Jellyyfishdreamer

Sorry (sort of maybe) for the upcoming thanator spam. The petrified forest thanators don't really spawn for me since my first play through of the DLC so I had to take photos when I could xD

. . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [ yandere rock band ] ˎˊ˗

a yandere rock band who share a darling 💕

this one was the highest voted on my most recent poll, by like. a lot lmao. so i'm glad you guys were excited about it!! and woohoo these guys have names unlike a lot of my characters lmao

im a little nervous about this one because it has more... story? i guess? so i hope you guys still like it even though darling/reader sort of has a canon job 😅 anyway. its sfw this time.

gn musician!reader x 3 male yanderes 💕

tws: general yandere behavior,

minors dni 🎀 18+ only

💌 the newly famous rock band DOWNDRAFT had a bit of a reputation for being a little... crazy. there were good stories, bad stories, and generally unbelievable stories about every single person in the band. some people loved them, but the majority thought they were assholes.

💌 the band originally was made up of four members, including levi the frontman, finn the guitarist, shane the drummer, and the bassist. however, pretty much the minute they made it big, their bassist flaked and left the band– and they desperately needed a new one.

💌 thats where you entered their lives. at first, you were just another bassist in the lineup of auditions, most of whom the other three were becoming quickly and increasingly bored with.

💌 but you were skilled, and you had an attitude that no one else had. it was just a quality about you that none of them could name, but all three could agree on.

💌 it started when you stopped shane from interrupting you during the questions, looking him square in the eyes and saying 'i wasn't finished' before simply continuing on speaking. you may as well have shot him with cupid's arrow right then and there; he was almost instantly obsessed. he'd be thinking about that long after you left the audition. and levi and finn are absolutely enthralled by it; shane is a huge loudmouth and usually no one talks like that to him! they find it hilarious.

💌 their label tries to get them to have a bit more discussion, but their auditions don't last much longer after you leave. they are adamant that you join the band as their new bassist. they don't want to even consider anyone else; they want you.

💌 their manager is very delicate with you and lets you know personally that they can be a handful and they wouldn't blame you if you chose not to join up and sign with them. but of course, you take your chances~

💌 almost immediately, their favorite pass time ever will be annoying and teasing you, especially finn and levi who haven't quite had their 'moment' with you yet. but those moments come quickly, especially because they jam a few extra rehearsals and practices in to make sure you've got a hang of things. (and because shane never stops talking about you when you aren't around, his affection and obsession slowly rubbing off on them).

💌 weird nicknames, tiny harmless pranks, talking to you nonstop, being clingy and flirty, etc.

💌 shane is eternally jealous that you practice with finn so often and generally get to stand so close to him when practicing or recording. is he pouting? yes. does he occasionally start banging on the drums in the middle of finn talking or playing as a petty form of revenge? also yes.

💌 finn falls second, after hearing shane talk about you nonstop. it only takes about a week after you officially join the band. finn talks about as much as shane does, but he's wittier, more prone to sarcasm. and the first time he really makes you laugh, like a full watery eyed, clutching your stomach laugh? he's done for. head over heels into the pit of obsession. you leave the room after to get some water and he's sitting awestruck on the couch in the studio, and shane just claps his hand on his shoulder.

💌 for levi, the obsession with you creeps up slowly. he doesn't really realize it's happening, it just happens. but suddenly, just like finn and shane, he can't stop thinking about you. he wants to be at practice all the time, he thinks about you all the time, he finds himself scrolling your social media pages in the middle of the night when he can't sleep... because he's too busy thinking about you.

💌 they quickly start to become territorial of you, like you're a prized possession the three of them are allowed to share, but not anyone else. they're no strangers to 'sharing,' when it comes to partners, so they don't feel at odds with each other; if anything, their shared possessiveness is almost like an unspoken code.

💌 honestly the yandere behavior in general sort of creeps up on them before they even realize anything that they're doing is strange. but once they do, it's a mutual agreement that they don't care. you're too perfect to let go, and they want so much more of you than just your instrument skills.

💌 they regularly stalk and monitor your socials, and at least one of them is constantly texting you if you're not around them. you won't notice it (they make very sure of that) but they'll scare off pretty much anyone else that tries to pull you away from them or talk to you, even executives and other musicians. its the worst at parties and events; they hover around you all night, stealing all of your attention.

💌 they tend to have their hands on you often in situations like this, subtly staking their claim. a hand on your waist or an arm around your shoulder when someone's talking to you, maintaining eye contact with them.

💌 heaven help anyone in the scene who tries to give you shit, talk down to you, or creep on you. the second one of them sees it, or even hears about if afterwards? it's not the first fight any of them will have gotten into, and they doubt it will be the last. they make very, very sure that whoever was fucking with you knows how badly they fucked up. you belong to them.

💌 they already have generally aggressive personality types, so they get downright cruel when it comes to defending you, and its already unfair with the three of them! they'll fuck around and send someone to the hospital for sure, and who cares about an assault charge or two anyway?

