#[ ch: shauna shipman. ]

[tuiyla]

listen it’s not like I WANT to be the pretentious asshole all the time but the way some of y’all reduce the complexities of Jackie and Shauna into this sanitized, simple “had the hots for her” love instead of the deeply fucked up, deeply beyond the romantic or the sexual relationship that it was...

well, not me. I support women’s wrongs and I support whatever the fuck those two had going on because it was not the tumblr idea of shipping that’s for sure

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okay for the 4 people who care about this crossover, here's the yj muses thrown into a tvdu world. this will probably also serve as the generic supernatural verse (well, supernatural beyond whatever woo woo shit is going on in canon).

lottie matthews - french quarter witch whose greatest strength/power lies in the gift of prophecy and visions. these are rarely straightforward or easy to interpret and she's gotten it wrong more than she's gotten it right. however, she thinks they were given to her for a reason and believes in trying to use it to help others, even if she stumbles a bit along the way.

van palmer - untriggered werewolf who was attacked by another pack when she was 17, which left her with facial scars and a deep, yet irrational fear of her own wolf. she knows it's likely only a matter of time before she triggers the curse and is trying to grapple with the reality that she can never escape the thing she fears most.

taissa turner - vampire who was turned in the 60s, at the height of the civil rights era. taissa is old enough to understand the patterns of history repeating itself, but still young enough that she is caught in her own hubris of trying to enjoy all the perks of immortality without any of the consequences.

shauna shipman - werewolf who triggered her curse at 18 and never looked back at the sleepy suburban life she left behind. the wolf brought a lot of clarity to shauna, who never understood where the depths of her temper and rage would stem from, and she finds herself discovering a new way of life by embracing the wolf.

natalie scatorccio - vampire turned in 1996 when a night of partying turned into an overdose with vampire blood in her system. nat is still very young when it comes to being a vampire, and she has a tendency to overindulge in feeding. not to the level of a ripper status, but enough that she can cause a few heads to turn if she's not careful about covering her tracks.

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❝   — you're not going to get your blessings today ?   ❞      her voice is silent and soft in the crisp morning air, coming up behind her. it's early, too early for anyone to be up. but someone is kicking down on her blader & her back hurts, and everything is uncomfortable really. so she is up, was up, even before nat and travis started to get dressed. put some wood in the fireplace, trying to be silent as to not wake the others. looking over to lottie and travis doing the usual ritual, can't really say she believe it. any of it really.

@redruins. starter call.

[werechampions]

He doesn't look up at her as he hears her voice. He's not interested in a lecture, especially one that sounds too similar to one his father had given him many times about how he needed to go easier on Javi, which in turn usually only made it worse for Travis, because listening to him never felt like a real option. Around the others here, he sticks to what he knows, hiding behind his shield because he's too afraid to be vulnerable around them, not when he's so far on the outside of all of them. ❝  What fucking consequences? ❞ He shoots back, glaring in her direction but still refusing to look at her. ❝  He's my brother. He's my responsibility. ❞ And that's both a burden and a gift, because he loves him, he's glad he's still alive despite the circumstances, but how can he be a parent to Javi when he's barely known how to be a brother? Still, he's not letting her know those insecurities. ❝  Let me deal with him the way I know how and mind your fucking business. ❞ He doesn't actually want to be harsh with her, it's just a defense mechanism; he hates to be told he's handling something wrong when he already knows, when he's already worried about it, so he refuses to let himself falter in front of her now. / @itchose (continued from xx)

He's not interested in a lecture and she's not interested in giving one. She's said enough and Javi can take care of the rest if he needs to since he's a kid that needs to grow up. But Travis never knows when to stop pushing back and Shauna knows, she knows she should just let it go. It's not her business, except it kind of is when Javi is coming to her for paper and rummaging through her things. She almost wants to throw that in Travis' face because maybe then it will wipe the sullen look from his face. The irony is that she's not soft, she's not maternal, and any attempt at gentleness is usually a fumbling mess. She's desperate for Travis to take it off her hands before Javi realizes how fucked up she is.

"If you want to act like that, fine, but then you actually have to step the fuck up," she hisses back at him. It's a tempered response, better than yelling at him from across the clearing even if that's exactly what Shauna wants to do. But Javi is better off with Travis and Natalie and Lottie, literally anyone would be better than her, so she sits back and scribbles in her journal so ferociously, it's a miracle the pen hasn't snapped by this point. "Deal with your shit so it doesn't become my business."

