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Hi,

I feel like there’s not enough misty x reader fanfics so I would like to request one with her and if it could also be a jealous one. I really like reading ones with misty being jealous or a bit possessive. I regret nothing lol. Thank you!

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Adult Misty x Yellowjacket!reader

An: Hello everyone. It’s been so long since I have posted. I went on a trip to Europe but now I’m back and finally making a dent in my requests. For this one it took me longer than I thought 😅😅 but I got it done. I added some platonic Van because who wouldn’t want to be her friend. Also Natalie is the one that Misty is jealous about, sorry nat she always gets picked but she’s a good option 😂😂😂😂. I didn’t want to do the text colour thing because I feel it’s straight forward. And yes the title is based of the Chromeo song Jealous ( I ain’t with it)😂😂😂. But the fic isn’t based off that song I just think I’m funny. Also it’s not grammar checked, I didn’t want to 😭.

Word count rounded: 1.4K 

Ever since Misty was a kid she was always jealous. Jealous of popular kids who got praised and adored. Jealous of the girls who got everything and anyone they wanted. Jealous of never being included. Misty wanted to be helpful , she craved to be needed and that’s what the wilderness gave her.

Soon all of her classmates needed her help and they praised her for it. As messed up as it sounds she was her most happy the first few months of the wilderness. And that’s how Misty became “best friends” with you. You were badly injured after the plane crash. Your arm had broken and Misty didn’t hesitate to help.

She pulled you out of the plane and was the one to reset your arm and put the makeshift sling on you. She was the one who volunteered to help you get dressed and do stuff for you. You and Natalie were best friends having grown up in the trailer park with her and Misty hated that.

If you need anything you would always ask Natlaie first. It was always about Natalie. So when the time comes to choose between Lottie’s cult nonsense you choose to stick with Nat. The two of you were the outliers for a while until Javis death. After Misty saved Natalie the three of you became a little trio. Misty liked being around you but she wished she didn't have to share you with Natalie.

Even after 25 years it was still the same. Misty and Natalie have come to see Lottie at her compound to try and get information on Travis' death. Seeing Lottie after all those years brought back memories of those awful months out in the cold. After Misty called Shauna, it was like a weird highschool reunion. No one really kept tabs with you and Misty was worried that you wouldn't show. But to her surprise here you were, you looked the same, just much older, wrinkles and smile lines sprouting around your face from all the years. But somehow you're still the young highschooler, you still walk the same way and your smile still makes her heart flutter.

You and Van kept tabs on one another and you were a frequent customer at her video shop, so you ended up going with her and Tai. Here you were standing in front of your old highschool teammates. Misty’s eyes widen when she sees you. Her jaw drops a little and she rushes over to pull you into a bone crushing hug despite her small stature. “Oh my god!!!! Hey! It's been so so long.” She smiles widely as she pulls back her hands gripping your shoulders. “Yeah it has, it's.. Nice to see you Misty.” You smile back at her as she lets you go and you go over and hug the other girls.

You finish with Nat and she pulls back with a big smile.” Wow dude!!! You sure grew up and got hotter.” Nat smiles, wiggling her eyebrows making you laugh as you give her a little shove “ I see you're still the same huh scatorccio?. “Yeah, just less blonde.” She remarks back. The seven of you all catch up together as you make your way toward the main building at Lottie's compound. All of you gather round as Lottie explains the 4 treatment plans. You end up picking forage with Van because you had to double up at some point. You go off with Van and as soon as you're given the task, she smiles “C’mon we can go “forage” for something in my truck”. You shake your head and follow Van as you sneak off to her truck and she reaches under the front seat grabbing a bottle of whiskey.

“Why did you bring a whole bottle of vodka Van?” You ask but shrug and take a swig when she offers it. “Why wouldn't I? A highschool reunion with all of you guys.Im surprised I'm not drunk already.” “True, it brings back some memories that I'd rather not remember.” You say as you pass the bottle back to Van and it goes on like this for a while. Soon you see Taissa saunter over and you nudge Van, taking it as your time to head inside and leave them alone.

You find Misty and Shauna and pass them the vodka and soon after Van and Tai show up as well. After Lottie shows up you all settle in your little “trauma” circle. It slowly moved into gossip as if all of you were gathered around that fire all those years ago sharing secrets. The topic quickly moved to your life, after all those years without seeing any of the girls except Van, you're sure they were curious. “Sooooo…. Did you meet any girls in college?” Tai smirks nudging you. “Um.. well I guess, I dated my fair share of girls but none ever lasted. After I just never found anyone I wanted to keep around.” You shrug and the girls nod, you look over and lock eyes with Misty before she adverts her eyes and takes another swig of vodka.

