#yjs oc

[corrya]

"Should I tear my eyes out now? Everything I see returns to you, somehow"

Haunted by visions of the fire that claimed her sister's life, ASHLEY MONTAUK is sent to her aunt's home in Wiskayok in hopes that a break from bustling New York will do her some good. However, when her team's plane crashes over the Rockies, Ashley's lead right back into the situation she's escaped.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ Growing up in Brooklyn New York, Ashley spent the first sixteen years of her life cordially with the world around her. She was neither popular nor unpopular, neither smart nor stupid. Her parents worked an awful lot but she never had to worry for food or clothes.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ Ashley's relationship with her sister was nothing special, Marion Montauk was five years younger than her sister and everything you'd expect of an eleven year old girl, funny, happy, outgoing.

The day Marion dies is like any other, her father was away on business and her mother was working an night shift at the hospital. The fire happens late at night and Ashley barely notices until it's too late.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ The next few months are spent in and out of physical rehab before her therapist recommends a change of pace. A week later Ashley's life is packed up and sent with her to Her aunt Marjorie's home in Wiskayok

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ Ashley is very new to the soccer team by the time nationals rolls around. She keeps her head down and isn't terribly well known by her teammates. In her junior year of high-school, she has a few lessons with Melissa and is amicable with Akilah but that's about as far as it goes.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ In the wilderness Ashley acts as a foil to Lottie, where Lottie's psychosis brings her closer to the group and the wilderness Ashley gets pushed further away.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ An insomniac, Ashley spends a lot of time wide awake, driving herself insane with her own thoughts and figures.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ Overall, she spends a very little amount of time with the group.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ She completes her chores in a haphazard, rather frantic way, but completes them nonetheless.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ throughout the winter she gets increasingly convinced she is being watched.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ after weeks of thinking, and spurred to action by Javi's death, Ashley burns down the cabin, and stands with the others to watch.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ the act brings her some small comfort, however, as she is arguably the happiest we see her throughout the first summer and spring.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ talking to Lottie is among her more favoured vices.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ Ben's trial is the lowest point in her story, she fights so hard for the guilty conviction she loses herself in it. At one point she goes face to face with Natalie, starting fight that ends up chipping Natalie's tooth and giving Ashley a black eye.

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ Ashley disappears during the hunt for the frog scientists, it's generally ambigious as to whether she finds resources and escapes or just dies somewhere in the forest but regardless none of the yellowjackets see her again (unless...)

<< visuals for Marion Montauk, seen in a fair few visions by Ashley.

[artificialroux]

danielle had never been the kind of girl people noticed. and most of the time, she was fine with that. most of the time.

she didn’t mind being shauna’s little sister. she just wished sometimes that someone would see her as more than that.

danielle “dani” marie shipman, little shipman, a deer in the headlights.

played by maude apatow.

she was born quietly, a soft arrival into a world that seemed too loud for her. even as a child, she knew how to be small, how to be unnoticed, and how to find comfort in the spaces between the noise.

— danielle “dani” shipman came into the world on june 2nd, 1980, in a quiet hospital room just outside of wiskayok, new jersey. she was born in the early morning, the sky outside shifting from deep blue to the soft pinks and oranges of dawn. shauna, just a toddler at the time, was too young to fully understand what was happening, but she clung to their father’s leg, peeking curiously at the tiny, wrinkled thing wrapped in a pastel pink blanket.

— their mother had been exhausted but composed, already slipping into the familiar role of caretaker. their father had been there too, back when he was still around; before the arguments, the late nights, and the eventual absence. for a brief moment, they had all been together, a picture-perfect family.

— danielle was a quiet baby, content to observe the world around her with wide, curious eyes. she rarely cried, something their mother appreciated after dealing with shauna’s more demanding infancy. but as she grew, it became clear that danielle wasn’t just quiet; she was thoughtful, always watching, always listening.

of two sisters, one is always the watcher, the other the dancer.

— while only being about a year or so younger than her sister — 15 at the time of the crash and a sophomore — dani was always babied a bit more, even shauna's friends affectionately referred to her as “little shipman” to her annoyance.

— pre crash, dani was a huge film and literature nerd, she was in the school's drama club, and while shauna was the writer of the family, dani was the reader. she dreamed of becoming a renowned filmmaker one day. she also enjoyed older music from the 60s, like the beatles. she wanted to go to nyu.

