#jackie long

[deadthehype]

[rnbria]

Binder files: 2008

[poorlittlegreenie13]

Saltburn / Jackie & Shauna, Yellowjackets

[nataliesscatorccio]

YELLOWJACKETS

[krys-kros]

Jackie is an "ally"

(insp.)

[sejjiplinth]

CALLIE X JACKIESHAUNA : FAMILY TREE BY ETHEL CAIN

[arsenicflame]

It's a time-honoured tradition- every time Sam comes across Izzy (and Ed) in their travels, he asks Izzy to marry him. And every time, Izzy turns him down.

At this point, Sam is asking more for the sake of it than any belief Izzy will ever say yes, a remnant of childhood dedication touched with 30 years of heartbreak and regret- though even now, a small part of him still holds out hope. Sam's promises have only got more extravagant over the years, from a job as his first mate, to a captaincy, a fleet at his command, a whole fucking island if that's what Izzy wants- but he knows it isn't though, not really. If Izzy was ever going to agree to marry him, to leave his life and go with Sam, it wouldn't be for anything Sam could offer him. Izzy never did care for flashy shows of wealth, for a ship or to be captain. The only thing that ever mattered to him was loyalty given, and loyalty shown in return. 

It all comes to a head after Stede left and came back, after Izzy lost a toe, lost his leg. Sam hasn't seen him since before things with Ed started to really slide off the rails, before stress permanently set into the lines of Izzy’s face. So, when he sees a dishevelled man with a hoof for a leg in a no-name port, he doesn't even consider the idea that he might know him. It's only when he turns towards him, and Sam catches a glance at those oh too familiar tattoos, he realises this is Izzy, his Izzy, that stands before him.

Knowing Izzy's discomfort with pity, he doesn't treat him any differently than he would in years gone by, positioning himself in Izzy's line of sight before approaching and sweeping him up into a bone crushing hug. 

“Israel-goddamn-Hands!” he exclaims, as Izzy grumbles back a begrudging “Samuel-fucking-Bellamy”, a tradition almost as old as their friendship itself. Izzy might not hug him back, but he can’t keep the corner of his mouth from twitching, just for a second.

(If Sam holds Izzy a little tighter and a little longer than usual, well. That's his business)

By the time Sam lets go, most of the crew has appeared in the town square, drawn in by the commotion. They may have given Izzy his leg and welcomed him as one of them, but still there’s an underlying tension, with nobody quite ready to set aside everything that happened before the Kraken. Seeing him cosying up to an unknown man sets everyone on edge, unsure whether to come to their first mate’s aid, or to assume that they've been betrayed once again.

When Ed sees that the yelling was Sam, his hand goes tense where it's held in Stede's. He knows the routine, has seen it more times than he can count, but as he watches them part he realises that this is the first time in a long time he's unsure of what Izzy's response will be.

Knowing that something’s different, knowing that Izzy's feeling vulnerable already, Sam doesn't go for the same flashy proposal he’s been giving for years. He doesn't promise Izzy the world, he doesn't cause a scene (or, any more of a scene than he already has, anyway). He looks at the fractured man in front of him, takes his face in his hands, and says the exact same thing to him he said when they were little more than boys. “Israel, I have to ask you. I know what you'll say, but I have to try. Come with me. Marry me and sail away with me. I'll keep you safe”

And Izzy… hesitates. He glances over at Ed, at Stede, and says to Sam “...We’re staying in port for a week. Ask me again then”

That's the moment Sam knows there is something deeply, horribly, wrong. He's not just looking at an Izzy who got seriously injured in a fight and is struggling to cope, this is something so much bigger than that- and that Ed has something to do with it. Izzy wouldn't even be considering leaving if he didn't. Whether it was negligence or something more sinister, Sam doesn't yet know, but he intends to find out.

[greekceltic]

Hetherev challenge for Jacky. The prompt was "Stay a While. Why would you ever want to leave?" It was ambiguous enough for my needs haha Heth is an art challenge Rp group (21+ only)> discord.gg/aSFjTCAUgt

[staghunters]

It's the last time running through snow

'Cause the fire can't last and the winter's cold

Yellowjackets Appreciation Week Day 2: favorite character

[deadthehype]

[dawnisatotalqueen]

BROKEN PROMISES

title: broken promises

character: steven hyde x reader

warnings: profanity probably I didn't rlly pay attention, mentions of marijuana usage, talking down abt women smh.., jealousy, miscommunication, ZEN MASTERS MENTION

summary: after hyde's fight with your date and his almost admission, nothing had happened between you two. next thing you knew, it was veterans day and someone else had their eye on hyde.

disclaimer: i do not support danny masterson in any way, shape, or form. i just have an attachment to hyde </3 (this is exactly what I said last time I just wanna make sure yall know...)

word count: 2,094

part one

Nothing had happened between you and Hyde since that fight. Your relationship had reached a stalemate.