[nerd-at-sea5]

ok yj band au. i have not come up with a fic title yet. it’s tbd bear (bere? how do you spell it in this context???) w me lol

natalie, van and jackie are in a band called ‘the yellowjackets’. (nat-drummer/songwriter, van-lead singer/songwriter, jackie-guitarist/bassist)

their friend/publicist/manager/something tbd is laura lee bc i didn’t think she’d really be into the band but she wants to work with and support her friends

laura lee’s ex, is model lottie matthews (who she’s still close friends w bc yk. lesbians)

lottie’s close friends w taissa turner, who’s in law school and photographer shauna shipman

the fic is set in the late 80s/early 90s but that’s also pretty tbd. any song written after the year technically does not exist and since i am not a song writer, the ‘original songs’ that the yellowjackets write will 100% just be songs that i like and wanted to put into the fic

for example; they might preform mcr or taylor swift, or something-but the songs and artists will ALWAYS be given credit (i will make a playlist of all the songs in the fic at some point)

there will also be covers of songs that already exist (queen, bowie, maybe nirvana if i do timing right)

ships will include: past lottielee, eventual taivan, lottient and jackieshauna (maybe laura lee and someone i create, who knows!)

other random things;

-ben and paul run a gay bar called ‘the wilderness’ and will be reoccurring characters

-misty/akilah/mari/gen/melissa will show up but prob won’t be big characters

-travis and javi will also be in this, i have an idea for their storyline but i’m gonna keep this one a surprise

-it’s gonna be angsty bc it’s me and i can >:) also bc this is yj so….angst.

-prob multi chapters so i’ll plan for the next week or so and try to start writing and publishing over summer break

-due to the multi ch and length im hoping for it to be, i will not be posting full chapters here on tumblr, but i’ll put up the ao3 link and random snippets

-also, the only instrument ik how to play is the trumpet and i haven’t done that in years. not do ik how law school works. please be advised.

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@itchose sent 💬 for a starter for Travis

Shauna stood in front of Travis, unimpressed. She wasn't sure what exactly the older boy had said to his brother, but Javi was moping and it made something in her prickle. Maybe she could blame it on hormones, or some kind of weird maternal pregnancy instinct. Either way, she fixed the other teenager with a death glare. “Deal with the consequences of your actions, and then promise to do better." It was harsh, and more pressure than Travis probably deserved out here in hell but it felt illegal to pick on the youngest member of their group.

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Post- S2 finale starter for TAISSA TURNER ( @perfectionreached )

The flashing lights of the emergency vehicles around them, the woods at her back, the shock and adrenaline still from everything that had transpired, and Shauna's leg bounced, the only sign of her anxiety beyond everything else. Jeff had gone with Callie to get checked out by an EMT (and also to get rid of the pistol she had) but it left Shauna by herself, sitting on a log and stubbornly refusing to talk to anyone who tried to engage her. Apparently some things stayed the same even after 25 long years.

None of this feels real.

It's the only thought that's been running through her mind since their ritual was interrupted, since tragedy struck their tiny group for the millionth time in a row, and Shauna doesn't know how much of herself she has left after so many of these bloody sacrifices. A part of her thinks, just for a split second, that Natalie was the lucky one to finally be able to escape all this, but no- that wasn't right either. So she sits on the log and watches Lottie get taken away and wonders where the hell the rest of them go from here.

"Tai," she croaks out, surprising herself as she does, but her hand reaches out halfway for her closest friend before dropping back down into her lap. A vision of Tai's face, half covered in a mask with a knife gleaming in the firelight makes her pause, even though she knew that those knives had been dulled; the mind has a funny way of playing tricks on her. But she blinks, and it's not the bonfire lighting up her face but the red strobing lights from the several police cars still in the lot. "Is... um..." She knows she should ask about Lottie but she can't bring herself to, so she falls into an awkward silence instead. "Do you and Van want to come back to my place so we can..." Do what? Have a fucked up sleepover after one of their friends was accidentally killed by another friend? "We should probably talk about this."