The song changes over the speakers and Van perks up. “Oh!!! This is my favourite song.” Van smiles and jumps to her feet and soon all of you follow. You grin laughing a bit as Nat comes over and spins you around dancing with you. You laugh as Nat pulls you closer and you sway around together to the music. Nat’s hands run down your back as she smiles, you might have noticed if you had not had so much vodka earlier. You never thought Nat would ever like you because she was so focused on Travis. She spins you back out and that's when you lock eyes yet again with Misty. She takes one last swig of vodka before she frowns and stomps over. 

“Hey! I uh- need to talk to you.” Misty says and before you can even say anything she grabs your hand tugging you outside to the soft snowfall. “Misty!?!? What’s wrong?”

“ What's going on with you and Nat?” She asks when she finally pulls you a distance away and lets your wrist go. “What? Nothing, we were just dancing, having fun.” You counter back at her. “Well you might want to tell her that she was about an inch away from your ass?. 

“Why do you care? Are you jealous?” You ask putting your hands on your hips getting fed up with her attacking you. “Yes!! I am, ever since the crash I've been obsessed with you!!” Misty yells, raising her voice as she quickly regrets her confession as you stare at her confused. You both stand there in silence, Misty turns to leave clearly worried she fucked everything up. But as she turns to walk away you grab her wrist and pull her back into you. She whips around confused but before she can speak you beat her to it.

“Wait! Why didn't you tell me sooner, you think I don't feel the same way?” Misty stands stunned. There's no way the yellowjacket she's been crazy about since highschool actually likes her. “Can I kiss you?” You ask, holding Misty’s hands in yours and she nods almost in shock as you lean forward, capturing her lips and wrapping your hands around her waist. She kisses back softly at first but as you too keep going she gets more passionate with it wrapping her arms around your shoulders. 

You pull back and smile as she pulls you back in for another before she finally pulls back too. “Wow” Misty says breathlessly. You smile and grab a hold of her hand. “Yeah,that’s about right” you smile and before you can kiss her again you hear a snicker behind you. You both turn around to see Van standing there. “ I see you too are enjoying yourselves.” She smirks and you playfully roll your eyes at her.

“Why don’t you and Tai go “enjoy yourselves too?” You counter back with the same smirk Van had. Van blushes and flips you off, laughing.” Well maybe I will” she announces before she turns around and heads back inside. You turn back to Misty and smile. “How about we go to bed?” Misty nods and grabs your hand again tugging you off to where she is staying. 

#misty quigley x reader #yellowjackets x reader #Yellowjackets #misty

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Hi lovely! Are your requests open?

I had them shut off because I have 11 right now but if you have something you want to request having one more isn’t going to be a problem 🤷🤷🤷🤷🤷 so if you want to request something I say do it

if anyone else sees this and has a request I guess you can send it in but just know it might take long because I have so many to write before

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Requests are poem!!! Yay!! I has an idea for yellowjackets x movie star reader? Like they all went their separate ways but always kept an eye on movie star reader, cause it's easy with how famous she is but also they want her back with them? What safer place away from stalkers than the peeps that stalked you in the forest??

hi so I’m finally back from France. So for this one I need a bit more clarification. I won’t be able to do all the Yellowjackets so you think you could pick like 1 or 2 ? Sorry if that’s not what you want but I have trouble writing a lot of personality’s at once. If it’s easier you can message me or send another anon message. Thanks for the request

also pad for all the other requests I just got back from my trip and there is 11 of them so they might take me a while. Bear with me, love all your ideas 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

#yellowjackets x reader #Yellowjackets #yellowjackets fanfic #shauna shipman x reader #lottie matthews x reader #natalie scatorccio x reader #misty quigley x reader #taissa turner x reader #van palmer x reader

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hello everyone I’m in France right now and I’ve gotten all your requests. I’m gonna cap it at 10 right now. So I’m gonna close my requests until I get back and I have time to finish all of them.

thank you all for your wonderful ideas

also this might not even post 😅

#yellowjackets x reader #Yellowjackets #requests closed

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to the person who requested the LottieLee thing like 5 seconds ago. Sorry if I scare you with how fast I replied to this. But I screamed when I saw that

Yes yes yes!!!!!! I’ll write it

#lottie matthews #Laura lee #lottielee #yellowjackets fanfic #yellowjackets

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#ask game #ask me questions #fanfiction #writing #Please I have nothing to do today #well actually I should be writing but 😅

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if transmasc ppl are men but you say you won’t write for men then how are you writing for transmasc reader and not male reader aren’t they both men

hi so the thing is not all transmasc people are men, so me I’m nonbinary and transmasc but I’m not a man. I’m nonbinary , I use he/they but I’m not a man. ( I’ll change it a bit so there is no confusion)

I identify with masculinity but I’m not man. A trans man is a man but someone who is trans masc is not necessarily a man ( sometimes they can be) . What I mean is I will write for nonbinary people who identify with masculinity but are not men. Hope that helps 👍

#Transmasc #nonbinary #gender identity

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Being Jackie's younger sister and have a fwb situation with Shauna?

