#moth mention

[0luna123]

I wrote a Heaven' Design Team one-shot and I want y'all to read it.

It does contain a graphic way of falling to death though, so pls don't read it if you're sensitive to it

Freefall

It happened too fast... The interference messed with the sensors.

“The poisonous ones will cry out and attract the bat! The non-poisonous one will copy the cry of the poisonous ones and confuse the enemy!”- The shut-in yelled.

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Wait wait wait…

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Which moth was the poisonous one? Is the larger one actually smaller? There’s screaming. Wait… was that one safe? There’s too many... or was it a single big one? Why’s there screaming? Why's the world spinning? Who’s screaming? Wha-

 “All right, that's it! Forget about echolocation! We’ll just catch them with our eyes!”- The designer snapped back, popping out of the bat-shaped machine.

Regret.

Swarms of moths blurred their vision, comet moths, poodle moths, the small white ones, the poisonous ones. All grouped together, and headed for them. The compound eyes, the legs, the wings. All approaching fast like a deadline of an unreasonable client.

A shriek was enough for the bat to lose control, and Venus was sent falling. Ironic, the creator of birds, unable to spread her wings. 

As the cold wind cut through her face, her eyes grew closer to the depths. 

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Was I supposed to breathe?

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There’s no way I'm surviving this, huh?

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I guess I’ll just bounce back like Jupiter.

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I guess some bats will have to rely on fruit.

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I can’t bre-

A horrid splat shattered the silence as a mass of flesh and broken bones hit the surface. A fresh pool of red intermixed with the dark blue, coloring it a morbid purple. 

Lifeless violet eyes stared away as the corpse slowly sank into the cold embrace of the ocean.

She never bounced back.

[cacophis]

guys PLEASE make sure you properly tag stuff for possibly triggering imagery. for example i saw a huge moth photo, and like, it was a cool moth, but i'm dead terrified of bugs and if i were to see it during a worse time (for example, a night when lots of bugs come out in my home) i'd have been sick to my stomach. so please tag yo shit

[deadmothsketches]

More priest Karamatsu nonsense.

Also references to Constantine lol Asked mutuals for poses and I got some gold lol More coming!

[mothbvckett]

⭐️ // Therapy!

INSPIRED BY THIS

YEUCC SAW AND LIKED MY POST IH KY GOSH OH KYMGOSH OH YKODH

[onenicebugperday]

@billionneuronscurious​ submitted: A Caterpillar of Mangina argus with Parasitoid’s eggs.

Location: Maharashtra, India.

Beautiful friend! Shame that it likely isn’t going to make it to adulthood after being parasitized. So it goes.

Here’s an adult of the same species for admiration:

Photo by devinth09

[mothmothm0th]

'Is The Wizard of Oz Empty Spaces' – the greatest post in the history of ES, deleted by a Tumblr mod after 12,239,897 notes of heated awawa,

[wisteriawater]

I was thinking about this post by @fading-moth

And I had a thought-

Delgal wore a lot of green yeah? Maybe thistle could start wearing green to keep him close instead of wearing one of his articles (due to op's mention about how they wear very different sizes)

I painted into an old sketch to see how that would work

Sleepy Thistle. I think he looks pretty good in green!

[mothfables]

It happened in a crash of thunder.

They were making their way along one of the roads in an unclaimed Hyrule when the storm hit. It had been looming all day, making itself known in tight scars and aching joints.

They had just come upon a rocky cliff when it happened. Thunder boomed out of nowhere, making everyone jump. The rain came a moment later, bringing with it a chill that had some of them gasping.

“Let’s find shelter!” Warriors called. There were enthusiastic sounds of agreement.

Twilight pulled the hood of his pelt over his head only to pause. Something felt off. He did a quick headcount. All of the usual troublemakers - Wild, Hyrule, and Wind - were ahead, eagerly searching for some place to take shelter from the rain. The rest were trudging along as well as they could.

Everything seemed fine. He continued walking.

…Wait. Someone was missing.

The rancher stopped in his tracks, counting again. Wind, Wild, Hyrule- that was three. Time and Wars in their armor, glancing worriedly up at the clouds, five. Sky holding his sailcloth over an unhappy Four. Seven. He made eight.

…Where was the Vet?

Twilight glanced around, trying to spot his missing brother. He turned around and-

Oh.

Legend stood frozen in the middle of the road, hands clasped over his ears and eyes shut tight. Thunder boomed again and Twilight watched as he flinched, curling into himself with a barely-audible whimper.