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thinking about shauna and how she never really progressed past the age of 18/19 because as soon as they made it back from the wilderness, she basically lived her life as she assumes jackie would have lived hers had she survived. whether it's out of a fucked up sense of guilt or a twisted version of how her trauma works, but from the moment they get back to real life, she both consciously and unconsciously sheds any version of who shauna was (both in the wilderness and pre-crash)

instead she crafts this persona that's basically like what shauna assumes jackie would have been like, like the jackie that lives in her head and she sees from time to time. it comes out most obviously in her marriage to jeff, but also in the way that she parents, how we know exactly what jackie's parents are doing because they're still an active part of shauna's life while we have no idea what her actual mom is like (despite all of fandom's hcs about her). shauna is literally stepping into jackie's shoes in every possible way that she can.

and the only times we really see jackie with adult shauna are in the moments where shauna is acting like teen shauna again (i.e., jumping off the bridge with adam, sneaking off to a halloween rave party thing with him, when she's with jackie's literal parents on her literal birthday which is the one time she couldn't even pretend to be jackie if she tried

but so much of the mask of adult shauna is really just "what does teen shauna think jackie would do in this situation?" and she just goes from there. that's why it always feels so disjointed and immature when shauna tries to do adult things. she gets into petty squabbles with her teenage daughter over taking out the meat from the refrigerator and with the dude she rear ends that are more reminiscent of her arguments with jackie, she's unexpectedly different than what everyone expects from her. that's part of the attraction with adam.

she's managed to make it 25 years fooling most people but the edges are cracking and at the end of the day, the real her is always going to come out and fuck things up for her. like lottie says, it all has a way of coming back out in the end and shauna isn't immune to that. and she's also fucking tired of pretending to be perfect and knows better than anyone how suffocating that is on someone, and it's almost a kind of self-punishment to force herself to do that (while also acknowledging there's some benefits to pretending like that because jackie has always been more palatable than shauna)

not to mention how tai and shauna are mirror images of each other on this, both trying desperately hard in their own way to keep their mask up and unblemished but there's an innate subconscious part of them both that is never going to let them have the neat and happy life they desperately want, no matter how much they lie to themselves and each other and everyone else about it

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TAISSA TURNER ( @perfectionreached ) wanted [ AWAKE ]:     the sender, unable to sleep, gets up to go for a walk, and finds that the receiver is also unable to sleep.

She is trembling still, partially from the adrenaline and partially from the cold. Her knuckles alternate from aching so sharply that they burn, to going numb from the bitter wind that sweeps around her. Although the worst of the storm that had trapped them has passed, the night is clear, which only makes it colder where they are. She could walk to where she buried her son, she thinks suddenly. She could stay with him, to make sure he wasn't afraid. Even in the dark, she can picture the road back to him, like a tether guiding her back and she moves for the first time in what is probably an hour at least. Or.. she tries to. Her muscles are locked in place and Shauna lurches into the snow with a hiss as her bloody knuckles sink into the cold once more.

It takes a few minutes for the feeling to return to her legs, for her body to remember how to activate and fire each ligament until she is staggering to her feet, leaning against the edge of the porch heavily. She can't hear anything from inside and Shauna thinks maybe she's been out here longer than she thought, maybe the others have gone to sleep so she wouldn't have to look at their accusatory eyes, but the idea of going back in doesn't cross her mind, even though she knows the logical conclusion of her staying out all night.

Shauna takes half a step away from the house when the door opens, and she can see Taissa's curls dimly backlit from the fire inside. She swallows hard and looks at her friend, shoulders rounded in, a complete shift from the beast she'd become earlier. She had exhausted her pain on Lottie's battered body, at least for tonight, and her fingers fidgeted at her makeshift gloves to pull them down her raw, scraped knuckles, like a child about to be scolded. Or worse, maybe she would be ignored entirely, cast out like Jackie even though she would actually deserve that. "Tai?"

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SHAUNA SHIPMAN ( @ofvalor ) said " you wanna kill me ? you wanna hurt me ? "

"No," Lottie replies softly from her spot by the trees, standing a few feet back from her teammate. Her eye is nearly swollen shut and she can still taste the blood in the back of her throat from how her nose had gushed under the force of Shauna's fist. She didn't blame her teammate for it though. Didn't let Misty do anything other than clear away enough blood that she didn't look like a murder victim. Lottie has been waiting since Shauna disappeared into the woods. Tai wanted to go after her but Lottie made her stay at the cabin, while she ventured out. They needed to talk and Lottie wasn't going to let Shauna keep it all inside her again. They couldn't afford another fracture like this.