Pls write It, nobody never answer me

hi, thanks for the request

I think I’ll be able to do that. Do you have any specific ideas for a plot. Like what you want to happen? If not that’s alright. It just helps if your specific about plot, easier to write and I have an idea of what you want 👍 thanks

update: I started writing and I have an idea

#yellowjackets x reader #shauna shipman x reader #Fic requests

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who liked my post and then quickly unliked it 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 that’s was actually hilarious. I see you 👁️👄👁️

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Princess!Taissa x Knight!Van

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AN: ( please read) ok so this has been something I have been working on for a little bit now. Me and my wifey @schrodingerspsycho were talking about masquerade balls and I knew I had to write something for Tai and Van about it. Historical is in quotations because I suck at it. It’s set in the 1800’s because it’s the height of like masquerade balls but the characters don’t necessarily talk like the 1800’s I tried my best. But I didn’t do much research. With that being said this fic is not based on homophobia during that time because it’s about queer people going to a masquerade ball and I don’t want to write homophobia. There is pressure for Taissa to marry a man but no direct homophobia.Also if you haven’t read my Taissa Turner Christmas fic. I have two like “oc’s” who are Taissa little brother and sister named Tegan and Tyler so I brought them back for this fic, just so no one is confused.

Summary: Taissa is a princess, the daughter of the king and queen and she needs to find her match. Her parents hold a party for her and a certain knight catches her attention. Basically princess!Taissa and knight!Van🥰. Also I’m using they/them pronouns for Van.

Taissa Turner is the daughter of the royal family. The next in line for the heir. She was going to rule the kingdom one day. Her mother and father have been preparing her ever since she was old enough to talk; now it is her 18th birthday party. Her parents had been trying and trying to find her the “perfect match." They decided to have a masquerade ball. If she was going to have to find her match soon, she would much rather choose for herself.

Her siblings were rather pleased with that idea. The twins have been excited to go to a party ever since they were old enough to attend the balls. They both got outfits made and were ecstatic all week. Taissa, of course, had a gown made for the night; it was her party after all. She got fitted and tailored a beautiful deep forest green dress. It complimented her wonderfully, and somehow it made her look even more stunning.

The night had finally come. Tai was in her room, wearing thedress. Her mother had come by to do her hair, and she was just waiting for it to start. She was very nervous; she was trying to find which jewellery to wear and trying to distract herself. She was actually doing neither; she went back and forth a few times on which earrings. She finally settled on some simple studs that matched her dress. Now her distraction was gone, but before she could stress more, her siblings ran into her bedroom.

“Tai! Tai!” Tegan yells, running up to her sister.

“Mama said the guests have arrived.” Tyler adds as they tug on her arm, pulling her out of her chair and onto her feet.

“Alright, Alright. First, let me put on my shoes.” She smiles fondly at the twins' overwhelming excitement. She slips on her heels and buckles up the straps. Her siblings rush out of the room, running down the hall to the ballroom. She takes one last look at herself in the mirror and makes her way down to where the ball is taking place.

The ballroom is immaculately decorated. Taissa glances around the room; some of the guests have already started to file in. Many from out of town, longtime friends of her parents, travelled to come to her birthday. It's nice to see, but so overwhelming. Many older women dressed wonderfully come over to her to fawn over her dress and inquire about her "prince.”

She politely nods to every reference made to their “perfect” son, who would absolutely be the best for her. She knows there's no need to explain it to them, so instead she trudges through the 15th “perfect” prince. Taissa knows what she wants, but will she really find her “prince” at this ball?

She walks around for a bit before her siblings drag her to the dance floor. She dances with them for a while before the twins get bored and run off to cause a little bit of trouble. Taissa walks over to a table to hopefully get a second alone from all the stress. 

Something catches Taissa’s eye—a certain guest. A person across the floor had gorgeous ginger hair and a sleek dark green suit, almost the same shade as Taissa's. Their mask is beautiful, a lovely green that matches their suit. Tai recognizes them immediately as one of the knights who has been working in the palace. Van... they were hired a few years ago. Strong…. Brave…. Noble…… Handsome…… Cute…… “Stop it, Taissa! Focus on your night and not on their face.” Taissa shakes the thoughts out of her head as her little sister runs over to Van, grabbing them by the hand and tugging them down so she can whisper in Van’s ear. 

As the little girl pulls away, Van smiles and nods a little nervously before Tegan runs off. Van brushes off their suit as they make their way over to Taissa. Tai’s eyes widen as she fixes her dress and avoids looking at Van. She hears a familiar voice clear their throat and looks up to see Van standing before her.

Van looks even better up close, a small smirk spreads across their face as they give Tai a little formal bow. Taissa smiles fondly at the knight's formal behaviour, even at a party.

“Good evening, my lady. A little birdie told me that you wanted to dance.” Van says with a soft smile playing on their lips.

Taissa smiles back, grinning a little. “You know how to dance, knight?” 

