VNDERSONS - independant & selective roleplay blog for Angela and Elliott Anderson, OCs in Showtime's Yellowjacket universe. Bios in links below, rules/guidelines below cut. Written and adored by J, 30+, MST.
I'm super new to indie but have been rping off and on for 10 years now
These are OC's I've written for several years and am very attached to
i primarily write the 1996 timeline from Yellowjackets
multi's are welcome
triggers will be tagged as 'tw: trigger'
GENERAL RULES: general roleplay etiquette like no godmoding,Β reblog from source unless it's something i tagged you in. my activity fluctuates. feel free to dm me and or ask for my discord which is always available for mutuals!
CONTENT: themes like, teen pregnancy, health issues, drug use, murder, violence ect. will be present due to the nature of the fandom and established backgrounds. iβll do my best to tag triggers as βtw: triggerβ.
i will not tolerate any of the following: racism, homophobia, transphobia, fatphobia, ableism and whorephobia.
WRITING: formatting wise i use BETA editor with xkit rewritten, minimal formatting just normal text and try to stick to medium sized gifs. i donβt care how you format, just please cut your posts if you can!Β
SHIPPING & NSFW: i love me a good ship, but only ship based of chemistry. i prefer to see how/where things go as well first. i also have written smut before but am highly selective with who and how far. i would also prefer to write it privately if possible.
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Hi hi! I'm so sorry to do this because I'm new but I will be taking hiatus for about 2 weeks? This week and next week. I know I was supposed to be back this week but a family trip snuck up on me and now I have SO MUCH to do along with it being my anniversary so yeah just a whole lot to do, then we are going on a family vacation. But this doesn't mean I don't have interest or muse! I have both just suddenly got very very busy.
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telling eli that she didn't care was a fucking lie. though it was something she'd never admit to, she had to speak that feeling into existence because it wasn't true at all. to make herself believe it. because she just couldn't risk the honesty with him, the vulnerability that would take to try and convince him to go with her. to let him know why she wanted to be around him so bad. another part of it was her inability to really articulate it. like it was just something she felt and she couldn't really explain why even if she tried. it was just what she wanted, what she felt she needed. but he shot her down and blew her off. he clearly didn't want the same thing so fuck him.
when it came to all other emotions she could save face, keep herself composed, but not when she was mad -- hurt even. it was painted all over her expression the moment she'd turned from eli. storming off out of the cabin and away into the woods. she went as fast as she could knowing that if eli came after her he'd catch up to her soon enough. and eventually she did hear his voice of in the distance, part of her feeling relieved almost. but she didn't understand why. why had she seemed to want him to come after her like that. it made her feel stupid and even more confused than before.
nat was about to refute him, to lash back about how she really didn't fucking care at all when he grabbed her. pulling her back all the way into him. their bodies colliding and on instinct she pulled back but only slightly. definitely not enough to break the contact he had on her arm. moments past and she was still caught in his chest, her wrist still held delicately in his hand. slowly raising her sky blue hues up to look at him. nat's face no longer scrunched up with the slight anger she felt seconds earlier, but rather she looked more perplexed... stunned even by the feeling of her body pressed up against his. their closeness paired with the nervous apology he stammered had her heart pounding.
before she could even think her actions through she was moving closer to him. pressing up on her tippy toes in her boots, tilting her head up and to the side ever so slightly. the hand he didn't have a hold on reaching up to find the back of his neck so nat could pull eli back down to her. he was so fucking tall, but she really liked that, even if it made reaching his lips harder for her. she moved quickly, on some level she clearly didn't want to give either of them the chance to move away. their lips finally meeting one another, her eyes fluttering shut as nat caught him in a soft, innocent kiss. moving against him gently, only enough to lean into his embrace further. their lips moved together as he kissed her back. nat breathing him in, though they both smelled like fucking shit at this point, she could still smell him. she liked it, a whole fucking lot.
after a moment had past natalie could feel herself coming back to reality. fully processing exactly what she'd just done. that was fucking dumb, she thought to herself. not because she didn't enjoy it or want it but just because it just confused her more. taking a step back so that she could pull herself away from eli, it only took another second before she brought both her hands up to his chest so that she could push eli back. not hard but enough for him to stumble a few steps back. yelling out to him as she did so. "you fucking asshole!" though she still wasn't mad at him, that much was clear by her expression. rather she felt conflict and maybe even a little bit of frustration. because she liked it, she liked him.