Oh no.

It was no secret among them that Legend hated storms. Twilight hurried back towards his brother, calling out to try and get his attention.

There was no reaction. Legend remained frozen.

“Lege, hey, lookit me.” Twilight knelt down before him, noting with mounting worry how pale he was, just how tightly he curled into himself. Thunder rolled again and Legend flinched hard with a choked sound.

Twilight frowned. Calling his brother’s name again produced no result; Legend stayed unresponsive. A fourth bout of thunder had him shuddering and Twilight biting his lip.

He wasn’t sure what to do. He hesitated to touch him, but calling his name wasn’t working. Legend hated being touched without warning, but Twilight didn’t see any other way to get him out of the rain. With a sigh, he shrugged his pelt off and draped it over the smaller boy, making sure the hood was securely over his head before scooping him up and hurrying back to the rest of their brothers.

The Captain was the first to notice as he approached, his brow furrowing at the shaking form held close in protective arms. He sent Twilight a concerned look which only deepened when Legend let out a small, scared noise.

“We needta git ‘im outta the rain,” Twilight said. Wars nodded and was about to reply when he was interrupted by a shout.

“We found a cave! It looks like there’s enough room fer all of us!”

Wind waved at them from a large opening in the cliffside. The heroes still on the road hurried over, grateful for the chance to get out of the storm.

Inside the cave was thankfully dry and large enough for them to spread out and have their own space. The roof was even high enough they could have a fire without having to worry about the smoke.

Twilight moved to the back of the cave, as far from the entrance as he could. The sound of rain was quieter there, and he felt Legend’s trembling lessen a tiny bit.

“Shh, shh. I gotcha,” he murmured. “Let’s getcha outta those wet clothes, yeah?”

Legend whimpered and clung weakly to him as Twilight tried to gently wrangle him out of his wet things. Warriors came over after changing out of his own soaked clothes to help. Together they managed to get Legend out of his wet clothes and into something soft and dry.

The younger boy didn’t resist, only pressing closer as thunder echoed through the cave. Twilight and Wars shared a look over his head.

“Reckon he’s small, if he’s actin’ like this,” the rancher muttered lowly.

Wars sighed. “Yes, I think that might be the case. Do you think it was the storm?”

“I dunno what else it could been. ‘e was fine earlier, just grouchy cause his scars were actin’ up.”

Wars nodded before crouching down to be level with Legend and speaking softly. “Hey, bud. Are you feeling small right now?”

A muffled whine was his answer and he exchanged another glance with Twilight.

“Do you want me to hold you while Twilight gets changed? You can go right back when he’s done if you want.”

Legend didn’t respond, instead pressing even closer to Twilight as his right hand drifted towards his mouth. Warriors was quick to catch it, rubbing gentle circles into his palm in apology when Legend made an unhappy noise.

“I know, bud, I know. But Twi’s gotta get out of his wet clothes too. Come here.” He gathered Legend into his arms before shuffling around to sit against the wall with him in his lap.

He held his little brother, still rubbing circles into his hands, as he watched the rest of them work to make themselves comfortable to wait out the storm. Wild had managed to get a fire going and was in the process of preparing dinner. Four was furiously toweling himself dry while Wind went around gathering everyone’s bedding, most likely with the intention to make a nest for them all to cuddle in later.

Things had just gotten to a point where they were calm and relaxed when the weather took a turn for the worse.

Lightning flashed, painting the world a blinding white, followed by the loudest clap of thunder yet.

Legend jolted from his place against Warriors’ chest with a cry. Wars managed to catch him before he fell, wrapping his arms around him securely. Legend let him, staring into nothing for a long moment before he burst into tears.

He wailed, shoving his face into Wars’ chest to hide from the storm raging outside. His brother held him close, covering long ears and rocking side to side in an effort to calm him. Soft humming filled the air, a welcome distraction from the dull roar of rain outside their shelter.

It took time but eventually Legend’s tears slowed. Wars ran a soothing hand through his hair as he hiccuped, letting go of the tight grip he had on the older hero’s shirt to rub at red eyes. The captain gently wiped the tears from pale cheeks before pressing a kiss to his brow.

Wet violet eyes peeked up at him from behind damp hair. Wars smiled and tucked a lock behind one of those long ears. Legend sniffled and moved to nuzzle against his neck. He let him, used to the other boy’s way of seeking comfort.

“You feeling a little better, honeybun?”

