#van palmer mentioned

[shaunashoochiebae]

Write something about a locked door or something? I don’t know (I too have no motivation but have two things I gotta write)

Locked Out

Word count: 1290 (my longest fic thing yet yippee!!)

Warnings: none just cutesy stuff kinda idk?? kinda Shauna x reader idfk yall also modern au.. GUYS IDK HOW TO LABEL THIS

a/n: so sorry this took me so long i was procrastinating so hard my bad ahhh also didn’t really know how to like.. finish it so it’s kinda shit but okay!!

You pulled into your driveway, the worries of the school day rushing out of you as quickly as they came. You grabbed your backpack from the passanger seat and got out of the car. Making your way up to your front door, you checked your pockets for your house key. Fuck. They weren’t there. You groaned in annoyance as you got to the door, dropping your backpack onto the ground and looking through it for your keys, but with no luck.

You pulled out your phone and called your mom. After a good five rings, she picked up. “Hello, I’m in work, what’s wrong?” You sighed into the phone, rubbing your forehead in exhaustion, “Uh, I forgot my keys. Is there like a spare under a plant pot or something?” You could practically hear your mom rolling her eyes on the other end, “No, there isn’t. Call your dad, he might be around,” she said just before she hung up. Alright then.

You took your moms advice and called your dad who picked up immediately, “Yes, hello, what’s wrong?” You huffed and explained to your dad what was going on, with a bit more drama. “Okay, so I had a shit day and I just wanted to get home and relax, right? Okay, so I got out of the car, checked my pockets. No keys! Just my luck. Called mom, no spare key apparently, so she told me to call you. Are you around or are you grocery shopping or something?” You could hear your dad sigh, which obviously meant “I’m about 34478 miles away.” You groaned and nodded to yourself, “Alright. I’ll see you later,” and you hung up.

You took a deep breath and decided to call your best friend, Shauna. Surely she could help you in some way? You dialed her phone number and it rang. No answer, no bother. Try again. You rang her again. No answer, fuck. Okay, third times a charm. Surely she wouldn’t leave you outside looking absolutely hideous and drenched in sweat after soccer practice. On the third try, she finally picked up, “Hello?” “Shauna, hey. Can you do me a favour?” You could hear from the noises around her she was still driving home, and lucky for you, she didn’t live too far from your house. “I could, sure. What’s up?” Chances are, she would most definitely do what you asked. You never asked her for much, really. This was nothing in the grand scheme of things.

“I forgot my house key, so I can’t get into my house. Could you take me back to yours? Just until my mom or dad gets home.” You dropped the bomb. Okay, maybe not a bomb but a hard boiled egg. “Uh, yeah, sure. I’ll come pick you up. I’m about fifteen minutes from your house. Just stay put.” A grin spread across your face. Success! Now all you had to do was wait outside for a good fifteen to twenty minutes, taking traffic into account, and no more worries.

You spent the next thirteen minutes scrolling on your phone and moaning to Van in your texts; “feel so stupid”, “forgot my keys”, “shauna my lord and saviour is picking me up!!!!:!:!2&/!:!” and Van would respond, “u are quite the interesting specimen”, “have fun with with the wifey”

After the excruciatingly long time of sixteen minutes, the last three minutes spent by counting the amount of leaves on the tree in your front lawn, your lord and saviour, Shauna, finally arrived outside your house. You waved at her quickly and picked up your backpack, swinging it over your shoulder. You ran over to her car and got into the passenger seat.

“Ugh, thank you, Shauna. I forgot my key, my dad’s out and my mom’s at work, so thanks,” you explained as she nodded along. “Why didn’t you just drive up to my house yourself?” She asked you, an eyebrow raised. You hadn’t thought about that. Fuck. “Uh, I didn’t want to take up too much space in your driveway..” you answered with a shrug. Sure, what you said made sense, but a shit excuse. Shauna just nodded, not really listening to your excuse, more so flattered you decided to call her out of all people.

“I hope your mom doesn’t mind, y’know. That I’m coming over and whatever,” you said, glancing away from the road for a moment. “Oh, no,” Shauna shook her head, “She doesn’t mind at all. She loves you.” That shocked you a little bit, usually when you came over to her house, her mom would give you looks, snarky smiles, the whole lot. But apparently she loved you? Weird. Your eyebrows creased together and, of course, Shauna noticed this.

