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@lottiesgrl
bee nineteen she/they autistic lesbian 18+ mdni yellowjackets writer
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i've also got some lovely anon requests from my hiatus so to anyone who left an ask, expect to see that written up soon! i love getting requests so please don't feel afraid to pop into my inbox and request something of me. the current queue is sitting at 2 requests so (knowing my posting schedule) new requests might take a couple days but dont let that scare you away! you guys give me the motivation to keep writing so thank you 🫶
I definitely need a part 2 of “𝗶'𝗺 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 '𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗯𝘄𝗮𝘆” but not mentally prepared because I just know it’s gonna break my heart
oh id love to do another part to that... that was my first fic to ever grace this blog and to say it's a bit old and rusty is an understatement 😭 lottiesgrl nation, how are we feeling about this one? if enough of you guys want it, then you shall have it <3
bee posting again for the first time in over 5 months? more likely than you think! anyways ive been working on that fic since the s3 shauna clip first dropped at the yellowjackets nyc panel (which i was at... humble flex) so to finally be publishing it is HUGE. the good news is i'm done my first year of college and will hopefully be more active on here over the summer! you guys are so amazing - i still get likes and reblogs on my old content from 2024 to this day. i hope you all enjoy this new fic!!
𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘅 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝘂𝗻𝗮
cw: nsfw, hate sex, biting, slight degradation kink, oral sex, fingering, multiple orgasms (implied)
༉‧₊˚. you're not sure why shauna's been so upset recently. after all, all you've been doing is spending time with the rest of the team. van has practically been the only thing keeping you guys sane out here.
༉‧₊˚. and yet, every time you return to your tent after sitting with the girls and listening to van's stories, shauna seems upset with you. what is her deal?
༉‧₊˚. it all comes to a head one day when you decide to try and lighten shauna's mood with one of van's stories.
༉‧₊˚. "shauna, you will not believe what van was saying. she was telling us a story story, but then, when she-"
༉‧₊˚. that was all you managed to say before shauna snapped, shutting her journal and standing up to be at eye level with you.
༉‧₊˚. "god, can you shut up? i don't care about van's stories!"
༉‧₊˚. you're taken aback. why is she so upset? is it something about the story? you ask her, and she replies, just as agitated as before
༉‧₊˚. "i don't really care to sit here and listen to you guys laugh about van's stupid stories. my best friend is dead. my baby is dead. and you want to sit around listening to her talk about 'sacrifices' and 'miracles'?"
༉‧₊˚. you're absolutely baffled. on one hand, you understand that shauna has gone through so much out here, and has the right to be upset. but on the other hand, it's just a bunch of stories. what's so wrong with having fun?
༉‧₊˚. so, you tell her. well, at least, you try to. "i understand that you've been through a lot, but-"
༉‧₊˚. "no, you don't fucking understand! not a single one of you guys understand what i've been through! stop pretending like you do!"
༉‧₊˚. while she speaks, she steps forward, getting into your personal space. this close, you can't help yourself from staring, noticing (not for the first time; you've been aware of shauna's beauty since before you crashed) how gorgeous she looks, even when she's angry at you.
༉‧₊˚. you have half a mind to step back, but you can't bring yourself to, stepping forward to rest a hand on her waist. she flinches away at first, but then she relaxes into your touch. your eyes find hers and there are so many emotions in her gaze: anger, hurt, and... something else. something much darker.
༉‧₊˚. after a brief moment, shauna pushes forward, attaching her lips to yours with a force that has you jolting backwards. it's not like the first time you two kissed - she's aggressive, almost, as her teeth find your bottom lip and she tugs it between your teeth.
༉‧₊˚. you've noticed this rougher, more aggressive side of her before when you've had sex, but it's nothing like this. this time, the two of you are stuck out in the middle of nowhere, starving and losing your minds. and shauna is so hungry, in more ways than one.
༉‧₊˚. she backs you up until you're pressed against the makeshift wall of your "hut" (or what passed for it) and sticks her hands under your shirt, her fingers exploring the skin of your stomach and chest.
༉‧₊˚. "shaun-" you try and say as soon as you pull away, but shauna presses her lips against yours again, devouring any of the words you had for her. not that you were complaining.
