#moth and i made a thing

[justaduckarts]

BONES THIS SERIOUSLY CAME OUT SO BEAUTIFUL UGH I'M OBSESSED!

I had sm fun working on this AU with you! All the ideas! All the ways to incorporate the different movies and universes!

That being said, your drawing and all our chatting has my mind going wild <3 So I'll stop babbling and give you the drabble now!

Smoke poured out of the crooked chimney. Massive, spider-like legs stuck out from beneath the castle. The legs carried the unusual castle across the fields, past little villages and ever onward.

Sun's castle would run all day. Every day. Moving with urgency as the radiant magician searched tirelessly for his beloved. For you.

Where had Moon hidden you away?

The radiant magician paced about the castle balcony as he contemplated where to check next. He had already covered so much ground with no luck. And Sun's powers were not as strong at night. He would have a harder time searching when the star he was named for disappeared from the sky.

Where could Moon have gone?

The two had not spoken in many years. They were brothers divided, with no desire to reunite.

What Sun didn't know was just how divided.

For Moon had grown tired not only of his brother but of the mortals on the whole. He'd grown to loathe the sun in the sky and the short lives of those around him.

And so he'd stolen away into the spirit realm. To surround himself with things as ageless and wonderfully strange as himself.

Now, though.

Now he was in the company of a single mortal.

"The dragon did well to bring you to me." Nimble blue fingers rolled a gold coin between them. Another hand held aloft of a pipe.

Cold red eyes glared down at you.

"I can see why my brother would be so inclined towards you." Moon turned, blowing smoke. The room was heavy with the smell of incense.

You'd thought Sun's room was fancy. It paled in comparison to Moon's office. The golden abacus, the peacock quills. Richly colored, handwoven rug. Large mahogany desk.

Rising from his chair, Moon drummed his fingers along the top of the desk.

"Won't you give me your name?" Moon quirked a brow. "It's bad manners not to introduce oneself."

You shifted.

"Introduce myself, certainly. However, my name is mine and I don't plan to give it away." You watched closely as Moon stalked around the desk. The tunic he wore seemed to be spun from the stars themselves.

"Aren't you clever?" His voice was deep and cool. Like the rumble of thunder.

You said nothing. Moon huffed, puffing on his pipe once more.

"That's fine. I don't need your name." He shrugged. "You're here, that's what matters."

"Why did you bring me here?" You frowned.

"Hmm..." Moon blew a ring of smoke at you. His lips curled up into a wicked grin, sharp teeth glinting in the lamp light.

"Because it will make Sun miserable." He tapped the tip of your nose. "And that will make me happy." Moon turned, looking over his desk.

"The question now is what to do with you..." he sank into his chair. "A human in the bathhouse might cause trouble. Or get eaten..."

Moon examined you for a moment.

"But you seem familiar with spirits."

"I grew up near an old forest." You clenched your fists. This fellow put you way on edge. You were trying to keep yourself focused. All you needed to do was stay cool until you found an exit. Then you would be with Sun again. Things would be fine.

"Old forest, hm? Oh yes. Old places like that do house spirits." He nodded. Moon picked up a scroll and unfurled it.

"I know. You can fly a broom, can't you?" He looked at you. You felt your throat tighten.

"...How did you-

"I have sources. I'll take that as a yes?" He tilted his head at you.

"...Yes."

"Wonderful. We'll have you run deliveries. You'll stay busy." Moon flicked his wrist and the scroll vanished in a flourish.

"You can't just make me-

"I certainly can. You are in my house now. And if you want to stay alive, you will do what is asked of you." He folded his hands on the desk.

"Are we clear?"

You shifted. What a cold, horrible creature.

"...Fine." You just needed to tolerate it until you could sort an escape plan.

Moon's grin returned.

"Lovely. Well then, little spot. Welcome to the family." Moon gestured, and the door opened. You were greeted by the strange grinning boy from earlier.

But now you knew better than to trust Lunar. You knew the frightening beast he could become.

"Lunar. Show our new helper to the delivery room. Keep them out of my sight." Moon shooed the two of you away. Lunar nodded eagerly, turning to you.

"Alrighty, delivery! That means we'll get to work together!" His eyes sparkled. You felt your dread mounting.

Still, you turned and followed him out of the office.

Moon sat back, grin stretching.