"I came to see if you're..." Okay doesn't seem like the right word. How the fuck could Shauna be okay? Lottie herself is more devastated than she has any right to be, so Shauna must be beside herself with grief. Lottie understands what it's like to be at the mercy of your own emotions, uncontrollable rage and anxiety twisting together like a molten ball of steel that sits in her chest, burning through her esophagus until it comes out in a spew of irritated words and blood. "I know you're hurting, Shauna. We all understand that. But you're not going to hurt the others just because you are." Her voice grows hard with those words, and she steps into the clearing as she says them.

"If you want to hurt someone, including yourself, you come find me. Do you understand?" Lottie says fiercely, grabbing Shauna's upper arm tightly. Her face is throbbing still and one of the cuts on her cheek has reopened in her seriousness but she still doesn't let Shauna go. "You come find me," she repeats, quieter this time. "We can't do this without you, Shauna. And we can't be divided anymore. Do you understand?"

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SHAUNA SHIPMAN ( @ofvalor ) said " i'll only hurt you if you let me . "

They have been entwined in a way that Lottie can't explain ever since that fateful night where Shauna baptized her body in blood. Her body is intimately aware of the other woman in every moment, exhilaration and terror that lace through her blood in equal parts. Even after two decades, that feeling remains the same, and it's both a blessing and a curse as her friends continue their stay at the community. Lottie uses the others as a buffer, to keep the fight or flight instinct from kicking in fully. She drifts between them all, using it as an excuse to never linger in one place for too long, but Shauna is smart, and time hasn't made her senses any duller.

Lottie doesn't try to deny what they both know she's been doing, and her heartrate picks up when Shauna shuts the door behind her. There's a brief flicker, and for a moment, they are 18 again and she's telling Shauna to let it out. She doesn't know when she stood and shortened the distance between them, but they're in a mirror image of that night. The buzzing under her skin is almost deafening at this point, with none of the others to distract from it, and Lottie exhales at Shauna's point blank statement.

It's been the same pact for over two decades, her body martyred and sacrificed to be exactly what the others need, to be what Shauna needs. Lottie understood this bargain once upon a time, and a part of her longs for that certainty again. She knows Shauna won't take it without permission. The power lies with Lottie, as it always has, and she feels the weight of it on her shoulders. Familiar, dangerous, cold.

If she gives in to this, there is no turning back, but her blood sings at how close Shauna is standing to her now. She feels more alive and lucid than she has in years, and there's a phantom ache in her jaw that throbs in time with her racing heart. "You know I would," she says finally, her voice soft despite the roaring in her ears. "We still need you."

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my self indulgent list of ideas/dynamics/plots i want to explore - yj edition

pretty much exactly what the title says - these are mostly basic, half-formed ideas that have rapid cycled through my brain so if anything sounds interesting, come yell at me ty. nothing here is exclusive, meaning if, in the unlikely event that more than one person is interested in the same idea, i'm more than fine to explore it with multiple muns/muses because i believe each version will be unique in their own ways. the list below is also non-exclusive and i might add things to it over time, so just because it's not here doesn't mean i'm not interested!! also ocs/canons from other media are equally welcome, we will figure something out

l.ottie:

literally anything with l.aura lee

the 2 month gap between s1 and s2 in the 96 timeline - exploring a little more how they went from doomcoming to lottie leading the wilderness cult; was there ever a conversation about it with anyone?

lottie and travis over the years - it seems like trav was the only one who semi-stayed in touch with lottie, at least enough to be able to call her when he was in crisis (note: i don't view their relationship as romantic but it is Very Important to lottie)

v.an:

someone please give me natvan childhood besties and all the complexities that come with that (i.e., issues when taivan becomes a thing and tai/nat butt heads, the shit they go through in the trailer park with their parents, was van out to nat before the crash? is that why she was so casual about ben?, more strain when van starts following lottie, why don't they keep in touch post-rescue) - idk i just need it

the push-pull between tai and lottie. idk how this would get explored, i am just obsessed with this dynamic

post-breakup situationships where she gets her "needs met"; the rise of dating apps and how that affects her self-esteem, just mess

t.ai:

post-rescue (and breakup) fuckboi tai and some messy af situationships before she settles down with simone

