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malizanu · 8 months

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#my art #yellowjackets #taissa turner #taissa yellowjackets #yellowjackets fanart #teen taissa #illustration #took me a lil longer than expected #but totally worth it #digital art #yj #yj spoilers #yj fanart #artists on tumblr

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james0n · 9 months

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and they could never tear us apart

#my art #yellowjackets #digital art #yellowjackets fanart #taivan #taissa turner #van palmer #teen taissa #teen van

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sillylittlgaythings · 8 months

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i’ve been thinking a lot about this particular jackie poster and also the theory that the wilderness is protecting shauna (ex. when shauna almost died during child birth then survive and javi dying, 25 years later when she picked the queen card and was chosen as a sacrifice and nat died in her place) so that + this poster got me thinking about jackie being the antler queen.

but not in the way teen nat was appointed by lottie to be their leader, but as in jackie spirit having no choice but to haunt them, haunt shauna, but also trying to protect her at all costs no matter who suffered because of this.

jackie never got to leave the wilderness, not even her body got to go home, her spirit is still there and she has never been known for letting go, so why would it be different in her death? the last time she let go she froze to death, but now she’s suck being 17 forever, haunting her friends and especially her best friend, we’ve seen shauna seeing jackie’s spirit more than once, but maybe the others didn’t care enough to see jackie’s ghost like shauna did, so assuming the form of the antler queen made lottie, specially, see her and to interpret it as a sign of the wilderness then leading the others to believe the antler queen.

maybe she reappear after 25 years to lottie because the surviving yellowjackets were finally together again and she gets more powerful the closer they are together/the more they believe in her, because isn’t that what jackie taylor has always wanted in life? to be believed, to be adored, to be loved, respected, feared, to be seen? now she got all those things in death.

in the poster jackie is looking directly at the antler queen even though she never actually saw her while alive, i don’t think is crazy to think about jackie spirit being trapped in the wilderness and at the same time being trapped inside the girls (i’m so funny ik) so she has no choice but to haunt them, push them together, getting everything she wanted in life in death, but also being unable to get what she truly always wanted, shauna, knowing that the only way she could get that was if shauna died and her ghost become the same as jackie’s, but she would never let that happened, shauna protected her all the time in life, so now it’s jackie’s turn to protect shauna in death.

maybe i’m reaching or i just really like jackie haunting shauna, but considering the things that happen in this shown i don’t think it’s that crazy.

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rhub0h · 9 months

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anotha one

#rhuboh art #digital art #procreate #yellowjackets fanart #yellowjackets #taissa turner #teen taissa #van palmer #teen van #vanessa palmer

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taivansupremacy · 11 months

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You showed me colors you know I can't see with anyone else

Summary: Taissa doesn't care about having the perfect love story and going on dates. She's afraid something is broken within her. (A Taissa character study pre-crash and pre-taivan)

A/N: so... i pumped this out real quickly lol i chose taylor lyrics again to link it to my Van character study. Read Van's character study here!

Taissa never understood what the big deal about dates and crushes were. As a child, her parents read her stories of happily ever afters and of princes saving princesses, but unlike her classmates, she wasn’t sure she even wanted a prince. The idea of being saved didn’t ever sound appealing to her, even as a child, so when her friends all wanted to play princesses, she volunteered herself as a prince so she wouldn’t have to be the damsel in distress. It felt so good to be the saver instead of the saved, until some of her other classmates caught on and told her exactly why she shouldn’t be playing the prince.

Even in middle and high school, Taissa was never bothered when she didn’t get asked to dances or to go on dates on the weekends. In fact, she was more bothered when she did get asked. She went on a date with a boy in 8th grade, just because all of her friends were giving her shit for being the last one to have their first kiss. She felt queasy just thinking about it, like her insides were all twisted up, but she went anyway. When he kissed her in the back of the movie theater, she didn’t hesitate to run for the bathroom and lock herself in a stall.

She wasn’t sure if she felt like sobbing or throwing up and she was absolutely positive that none of her friends felt this way after having their first kiss. She decided to table that thought for later and call her mom to come get her. She made up a story about feeling sick (it was only a half lie, really) and laid in her bed, staring at the ceiling for the whole night.

After that, she’d decided that romantic love just must not be for her. She’d lie to her friends about thinking some completely unattainable guy in their grade is cute. She turned down guys that asked her on dates and to dances, making up some excuse about being busy that night or having some kind of soccer thing to attend to. It helped her get by without too many questions, but she often wondered if she was broken.

She’d started noticing girls in her grade in the way that she thought most of her friends noticed boys when she was in 9th grade. She’d decided they were much better to look at, but only allowed herself short glances. She wasn’t quite ready to deal with what it meant yet, so she pushed those thoughts down when they arose and continued to believe that she was broken, though all her friends told her that her time would come, she just couldn’t bring herself to believe it.

When she moved to Wiskayok HIgh, her problems only seemed to worsen. Being the new girl meant attention, attention from teachers trying to catch her up to speed, girls trying to figure out if she’d be a friend or a threat, and boys trying to scope out the “fresh meat” in the dating pool. So Tai decided to own it. She decided to show these people she now called peers that she was smart, driven, and bold. She spoke up to answer every question that was put out there by her teachers and chose the front seat in every class. She got some sideways looks about it all, but she didn’t care or at least she tried not to look like she cared.