Things were finally getting interesting around here. Who knew how long it'd take Sun to find them?

By then, though, Moon was sure he'd have convinced you to leave Sun behind.

a ghibli au i am cooking up with @justaduckarts.

[reformedmoth]

Dog Day Afternoon (1975) dir. Sidney Lumet

[enigmatic-enigmas]

[orie-jai]

Alright all. Someone posted something a while ago about putting more niche jobs in fanfics. I'm still working on it, but I wanna see if there's any interest. I've seen so many teacher Steve fics, but mostly for middle or high school. So, picture this:

Steddie modern au

Rockstar!Eddie who steps away from his rocker life

Pre-K Teacher!Steve

Eddie takes custody of his little half sister after her mom dies and enrolls her at the school Steve teaches at

Eddie's sister is a weird kid, but it's not a bad thing cuz weird kids make cool adults

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

It's the 6 month anniversary of this blog! Check out these cool bugs I found.

(EDIT: Check out this amazing fanart by thecornermushroom!)

Part 2 - Part 3

[xx-sketchy-xx]

Me and the bros

[cryptidm0ths]

bees go to a cat cafe for himeru's birthday :]

[ahollowgrave]

-- o, this sweet love!! o, this divine grief.

[moth-flowers]

moth-flowers #17

[spicylove4ever]

At Makkaro's castle while Darling accidentally went for the Guardian's searching quest:

Mahan: but master, don't you think it can be possible that plaything of yours has just... run away? Just saying, after all, for what I heard, that one was acting up. Makkaro: are you trying to throw stones to my marriage? Frank: screw him, Mak. The only reason your spouse is "acting up" is because this insane working shift you have lately that keeps you two appart. You two just need to bone. Mahan: (scared noise) Makkaro: ...what did you say? Mahan: (whispers at Frank) don't say it again. Frank: I said you two need to bone. Mahan: (prepares himself with fear) Makkaro: how... dare you, Frank. I. Am. Your. SUPERIROR COMMANDER!! (5 minutes later) Makkaro: (outraged) BONE! (10 minutes later) Makkaro: what happens in my bedroom is NONE of your business! (21 minutes later) Makkaro: (demonic voice with rage) BOOOOOOOOOONE?!?! (40 minutes later) Makkaro: (still demonic voice, but lower, menacing) don't EVER speak to me like that again. Mahan: (slides back down from the column he climbed to in fear with some tears of terror in his eyes) why did you do that? Frank: dude is pent up. Now he knows. Problem solved.

[violent138]

[ghoul--doodle]

What inspires/references do you use for your original designs? I'm always impressed with how unique each one looks!!

AUGHSSJD that’s really sweet of you to say thank you! But I unfortunately don’t really have any sort of process for my designs they sorta just

Appear???

Like genuinely I just

A guy pops into my brain and I have to draw them

I’m basically just coping directly what I can see in my mind’s eye- and I have no idea how my brain spawns these ideas they Just Happen

I get such a vivid picture sometimes that I don’t know what’s caused it or what’s inspired it I JUST have to draw the new cool dude who rotates in my brain

[newtsinboots]

Moonbeam moth shadowbox~

(Something I'm doing now!)

[optigami]

guys walk with me

[the-moon-pal]

You mentioned Gus is a bit of a lonely guy- how come? Does he have any close relationships? How's it going for him regarding family, friends, love? Holds him gently I hope his feelings of solitude untangle into well-earned warmth ♥

Well Gus by all he knows it's the only one of his moth species, as well as he grew up v much dealing with the fact that he wasn't human and was seen as a monster/cryptid [he does recognize his title being the "mothman" as his last name]

While Gus does end up able to talk and very much learned how to be a "person" per say- he kinda had to push himself to understand it! And to get what human customs were! which i imagine having to just try and copy it from people who are legit afraid of you its gotta be a bit hard to work with HJDFHJHD but he was never the giving up type

He only got really close to people at the age of 16 and finally gets the chance to interact with em much Much closer, eventually getting a best friend and a few more access to a few things (I don't have much specifics on this part of his life but! He does have a best friend called Jackie!)

When he finally meets more creatures n monsters like him it (possibly this being Scott n Don) happens once he's in his 20's but by then he already worked a few stuff out!

[cordycepsbian]

theyre having Cave Dinner