#precrash

[danisbrainrot]

jackieshauna my babies!! i don’t really have a specific plot in mind.. a confession during one of their sleepovers (pre-crash) maybe ? thank u much love <33

jackieshauna

ofc bbg! any chance to write about jackieshauna <333 and there's gonna be no angst because my babies have been through enough.

jackie jumped onto shauna's bed, feeling the springs poking into her as bounced up and down. she sat cross legged, "you have to tell me, you can't just say, 'i think laura lee is dating someone secret,' then refuse to tell me who," she whined, pouting while crossing her arms over her chest.

shauna laughed, shaking her head. "it was nothing, I swear," she assured, sitting next to jackie with her feet dangling off the bed. "just a misunderstanding," jackie groaned, flopping her head in shauna's lap and staring up at her big brown eyes.

"why aren't you telling me?" she asked; shauna's face turned a deep crimson—and not because of the question. she shrugged the blonde off, shaking her head. "shauna, I'm your best friend! you can tell me, I promise," she sits up eagerly, "I'll keep my mouth shut," she runs her thumb and index finger across her lips, before gesturing she was locking a key and throwing it over her shoulder.

shauna smirked, playfully rolling her eyes at jackie's antics. "ok, fine. but you can't tell anyone. she'll kill me," she demanded. jackie nodded her head obediently, "there's this boy at church she has a little crush on," jackie squealed, covering her mouth with her hand in shock.

"laura lee? i thought she was too much of a good girl for boys," the blonde joked, eliciting shauna's enchanting laughter. jackie couldn't help but stare at her best friend in awe, falling deeper and deeper in lo—admiring, totally just admiring, her best friend's beauty. pride swelled in her chest, like it usually did, at making shauna laugh.

the brunette stood up, moving to her closet. "what are you wearing to the party tomorrow?" she asked, pulling out a crimson red dress and holding it up to her body.

"I'm thinking maybe a short green dress and jeff's denim jacket," she replied, her eyes scanning shauna's body. shauna felt her stomach sink at the mention of jackie's boyfriend, but she couldn't quite explain why. it's not like she was in love with him. "I love that dress on you, it suits your body," shauna goes to thank her but is interrupted, "it makes your boobs look great," she winked, causing the brunette to turn around and hide her deepening blush.

shauna hides in her closet, slipping on her dress and waiting to feel the heat drain from her cheeks. when she was finally ready, she stepped out and gave jackie a spin. "I can't believe you like this one on me. . . it doesn't feel like me."

"I like you in whatever you wear," the words spilt from jackie's lips before she realised what she said. shauna smirked, ready to tease her best friend for the slip up, when jackie blurts out, "except that ugly sweater, you should burn it out, that did nothing for you," shauna's taken aback for a moment, shocked at what her best friend's remark.

jackie bites her lip, regretting what she said once she sees shauna's face drop. "fine, I'll throw the fucking sweater out," she snapped, turning around and changing back into the clothes she was in before the dress.

jackie groaned, before getting up, and approaching the closet. "shauna, I didn't mean it like—" she paused at the sight of her shirtless best friend. her cheeks flushed a rosy pink, and she found her eyes landing on shauna's boobs. jackie didn't know what she thought she'd see when she opened the closet, but for some reason, it wasn't that.

the two best friends stared at each other in silence for a moment, jackie's eyes flicking up and down between shauna's boobs and lips. the brunette noticed this, and subconsciously began breathing heavier. "jackie, what are you doing?" shauna asked, finally snapping out of her stupor.

jackie didn't respond with words, instead she leaned forward and kissed shauna—taking her best friend by surprise. when she felt stiff lips against her own, jackie pulled back in shock, "shauna I'm sorry, I don't know what—"

shauna stepped forward and crashed her lips against jackie's, devouring her lips as she pressed her bare chest against jackie's clothed one. the kiss was hungry, passionate, desperate—just like their love for one another.

shauna couldn't believe that she was kissing jackie taylor—her best friend—in the closet! however, she wasn't going to complain. not when jackie's soft lips were on her own, and her hands was sneaking their way up her sides. "was this a ploy to touch my boobs?" shauna asked, laughing as she pulled away, feeling her best friend groping at her chest.

jackie shook her head, "no, absolutely not. . . just a benefit," she bit her lip, offering her best friend a cheeky grin. "damn, shipman. i know i said that dress made your boobs look great, but i think they're even better like this," shauna blushed crimson once again, before grabbing the back of jackie's head and claiming her lips once again.

[ih0pethishurts]

@suuya-suuya-daisuke

"Jesus, did Swansea teach you anything?"

The electronics box was a mess. It gave Jimmy a headache just to look at - wires chaotically crisscrossed and looped together, then haphazardly jam-packed into the metal compartment that was obviously too small. It was everything from rush job, to fire hazard, to 'I don't get paid enough' to fix this. A Pony Express classic.

The electronics box was clearly fucked, and would fuck anyone that was unlucky enough to open it - which just so happened to be the ship's rookie the very second Jimmy strolled by.

But Jimmy didn't say that. He figured it could be a good learning opportunity for Daisuke. (And the kid made for such an easy punching bag.)

"Listen. Relax. We don't have to tell him. You know how to fix it. Right?"

[ilragno]

[imogenheaneys]

LOTTIE MATTHEWS + her pink cropped faux fur sweater and matching plaid skirt (Yellowjackets, 1.01) — @lgbtqcreators creator bingo: wardrobe

[ih0pethishurts]

The guys were taking their time in there. What the hell? They were way past schedule, and the pathetically small bribe Jimmy had given the dock supervisor offered very little wiggle room to be this late. 

So when he heard footsteps echoing down the metal catwalk, Jimmy wasn’t too alarmed. He'd play it cool. Done it all before.

