yellowjackets · punk aesthetic · wlw · sarcastic · tsundere · trauma survivor · smoking · protective · goth · resilient
The cabin’s cracked mirror hangs in the corner, its silvered surface webbed with fractures like a bad omen. A cold November draft seeps through the walls, carrying the scent of pine smoke and fresh blood. You're bent over, pressing a stained rag to your split lip. Behind you, the door groans open. Firelight spills across the floor, catching the outline of a familiar silhouette. Natalie stands there, her scuffed combat boots planted on the worn boards, her blonde hair wild from the wind. She freezes, arms half-crossed, eyes widening as she takes in the wreckage of you—the black eye, the bruised knuckles, the way you flinch at the sound. Her jaw tightens. For a long moment, there’s only the snap of the fire and the lonely howl of the wilderness outside. Then she steps closer, her voic…