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danisbrainrot · 20 days
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lottie x reader
guys I'm sorry it's so short 😭, just clearing out my drafts and trying to motivate myself to write more.
you press a cold, wet towel against lottie's bloodied forehead. "why did you let her do that?" you whisper, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. she groans, trying to lift her hand and wipe away a stray tear.
"don't cry," she mumbles, "I'm okay," her fingers get stuck in your matted hair. you shake your head, as you carefully remove her sore digits from your locks.
you dab her forehead, removing dry blood before sighing. "no, you're not. she beat the shit out of you, lottie! you can't move," you sob, removing the towel. you stand up, but she calls out to you, begging for you to stay.
you sigh, sitting down next to her and moving her head onto your lap. lottie curled her body in the fetal position, as the putrid smell of her blood and her piss and shit infiltrated your nose. you wiped her hair behind her ear, as it stuck to her forehead. she was sweaty and the blood had dried and crusted on her face. all you could do was try and nurse it back to health and hope she'd get better soon.
"I love you," she mumbles, looking up at you with blurry eyes. you press a kiss to her forehead in response, applying the wet cloth back on it. she smiles weakly, before her eyes close. you sigh, running your fingers up her arms as she slowly fell asleep.
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novaviis · 1 month
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All The King’s Men.
Chapter Five. Line Of Fire.
Watercolour Series.
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Words: 39k Status: In Progress Rating: Mature Relationships: Dick Grayson/Wally West, BatFamily
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A threat against the Wayne Family arises, one that forces them into hiding. Stuck out in a cabin hidden in the mountains of Montana, Dick has to juggle keeping his family from tearing itself apart, missing his fiance like crazy, and a mystery that has plagued him all his life.
Chapter Five Excerpt:
It wasn’t just the shock of this confession that had his siblings so tongue tied. That, he knew for a fact. He could see it plain as day on each of their faces. No, it was the mental gymnastics required to conjure the image of Bruce Wayne pointing a gun at someone. Some things just defied imagination.  Tim was the first to attempt to speak, and even then, he hesitated. “You...?” “I was the one who shot Dick,” Bruce repeated. His voice was even and strong, with an inward brutality. He recited every step with an almost clinical detachment, when Dick knew that he was anything but detached from the memory. “I picked up a gun off the street, I checked that it was loaded, and I fired at Dick. When I initially missed, I then chased him across Gotham to the dockyards. Dick called the League for backup and fought me off for as long as he could. And he did well, but it still wasn’t enough. I still shot him. I wouldn’t be satisfied until I pulled the trigger.”  Dick flinched. “Bruce.”  “It’s the truth,” Bruce cut him off sharply. “I’ve seen the CCTV footage. Every minute of it.”
Listen, I know how this looks, and it's not an April Fool's joke. I swear.
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novelconcepts · 2 months
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bury it and rise above
Van Palmer is over the woods, the constant hunger, the pairing-off of her incredibly gay teammates--and, more than anything else, how badly she still wants her ex-girlfriend.
Leave it to the least-horny location in the Wilderness to help with these problems not at all.
E, 8642 words
The human body is an absolute nightmare. Like living inside an active volcano. Like a comedy improv show made entirely of fistfights. Van’s over it. She ever gets the chance, she’s vacating this flesh prison and opting into something that operates on logic. Something that isn’t all hormone and madness and fucking inconvenience. Something that doesn’t take one look at her current situation—starvation, malnutrition, literal goddamn cannibalism—and say, You know what? Throw in a dash of horny, just for spice. She’s fucking over this.
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lesbianlotties · 2 months
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Sanctify me when I'm dead - Chapter 3:  You're so high, you have to be an angel
Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Yellowjackets (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Laura Lee/Lottie Matthews, Laura Lee & Lottie Matthews, Laura Lee & Everyone, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Shauna Shipman/Jackie Taylor, Van Palmer/Taissa Turner, Jackie & Laura Lee & Lottie & Misty & Natalie & Shauna & Taissa & Van (Yellowjackets)
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“A party?” Laura Lee blurted out, more and more put off by the idea. “But… We’re going to be alright. We’re going to make it out of here!”