That didn’t stop you from questioning it.

Your dates had slowly dwindled down, though it wasn’t that you didn’t have options, guys old and new still asked you out, but you couldn’t bring yourself to go out with them.

You wanted Hyde.

Too much to ignore.

Much to your dismay though, someone else had begun pursuing Hyde, someone that you never really could’ve expected. Jackie.

After her and Kelso broke up again because of him hooking up with Eric’s sister Laurie, Hyde had given her lessons on “Zen”. The two’s friendship started to bloom, and Jackie quickly caught feelings.

You couldn’t blame her, and the more you thought about it, they made sense. Despite that, you didn’t like the idea of it. It wasn’t fair, and you knew that, but you just couldn’t help the bitter feelings in your chest when you watched the two.

It was Veterans day, which meant it was time for Red Foreman’s annual party. He was pretty passionate about the day, being a Veteran himself.

Everyone was down in the basement. You were sitting in the chair opposite of Hyde’s, watching as Jackie talked to him while he sat on the washer. “So Steven, isn’t Veteran’s day romantic?”

“Oh yeah, government pawns, and missing limbs. That’s amore.”

“I know, I know!” Jackie placed a hand over her heart. “It’s a day for people in love to have fun together!”

“Man, all this talk of fun makes me wanna have fun… Hey! Let’s throw stuff at other stuff!” Kelso gasped.

Eric perked up, getting off the couch. “Man, that's perfect! I got stuff!!”

“I’m in!”

The two boys went upstairs and you couldn’t fight back your snicker.

Jackie turned back to Hyde. “So, Steven, you wanna go to Mr Foreman’s barbeque with me?”

Before he could answer her, you decided you could not sit and watch this, so, you went upstairs to go throw stuff with Kelso and Eric.

..

You wore a simple (F/C) dress, with your classic jacket. You looked around the front yard, there were a multitude of people that Red and Kitty knew, and a few different people that your friend’s knew, but it was mostly the usual crowd. You knew that Donna’s Dad was having a party, but you liked the Foreman’s house. You’d still stop by though.

You noticed Jackie with a guy you didn’t recognize, and you decided to walk over.

“Everybody, this is Chip, Chip, this is everybody.” Jackie motioned around to the people in the area, that being you, Fez, Kelso, and Hyde.

“Hey everybody.” Chip nodded at you guys.

“Yo.” You nodded, glancing over at Hyde. He looked.. Grumpier than usual. You felt your insides twist, and a brief sense of dread.

Chip told Jackie he’d grab her a drink, then went off. You watched as Jackie walked over to Hyde and you sighed a little, walking over to Kelso and Fez.

Kelso had his arms crossed over his chest as he huffed. “Man, this isn’t fair! Why does some random dude get to bring Jackie to the party?!”

Fez grumbled. “She could do soooo much better.”

You let out a breath. “Right? But it’s just to make Hyde jealous, so chill.”

“That’s not cool though, man!” Kelso whined. “I thought Hyde liked you!! So what’s goin on?!”

“I did too.” You sighed, watching Jackie and Hyde’s exchange.

..

After a little bit you saw Jackie get up, leaving Hyde and Chip alone to talk. You weren’t sure how it went down, but when you passed by, you heard Chip speak.

“She’s a bitch.”

You paused, turning around. Using your context clues, you figured he was talking about Jackie, which pissed you off. You were almost ready to give him a piece of your mind when Hyde said, “Oh no..” And he hit him.

You squeaked, jumping back from the two. “Holy shit!”

Jackie ran over. “What happened?”

“Somethin– Bitch– He–” Hyde looked between Jackie and the very knocked out Chip.

Jackie looked between them before gasping. “He– He called me a bitch and you hit him!”

“...No.” Hyde stared at her, very obviously lying.

