas Shauna will scream back at her “IT’S LEGITIMATELY STILL NOVEMBER, TURN IT OFF”

- Jackie absolutely has a checklist of things that she makes you all to do so she can have a good holiday. Baking cookies, decorating a gingerbread house, watching specific nostalgic Christmas movies and TV show episodes etc. Shauna will only barely tolerate this because it makes Jackie WILDLY happy.

- Jackie hangs mistletoe up around the house, and will run to meet you or Shauna under it when you’re passing by.

- Holidays aside the only thing that really makes Shauna happy during this time is when you guys take a walk while it’s snowing. She loves watching the snow come down and the relaxed down time with you because you don’t put as much of an emphasis on every moment leading up to the holiday as Jackie does. But you will always agree because seeing Shauna with a bunch of snowflakes caught in her eyelashes and hair makes your heart stop.

- Ms. Jackie Taylor CANNOT cook for the life of her, leaving the holiday dinner up to you and Shauna. Jackie decides to occupy her time with decorating because she was asked to leave the kitchen when something burned because she was left in charge to watch the stove while you and Shauna were trying to wash dishes and she’s j sat on the table texting while smoke billows out of the pot. When you and Shauna finally emerge from the kitchen you see the house is decorated so well it’s like the set of a hallmark movie and Jackie is just sat on the couch nonchalantly waiting for you both.

- Jackie will try to convince you and Shauna to take one of those “matching pajama, family pictures” to send out for holiday cards. Jackie is able to say very little of her plan however, before Shauna shuts her down.

- The holidays are probably really draining for Shauna as she has to split her time between her mom and dad, so she needs a lot more quiet time with you or Jackie. Just laying in bed, lights off, cuddled up to each other where no one talks, possibly watching a holiday movie.

- Shauna has to talk Jackie out of buying every holiday candle scent cause she can’t decide between “Walk in the Snow”, “Christmas Cookie”, or “Pine Wood Forest”

- On Christmas morning Jackie will act like an excited child, waking you and Shauna up at the ass crack of dawn because she’s so excited to give you both your gifts.

- Shauna I can see as a very sentimental gift giver without even knowing what she’s doing. Will give you like a book with information about all the dates you guys had been on with pictures, movie tickets, drawings etc and will be clueless as to why you burst into tears and hugged her.

- Jackie will get you very thoughtful gifts but they’re definitely more, materialistic things. Don’t get me wrong, by no means is it just any expensive thing she thinks you’ll like, she 100% clocked that you wanted something in like April and remembers to get it for you.

Sorry for flooding your inbox with Headcannons of these two, I have JackieShauna brainrot atm. Hope you’re doing well pookie, love ya <3

doesn't everyone start their christmas celebrations the day after american thanksgiving? thats when we always put up christmas lights and stuff. its when they start playing christmas music and shit i think shaunas just a hater on this one lmao

oh god jackie would want to fully celebrate every holiday im with shauna the hater on this one fr.

jackie purposely puts it up in your favorite areas of the house so she can kiss you and you're like "but you could just kiss me anyways?" and she'd just blush and shake her head

shauna loves that it gets dark so early during the holidays fr. she enjoys staring out the window as the snow comes down all broody and shit. i love being shaunas holiday escape omg that's so good. shauna looked so pretty in the snow scenes i cant imagine what she'd look like actually happy in the snow lmaooo

jackie burned water once but she runs the gingerbread house decorating like the navy. shes playing the sims with that icing bag fr fr. you walk out of the kitchen to see jackie standing on like a step ladder on top of a chair trying to put decorations up and both you and shauna are like "!!!!! jackie plssss"

jackie buys shauna the pjs and tells her they're for her. shauna reluctantly wears them and is like "oh hell no" when she sees you both wearing them and tries to run upstairs. yall get the picture but both you and jackie had to wrestle shauna to the ground. the pic is like you with your arm around shaunas neck while jackies pinning her legs down and strewn across her lap. you're both smiling but shauna looks fucking deadly. it's your favorite picture of shauna and you make it your pfp for months.

