#im in the wilderness as we speak

[queen-of-obsessing]

When you see a post about a ship you don't like:

[saltedbirdcat]

Guys omg…Gelphie set to Ma Meilleure Ennmie from Arcane

THE LYRICS ARE SO THEM IN THEIR BREAKUP/DIVORCE ERA HELLO?!?

[wisemins]

on a wonka note: willy wonka is autistic. literally no arguments to be made. i don't need to prove it. he is the proof.

[snufkinpipe]

Going on Tumblr and seeing what I got up to over the weekend is like a big wake up call because like what do you mean I accidentally awoken the Willy Wonka and the chocolate factory fandom by SAYING I think the original Wonka is the hottest one WHAT TIMELINE AM I LIVING IN WHERE I JUST ACCIDENTLY MADE A WHOLE ANIME PLOTLINE WERE EVERYONE GOES AFTER THE HOT MAIN CHARACTER!.

[poopman14]

two weird roommates who share a room together invite a coworker over to couch surf one night, the coworker isnt really feeling it but is desperate. at work the two roommates talk about their mouse problem and how just a lot of weird shit has been happening to them but the excuse are getting ridiculous like, "the mouse took my glasses!" "why would a rat take your glasses?" "you have to believe me!" and the manager is getting mad because they're late to like all of their shift lately and already weird. they act like weird twins and just stay to themselves but they overhear their coworker talking to a peer about needing a place to stay so theyre like: 👁️👄👁️ you can stay at our place henry (they speak in unison sometimes) and harry is like: absolutely the fuck not, also you have a rat problem

their like: no man its not even a huge deal , yeah man come stay etc etc. so harry says yes and then that night he goes to the apt and its like mostly okay but he notices the apt is a one bedroom and they are two grown amab people and he is like: wow i wonder if they're gay... but essentially they have dinner and a couple beers and hear some weird noises in the walls and just mouse noises (whatever noise a mouse makes) and they're like: god that mouse is so annoying , just all day this is all it is and then getting into shit

and so whatever they're about to sleep and they pull out the couch for harry and both roommates go into their shared bedroom and harry wonders whats gayer, a bunk bed or a full sized bed that they share ( he says out loud)

and so he turns off the light and can kinda hear the rat just making noises in the wall but he just ignores it and is on his phone, he then sees a HUGE shadow RUN into the kitchen like hunched? and so he turns on a light and goes into the kitchen and doesnt see anything and just decides hes been on his phone too much and turns off the light and goes to lay on the couch and turn into the couch and after awhile he gets this weird feeling and turns to the living room and sees a guy just like going through his bag and he starts yelling and tackles him

and so the roommates leave their bedroom (they are wearing matching pjs???) and is like: OMG WHATS GOING ON???

harry: THIS GUY BROKE IN AND IS GOING THROUGH MY SHIT DUDE

guy who lives in walls *pinned down but looks very annoyed*: um i didnt break in

roommate 1: what do you mean you didnt break in?

guy who lives in walls: uhhh, i literally live in the walls *rolls his eyes and clears throat to harry* will you get up?

harry *literally in shock but sputters* DUDE WHAT- NO YOU JUST TRIED TO GO THROUGH MY SHIT AND YOU LIVE IN THE WALLS OR SOMETHING?? WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN???

guy who lives in walls: i was looking for something cute but i can see why your ex broke up with you, who owns 8 star wars shirts? *harry, embarrassed gets up and huffs and stands there folding his arms* ALSO yes i literally live in the walls, its really not even that deep yall are dramatic *he gets up and brushes off his pants*

roommate 2: are... are those my pants?

guy who lives in walls:

roommate 1: thats my shirt!

harry is literally just staring at him and them and cannot believe what is going on

the pair™️: OUR GLASSES!!!

harry and the guy who lives in the walls: what

roommate 1 (top): yeah me and them share glasses cause it just saves money *roommate 2 (bottom) nods aggressively*

harry: how is that saving money? do you guys even have the same prescription?

roommate 2: no, but if one of us just takes the eye exam the other ones eyes will adjust eventually *roommate 1 nods aggressively*

guy who lives in the walls leans to harry and whispers audibly while harry is literally blinking trying to understand what is happening: yeah they literally ALWAYS act like that

harry: PLEASE GET AWAY YOU LITERALLY ARE LIVING IN SOMEONES WALLS AND STEALING THEIR CLOTHES YOURE JUST AS WEIRD AND MEAN! *is pained over his 8 star wars t shirts*

roommate 1: how long have you even lived in the walls anyway?

guy who lives in the walls: probably the 5th of september at 12:32pm. *he is scowling and stares at the roommates with disgust*

harry: that is too specific, why would you say it like that, and not a month ago

guy who lives in the walls: UM you are not the one being accused of being a fucking RAT??? imagine being called ugly, fat, and disgusting like every day

harry: YOU LITERALLY LIVE IN THE WALLS

guy who lives in the walls: its new york sweetheart, i pay my rent like EVERYONE else, also you are literally couch surfing so you should reflect on your situation before coming at ME! *he huffs, rolls his eyes, and sits on the end chair and gets on his phone, over it*

the roommates are just standing around thinking until roommate 2 speaks up: you know, it kind of makes sense

harry: HOW DOES ANY OF THIS MAKE SENSE? *he motions to them and then to guy living in walls* THERES A GROWN MAN LIVING IN YOUR WALLS, YOU TWO ARE WEARING MATCHING PJs, AND YOU SHARE ONE ROOM AT 26??? THERES NOTHING NORMAL ABOUT THIS, DOES NO ONE HAVE QUESTIONS?