༉‧₊˚. "shut up," she grumbles, clearly still upset. you could tell both from her tone and from the way that she touched you, harsh and rough. and yet somehow you still loved it. you wanted more.
༉‧₊˚. so, who are you to disobey her? you forget what you were gonna say, forget how words work in the first place, and let her touch you how she wants to.
༉‧₊˚. the second she detaches her lips from your mouth, they trail down to your neck. the days of you asking her not to leave marks, worried that your parents may see, were over. she immediately opened her mouth and sucked, right on your pulse point, causing your head to lull back instinctively.
༉‧₊˚. like the rest of her actions, she isn't gentle - there's the slightest hint of her teeth against her skin, but she isn't biting down... hard, at least.
༉‧₊˚. that comes a second later, as she trails rough, open-mouthed kisses down your neck. you tilt your head to the side so she has better access, and she takes it, growling against her skin as she makes her way to the skin where your head connects to your collarbone.
༉‧₊˚. she pauses, drags her tongue over the skin, and then-
༉‧₊˚. "fuck!" she fucking bit you. and it wasn't gentle, either - any harder and you're sure she would've drawn blood.
༉‧₊˚. a groan falls from your lips as her tongue darts out again, soothing the area where she bit down. a part of your brain is registering the pain, and fuck, it hurts, but another, much louder part of your brain is sending heat straight down to your core.
༉‧₊˚. from there, she continues downwards, grabbing at the bottom of your shirt and pulling it up above your head. you lift your hands to assist her and it's not long before you're topless before her.
༉‧₊˚. shauna pulls back and, just for a moment, you realize how hungry she actually looks; and not just in a physical way. her eyes are raking over your body, and the anger is still there, but it's been mostly replaced with something else - wanting.
༉‧₊˚. "tell me to stop," she breathes under her breath, a little bit more uncertain. "if you want me to stop, tell me and i will."
༉‧₊˚. you think for a moment, wondering if it's really the best idea to be having sex when she's so pent up, but the throbbing between your legs says otherwise. so, you respond to her, equally as quiet and vulnurable, "i don't want you to stop."
༉‧₊˚. that's all it takes for her to lunge forward, her hands starting at your waist and slowly dragging upwards. you shiver against her touch and it only spurs her on.
༉‧₊˚. when her hands finally reach your chest, she shoots you a hungry glance in affirmation and with a quick nod, she dives in. her hands roughly knead the skin there, drawing moans out of your mouth practically beyond your control.
༉‧₊˚. her mouth finds your nipple before you're even aware of it, and she wastes no time in nibbling and sucking like she's a woman starved (which, granted, she is.)
༉‧₊˚. as good as this all feels, as much as you'd be content to sit here and have her play with your tits for hours, the ache between your legs is getting harder to ignore. so you thread a hand in her hair and gently push her downwards, hoping she gets the gist.
༉‧₊˚. as content as she would be to devour you whole while never giving you exactly what you wanted (especially when the anger still lingers in her bones, hot and fiery), she relents and drops down to continue her ministrations against the soft skin of your inner thighs.
༉‧₊˚. if you thought she was rough before, she's certainly rougher now. her nails dig into your thighs like she's trying to rip you open, leaving tiny crescent-shaped indentations in the meat of your thighs.
༉‧₊˚. after a while, she pulls back, leaving you breathless and panting and ridiculously aroused. she seems to be admiring her handiwork and you idly think about how on earth you're going to cover this up so that you don't get an earful from nat, or worse, mari.
༉‧₊˚. she doesn't give you any time to dwell on that as a moment later she's sticking a finger inside of you so unceremoniously that your back arches and you have to fight every single part of your body and mind to not moan so loud you'd startle the animals.
༉‧₊˚. "shauna, j- jesus fuck, you..." you can barely form a full sentance with just how turned are you on. she shoots you a pointed glare, not even needing to say a word for you to get the idea and shut your mouth. seems like she's not in a very talkative mood.
༉‧₊˚. barely a minute in and she's slipping a second finger in, followed by a third. she's using the full force of her arm to thrust into you and god, does it feel good. you can see the way her muscles flex as she pounds her fingers deep inside of you and you want to scream, to cry, to find any way to shut yourself up.