— she has soft features, an auburnish brown hair, and expressive eyes. her and shauna share a striking resemblance, even for sisters, her mother used to joke they were twins and dani just wanted to stay in there a little longer. she is almost always seen with soft curls in her hair or tiny braids to adorn her head, courtesy of the rollers she wears nightly as part of her beauty routine.

— her style is feminine but modest; cardigans, turtlenecks, flowy skirts, tights, paired with mary janes or loafers. she sometimes wears her mom’s old sweaters or clothes, and even steals stuff from shauna's closet frequently. her favorite makeup looks consist of a bright red or soft pink lip and neutral colored eye makeup with a winged eyeliner.

— danielle always had a romantic view of life. most nights, she would lie in bed with her lamp on, flipping through pages of a novel, imagining a life bigger than the one she had. a life where she wasn’t just someone’s little sister.

— unlike shauna she's not althetic at all, she tried to pick up soccer as a kid when shauna started but failed miserably. but she did do a few years of dance and ballet instead so she was involved with something, and shauna always had to drag her along to her games and practices.

- growing up in the shipman household meant structure, expectations, and the constant weight of appearances. their mother kept a tight grip on everything; their schedules, their grades, the way they presented themselves to the world. after their father left, that control only tightened.

— danielle, younger and less rebellious than shauna, was easier to manage. she did what was expected of her, she was polite, well-behaved, soft-spoken. she was a good student, not because she was particularly ambitious but because getting lost in books was easier than dealing with reality. she liked escaping into stories, getting caught up in other people’s lives, ones that weren’t hers.

— shauna, by contrast, was the one their mother expected the most from. and because of that, shauna was often forced to take danielle along with her, to soccer games, to sleepovers, to outings with jackie. danielle didn’t always mind, but she also never quite belonged in shauna’s world. she was always just “shauna’s little sister,” a tagalong, an afterthought.

— she didn’t resent shauna for it…at least, not most of the time. she admired her, the way she seemed so capable, so sure of herself, so good at fitting in. but sometimes, when their mother pushed too hard, expected too much, danielle could see the cracks. the way shauna’s smile would falter when their mom wasn’t looking. the way she’d grip her pencil too tightly while doing homework. the way she’d sigh before telling danielle, “come on, let’s go,” when she was forced to bring her along.

— danielle’s world was small; books, movies, school, shauna’s shadow. she wasn’t the type to break rules or push boundaries, sneaking a cigarette or beer at parties was the extent of her rebellion. but there was always something restless inside her, something that wondered who she would be if no one was watching. she never got the chance to find out before the plane crashed.

her relationships with the other yellowjackets

— danielle and jackie had a polite, surface-level friendship, mostly because of shauna. jackie was always nice to her by complimenting her outfits or asking about school, but there was a certain distance, like danielle was just an extension of shauna rather than her own person.

— danielle admired jackie in the way one might admire a movie star; she was effortlessly charming, always knowing the right thing to say. but she also felt out of place around her. whenever shauna and jackie were together, she felt like a spectator in their world, not quite part of it. she admired jackie the way someone admires a painting in a museum; beautiful, untouchable, and completely out of reach.

— danielle had always thought she was just waiting to grow into dating, like the other girls, but no matter how much time passed, she never felt the same pull toward boys her age. it wasn’t that she didn’t want romance, it just never felt right. that is, until she started noticing natalie. at parties with shauna, on the soccer field, at school; natalie was different. there was something about her confidence, the way she seemed to move through the world, that made danielle’s heart flutter in a way she hadn’t expected.

— danielle never told anyone about it. she wasn’t even sure when it started, maybe the first time she saw natalie leaning against the lockers, all confident with a lingering scent of cigarette smoke, or maybe when she caught her laughing at something stupid kevyn had said, her smile unexpectedly soft. whatever it was, danielle felt it like an ache, something small and quiet lodged in her ribs. she knew better than to entertain the thought. natalie scatorccio wasn’t the kind of person she could just... like. she was cool in a way danielle would never be, all messy blonde hair, dark eyeliner, and don’t-give-a-damn attitude. she was older, too. only by a year, but enough to make it impossible.

— still, danielle found herself watching her sometimes, stealing glances in the hallways or during lunch. she told herself it wasn’t obvious, that no one noticed, but shauna had given her a look once, one of those older-sister, i-know-you looks that made her stomach twist. she had quickly changed the subject.

— she doubted natalie even knew her name. they ran in completely different circles. danielle spent her time in the library or working at the movie theater, while natalie was out at parties, skipping class, living a life danielle could only observe from the sidelines. but once—just once—natalie had spoken to her.