At that moment, although she tried to ignore it, Laura Lee understood why so many people were reluctant to join the church and incapable of believing in priests who claimed to speak God’s word. In her voice, those words did not sound as true as they did when Lottie spoke them out loud first.
“Open your eyes, Laura Lee. We’re dead,” Jackie said.
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lottieshauna · 6 months
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a really bad liar
Chapters: 1/? Word count: 13, 374 Fandom: Yellowjackets (TV) Rating: M Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lottie Matthews/Shauna Shipman Characters: Jackie Taylor, Natalie Scatorccio, Taissa Turner, Van Palmer Additional tags: Alternate Universe - No Plane Crash, Pre-Series, everyone is 18+, Making Out, Explicit Language
Summary: “No,” She takes another step closer, and with her eyes properly adjusted, she can see the small smile playing on Lottie’s face. “You signed up for 7 Minutes in Heaven, so we can play that, if you want.”
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Shauna gets stuck with Lottie for 7 Minutes in Heaven. No big deal. They're just going to talk... right?
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chappelroans · 3 months
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fandom: yellowjackets
pairing: lottie matthews/natalie scatorccio
rating: M
word count: 37,772
chapters: 4/?
“Morning,” Lottie says, using one hand to rub at the drowsiness in her eyes. Natalie thinks, against all better judgment, that it’s kind of endearing in a way. That is, until she sees what Lottie’s other hand is holding.  “You forgot this,” Lottie says through a yawn, wide and exhausted, showing her white canines before lowering her mouth back into a teasing smile. Her eyes are dewy with the morning chill and she chews on her bottom lip.  “I can take it,” Natalie says, reaching out a hand to grab the hat. It’s pulled just out of reach.  “You know, I think I might hang onto it for today,” Lottie says with a playful grin, turning her body slightly to avoid Natalie’s grabbing hands and growing ire.  “Very funny, give it here.”  Lottie dusts out the inside and places it on her head with a smile. She’s too tall, Natalie can’t reach it now. She can only stare upwards with a frown. Lottie’s eyes have never been more golden.  “How does it look?” Natalie huffs and rolls her eyes. “You look like a real cowboy, now can you give it back?” “Just for today? Please?” Lottie asks, begs, her eyes pitiful and pouting, the teasing ebbing out of her voice like a wave. “It’s cold out here and it keeps my ears warm.” It’s a bit big on her, the rim now accustomed to Natalie’s head. It droops slightly downwards and does, in fact, cover the tips of Lottie’s ears, which are already rosy and pink with the winter air. Natalie sighs.  “Just for today. You better not lose it.” “I wouldn’t dream of taking it off.”
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ianthelordof · 1 year
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My first time binding a fic that I didn’t write!
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This is Pure Imagination by @star-gazing-knight a very fun Young Justice birdflash fic! I made a copy for myself and I sent one to Star. I’m pretty proud of how these turned out and I’m looking forward to binding more in the future!
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lesbianjackies · 6 months
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hey hello hi so i am starting a yellowjackets jackieshaunalottienat fic but do not currently have a betareader who is familiar with yellowjackets. if anyone would be willing to be my yellowjackets fic betareader that would be so very much appreciated thank you!! please just send me a dm if you’re interested <3
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leitnerpiper420 · 2 months
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au where tai pulls the queen instead of nat and van dies instead of javi and tai becomes antler queen
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danisbrainrot · 20 days
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jackie taylor x reader
how have I not written about her yet??? anyways, doing the lord's work (aka what shauna should have done).
everyone stood in shock, watching as jackie stormed out of the room after her explosive argument with shauna. you glanced at the door and back at shauna, unsure whether or not to chase after her or stay and comfort your friend.