༉‧₊˚. "you're fucking soaked," she huffs. it sounds almost like she's criticizing you, but she's practically panting in time with her thrusts. you know that if you pulled down her pants, she'd be just as turned on as you, if not more. "do you get off to me being mean to you?"
༉‧₊˚. you can't answer, not when her fingers are curling and holy shit, she's pressing against the spot that makes you see stars and you don't know how much more you can take.
༉‧₊˚. the silence isn't enough for her, it seems. "answer me," she growls, and punctuates the demand with a particularly hard thrust that almost does you in.
༉‧₊˚. "o- oh my god, shauna- yes, fuck, i- i love it when you're mean to me...!" the words barely manage to escape your lips between pants and whimpers but it seems to satiate her as you notice the faintest hint of a smirk cross her face.
༉‧₊˚. you don't even need to tell her that you're close. she picks up on your body language and right as you open your mouth to tell her, she attaches her mouth to your clit and sucks.
༉‧₊˚. that's all it takes for your orgasm to crash over you, and she has to hold your knees to keep you from crumpling to the ground. she keeps moving her fingers inside you, her teeth barely grazing against your clit as you try not to topple over.
༉‧₊˚. you bite your hand to keep yourself quiet - it only barely works, muffling the strained cry of her name that tears its way from your throat. if it weren't for your hand in your mouth, you're sure the entire wilderness would be able to hear what the two of you were up to.
༉‧₊˚. your orgasm takes its time with you, washing over you in waves until you're boneless and spent. shauna takes her fingers out of your cunt and licks them clean, a display that really shouldn't have you as turned on as you are.
༉‧₊˚. you both stay there, silently basking in the post-orgasm glow, until you start to pull your pants up and shauna stops you. you're confused, looking down at her to see her brows furrowed, and she asks, "where do you think you're going? i'm not done with you yet."
༉‧₊˚. needless to say, you don't leave the hut until hours later, and when mari gets a good look at the way your legs shake as you walk and the purple-red bruises littering your neck, you know you'll never hear the end of it.
side & spam blog!!
she/they. lesbian ⚢. 18+ mdni. main: @rhiannonsknife.
anons:
while i won’t be posting anything explicit, this blog is still intended for an adult audience. i talk about mature topics from time to time and would really prefer to keep this space 18+. so if you’re a minor, please dni.
disregarding my inactivity, my dearly beloved oomf and partner in crime (writing smut) has made a side blog and you all should give it a follow ^_^ new content soon i promise!
bushposting has been paused... for now. i hope you all know that i am honored to have sparked the discussion of yellowjackets bush. i will always be a supporter of full bush till i die 🫡
in the meantime, take a sneak peek at my new fic that's in the works! keep your eyes peeled because it may or may not be dropping soon... 🤭
Yellowjackets Bush Manifesto
SPREAD THE WORD!!!! @rhiannonsknife & @lottiesgrl started this revolution and we will not go down without a fight!!!!
warnings: body hair if that triggers you LEAVE
characters: precrash!main characters
shauna shipman:
obviously full bush OBVIOUSLY. even before the plane crash. soft fuzzy arms, happy trail.
jackie taylor:
tbh i don’t think she’s bald but there’s definitely something. ma'am keeps it in check though.
lottie matthews:
she shaves hers into a little stripe bc she thinks it’s cute, but doesn’t tell anyone. or even better, a heart shape! (as suggested by @puppyscatorccio) tell me i’m wrong.
natalie scatorccio:
obviously fuzzy, but unfortunately she might shave it for a man. an angel loses it’s wings when nat shaves her bush for a man who listens to indie sleaze.
van palmer:
fire crotch, DUH!
taissa turner:
yes of course, my girl cute and curly.
misty quigley:
it’s out of control, and we love her for that. she twirls it when she's bored.
mari:
it depends honestly. sometimes she shaves and sprinkles it into the soup (im kidding guys!!!!)