“What? You don’t believe me?” she chuckled out, punching you softly in the shoulder. “I mean, usually she looks like a starving animal, watching its prey. Me, obviously, being the prey.” Shauna laughed, eyes widening in shock a little, “Really? That’s what she told me. She said, ‘You know your friend? The one who’s always over here, comes into the kitchen when I’m makin’ dinner? Actually a really sweet kid. I was iffy about ‘em at first, but,’ and then she shrugged. She does like you, trust me.” You listened intently to what her mom had told her, clearly interested in what she really thought of you behind all of the bitterness she showed you.

Shauna braked at a red light and handed you her unlocked phone, “Plug in the aux, Ms. Roan, if you please.” You smiled at her, opening her Spotify and playing her top playlist, whose name was “queen but like in a cunty way”, interesting. You picked up the aux wire, plugged it into her phone and pressed play on the playlist. The first song that came on was Red Wind Supernova by Chappell Roan. She looked back over at you as she continued to drive, humming along to the opening lyrics, whilst you sang, “She was a playboy, Brigitte Bardot. She showed me things, I didn’t know.” Shauna loudly sang after you, “Put her canine teeth in the side of my neck!”

You both chuckled at your equally horrible and loud voices, “So mad we didn’t get tickets,” you said with a frown. She groaned, “Ugh, I know. I would literally be screaming the entire way through. Got her CD, though..” She said in a sing-song voice. You shrugged, not satisfied with the outcome, “Not the same, is it?” She frowned, “Guess not.”

You pulled into her driveway and she parked the car, she got out after grabbing her backpack from the back seat and you followed. “Is your mom making dinner or is it too early for that?” You asked her as she unlocked her front door. “Uh, I dunno. It’s kinda early, so probably not yet?” You gave a nod as you walked into her house. “Mom, we’re home!” Shauna called out to her mom who was presumably in her bedroom. She kicked off her shoes and threw her backpack onto the floor near the door.

You walked into her living room and took a seat on the couch with a heavy sigh. Shauna came over and sat beside you, grabbing the remote from the tv off the coffee table. You pulled out your phone to see one new text message from your mom.

You unlocked your phone and read the message to yourself, “I’m almost at Shauna’s, I’m coming to pick you up in 10 minutes.” Sent 7 minutes ago. Damn. You huffed and showed your phone to Shauna who was flicking through channels, “Ugh, seriously? You just got here.” You shrugged, a guilty frown playing on your lips, “Sorry, man.”

#yellowjackets #yj #shauna shipman #shauna x reader #lesbian #wlw #my fic #daisys whimsical words #yellowjackets fic #shauna shipman x reader #help #shauna mom confirmed #van palmer #van palmer mentioned

[kirarahoshii]

sometimes a comfort show isn’t a sitcom or a romance or even remotely lighthearted. sometimes a comfort show is a survival/horror series about girls doing cannibalism and cult activities in the wilderness to survive

#eden speaks #yellowjackets #yellow jackets #tw cannibalism #tw cult #<- for the mentions #i thought i’d maybe be normal when i got into this show but no. mental illness #finished s2 and i cannot stop pacing around my room thinking abt it #i am HOOKED i’m afraid #tv shows #shauna shipman #shauna sadecki #horror #jackie taylor #taissa turner #misty quigley #natalie scatorccio #lottie matthews #van palmer #vanessa palmer #travis martinez #ben scott #javi martinez #laura lee #jeff sadecki #yellowjackets memes

[nerd-at-sea5]

i have a cold atm. so uh. yellowjackets when they’re sick headcanons!

jackie - will go to school if she’s coughing/sneezing a little, but the moment it gets worse than that she’s in the office asking to be taken home. does make a big deal out of it and is kinda dramatic. is aggressively helpful whenever any of her friends are sick (meds, reading articles, getting homework, telling jokes, whatever she can do to be helpful)

shauna - dislikes being sick to the point that jackie has called her mom for her to pick her up multiple times bc shauna refuses to acknowledge it. will contact teachers at 6am letting them know she’s missing school and asking for the work. hates taking care of other people when they’re sick. will sit outside jackie’s room reading to her but won’t go inside

nat - fucking hates being sick bc she feels pathetic/useless whenever she is. normally when she’s sick she goes 1-2 days ignoring it, then lottie makes her stay over and takes care of her. nat also rarely gets sick. like she’s gone years without having to stay home from school, however when she’s sick, she’s sick. is really good at taking care of people but she only does it to people she really likes (lottie, van, laura lee and akilah)

lottie - has never gotten sick in her life. likes to joke that her brain is fucked enough so her body just decided to never mess with her. is one of the most caring people when someone’s sick. she makes nat stay at her house until she’s better, she’ll bring matzah ball soup to shauna (she did accidentally give shauna salmonella once bc she fucked up making it but it’s fine), gossips with jackie, will binge movies with van, catch tai up on homework, read books to laura lee - she’s the best person to ever be sick around.