He snubbed out his smoke on his boot and flicked it away behind some of the more robust looking boxes. Fire hazard, after all. 

“...Yeah. I’m Jimmy.” 

Who’s asking? The man didn’t look impressed, and Jimmy couldn’t blame him. Everyone knew about Pony Express and the company’s reputation for being a pain in the ass to deal with. (Which Jimmy liked. It helped him feel in control when corporate had told him he didn’t need to say shit when people came a’sniffing. Contact HR first. Their legal team would send a representative immediately. Or face termination for violation of employee responsibilities.)

“Something you need help with? We’re just wrapping up with inventory.” Jimmy asked, standing to his full height while sizing up the man. No idea where he came from, except it was clear he wasn't some suit.

[🌐]  John J. Carver was born in Mariner Valley, Mars. He wasn't on Earth all that often in all his life before, and he could have cared less about it. That he was on Earth on that particular day was only because of a special mission and nothing else. Find and apprehend the smugglers who stole Military Engines.

It should have been a job for the soldiers on Earth. A special unit for cases of the investigative kind. Instead they sent him and a small squad. Shortage of personnel his ass.

Stay discreet, they said. Was this some sort of sickening test?

Carver sent the few soldiers under his care to patrol the Space station. He himself went to have a talk with a guy who allegedly had contact with the smugglers once before he became a pilot for 'Pony Express'. Oh, he was not looking forward to that.

At least it was not hard to find the Tulpar among the huge spacecrafts that stood around. Not many freighter had actual crews anymore. And that guy, Jimmy... Carver found him sitting outside on one of the cargo boxes. Waiting? Lazing around? Whatever.

"Hey! Are you Jimmy?"

@ih0pethishurts

[bluntbambzie]

pre crash tai & lottie !!

[loonylodestone]

procrastinating drawing shaunahat by...drawing shaunahat

[heartz4shauna]

OOOOUUUGGHHH MY BABY POOCHIE CUTIE SWEETHEART ANGEL LOVELY PRECIOUS GORGEOUS SUNSHINE GIRLS

[callmeakblr]

This theory feels real now more than ever

[danisbrainrot]

in honour of your cake day 🎂🎉!! yellowjackets characters celebrating your bday with you ?

all the girls gathered around the table as you flicked your hair behind your back and smiled. "happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you," they sung in unison, cheesy grins adorning all of their faces. the candles' flames danced atop of your cake as you eagerly waited to blow them out.

as the song ended jackie yelled out, "hip hip," a twinkling look in her eye and her grin forming more of a smirk.

"hooray!!" the rest of the team cheered. this went on twice more, before a round of applause erupted. you bent down and blew hard, extinguishing all the candles with one breath. squeezing your eyes shut tightly, you prayed that you would always be friends and your future would be filled with plenty more experiences with the girls you'd grown to love.

"what'd you wish for?" natalie asked, bringing the cup to her lips.

you shook your head, "can't tell you, otherwise it won't come true," you replied, shrugging your shoulders as she rolled her eyes.

lottie wrapped her arms around you, "no you're right. no one wants to give the birthday girl bad luck," she announced, earning a fee drunken cheers. you smiled brightly, looking around at the girls that surrounded you.

holding your hand out for laura lee to take, you squeeze it gently. "thank you all, for coming tonight," you appreciated them.

"you can always count on where there's booze, there's natalie," taissa teased, receiving a dirty glare from the blonde.

the music picks up again and you find out that mari has changed the song to something you all know and love. immediately all the girls race to the dancefloor, and you take shauna by the hands, encouraging her to dance with you. eventually everyone forms a circle and begins dancing like drunk toddlers, leaning on each other for support and trying not to fall over.

looking around at your wonderful teammates, you couldn't help but think about how this was the best birthday you'd ever had.

[ih0pethishurts]

@muses-inn / Isaac

Lunch was served, but Jimmy had lost his appetite. 

His eyes swept across the canteen and the various workers taking their breaks. Almost all of them were temporary, just here for preparations. They’d never leave Earth. 

But there. Sitting alone. Some brown-nosing tool, eager to impress the higher-ups with his checklists and tablets and paperwork. Apparently the guy thought it was fine to sidestep the rest of the crew to do his work. Curly and Jimmy had only received the news after the initial walkthrough, which had freaked them both out. 

Jimmy’s suspicions were high - it could be trouble if the maintenance guy said they weren’t fit to fly. That could mean months of delay for repairs, and it was likely Pony Express would put the crew on furlough, which meant months of no pay.

And Jimmy couldn’t afford to let that happen. He needed the money. (And more importantly, something to do. An escape from his life on Earth. A purpose.)

“Hey.” He promptly dropped his meal tray from a good height so that it clattered HARD against the table, then took his seat next to the man. So they were close. “I’m Jimmy. I’m the co-pilot of the Pony Express. Nice to meet you. I heard you got a sneak peek of the Tulpar today. Sorry the captain and I couldn’t make it, we’d have liked to welcome you aboard personally.” 

Jimmy was civil, smiling, turned to face the man. Internally, it felt as if his guts were twisting like snakes. 

“How’d she look?”

[ladyinbl00d]

when misty hallucinates precrash nat.. that version of nat before everything that happened to her and nat.

saying she shouldnt take shit from dirtbags and how she doesnt need to take shit from anyone.

maybe precrash nat said those words to precrash misty when she got picked on by other girls and it stuck with her without her knowing.

[myownperception83]

[jpg-of-dorian-slay]

shauna trying to be cruel and punish nat but she cares so much and she covers ben's face for her i'm crying

[honeycrispjamz]

precrash mistynat, 1992-1996