harry is clearly distraught and literally heaving and sweating. roommate 2 speaks up after a couple moments: ...whose been eating our clothes?

guy who lives in the walls twiddles his fingers in the air from his phone and smiles: yep thats me babe! :)

roommate 1: and nibbling holes into our malt o meal boxes?

guy who lives in the walls: yep!

harry: WHO EVEN EATS MALT O MEAL IN 2023

roommate 2: and leaving small pieces of poop around in weird places that arent humanly possible?

they all look at guy who lives in the walls, who looks shocked and offended: I pay rent like everyone else, also the bathroom is in the bedroom and you guys just do weird shit

*harry has dream montage of him walking in and seeing them with no bed, just standing there staring at each other and holding onto each others arms and speaking in tongues*

guy who lives in walls shudders. harry is still in disbelief and is staring at the roommates: how are you not seeing a full GROWN MAN scurrying around the fucking apartment????

they shrug and roommate 1 sheepishly looks down: when we dont have our glasses its hard to see, so we just thought it was a big rat 😍 idk

harry:

harry:

harry: SO YOUVE SEEN HIM? THIS WHOLE TIME YOUVE SEEN A GROWN MAN COMING OUT FROM THE WALL AND DOING THIS AND YOU THOUGHT IT WAS A RAT? WHAT FUCKING RAT IS 6FT TALL-

roommmate 2: in our defense he was HUNCHED and SCURRYING

harry: ITS A MAN, HE DOESNT EVEN HAVE ANY HAIR, HE LOOKS LIKE A FUCKING TWINK

guy who lives in the walls: um im a top for your information

they turn to him at once and speak in unison: no *they turn back*

harry at this point is tired and sits on the couch and at this point isnt even suprised but curious: who are you even paying rent to?

guy who lives in the walls: the same people they pay, obvi

harry doesnt even ask and throws his hands up: literally i dont even know why i asked, this has been so fucking weird like-

guy who lives in the walls: yeah you're telling me, theyve been calling me a rat for like a month and still having gay sex in the kitchen when im just trying to get some malt o meal *he laughs and looks at harry like "you know what i mean?" harry looks at him like he has no skin on and shakes the entire thought from his head while the roommates are yelling about how "WHATS WRONG WITH YOU" and "YOU SICK BASTARD" roommate 2 is ashamed and covering their parts over their pjs

harry: i cant believe i agreed to come here

guy who lives in the wall stands: welp, its been real, its been fun, but it wasnt real fun :/. *he slaps harry on the shoulder and turns to walk past the roommate to a random part of the wall* i have a grindr date coming over in 30 so i need to get ready, but im glad we all had a lil bitch sess and got it all out! 😃 *points to harry before turning to the wall* also if you ever want a gf again, dont ever wear a stars wars shirt again!

guy who lives in the walls proceeds to rams into the wall so hard that it breaks and he just walks into all the piping and leaves covered in plaster

they are all staring and harry is crying into his hands

harry: i- i cant even say anything else

roommate 1: i was wondering how he was getting in.. and that weird hole in the bedroom...

roommate 2: i forgot to ask for the glasses...

[alicentsgf]

ngl i think an undercurrent of yellowjackets is that... literally none of them were at all mentally okay even before the crash. like theres lottie and tai obviously. but shauna clearly was not okay as well? textbook petulant type bpd imo, if we want to label it. nat was literally turning up to soccer practice smelling of booze, coping with the ptsd through self-medicating. misty... well the rat scene kind of speaks for itself. not to mention she was just incredibly isolated. jackie seems like she was very likely depressed. van im not sure but her home life must have been a huge stress on her, and we see how she copes through humor and emotional detachment.

with this being a story about the ways we're haunted by our pasts, i think its important we recognise most of them arrived in the wilderness already haunted. its what made what happened and who they became so inevitable. they were just so incredibly ill-equipped to cope with their circumstances.

[yjsteamwife1]

rabies prevention

mari ibarra x reader

description: you may have won capture the bone, but your girlfriend got bit by a rabid animal. the animal? shauna fucking shipman.

word count: 749

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"mari, lets go."

you grab your girlfriend gently by the wrist, leading her away from the group and back to your shared hut. she's grinning, looking back at your teammates before chanting out one last buzz.

she turns back around, now matching your pace. the fire in her step never leaves. victory, despite having been in the wilderness for who knows how long, will never not feel sweet.

but that didn't change the fact that your girlfriend might have rabies now.

"I need to clean your hand." you walked into the hut with mari, your hand finding the small of her back, guiding her to sit down.

she sat down, her grin fading into a grimace. "that fucking bitch," she muttered, looking down at her hand. you gave her a sympathetic smile, reaching out to rub one of her shoulders.

"im going to go get some water and something to wrap your hand in." you give a squeeze. "i'll be right back."

before you can even move to get up, someone else speaks to you.

"actually, you don't have to!" you and mari both flinch, looking towards the front. "I figured after that bite that you might need some care." misty smiles down at both of you, a small thing of water in one hand, wrap in the other.