— it was in the school parking lot. danielle had been fumbling with her bike lock, fingers numb from the cold, when she heard natalie’s voice. “hey, you got a hairpin or something?” danielle had looked up, stunned to find natalie standing right there, shoving a hand into the pocket of her leather jacket.

— “a hairpin?” danielle echoed, stupidly. “for my locker,” natalie said, smirking slightly. “i kinda forgot my combo.” danielle, still half in a daze, reached up and pulled a bobby pin from her braid, handing it over without a word. their fingers brushed. she hoped her face didn’t give her away. natalie grinned. “thanks, little shipman.”

— and then she was gone, walking back inside, completely unaware that she had just wrecked danielle’s entire week with three words. danielle never got the bobby pin back. she didn’t mind.

the day of the flight and the crash

— danielle sat on the bleachers as the sun's heat beat down on her face, exhausted from the sweltering temperature and length of the game she watched, but when she saw jackie win the game with a bump of her head, she flung her hands over her mouth in surprise and joy, screaming cheers for her sister. after the win, when shauna came off the field, her face flushed with excitement, she spotted danielle in the crowd and gave her a grin. “we’re going to nationals,” shauna said, breathless. “can you believe it?” danielle nodded, her lips curving into a small, proud smile. “yeah. I can.”

— like with everything, their mom made danielle tag along with shauna for the flight to seattle, so danielle woke up and began to pack early. when she went up to get shauna, she saw her quickly tuck a slip of paper behind her back, she shook it off, thinking nothing of it and asked her to hurry up so they weren't late.

— danielle couldn't sit with shauna, she was already sitting with jackie if course, so she sat in a seat across the row from nat, by herself, they made small talk as nat tried to reassure her the trip would be fun. she ended up falling asleep as she listened to the plane take off.

— she awoke to the plane shaking, sickening sounds of metal tearing as screams filled the cabin. danielle’s breath caught in her throat as the plane descended, faster than anything she had ever imagined. she could see the panic on the faces of those around her, the terror reflected in their wide eyes. she clutched the armrest with both hands, her fingers aching, as the world outside the window spun out of control. she watched helplessly as the plane split in two as people walked the aisles.

— the crash was sudden and brutal. there was no warning, just the sickening sound of metal crunching, the sharp impact of the plane hitting the ground. danielle’s body was thrown forward, her head slamming against the seat in front of her as the world turned to chaos. the last thing she remembered was the searing pain in her chest before everything went black.

— danielle woke to shauna desperately shaking her awake, relief in her eyes as she realized she was alive, she and jackie tore danielle out of the seat in a rush. she looked around her to see flames eating up the plane, dead bodies littered around, and felt the pain in her chest worse and worse. she had blood tripping down her head, and her chest had major bruising from the force of the seat in front of her when she was thrown forward. but when she looked around outside, she realized her injuries were nothing compared to what she was seeing.

in the wilderness

— in the wilderness, danielle's role is one of a quiet observer and reluctant participant, at least in the beginning. she isn’t as assertive or strong-willed as some of the others, like shauna or natalie, and she doesn’t have the survival skills of the more experienced girls, which makes her feel even more disconnected. her shy, introverted nature keeps her on the sidelines, blending into the background as she processes everything unfolding around her.

— her love for literature and films, her way of escaping, becomes a way of coping in the wilderness. she clings to memories of stories and characters that once gave her comfort, but as the days stretch on, she becomes more aware of the brutal reality of their situation. despite this, she still holds onto a sense of gentleness, often feeling like the group's moral compass even though she doesn’t have the strength to always speak out.

— her relationship with shauna shifts as the days pass. she can sense her sister is keeping something from her, and she notices the tension around jackie and her. she tries hard to stay out of it, not wanting to make anything worse, but when it's revealed shauna is pregnant, danielle, worried for her safety, clings to her sister more than ever before.

— after jackie’s death, everything seemed to shift in the wilderness. shauna, who had always been a strong presence in danielle’s life, became something unrecognizable. the girl who had been her protector, her older sister who kept her grounded, now carried herself differently—hardened, distant, even cold at times. shauna, in the wake of the brutal reality of the hunt and jackie's death, started making decisions that danielle couldn’t understand. there was a shift in her eyes, a coldness that replaced the warmth that once guided danielle. she made the hard choices, the ones that were necessary for survival, but at the cost of her humanity.

— in the end danielle does not survive the wilderness, she does not live to see her dreams of becoming a film director come true, or see her sister start a family. whether it's a tragic end where she dies in her sister's arms after a fight gone wrong, like jackie — or a terrible accident, even a hunt that ends up with her as the meal for the girls (maybe she is pit girl?). shauna loses the last person she has in the wilderness, now she is without her best friend, her baby, and her sister.

