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valnvy · 3 months
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i go insane everytime i think about them
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yelloowcars · 1 month
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YELLOWJACKETS + SPIRITUAL ANIMAL + COLORS
Heyy! I've been working on these ones, and I finally finished them today :)) This is mostly based on my own research and the way I perceive them 🥸
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juneverkn0w · 9 months
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I miss my crazy ass bitches
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shipmvns · 6 months
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hey guys !! so yesterday i finally received my binder full of original yellowjackets scripts (episodes 1.05-1.10), and now i’ve started the process of scanning the scripts in their entirety and uploading them to google drive so everyone can read them. there are deleted scenes & revisions included & it’s super cool !!
the complete original script for season one episode five is in the google drive right now, and i’ll be adding the rest once i’ve scanned them!!
find it here
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hangsawoman · 1 year
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jackie you were so so good
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angelcakestarlet · 3 months
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gold rush
van palmer x reader : the yellowjackets catch onto van's crush on their one of their teams cheerleaders
"van!", the whistle catches vans attention across the moist green field. "did you not see the ball coming straight for your god damn head?" coach martinez questions the dazed ginger. "focus come on!" coach blows the whistle to reset before she even gets the chance to get up. van might not be the tallest girl on the team, but she was the perfect pick for goalie. when the ball came towards that net she was a fiery cannon launching to protect the box. after their last game, 0-3, and an undefeated season, people started saying the game was rigged due to the yellowjackets goalie being psychic. while van was no psychic, she had a knack for predicting what her opponent would do next. according to her she "just goes with her gut". however, lately her 'gut' seems a little distracted.
each second van's eyes were not on the girls pursuing the net, they were on the girl's soccer team cheerleaders. particularly, you. van couldn't help simply 'observing' the way your skirt hiked up your soft thighs as you demonstrated your moves to the squad. or the way your ponytail sat high on your head and the sweat slipped down your neck... and that's how she ended up on the floor, soccer ball to the head with a sorry laura lee cowering over her. coach martinez yelling had caught your attention as you peered across the field to spot the redhead laying exasperated in her goalie box. you would be lying if you said you hadn't noticed her initially when you first began cheering for the team. her quick hands and strong calves from all the laps coach made them run around the field before practice. you were always the confident type, not shy when it came to boys, your team mates, and getting what you want. but van had a struck a different chord in you, one you were all too familiar with after watching bound with jennifer tilly and gina gershon in theaters that october. while your van halen and backstreet boys posters covered the fore front of your pink room, corky posters were plastered all over your closet. but corky was a character in a movie, you'd never gotten that feeling at the pit of your stomach from a girl in real life, right? well there was that time in eight grade when you and your friend practiced kissing for the winter formal. but that was one time; until now. that feeling in your stomach kicked in every time you got a look at the goalie and it ticked you off. the one time you wanted to put your cherry lip gloss adorned smile to work your nerves got the best of you. it was nearly winter break now and you had only spoken to van in passing during practice and games. your cheeks stung red recalling the night they won states, "maybe you're our lucky charm out there" she had rushed towards you still pumping adrenaline from the win, you cracked a smile in response before she corrected herself, "you and the rest of the girls of course".
now, you lightly jogged (not wanting to look too concerned) towards her and laura lee. "hey, are you ok? i could hear the ball thump against your head from all the way over there." she leaned up, making eye contact with you and chuckling, "are you calling me a hard head?" her teammates looked back at you two as they reset to their positions. "it was me, i really didn't mean to vanessa honestly!" laura lee apologized frantically. "it's alright laura lee, just go back before coach kicks both our asses". you offer van a hand to help her up, "thanks" she huffs out. at the first attempt of standing she wobbles and makes her way back to the ground, "shit i'm dizzy". "alright look l/n, take her to the nurse please. jackie pose as goalie for now." coach directs his attention to two of you as he notices van's state. you widen your eyes at his request as that feeling kicks in again causing your stomach to churn. you hesitantly agree and help van up once more with her arm propped up on your shoulder. "fuck i hate the nurse, misty quigley is always in there with her." you giggle, "i'm guessing misty is the last thing you want to see right now." "when does anyone want to see misty quigley?" you nod in agreement, every encounter with misty is never something you look forward to. "i can take you to the locker room, i have some pain medicine and water in there if you just want to lay down for a second. without the presence of misty quigley of course." "why thank you, that sounds lovely" she says drowsily accompanied by that silly accent she puts on.