With Nat being so close, there was a strange pain in his chest. one he'd never really felt before. Not even when having an anxiety attack. If was almost like his heart was beating in a strange pattern, skipping more then one beat with her up against him. Eli had dreamed about being this close to her, and what he'd do if he ever got that chance. But when it came down to it, he didn't have the nerve. He couldn't live with himself if he made a move and struck out. Even with Shauna's encouragement egging him on. If it didn't go well, and he was stuck out here with her for God knows how long? Not to mention her Goddamn boyfriend. What if she told Travis and he came after him. It wasn't like Coach Scott was in any shape to break the two of them up. And there was a fear that if that was to happen one of the girls would get hurt. That would be all his fault, and Eli couldn't have that. He wanted to protect these girls, get them all back safely to their families, not harm them in any way.
But before he could even pull back from her, it seemed like Nat was privy to, literally, his wildest dream. She was making the move. Eli kept a lock on her face, his brown eyes only closing a millisecond before their lips met. The moment they did, connecting in a soft kiss, sparks began to fly. A warm tingling feeling flowing through him, rushing through his body, starting at the lips. Every part of him expected it to end there, just one quick kiss then be done. But apparently the two of them weren't. With Nat leaning into him, Eli let his lips brush against hers again. This time kissing her just ever so slightly deeper. Fuck. He hoped fucking Travis was around. He hoped to God that he saw this. If there was any sort of merciful God, any kind of benevolent higher power, they'd let let Travis stumble upon them. With Nat kissing him, pulling him to her.
All he wanted was for this to continue. For him to take his hands, cup her flawless face, and pull her even closer to him. Only breaking to tell her that he loved her. By this time Eli had dropped her wrist, his hands now reaching out for her, feeling the need for Natalie to be in his arms. Only, apparently the girl of his dreams yet again had a different plan. There was a small popping sounds as Nat pulled back mid kiss, Eli's eyes fluttering back open with sock at the sudden action. Before he could even open his mouth to speak, Nat's hands had already found his chest to give him a shove. Stumbling back he tried to make it make sense. Her kiss, her shove, her words that cut him. Asshole? No, she must have him confused for Travis, it was the only way. Licking his lips, Eli stared at her.
This wasn't exactly how his first fucking kiss was supposed to go. Not with the girl having clear feelings about it. But when Eli studied her face, all he felt was more confused. She didn't look mad. She looked happy enough, maybe not happy, but not like he'd did anything wrong. So what had he done? He stood there for a new minutes, nearly feeling a small Shauna on his shoulder. And she was whispering to him to kiss her again. He broke. Quickly the dark haired bot took one giant step forward, trapping her face inside both of his hands as he leaned down. Planting a wet kiss into her lips. If she was going to call him an asshole. Treat him like one, he could give her a reason to. Plus, apparently she liked that kinda thing if she was into Travis. Eli's hands slid back into her hair, cupping her gently but firm as he let their lips slide against. This time he wanted to do it right. If this was going to be his first kiss, with the girl of his dreams, he needed it to be just right.
nat wasn't fucking stupid. she knew eli liked her, even before the plane went down and they got stranded together. he had the worst poker face, and that only seemed to get worse now that they were out here. it wasn't that she had been trying to ignore his feelings for her... but it was definitely something the struggled with for her own reasons. she also hadn't meant for things to get fucking weird because of her own feelings for travis. truthfully it was confusing and nat was trying to figure out how she felt for herself. it was part of why she wanted to be alone with eli -- away from the group and whatever it was everyone else fucking thought or gossiped about. but obviously he didn't want that. no he'd rather stay in the cabin and do laundry then go with her. that much was fucking evident.
looking down on him, anticipation and anxiety still threatening to consume her before he answered. it felt like minutes had past when really it was just seconds. the 'why me' question surprised her. she didn't get it, why he was being like this, why he questioned her. it actually kinda hurt, like physically she felt a dull pain, an ache in her chest. natalie couldn't exactly be honest with him. not now, definitely not while there were other people around. it was more complicated than she could articulate to him. finally, nat tore her eyes away from him. if he wanted to go with her, he would. swallowing the hurt she felt before bluntly replying, "whatever, stay here and do the fucking laundry. i don't care." as she finished her sentence nat kept her blue orbs off him, fixating them on the door so she could get the fuck out of the cabin. taking steps toward the door, grabbing the rifle on her way out.