"No, but I'm a fast learner, and I know you can dance. The royal family's eldest daughter, you know how to waltz.” They shoot Taissa a smirk and again bow and hold out their hand in the hopes that she will take it.

Tai smiles fondly and takes the knight's hand as they help her up and guide her to the ballroom. Many other young couples are dancing and enjoying the night. As they make their way, Tai can't help but admire the fiery-haired knight. She always thought highly of them and spent many nights thinking about them, though she was more embarrassed to admit it.

Tai feels the heat rise in her cheeks; somehow, she is getting hotter and hotter by the minute. She can see that the redhead is also very flushed, yet they still seem pretty confident, having never danced. They end up in the middle of the floor and turn to face each other. Tai smiles and places Van’s hands in the correct place, whispering little tips to Van so they don’t completely make a fool of themselves.

They start to waltz. Tai takes the lead; it's not normally traditional, but she couldn’t possibly care, not right now. Van is very stumbly and trips over their feet a few times. Tai fixes it, shooting them a smile. They giggle quietly together as Van tries to “dip” her. Van saves it and spins Tai around before pulling her back in. They laugh and dance together for quite a while until they both get tired. Tai drags Van off the ballroom floor and over to the table.

Most of the guests are on the floor now, and a soft song plays as couples waltz. Tai looks over and finds her siblings also dancing with their mother and father. She smiles fondly and looks back over at Van, where she finds them staring at her with a certain look in their eyes.

“What's on your mind?” Tai asks, shooting them a teasing smile.

“That was fun; I got to dance with the most beautiful girl at the party.” 

Tai feels her cheeks heat up considerably as she tries to hide her embarrassment with an eye roll. “You're unbelievable.” 

“What? Am I wrong? They smirk leaning over a bit. “You look really gorgeous tonight.” They say it a bit quieter, almost hesitant to say it. 

“Thanks; you look really handsome tonight.” Tai says, smiling as she sees the heat rise in Van’s freckled cheeks. They try to brush off their embarrassment. "You probably get compliments all the time, young princes, trying to win you over.”

“Sure but the conversation usually turns into them bragging and being arrogant.” Tai says, scoffing at the memory of earlier. “There is only one person here tonight who is actually worth talking to.” 

“Who?”

“You”

“What? Me? No, I can't even dance. I'm just a knight; I'm no prince, not even a man.” Van is very confused.

“That's why I like you so much. You're not a man. You’re not arrogant or putting on a show for me. You're just you, and that's a breath of fresh air. Sure, you’re an awful dancer, but you're so caring, sweet, optimistic, and...handsome.” Tai says, and she finally looks up at Van; she can't quite read what they are thinking. 

“You think I'm handsome?” Van smirks, laughing a bit. Tai gets embarrassed as she gives Van a little shove. "Yeah, I do.” Tai smiles, taking their hand and pulling them a bit closer to whisper. “Why don’t we go for a walk then? It's more interesting than this party.”

Van smiles and stands up, holding out their hand for Taissa to take yet again. She gratefully accepts, and Van pulls her to her feet. They quietly slip out a back door into the beautifully lit garden. They hold hands and walk together, making jokes and enjoying the star-filled sky. Tai pulls them over to a little bench in the corner of the garden. They sit down together on the bench, both a little giddy. 

Taissa smiles and plays with Van’s suit. “This is so charming, I hope you know.” She says, and Van smiles, reaches up, and takes off their mask. “Come on, take off yours as well; it's not fair, really. I want to see all of your face.”

Tai sighs softly, the smile still on her face, as she removes her mask, and Van gasps a little, grabbing her hand. “What? Do I have something on my face?”

“You are so beautiful, breathtaking even.” Van says, leaning closer. 

Taissa freezes, her eyes a little wide, almost stunned. “You’re an idiot.” 

“But I only tell the truth.” Van says, leaning a bit closer. Taissa glances down at their lips and finally pulls them into a kiss. Van gasps a bit before melting into the kiss and wrapping their arms around her neck.

They both pull away so they can breathe, their foreheads touching as they stare into each other's eyes. “You're breathtaking too, Sir Palmer,” Tai says with a teasing tone before Van cuts her off, pulling her back into a kiss. Tai’s hands run down Van’s back as she pulls them closer and deeper into the kiss.

The both of them freeze as they hear footsteps and the garden door open. They quickly stand up, hiding behind a nearby tree. Van pulls Tai into their arms; they are chest-to-chest pressed against the tree. Tai peeks out of the tree and sees a drunk couple stumble through the garden as they finally stumble back through the other door. Tai leans back to see Van as the both burst into giggles together and pull each other back into a kiss. Tai leans into Van, pressing them back against the tree.

They both pull away as Van presses one final kiss on Taissa’s cheek, making her smile. They take each other's hand and go back to walking around the beautiful garden together. As the night ended, they had to part ways, but since that night, nothing has been the same. Taissa has taken up a new “hobby” of watching the knights train, well singular knight. 

