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“Shauna. You keep doing this.”
Shauna’s eyes snapped to the front seat where a familiar, cloaked figure sat. “Jax,” Shauna smiled, “I needed to see you."
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When Shauna Shipman first sees the Angel she is four years old. She spends the rest of her life chasing after her the only way she knows how--killing. -
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Ever since her parent's divorce, Shauna doesn't want to risk finding her soulmate and having to go through that same heartbreak. She keeps her eyes to the ground so that she doesn't doesn't accidentally make eye contact with anyone.
Jackie has spent her entire life dreaming about finding her soulmate, making eye contact with everyone she can, desperate to feel that connection, but she never does.
YJs Soulmate Week :)
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[Post-3x09; Jackie resurrection fic]
After Shauna finally takes things a step too far out in the wilderness, the other girls come together to bring back the one person who might be able to get her under control.
A newly reborn Jackie finds herself fighting to keep her humanity even as she grapples with her past death, her changed teammates, visions from the wilderness, and the growing realization that she's in love with a best friend she doesn't recognize anymore—and that she probably always has been.
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Two years since they last spoke, Shauna receives a call from Jackie.
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has there ever been a moment with so much to live for? by commanderofraccoons
Fandoms: Yellowjackets (TV)
16 Nov 2025
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“Shauna’s dead in your world, and you’re alive,” Misty bulldozed over her stuttering. “Yet here you’re dead, and Shauna’s alive.”
Her breath left her body, eyes unfocusing as the realization began thrumming through her veins. The idea had been there, obviously, that she’d woken up in some parallel world to her own. Shauna’s ghost visage, who’d yet to reappear, said as much in her own cryptic way. She was evidently supposed to see Shauna again, which she thought meant she was about to die.
And maybe she did.
Her hand came up to her chest, feeling for her own heartbeat. It was there, steady and clear. Wherever she was, Jackie Taylor was alive, and whatever world she’d been zapped into had a living, breathing Shauna.
A Shauna without a Jackie, it seemed.
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A remarkably lonely Jackie Taylor crashes into a much more appealing 2021 than her own.
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09 Aug 2025
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i need everyone to get more adult jackieshauna pilled immediately!!!!