"but it looks like you've got it covered, so I'll just leave these here for you."

you give a small smile, reaching out to take the stuff with a nod.

"well, I mean, unless you need some help! you know, I can-"

mari cuts misty off before she can continue. "we're fine, misty." you cringe at the strain in her voice, knowing shes trying her hardest to be nice to the girl after that round of capture the bone.

"oh. well," she moves to push her glasses up, "if you need me, you know where to find me!" she gives a laugh before leaving.

when she's gone, mari looks back at her hand and rolls her eyes. you set the stuff down on the floor, scooting yourself closer to mari. "well," you give a small smile, moving to gently grab her hand, "at least we can clean this thing faster now."

mari gives a scoff, rolling her eyes again. but, she let's you take her hand, and you count that as a win.

"she almost broke skin," you mutter, once again cursing shauna in your head. "you could have rabies you know." mari snickers at that.

you take a small article of clothing and dip it into the water, moving it back towards maris hand and gently wiping it down. she grimaced, fighting the urge to pull her hand back.

"fuck shauna dude."

you nod, agreeing with her statement. shauna was, in fact, being such a bitch lately, and this was doing her no favors in your book.

"I mean, even if I did have it," maris eyes are wide, her good hand helping her to pronunciate as she talks, "why the fuck would she bite me like that?" she points to the hand your now drying off.

"what a fucking psycho, am I right?" you nod again, now wrapping her hand up.

you do agree, of course. what shauna did was out of line. and quite frankly, a little scary. she almost broke flesh. and when you heard mari scream? game was over for you the second you heard it.

"you should've just opened your hands mar."

you look up at her, then back down at her now wrapped hand, moving to hold it in both of yours.

mari stares at you for a second, then moves to give your shoulder a little shove. "part of the plan, babe. you knew that"

you make eye contact. "ya, being decoy was part of the plan. not getting mutilated by shauna fucking shipman."

she barks a laugh. "no shit." she smiles at you. "but now, shipmans our bitch for the next week." she grins at the thought.

you shake your head, sighing and trying to suppress your smile. "mari."

you look into her eyes, and you both grin.

you move to kiss her injured hand, before bringing it back down and wrapping your girlfriend in a hug. she hugs back, using her good hand to apply pressure, before pulling back.

"ok, vans gonna start soon. we should probably get going."

you agree and the both of you move to stand up, headed towards the exit.

"can't wait to bother that fucking gaywad."

[yjsteamwife]

rabies prevention

mari ibarra x reader

description: you may have won capture the bone, but your girlfriend got bit by a rabid animal. the animal? shauna fucking shipman.

word count: 749

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"mari, lets go."

you grab your girlfriend gently by the wrist, leading her away from the group and back to your shared hut. she's grinning, looking back at your teammates before chanting out one last buzz.

she turns back around, now matching your pace. the fire in her step never leaves. victory, despite having been in the wilderness for who knows how long, will never not feel sweet.

but that didn't change the fact that your girlfriend might have rabies now.

"I need to clean your hand." you walked into the hut with mari, your hand finding the small of her back, guiding her to sit down.

she sat down, her grin fading into a grimace. "that fucking bitch," she muttered, looking down at her hand. you gave her a sympathetic smile, reaching out to rub one of her shoulders.

"im going to go get some water and something to wrap your hand in." you give a squeeze. "ill be right back."

before you can even move to get up, someone else speaks to you.

"actually, you don't have to!" you and mari both flinch, looking towards the front. "I figured after that bite that you might need some care." misty smiles down at both of you, a small thing of water in one hand, wrap in the other.

"but it looks like you've got it covered, so l'll just leave these here for you."

you give a small smile, reaching out to take the stuff with a nod.

"well, I mean, unless you need some help! you know, I can-"

mari cuts misty off before she can continue. "we're fine, misty." you cringe at the strain in her voice, knowing shes trying her hardest to be nice to the girl after that round of capture the bone.

"oh. well," she moves to push her glasses up, "if you need me, you know where to find me!" she gives a laugh before leaving.

when she's gone, mari looks back at her hand and rolls her eyes. you set the stuff down on the floor, scooting yourself closer to mari. "well," you give a small smile, moving to gently grab her hand, "at least we can clean this thing faster now."

mari gives a scoff, rolling her eyes again. but, she let's you take her hand, and you count that as a win.

"she almost broke skin," you mutter, once again cursing shauna in your head. "you could have rabies you know." mari snickers at that.

you take a small article of clothing and dip it into the water, moving it back towards maris hand and gently wiping it down. she grimaced, fighting the urge to pull her hand back.

"fuck shauna dude."

you nod, agreeing with her statement. shauna was, in fact, being such a bitch lately, and this was doing her no favors in your book.

"mean, even if I did have it," maris eyes are wide, her good hand helping her to pronunciate as she talks, "why the fuck would she bite me like that?" she points to the hand your now drying off.

"what a fucking psycho, am I right?" you nod again, now wrapping her hand up.

you do agree, of course. what shauna did was out of line. and quite frankly, a little scary. she almost broke flesh. and when you heard mari scream? game was over for you the second you heard it.