“I am the bitch! And you love me!” Jackie looked like she had actual stars in her eyes and you could feel your heart crack. Did he love her?

You needed to get out of there. Maybe a date, maybe something, anything–

“L/N!” Kelso huffed, nudging you.

You blinked. “Huh?”

You looked around, realizing it was night time and you were outside somewhere?

“Get your head in the game, man!”

You remembered now. After talking to Kitty, Hyde came outside and asked Jackie out. Kelso and Fez were upset, and you.. Were hurt. Somehow, some way, the two boys had managed to convince you to spy on Jackie and Hyde’s date. Did you have a momentary lapse of judgment? Probably. But there was no backing out now.

The three of you snuck through the trees, eventually arriving right behind Jackie’s car, where Jackie and Hyde were sitting at the front of it. Their backs were to you, and you couldn’t hear them.

“What are they saying?” Fez tilted his head.

“Don’t worry, I can read lips.” Kelso stared at the back of their heads. “Jackie’s saying.. Wow I really love this date, Hyde!” He put on a high pitched voice for Jackie. “And Hyde’s sayin.. Yeah, totally man, I agree.”

Fez gasped. “Really? They’re having that much fun?”

You put a hand over your mouth, trying to conceal your laughter so as to not get caught. “Kelso, I don’t think that’s what they’re saying–”

When you looked back up though, Jackie and Hyde were leaning in..

You felt your heart drop.

You could’ve thrown up on the spot as you quickly stood up.

“L/N!” Kelso whisper-shouted at you, but you couldn’t sit there. You’d seen all you needed to see.

What you didn’t see though was how when Hyde and Jackie parted from their kiss, neither of them were into it. They gave it a shot, but it didn’t work. In his head, Hyde knew why. He had you in the back of his mind. He had been trying to ignore it for months, playing it cool like he always did, but that wasn’t working. He didn’t like you any less than he did before.

As it turns out, it might’ve been too late.

..

You were going on a date. For the first time in months, you were thinking about a guy that wasn’t Hyde.. Or, well, trying to.

Loyal to your old routine, you were heading to the Foreman’s house to wait for your ride. Your outfit wasn’t much different than your usual ones, but you did look a little done up.

“Hey, L/N.” Donna nodded at you, a lazy smile on her face. Everyone looked pretty high.

They were passing around the blunt, Hyde being the last one who had it. “Wanna hit?” He raised a brow.

You shook your head. “Wish I could, but I’m only gonna be here for a sec. I have a date.” You hummed.

“Really?!” Jackie gasped, looking over. “You haven’t been out in months!”

“Yeah, thought you were giving up the whole meaningless date thing?” Eric tilted his head, looking over at you.

You shrugged, shoving your hands in your jacket pockets. “I was, but, I don’t know. Guess there’s not really a point.” You side eyed Hyde in a way that you thought was sneaky, but unbeknownst to you, he saw it.

Your glare made him sit up a little straighter. He’d seen you when you were mad, but it had never been directed toward him before. What’d he do to piss you off– And more importantly, what did that have to do with you going on a date again?

Kelso looked at you. “Oh heey– By the way, are you good, man? Yesterday after we were watching Jackie and Hyde you ran off and we didn’t see you after!!”

“I told him that you probably had to go to the bathroom.” Fez nodded, sinking into his chair.

You immediately went pale. “Ahah– Yeah, uhm. My bad. I didn’t feel well. But, wowie, jeez, look at the time I gotta go– Bye!!” You quickly called out, going right back out the way you came.

Hyde put his hand over his mouth, mumbling. “Shit..”

It made sense now. You saw him and Jackie, and based on what Kelso said, didn’t stick around long enough to hear how it ended.

What didn’t make sense was why you would care. Why would it matter if he kissed Jackie?

Unless…

Shit.

..

You had been gone for about two and a half hours. Everyone dispersed, and Hyde couldn’t help but be reminded about the night you spent together months prior. This time though, he planned on changing things.

He paced around outside, hoping that the guy you were out with would drop you off the same place he picked you up.

Lucky for him, he was right. A nicer car pulled up, and you got out, exchanging a few words with whoever was in the driver’s seat.

You were happy with the date. It wasn’t anything extravagant, and you didn’t really like the guy, but he was nice, and it was fun. You were planning on just walking home before you heard your name being called. And not your last name, which is what everyone called you. It was your first name. It sounded foreign from that voice.