— she definitely haunts the narrative, specifically nat and shauna, most likely she is still alive in s3, and dies in the second winter. her motif is a deer.

hiii!!! yellowjackets oc brainrot returns, dani is my least fleshed out oc for yj...so any thoughts on room for improvement is welcome! some things based drabble by @puppybutcher :33

and as always tysm to my yj oc inspos @dippindotties @natscatorcciosgf @antlerqueenss & @logansdogmotif!

[spleenmuncher]

Maybe as spring comes around the Yellowjackets OC community will reach that absolute peak that it was April to July 2025 🙏

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Anara Jane Melanthi

the hare. the mute prophet. the doomed girl.

☆— went looking for a creation myth, ended up with a pair of cracked lips [I know the end - phoebe bridgers]

unofficial theme songs: i know the end, cassandra, gilded lily, you're gonna go far

nicknames: ann, annie (everyone calls her ann or anara - only laura lee called her annie)

birthday: sept 23, 1979

face claim: isabela merced

sexuality: aro/ace lesbian (she/her)

early childhood

the middle child with an older brother (leo) and a younger sister (eden), she was always overlooked by everyone in her life. when she was in primary, her parents boasted to their friends about how amazing their sons’ below average grades were. when she was in elementary, her teachers praised her sisters’ unimpressive ballet performances.

she’s always known this too. she knows her parents have favorites that they don’t even bother to hide. it was obvious from the moment she could see.

her siblings would always get the most expensive birthday presents, tailored to their every desire. anara received impersonal stock birthday cards and china dolls that blinked. she’s always hated dolls.

her parents, despite having so much money for eden and leo, move them from a very comfortable all-american home to a small apartment complex when anara is around five years old.

it didn’t take a genius to figure out why. her mother was always drinking and spending more money than she could afford. her father spent his money on ‘business trips’ with whichever new secretary caught his eye.

pre-crash high school

freshman year, she lays low. she’s always been a part of the background — why would she make waves now? she just wants to graduate and get into a decent college. it takes at least a month longer for teachers to stop forgetting her name compared to other, more vibrant, students.

sophomore year is a little different. she sits next to a kind blonde girl in her government class. at first, anara crosses her off as another insincere christian girl who keeps a facade of an innocent lamb before turning into a snake the second someone turns around. but she’s surprised. laura lee is exactly who she acts like. a supportive, caring, and maybe a little excessive, friend. it’s the first time anara’s been seen instead of glanced at.

laura lee, an already seasoned soccer player, convinced her to join the team. anara has never played soccer for a team before. the only experience she’s had was when her father gifted her a soccer ball for her ninth birthday after she’d asked for a teddy bear. but this is a friend (a strange word, she thinks laura lee is more of a saving grace) and anara is not in a position to decline friendship.

surprisingly, she makes varsity. she starts out as a goalie but after seeing her sprint, the coaches quickly move her to midfield.

junior year and she’s making a name for herself. people see a number three jersey and either grimace at the challenge they know they’ll face or smile at the welcoming sub that’ll bring the score up.

she’s only growing closer with laura lee, their friendship considered one of the inseparable duos of the yellowjackets, challenged only by shauna and jackie.

besides laura lee, she’s made some new friends like van and jackie. unfortunately she’s also gotten sucked into a rivalry with taissa, who doesn’t appreciate the way she sides with the coaches so much, and natalie, who just doesn’t seem to like her in general.

she also has managed to gain respect from the coaches. coach martinez uses her technique as examples for the jv members. coach scott squeezes her shoulder reassuringly before every game. it’s not like she has anything to compare it to but she notices something like pride in these gestures. it reminds her of her father fawning over a drawing eden had given him in second grade.

senior year is going to be her year, she can feel it in the air. it’s her last year at this school, she’ll graduate and be able to move to college like she’s wanted to since she knew leaving her parents was an option.

despite a less-than-ideal pep rally, she manages to get through it without gagging thanks to the light jokes van mutters in her ear. she hates being stared at like some kind of animal in a circus tent and it annoys her when natalie stares at her for a lingering moment. but it’s different than the animalistic stares of the ecstatic students on the bleachers.

and the team is seemingly unstoppable, winning game after game until the next step is nationals.