"you should've just opened your hands mar."

you look up at her, then back down at her now wrapped hand, moving to hold it in both of yours.

mari stares at you for a second, then moves to give your shoulder a little shove. "part of the plan, babe. you knew that"

you make eye contact. "ya, being decoy was part of the plan. not getting mutilated by shauna fucking shipman."

she barks a laugh. "no shit.'" she smiles at you. "but now, shipmans our bitch for the next week." she grins at the thought.

you shake your head, sighing and trying to suppress your smile. "mari."

you look into her eyes, and you both grin.

you move to kiss her injured hand, before bringing it back down and wrapping your girlfriend in a hug. she hugs back, using her good hand to apply pressure, before pulling back.

"ok, vans gonna start soon. we should probably get going."

you agree and the both of you move to stand up, headed towards the exit.

"can't wait to bother that fucking gaywad."

[antlerqueer]

ok sorry i posted about this on tiktok but im gonna rant about it on here, too, bc theres only so much one can say on tiktok. S3 clip about TaiVan spoilers below.

someone said that homophobia is such a cheap way to end the taivan relationship and i think that boiling their relationship ending down to homophobia ignores the racial and class dynamics between taivan and how it will affect them outside of the wilderness. there is a reason that van uses the word "respectability" in that clip. i think that there's a lot in taissa's world that she wants to control, and respectability politics do not have room for van palmer.

van is an unapologetic butch lesbian. that means she is working class, she is not going to a private institution and school after this, it probably would only have been a possibility for her with a scholarship. taissa ends up going to an hbcu. van is not going to fit in with her new friends.

taissa is all about staying poised and in a position of power in the public eye. she cannot do that with van, who does not give a shit what other people think at this point, being who she is. taissa will want van to clean up, dress nicer, change how she speaks to fit in with her new classmates who she will perceive to be "better than" van in some aspects.

yes, sure, homophobia will play a role. but we know tai was a womanizer in college, so i think the greater role in respectability there is that she is going to be trying to fit into a more "conservative" (not politically) norm of a well-educated Black woman with her well-educated friends and her high-powered classmates, and van does not fit that and will not change herself to fit that mold.

unlike life in the wilderness, class and race are factors that will begin to gnaw at them. they are both headstrong, and that will be the end of their younger timeline relationship imo. van is not going to change who she is, not after what they went through. taissa just wants to push it behind her and move onward and upward - change who she is based on that experience, instead of incorporating who she became into who she is growing into.

[tobesolnelyx]

I want to kiss you directly on the forehead because your brain is ABSOLUTELY MAJESTIC and I’m obsessed!! So many thoughts, so many ideas!!

I am fully prepared to descend into the gory, fucked-up depths with you if you’re interested!

Now I can’t stop thinking about how the lottieshauna dynamic would play out with a pregnant reader (especially if Lottie’s encouraging orgies) - would the reader even stand a chance balancing between them? Or would they naturally team up, became reader's two rabid guard dogs obsessively monitoring every step of the pregnancy? (No work, no worries - carrying a child is already the most important job!) And would Shauna let ever think about the idea of sacrificing the baby if she suspected it might be hers?

Bonus thought: If we delusionally assume the reader could produce breast milk (starvation aside 👀), do you think Lottie can develop a special fixation on that?

P.S. I hope none of this made you uncomfortable - apologies in advance if so, and sending love! 💗

-🪆

slight NSFW - MDNI

this is literally one of the best compliments i've got recently, thank you!! also, there's not a lot of things that makes me really uncomfortable, so feel free to write gory, fucked up stuff. my brain is already rotten because of the amount of horrors i watch anyway 😭

i don't think they would really team up, MAYBE if reader was in serious danger or someone else would try to make reader work or something.

"hey, can you...?" someone approached you, but didn't even get the chance to say the full sentence. shauna was already next to you. her brown eyes were cold, radiating with something like quiet fury.

"she's pregnant." she said quietly, but firmly. with that tone of hers that leaves no place to argue. then lottie appeared, hand clenched on their arm. she was similing, but it was pretty clear that even thinking about arguing with her now was fucking stupid idea.

"go and ask someone else," her fingers dug lightly in their skin. like a warning.

they would be both very territorial and possessive over this child. especially when we consider shauna's need to be in charge all the time and how she's obsessed with protecting what's innocent. it didn't have to be child from shauna's seed, she already claimed this kid as her property anyway.

what lottie obviously didn't like that. this child belonged to them. to the wilderness and shauna was being selfish, trying to play the father. the thing is, shauna would rather get drugged and speak to this fuckass forest for the whole day than even think about sacraficing kid.

while lottie is quiet, focused on silent monitoring pregnancy, watching from aside and stepping in right moments, shauna is louder, always by your side. she barely let you do anything without her.

"shauna i really can pee alone..." you said to her when she was stubbornly going right after you, knife in her hand.

"what if you'd pass out?" she almost growled at you, which...wasn't exactly good with your pregnancy hormones. so when tears glistened in your eyes, she sighed and pulled you to tight embrace. she was irritated that you were so sensitive, but even she was smart enough to know that's not your fault. "im sorry, okay?" she grumbled. "come here..."

we should really talk about pregnancy hormones tho. lottie, who tried to make you feel better, but ended up making things even worse. she's paranoic about the whole thing. putting shits in your head like: "don't you think your belly is too small? maybe i should breed you again just in case..." or "it's not kicking as hard as it should be"

constant arguments about sacraficing kid. lottie, who says that it's important to please wilderness and shauna calling her out that she's fucked up, and no one is killing damn kid. (one time when natalie and shauna could team up - your guard dogs during birth)

also yes, lottie can develop weird obssesion about breast milk. she'd say it's gift from wilderness that you can produce milk in those conditions. (obviously shauna was making you sure you were eating best pieces of meat). again, if we're going for something fucked up, i think she'd try to make everyone drink this milk to be blessed or something

[sickhabitt]

modern ellie head cannons!

