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#EXI1ED.    a private & selective roleplay blog for JACKIE TAYLOR of the tv series, YELLOWJACKETS.      canon divergent, with a variety of verses to choose from.      please read carrd information before interacting.      est. 2023.      protected by lyns  (  29,  she  /  her  ).      affiliated with @enr4ged.      carrd.

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a blog revamp might be exactly what i need....

[claudiawaseverything]

Well, aren't you the greatest thing to ever exist?

- Lacy, Olivia Rodrigo

Yellowjackets Appreciation Week - day six🤍

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i know i've dropped off the face of the planet and i'm sorry !!!

real life started kicking my ass so i started spending my free time reading because #self-care. my jackie muse has tanked a bit, and writing is... not easy atm, but i've had some muse for @ofwildfire if anyone's interested. <3

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sorry for the lack of activity like... everywhere, but real life is handing me my ass atm and any down time i have is going toward video games because its my last form of energy-free escapism.

[noahwhyle]

Max Wolfe and Audrey Hope in Gossip Girl (2021-) | S02E03 ‘Great Reputations’ 

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⠀⠀ the woods have 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ever since you got lost in them. the wilderness has chosen you. ⠀⠀ by zawn⠀21+⠀gmt

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YELLOWJACKETS | 1.01 "PILOT"

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i'll be on and off today, so if you'd like to talk muses or plot anything, hmu on disco! @ punchyladrue.

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[sineva]

Marion Cotillard for Marie Claire France

photographed by Van Mossevelde + N

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in return for surviving, the wilderness still takes something from jackie. her life isn't free; nothing in the wilderness can ever be given for free. as time passes, she begins to lose her grip on sanity.

she starts seeing things after she first finds javi. mostly shadowy figures, which she puts off on fear and darkness whenever possible. occasionally she hears voices but she'll tell herself its just the wind.

but after a month in the tree hollow, she starts to believe the white elk is truly around. she just knows her and javi are not the people to catch and kill it. this is part of why she keeps checking on the cabin group; she wants to know if they've killed it yet, if they have that food they desperately need.

after the second month in the tree hollow, she knows the voices she's hearing aren't the wind, but she's in denial... this is close to when van and tai find javi and she returns to the cabin because she doesn't want to be alone now that they've taken him back. her fear of what the voices and shadows might do is too strong to face alone.

things escalate from there. she's no lottie; there isn't a bond, the communication isn't two sided, she can't make deals with the wilderness. it just wants her scared. and she is scared. the hungrier she gets, the scarier it gets, but again; she tries to deny its real. she tries to act normal and fine for shauna when shauna goes into labor, and then that all unfolds the way it does and the pair of them aren't capable of caring for themselves, much less each other.

by the time they're preparing to hunt one of their own, jackie's much quieter. she admits the things she sees because they're so vivid, she thinks the others can see them. shauna's the first she admits it to, of course. an elk in the window; can't you see it? no one can. no one wants to tell her that. they placate, they contemplate hunting her, they discard it when they realize the wilderness has chosen her in it's own way. in her lucid moments, she thinks they're insane. in her darkest moments, she can be convinced of almost anything. this is how they get her to eat; we found the elk. we're spared another week. she believes.

she still helps; she'll empty buckets, she'll read aloud if anyone wants to sit and listen. sometimes the stories take a turn from the real narrative into the creepy, but usually she gets back on track eventually.

it goes on like this until the cold breaks, giving her a much needed reprieve; the wilderness can be kind, too.

[mau1ed]

𝐚𝐧𝐝 . . . 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝖜𝖔𝖑𝖋 . ᵐᵃᵘ¹ᵉᵈ : independent, private, extremely selective ⱽᴬᴺ⁽ᴱˢˢᴬ⁾ ᴾᴬᴸᴹᴱᴿ of showtime's ʸᵉˡˡᵒʷʲᵃᶜᵏᵉᵗˢ. by kayla, twenty5. est 2023. triggering content ahead, twenty1+ only.

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@mau1ed said: "spit it out, what is it exactly?"

even years of therapy can't fully stop the way that jackie overthinks the tone of van's voice, the sharpness of the words catching all her battered, frayed edges. she wants to shrug it off, wants to think she's beyond these feelings now, but being around them all has a way of taking her right back to her high school insecurities.

this is why she skipped the reunions.

"you don't have to be so crabby," she retorts, but her voice doesn't have the edge she hopes for. "i didn't realize we were still frenemies."

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@antiler said: "spit it out, what is it exactly?"

fingers twist and pull at each other, the dirt beneath her nails long past being a bother; she could clean them, but they'd be ruined again in mere hours. everything here was foul and desecrated anyway, so what did it matter if she wasn't perfect anymore? she takes the question as permission (though it couldn't be further from), folding herself onto the ground next to where natalie sat now, barely meeting the blonde's eye.

"i... wanted to apologize," because her mind was her own for now and logic told her it was time to get her shit together while she could. jackie never knew how long it would be between bouts of lucidity. there wasn't a lot of time to waste these days. "for... you know..." and god, she hoped natalie would take the bare minimum.

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y'all coordinated this don't lie to me @mau1ed @antiler

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⠀⠀ the woods have 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ever since you got lost in them. the wilderness has chosen you. ⠀⠀ by zawn⠀21+⠀gmt