ugh jackie's ass would burn sugar cookie and pine forest at the same time and make the entire house smell awful. jackie walks in the living room to see you and shauna on the floor gagging while holding the blanket over your noses.

i absolutely do think jackie buys you super sentimental and meaningful gifts that show how well she knows you. shauna is so an experience/sentimental gift giver. she gets you tickets to do something you'd like with her or makes you super sentimental gifts for sure. i love the idea of shauna giving you like little poems shes written about you over the year.

absolutely flood my inbox bro i love talking jackieshauna. i'm doing very well, thank you!

#soffsh #shauna thoughts 💙 #jackie thoughts 🩷 #jackieshauna thoughts 🩷💙 #yellowjackets x reader #shauna shipman x reader #jackie taylor x reader

[lesbiantahani]

also the trope of the really quirky different nerdy female character being set up with a literal carbon copy of her but male is yawn....god forbid she relates and can befriend people completely opposite to her. i honestly think thats the reason why people are so drawn to mistynat if you put two characters who are literally insane and you think would never work in a room together by GOD people are gonna eat that shit up. with walter i truly cannot get behind that dynamic it feels slightly forced?? like christina ricci said at this point in her life misty is so disinterested in romance after almost 25 years of rejection that all she really enjoys is the chase and the thrill and the nuance and attention of someone new!!! even tho she obviously deserves someone in her life to love her i just truly don't see how adding this kind of romance to her character is the way to do it if they do decide on that direction for her. i much rather enjoy seeing that love through her relationships with the rest of the adult survivors, like the genuine moments misty has had with nat and shauna is sooo much more compelling imo!!

#idk if this makes sense but fkfkfk i just cant vibe with walter im sorry i tried!!! #yellowjackets #jas rambles #yellowjackets spoilers #misty quigley #mistynat

[bag-of-teeth]

YJ 2.09 SPOILERS!!!

what really fucks me up about nats death was that she was the only one of the 6 whos life wasn’t actively getting worse in the 1-2 weeks leading up to the hunt.

shauna was in the midst of getting investigated (and probably going to prison for) murdering her lover, with police at lottie’s “intentional community” to track her down as the hunt was happening. her relationship with her daughter was deeply fucked up. overall, things were really going to shit for her.

taissa was sleepwalking again. her wife was dying in the hospital and on the verge of divorcing her. she ran to van for help, for comfort, and ended up taking off her wedding ring and kissing her.

van was dying of cancer. she was using pain meds to cope with it, and letting her business go into debt because it didn’t matter, because she was going to be gone soon anyways. as lottie stated, she more than just lost her spark—she was completely hopeless.

misty had a range of things going on: her relationship/relationship struggles with walter, her own involvement in the adam martin situation, her feelings of isolation from the other girls. while it’s harder to point to one thing and go THATS WHAT WAS WRONG WITH MISTY, like a real human she’s more complex than that and still was not doing well.

lottie was terrified. her visions were back, and so were her friends, and her only solution to either was the hunt. she just wanted the wilderness to leave her alone, and she did what she could to get it to.

natalie, once her attempt was over, was the only one who was getting better leading up to the hunt. she was getting clean, getting answers about travis, reconnecting with lottie, seeming more and more stable and at peace with every episode. she starts season 2 off resisting everything lottie and her community has to offer, and then in her own way, adjusts and becomes a part of it. her wardrobe shifts from her regular clothes, to more flowy, lottie-like shawls, and finally, full heliotrope in the finale.

for most of the other girls, death would have been a release from their problems-some of which would have resulted in them dying soon anyway. nat was the only one who didn’t. this is what destroys me the most about her death: she was the only one doing better, and she was the one to die.

#sorry long post #yellowjackets #yellowjackets spoilers #nat scatorccio #natalie scatorccio #lottie matthews #lottienat #shauna sadecki #shauna shipman #taissa turner #van palmer #misty quigley #yj #yj spoilers #yellowjackets episode 9