Van starts to catch on after the princess has been interested in what the knights are doing three times in one week. They always send her a little smirk as they train. The two of them have gotten closer over time, too. Lots of “walks” in the garden and sneaking off together in the library. Her parents noticed too, not that they cared much. Van was one of their best knights, humble and kind. It might not be common for a knight to marry into the family, but it didn't matter. It was clear that Taissa and Van were meant for each other. 

#Yellowjackets #yellowjackets fanfic #Taivan #Taivan fic #taissa turner #Van Palmer #Princess!Taissa #Knight!Van #historical au

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Hey! Can I request adult misty quigley x fem reader? And also can they kinda have an age gap? (Teehee)

Basically Misty obviously has a thing for needing people to want her and need her and feel important so her very codependent partner comes up with a way to make her feel better by letting Misty treat fake injuries on her? Like idk putting ketchup on her arm and misty bandaging her up and all that to keep herself feeling sane

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Bandages

Older Misty x reader

AN: hiiiii im so sorry this took so long. I’ve be busy with school and stuff in my personally life but it’s finally out yay. Misty’s text is in yellow I think that’s the colour I originally picked for her. Divider made by @arachnid-wife

word count rounded: 1k

You and Misty first met when your grandmother lived at the nursing home that Misty worked at. You would visit your grandmother once a week. Misty was usually the nurse that helped with her, so you would see her often.

The both of you got very close, so close that you would go out for coffee together every other weekend. It was mostly about your grandmother, but after a while, the conversations turned flirty. You would spend more and more time with her. Soon, she finally asked you out. You went on a few actual dates with her. After a while, you made it official with her. She asked you to move in with her and Caligula. You accept, of course. That was a few years ago, and after all that time with Misty, you started to notice little things about her.

The first time you started noticing was when you accidentally cut your finger while chopping something with a knife.

You were in the kitchen, chopping vegetables and chatting with Misty. You guys were going to have a holiday party with the yellow jackets. You and Misty were chatting and making jokes when you looked over your shoulder, and that's when you felt it. A sharp, searing pain in your pointer finger. You wince and gasp, turning back to see your finger. You drop the knife and lift your hand. 

“Oh my gosh!!!” Misty rushes over and grabs a towel, wrapping your finger in it as you let out a huff in pain. “Fuck.” You sigh, groaning, as you lean against the counter.

You ended up having to go to the hospital to get it stitched up. Misty offered, but you were not going to let her sew up your finger at the house. You ended up being alright, and the party ended up actually happening, but instead you ordered some pizzas.

Misty spent the next few weeks keeping you in a bubble. Feeding you even though you cut your non-dominant hand. She would basically do anything for you if you needed to use your hands. She would check on your stitches every day and help clean them.

You really don't mind that she wants to take care of you. In fact, it's quite fun having her do things for you because she won't even hesitate. You want a glass of water? She’s on it. Food? Right away. Misty even spent a week helping you get dressed.

After your finger fully healed, you would notice a slight change in Misty. She wanted to keep helping, but there was nothing to do anymore. She felt like she was unneeded. You decided to talk to Misty one night while cuddling on the couch.

“Hey? You alright?”

“ Wha? Oh yeah, I'm alright, most alright ever." Misty says it sounds obnoxiously cheerful for someone who was pouting because you didn't need help making yourself toast this morning. You look over at her, giving her a smile that says, “I know you're not alright.” 

“It's, well, you know, I really loved taking care of you and feeling like I was useful.” 

“You're my girlfriend, Misty; you don't need to be "useful." I love you.” You say, kissing her cheek as she smiles back. “I know, but I guess it's my love language to help and to make you better.” She says she is pulling you into her arms and giving your healed finger a little kiss. 

“How about this? I'll let you patch me up and “nurse” me back to health whenever you want.”

“But I don't want you to hurt yourself.”

“What if we just pretend? You know, bandage up my fake cut or whatever else you want to do. If it makes you feel better, I really don't mind.” Misty's eyes light up, and she pulls you into a kiss.

From that day forward, it became just part of the two of you. Sure, it's an unusual way to cheer her up, but you don’t really mind. It always goes the same way: she “comforts” you and gives you kisses. Then she “disinfects” your “cut” and puts on a patterned bandage on it before “kissing it better." Misty claims that it's the most important part of the whole process.

One day Misty came home from work upset; it was just a very stressful day, and she needed to come home and see you. You're in the kitchen cooking after Misty finally lets you touch a knife without intense supervision. You hear the front door open and yell out. “Hi baby, how was work?” You say, looking over your shoulder to catch her taking off her jacket with a silent huff, not like herself at all.

She walks into the bedroom without saying a word and changes out of her scrubs. You put down whatever you were doing and follow Misty into your bedroom. “Hey? Baby? You ok? Bad day?” You ask, wrapping your arms around her waist and pulling her into a hug. “Long day.” Misty mutters, relaxing into your arms.

