#i love all of the yj girls

[harundraws]

doing some curiouscat - art requests in honor of hitting 1k follows on twitter and someone requested *checks notes* "GENLISSA BARK BARK BARK ABRK ABRKK ABRK" so here is genlissaaaaa ♡

[rainedropsart]

Cassie Sandsmark they could never make me hate you. Even if they’re trying. Really hard

Also idk if Greta and Cassie were technically roommates at Saint Elias’s but who else would it be. They’re buddies. Bonds forged in Yj are unbreakable unfortunately

[weaverofink]

I don’t know how to explain it but the instant i saw that post i got intense kon energy from it. at least he’s trying

[novelconcepts]

The more the show progresses, the more I want to see the 90s cast infiltrating the modern timeline. We've gotten hints of it with Shauna and her younger self, her Jackie hauntings. We've gotten a little more with adult Lottie seeing teenage Nat (and Laura Lee), and with Natalie getting teenage Lottie in her final moments. I want more. I want the teen cast to be absolutely invasive on pivotal adult moments, infecting their adult counterparts when least expected. I want Taissa's argument with Van to dissolve into their teenage selves, their bond endless and timeless and inescapable. I want Misty absolutely wrecked by young Natalie lurking around corners, watching from mirrors. I want to see these women unable to navigate adulthood without the specters of their teenage selves cropping up absolutely everywhere, more and more as they let the memories in, as they stop being able to repress the trauma. They didn't grow up. They never could. You are always doomed to regress around your high school teammates. You are haunted by the phantom elements of your misspent youth. It is a comfort, and it is a gift, and it is a trial, and it is a curse. I would love to see that reflected with greater intensity, until the lines blur, until the timelines have no choice but to intersect. They haven't escaped themselves at all. They didn't grow up. They just got older.

[maleistired]

[necrotic-nephilim]

in the tags of that one fab five poly post you mentioned that you are a core four enthusiast and I’d love to hear if you have any Kon headcanons or just any yj headcanons in general, I love those little guys

!!! i love Kon so much, he's one of my fave guys. i actually got into the 90s era of comics to read his solo run, YJ(98), and then i just spiralled from there. i've got lots of headcanons about both Kon and YJ

for Kon specifically, i'm really attached to the headcanon of him and Power Girl being friends. i think the idea of them bonding over imposter syndrome over feeling like Kryptonians who don't neatly fit into the Superfam would be very crunchy. it's my Kara Zor-L stan showing, but i've got a lot of fic ideas where they end up close. similarly: i also think a friendship between Kon and Bizarro could be fun, both being clones of Superman made by Lex.

for a YJ headcanon: i hold FIRMLY to the belief that Bart knew TIm's secret identity before YJ even formed he just. never mentioned it bc no one asked him. the way they meet in Robin Plus Impulse, i see no world where Bart doesn't figure it out. i think it makes for a hilarious concept that Tim's identity real is a big deal and he uses the whole fake name Alvin Draper and Bart just blurts out that he's Tim Drake. i know we all love TimKon, but I'm a bit of a TimBart truther and i think it could be a fun little moment for them.

back to Kon: this is less of a headcanon and more of just a thought: but i wish we had more content about the Ravers, Kon's team before YJ. i won't everytime i think about Superboy & the Ravers i have to look it up to convince myself i didn't hallucinate that entire comic. but it was so fun. there was a road trip arc. a canon queer character who's arc was handled shockingly well for the 90s. (and the homophobic character was the one who got the unhappy ending while the gay man got to be happy with a bf?? revolutionary.) i personally believe Hero Cruz was Kon's gay awakening. i won't elaborate on this. anyway i wish we saw more of Kon thinking about this team after YJ formed and maybe missing some of his old party friend losers.

also on the note of Kon, i love any exploration of his canon experiences with being groomed by just about every woman he "dated" in the 90s. i'm such a fan of when a character becomes hypersexual to cope with their trauma that they haven't realized even is trauma. and i think Kon fits that bar perfectly. the first real attention he got outside of being attached to Superman's legacy was sexual attention from women, so of course he would lean into that and not realize how fucked up it was until years later. i love when it shapes his relationships in fanfiction, especially if he doesn't realize it. whether it's Tana Moon or Knockout or just about any other woman, there's a lot of material to explore.