secret meetings with shauna in the years between the timelines bc shauna had a nokia flip phone in her safe to contact tai like they were illicit lovers having an affair

tai and nat and their many discussions (and arguments) about rehab

s.hauna:

callie and/or jeff (that's it - i just need more of them)

pre-crash stuff that shows her relationship with the others outside of jackie, and also with jackie bc i feel like there's a difference between shauna and shauna when she's with jackie and that distinction comes out swinging in the wilderness

honestly like... anyone around wiskayok? could be a canon character, could be an oc, but i imagine she's almost like an urban legend around the town. other than misty, she's the only one who's stayed local (as far as we know) but on the surface she leads such a very normal, boring life. idk i just think locals would be so weird about her lmfao

n.at:

honestly any of the van/nat or tai/nat stuff that i talked about above

the on again-off again stuff with travis, the interplay with her stints in rehab, etc.

how her addiction affects her relationships with others: did she ever end up on shauna's doorstep, or van's before they lost touch? shauna doesn't trust nat in s1 and makes a lot of quips, and feels like maybe shauna's been burned by her addiction that we don't know about?

anyone she met in rehab, anyone she met in her addict circles, people who were around natalie at her lowest - who try and tempt her back, who want to see her succeed, former sponsors, people she's sponsored, etc.

anything with lisa, pls give me the babs

s.imone:

honestly i added her on a whim because i need to explore every possible permutation of simonetaivan in all of its glorious complexity

i'm trying not to delve too much into post-s2 stuff because i want to leave that for s3 so she's pretty open atm

khalida:

any and all versions of akilah pls

something with adult tai tbh? especially in a reality where akilah is not a survivor, i just think there would be something really fucking interesting to dig into there given what we've seen of akilah and tai's relationship

any of the other adult survivors too - the complexity of resentment that they made it back when Akilah didn't, while also wanting to ask them what happened to her baby sister. wanting to blame them but also seeing the horrors reflected in their eyes and knowing she could never fully judge them for anything they had to do to survive

i think the above would be especially funny/complex/tragic with misty, who probably has all of khalida's info when she kept tabs on everyone else too. misty being someone who knows what khalida will always want to know: what really happened to akilah. and misty knowing she'll never tell the truth but enjoying the power that simply having that knowledge gives her. is that fucked up? maybe, but is it anything more fucked up than what the show has already shown? not really

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What’s one random headcanon about your muse that people mightn’t know? for the yjs

munday meme

i'm only allowing you to ask such a thought-provoking question because it's your birthday and i love you

khalida - hakeem picks up soccer when he's 7 or 8 and finds one of akilah's old soccer balls in the garage. he falls in love with the sport and khalida is wholly convinced that it's akilah guiding him. she always tells him stories about his aunt who loved him so much and ensures that he knows that his love of the sport came from akilah

lottie - while in switzerland and as part of her therapy, lottie sends letters to all of the survivors (at least to their high school addresses) in which she apologizes for her actions in the wilderness. the letters are still pretty cryptic and vague, partially because they can't openly talk about it in case someone else reads it, and partially because the ect has fucked with a lot of her memory. but anyone reading the letter would know that lottie is accepting that she did / led the others down a terrible path and trying to atone for it

van - most of van's clothes at the time of the crash are hand-me-downs from the family that lived in the trailer next door. they were a family of four boys, one older than van, and the rest younger, and sometimes she would go over to help look after the younger ones in exchange for a hot meal while her mom worked late. the mom was always apologetic that she couldn't get van something "prettier" but van honestly preferred it this way. they moved away the summer before the crash and she has no idea where any of them are now

shauna - every morning when she wakes up, shauna keeps her eyes closed for half an extra second, hoping that she will open her eyes in the cabin with another chance to save jackie before she dies, and every morning she is disappointed

tai - tai has two older half-siblings from her dad's first marriage. they're 9 and 12 years older than her, whiter than snow, and lived in massachusetts for most of her childhood so she never really got to know them before the crash, and tai never felt like reaching out after the crash. in her mind, she's basically an only child, and views them sort of like distant cousins that she might see at a family reunion

nat - with the help of her banker friend, nat set up an account in tai's name where she's squirreled away money here and there over the years. only tai has the ability to withdraw the money from the account (done so in this manner so natalie couldn't try and funnel the funds when she inevitably fell off the wagon again). there's not a lot of money in it, not nearly enough to cover all of the money tai has spent on her rehab, but there's a couple thousand dollars that nat's scraped together over the years that she didn't blow on drugs or booze

simone - simone prides herself in not "pushing" tai to talk about the wilderness, but the truth is, she doesn't want to know what happened out there. she is perfectly happy with the image that tai has crafted, and is all too willing to accept the facade, even though she knows she should probably question it a bit more. she tells herself she's just doing the right thing as tai's partner, but part of the attraction was that is was another interesting, but closed chapter of tai's life

