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hey...... how yall doing

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i am so sorry i am in such a writing slump rn :(

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just finished s2 with my mom and she's a coach ben apologist 😔

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it was true. van palmer was a picker. if she liked you, she probably picked on you & it was always in the most affectionate way. they picked on all of the yellowjackets, but taissa turner got the brunt of their unconventional way of showing affection. ⁽ thinking of the implications of this fact was enough to make van's cheeks flush the same color of the locks she was currently detangling ⁾. van liked to get under tai's skin, the taller girl was committed to staying cool headed so when they were able to make the oh so level headed, soccer star, honor student flustered, she considered it a win. today was no different. she'd taken to teasing over a girl who sat a row over from them in their history class, had noticed the way tai seemed to notice her. van would know after all, it was the same way the ginger looked at her.

they'd never uttered a word out loud to each other. if you've seen van ... you didn't have to. you just knew & she'd never exactly been subtle about it. taissa on the other hand ... well, lets just call it a feeling. besides if they were completely wrong with their teasing why was she getting so defensive over it ? girls who looked like tai could get away with acting the way people like jackie & shauna acted with each other & no one would bat an eye. it was the ones who looked like van that painted targets on their backs.

still packing up from practice, tai's sudden retort took the redhead by surprise. blue eyes widen, their mouth opening & closing unable to come up with a witty remark quick enough.  ❛ oh, come on tai, you really think i would give a shit if you liked girls ? i mean, look at me. ❜ jealous ? well ... yeah. maybe the teasing got more directed, more borderline downright slandering, because she was pushing tai to either admit it & break her heart by having her sights set on someone else or flat out deny it because van could handle falling for a straight girl easier than they could taissa liking someone that wasn't them. the moment the other began to step closer it felt like all the air had been sucked out of the locker room & van could barely hear her own thoughts over the sound of her heartbeat in her ears. back pressed against the cool metal of the lockers, van couldn't tear her eyes from the other.  ❛ and if i said you ? ❜ any trace of poking & prodding had left their voice, something more serious & so un-van like replacing it as a brow arched upwards.

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it was normal for the two of them to be in the locker room alone. they'd often stay back after the team left and just talk. but that's just what best friends did ... wanting to be around each other all of the time that was. there was something in the air, though. van had been on and off teasing her all day. taissa had acted like she didn't mind it. it was stupid, anyways. she knew the other always wanted to crack a joke and what was even a better joke compared to the constant stream of teasing that taissa liked one of the girls in their class? it was so ridiculous. taissa turner was too good for crushes. she was too mature. who even had time for anything like that? certainly not taissa, who was more concerned about winning every soccer game and acing all her classes. having a crush on anyone let alone a girl was silly.

it's not like she hadn't thought about it though. sometimes she'd look at van and wonder if that's what people were talking about when they'd gushed about some boy. but then she'd try and be rational ... tell herself that she didn't need more drama. who knows what the other girls on the team would say? van palmer was her best friend. her teammate. they didn't live in some fantasy world. she wonders why the teasing had come out of nowhere, a pit in her stomach and a feeling of defensiveness clouding her thoughts. it was a joke. van didn't mean any of it, she's sure of that.

maybe the last joke they made had sent her over the edge. she glares, crossing her arms as she looks at the other. "and what if i did like her?" she definitely doesn't. "what, would you be jealous? you're spending an awful amount of time speculating on my love life today, van." taissa suppresses the urge to be downright mean, holding herself back out of utter frustration. van doesn't deserve that, she knows that in her heart. she's walking closer to her friend, though - arms still crossed and her heart beating out of her chest. "at this point i don't know who you have a crush on more - me or her." she says without thinking, surprising herself in the process.

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pov: my ex texted me ? after ? silence for six months ? besties i'm scared !!!!!

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' i'm on some apps. ' ' strictly casual. ' ' trust me, it's better this way. ' :

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i had every intention of writing today & then woke up feeling like absolute shit ( go figure on my last off day ofc ) & ended up sleeping on & off most of the day but i'll be around tomorrow !!! gonna start working on a web weave i think xo

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SHE REALLY DREW ME A DIAGRAM

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one of the friends i forced into watching this show WAS a soccer player in high school and now she's teaching me soccer & working theories based on their positions they played

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the first time van stepped foot in new jersey since leaving & building her reclusive life in ohio it had been for a funeral. natalie's funeral. natalie her friend. natalie their hunter. it never got easier ... burying someone you love. it didn't take much convincing on tai's part for van to commit to moving back to wiskayok, the store already in shambles financially, she sold it for the first offer she got & allowed their teenage helpers along with the few regulars who hung around to take anything they wanted to keep as mementos. loading her life into boxes was the easy part, severing that last piece of 1996 vanessa palmer was the hard one. but within a few days time, everything was squared away & her truck was pulling into taissa's driveway, boxes being toted in by both of them. ⁽ the implications of such a thing happening is not beyond her, knows of the looks & the whispers they will get from the same people who snickered behind her back in the halls of whs, the ones they'll get even from the only other people just like them in the world. ⁾ it felt ... wrong to be here, like they were invading a life that wasn't theirs. though in the months since they'd stumbled back into each other's worlds, simone had packed her things, van can't help but think about the life that was lived here. gaps in pictures on the walls that once held photos of the three of them & only removed to make this transition easier. she pushes the thought away quickly, beginning to unload her things into the guestroom offered.