You pull away and smile softly. “I got a scrape on my knee earlier, babe, Wanna help?” You ask, sitting down on the bed and rolling up your pants to show her your perfectly fine, unscraped knee. Misty raises a brow. “There is no scrape on your knee, babe” Misty says, a little confused. 

“What? Misty? My knee hurts. Can you patch me up?” She finally smiles as she lets out a sigh. She understands what you're trying to do, and she grabs her little med kit. Misty kneels next to the bed, rolling up your pants until your knee is fully exposed. She grabs a little alcohol wipe and rubs it on your knee. 

“It might sting a little, babe.”

She grabs some bandage wrap, lifts your knee a bit off the bed, and wraps your knee up snugly. She finishes and gives you a little kiss on your bandaged knee. “All better, you get hurt a lot; you gotta be more careful.” You both smile and laugh a little as she pulls you into a kiss.

#misty quigley x reader #yellowjackets x reader #misty quigley

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heyyyyyyy

so I’m sorry to who ever requested the older Misty fic. I promise I’m working on it. I’ve just been so busy I haven’t been feeling motivated at all. But I promise I will finish it 😘😘😘😘

#yellowjackets x reader #misty quigley x reader

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HEYY I REQUESTED THE LOTTIE MATTHEWS X FEM READER FAKE DATING TO MAKE HER DAD MAD

I REQUESTED THIS TWICE, ONE WITH U AND ANOTHER WRITER, SO ITLF U COME ACROSS ANOTHER ONE LIKE THIS (ITS NOT BEEN MADE YET)

JUST WANNA CLEAR UP THAT IT WASN'T COPIED I JUST REQUESTED IT A LOT 😭😭

ok 👀

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Can you, if possible

Write a lottie Matthews x fem reader

Where lottie wants to annoy her father, by pretending she has a girlfriend, which is reader, but she actually does like the reader, so that's why she picks her

And when they are having dinner with her parents.. lottie whispers stuff to reader, little commands to do to piss off her dad, and reader gets EMBARRASSED ASF...

and reader ends up on lotties lap from it.. as lottie is just kissing her neck, like sp gently tho... 😭😭

And reader is UNEXPERIENCED so she's never been In a relationship and has never kissed... 😭

Pls pls pls!?!?

Faux Love

Lottie Matthews x fem reader

AN: Thanks so much for the request. Sorry it took to long I’ve had trouble being motivated. So this one is specifically fem reader so I made the reader more feminine and used she/her and I made reader wear a dress. If you don’t like dresses sorry but you could always imagine something else if you’d like ❤️. But anyways Lottie’s text is in purple.

word count rounded: 1.5k

Here you were, standing at Lottie Matthews huge ass front door. You go to reach for the door handle and hesitate. Is this really a good idea? You think to yourself as you fix up your appearance for the 100th time. Sure you're here to upset Lotties father but you might as well look good. You found an old dress you had forgotten about in the back of your closet, It was a cute floral printed dress. You flattened it again and finally knocked on  the door, quickly retracting your hand, regretting it immediately.

You hear nothing for a few seconds then the door flies open and it’s Lottie. She is dressed in one of her iconic pink skirts and a pink button up shirt. She smiles widely seeing you. 

“Oh? Hi, you look so pretty. Come in.” She ushers you in getting a good look at you. She quietly shuts the door behind her. Clearly her parents don't know you are here yet.

“ Ok, Here is the plan. We are going to have dinner. You know how my dad is, I could win an award and he wouldn't even care. I want to make him mad. He won't say anything about it because you're a guest, but I want to push him as far as I can. Just you know, be flirty, very romantic, lots of touching.” She says whispering so she doesn't alert her parents. The house is so big anyways she could be yelling and you're sure no one would hear on the other side of the house.

“It’s just Lot i've never done anything like this, like ever.” You say fiddling with your dress.

“ Really? It still shocks me knowing you have never had a girlfriend. You're literally the prettiest girl in the school.” 

“I'm really not Lot.” You say as you feel your face heat up considerably, as you advert your gaze.

“Hey! Don't talk about my girlfriend like that.” She teases giving you a little shoulder squeeze. “I'll guide you I promise, just do everything I say.” She says, sounding like she is already planning what she wants you to do.

You hear footsteps and your anxiety grows and grows. You see both of her parents walk in the front foyer. You realize this is the first time you have ever met her parents. They have never shown up to any of her meets, picked her up after practice, never. They both look exactly like you imagined though, uptight, judgy. Maybe you hang out too much with Nat but pretty much snobby,stuck up rich people. 

“Oh? Um Hello, Charlotte did not tell us that you were already here.” Her mother says, sounding just as stuck up as you imagined. Her father raises a judgemental eyebrow, but doesnt say anything.

“This is your…… friend Charlotte?” Her father asks, you can almost hear the distance in his voice.