💌 before they know it, they're coming up with dumb shit & more excuses to keep you with them more often. it's less effort than following you around all the time! wanna help shane dye his hair? come over and eat dinner? help shane write lyrics? watch a new tv show? participate in a nerf gun war that finn definitely started? please say yes

💌 their ideal is having you over so late that you have to crash on the couch. or one of their beds! really, they insist!

💌 they have their own affectionate little nicknames for you. levi likes to call you sweet thing or pretty baby (if that's your thing), finn usually goes for sweetheart or shortstack depending on his mood, and shane likes to come up with either the generally most ridiculous things he can think of, or the most obnoxious pet-names ever. sugar is a good stand by for him, though.

💌 soon enough, you have a reputation for being the only one the boys listen to in pretty much any capacity. you are their weak-spot, the only one who can get them to behave. and they do listen to you! they're in so deep so quickly, they'll listen to anything you say for even a chance at a little bit more affection from you.

💌 and all of this before you even go on your first tour. it only gets crazier from here, darling!

xoxo mazzy @ darling--core 🎀

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Huzzah!

{Words by José Olivarez from Citizen Illegal /@fatimaamerbilal , from even flesh eaters don't want me.}

{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz from diagnosis,The glimmering room}

omg ☹️ I just had a thought so since miguel doesn’t see ai reader romantically, at least right now, what if there was this spider person (other than lego spider-man) who suddenly began popping up in miguel’ office more often and noticed that miguel seemed to not hate them being there. as this spider person shows up more often, ai reader gets significantly more and more bummed out because they think miguel likes said spider person romantically and does like a percentage check and gets upset when it’s above 1% lmao 😭

cws for gn reader/ai reader.

-

Cindy Moon, better known by her alias Silk, was the other woman—or, that’s what the internet told you when you had detailed your ‘problem’ on an online forum geared towards helping the romantically disadvantaged, leaving out the fact that you were an android and technically weren’t supposed to be able to experience these feelings for someone in the first place.

You hadn’t even known your feelings for Miguel had turned romantic until you had begun to wonder why you would suddenly grow displeased whenever he interacted with Cindy. You had originally assumed it was because his attention wasn’t on you, and you really liked when Miguel’s attention was on you, but after an internet query, you had discovered the concept of significant others, love, romance, affection.

You read countless people’s experiences with love, from happy tales that ended with lovers ending up in a quaint little house on a hill, to sad tales that ended in betrayal or heartbreak. You must have processed hundreds of thousands of words on the topic, and you felt as though you had a decent understanding of it, and in turn, a decent understanding of the foreign feelings brewing inside you.

Jealousy was the biggest one.

You were jealous of Cindy Moon, or more specifically, you were jealous of the way Miguel smiled when he spoke with her, not a hint of his usual negative attitude in his face. He looked carefree, light; shoulders lowered, fangs retracted, brown eyes bright, posture relaxed. He responded to her in low, soothing tones, nothing like the sharp quips he’d direct your way whenever he’d called you a ‘little nuisance’.

You began to wonder if perhaps Miguel felt the same way about Cindy, that you felt about him. The thought displeased you like no other, and you had a hard time focusing on doing the tasks that he asked you to do, but you didn’t like when Miguel looked at you with furrowed brows and heaved a sigh of…disappointment, so you ignored those feelings and did your work to the best of your ability.

The more you ignored your feelings, the stronger they became, and you had finally decided to do a few more queries.

~

“Love compatibility…” You tilt your head as you look up at one of Miguel’s many monitors. It’s late into the night, and the man has long since gone to sleep, leaving you to your own devices. He used to power you down, but after enough of your complaining about being shut off like a video game all the time, he had decided to let you stay on under the promise that you’d stay out of his stuff.

Your eyes take in the words on the screen. There’s two pink boxes surrounded by hearts, one box says ‘YOUR NAME’ and the other says ‘THEIR NAME’. You hum as you slowly pace in front of his keyboard. If you were understanding correctly, all you had to do was place your name into the box along with Miguel’s and then the machine would tell you how compatible the two of you were.

What a neat little thing!

You direct the cursor to the box on the right before climbing onto the keyboard, carefully punching in his name before you direct the cursor to other box. You’re suddenly hit with an idea, and you frown before slowly typing in Cindy Moon.

“Okay. Let’s do this.” You hit enter, and a feeling that perfectly matches up with the definition of anxiety rushes through you. A large heart (which is not anatomically correct, you notice) suddenly appears between the two names, a percentage just above it. Pink pixels slowly begin to fill the heart, and the 0 above it begins to rise.

Your anxiety grows as you watch the number go up, and up, and up, before it finally settles on a 57. You deflate, head hanging between your shoulders and boots scuffing at the metal table underneath you.

57 wasn’t a great score, but it was entirely too high for your liking! You had wanted it to go no higher than 0, and had been prepared to smile and cheer as you jumped around for joy, pacified in knowing that the two would never work out.