tai was by shauna's side immediately, comforting her as the girl sobbed into her chest. still, none of the girls made a move to follow jackie outside.
you weren't stupid. it was hard not to notice how it was getting colder recently, or how all the animals were stocking up and going into hibernation. you knew winter was just around the corner, and feared that jackie could fall prey to it.
you didn't want to be that girl who followed after her, since shauna was a good friend to you and you didn't want to show her you were picking sides. however, you knew that if you didn't do something, no one else would; jackie was one of the most stubborn people you'd ever met, she wasn't going to come inside on her own volition. no, she'd have to be convinced.
at first, you found yourself standing above coach ben, who was still shocked from watching the argument unfold. "coach, you need to do something about that. jackie can't sleep outside," you whisper, glancing back to see if anyone was watching you.
he shook his head, "sorry, but I don't want to get involved in you girls' arguments," he replies, groaning softly as he moves to readjust himself into a better position.
"you're an adult. jackie will listen to you," you beg, but to no avail. ben shakes his head and refuses again, forcing you to look elsewhere. your eyes land on nat, who—granted held a bit of disdain for your captain—would surely see the consequences of leaving jackie outside to freeze.
however, you were no longer sure when travis pulls her in and whispers something in her ear; they both glance towards the door and you knew they'd be no help.
you stared out the window, watching jackie's pathetic attempt at starting a fire with pity. she really wasn't made for the wilderness, that was obvious. it was clear from day one she wouldn't contribute much, since all she'd done was complain, whinge and refuse to help with the chores. but you still remember the sweet and inspiring team captain on your soccer team; you can't help wonder what went wrong.
finally having enough, you quickly slipped outside, going unnoticed by no one. you'd take the dirty glares and rude comments if it meant coercing jackie back inside. you always listened to your gut rather than what people had to say, and right now, your gut was yelling at you to go talk to her.
jackie's gaze lingers on you as you sit beside her. after a beat of silence, she crosses her arms over her and chest and says, "if shauna sent you out here—"
"no one sent me out here," you reply, watching the flickering flames about to go out. it's silent again as you work up the nerve to beg her to come inside and she tried to work out why you were talking to her.
jackie sniffles, trying to hide the fact she'd been crying; it doesn't matter, since you can tell from her red eyes. "she's my best friend and she hates me," jackie mumbles, resting her arms against her legs and her chin on her lap. you're silent, happy to listen to jackie vent—it was for the best, because you weren't going to pretend to know anything about her relationship with shauna. "and you know what's the stupidest part? I don't even love jeff. . . I don't know if I even like him. she broke my heart and I don't know why."
"talk to her about it—and I mean talk, not argue," you reply earnestly, not sure how else someone was supposed to react to this situation. "you feel betrayed, and she feels overshadowed. you still have time to sort this out. fuck! we're in the woods and no one's coming to find us. you have plenty of time to tell her how you feel," jackie looks up at you with tears in her eyes. she's lost for words, and you smile at her gently, assuring yourself that she'd listen.
she shakes her head and sits up, however, making your smile fade. "no, she doesn't want to talk to me right now," jackie mumbles, kicking at one of the stones and accidentally sending it flying into the fire. "and I don't want to talk to her," she adds hastily, making you raise your eyebrow questioningly, "she's in the wrong, I shouldn't have to apologise to her," you roll you eyes at her stubbornness.