- Ellie would definitely do photography, i mean we SAW photos of dina in her art room and around the house, the photograph of her, Jesse, and dina, i think she'd LOVE to do photography! just as a fun hobby. she definitely has one of those small 60 dollar grainy cameras that she carries around, snapping pictures of anything

-speaking of photos, she definitely would snap pictures of you! she would hang them up around her room, next to her bed or in a small little frame. Like, you standing in the kitchen, sleeping, if you play an instrument, studying, kissing, anything.

- I also think she LOVES hiking, camping, anything involving the wilderness. She could definitely live out there if she wanted too.

-again, topic of wilderness, she probably just grabs random animals and bugs. Like those people who are genuinely NOT scared of the everglades, shes just casually picking up a snake and grinning like she won a TROPHY.

-this might b a reach but, since shes an artistic person, she would probably be super good at makeup. not that she wears it as often, and if she does its just black eyeshadow, maybe blush and her brows. but theres definitely been a few times shes done your makeup and its turned out BETTER then you can even do it.

- her artistic talent has definitely lead to her doing super cute projects, gifts, and activities. Her gifts are 80 percent of the time hand made. she could definitely make some really nice rings, necklaces, everything out of random stones. she would come across something on pinterest and save it into some folder which is filled with things.

- facebook user.

-now if shes working i feel like her jobs could really vary. definitely not a barista because she doesn't like coffee, she prefers tea for sure, but she's definitely in something more artistic or musically involved. Like a record shop, guitar center, book store, maybe a pottery shop where you can MAKE your own pottery, or a jewelry store.

- her room would be a mess. jewelry everywhere, clothes tossed around, random shit tapped to her wall, anything you can think of its THERE.

- a million people have said it before but.. she shit posts like, crazy. She might have a main account for her instagram and she either shit posts to her main story or close friends. OR she has a private spam account, mainly used for stirring shit up with people.

-shes a tea girl! like sweet tea, iced tea, chamomile, green tea, chai, anything TEA wise. she owns it. she probably has some dumb cup specifically for tea, like cups from Spencer's.

- i feel like shes a collector, like bottle caps, pennies, gems, or guitars (if she has that money, but she's definitely broke.)

- definitely a stoner

- as stated like way before, she likes the wilderness, she would LOVE the beach.

- has a old vans shoe box, filledddd with shit from you if youre the gift giving type!

- wears vans or converse, but doesnt even skateboard, just likes the look.

- nails are constantly painted, dark, earthy colors tho, she wouldnt have long nails either, theyre trimmed short because, 1. she hates the feeling of long nails, 2. playing guitar with long nails SUCKS. 3. 🏳️‍🌈

first and maybe last time ill ever probably do smth like this... literally only did this cuz im sick 🤒

HOW CAN YOU HELP PALESTINE? 🇵🇸?

[sillylittlgaythings]

I have a bone to pick with the Yellowjackets fandom, more specifically with the twitter community

im just gonna rant here for a bit. oh. my. god. you guys are UNBEARABLE and ANNOYING.

first: “why did they pair shauna with melissa and not with mari/akilah/gen/x/y/z?”

because melissa was a BLANK character with 0 meaningful conversations with shauna in s1 and 2. shauna already doesn’t like mari. “so now you’re her protector? a little late for that” thats mari to shauna after jackie’s death and the girls wanting to burn her body, they could not make mari into the wide-eye girl infatuated with shauna like they did melissa it. wouldn’t. make. sense. (same thing with gen, she always takes mari’s side and it would be kinda interesting to see this dynamic play out, but anyway).

shauna needed someone she had no previous feelings (good or bad) for and that also includes akilah. she was the one helping shauna giving birth, calming her down and trying to save her and the baby, akilah already had a personality being developed in s2 and clearly had a different plot direction for s3, while melissa didn’t. shauna already had her interaction with akilah and has a perception of her.

melissa was a perfect vessel for shauna’s girlfriend. no meaningful interactions before. no attachment. shauna is able to create melissa the way she wanted in her had, make her a replacement for jackie, use her as she sees fits because she doesn’t know melissa beyond that

second: “why did they get rid off lottie for melissa/they fired simone to afford hillary swank”

thats NOT how the industry works. that’s not how budget works, they’re not taking payment from one actress to give it to another, also hillary’s fees (an award winning actress) are much higher than simone’s (an somewhat unknown actress, love her but it’s true) if it actually worked that way it would made more sense to get rid off melanie or christina, the biggest and most expensive actresses in the adult tml along side with hillary now.