Jesus fucking Christ, it hurt when she spoke to him with such... Disappointment? It hurt worse then his father's disappointment in him for, well basically everything. It might have been because he was used to disappointing his dad but just... Nat's face. The fact her gorgeous blue eyes refused to look at him again. It felt like a fucking knife in his heart, twisting as she shuffled away on her tiny legs. All he could hear in the moment was what Shauna had talked to him about. Just talk to her. If anything, this would be the perfect opportunity to do so... Only he'd clearly gotten her upset with him. "Goddamn it", he mumbled standing from the stool he followed her out of the cabin. Though she had tiny little legs, she sure could move fast, and Eli had to pick up the pace slightly even on the stilts he called legs. "Nat, wait", he tried to call after her. But of course, the universe couldn't let it be so simple. In an effort to close the distance between them faster he skipped the last stair on the porch and went flying into the dirt face first. There was a snide comment from Jackie, smooth moves slim, which Eli replied with, "Shut up, why don't you do some fucking laundry for once."
After brushing himself off, Eli had to again had to hustle to close the distance. "Nat", he called after her again, once they were finally behind the trees "You said you don't care, but you obviously fucking care, so can you jus-", he trailed off before grabbing her hand to turn her around. Though apparently he'd used far too much force. Eli had completely expected her to pull away at his touch, remain mad at him for some unknown reason. It was the only reason he'd pulled her back so hard. But now, Nat was pressed against his chest. Instantly, Eli loosened his grip on her, though didn't drop her hand. It felt so nice, fitting perfectly in his large one. All he wanted was for it to remain there. Still, he kept his hold light. If it was too much, or she didn't want it, Nat could easily pull back. But God, he didn't want her to. "So-s-sorry", his stammer came out, something that had been gone for years thanks to endless hours of speech therapy. "I-I did... I didn't m-mean to..."
there was a nervousness she felt pulling at her as she waited for his response. one that she didn't really understand. it only got worse when he seemingly avoided her eye contact, almost even shrugging her off by bringing up that she had been hunting with travis a few times. not that nat even knew where he was right now, he might have been checking the traps they'd set or whatever. either way it didn't fucking matter. and she didn't get why he was being like this, why he was so closed off to her sometimes. really, she just wanted to talk to eli, and to have the chance to do so alone and away from everyone else (including his sister). shrugging softly as she looked down on him still, never taking her own piercing blue eyes off him before she spoke. "yeah and there's a bunch of other people who can get off their fuckin' asses and help with that. and i'm asking you, not him so, do you wanna come or not?"
He couldn't help but look up at her this time, his dark chocolatey hues meeting her vibrant crystal ones. Did he want to? Hell fucking yes. Honestly, it's all he really wanted. To spend time with Nat, get to know her more. It just, felt too complicated. He definitely hadn't been one of the ones who'd done well at shooting. Granted he wasn't the worst. All Eli could think about was how pretty much anyone else, Van, Taissa, they should be the ones Nat was asking. Not him. And the last thing he wanted was to be accused of flaking out on work like Jackie was. "Why", he couldn't help but ask. It came out before he could even stop himself. "Why me?"
Charlie felt terrible. He always did when he reacted like that. It wasn't on purpose- god, did he wish it could control it. It would have been nice to just be able to concentrate on conversation instead of how close someone got to him. "No? Yeah. It's harder than it looks," He half settled back down and looked at Anna proper once more. He tried to cover up the awkward movement by brushing off his pants, but surely she wasn't going to believe that jolt as anything but that. "Bruise? Yeah? I don't know much about bruises, but do you want me to...grab you something for the pain? Water? I'd offer a distraction but the woods are a barren wasteland of entertainment."
Watching him come back down to where she was confused the girl even more. Still she gave him his space, scooting away from him slightly to increase their distance. If he wanted the space, he could have it. Even if it did make Anna feel like shit about herself. Like she had cooties or something. The more and more the whole interaction went on, it baffled her. Now he was offering to get her something? Did he like her, aka want her to hit on him, or not? Because being nice to her like that? It made her want to even more. "No, no, I'm fine really", she protested, though she absolutely loved being doted on. In normal circumstances the blonde would have jumped at him , in a way, taking care of her. But as it was, she didn't want to go walk to get water any time soon. And she knew what little bit of medication they had were in very short supply. "But maybe, just take a look at it?" Wincing, the blonde began to unbutton the top two buttons of her shirt that were done up before sliding her shoulder out of the fabric. Anna let the sleeve of her cropped button downfall as she pulled at middle of the fabric to keep her chest barely covered. The though fresh, there was an obvious elongated red mark already turning purple in areas. "It's bad itsn't it?"
