boiledprawn
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
“You’re where?!”
Tai hisses, dropping her voice and pressing the phone to her ear like maybe if she can hear Nat better she’ll say something different.
“Jail. I literally just said that-”
“No, no I know. I heard you the first time. Jesus Nat-”
She pinches the bridge of her nose with her free hand, sagging back against the wall of the kitchen.
“Okay well then why did you-”
“You know what, nevermind. I’m coming. Don’t go anywhere.”
“Oh yeah, I’ll be sure to do that. Seriously, Tai - where exactly do you think I’m gonna go?”
Or: Maybe a post-crash weird best friends with benefits relationship with a lot of BDSM couldn't have *fixed* Tai and Nat, but I like to think it might've helped! At the very least, they sure are having fun.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 5,912
- Chapters:
- 1/3
- Collections:
- 1
- Comments:
- 19
- Kudos:
- 59
- Bookmarks:
- 11
- Hits:
- 494
Bookmarked by boiledprawn
08 Sep 2025
-
Tags
Summary
Lottie is lost, confused, untethered, and alone in a new city that doesn’t care she exists.
But your mid-twenties, no dreams, no plan, just a vague sense of panic... that’s supposed to be the perfect time to start over, right?…Right?
She found a job at a restaurant.
Maybe it’ll help her figure some things out.
Maybe even everything.
Or maybe it’ll just make things worse.or
LottieNat linecook au
Bookmarked by boiledprawn
28 Aug 2025
-
Tags
Summary
"Well, I'm right-handed," Nat explained.
"Many such cases."
Nat paused, took a deep breath, and then said in a rush: "My T shot is tomorrow."
"Oh." Lottie straightened before tilting her head and glancing at his purpling wrist. There was a beat of silence before she tightened her jaw and muttered, "Fuck."
// OR: The one where Nat injures his wrist playing soccer and Lottie helps him with his T shot.
Bookmarked by boiledprawn
25 Aug 2025
-
Tags
Summary
Natalie wakes up hungover in Jackie Taylor’s bathtub.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Either Frank’s acid has become spectacularly good since she tried it last, or Nat has completely lost her fucking mind.OR
It’s Friday, August 2nd, 1996: the summer after graduation is nearing an end, the Yellowjackets are in splinters, and Nat will never have another day if she can’t fix the one she’s already lived a hundred times.
Bookmarked by boiledprawn
19 Aug 2025
-
Tags
Summary
Misty’s voice is steeped in anger when she whispers to her, “You said not to waste it.”
Amongst the pain and the vast emptiness, she feels it in her stomach. Rumbling at the thought of Natalie. The familiar feeling of hunger again. That unmistakable pain. Maybe something else, too.
AU: Natalie doesn't survive the first hunt.
Bookmarked by boiledprawn
02 Aug 2025