a/n: guys don’t come for me it’s all fun and games💀💀
this is the one everybody!! the 100% canon bush manifesto of the wiskayok yellowjackets 🙂↕️🙂↕️
the yellowjackets bush fandom is dying, reblog if you want all the yellowjackets to have full bush
just has a very important conversation with @rhiannonsknife and i needed to put out a public census on this very important issue
does shauna shipman have a bush
full bush
partial bush
clean shaven
(p.s. there is a right answer here)
yellowjackets tumblr you have not dissapointed me 🫡 not a single vote for clean shaven I KNOW THATS RIGHT!! shauna shipman is the most full bush to have ever full bush'd and i am so glad that we can agree on this
just has a very important conversation with @rhiannonsknife and i needed to put out a public census on this very important issue
does shauna shipman have a bush
full bush
partial bush
clean shaven
(p.s. there is a right answer here)
ALSO WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?? i love you all so much!! you guys are so awesome :) i've got some special s3 stuff cooking up in the drafts that you won't wanna miss. keep an eye out 👀
unfortunately the second i come back onto this account to write there's discourse about the yellowjackets writing space... what joy...
i'm not going to mention the original poster as they are a minor and have certainly been experiencing far too much harrasment over this, but i'd like to give my thoughts on the manner. i feel like fandom spaces have been adopting more and more puritan ways of thinking, and this is unfortunately no different. it's 100% fine to be uncomfortable with certain works yourself, but there must be a line drawn between finding something personally uncomfortable and shaming/harassing writers. if you are uncomfortable with a work of media, the best and easiest thing you can do is block the tag, block the blog, or skip past posts tagged as nsfw.
THAT BEING SAID!! there has never been a more important time to say that we as writers need to be tagging nsfw fics appropriately! untagged nsfw can be harmful not only to minors (especially for writers who have 18+ blogs) but to those who are personally uncomfortable with nsfw! it's a very important practice to get into if you only occasionally post nsfw/don't have a solely 18+ blog and/or are making mixed sfw/nsfw headcanons.
all in all, please don't send any hatred to anybody involved. if you find something disturbing, it is not the community's duty to cater to your discomfort, simply scroll and move on. writers don't deserve to be harassed or sent hate based on their fics. on the other hand, it is important now more than ever to tag nsfw writing properly for the sake of the whole fandom.
regularly scheduled posting will be soon. love you all! 🫶
── SHATTER YOUR ILLUSIONS OF LOVE
— summary: lucy finds something interesting in an abandoned store. it’s not what she thinks it is.
— warnings: fem!reader. implied lesbian!reader. nsfw content. mdni. strap-on usage. for the sake of the fic, we gotta ignore the sanitary aspect of this.
the wind howls through the cracked windows of the abandoned storefront, rattling the metal grates hanging half off their hinges.
you’re leaning against the weathered brick wall right outside, arms crossed, foot tapping impatiently, and your eyes scanning the empty street for signs of trouble.
traveling through the wasteland was a gamble already, and stopping anywhere for too long only upped the odds of drawing unwanted attention. but lucy had insisted she needed to check inside, claiming she’d seen ‘something interesting’ through the remains of grime-streaked glass.
that had been ten minutes ago.
incredibly honored to have helped in any way with this fic 🫶 icl i giggled a bit at the intro because that's so lucy 😭😭 y'all go give this a read and a like/reblog
hc! jackie has a crush on you and she doesn't hide it well.
jackie taylor x fem!reader
summary: jackie having a painfully obvious crush on you while you remain completely oblivious.
warnings: characters are aged up, oblivious reader, jackie being possessive, jealous, clingy and over-the-top affectionate, jackie being awkwardly sweet, jackie as the most dramatic lesbian alive, not proofread.
a.n: oh hi! its been a long time...