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πΒ *Β βΒ Β Β πππ π πππ ππππππΒ Β (Β Β prompts for the five senses. addΒ [reversed]Β to reverse the action. feel free to change wording as needed & add detailsΒ )
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[Β πππ πΒ ]Β βΒ sender wraps a soft blanket around receiverβs shoulders
[Β ππππΒ ]Β βΒ sender and receiver fall into bed together on silk sheets
[Β ππππ ] βΒ sender pulls receiverβs hair ( gently / hard )
[Β ππππ ]Β βΒ sender strokes receiverβs hair
[Β πππππΒ ]Β βΒ sender brushes receiverβs hair
[Β πππππ ]Β βΒ sender paints a picture onto part of receiverβs body ( specify what & where )
[Β πππππΒ ]Β βΒ sender traces their fingertips over receiverβs body
[Β ππππΒ ] β sender traces a scar on receiverβs body
[Β ππππΒ ] β sender reaches out to hold receiverβs hand
[Β πππππππΒ ] β sender worships receiverβs body
πππππ.
[Β πππππππΒ ]Β β sender feeds receiver something theyβve never tried before ( specify what )
[Β ππππ ]Β βΒ sender feeds receiver something sour ( specify what )
[Β πππππΒ ] β sender feeds receiver something sweet ( specify what )
[Β πππππΒ ] β sender feeds receiver something spicy ( specify what )
[Β ππππππΒ ] β sender kisses receiver to taste the lingering flavour of what they ate or drank on their lips ( specify what )
[Β ππππππΒ ] β sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood
[Β ππππππΒ ] β sender feeds receiver soup when theyβve fallen ill
[Β πππππΒ ] β sender makes receiver a cocktail to try
[Β ππππΒ ] β sender cooks receiver their favourite meal
[Β πππΒ ] βΒ sender gives receiver a taste of what theyβre cooking / baking for their opinion
πππππ.
[Β πππππΒ ] β sender blindfolds receiver
[Β πππππππΒ ] β sender and receiver see each other again after a period of being apart
[Β ππππππΒ ] β sender notices something different about receiver ( injury / haircut / tattoo / piercing / etc )
[Β π πππππΒ ] β sender greets receiver in formal partywear ( feel free to add detail )
[Β ππππππππΒ ] β sender takes receiver to see lanterns in the sky
[Β πππππΒ ] β sender and receiver lay under the stars to stargaze
[ ππππΒ ] β sender and receiver lock eyes across the room
[Β ππππππΒ ] β sender and receiver see a shadow move out the corner of their eye
[Β ππππΒ ] β sender and receive watch as something burns ( candles / a building / a campfire / etc )
[Β π πππΒ ] β sender takes receiver to the aquarium to watch the sea life
[Β ππππΒ ] β sender recognises receiver at a masquerade party
πππππ.