the night before, anara goes to the party with laura lee to celebrate with her friends and her teammates (still weird terms to her). a fight about allie leads to her standing in front of natalie, held at what feels like gunpoint by jackie, and saying with a forced smile, “i like that you don’t care what anybody thinks. and….i like your hair.” the smile becomes a little less forced when she receives a gruff, “you’re a good listener and you play a fuckin’ mean midfield. and i like your eyes, i guess.”

the morning of nationals is quiet. her brother’s in town so he drops her off with the team with a small wave and a promise of ice cream when she gets back. excitement floods her as she boards the private plane and she lets out a giddy laugh at van’s thanks to mr. matthews. she sits next to laura lee and sighs in bliss. soon she’ll be at nationals, doing what she’s started to believe is her purpose.

but when she wakes up, it’s to the sound of screaming and all she can see is fire.

the wilderness

her only thought is “where am i?” when she wakes up. it’s only until she feels herself yanked up by a frantic laura lee that she registers something besides the ringing in her ears. that doesn’t make it easier. they’re trapped in the middle of nowhere with scrapes of food and water. and there’s smoke and blood everywhere, holy shit there’s way too much. yet one thing is ever present in her mind in the aftermath of the crash: this is not her year.

notes: so!! i feel like this was me yapping into the void abt pre-crash anara. calling you an ant colony cause all i fed you were crumbs. i swear i’ll write details abt her in the wilderness but i don’t know how to phrase/describe it fully. i might break it up between seasons. anyway meet anara officially!

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[logansdogmotif]

YJS ADULT TIMELINE OC INTRODUCTION 🐀

📀 ultraviolence - lana del rey // let me entertain you - queen // c’est la vie - madness

name: giulia jean quigley

family: misty quigley (adoptive mother), caligula (adoptive brother - bird)

age: seventeen

brief personality/backstory: complete mama’s girl. (she was the great-granddaughter of one of misty’s patients when she was a freshly qualified nurse, and this patient was giulia’s guardian so lamented to misty how she was going to go into the foster system now without anyone to care for her, giulia’s great-grandmother tells misty that she worries for giulia, whilst only being 3 or 4, already exhibiting strange tendencies such as claiming to see ghosts, becoming extremely attached to dead birds she finds in the garden, and turning on tv the tv in the middle of the night to watch static; misty tracks her down out of curiosity, and goes through the qualifications to become a foster parent and immediately clicks with giulia, seeing too much of her younger self in her; she manipulates the system into allowing her to very quickly adopt giulia and the rest is history). she loves her mother so much, and confides everything to her, and she is one of the only people misty truly trusts. she dreams of becoming a comedic actress/comedienne, and has been taken to lots of casting calls and workshops throughout her life by misty to help support her dream. having been ridiculed by others when she was younger for her ‘strange and unusual behaviour’, her whole life is a performance, the only people she is even close to honest with being misty and then later walter. she helps her mother with her citizen detective projects and knows more than she should about what happened in the wilderness (and is, in turn, obsessed with it).

motif: rat

faceclaim: emily fairn

yjs oc faves <3: @dippindotties @artificialroux @cincerelyfemme @puppybutcher @antlrrqueen @moonyvvamp @ohno-people @barblisa @orangecatsmissingbraincell @favstxlenkssxs @natscatorcciosgf

[puppyrage]

🪶: YJS OC. MALLORY E. MORGAN

“she rules her life like a bird in flight...”

- mallory eloise morgan, number thirteen on the wiskayok yellowjackets (who’s mother made her join because she insisted that mallory was becoming ‘socially detached’, or whatever that meant), grown organically in wiskayok, new jersey’s finest trailer park. neighbors with natalie scatorccio, and vanessa palmer. they had a little bit of a falling out as soon as puberty hit, mallory mostly keeping to herself. she became a total hippie, tree-hugging, creature-whispering loner, attached to being outside and in nature.

“gee, this bites!”

- sized at 5’2, this little forest nymph is pocket-sized. she possesses big brown eyes, straight and thin eyebrows, and a fair complexion. rosy lips, and rosy cheeks, this critter is the most elusive thing to grace this shithole of a trailer park! this creature may also contain: bangs that sit just above her eyebrows, many choppy layers, and a headful of mousy brown hair.

“radiohead? what do you know about radiohead?”

- a huge chatterbox. you cannot get this girl to shut her mouth for the life of you. although her mouth was never used for snark, opting to just rattle on and on about the structure of mistletoe, a bit of paracetamol would come in handy while conversing with this one.

- mallory is the first to believe in lottie’s visions. besides lottie, she is the wilderness’ most devout servant. antler queen mallory when? she is also the best forager, having immense knowledge of every aspect, down to what can upset your stomach in the slightest.