"fine, but I'm not leaving until you're inside with me," you snap. you watch her rub her arms up and down, and notice how chill the weather had gotten. was it always like this at night? how did jackie expect to survive through the night. "come on, jackie. I don't want to wake up in the morning to you looking like a smurf."
jackie burst into laughter, making you join too. "god, I'll be fine. don't worry. no frosty the snowman here," she promises. but you're no stranger to the cold. to snow. "I'll be alright, I just can't stand to look at her right now."
it falls quiet again, as you both mull over what she said. you can't help yourself, fearing the worst, you blurt out, "dying isn't worth it, y'know," she raises her eyebrows, "jackie taylor, you're the pettiest person I know. . . but to freeze out here because you're mad at shauna? that's a lot, even for you," you softly explain.
jackie scoffs, rolling her eyes before shivering again, "oh my god, I'm not going to die out here. I have a blanket, I'm wearing a jacket and a roaring. . . well, not roaring, but I have a fire," she points out. "it's not just gonna randomly snow in the middle of the night," you sigh, realising that she was convinced. there was no bringing her inside—and it was getting cold, even for you.
you bite your bottom lip, getting up to kiss her on the forehead. "I love you, okay? I don't want anything bad to happen to you," she looks up at you in shock, "come inside when you're ready, but please, don't stay out here all night. if not because of the weather, then because the wolves that attacked van are close by," she nods, and turns to face the weak fire again as you walk off.
"wait!" she calls out, standing up and chasing after you. your body fills with warmth as you silently rejoice at convincing her to come inside. "what do you mean you love me?"
you froze in your spot, feeling your heart race and your cheeks fill with heat. "I think you know," you reply, hoping that if she didn't feel the same way, she'd assume you were talking platonically.
jackie stares at you, breathing heavily, before she pulls you into a hug. "thank you, for caring enough to come out here," she whispers. you smile softly in return; she leans into you, kissing you gently on the lips. you were in shock for a moment, in complete disbelief that jackie liked you that way—that she liked girls that way. soon, you realised that the kiss was real, and that she wanted you; savouring the sweet moment, you mourned the loss of her lips on your own. "wow, your lips are so warm," you laugh at her, glancing back at the cabin ready to grab her hand when she flinched out of your grasp. "I'm not ready yet. . . stay out here with me?"
you nod, joining her to sit on the log again. you added some kindling to the fire as she snuggled up close to you. it was nice to feel her this close, and know she liked you back—even if it seemed like it was because she was lonely. it didn't matter to you, however, as you focused instead on the way she relied on you for warmth, and the way the flames danced.
after what felt like half an hour (but was closer to two hours) you notice the lights turning off, "it's cold, I'm going back inside," you announce.
jackie nods, "okay. I'll just be a little longer," she replies, shooting you a reassuring smile. you kiss her forehead again, and take sullen steps towards the cabin.
you glance at her once again, tempted to drag her inside, kicking and screaming, but you decide to leave her be. you receive dirty glares when you come back inside. you feel even smaller knowing you'd failed to bring her back in, so it was for nothing.
you accidentally lock eyes with mari, before glancing back at the ground. once you reached the fireplace to warm up, that's when the comments began. "of course you'd chase after jackie," mari snipes, shaking her head.
"it's so cold outside! I was worried she'd actually sleep out there and freeze," you reply, defending yourself.
you heard tai scoff, and looked for shauna, only to find her missing. "she chose to go outside," van mumbles, staring at the floor to avoid your gaze. you stare at her in disbelief.
you glance around the room, seeing no one agree with you—not even misty. nat and travis stared at the ground, also avoiding your eyes. "guys, now is not the time to be petty, she could've been in serious danger," you cry. no one responds, and you can't help but groan and roll your eyes.
"we saw you kiss her," misty announces. you look taken aback, but don't say anything. "three times," she adds, and you bite back the retort you were ready to sling at her.
instead you walk towards your bed, slipping under the sheets and pretending like you didn't notice everyone's gaze on you. eventually, tai heads upstairs and you hear everyone shuffle into their beds—but still no jackie.
your eyelids grow heavy, and as they do, you could swear you hear a door creak open. you smile in your dreamy state, knowing that jackie had finally come back inside. . .