van - is a lot like nat except they don’t succumb to it after 3 days. they’ll just keep going till they physically cannot anymore. tai once forced them to stay at her house bc van threw up twice during practice and nat had to drag them to the locker room. will literally only be around tai and nat when they’re sick because they hate it so much. (they’re dysphoria skyrockets when they’re sick) nat and van once got sick together and they just watched movies for 38 hours straight until lottie showed up and made them take medicine

tai - the moment she thinks she’s even a little sick she takes medicine, contacts her teachers and coaches and then sleeps until she’s fine again. refuses to be sick for more than a day so she never is. envy’s lottie for never getting sick, will not be around any sick person aside from van. she’ll just drop off someone’s homework for them and that’s it. the only person she tolerates around her when she’s sick is her mom bc she’ll sing to tai and tai is ok with her mom taking care of her (no one else. ever)

laura lee - just burrows under blankets until she’s better, when she’s sick it almost always means throwing up sick and since she’s the oldest her parents will stay home with her (if they can’t they have the second oldest) she just gets quiet and sad and a lot of the time lottie and nat go to her house to cheer her up (it’s the only time her parents don’t judge nat). (in the case of my nb laura lee hc - i think their dysphoria also gets worse when they’re sick, bc they’re whole body hurts and they’re hyper aware of their chest)

misty - freaks out and thinks it’s WAY worse than it actually is, had taken herself to the ER for a head cold before (she was fine). normally will just hangout with her mom and listen to show tunes until she’s better

#tw sick mention #tw vomit mention #yellowjackets #jackie taylor #shauna shipman #taissa turner #van palmer #nat scatorccio #natalie scatorccio #laura lee #lottie matthews #misty quigley #taivan #lottienat #jackieshauna #lottielee #natlee #lottienatlee

[owltrifecta]

parabola. The plane doesn't crash. It doesn't save them. A no-crash au with a psychological horror twist. Gen, ensemble cast, oneshot, 4352 words. Rated T.

Above the clouds, the sun is high and bright. Shauna's face is warm. Jackie is dead on the seat beside her. Her skin is the blue-grey color of morning fog, her eyelashes painted with frost. Ice clings to her hair and clothes. Her fingers are blackened at the tips. She's fully leaned against Shauna but her body is light, hollowed out. Shauna imagines cracking her open and finding nothing but snow inside. Her face is peaceful, empty, waxen. Shauna lurches away. Jackie slumps. An ear, putrid and grey, falls onto the floor. Shauna screams. [...] "Is something the matter, miss?" the attendant asks. Shauna swallows, and looks back to Jackie. She's warm and breathing, still deep in a drug-induced sleep.

#yellowjackets #yellowjackets fic #shauna shipman #jackie taylor #travis martinez #javi martinez #misty quigley #van palmer #taissa turner #lottie matthews #laura lee #natalie scatorccio #gang's all here! #corpses #gore #rot #frostbite #drug mention #hallucinations #unreality #psychological horror #ask to tag #hi i'm back

[microchive]

constantly thinking about how the yellowjackets writers wanted us so badly to know that van is a bottom. why was there so much emphasis on that fact

#she was being dykehandled like 3 times an episode what was going awwnnn #not to mention the sex scenes themselves that wasn't even up for interpretation #we know so little about her backstory or character in general but we do know this. godbless #van palmer #yellowjackets

[sukibenders]

I really enjoy Yellowjackets but the way it throws its poc characters to the side, the way the fandom does is so unsurprising but saddening at the same time. Shauna is one of my favorite characters, she's cool and stuff but, being honest, the trope of housewife having an affair because she's bored of her current life has been played before. So what if this one had certain elements outside of it, it's still common so it kind of grew tiring to see Yellowjackets constantly shove this plot at me when Tai's storyline is right there.

Taissa, a biracial woman who, even after living through something horrific as a kid, "bounced back" and lived the life she always wanted. She was a lawyer, now ran for and won a position in office, married a beautiful and smart woman and had a son, has a whole perfect family who she loves. Only for the trauma, the aspect of her life she promised herself and others to never talk about, is now coming back and in the process causes her to do things she doesn't want to do. The plot that could have come from Taissa alone is out of this world. You mean to tell me that a biracial lesbain running for office wouldn't be more entertaining than Shauna's storyline? Why couldn't Tai be the main focus?