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JACKIE TAYLOR ( @ofvalor ) said " i don't want to want you. "

"That's not how the song goes," she says with a weak smile, though it doesn't quite land the way she needs it to. The awkward silence sits between them, like a ballooning crater that Shauna is scrambling to avoid. But Jackie's words are replaying in her head and it distracts her in how much it throws Shauna off. They'd been attached at the hip for over a decade, and she could count on both hands the number of times that Jackie had said no to her specifically. It was almost foreign and Shauna was at a loss for words.

"Um..." She wishes for an interruption from someone- anyone to cut through the tension but that's too easy of a solution than she deserves. Still, it's unexpected the way Jackie's words slice right down to her core. The hardest part about being best friends is that they know the most intimate ways to hurt the other, the finest line between love and hate that they dance along in teetering steps.

Would it be so bad? Shauna thinks to herself before she can stop it, and she looks down even though it isn't like Jackie can read her thoughts. Like all the love she ever felt for Shauna would spoil and turn to disgust or fear. She should give Jackie more credit, but that was always something she sucked at. "You don't have to do anything you don't want, Jackie," she says in the end. "When have you ever let someone tell you what to do?" she gives her best friend a careful smile, a gently-erected cover over her own emotional angst but one she can hold up for Jackie's benefit.

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For all intents and purposes, Tai becomes Shauna's best friend after Jackie passes. However, she never calls Tai that out loud or lets herself think that of Tai in her head. The label "best friend" will always be reserved for Jackie, and Shauna to this day still means Jackie whenever she utters the words "best friend". In reference to Tai, Shauna considers her, her "closest" friend or her "dearest" friend, but never "best friend". While this is technically a conscious decision on Shauna's part, as part of the manifestation of her guilt, there's a subconscious part of her that fears that if she calls Tai her "best friend", she's marking her for death as well. Her relationship with Tai is no less meaningful than the one she had with Jackie, and in all honesty, Tai knows her better than Jackie ever did. That said, Shauna's unwillingness to let go of Jackie keeps this "title" or "position", for lack of a better word, vacant for the entirety of her adult life.

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SHAUNA SHIPMAN ( @ofvalor ) said ❛ we're gonna die in these woods. ❜

"Then I think we should make the most of it," Lottie replies with a grin, pulling Shauna in for a searing kiss. Life and death had become subliminal concepts during their time in the Wilderness. They were all destined to die, and likely sooner rather than later given their circumstances, but Lottie saw no point in dwelling what was beyond their control. The Wilderness saw fit to give and take, and they were at its mercy.

It is a heady feeling, like dancing on the wind at the edge of cliff, or maybe that is because of the way Shauna's lips burn into her skin while her fingers slip past her waistband. Winter was beginning to make itself known, from the way the leaves fell from the trees in droves and the chill sank into her bones, but Shauna chases away the cold with her searing kisses and sure fingers.

Maybe in another life, Lottie would question all of this, the way they fall together in a bed of furs and ignore the desperation that clings to their every move. She's ravenous in her hunger, physical and emotional, and she can only hope that Shauna feels the same. By now, she's more than familiar with the curves of pretty much all of her teammates, but there's something about her that sets her blood alight. Maybe it's the way she can see the sinews and muscles of Shauna's arms, lean from manual labor and carving up their rations, and she remembers the way those same hands flexed and crashed down on her body in rage.

She bites down on Shauna's bottom lip to stifle a whine, and she is greeted by the sweet copper tang that is so familiar to her by now. Her tongue swipes over the injury to soothe it, but there is a tint of red in Lottie's teeth as she leans back, a feral grin on display. "You're losing your touch, Shipman," she chuckles breathlessly, as she presses her bloody lips to Shauna's again. "Are you distracted?"