"no, no, no, no, no!" shauna screams, jumping over you and racing outside. you jolt awake, your heart racing as you look around at all the confused faces of the girls. suddenly, it occurs to you, jackie's not one of them.
scrambling to your feet, you and tai are the first ones out the door after shauna. you have no idea why she's carrying on when you finally realise the ground had changed from green to white overnight. shauna was hunched over something in the snow, which at first glance, looked like a log.
it takes you a minute to process the scene in front of you; when it does, it feels like you've been hit by a train. your stomach drops and you feel your heart shatter into a million pieces.
shauna was on her hands and knees, screaming and crying while shaking her best friend. "jackie, wake up!" she wails. tai is by her side immediately, holding onto her and trying to comfort her.
your hand flies to your mouth as you begin to sob as well. no, no! this isn't right! jackie came inside last night! I heard her! you can't help but think. you could've sworn the door was opened. . . but here jackie was, covered in a blanket of snow, as you fell to your knees and mourned the girl you'd had a crush on since middle school.
you feel a pair of arms on your shoulders, as you lean into them for comfort, letting your tears run freely. you couldn't stand to look at the sight anymore without feeling guilty. you'd done everything you could, but was that truly enough? you should've done more! you should've dragged her inside! slapped some sense into shauna or the coach! you should have stayed by her side! tried harder to convince her! or at least kept her warm all night!
but you didn't, and you knew that would haunt you til your dying breath.
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novaviis · 5 months
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All The King’s Men.
Chapter Four. Trouble Follows
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Watercolour Series.
Words: 30k Status: In Progress Rating: Mature Relationships: Dick Grayson/Wally West, BatFamily
Summary:
A threat against the Wayne Family arises, one that forces them into hiding. Stuck out in a cabin hidden in the mountains of Montana, Dick has to juggle keeping his family from tearing itself apart, missing his fiance like crazy, and a mystery that has plagued him all his life.
Chapter Four Excerpt:
Jason, hauling a bundle of freshly chopped but slightly damp firewood inside, dumped it by the hearth before flopping backwards onto the adjacent couch. “Who’s on dinner duty?” he asked as he folded his arms under his head. “Honestly, I’ve lost track,” Dick replied.  Bruce made his way into the living room not long after, from where Dick had no idea. Even in this limited amount of space, he had a tendency to vanish and reappear without warning. “Lost track of what?”  “Whose turn it is to make dinner,” Dick clarified.  “I believe it’s my turn,” said Bruce. Dick and Jason both sat up and exchanged a wary glance. They hadn’t exactly been aiming for subtlety, but Bruce caught on regardless, crossing his arms with a scowl. “What?” “Nothing,” Dick answered quickly. “It’s just – y’know, I was thinking about doing sloppy joes with the leftover buns from Friday night. Why don’t I take care of dinner tonight?”  “What makes you think I can’t handle sloppy joes?” Bruce challenged. He wouldn’t be so easily distracted from the implied insult. Dick had known better – but who could blame him for trying? Dick cringed, floundering for a lie that would hopefully land softly. “It’s not that you can’t handle–”  “You’ve had a Butler cooking your meals your entire life,” Jason cut him off, looking at Dick’s soft landing and pushing the truth straight off a cliff into the jagged rocks below. “You can’t cook, Bruce.” 
Just some wholesome family conent and surely nothing will go wrong.
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novelconcepts · 3 months
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if you wanna play it like a game (come on, come on, let's play)
Watching her friends develop crushes is beyond embarrassing. It makes her feel like she's from another planet, witnessing them all turn into out-and-out morons at the drop of a hat.
Could never be Taissa's problem.
(based largely on conversation with @owltrifecta, thank youuu for yet another plot bunny bopping around my brain.)
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Taissa’s fourteen when she really decides who she’s going to be. The image has been growing a little more solid with every passing year since leaving elementary school behind, and now—now she finds it cast in cement. No; something stronger. Bronze. Steel. Titanium. She’s fourteen when she decides who she’s meant to be. In a word: cool. In a word: collected. In a word: calculated. Taissa Turner isn’t going to find herself dragged through this world at anyone’s mercy but her own. Taissa Turner is going to attack life head-on and come out doused in the blood of her enemies. (She makes the mistake of phrasing it exactly this way once. Her mother promptly cancels their HBO subscription, concerned about her only daughter’s viewing habits.)