- a full on vegan, to the point where she sobs at having to slaughter a poor little bug residing in the cracks of her trailer walls. but when the winters hit, she was slowly forced out of it in order to survive :(

- randomly ‘meow’s and mimics animals. likes to repeat words or sounds she hears (echolalia is strong in this one). loves fleetwood mac , radiohead, jeff buckley, syd matters, lizzy mcalpine, adrienne lenker (i may or may not have a whole mallory playlist). also she’s a chronic gatekeeper ‘m sorry.

“i know it’s not the 70s anymore.

i’ll wear my bell-bottoms if i want to!”

- mallory only ever thrifts. she, and i quote, ‘would rather reenact several chapters of a stephen king novel unto herself than ever fuel a big corporation’.

- befriends laura-lee! she is extremely close to her and admires her devotion to something she believes in. she also helped laura-lee fix up the helicopter, while simultaneously whining, ‘laur.. i dunno if this is a good idea.’ when laura-lee passes, mallory is utterly shattered. soon, she befriends van and akilah.

- preferred (canon) ship of choice: malvan (mallory morgan x vanessa palmer). canonically calls van, ‘ness’ or ‘nessa’. happy to ship her with other ocs :). agnostic, diagnosed with ADD, obsessed with handmaking trinkets out of natural supplies for people she loves. hyperfeminine femme lesbian, believes in butchfemme realness, and would (modernly) die for chappell roan.

will add more when i can think :3 let me know your opinions on this one, and feel free to ask any questions :)

“… and who will be her lover?”

🏷️: @dippindotties @lottienatsbian … (comment to be on this taglist!)

[bea-like-the-bug]

My new Yellowjackets OCs!

A senior at Wiskayok Highschool, Donna Lowe-Liang was 18 at the time of the crash, her birthday was February 18th, 1978.

A flight attendant on flight 2525, Theresa Liang was 37 at the time of the crash, her birthday was October 27th, 1961.

Tags for same-universe OCs!: @corrya

Donna's lore doesn't make sense unless you know Theresa's, and Theresa's doesn't make sense unless you know Donna's, so I have them both in this post. Although, I am going to start with Theresa's. (Season 1 TTL only for this post)

Theresa Liang

Pre-Crash

— Theresa was born and raised in Wiskayok, New Jersey. She lived relatively comfortable her whole life.

— She had a boyfriend named Leroy who she started dating when they were 18.

— Due to pressures from their family, Theresa and Leroy had to get married after Theresa became pregnant when they were both 19—even though they were right on the cusp of leaving eachother.

— They named their daughter Donna, and she was born on February 16th, 1979.

— Overwhelmed and stir-crazy, Theresa applied to become a flight attendant in 1981 at the age of 21.

— Leroy and Theresa divorced in 1983 when Donna was 4, and she wanted to stay with her father since he was around more for her. But, obviously, Theresa wanted her to stay.

— Leroy had two children (Ryan and Carrie) with a new wife in 1986 and 1990.

— When the opportunity came up, she decided to take Donna with her on a flight to Seattle, Washington in an attempt to win her back over.

Crash

— Theresa was on the crew along with the two pilots and another attendant, her highschool best friend, Emilia Müller.

— Theresa and Donna both survived the crash, and neither of them sustained serious injuries. But, Theresa witnessed the death of Emilia, as she was the burning flight attendant.

— Since she was the only conscious adult in the situation (as well as being a flight attendant with prior training) Theresa was able to help the others with basic medical care safety precautions.

Early Wilderness

— She voted against leaving the crash site, since she still thought that the transmitter would work and get them rescued.

— When they make it to the cabin, she did not make an attempt to use the gun—since she did not want Donna to see her with a weapon.

— At this point, Theresa did not have a specific job, but rather helped out wherever she could.

— During the seance, Theresa remained downstairs. Not because she was against it, but rather, she just thought that it wasn't going to be interesting. Although, she allowed Donna to join the others in the attic.

— When Tai decided to go south for help, Theresa was torn. On one hand, she knew that she would be able to offer a helpful hand for the group. Although, on the other, she wouldn't want Donna to come with them.

— Ultimately, Theresa remained at the cabin with Donna.

— Theresa was unable to tell how fed up Donna was with how overbearing she was becoming. Having spent so little time with her, she was unable to interpret how she acts.

— She found herself growing uncomfortable with how interested Donna was in the supernatural aspects of the Wilderness. She didn't yet believe that they were real, she was worried that her daughter was going to fall into a psychosis wherein she believed the supernatural stuff.