it was an awkward dance, two people who once knew the other like the backs of their hands, so close you couldn't tell where one ended & the other began suddenly unsure of how to exist in each other's space.  ❛ thanks again, ❜ van muttered through a mouthful as the pair settled at the kitchen island for a take-out buffet, the reward for a hard day's work.  ❛ y'know ... for letting me stay here until i get back on my feet. ❜ adds the latter mostly for herself, even while knowing that day will never come. some ... thing call it fate, call it the wilderness, call it what you want, but it lead them back to each other & van would be stupid to believe it would allow them to part again. this is where they were supposed to be after all, wasn't it ? gaze turns towards @perfectionreached, small smile ghosting their features.  ❛ i owe you one. ❜

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read a fic where van did movie nights at the store but like the movies shown were like ... based on the other yjs & i just think it's funny to think if you walk past STAFF PICKS ! you might stumble across a shelf labeled like LAURA LEE'S MIX ! / THE TRAVIS COLLECTION ! etc etc dsjlfdslg

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"YOU'RE THE ONLY PERSON I CAN TURN TO" PROMPTS *  adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of action prompts

DIALOGUE PROMPTS

i'm sorry if this is a bad time, but i need your help.

this is a matter of life and death.

trust me, if i could go to someone else, i would.

i know you don't owe me a thing, but i'm desperate.

this is the last time i ask you for help. i promise.

please don't make me do this by myself.

you're the only one who knows how to do this.

all right, all right, i'm sorry! now will you help me?

i didn't know who else to turn to.

this was the last place i wanted to go.

you know what i'm dealing with. you have all the answers.

please. this is worse than i imagined and i need your help.

you promised them you'd help me.

can we put our feelings aside? i really need your help.

i won't ever ask you for help ever again.

would you just listen to me for two seconds?

i'll explain everything. please come back inside.

i hate this just as much as you do.

i ran out of options.

i don't know how else to ask you.

you're the only person who will listen to me.

you've got to help me out with this.

this is my last chance.

just help me with this, and i'll be out of your hair for good.

i wouldn't come here for nothing.

you're the only person i can rely on.

i trust you to help me.

you helped them. why can't you help me? what makes me so different?

look. put our pasts aside and just help me, would you?

you're my last resort.

it all hangs in the balance.

this is do or die.

you promised me you'd help if it came down to it.

are you busy? i could use your help.

ACTION PROMPTS

[ stormy ] sender arrives at receiver's doorstep soaking wet

[ bloody ] sender arrives at receiver's doorstep bleeding and injured

[ call out ] sender calls out to receiver to help them in a moment of grave danger

[ text ] sender texts receiver asking for them to swing by and save them from a bad or awkward situation

[ call ] sender calls receiver in a time of need

[ wait ] sender is waiting in receiver's house when they come home, there to plead their case and ask for receiver's help

[ find ] sender locates receiver after hours of searching and pleads for their help

[ shout ] sender shouts receiver's name, desperate for help

[ panic ] sender approaches receiver in a panic and tries to explain to them what's going on

[ hide ] sender hides behind receiver's body

[ stranger ] sender desperately asks receiver, a stranger, for help with something

[ reluctant ] sender reluctantly asks for receiver's help

[ refuse ] sender refuses to help receiver

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m.isty said lot doesn't want us to waste her if she dies and ta.i says we have to find a way to survive that's not her & they know they need to give the wilderness some kind of offering to save lot & also themselves but at this point their offerings have been locks of hair and buttons and the slicing of palms to spill blood they haven't sacrificed something as big as one of their own yet & v.an says (i imagine anyway) let's take our chore chart that has one card that's separated from the rest, the one without its mates and let it decide which one of us it wants because there's no fair way of doing this otherwise we all have to be vulnerable to it. l.ottie may have started it in terms of listening to the trees & making offerings to the dirt but she was never violent. not really. sh.auna ignites what v.an always knew would happen, they'd turn on each other. they'd resort to violence and lot took it so they wouldn't have to so the least they could do is sacrifice one of themselves to save her, right?

then we flash to 2021 and sh.auna's agreeing but we have to do it right, we have to give it a hunt but of course it's a distraction so we can figure out how to lock her back up & n.at's right they can't just lock her up & call it a day but is surprised when v.an agrees & i think in that moment n.atalie remembers the first time v.anessa p.almer had thoughts about a hunt. she started it. she wanted it to happen again, masquerades it as wanting to save l.ottie the heartache of being committed again and while i think that's true. that v.an feels immense guilt that she was labeled as crazy while the rest of them got to continue living even though they all lived through the same thing, v.an's also... dying. staring death square in the face again & hey every other time they've done this they've been rewarded maybe it's v.an's turn to be rewarded but hey if they draw the queen who cares? they've got months of life to live anyway what's a few months short gonna change about that? the hunt was either going to kill her or heal her & v.an didn't care which one it was

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ho.zier's new album is soooo v.an coded don't talk to me

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joey: oh so you were LOOKING looking huh

me:

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they hit van with the dash update i hate it here