“She’s my girlfriend, Dad.” She says as she grabs your hand and presses a kiss to your cheek. You feel your face heat up as Lottie giggles. “ She's a little shy, why don’t we just go have dinner.” Lottie says as she smiles innocently as she rubs your lower back to calm your nerves, which doesn’t help at all.

You make your way through her huge house and make your way to the dining table. You sit down next to Lottie and she makes sure you're sitting right next to her, arm to arm. You start eating, the conversations are pretty dry, small talk and school.

When her parents aren't paying attention Lottie leans over and whispers in your ear. “ Next time my dad is looking, grab my hand and give me a kiss, ok?” Lottie whispers as you turn your head a bit to catch a little smile on her face as she pulls back giving your thigh a little reassuring squeeze.

You go back to eating and so do her parents. You look over at Lottie and she nods. You take a deep breath and take hold of Lottie's hand in a way that is visible from the other side of the photo. You lean over and give her a kiss on the cheek, you can feel yourself shiver as you try not to look scared. You pull back and Lottie smiles giving you a kiss on the cheek as well. 

You see her father shift a bit in his seat and clear his throat before going back to eating. Lottie grabs your hand under the table and gives it a little squeeze. You all continue eating and Lottie leans over to whisper another thing. “Ask me for the pepper, but when you do make sure to call me some like pet name.” She smirks very excited to upset her dad even more. 

“Hey uh baby girl???” You say trying so hard not to cringe at yourself but you manage to push through. “Can you pass me the pepper?” You manage to spit it out with only a bit of stuttering.

You glance over and see Lottie’s parents share a look and fight back a comment as Lottie just plays it up. She grabs you the pepper and kisses you on your cheek. 

Dinner continues and her parents excuse themselves to get dessert from the kitchen. Lottie quickly turns to you clearly ready to kick her plan into high gear. “Ok, get in my lap.”

“What?”

“Get in my lap, please come on, I'll say you got cold or something.”

You slowly get out of your chair and Lottie smiles, patting her lap. You fix your dress and lower yourself into her lap. She smiles, wrapping her arms around your waist as she pulls you flush against her chest. Her parents walk back into the dinning room and you can see their surprised look as they sit down.

“She got a little cold so I'm warming her up.” Lottie says as she begins to plant soft kisses on the base of your neck. You've reached a point that your embarrassment has reached a peak and you can’t even speak. Her parents sit down quietly talking to themselves as Lottie keeps up her act. She keeps kissing down your neck so much that you're practically hiding your face in her shoulder.

Lottie stops and smirks. “Mom? Dad? I think we're going to go upstairs, I think she is getting a little fever.” Lottie says feeling your cheeks that are considerably warm. Before her parents can respond she quickly helps you off her lap and drags you up the long stairs to her room.

She opens her door and ushers you in closing it behind you. You take a look admiring her room as she pulls you over to the bed.

“Oh my god, did you see his face!? It was hilarious.” Lottie laughs and smiles but quickly takes note of your embarrassment. “Hey you ok?” Lottie asks, placing a hand on your shoulder. “I didn't make you uncomfortable did I ?”

“No- it's uh- it's just well you know I haven't done anything like that before and in front of your parents.” You stammer out fidgeting with your fingers. “Sorry I was a little over the top, but it worked and now we can go back to normal.” Lottie says and you can almost hear a slight tone in her voice maybe indicating she doesn't quite want it to end.

“But what if I……don't want…… it to……. End.” You whisper a little, slowly down after each word. Lotties eyes widen and she takes a second to process that.

“Um, I'm sorry, I should go.” You say quickly shooting up but Lottie grabs your wrist and pulls you back. She pulls you back next to her and cups your face. You nod before she pulls you into a small kiss. You can taste her cherry lip gloss as you pull her back in for another kiss.

You both pull back and just stare at each other. You both smile and start laughing together. She pulls you back into her arms giving you another kiss.

“I don't want it to end either.” Lottie says as she stares into your eyes.

“ So can we keep up this whole dating thing just without faking it.” You say fiddling with your dress again. Lottie tilts your chin to look at her. “I mean it would really upset my dad.” She says with a smirk. “And I picked you special. Because I liked you, well like you. I really like you.” Lottie confesses and now she is fiddling with her fingers.

“I wanna be your non-fake girlfriend.” You say softly tracing her cheek. “Me too.” Lottie smiles and pulls you into a hug and a small kiss

#yellowjackets x reader #lottie matthews x reader #lottie matthews

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Dating Mari fluff headcanons

Okie so this was a request and there was supposed to be a Gen one too, but I don’t know much about her . So I just did Mari. I just don’t feel confident enough to do Gen.

Mari x Gn reader

Let's be honest, Mari is kind of a bitch, but I love that for her

But if you're dating her, she would be way nicer to you

The way she is Lotties number one fan all of season 2, that is her with you

To Mari, nothing is your fault, and you can do no wrong

Cuddling with her at night <3

She acts all tough during the day, but as soon as you go to bed, she is all over you under the blankets

You’re the only person she lets wear her sweater

Not that you’re super excited to wear it, but you like wearing her clothes and being closer to her

She always rigs the chore cards so you can do them with her

She would never let you get the water

“Ok, pick a card.”