“but lottie’s story wasn’t done” one of the main points of the series is that every death was unfair. the people who died in the crash was unfair. laura lee exploding wasn’t fair. jackie frozen to death wasn’t fair. javi drowning wasn’t fair. nat dying from an overdose after battling addiction and finally getting clean is not fair. every death was unfair. i do think it would be interesting seeing more of lottie’s character but lottie was NOT killed off for melissa, let’s be realistic here.

third: “why are so many shauna scenes?” she’s the main character!!! she’s the one we follow throughout the show, of course there are other principal characters but shauna is the protagonist and the main plot will be around her in some way

fourth: “it’s so weird that tai is the only POC to survive” that’s not true, both lottie and travis were survivors and people of color, yes they’re dead now, but they are still survivors. we also don’t know how many made it out of the wilderness, the 8 survivors theory is just that, a theory. mari, akilah and gen might have made it out and choose to hid/fake their deaths like melissa did.

i do think the treatment of non-white characters and actors in the industry needs to be discussed further and deeply, i’m not saying non-white fans shouldn’t complain about things they see as unfair and wrong, i’m just pointing things out and not speaking over them. i’m not saying they’re complains are justified, but it’s not the intention of this post to discuss this issue specifically.

i’m just so tired of people complaining about every. single. damn. thing this season, of course some criticisms are valid and some conversations are importante to have, but it’s just so annoying to see people nitpicking every little thing about s3 everytime a new episode drops and wondering why certain plots were finish, not understanding why things were written like this or that or etc feels like this is you guys’ first time watching a show with one episode per week like WAIT, BE PATIENT, we already know there are 5 seasons planned so it’s obvious some things will be left unknown or a mystery.

yes it’s nice to dissect a show and analyse the writing and the characters, but it feels like some people either don’t actually like the show or are to stuck in their AO3 fanfic dynamics to enjoy the actual show and characters.

anyway, have a good day guys and enjoy the the season finale next week.

[nataliesscatorccio]

Dead cabin guy and his technicolor dreamcoat have haunted me since the wardrobe reveal in season two, and today im going to make it everyone's problem.

Travis wears the coat first. He and Natalie take the blessing and go out to look for Javi. Travis hallucinates (prophesies?) that Javi is dead and buried beneath the snow, but Natalie shows him it's only a fox. Travis finds the strange, mossy tree stump. The next day Travis has strong feelings about which direction is best to search for Javi in, and we don't see more of him until Nat reveals the bloody pants. Not that weird, all things considered. New season, new wardrobe additions. Hiking on a caloric deficit with PTSD, you'll probably hallucinate. Pretty standard stuff.

Then Nat wears the coat. She takes it to lay Jackie's bones to rest at the crash site, and while she wears it she sees (hallucinates? prophesies? I'm not sure!) the white moose that they'll later lose to the lake (ergo the hunt, ergo Javi dies for real but more on that later).

We get to Old Wounds, the hunting competition, and Lottie wears the coat now. You see where I'm going with this but just to be thorough: she enters the realm of death dreams, talks with Laura Lee, almost freezes to death.

Episode five. Melissa wears the coat. Maybe that's not important! Maybe it's just to show that they all share the wardrobe, and that the side characters are as equally All In This Together as the main characters are. Or it could mean something that a peripheral character, wearing important wardrobe, framed in antlers (not unlike Travis in 2.01), has the line "maybe he did die, and that's his ghost." It's a little suspicious, and at this point starts to feel like a pattern.

Who wears it next, who wore it best!? That's right baby, it's Paul! For his dreamworld drifter, hallucination hunk Coach Ben Scott. Nicholas Urfe himself. Ben spends almost all of his time in a dream, until *drumroll please* Paul, very pointedly, takes the coat and walks out the door. "Where do you think you are, Ben?" he puts the coat on. "You had to have known you couldn't stay here forever. [...] What matters now is that you aren't welcome here anymore." Following Paul means committing to death (to dream), and until interruption that's the choice Ben makes. Because letting Paul (and the coat) go would mean committing entirely to reality.

Of course, the pièce de résistance is something I didn't even notice until I went looking for it. The first dozen times I watched, I thought that after Lottie's beating Shauna brought her a blanket. "Lottie's cold." But she doesn't. She brings her the coat. Lottie is laying with it when, in a fever dream, she witnesses/hallucinates/prophesies parts of the hunt.

It's there again (on the back of the chair) when she sits by the fire and speaks for the wilderness, appointing Nat their queen. Ben watches, having woken from the dream himself, as they all bow to Natalie and leave reality behind for good.

Of course, there are a lot of times when characters hallucinate strange things in the cabin while not wearing the coat, because they're all starving to death and traumatized. Mari. Shauna. Akilah. But in addition to that, it seems like a pattern worth noting that in each instance where a character wears the technicolor coat, the line between the real and the imagined seems to blur with more ease. Does dead cabin guy's technicolor dreamcoat help the Yellowjackets connect to the dream realm?

I'll be brief here with the biblical parallel: blah blah Joseph is the favorite son (you were always its favorite), his father gives him a technicolor coat (they're nothing special, they don't change color in the cold or anything). blah blah Joseph starts having prophetic dreams etc etc his jealous brothers throw Joseph down a pit (the wilderness chose) and bring his bloodstained coat back as false proof of his death (hanging on a branch. a couple miles back). You get my drift.

Does it mean anything? Who knows. But in a series where wardrobe is such an integral part of the storytelling, it felt worth paying attention to.

[girlsounnerving]

Shauna and Melissa on my mind here’s my quick take (or theory i suppose) now that we’re about to see lots more of Melissa

As much as im delighted and surprised by the end of S3E2, I do not think there is going to be much romance between the two considering how mentally unstable and vicious Shauna is, and how I think the power dynamic is going to play out between Shauna and Melissa. They both have something to gain from being ‘together’, and while i think Melissa probably does actually like Shauna (just look at her she’s a dyke), it’s still very transactional because they are insane teenage girls in the wilderness.