I hope your the right blog to send this to but can you do your headcanons of having sex with a completely feral shauna in the wilderness? How she fucks hard and rough, and how she likes to bite you like a wolf holding its pray still. ( bonus points if Lottie’s the one who’s shaunas fucking 🤭)
𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗹
summary: drabbles about having sex with feral shauna
cw: heeavy nsfw, biting (r!receiving), scratching (both receiving), oral (r!receiving), vague strap on usage (r!receiving), fingering (r!receiving), primal dynamics, roleplay, general filth and smut
an: i usually don't put comments on my fics but this was right up my alley and WHEEEW. i enjoyed writing this one. wrote this all while listening to romeo's daddy by ethel cain so i linked it below for the best reading experience 😇 happy new year y'all
: ̗̀➛ you had already known that shauna had a tendency to be rough during sex, but you had no idea how intense it would get the longer the two of you spent isolated in the wilderness
: ̗̀➛ the first sign that something was changing was in the way that she held you. when she dug her nails into your skin, her grip was so tight that it was almost painful, crescent indents forming in your skin. you didn't mind the pain - if anything, you found it hot
: ̗̀➛ this is especially true whenever she catches one of the girls even looking at you in a funny way. you've always known her to be mildly possessive, but she would usually just sulk away, simmering in her insecurities until you'd reassure her that she was the only one you wanted, not anyone else. but now?
: ̗̀➛ now, shauna's jealousy is fiery. it's angry and red-hot, and the second she catches someone's eyes lingering on your body for too long, her fingers will curl around your thighs and grab at the flesh so that everyone can see
: ̗̀➛ she especially loves to feel the way your flesh molds around her hands when she's fucking you. when you take it from behind, she's got your hips in a vice grip, grabbing you and pulling you back in time with her thrusts. you're sure that there'll be bruises from where her fingertips pressed into your skin
: ̗̀➛ speaking of bruises, shauna absolutely loves to leave her mark on you any way that she can. whether it be fingerprints on your skin, hickeys all over your neck, or bite marks along your collarbone, she can't get enough
: ̗̀➛ her and biting oh my lord... she is a biter. she loves the way that your skin feels around her teeth, and she'll bite any inch of skin that's exposed
: ̗̀➛ going back to what i said about taking it from behind, she loves having you right where she wants you. when she fucks you from the back, she'll have a hand around your neck, tilting your head back, and her teeth will dig into the place where your neck meets your collarbone
: ̗̀➛ all about messy and nasty sex. she's sooo messy when she goes down on you, spit everywhere - all over your thighs, your stomach, and most importantly, your cunt
: ̗̀➛ she'll switch between kissing and biting your thighs as she makes her way up to your pussy, arms wrapped around them to make sure that there's no way you can escape from the pleasure she's about to bring you
: ̗̀➛ her hands force your thighs apart when they try to close around her fingers or her head, growling at you to "be fucking patient", while she continues to tease you and make you beg
: ̗̀➛ and shauna growling at you? yes. the words are coming from somewhere deep inside her chest, somewhere raw and primal and animalistic, and every time she growls in her ear you can feel a wave of arousal shoot through you. she chuckles low in her throat whenever she's fingering you and she can feel you gush when she growls
: ̗̀➛ SCRATCHING WITH SHAUNA. she's so turned on whenever she's fucking into you and she can feel your fingers raking down her skin leaving angry red lines in their wake
: ̗̀➛ she's a scratcher herself, running her nails up and down your chest hard enough for it to leave a mark. it starts as mindless groping and turns into her leaving scratches all over your chest and your stomach, something to remind you of her even after the two of you are done
: ̗̀➛ if you'd allow her, she'd 100% love the idea of a more primal dynamic or roleplay. it thrills her so much to chase after you, knife in hand, knowing that once she catches you, you'll be hers
: ̗̀➛ you're running from her and panting both from exhaustion and excitement, your pussy absolutely throbbing with every step you take. she's always been ridiculously fast, and it takes no time at all for her to catch up to you and tackle you
: ̗̀➛ you're both panting as she presses her knife to her throat, leaning in to kiss you. it's so messy and you can feel the cold metal of the blade and the wet earth around you and lord, it's so hot
: ̗̀➛ begging her not to hurt you and you can see a shine in her eyes as she quickly fumbles with your clothes to get you undressed and get her fingers in between your thighs
: ̗̀➛ who doesn't love a woman who's batshit insane?
IIIIII'M BACK!!! finals totally killed any muse i thought i had and i've been spending the last few weeks trying to recover and spend time with family. that being said, i hope to be back and better than ever! i've got two amazing requests in my inbox and i'm going to expand on that shauna thought from earlier! hoping to get at least one, if not more, done by the new year! you guys have been so awesome and haven't stopped hyping up my posts since i left and i'm so greatful for you all! i hope to see you guys soon!!