You had turned around, tilting your head before your face dropped. You didn’t want to talk to Hyde. In the back of your head you knew you didn’t have any place being mad at him, but you were hurt.

You blew out a breath. You just had to act like you didn’t care. Easy. “What’s up?” You shoved your hands in your pockets, looking at him.

“Can we talk?” He walked up the driveway, standing in front of you.

You winced, talking being the exact opposite of what you wanted to do with Hyde. “I don’t know, I need to head home–”

“L/N.” He stepped a little closer. “I just wanna explain what happened between me and Jackie.”

You froze. Of course he knew.. After what Kelso said earlier, there was no way he didn’t know.

You blew out a breath. If you couldn’t play it off, you needed to try to fix things. “Listen, Hyde, you don’t need to explain yourself. It’s fine, you like Jackie, she likes you, and it’s cool.”

“L/N–” He ran a hand through his curls, taking off his shades.

You didn’t see him without his sunglasses very often, and it always caught you off guard when he’d take them off.

“I don’t like Jackie.”

You blinked, tilting your head. “What? But I saw you guys kiss on your date–”

“You didn’t stick around long enough. If you would’ve stayed, you would’ve seen that the kiss didn’t mean anything. There– there wasn’t anything there. No sparks, no feelings, it was just.. A kiss.”

You listened before furrowing your brows. “Okay, um, that’s, okay.. Why are you telling me this, Hyde?”

“Because I like you.”

You felt a heat creep up your neck all the way to your cheeks. “What?”

“I like you. I– I don’t know when it happened, but I know that a few months ago when you spent the night I realized it. And, it’s not a big deal, but it sorta seemed like you might.. I don’t know. If you don’t like me, it’s cool, but it was starting to feel like you do.”

You stared at him. He liked you. But what about your promise? What about the possibility of ruining your friendship? A messy breakup could start bad things in your friendship. But…

Could you ever forgive yourself if you didn’t at least give it a chance?

You looked down, your cheeks growing redder by the second. “I uh.. I like you too.”

Before you knew it you felt hands on your cheeks, tilting your head up. “Could I..”

You nodded, the motion being so small it was almost unnoticeable.

He closed the space between you. The kiss was gentle, sweet, a result of years of denied pining. Then, it turned deeper, more passionate, the tension between you finally bubbling over the edge.

It was everything you wanted, the perfect kiss for a perfect moment.

Maybe some promises were meant to be broken.

-

tag list: @cantbecreative

[rnbria]

Binder files: 2009, 2010, or 2011. Definitely between late 10th grade and senior year.

[lamina-tsrif]

if i may request a knifetrick poster with either 1 or 10 :D?

oh I’ve missed them so

[jackiietaylor]

I stopped CPR, after all it's no use Thе spirit was gone, we would never come to

— so long, london

[riccissance]

jackieshauna and sainthood is such a rich topic and it's been stuck in my head for a while now. jackie definitely has saint vibes, but i think there's an argument to be made that shauna is the saint and jackie is the god she devotes her life to. shauna constructs this elaborate shrine of punishment and shame that at it's core is a twisted form of worship. she suffers because of jackie and she suffers for jackie and that suffering defines her entire existence. the saints are all tragic, after all. and it adds another layer to their connection if shauna sees jackie as her saint but shauna has actually become the saint, just like she tried to become jackie. it's yet another form of consumption and jackie's actual body was the communion that started it all

i also love the idea of saints having visions of god while shauna gets visions of jackie

[alottiegoingon]

challengers

shauna shipman x jackie taylor x afab!reader

summary: that one scene from challengers.

warnings: mdni, very suggestive but nothing explicit, characters are aged up, no pronouns used for reader, inspired by challengers except i know nothing about the plot except for this scene, not proofread.

"we're out of beer," you remark, standing up from the floor where you, jackie, and shauna were seated in a casual circle.

the silence grew louder, buzzing in your ears. talking about jackie and shauna's sex life was undeniably awkward, especially with jackie’s cheeks becoming as red as the lipstick she had worn earlier. for you, however, it was highly amusing.

sitting alone on the bed, you exchanged looks with them—perhaps confused, perhaps entertained or curious—as if they were waiting for your command like obedient puppies. "come here," you say with a wicked smile.