you practically drag van to the locker room and sit her down on the bench by your locker. "i think staring at your locker will only make my headache worse" van snickers referring to your locker decorated in bright pink paint and a big hair bow front and center. "hey, don't make fun of my locker. remember who just saved your life!" you pout at her. "sorry, sorry how could i forget. after all you are the teams lucky charm." she proclaims dramatically. "well is my squad the lucky charm or is it just me, cause if i remember correctly..." van lays down against the bench chuckling, "well you're the only one i pay any attention to at least". you pause while rummaging through your locker for some ibuprofen, turning to face the girl. she looks back at you, "what? hey, are you blushing or did you just get a little heavy handed with the powder today?" you bring your hands to your cheeks and feel the warmth against your skin. "i think you have a concussion van." you dismiss her flirty comments and hand her two ibuprofen and an unopened water bottle. "what makes you say that?" her fingers brushing against yours as she takes the pills, you roll your eyes at her sudden boldness. "you rarely speak to me and now you're saying that you pay attention to me?" the silence in the locker room stiff as you hear her swallow. "what can i say, i find it hard to talk to pretty girls." you stifle a giggle "woah you're totally blushing now, you can't deny it man". you turn to face her a smile plastered on your seemingly flushed face. "this is how you thank me for nursing you back to health?" you raise your eyebrows, "well what do you have in mind miss cheer captain?" she sits up leaning on her arms settled behind her. "stop getting hit in the head so that we make it to nationals." "it's kind of hard not to when you're out there in this little skirt," she takes the end of your pleated skirt between her fingers "what else am i supposed to look at?". if your stomach was churning before, it's like a battalion of butterflies at war in there now. "are you hitting on me, palmer?" you look up at her through your lashes. "would that be so terrible?" her face suddenly (nearly) serious. before you can answer, the door to the locker room swings open, all the girls piling in, sweaty and with dirt covered knees. "so what's the diagnosis, y/n, is she doomed?" nat's voice comes creeping around the corner. you get up quickly, shutting your locker and flattening your skirt. "definitely." van's eyes follow you as you leave. when the door shuts behind you, nat and lottie erupt in laughter. "does she know she is the reason for your little concussion?" they come up behind van, teasing her. "i'm injured, leave me alone!" the goalie rests her head against your pink locker and groans as her team mates share a round of "ooo''s amongst themselves.
thank u for reading :> i think van is super underrated and needs more fics, i love her!!! hope u enjoyed!
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cvsette · 1 year
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Rewatching Yellowjackets s1 and I have so much sympathy for Jackie. She’s not good at survival shit. She gets grossed out by bones cracking when you dig a knife into them. She’s in denial about their situation. She clings to fashion and her old life: conforming to patriarchal societal norms, because that’s WHAT SHE KNOWS. She’s slightly uncomfortable with the leadership role she was assigned and she’s not very good at it but she’s TRYING!!! She organizes a seance because she’s TRYING TO GET MORALE UP because that’s ALL SHE FEELS COMFORTABLE DOING.
And she calls Shauna the best friend she’s ever had, and it’s both true and the most tragic thing ever because Shauna is objectively a bad friend; Shauna sleeps with Jackie’s boyfriend and never pushes back against what Jackie suggests and I completely understand why Jackie stops eating and goes out in the cold and dies after she reads Shauna’s diaries because I fucking would too!!! The closest emotional relationship Jackie’s ever had: dashed to pieces, and the girl she thought was her right hand man, her confidant, the girl who affirmed her role as “hot girl team captain” — someone who didn’t really care about her, at least not when judging by her actions. At least not in the way that it matters.
The snow killed her, sure. But really, Jackie died because she found out that the one person she trusted to have her back no matter what had been knifing her in the back the whole fucking time.
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frootlooppoptarts · 1 year
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yellowjackets motivational posters
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anaolver · 6 months
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There's something really poetic about Jackie and Laura Lee's last moments, because I think their deaths parallel each other in some way? Besides the fact that they two are the only ones on the team who would never embrace the wilderness or become feral or do whatever it takes to survive, their deaths are linked because one of them died in the fire and the other one in the ice and i think that is so sad. Back home maybe they had nothing in common with each other, but I hope they're both together in the afterlife cause I think their souls match or something </3
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y’all i js finished yellowjackets (bc i always take large breaks in between watching shows then binge them within a day or two) and i am NOT OKAY!!
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lvcygraybaird · 1 year
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– 'cause they took your loved ones, but returned them in exchange for you. but would you have it any other way?
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ouestjessicahyde · 9 months
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― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night
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yelloowcars · 29 days
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Would it be okay if we stay here for a while and I look at you with my big deep neglected pou doe brown eyes and talk about the possibility of me being a prophet in real life just like in the bible or is it just too much for you to handle?
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juneverkn0w · 6 months
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last kiss
(day 31)
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shipmvns · 6 months
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yellowjackets 1.09 original script — van shows taissa her face
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crown-ov-horns · 2 days
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Yellowjackets (1.01)
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