Kon is one of the few characters i will venture out of pre-Flashpoint for because i think his complex over Jon Kent has the potential to be really complex and fun. i think everyone misunderstands Kon and Clark's relationship (i blame the Young Justice cartoon. i've had arguments you wouldn't believe over Kon on TikTok-) as father/son and that Clark is constantly pushing Kon away in favor of Jon, and that's just not true. the issue is that Kon was *forgotten* by the timeline shifting without him bc he was off on Gemworld. and to me, that's more interesting than making Clark some kind of absent father to him. it's an issue of the world he remembers not existing anymore and most of the world not remembering him either, and now there's a new Superboy replacing him. idk man that's fun. i have a lot of thoughts about the feelings Kon would have about Jon, wondering if the timeline shift was meant to "correct" Superboy to make a version of Superboy that was meant to exist and Kon wasn't. this very much ties into my thoughts on how he and Power Girl would have a lot to bond over, feeling displaced in a world that doesn't need them. that's where Kon's identity issues stem from. that said, i always prefer a Kon who actually gets along pretty well with the Superfam, including Clark and Jon. most of his conflict is internal, not external. it's what makes him crunchy.

more YJ headcanon: i think the shift from the Teen Titans to YJ from the perspective of the mentors is fascinating. YJ got a lot more freedom and less supervision, it's like how parents don't try as hard when they have more kids. so i love the headcanon that half the time the League has no damn clue what YJ is up to. they played baseball to save the universe? yeah they never mentioned it to their mentors. no one asked. the lack of supervision, sans a robot, makes them incredibly creative with how they solve problems. they don't approach anything traditionally because no one is properly guiding them. since they're a new generation of sidekicks, most of them holding a mantle that was passed down to them (or at the very least they're a new generation of a superhero family) it holds a bit of imposter syndrome. all of them are internally panicking 90% of the time while trying to appear collected around each other. they're actively a collective disaster because of it.

personally, i view the Core Four as more of a queerplatonic polycule than a romantic one? like i think it's fun to explore polycule dynamics where it's not actually everyone dating everyone, but far more complex of some people dating, some people are familial, some people are fucking, and we don't even know what those two have going on. it's complicated, you know? messy and codependent. i don't see them as a neat polycule whatsoever. it's like an on and off again relationship but with four people that also occasionally includes others. i'm personally a fan of the potential of the Young Justice (2019) team being a polycule except none of them have any clue who's dating who. every single one of them *will* give you a different answer. half of them aren't even aware of the other's sexualities. Jinny has come out as a lesbian like four times to her own polycule. i'm a big fan of this team and i wish there was more fan content for it.

random smaller headcanon: i do think Kon can cook and i think no one believes him when he tells them. bc the issue isn't he can't cook, it's that he never has food in his fridge or pantry to cook with. that boy was raised with Ma and Pa Kent, he can make a *mean* hotdish with whatever he finds. just don't expect him to ever repeat a recipe bc he will never have that exact combination of ingredients in his kitchen again. he is however, horrible at baking bc cooking is an art and baking is a science and you will never catch him following a recipe in his life.

i think Kon regularly uses his TTK to save his teammates during fights and just. never mentions it. like in small ways, such as slightly moving flying debris that's about to hit them, making a villain's punch have more resistance so it doesn't hit as hard, slightly pulling them out of the way. no one knows for like. *years*. i'm very obsessed with pushing TTK to the limits and exploring how it makes Kon hyperaware of his surroundings. it's a literal sixth sense and i think he's passively always aware of everything, even when he's relaxing. no one realizes just how much control he exerts over a fight. which means he's holding himself back most of the time, and in my opinion for the reasons of being afraid of himself, and afraid of the Luthor parts of him. so he just. balances a fight in little, unnoticeable ways.

it's one of my headcanons that if Kon started openly dating Tim Drake, Lex would immediately try to get closer to Kon bc not only would he approve of Kon dating someone from high society, but he'd want to try to use Tim's power within his family's company and Bruce's company as leverage. of course it wouldn't work, but it'd be a fun mind game if Lex vs Tim with Kon just stuck in the middle. i have a vague fanfic idea for this I'll probably never write.

this is a cursed headcanon: but i believe Kon has an incest kink. the number of times he's canonically expressed incestual feelings (both on purpose and on accident) is not on purpose in the text, but the fact it keeps happening means i'm personally just going to run with it. i think KonJayTim is fun bc even if Tim and Jason don't see each other as siblings, Kon would make it a kink anyway. i will leave you on that cursed note.