"which one of us do you-" jackie begins, her innocent question cut short by shauna, who doesn't think twice as she quickly leaves the floor to join you. jackie follows a few seconds behind.

now, that was fun.

the bed quakes as they hastily move to sit next to you and you can't help but grin at their urgency. in your right, shauna exudes confidence as you lean in as if to kiss her, but pull back as she's about to meet you. instead, you turn your head to face jackie, whose breathing becomes so heavy when you get close that, for a moment, you think she might faint.

you move closer to her, watching her eyes dart between your eyes and your lips, unsure if you were teasing her like you did with her best friend or if you actually intended to follow through. as if you could read her mind, you settle her silent doubt by pressing your lips onto hers.

your hand glides to her jawline, guiding her in. jackie's hand hesitantly touches your thigh as she melts deeper into your kiss. you feel her excitement growing as your lips move more urgently, but you don't let it continue. you pull back just enough to create a small gap, her hot breath still lingering on your face.

cute, you think.

jackie's left speechless, hypnotized even, when you face the opposite way. shauna, on the other hand, was eagerly waiting for her turn. she was much better than jackie and she couldn't wait to prove that to you.

so you kiss her, not giving her much time to think. not that she needed it, any way. you touch her, fingers tightly gripping the sides of her face as you taste her.

not hesitant or scared like her friend, shauna takes the opportunity to intensify the kiss, lips moving in a carefree way. much more aggressive than jackie’s. she's more touchy as well. her left hand practically flied to your waist at the first chance she got, followed by her fingers getting lost between your hair.

jackie was having a hard time waiting, hooking herself to the bed trying her best to not squirm or make a sound as she watched you two.

you weren't even out of breath when creating a distance between you and shauna, interrupting the fierce kiss and leaving the girl ready to crash into your lips again, admiring you with dilated pupils.

you take a quick look at the women around you, their eyes on your body as if you were the most desirable prize, patient but always ready to jump in at your cue.

in a seemingly innocent move, you toss your hair behind your shoulders, exposing your collarbones and only a hint of your chest, waiting to see which one of them would dive in first.

no questions asked this time, you instantly realized that jackie was a fast learner; she had no intention of falling behind again. at the same time, they swept the last strands of your hair from your neck, providing plenty of room to work with.

with eyes immediately fluttering shut, you feel your body heating up under their touches. starting at your collarbores, they slowly trail their way up. jackie was covering the left side of your neck with wet and messy but frantic kisses. on the other side, shauna was feasting on you, adorning your skin with her warm and soft lips.

with their teeth gently grazing on you, nibbling your skin, their lips soon find your jaw and, eventually, your cheeks, reaching the corner of your mouth. but, frankly, you suspected that they had absolutely no idea of where they were going, but were eager to please, like very good girls.

jackie seizes your lips briefly, panting into your mouth. shauna picks up with her, ready to fight for jackie's spot, when you hold their faces, slowly going back to maneuver them towards each other, their lips almost touching. in that instant, they recoil, realizing your intent.

carefully, you watch jackie looking away, her flushed face and disheveled hair cascading over her shoulders, while shauna lets out an awkward chuckle, her chest heaving with rapid breaths.

there was an air of uncertainty, mixed with need and a subtle undertone of fear. their yearning was palpable, waiting for it to happen with no shame to stop them. all they needed was a little push.

grasping their chins, your moist lips curve into a mischievous smile as you draw them nearer to each other, until their lips are melding in a kiss.

jackie was convinced that they were only doing it for you, to please you. shauna was certain that it was just an act. but the raw hunger while devouring each other didn't lie.

you settle back, elbows resting on the mattress, quietly enjoying their show for at least a whole minute, a self-assured smirk playing on your face.

"okay," you utter, seeing them abruptly part ways and glance at you with blank stares and furrowed brows.

"i'm going to bed," you announce, weaving through the women, parting their midst before coming to a stop in front of them. a sigh escapes you as you fix your hair, pushing a few strands back behind your ears.

"but what about your number?" shauna mumbles, meeting your gaze.

you weren't exactly interested to be drawn into their drama, to play the role of a homewrecker. still, the idea of watching two attractive women fight over something so stupid does hold a certain appeal.

"i'll be watching your match tomorrow. hoever wins can have my number," you wink at her. "good night."

as you leave the hotel room, jackie's the first one to break the silence, her eyes flicking from the door to her best friend.

“remember when you said you could let me win?"

"that was a lifetime ago, jackie."