#rabbitbled

[feminaferitas]

closed starter for @rabbitbled set in the s3 springtime in a jackie lives AU

The worst part of all this is, now even if Jackie wanted to help, she couldn't.

Well, she could. Probably, if she wanted it that badly. But there's still a part of her that's frozen in place, left with the snow that had turned to slush a week or two ago. She's lost track of the days out here, but the others say it's springtime. They don't really say it to her, but they say it.

Ever since Lottie had dragged her in from the snow for some unseen purpose, Jackie has been trying to understand her place in all of this. She wasn't good, or strong, or brave like the others. And while her deadened nerves and blackened skin were recovering from severe third degree frostbite -- thanks for the diagnosis, Dr. Quigley -- there isn't much she can do to really help with the chores and the reorganization of everything after the cabin fire.

They have her hanging the wash on the line to dry. Simple enough task to do with hands that can barely tie her shoelaces anymore. Actually, Jackie's not sure whose shoelaces these started as...

She notices Shauna approach, but says nothing, trying to build up words like walls in her mind to defend from criticism of her laundry skills -- or lack thereof.

[divinetenebris-movedarchived]

Normally a calm and collected man, just like he had been as a boy, Charlie couldn’t help his face at @rabbitbled's last name. It was true he had all but ripped himself from the contact of those who…managed to leave that forest. He wouldn’t use the word unscathed though. But the last name brought his dark eyebrows up for a second. There was no hiding that one. “Shauna Sadecki. Of course. Of course, feel free to bring the both of you in.”

The punk turned teacher made sure to keep the door open and usher the both in. He took the moment where she passed by him to whisper, urgently, quickly, “What kind of luck is that for us-” But he knew the answer to that. What kind of luck? Their luck. The brand of luck that would get kids stuck in the woods for nineteen months. “Feel free to pull up any chair you like. This isn’t a strict classroom at all.”

[tornblackedgcs]

@rabbitbled for the plotted discord thing idk

How was it that a student failed a music class, Charlie would never know. Especially one in high school. He liked to think he was a pretty relaxed teacher, especially considering the past. But Callie was just...not all there. It seemed like she was always somewhere else- sometimes even literally. So he set up a parent-teacher conference for him and her parents. Or parent in this case.

When he opened up the door to the knocking sound, he had first twinge of regret in many years. He definitely should have kept up with the girls better as they grew because the jump scare of seeing Shauna there kicked the air from his lungs. "Oh. You...are Callie's mother I'd assume?" God, that sounded so awkward. No hello? No greeting at all? "Hello, I'm Mr. O'Reilly, pleasure-" He reached out and stared at the woman he had spent months in the woods with a neutral look.

[thatfeedsme]

starter for @rabbitbled .

aquatic hues trail to the frame of one shauna shipman . feet continuing in their stride back towards camp . she didn't trust her . she was a loose canon , just waiting to explode on someone else . an obvious attempt to control everyone around her when making the decision not to leave . & with natalie no longer being the leader , they were all going to be fucked if she didn't at least try to see where her head is at .

🙶 seems like the game out here is getting less & less everyday . 🙷 she speaks up , breaking the air of silence that'd been between the two for the last hour . lips purse & oxygen leaves harshly through nostrils , allowing more syllables to filter from pink rosebuds after a beat longer . 🙶 this winter will be even harsher than the last if we don't leave soon . 🙷

[misquigley]

@rabbitbled asked: 5 or 15 for the playlist/lyric starters!! Just a Girl by Florence + The Machine cover

Natalie was losing her place as their leader. Part of her felt to blame for that seeing as she blabbed to Shauna about Nat knowing where Ben was hiding away. Even now, she didn't know why she had told the other, why she had even voiced her suspicion that she knew to be true. Validation, earn herself a cozy spot beside Shauna, to wind up on her good side? Misty didn't know and she feared she wouldn't know; either because she would ignore it, her mind wouldn't allow her to answer her own question, or because there wasn't a clear cut and dry answer.

She simply was the way she was. Even if she hated it, herself, deep down inside.

Everything was said and done though. Ben had been found guilty, the others were hesitant with keeping Natalie in charge, and Shauna was beginning to become a more present option for the role. Her display of intimidating everyone to damn their coach to execution, had proved that there was going to be a shift in power. Was just a matter of when.

"Your rule of thumb makes me worrisome," the blonde found herself sheepishly saying, her head down and eyes staring at the ground. Everyone had dispersed, tending to their chores, keeping watch of Ben being added to the list. "With how you cheated to get Ben sentenced." She knew she was walking a thin line with the other who had become more and more unpredictable as time went on.

[fakeddeath]

the sun had barely risen and almost all the other girls were still asleep — those who were actually awake were too distracted keeping their eyes on coach scott, that they weren't really paying attention to anyone else anyway — so as she noticed shauna slipping back into her hut, melissa figured this was as good a time as ever to check in.

❛ you uh... you good? ❜ hesitant words slipped softly from her lips, as she anxiously appeared at the entrance to shauna's hut. the night before had been something she wasn't expecting ; and that was saying something, they'd seen a lot of weird shit during their time in the wilderness and few things surprised her any more.

@rabbitbled // starter call.

[divinetenebris-movedarchived]

@rabbitbled

There was lying. There was being stupid. And then there was lying and being stupid. If there ever was a person who did both, it was clearly Jeff Sadecki. Because in what world would you think it's a good idea to go to a party, that you knew your girlfriend was going to, and be there after having told said girlfriend that you were feeling too ill to go out. Then be making out with some random girl in the corner. Seriously, what fucking school did she even go to?

Jackie spun back around to Shauna with a deep malice in her eyes, matching the pain of stinging in her heart. "He must be drunk or out of his fucking mind. Do you see Jeff? Right over there? Not even trying to hide it?" So, okay- sure, Jackie hadn't exactly promised she'd be at this party. And okay, sure- they had broken up about two weeks ago. But that stuff never stuck! Where did he get off? "Can we go outside? Find the keg? I need to drown out this image seared into my head right now."

[narrativeobsession]

@rabbitbled had coffee

He's new to the area. Carmen DeVolay and his warm, gentle eyes and ever present smile. A bit tired today, that smile, but he hopes that exhaustion will be banished with the mug of coffee he holds between his hands.

"kids, you know?" He says to Shauna, giving his head a small shake. "canary still barely sleeps through the night. the doctor i took him to wants him to try some kind of medication. i just don't know! he's so young..."