What does Melissa have to gain? Melissa was previously unnoticed. Not present in s1 and barely heard from in s2, Melissa was a JV player and not at all close with the Varsity soccer team, which consists of the ‘main girls’ so to speak.

“The group dynamic changes, because girls who were formerly keeping to themselves are making their presence more known” — Jasmin Savoy Brown (‘Inside Yellowjackets Season 3’)

In the new dynamic established in spring where we see more of the JV girls being treated as teammates rather than side characters, there comes an opportunity for a new power struggle. In this, Shauna is not trifled with despite her lack of respect for Nat’s authority which everyone else seems to follow, making Shauna valuable to stand alongside for Melissa, who may not align herself to Nat or Lottie’s beliefs, as Melissa was one of the last to start following Lottie’s influence (around s2 ep 6 or 7 I think, in the wake of Shauna’s stillborn baby- I could be wrong though).

When Melissa says “Do you feel that right now? That’s fucking power” in ‘Inside Yellowjackets Season 3’, I believe that’s Melissa egging on Shauna’s influence and behaviour. Melissa will be an enabler, someone in Shauna’s corner who campaigns for her and also uses it as an excuse to rise with her into the ranks of leadership that Nat, Tai (and Van), and Lottie (though Lottie doesnt seem to be actively pursing it, she did pawn off her control to Nat) seem to have broken or are in the process of getting into.

What’s in it for Shauna? Not only is Shauna extremely emotionally unstable after the death of her best friend and baby, Sophie Nélisse also said about Shauna in a Deadline interview,

“[…] I think Shauna is so in shame of what she’s done. I think she has no love for herself and no empathy for herself. And so, you can’t love other people until you love yourself, and so I don’t think she’ll be able to give Melissa what she wants in return. And I think, on the contrary, she’ll just see her as another pawn on her chessboard to play with.”

Going off the fact that presumably Shauna is going to try to break into a role of more power and influence, either because Melissa is advocating for her or because she finally feels she has the means to do so, this ‘relationship’ will probably have little to do with romance for Shauna, and more about manipulating people and gaining numbers. What might be a ruthless rise to power and disposal of those who love her comes from the fact that Shauna has nothing to lose, and hates herself too much to let anyone actually love her in any way that matters, much less love someone in return, as Sophie Nélisse highlighted in the interview.

Also, somehow, this will be tied to Jackie. I have literally no proof but just look at Shauna. She’s sucking the soul out of another blonde. Anyway that’s all from me this is like half a thought that I managed to get down but its heavy on my mind this show is so good ugh

[oneslimybastard]

Another underutilized aspect of N, Natural Harmonia Gropius himself, is that he's conceptualized as not just a Math Guy, but a Math Genius if we go by some interview trivia notated on Bulbapedia.

It clearly shows in the way he speaks since his (translated) dialogue (idk about the original japanese one) is full of hamfisted references to formulas and frustration expressed when the chaos of the world does not align with them — which to me is like, the core of his character, something that makes him both An Asshole to deal with but also a very intellectually curios and creative individual. It's just a brand of creativity not a lot of people can keep up with nor understand.

N likes math because a lot of math is about clearly defined variables and their relationship to one another. If you come across an inconsistency that doesn't fit any prior definitions, you iron out a new definition and suddenly the field has expanded upon itself tenfold. It aligns with how his Very Autistic Brain functions, x + y = z, if I do x to y then z will happen. If z doesn't happen, then that just means I have to identify the hidden variables within the exchange and rewrite the formula to be more accurate.

Black and White's quality of writing is. Like pokémon often is. Questionable at best. The foundations are there but the execution is dumbed down and corny because it's still aimed at kids, BW in specific really cutting the theme of pokémon trainer ethics short in favor of just "dang u beat me in the pogiebattle guess ur right!". How-ev-er. In my head, and the reason why I still find the plot of those games compelling (aside for my unhinged thirst for goth man-milf Ghetsis) is that to me they're about local cult-raised autist Normal Henry Gropus bashing his head against the world over and over to desperately try and make the formulas make sense, to distill it into variables he can understand and predict on a consistent basis, and failing miserably at it. Because even if the world is Technically made up of a bunch of chemistry that you could, in theory, predict, there's just a lot of random noise in there from microscopic complexities that fuck everything up.

Pokémon are simpler creatures (discounting the eerily intelligent ones) who will be nice enough to behave like math problems most of the time. Humans rarely extend that grace, the more N studies them like a science project the more contradictory variables pop up. They have a million thoughts in their head he doesn't have access to, that brew into feelings he doesn't understand, which leads to actions he can't do a proper traceback through. Which is frustrating, devastatingly frustrating. At least at first.

Due to how BW2 pans out and my own yearning for thematic mirroring, whereas Ghetsis gives in to the Autistic Bitterness over all these NTs he doesn't fuckign understand, I like to think N develops a sort of joy in studying people like the impossibly complex math problems we are. Because he likes math, he likes figuring shit out, he likes buying a nightmare rubik's cube and charting the squares out on a nightmare variable graph (listen i am not a math guy. i respect the hustle but my skill level is too low to accurately attempt to simulate the process in writing. im sorry math guys) so he has a home-made flexible cheat code on how to solve any possible mix-up of it. It's fun for him, it stimulates his brain and he is so stupid good at it that he can only share that joy with like a stray alakazam or metagross because he's a bit of a tarzan just hanging out in the wilderness, he doesn't know any high end mathematicians he can casually geek out about combinatorial game theory with, and the normies just do not get it .

