#jp asks

Jackieshauna: so one thing that interests me with them is the “i don’t know where you end and I begin” quote. I think both of them project on each other in a way. Jackie has this love (possibly also codependency) with Shauna where she wants to stay as close as they were as kids forever. To her, it would be great to go to the same college, stay in the same room, etc. so she doesn’t feel a need to ask Shauna about it. If it’s a no-brainer for her, then it’s a no-brainer for Shauna. Meanwhile Shauna has a lot of anger and resentment, so she assumes Jackie has it too and that her actions are malicious, when they might not be. They both fail to see the other fully. It’s more like they see each other but with a big piece of themselves inside. And that’s part of the tragedy to it. I think if Jackie saw Shauna fully, she might be able to be more attentive, and if Shauna saw Jackie fully, she might be able to be more forgiving… but ofc that opportunity is dead and gone.

Jackienat: their dynamic in my fics is honestly just based off of Doomcoming + the two scenes where Nat mentions jealousy in relation to Jackie.

Doomcoming is interesting to me cause they were mostly at odds all season, but when it came down to a life or death situation it turned out they have more in common than they think morally. We see Lottie/Shauna work in tandem in a murdery way, while Nat/Jackie work in tandem to put an end to it. They’re the only ones to take issue with Travis’ SA, only ones to try and stop the hunt, and the only ones to openly oppose the wilderness cult/woo woo so strongly afterwards. Jackie’s refusal of the bear meat actually reminds me a lot of teen Nat in S2 pushing against Lottie. I think they’re alike in a way that is very subtle and neither of them realize due to their more glaring differences. That’s why I like writing slow burns for them. I think it’d take them a while to get there emotionally.

“Jackie.” Nat’s incredulous voice touches her before the girl in question slides into the doorway. It wraps warm around her, and leaves her slightly breathless as she’s forced to stand there without a hello hug, watching Nat step in view. Brash footsteps, rumpled shirt, withering yet curious stare. “You’re here.”

She’s here.

Nat breathes her name so softly, and god, how did Jackie know she would say it just like that?

How did Jackie know she would look just like that in her worn-out jeans, that she’d be messy-haired and dwarfed adorably in one of her many band tees?

“I am. Can I come in?” It doesn’t quite seem like Jackie will be getting a yes. Off Nat’s dubious look, she clarifies. “I kind of have something big I need to talk to you about.”

”Something big.” Nat repeats considerately, glancing back inside, while Jackie peers patiently at their feet. Crushed cigarette butts sit in the doorway, some mashed secretly underneath the wood like spilled coffee grinds. “Okay. You can come in, but just to talk, alright?”

”Sure. To talk.”