And I don't even want to get into the fandom, but I have too. Listen, I like TaiVan for all that they are. They helped each other survive during a time where they thought it would be impossible. But what annoys me and, sadly, almost pushed me away from this ship, was how the writers and fans treat Simone and Sammy. Like the shows only way to have Tai together with Van was to put her wife in a coma and abandoned her son? That really does not sound like Tai, who fought to get her old life. And very insidious how some fans make certain jokes that just reek of "Let's push away the black characters to make room for the yte ones", because I've seen people call Simone the villain, to other things, just because she told Tai to get help all while framing Van as the better option. I've seen people in the fan call Sammy unnatural or even a demon just because he exists in a way that is not natural, by that I mean acting out and expressing coping mannerisms because he saw a version of his mother who terrified him but can't express, but I forgot because he's a little black boy who needs help people will ignore him or dehumanize him, because that's how this works right? The shows main, and only dark-skinned black characters were quickly pushed aside by the plot for what?

And I have a feeling the show may make us watch Taissa go through great lengths to keep Van alive (even though I do want Van to live), but won't extend the same want to Simone, which will read badly with the undertones in so many ways.

And the fandom treats Tai poorly as well (don't even get me started on some pretending to care about her family just to hang it over her head and call her a deadbeat) and reaching some nearly very ableist thinking when talking about her. Taissa deserved so much better, from the show and the fandom, and I hope they do better in season three but I'm not so sure to be honest, because most of the scenes even having mentions of Tai's blackness were because of Jasmine, not the showrunners, who it would be fine if it were small things here and there but to add so many crucial parts to your character because others won't begins to become a pattern.

#tw abelism mentioned #yellowjackets #taissa turner #taivan #i love taivan so nobody better write this off as me dismissing their ship #van palmer #simone abara #fandom racism #shauna shipman #shauna sadecki #like they gave so much of the storyline to shauna and while i love her i waa getting bored #but the show has a tendency of writing off their poc characters and we see this with mari crystal travis javi akilah etc

[jollyreginaldrancher]

#yellowjackets #my babies #text posts #mine #yellowjackets text posts #Nat Scatorccio #Misty Quigley #Akilah Yellowjackets #Mari Yellowjackets #Van Palmer #Taissa Turner #Shauna Shipman #Jackie Taylor #JackieShauna #VanTai #TaiVan #did I mention they're my babies #I'm tired of pretending some of these don't apply to multiple characters so there's a double in today's post #I added an extra one to compensate #that's why today there's 11 pictures

[taiturner]

Maybe you don't have to be dying to have regrets.

#taissa turner #van palmer #taivan #yellowjackets #yellowjacketsedit #yjedit #tvedit #96yellowjackets #yellowjacketssource #usercoty #* #yellowjackets spoilers #yellowjackets205 #cancer mention

[winters-rose-daughterofcain]

Thinking about Nat and Van as potential childhood friends who grew apart before coming back together after never truely leaving each others hearts in a world where they got the chance.

Thinking about them meeting as children and bonding over their shared poverty, that shared unspoken thing that separates them from their peers in a way they can't fully articulate but intrinsically understand.

Thinking about them both growing up in unstable homes, around neglect, abuse, and a fundamental absents of parental love in any appropriate form, another unspoken link. Something they didn't have to explain or contextual, something they both just got.

Thinking about Nat asking Van for help when her mother goes too far, drinks too much, makes herself sick. Because for Nat it doesn't usually get this bad, for Van it's just another Tuesday. About Van asking Nat for help when things get broken, people get hurt, violence gets brought into the equation. Because for Van it never normally gets to this point, for Nat it's just another Tuesday.

Thinking about them running around together, making joy and entertainment and fun from nothing but grass and trees and an over active imagination, about Van being such a storyteller, how much depth and imagination they could have added. About them playing soccer together and falling in love with it at the same time.

Thinking about them sneaking over to each others for sleepovers, how they were the only ones they ever brought over, the only ones they wouldn't be embarrassed to let see.

Thinking about them being each others first kiss and instantly wiping their mouths and promising for the future of their friendship to never let that happen again.

Thinking about them being the only people they were each fully honest with, the only person who they each trusted for so very long. The only one who hadn't let them down.

Thinking abut them trying out for the team together, wide eyed and excited, about how excited they would have been when they both got in.

