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Nancy wore shorts sometimes, in the summer. Short little shorts that presented their own challenges to Robin's fragile psyche. And to bed, too, when they'd slept over each others' houses and dorms and now apartments. Shorts or pajama pants. Sometimes not even that. Not that Robin noticed. Not that it mattered. Not that it was any of her business what kind of clothes Nancy liked to sleep in, even if they were sleeping in the same bed.
But in the daytime, Nancy wore skirts. And at night, if she had time to change after work before they went out, sometimes she wore dresses.
And Robin was the worst person in the world.
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03 Nov 2025
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I don't believe in god, but I believe you're my saviour by Thatoneloser_kid
Fandoms: Yellowjackets (TV)
18 Jan 2025
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“What the fuck was that about?”
“There was an argument-” Tai started, but stopped when Nat's eyes cut to her.
“An argument? Are you all fucking stupid?” Nat scowled at the girls around her, pointing at Tai. “She said it, cold enough that dying feels like falling asleep. It was snowing, for fuck sake.”
“She chose to leave,” Shauna said.
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Or Nat gets to Jackie before she dies.
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21 Sep 2025
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It always starts like this: Jackie sort of straddling Nat’s thigh, slipping her hands beneath her worn-out shirt and making contact with the skin underneath.
(a treatise on collision.)
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05 Sep 2025
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The baby lives.
It’s the only good thing Shauna has left to hold onto—and even that doesn’t feel real most days. The others are distant now, wary, watching her like she’s half-possessed. Like she’s a cracked glass about to shatter. Maybe she is.
Natalie’s the only one who doesn’t flinch. The only one who slips inside the cabin after dark, silent as snowfall, to sit by the fire and take the baby from her arms without asking. She doesn’t coo or smile, just rocks him gently, eyes shadowed and tired, but steady.
And somehow that’s the beginning of something—not soft, not exactly tender, but necessary. The kind of bond that grows in the hollows between grief and survival. They take turns watching the baby through the night.
Out here, love doesn’t look like what it used to.
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25 Aug 2025
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So Mi just wants to stop losing more of herself—piece by piece, mind and body—to whatever lies beyond the Blackwall.
She's tired. So fucking tired.
And yet—
"I understand you, and trust you."
Everything falls apart.
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A series of scenes where So Mi hopelessly falls for our favorite merc and, no matter how stubborn she is, there's absolutely nothing she can do about it. Tragic, really.
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15 Jul 2025