[Β πππππΒ ] β sender puts on the radio to listen to music with receiver
[Β ππππΒ ] β sender plays receiver their favourite song on an instrument ( specify what )
[Β ππππΒ ] βΒ sender and receiver are in bed together while rain lashes against the windows / tent / etc
[Β πππππππΒ ] β sender whispers something in receiverβs ear ( specify what )
[Β πππππΒ ] β sender asks receiver for a dance upon hearing a song
[Β πππππππΒ ] β sender and receiver hear a sound when they should be alone ( footsteps / creaking floorboards / a scream / etc )
[ πππΒ ] β sender hums a lullaby to lull receiver to sleep
[Β πππ π πππΒ ] β sender comforts a temporally deaf receiver after a loud sound ( gunshot / explosion / etc )
[Β πππππππππΒ ] β sender calms receiver down from a panic attack in a loud place
[Β ππ ππΒ ] βΒ sender and receiver hear a muffled sound from another room / outside ( music / people / creature / etc )
[Β ππππππΒ ] β sender hears receiver crying and approaches comfort them
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[Β ππππΒ ] β sender puts a scented bath bomb into receiverβs bath
[Β ππππππΒ ] β sender lights a scented candle for receiver
[Β π ππππππππΒ ] βΒ sender puts perfume / aftershave on receiverβs ( wrist / neck / cheek )
[Β πππππΒ ]Β βΒ sender inhales receiverβs scent
[Β ππππΒ ] β sender is drawn to the kitchen by receiverβs cooking
[Β πππππππΒ ] βΒ sender steals an item of receiverβs clothes because it smells like them
[Β ππππππΒ ] β sender notices receiver smells of their shampoo / shower gel
[Β π ππππππΒ ] β sender gives receiver flowers
[Β ππππΒ ] β sender helps clean receiver after a long day / stressful situation
[Β ππππππΒ ] β sender and receiver walk through the sewers to escape capture / avoid detection / chase someone
[Β πππππππΒ ] βΒ sender massages receiver with a scented oil
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this is why
β if you have an opinion, maybe you should shove it. β
β might be best to keep it to yourself. β
β survival of the fittest. β
β you're either with us, or you can keep it to yourself. β
the news
β and i've got a war right behind my eyes. β
β every second our collective heart breaks. β
β i'm safe inside. β
β i feel useless behind this computer. β
running out of time
β didn't wanna show up to the party empty handed, but i ran out of time. β
β intentions only get you so far. β
β what if i'm just a selfish prick? β
β i hit the snooze on my alarms twenty times, but i was just so tired. β
β you know it's a lie. β
β i'm always running out of time. β
β it was on my list i swear i meant to get to it. β
β why we gotta be in a rush? β
β look i showed up early for once. β
c'est comme Γ§a
β in a single year, i've aged one hundred. β
β lucky for me i run on spite and sweet revenge. β
β i hate to admit getting better is boring. β
big man, little dignity
β don't mean to stare at you from across the room. β
β know you could get away with anything, so that's exactly what you do. β
β well, well, well, look at you, don't you clean up nice? β
β bet it feels good to leave the past behind. β
β i can't look away. β
β i memorized all your lies. β
β i fantasize your demise. β
β i should look away because i know you're never gonna change. β
β i keep thinking this time the end will be different, but it isn't. β
you first
β can't shake the devil sitting on my shoulder. β
β who invited you? β
β everyone is a bad guy, and there's no way to know who's the worst. β
β karma's gonna come for all of us, and i just hope she comes for you first. β
β i never said i wasn't petty. β
β you can bet i don't regret it for a second. β
figure 8
β all for your sake, i became the very thing that i hate. β
β i lost my way. β
β i don't know how to stop. β
β i won't miss the feeling. β
β i was only being kind but you mistook me for weak. β
β you'd be wise if you thought twice. β
liar
β i keep you safe from me. β
β oh my love, i lied to you. but i never needed to. β
β i lied to you, but you always knew the truth. β
β love is not an easy thing to admit, but i'm not ashamed of it. β
crave
β i can't wait to memorize this day. β
β i crave to do it all again. β
β i'm already missing it. β
β i romanticize even the worst of times. β
β just for a second it all felt simple. β
thick skull
β i am a magnet for broken pieces. β
β i am attracted to broken people. β
β it looks like my fault. β
β it looks like i'm caught red-handed. β
β come on, give it to me. β
β only i know where all the bodies are buried. thought by now i'd find 'em just a little less scary. β
β might be easier, but you don't get used to it. β
β come on out with your hands up. β
β i'm coming out with my hands up. β
Everything had been a blur since rescue. Doctors, family, so called friends, reporters, rescue personnel. All faces, blurs. Just people passing through, passing by. It felt like she'd simultaneously been back for an eternity and less then a minute. Everything happening so fast, but time somehow passing so slow. There were two people she'd wanted to see the when she'd been out there. And the one person that she'd missed the most, he didn't even recognize her. Crying for the nanny when he was placed in her arms. At that moment, the blonde questioned everything. Why she survived, why she did any of what she'd done... The horrible things she'd done. They'd all been in vein when Jacob was scared of her. Scared. The life she had carried within her, the life she'd given birth to. It had rejected her. As of now, Anna was a shell. Wishing she'd stayed out there. That she'd died out there even. For nothing could hurt worse then the pain she was feeling in that moment. Laying in her bed, not wanting to move, she was aware that her door had opened. That someone had come in. At first she'd thought it was her maid, coming to collect the food she hadn't touched. That was until the familiar voice hit her ears. A voice she'd been waiting to hear again since the crash. "Hmm", she cooed, finally stirring for the first time that day. "R-randy?"