Thinking about Van watching as Nat lost her childhood sweetness, how she hardened, grew more bitter, more cynical, more angry. How they felt helpless, wanting to help but not knowing how. Having a front row seat as to why and not finding it unfair.

Thinking about Nat watch as Van uses comedy and that age old storytelling to slot themselves into social roles. How they cover pain or discomfort so easily, how their role as protector has grown from their mother to her to now their very place on the team.

Thinking about Nat telling Van about her first time, about Levi Houser, and Van being so utterly confused as to why she would want that and feeling a little left behind.

Thinking about them growing apart, about Van finding friends with concealed emotions and a quick wit, about her finding Tai, while Nat found solace in boys and drugs and a hard exterior that never could quite hide how much she cared. No ones fault, both their pain.

Thinking about them arguing more and more, over drugs and popularity and loyalty. About them forgetting when their last sleepover was.

Thinking about Van still coming back to Nat when her father died, because drifting or not, they could never truly abandon each other. About Nat asking them to never mention it again after a thank you she could never fully put how much it all meant to her into.

Thinking about Van spending nights worrying about Nat, about them observing her spiral and not knowing what to do, about them feeling so much guilt over no longer being in a position to have a real chance to try.

Thinking about Van watching the front door hopefully every time there was a team meet up or sleepover, about them promising people Nat would come this time. About how disappointed they were when she didn't. About Nat high somewhere, missing the team, missing them, a part of her wishing she came.

Thinking about Nat after that guy at the festival, the guy who was older, who knew she was fucked up. About her just wishing for Van again, about her needing them. About her feeling guilty for wishing them back into her life as nothing but a protecter once again.

Thinking about how they still laugh together, still interact positively, still joke around, but how it's simply not the same. About the wall of sad, bitter regret that now exists as their permanent companion.

Thinking about how, in some world with no wilderness or cult or starvation, in a world where they got the chance to be the children they were meant to be, they could have grown back together again.

#yellowjackets #natalie scatorccio #van palmer #vanessa palmer #nat scatorccio #natvan #idk just thinking about them #they make me feel things I just- #these are also just some of my headcanons so like literally ignore me #the potential they had #truly they could be so compelling #them/they for Van because I felt like it #can't help it now #tw: abuse #tw: sa mention #tw: addiction

[rootsmachine]

narrowing to a point -- post season 2 teen timeline. it's winter & anything that looks like shelter is ashes! time for codependency and freezing in the shell of the plane you should have died in!

'no one saw the fire,' natalie says, waking up melissa and shauna and misty and lottie from their turn sleeping. 'we need more permanent shelter. we've been lucky it hasn’t snowed more yet.' van’s got your hand trapped between both of hers, looking up at you with glassy, tired eyes. 'you think that’s a good idea?' she murmurs, her devotion shattered into pieces that have pierced into you and natalie and lottie.

#taissa turner #van palmer #yellowjackets #other characters i cant be fucked to tag! #cw for mentions of suicide #it's been AGES!!!!! ive missed writing! anyways hope this is ok <3

[shaunashoochiebae]

#lesbian #wlw #yellowjackets #yj #daisys whimsical words #van palmer #van palmer mentioned #he was forced to eat cement when he was 6 #💔💔 #he wa #s #transmasc van.. #okay i’m #getting ahead of myself #but.. #OKAY #bye

[lavendaers]

@wvsteria van palmer for taissa turner

they drew in a deep breath as they glanced around, gaze landing on taissa. "do you think anyone would care if a took a bunch of food, candy and a couple bottles of champagne and just disappeared?"

#* van palmer \ interactions. #* interactions with \ taissa turner. #hwminievent6 #alcohol mention tw

[tattlesandtales]

[Starter for @feminaferitas]

V. Palmer. 

Vanessa Palmer. Van Palmer. Van. 

The V. Palmer on her prescription bottle of pills was for her and Van couldn’t stop staring at it. She shared those initials with her mother, a woman that Van actively avoided thinking about, and now here she was, taking prescription medication with a V. Palmer on the label just like she used to. Back then, Van’s mother had used some bullshit excuse about an old injury playing up that needed the pain relief, and eventually mixing the opioids with booze had been what killed her in the end. Van had always known it would, and getting the call hadn’t been a surprise. 