I think this math enjoying is kind of a big part of his ~Innocence~ as well, since there's a lot of childlike glee to being a Math Guy. It's the love of problem solving as a process rather than a means to an end, it's playful, but severely misunderstood to the point where people kinda might assume things about you if you are a math guy.

N's love of math helps him love the world but it also isolates him. He's a genius, but since he can't communicate it in a palatable way it'll get overlooked in favor of him just being a loomy weirdo on the street chatting up the local patrats.

If introduced to DnD though he'd spend so much time on forging ridiculously optimized multiclass builds, then migrate to digging through old obscure sci-fi ttrpgs from the 80s with hellishly complex systems just for the funsies of learning how the presented variables behave within a variety of frameworks, but then if you actually invited him to play with your group he'd look at you like you'd just called his mom a llama.

He's a neat guy to me, STEM guy who's also one of those animal rights activists who's a little too PETA-coded, I like him :)

[floatingaimlessly333]

>:)

Teen!Simon getting teased teen!Roba + gang at his new school and Johnny stands up for him, shouting at Roba in Gaelic

It was always the same shit. Didn't matter where, didn't matter when, didn't matter who. It was always the same shit.

Simon Riley was destined to be ridiculed and tormented wherever he went, so it was damn stupid of him to think switching schools would change that. It was only a week into the new term, and he had already become the target of another group of arseholes who thought they were better than him. The boys at the group home, his shitty excuse for a father, and now his newest torturer, Manuel Roba; it was like each of them could sense that he was weak, that he was lesser.

Simon had been trying so fucking hard to just ignore Roba and his lackeys. He's sure Nik and Price would be pissed if he got into a fight before they even hit the two week mark, but he couldn't stand it anymore. Every single second he wasn't in a classroom, he had to face jeers and insults and grabs for his mask. He was constantly on the edge of snapping, and he felt powerless to stop what seemed so inevitable at this point.

His only saving grace was Johnny.

Whenever he was able to find a moment of peace amidst all of the chaos, Johnny was right there beside him. But today, he was nowhere in sight. Simon had even gone so far as to actively search for the older boy, but he wasn't in his usual spots. The only thing his hunt did was land him right in the middle of Roba's warpath.

"Where have you been, English? It's almost like you've been avoiding me. Why would you do that, perro cachorro?" Simon could barely suppress a growl at hearing the other boy's taunts. He knew that would just bring on more dog comparisons.

"Roba-"

"Ah, ah, ah. I didn't say speak. Did you forget your commands already? Don't worry, perrito, I'm a very patient trainer."

This is exactly what Simon had been trying to avoid. He knew lashing out wouldn't do him any good, in the long run. It wouldn't stop the bullying. And then all his new teachers would know just how much trouble he was. But he couldn't fucking take it anymore.

He was preparing himself to throw the first punch when he heard footsteps hurrying towards them down the hallway.

"Och, ye fuckin' bawbags! Leave 'im the fuck alone!!" The accent alone clued Simon into the identity of his savior, and he looked up to see his knight in shining footie gear. Honestly, Johnny looked sort of like an angry porcupine at the moment, with sweat making his mohawk look even wilder than usual.

"This isn't your fight, Mactavish. Leave English and I to our little chat."

"Chattin' ma arse. Piss. Off."

Simon had been so busy watching Johnny that he hadn't noticed Roba steadily getting closer until the shorter boy grabbed him by the collar of his hoodie.

"We were just teasing him, hombre. You were having fun, weren't you, English?" Roba gave Simon a firm shake, causing him to hit the set of lockers behind him.

Once again, Simon didn't have time to speak before Johnny was jumping in to save his arse. The angry Scott rammed full speed into Roba, spending the bully careening backwards into his little gang of dickheads.

"Ah said FUCK OFF, YE SACK OF DICKS!!! Na bean ris a-rithist!!! No gearraidh mi dhiot do làmhan! And then I'll shove them up yer flabby arse!!"

Even as Roba and his crew made their slow retreat down the hall, Johnny continued shouting at them in a language Simon couldn't understand. He didn't stop until the other boys were fully out of sight, and even then he let loose a few more words that Si was sure must've been curses.

"If ah dinnae have a football game on Friday, ah would've kicked his arse for ye." He spun around to give Simon a once-over, making sure he wasn't hurt. Satisfied that the other boy was as okay as he could be, he extended his hand towards him. "Well, ahm bloody starving. Wannae go get lunch?"

Speechless, and with a raging blush creeping across his face, Simon took Johnny's hand. And suddenly, all thoughts of Roba and his goons left his mind. He had much better things to focus on at the moment.

Uh oh, this once again came out way longer than expected. >:)

Warning, I speak neither Spanish nor Gaelic, so these translations might not be accurate.

Spanish: perro cachorro=puppy dog; perrito=puppy

Gaelic: Na bean ris a-rithist=Do not touch him again; No gearraidh mi dhiot do làmhan= Or I will cut your hands off