On her first day of soccer practice, Tai was introduced to the team as they all stood in front of her in a cluster. She’d recognized most of them from some of her classes and could tell who was friends with who just by looking at them. She vaguely remembered seeing one particular redhead, in her English class, maybe? She couldn’t help but notice the way her auburn hair shone in the sunlight and how her freckles dotted her cheeks and arms like stars in the sky. She looked away almost as soon as her eyes settled on her. The two became fast friends when the redhead made some kind of quip about one of the girls on their team being uptight and peppy, Jackie, Taissa thinks was her name.

They continued to get closer and closer as the season and school year went on. They often went straight from school or practice to get food or sat in Taissa’s bedroom to watch movies and listen to music. They’d show up and leave parties together, pair up for group projects, and lend each other annotated books with their thoughts and feelings scribbled on the pages.

The only problem was what Taissa was beginning to suspect is a crush. Of course, she’d admired girls in her grade before, but they’d never been girls that had meant anything to her. Most times, she barely uttered a word to the girls that caught her eye. She’d admired them for a second in passing before looking away and most times, she’d never see them again.

With Van, it was different. She’d gotten to study her inside and out. She knew Van’s favorite movies and why they were her favorite, she knew why she gets physically sick when she looks at peas, and how making mixtapes is her love language. She also knew how her hair looked splayed across her purple pillowcase at sleepovers. She knew how her pale red eyelashes brushed her freckles as she slept and how it felt to lay her head on Van’s chest and shoulder, a warm, freckled arm wrapped around her back. She knew Van intimately, almost as well as she knew herself.

Van made her feel what she only assumed her classmates felt with the boys they spoke of. She felt a warmth in her chest upon feeling Van’s warm hand in her own, she gets butterflies in her stomach when Van smiles that smile that she pretends is reserved for her, and she loses her breath when Van’s shirt rides up and a patch of pale, freckled skin is revealed. She tried not to think about these things when they occurred. She loved the feelings that Van elicited from her, though she wasn’t quite ready to confront them.

She continued to make up some dumb excuses when boys from school asked her out, but she found herself wishing it were Van asking her instead. She thought that would solve her problems, but she knew the real problem was within her. She wished she was as confident and bold when it came to her feelings for Van as people thought she was with everything else.

Taissa Turner thought she wasn’t interested in love, that it was overrated and ultimately not in the cards for her. She knows now that love just looks a bit different for her than it does for everyone else. She may not be ready to deal with that now, but she knows she will be one day and she hopes that Van Palmer will be the one to show her what she was missing out on.

#yellowjackets showtime #yellowjackets fanfic #yellowjackets #taissa turner #van palmer #taissa loves van #van loves taissa but she doesn't know it yet #wlw fanfic #wlw #showtime #teen taissa #teen van #set in the 90s timeline pre crash #give tai a hug #no dialogue #character study

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pinkleaaves · 9 months

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Anyways enjoy this scrapped snippet I wrote for my slow wip

Okay, so, it’s not like Tai is jealous of Natalie. The whole relationship that they have is fucking werid.

Van and Natalie being friends doesn’t make a whole lot of sense. Van is somebody who's terminally cheerful, smile etched upon their face. And Nat…

She has a bong to hit or a dick to suck.

Maybe that’s not the right thing to think. It’s just the way that she holds herself up. Looking like a raccoon with her smudged makeup around her eyes. Going out, hanging out with The Goth (Kevyn Tan). Waking up hungover today and not being sober by the end of the night. She just doesn’t seem like she’s gonna make it very far out of here.

How does it make sense that Natalie is the only one allowed into Van’s trailer? Van should know that Tai and Shauna wouldn’t judge them right?

Taissa scoffs.

“I can feel your jealousy from over here.”

She looks over, “You're less and a foot away from me.”

She watches the screen door slam shut. A beer bottle wobbles on the railing and smashes on the floor. Shauna grabs her shoulder.

“I,” she hesitates. “just think they have each other's backs, y’know.”

Her brows furrow.

Shauna twists in her seat and ejects her Liz Plair cassette tape. “Think about it like this. We know that Van and Nat live here,” she hands the tape to Tai.

She doesn’t reach for it.

“I just think they know one another really well and understand their struggles,” Shauna says, defeated. She puts the tape back and presses play.

“Like you and Jackie did?” Tai accuses. She knows that’s a knife to the heart.

The screen door slams open as Natalie and Van walk back to the car. Van dangles a pair of keys as they skip to the car.

Shauna sighs when Van taps on the window. “I guess.”

#taivan #teen taissa #taissa turner #shauna shipman #van palmer #natalie scatorccio #besties van Palmer and Natalie Scatorccio #platonic soulmates Shauna and tai #yellowjackets

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reppyy · 9 months

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mr-walkingrainbow · 7 months

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I just realized I haven't shown you my Toralei and toragoona playlists yet smh (I haven't gotten my shit together and made a toradeen one yet either smh)

Omg bestie that’s sod jsbdusbdjsjs I can’t wait to listennnb

Meanwhile I have made a continuously getting bigger YELLOWJACKETS PLAYLIST that I am so god damn proud of that I send it to everyone I know even though only one watches is and that’s only the first three episodes. But it’s just SO GOOD. And the songs perfectly matches up with the vibes of the wilderness. Or girlhood. Or Taivan. Or just Taissa and Van! Legitimately theirs a character who sleep walks and leads people to trees. and their in the middle of extremely cold winter. And they keep drawing specific symbols on frosted windowpanes. And the song Winter Bird by Aurora, I kid you not, says

“Walking in my sleep, Like the naked trees’

“My tears are always frozen, I can see the air I breath, Got my finger painting pictures, on the glass in front of me.”

LIKE WHAT IT MATCHES PERFECTLY.

Is that’s what your playlist is like? Or is it just songs that remind you of them or songs you think they’d listen too???