[lesbianlotties]

okay one more thought for tonight. but. watching teen Shauna having sex with Jeff doesn't feel at all like Jeff is cheating on Jackie. it feels like SHAUNA is the one cheating on Jackie

[warrior-of-storms]

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The balancing act between "world's biggest superhero nerd" Kamala and "can't make the characters all-knowing" me is very difficult. Anyway I imagine that the various teen hero groups get mixed up a lot by your average everyday person, and that probably only gets harder in a world that has both Marvel and DC characters :)

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

I love how Young Justice fanart has to be tagged with ship names because otherwise you would have zero clue if it's supposed to be ship art. The core four are just Like That™. Cuddling? Holding hands? Sharing clothes? That's just the YJ aesthetic bro.

If I see fan art of [insert YJ member here] and [insert YJ member here] sharing a smoothie I'm like 'Hell yeah man 👍 that's some good ole fashioned friend bonding time. You go you funky lil non heteronormative teenagers, you go break the societal expectations of normative friendship boundaries'.

And then if I see that same art but tagged with a ship name I'm like 'Hehe, yeah probably 👍'

Either way I'm happy and having fun and enjoying some good art so win/win situation

[themarshmallownerd]

A Lazarus Drug

Summary: While stranded in the Canadian wilderness, the struggling survivors of the Yellowjackets soccer team discover they're not alone in the woods surrounding their camp. Deeper in the woods lies the nest for a mysterious force. A force with the tempting power to bring fallen teammates back from the dead. However, there is a price to pay for those who tamper with the barrier between life and death, for the souls that go into the ground are not the same as the souls that come out.

Relationships: Shauna Shipman/Jackie Taylor; Lottie Matthews/Natalie Scatorccio; Minor Taissa Turner/Van Palmer

Ratings: Mature (M) for canon-typical violence, cannibalism, and character death (though the major character deaths are temporary)

Link: Chapter 1 (AO3)

A/N: Trying something new with this AU (and by new, I mean a hell of a lot of angst lol). Chapter count may change depending on how long the individual chapters end up being, so we'll just have to see where this takes us! The lore for this is also heavily based on the logic behind Stephen King's Pet Sematary, so as you could imagine with that source material, and the themes of Yellowjackets in general, there will be a lot of talk of death, and violence, and survival horror.

Preview: “Sorry about that,” the nurse said in that nasally voice of his. He stepped further into the room, practically hugging the tray of food to his lanky, stick-like frame. “I’ll ask the receptionist to turn that down.”

Shauna couldn’t care less. She merely stayed stone-still on her perch on the very edge of the bed, her blank stare trained on the door to the main hall where the nurse had just emerged.

“Got some lunch for you,” the nurse went on cheerily, setting down the tray on the metal stand just beside the bed. He appraised the small assortment of paper bowls filled with drab-colored slop for a few seconds, then filled in the persisting silence with a small explanation of, “The smaller portions are just for now. Just to slowly reintroduce your bodies to proper foods. Too much too soon could result in you getting sick.”

Shauna inhaled deeply at the thought. Her head turned away as much as physically possible. In her peripheral, she could see the slanted rays of sun that peeked through the blinds of the window just behind her. She shut her eyes, trying to stem the flow of memories of that first spring in the Wilderness.

When she opened her eyes again, she went back to staring blankly at the door. 

Her peripheral vision caught the nurse shifting restlessly in his place, scratching at the hair of his beard along his jaw like a nervous dog. He cleared his throat, before filling in the silence again. “Well, I’ll just leave this here. No rush to finish it, of course. And if you need anything else, please don’t hesitate to press the call button.”

Shauna glanced over as he held up the tiny remote with a single button. Then at the nurse, and his small, condoling smile. 

It was almost pathetic, how relieved he seemed at the prospect of her finally acknowledging his presence. Even with something as minute as a glance. 

Perhaps the Shauna of Before would have smiled back. Just to be polite. Or maybe even out of genuine gratitude. The Shauna of Before would have been relieved to finally be in the company of someone so well-meaning and friendly after so long surrounded by nothing but animals, both of the wilderness’ natural domain and her own creations. 

The Shauna of Now can’t find the energy to so much as feign cordiality. She couldn’t find it in herself to do much of anything at all.

She went back to staring at the door. 

At the same time, the door crept open again. Another nurse poked her head in, just enough to show her face and short bob of red hair. Like her colleague, she shot Shauna a polite smile as they made eye contact before her attention promptly switched to the other person in the room.

“James,” she whispered loudly, waving him over with one hand. 

The first nurse didn’t waste a second, scurrying over to join her in the hallway. The door hung slightly ajar in their wake, offering a view of James’s profile to Shauna’s unbreaking stare. 

“We’re gonna have to do their blood work again,” the second nurse announced. “Something must have gone haywire down in the labs. Only one of the tests actually came back with results.”