— Theresa discouraged Laura Lee from going on the plane. She knew how finicky they can be and all of her training told her that it was a bad idea. But ultimately, she was unable to prevent Laura Lee from flying.

— She blamed herself for the plane exploding, she could have done more, and now Laura Lee doesn't get to go home to her own mother.

Doomcoming

— The only formal wear that Theresa possessed was her flight attendant uniform, but she opted to just wear her normal clothing, now uncomfortable with seeing it.

— When Donna disappeared into the Wilderness with Mari, Theresa tried to search for her. Although, she was unable to find her until she returned to the cabin in the morning.

— Theresa yelled at Donna for running off, with everything that was happening last night, she was worried that the group had done something to her.

Post-Doomcoming

— Theresa didn't involve herself in the JackieShauna fight and refused to form any opinion on it, she thought that it would resolve itself by the morning like a lot of teenage disagreements do.

— Similar to how she felt about Laura Lee's death, she felt partially responsible for Jackie's death. She was the only able-bodied adult in the situation, in her mind, she should have done something.

Donna Lowe-Liang

Crash

— Donna sat with Travis on the plane, and she escaped with minor injuries. She was too out of it to pay attention to anyone, and she got off the plane before it exploded.

— She found with her mother, glad that they both survived.

— Donna stumbled around blindly, wanting to help but not knowing what to do.

— Donna's secret that she shared at the campfire that night was that she tried a cigarette one time, but she finished it too quickly and threw up.

— Theresa was not around during the campfire, she was canvasing the area around the plane, searching (not actually, she just needed to be alone) for her bag.

Lake

— She voted to stay at the plane, since her mother did as well. She thought that the transmitter would be able to bring them to safety, so she figured that there would be no point in leaving.

— Donna swam in the lake with the team, glad that Mari chose to lay on the shore instead.

Cabin

— When they arrive at the cabin, Donna is fascinated by Cabin Guy and the symbols, as she had always had an eye for the morute.

— This fascination caused Mari and Donna to have their first verbal interaction in the Wilderness, wherein Mari called her a freak.

— They had a spat, and it was only stopped when Theresa pulled her daughter aside and sternly told her to be polite, not knowing the extent of the full context.

— When they had the gun competition, Donna failed horrendously.

— She picked up whatever chores she had to, as she didn't yet have a set job.

— Donna participated happily in the seance, but became terrified when Lottie had her 'episode'.

— When Tai left south, Donna did not even consider leaving with her. She longed to figure out what was happening, and she would lose her ability to do that once she left.

— When Laura Lee proposed how she wanted to fly the plane, Donna told her it wasn't a good idea.

— When she blew up, Donna found herself unable to feel the extent of the emotions that she thought she should feel. Not in a 'she had it coming' way, but in a way that Donna knew that (and was insecure about how) she had always struggled with emotional responses to severe situations.

Doomcoming

— Donna was originally opposed to Doomcoming, because she wanted to conserve supplies to survive as long as possible.

— She eventually folded, and enjoyed the first bit of Doomcoming.

— After the psychedelics began to kick in, she stumbled away from the party, the only person who noticed was Mari. She followed Donna, and the pair finally had a cordial conversation for the first time in almost two years.

— Mari revealed that she never actually thought that Bella had been telling the truth, but she was afraid what it would mean for her to break from the group. But out here, none of that mattered.

— They both apologized to eachother, and laughed about everything they had done to make eachother hate the other over the past two years.

— Rather participating in the Travis assault, they laid in the dirt a decent distance away from the cabin and then returned in the morning.

Post-Doomcoming

— During the JackieShauna fight, Donna refuses to offer an opinion to anyone. The premise, tone, and events of the argument remind her of her quarrel with Mari, so she believes that this will work itself out in due time.

— Jackie dies, and Donna is, again, unable to bring herself to feel the proper amount of empathy. Her inability to experience empathy in any way that doesn't feel performative had always been a big source of insecurity for her. She thought that she should have been able to, especially since Jackie was one of her longest-running friends.