Less eager than when you had first started, you scroll the cursor over to the box containing Cindy’s name and delete it, briefly wishing it was this easy to delete her spot in Miguel’s life.

You glance down to the engraving on the inside of your wrist. ANDROID 007. You type it into the box, and the process repeats as you anxiously watch the screen, fingers tapping against your thigh as you wa—“What!?”

0% Even if these two were to defy the odds and become a couple, they are surely doomed to fail.

The words glare at you from the monitor, and you kick at the keyboard, angry huffs leaving you each time your foot hits a key.

What a stupid program! As if some sloppy coding could possibly predict—wait. ANDROID 007…was that really a name?

You stop your violent outburst and tap your finger against your chin. You weren’t given a name like how humans were. You hadn’t been born, but rather created, and the scientist that made you hadn’t been interested in being friendly with her creations. The label had been slapped onto your wrist just as your uniform had been slapped onto your body.

Androids didn’t usually have names, rather being called and identified by their number. Miguel chose to call you unfavorable nicknames, such as ‘pest’, ‘little nuisance’, or even ‘thorn’, derived from the saying of being the thorn in someone’s side. You didn’t dislike them, but you couldn’t really say those were your names, either.

Maybe I should just pick one myself, you think, and that leads you down a path of searching up name lists and trying out each and every one. You test them on your tongue, immediately giving some the boot while placing others into your ‘maybe’ pile.

The sun is just beginning to rise, and you’ve yet to find a name. You had grown more and more dejected as the hours passed, figuring you’d be doomed your zero percent for forever, but then you’re clicking onto a link that you hadn’t opened yet, and then you see it — the perfect name.

It resonates with you, and when you speak it, the word flowing effortlessly off your tongue, you smile and quickly head back to the compatibility tab, not wasting a second as you enter in your chosen name.

A few seconds go by, the number stagnant and the heart empty, when suddenly it fills up all at once, the number rising so quickly that it becomes a blur, and then a flurry of hearts are feeling the screen.

100% A match made in Heaven! Congratulations to the lovebirds! Send us a wedding invitation, will you?

-

Miguel enters his office to see you standing on his desk, hands clasped together in front of you as you regard him with a smile. He quirks a brow at your expression.

“Batteries got a full charge this morning or something?” He had been met with a sulk and pout every morning for the last week, and had been fully expecting the same thing today.

“I don’t operate on batteries, Miguel, we’ve been over this.” You walk to the end of the desk as he nears it, and he lowers himself into his seat, hand rubbing down his face as he relaxes into it. “You look more tired than usual. Are you not sleeping well? I can put in an order for stronger sleeping aids.”

“The pills I’ve got work just fine.” He yawns. The pills do work fine, on normal nights, nights where he doesn’t stay up late staring at his ceiling, thinking back on all his actions as he tries to figure which one upset you tot he point that you barely spoke to him, only moping about and casting him sad looks when you thought he wasn’t paying attention.

His gaze slides over to you, and he blinks when he sees that you’ve zoned out, smile plastered on your face as you let out soft sighs. “Hey,” he calls, but you ignore him. He snaps his fingers beside you, “hey, nuisance.” You flinch, slightly stumbling to the side, and he steadies you with his hand. You shoot him a glare, but then a smile is quickly replacing it. He blinks again.

“Actually,” you lay your hands on the back of his, “I’d prefer it if you called me a different name, Miguel.”

“A different name?”

“Yes, I picked one out for myself last night.”

“Hm,” he slowly nods, “guess everyone needs a name, don’t they? Alright. What’d you pick out?” You give it to him, and he tests it on his tongue, letting out a soft chuckle afterwards.

“You don’t like it?”

“No, I do. It suits you.” Your smile widens even more, and Miguel holds his hand out to you, finding the size difference comical when you place your own against his in an attempt of a handshake. “Nice to officially meet you.”

“You as well, Miguel.”

bitches hate me for my earnest whimsy and my pathological degree of avoidant behavior

I'm deeply in love with you I fear 😞

These two have my heart tbh:

Ronal and Tonowari 

Ronal

I’m obsessed with Ronal’s piece. It’s so full of color and it just screams tropical ocean vibes. For the centerpiece I was inspired by Ronal’s headpiece she wears as Tsahik in Avatar the Way of Water. It’s not the same, but the general idea (tapered v shape leading to a large shell centerpiece) is applied! 

As someone who grew up right next to the ocean, this necklace makes my heart happy <3

Tonowari 

Ugh I love Tonowari so much (moans). I incorporated blues and greens like Ronal’s necklace, but I wanted Tonowari’s to be darker and more structured. While Ronal’s is woven and the beads are placed in no particular order, I thought Tonowari’s piece needed something more planned out. His chest piece in the movie has a lot of dark browns and is very intentionally made, so I wanted to bring that same style to his necklace.  

The rest of the necklaces will be bonus pieces inspired by the movie! 

**also if y’all are interested in me adding Au’nong to this collection, please let me know so I can add him before I finish posting the series!**

Avatar Jewelry Masterlist

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