“What about the rest?” the first one queried, taking a file from her to check the results for himself.

“The others’ results said they were dead.”

There was a beat of silence as James continued to read over the paperwork. Then, he stuffed the files into a purple folder with a half-hearted chuckle. “OK, yeah. That’s one hell of a glitch. Alright…” 

He sighed tiredly as he considered the work they would have to do for a second time. He and the second nurse promptly decided who would cover which tasks in the blood testing process. 

James swiftly ducked back into Shauna’s room, explaining the situation to her as if she wasn’t within earshot for the previous conversation. Though in fairness to him, she offered no indication that she had been listening. Or that she was listening to him right now. 

She merely kept staring at the door, unblinking. Unfeeling. Not quite processing that the world of the Wilderness was truly gone. 

“Of course, it can wait until after you all have had something to eat,” the nurse said in conclusion to his little spiel. “Again, take your time with getting through your food. I’m gonna do a quick check-in with your friends, see where they’re at. In the meantime, are you sure there isn’t anything you can think of that we should be on alert for during our examinations? Any allergies to medications we should be aware of? Anything that happened to you recently, like serious injuries or illness symptoms? Anything that happened out there that feels worth reporting at all?”

He asked that question earlier. Back when they were drawing blood from her mindlessly compliant arm the first time. She couldn’t remember giving any answer. 

She didn’t think she had spoken at all thus far. Nor in the past few days. 

What could even be said of what happened to them out there? She wasn’t sure if she could even remember what all were true events or what were strangely lucid nightmares. 

She could feel the effects of being aphonic now, as her tongue reticently unpeeled itself from the roof of her mouth. Her gaze still couldn’t seem to break away from the doorway, which should have been her first sign that her mind wasn’t entirely with her as she tried to answer.

“We were being punished.”

That much, she knew for sure.

In the corner of her eye, she could see James lean in closer, as though he hadn’t heard her across the scant six inches between them. “I’m sorry?”

Shauna properly looked to him then, meeting dark hickory brown eyes with her own. The most she could conjure in terms of an explanation for her words was an equally listless sounding, “My friend called her piano teacher a cunt.”

[medievalwife]

im not trying to start drama in the yj fandom but out of all the yj posts i see on my dash and thru searches, only about 4% are about taissa turner and about half of those are about taissa’s relationship with van. now im not saying this is internalized anti-blackness on most of the fandom’s part but i do think it’s interesting that while tai is a central character on the show, her importance is very much diminished by the rest of the fandom in favor of characters like shauna nat and jackie etc.

[jackietaylorssidehoe]

What yellowjackets girl are you JackieTaylorssidehoe??

Depending on my mood but recently I've been going through being a Shauna girl 😭🙏 love all my traumatised babies tho‼️

[novelconcepts]

God, there’s something about the framing of Shauna beating up on Lottie. To have Lottie place her hands deliberately behind her back. To have her expressly ask the only boys to leave the room—to have her ask Travis to take Javi out of the room, as this kind of scene would normally request a young woman to be removed before the violence can start. To have no slapping, no hair-pulling, but the sheer escalation of grief into brutality. To pull no punches. And to cut in all these slow motion scenes of the women they become—traumatized, grief-stricken, lonely, guilty, dying—dancing, laughing, letting the snow wash away the blood and the pain for a little while. Letting the friendship montage together with the violence. It’s poetic, and it’s awful, and it’s perfectly done in the most haunting sense.

[maddy-ferguson]

to be honest, misty's character normally seems like someone who'd die. the reason she survived/survives is that she is crazy and abnormal. aside from that her alienation is similar to jackie's in certain aspects, both of them are not respected by the other girls and aren't wanted.

you're so right she is alienated like jackie is and i think the difference between the two is that jackie isn't used to it she loses her status after the crash whereas misty earns a lot of respect when they get stranded and the girls start relying on her. i think about misty telling on jackie when she didn't do the prayer in the season one finale so often like jackie was literally giving her dating advice and doing her make up the day before and that's how she repays her!!! it's because she knows to do stuff like that that she makes it but that jackie never could. i saw someone say that jackie was in the wrong genre the other day and i think that the opposite is true of misty like in any other piece of media she would've been a goner

[demadogs]

i need to go on a major following spree and follow like a hundred more blogs bc there is such a lack of gifsets on my dash and 90% of the gifs i do see are things ive never watched

[lesbianlotties]

you know what. suddenly i don't want time to pass and ep 8 to get here. i do not want to reach the end of the season. i think i'm just going to stay here. i don't want to know more. i wont be able to handle the season being over <3