Van sighed and shook the pill bottle, debating whether she wanted to take them or not. She’d not taken any since she’d been given the prescription a couple of months ago, but as the cancer had begun to eat its way deeper through Van’s body, the pain had increased to an almost unmanageable level. Even then, Van was doubled up in pain over her kitchen counter after closing the store, using her hips and her elbow to keep herself from falling all the way down to the floor. 

Still, Van felt doubt creeping into the edges of her thoughts and she turned the bottle over to read the potential side effects. 

Nausea. Check.

Vomiting. Sometimes. 

Rapid heart rate. Yep. 

Migraines. Increasing in regularity. 

Constipation. You have to eat for that. 

Loss of appetite. Very much so. 

Dizziness. The pain was worse. 

Drowsiness. All the time. 

Lowered libido. Not relevant. 

Hallucinations. Maybe tripping balls was a better option to the bone deep pain she was already feeling. 

Addiction. Van knew she wasn’t going to live long enough for it to matter. 

With a tired, defeated and pained groan, Van twisted the lid off the pill bottle and shook two capsules onto the countertop before putting the lid back and putting the orange bottle aside. It took another moment of deliberating and talking herself into it before she was able to put the little pills into her mouth and stick her face under the faucet to gulp water and force the medicine down her throat. 

Van wasn’t sure how long it was going to take to start working, so she forced herself to straighten up and walk over to her sofa, sinking down into the plush surface to wait and see what came next.

#feminaferitas #van & ghost!jackie #van palmer #tw addiction #tw vomit mention #short and sweet

[fadeintoyou1993]

2023 character wrapped

was tagged by @ayoedebiris and @blackfairyemoji to post 9 characters ive loved in 2023 🫶🏽 the two main hyperfixations that had new content were yj and rvd so . here are my friends from riverdale and lottie and nat from wilderness from hell . everytime lottie and nat made me want to commit a crime my friends from riverdale said dont commit that crime Bend towards justice so that was nice of them 🫂

im tagging @eightynines @archieandrews @archidrews @pinkhysteria @yenvengerberg @sonyarebecchi @lizzie-saltzman whoever else wants to do this 🫶🏽

#txt #about #not mentioned but big shoutout to: van palmer tai turner ghost jackie gay kevin clay rivers angel tabitha alice cooper... #sue sylvester a few of the glee kids emma pillsbury nancy wheeler and robin buckley and steve harrington and the bus that killed fangs #also obviously as every year lizzie saltzman landon kirby hope mikaelson and nadia vulvokov. thank you brothers and see you 2024 #oh wait emma duval noah i forgot his last name audrey jensen and my baby girl brooke maddox!

[owltrifecta]

thaumatology. In another timeline, Van and Lottie reunite much sooner. AKA Adult Van in her acolyte era. Lottievan, 1.9k words, rated M. Part one of three. Thanks to @rootsmachine for helping me edit this chapter!

Two weeks after Taissa breaks up with you, you throw your few belongings into a tattered Yellowjackets duffel bag and steal your mom's car in the middle of the night. You pull out of your crumbling driveway and turn up the radio full volume as your mother staggers out of the house in a ratty bathrobe, a half-finished bottle of Jack in her hand. She's red-faced and cartoonish and you can't believe that you used to be so scared of her. Over the sound of the screeching motor and a Third Eye Blind song you don't recognize, your mother screams that she's going to kill you, and as you put the car into drive and slam on the gas you laugh and laugh and laugh.

#yellowjackets #yellowjackets fic #van palmer #lottie matthews #lottievan #abuse mention #happy vanuary to all who celebrate #OKAY let’s try that again haha

[winter-bitch]

the way some of y’all talk about taissa (in relation to van & in general) (when she’s not being ignored) is concerning to say the very least

#i saw this one tiktok and the comments were so weird about her #like….. just dogging on her while praising van #and don’t get me wrong i love van but … if you can have that she did nothing wrong energy with van why not taissa #if you act blind to all the weird comments and behaviors van exhibits but condemn taissa for existing #if you can make van to be your silly little guy why can’t taissa be silly? why can’t taissa be just a girl in the world? #and it’s the writers too bc where did her plot line go #where did taissa’s crazy ass story go what is HAPPENING #where are sammy and simone why haven’t we gotten at least a mention of that if we can flash back and forth between the cops and jeff #and callie and fucking walter #and i may be speaking too soon on behalf of the writing bc it’s not a completed series and i have to remember that #the stories aren’t done being developed #but holy shit #yellowjackets s2 #yellowjackets showtime #yellowjackets #yellowjackets season 2 #taissa turner #van palmer #simone abara #sammy abara turner #taivan