[muttgirled]

annie campbell 🩹 — yellowjackets oc

💿; Don't be like mouse — kmoe "you said, 'don't be like mouse,' but how'd it fit in it's mouth?"

age: 17 nicknames: "ann james" — her mother, "campbell" — natalie sexuality: lesbian (femme leaning) height: 5'9

early life.

annie james campbell — born on january 13th 1977 in brooklyn, new york — in her early coming up years had always been a wallflower. going most of elementary and middle school without many friends at all, only a close few. even though with little, she still enjoyed her life back then and remained relatively happy. straight A's, loving and strong relationship with her parents, friends who cared, steady routine, there wasn't anything to complain about.

pre crash.

everything she grew used to all came to a screeching halt, when her whole family had to move to wiskayok, new jersey in the middle of her sophomore year because of her mother's new job. adjusting to the slower lifestyle compared to the city was a hard change, and starting in a new high school was even harder.

people already had their cliques, making it almost impossible to talk to anyone or even try to fit in. she was no stranger to being an outsider, of course, but something about it here felt so much different. she'd start to hear snide whispers in the hallways about her being the only transfer student. all of them ranging from her body to rumors about why she transferred — i mean, look at her. did she look like she could get into a fight? — causing her to quickly develop a really bad form of anxiety and paranoia.

to add salt on the wound — her mother and father's relationship acutely took a decline due to her father having affair, causing them to go through an incredibly messy and argument filled divorce. both of them started to become withdrawn from annie to the point where they mainly weren't paying attention to her besides the bare minimum.

💿; Northwest zombie girl — underscores "northwest zombie girl, i heard they got you all fixed up."

annie bled all of her feelings out onto the dusty journal her grandmother got her for her birthday a while back. it became her lifeline, the only way she could get the whirlwind of self deprecating thoughts and anger out of her brain. eventually by her junior year, she'd fill out multiple.

during her junior year was where she'd meet natalie scatorccio in the back of her trigonometry class, where passing stupid notes had bloomed into one of her only real friendships at wiskayok high school. they both brought each other clarity, a light at the end of both of their incredibly dim tunnels and eventually turning into a pair of girls with an inseparable bond — almost soulmate-like. after while they would begin to start dating privately.

and it was also natalie's bright idea to have her join the varsity soccer team, completely ignoring annie's abundant protests and signing her up anyways. nat insisted it was a good idea to try and get her to meet new people, thinking it'd be easy since she was already well acquainted with all of them. although this would only ultimately fuel annie's anxiety even more.

now she felt like an outcast both in school and a sports team on a sport she barely even understood, causing her anxiety to spike up rapidly & often ending in frequent panic attacks.

annie was essentially a bench warmer — striker, when she wasn't — however she still somehow managed to perform okay enough whenever she was subbed in during games. most of the yellowjacket's girls viewed her obviously as the weakest link amongst all of them, many not really liking her at all in the first place. the only one ever closest being jackie. who, alongside nat, gave her the benefit of the doubt.

💿; Lifeboat — Elle McLemore "i'm hugging my knees, and the captain is pointing. well who made her captain?! still, the weakest must go."

wilderness.

the crash spiraled annie into a worse state of mind, the sense of uselessness grew even stronger as they were all stranded for much longer than they were anticipated to be. everyone had a purpose. misty was their medic, nat was their hunter (which annie couldn't even help alongside with, due to her shaking when the rifle was in her hands), and she was as useless as a mouse. her journal became filled with desperate pleas to be saved — to be given worth.

eating jackie's remains only caused her brain to deteriorate even more. she started hearing things she swore she never heard before, whispers in her head calling out to her like a siren. telling her she was next, how they were all waiting for her to fuck up so they could eat her too. with her anxiety at an all time high combined with the mass hysteria, it caused her to essentially go mute like only speaking when it was really necessary or if someone was talking to her.

that is until the first hunt.

watching natalie pull that queen card strikes something deep withing her. she regained her voice to speak up against how dumb it was, how she wouldn't dare let them take natalie as a sacrifice — begged them to take her instead.

it sparked a large argument, ending up in the girls deciding to take annie instead. but of course, not on nat's watch. she caused a distraction allowing annie to run. due to her size (and unathleticism), she was eventually caught.

annie james campbell died febuary 1997 at the hands of misty quigely. she was ate by the group promptly after.

oh boy..... first oc,,,.... dont kill me

annie's been in my imagination for such a long time now and i didnt really know where to write a thing for her until i was like, oh wait tumblr exists! so here i am

bare with me cause im still finishing up the series and its my first time actually publishing something this big in a reeeeally long time (almost like 4 or 5 years now?) so apologies if things seem weird sounding 😭

i plan to do a lot more with her!!! soon ill end up revamping this when i know more, but next post will most likely be about her and natalie's relationship dynamic and after that ill probably explore shipping her with other characters and maybe even an au where she actually survives :3 stay tuuuneeedddddddd