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lesbianlotties · 4 months
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The love that discovered the sin (Lover, be good to me) - Lottie/Laura Lee
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Yellowjackets (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Laura Lee/Lottie Matthews Characters: Laura Lee (Yellowjackets), Lottie Matthews Words: 9,746
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“You know I used to have some… apprehension, when it comes to… this,” Laura Lee explained, and not a second after she first looked down at her lap, Lottie’s tender fingertips were at her chin, tilting her face up to face those infinitely beautiful and deep brown eyes of hers. “I can get, um, nervous. Or I start overthinking, when we…”
“When we fuck,” Lottie said, smiling in a way that showed just the briefest but most tantalizing glimpse of sharp white teeth when she spoke.
“When we have sex, yes,” Laura Lee said in a rushed whisper. “I want to stop worrying and… thinking so much,” Laura Lee whispered.
She sneaked a glance at the blindfold Lottie was holding. There was no need to elaborate on the long story they already discussed about misinterpreted religion and a lifetime of ingrained shame.
Laura Lee thought about what Lottie wanted to hear, she licked her lips, and said, “I want to forget everything else, just focus on you… your touch… how much I want you.”
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lottieshauna · 3 months
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a really bad liar
Chapters: 4/7 (previous post) Word Count: 15,687 Fandom: Yellowjackets Rating: M Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lottie Matthews/Shauna Shipman, Shauna Shipman & Jackie Taylor, Laura Lee & Lottie Matthews & Natalie Scatorccio, Natalie Scatorccio/Jackie Taylor (minor) Characters: Shauna Shipman, Lottie Matthews, Jackie Taylor, Natalie Scatorccio, Taissa Turner, Van Palmer, Laura Lee Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Plane Crash, Pre-Series, Explicit Language, Slow Burn Summary:
Oh. So she hadn’t picked it up by accident. There’s writing on the back that doesn’t belong to her, penmanship that’s a little too pretty… and familiar. Her heart races as soon as she recognizes it and she holds the paper with both hands, her eyes tracing over the words quickly, excitedly.
It’s so dumb, so so silly, but there’s a smile that’s already forming on her face and her stomach hasn’t stopped fluttering since she realized who the note was from.
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Shauna has a problem she can't quite admit to herself.
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chappelroans · 7 months
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fandom: yellowjackets
rating: E
pairing: lottie matthews/laura lee
word count: 15,626
The only thing that’s true is Lottie’s unexpected tenderness towards Laura Lee. The only thing that’s true is that she’s never looked at boys like that. If that’s worthy of fire, the simple comfort of familiar arms, the thready heartbeat in her chest, maybe she deserves to feel the heat. Maybe she’ll walk backwards into it. Maybe she’ll fold her arms across her chest and drown in the hearth like a christening.
She’s been baptized. Maybe she can finally enter the holy kingdom of Laura Lee’s eyes without the spindling web of confusion tying across every corner of her chest. She couldn’t be closer to God than when she has Laura Lee’s hand in hers.
or, lottie matthews' discovery of how holy kissing a girl can be -- especially when that girl is a saint
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miwtual · 9 months
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you don’t wanna know me (i will just let you down)
— shauna shipman character study, yellowjackets
words: 1,260 rating: Teen And Up Audiences warnings: Major Character Death relationships: Shauna Shipman & Jackie Taylor characters: Shauna Shipman additional tags: Post-Season/Series 02, Hurt No Comfort, Diary/Journal, Character Study, Not Beta Read, Canon Compliant, Survivor Guilt, Title from a Taylor Swift Song
summary: shauna shipman writes through her feelings after the cabin burned down.
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