“No, not that one.”

She basically hands you the card that she wants

She mostly wants you to “help” with making food so you can be with her

She doesn't need help, but she gets to spend time with you inside 

Asks you out as a date for the doomcoming

And she makes you guys matching corsages so you guys can match

Mari seems like a big and little spoon to me

I feel she likes to pretend she is a big spoon and will start by holding you

But if she has had a bad day or when the others fall asleep, sometimes she rolls over and you spoon her instead

Let's be honest, she tries to be all bitchy, but that girl is definitely a teddy bear when you get to know her

She is trying to gossip with you while you're trying to sleep

“Mari, please go to sleep”

“Ok, but did you hear what Jackie said?”

Most nights, she talks until you fall asleep or she falls asleep

I feel she is not a huge fan of PDA but also she wants the other girls to know about your relationship

Wont let any of the girls do chores with you

She always feels the need to do everything with you

Chopping the wood

Getting berries

And so when it's just you two, she can be as affectionate as she wants

She loves just watching you do things- not in a creepy way, but in a look how cute you are way

When you catch her staring, she pretends she is looking at something else

She loves giving you kisses in the most random places

Her favourite is your nose, for some reason

She likes it when your nose scrunches and you laugh

That is all that I have to say about Mari; in the future, I would totally write for her.

#yellowjackets x reader #mari x reader

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What about Ghostface!Nat breaking into your house to steal your used underwear and you come home upset so she switches modes from horny to protective and has to find a way to break out of your house so she can do something about it.

Ghostface! Natalie x reader

AN: Hey….. I’m sorry this took way too long. I’ve been busy and I’m going to be honest. It was a little out of my comfort zone. I didn’t realize till I started writing it. It’s not your fault and I’m sorry if this isn’t what you wanted. So I changed it just the slightest bit. Ghostface nat is stealing the readers shirt instead. Still the same concept I just didn’t feel comfortable. No colour this time because I don’t think Natalie actually says dialogue out loud. Sorry because this might suck so badly and it’s really short.

Natalie knew this was a bad idea.

Breaking into your house while you weren’t there just to steal. But she has done worse this week and she wasn’t about to grow a conscience now. Stealing isn't all the bad, she could have come to murder you but she could never do that.

She snuck you to your bedroom window and slowly slipped it open. She crawled and almost tripped over the window sill. The mask gives her almost no vision except for right in front of her. 

She makes it into your room taking a second to take off the mask so she can admire all your posters and decorations. She smirks to herself. She has always imagined what your room would look like. Posters from your favourite media, photos of you, and what she was truly here for your clothes. She searches around your room for your laundry bin.

She finds a laundry basket in the corner of the room and kneels down in front of it. She begins to search through it smiling to herself. She finds a shirt. One of her favourite shirts. She loves when you wear it. You just look so good in it she can't help to not want it. She wants to wear it when she is alone because she is sure it will smell like you. She picks it up and shoves it in her bag. She hesitates for a second but she has to make up her mind quickly because she hears the front door open. She grabs for her mask. 

Nat knows she won't be able to make it back out the window unseen so she quickly gets into your closet and  shuts the door hiding, just as you swing open your bedroom door. You slam it behind you with a huff as you toss your bag on the ground.

Natalie watches through the closet door. This was never how she imagined this situation but deep down she loves the idea of watching you. You sit down on your bed and loudly sigh to yourself. Natalie can tell that you are upset and she just can’t have that.

“This is stupid.” You mumble to yourself as you grab a textbook from your bag. You had the tendency to talk to yourself when you were upset and this time is no different.

“Cant believe her, not trying hard enough? Are you kidding?” You mumble yet again. And that catches Nat's attention. Who said this? Where do they live?. So many things pass through her mind she almost doesn't notice when you stand up and walk out of your room to get a snack. On your way out you mumble to yourself “ Stupid Jackie.”

Jackie? Of course it was Jackie. She has been all over this entire season. You're not fast enough? She is there to tell you. Your footwork could use some work? Yup Jackie is going to point that out. Natalie hates how hard she is on you but now is the time she wants to do something about it.

 Nat slowly slips out of the closet making a quick dash for the window and climbing down from your roof. Glad she made it out alive but now her mind wanders to what she is going to do to Jackie.

You would be way too distracted with the missing yellowjackets captain to miss the shirt she took anyways.

#yellowjackets x reader #natalie scatorccio x reader #Ghostface Natalie

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good morning everyone . I just wanted to say that if you requested something I’m working on it. I love all your ideas. But they might take longer to do with school and work going on lately I’ve been a little busy. But I promise I’m working on your requests. Thank you 😊

#yellowjackets x reader