A small nod against his collarbone. Wars leaned his head against Legend’s, earning a sigh.

“I bet yer tired, huh, kit?” Twilight murmured, laying a hand against Legend’s back. “Let’s git ourselves t’bed, yeah? Wind’s got a nice comfy nest built fer all’a us.”

There was a beat, then a tiny “…okay.”

“That’s th’ spirit. Awright, let’s go!” Twilight helped Wars make sure he had Legend in a secure grip before standing. Then they made their way over to where the Chain was waiting in the aforementioned nest. Wild was the only one missing, still working on dinner.

Wars settled down near the middle, Legend curled in his lap. Sky crawled over with a blanket and tucked him in with a smile. Then he took Legend’s face in his hands and pressed several kisses to his cheeks with exaggerated ‘muah!’ sounds. Legend gave a wet giggle at the affection.

Sky beamed. “There’s my little bird! Are you feeling better, baby?”

Legend nodded before his face scrunched and he yawned, nose quivering. He laid his head on Wars’ shoulder again with a content sigh.

“You can go to sleep if you want, honeybun. It’s alright.” The rain had died down a fair bit, a quiet patter on the cliff outside. Wild finished dinner and came over, plates in hand, and smiled when he saw Legend cuddled up to the captain.

“I’ll save his for later,” he whispered.

“Thanks, champion. I know he’ll appreciate it.”

Warriors began running a hand through Legend’s hair, feeling the boy in his lap relax at the soothing motions. He leaned more and more heavily into the captain, one hand grasping loosely at Wars’ shirt while the other rested under his chin. A moment later tiny squeaking snores sounded.

Sky cooed. The other heroes exchanged adoring smiles at the sight.

“Alright, that’s bedtime for us, I think,” Wars whispered. “Sleep well, everyone. See you all tomorrow.”

With that, he carefully moved to lay down, Legend still wrapped in his arms and snoring quietly. He felt more than saw someone lay a blanket over him, his own eyes already drifting shut from the assurance of safety and family.

“Goodnight, captain,” was the last thing he heard before he let sleep embrace him.

[14dayswithyou]

the 14dwy brainrot is REAL i am here to ask more about my spouse for my stalker doc about them :3c

can i ask what sort of interest moth has with bugs? is it like aesthetics wise, an informational interest like studying them or just a "hehe bugs are neat :3" sorta thing?

While I know the name "Moth" was something they've went by since their childhood, i did notice that on certain answers with Moth, bugs are mentioned/seen positively by them (like one mentioning that their pokemon team would consist of various bug types, moth being happy if angel was a bug enthusiast, im assuming they dont fear them either based on how close their heart is to the "squashes bug w/ shoe" choice of the "understand my ship" meme, and also just the nickname "Lovebug" too dkdjsjsjs) This is also just me wondering if im overanalyzing.....

i will say i may have to consider divorce if moth will collect bugs, i will cry if one's near me </3 /j/lh i hope i linked those posts right.... i am nawt doublechecking

✦゜ANSWERED: It's been one of their special interests since they were young!

Because Moth would always play in their family garden/backyard as a child, they would often return home with worn holes in their clothes. Their parents affectionately called them "Moth" because of this, and it eventually stuck (and kickstarted their interest in bugs)!!

I also don't think Moth would collect living bugs just because it'd be difficult (and dangerous) to maintain with all their younger siblings around, but I'm sure they would've enjoyed those butterfly terrariums as a kid! So if you didn't want them keeping any insects inside the house (or coming anywhere near you), then it's safe to assume that they won't bring any home lmao

[valfeathers]

girl boss + her serial killer

[blondeaxolotl]

Milf drop part 2 and we're hitting it with another demon mom, say hi to Miss Annafellows (Hannah's mother).

Bonus doodle:

[dovalore]

the radiance's fluffy defence

[little-pup-pip]

haiii ! im requesting a gender neutral board for rosy maple moths ! any paci welcome, with a age range of 3-5 !

- @wittllle-bee

Here you go!!

[mothbvckett]

⭐️ // I forgot to post here SORRRYYYY heres a LOT OF DOODLES

TW: VOMIT / ADDICTION

Have you guys noticed i basically only draw Wallter?? I have...

(Im trying to draw Wallter 50+ times on whiteboards at my school wish me luck)

To clarify this last one is a joke its meant to be cringey btw does anyone still like bugbo hmu if yes

[marmosetpaw]

[torchflies]

Jake kicks his crutches pointedly, still not opening his eyes. “So because I'm a foster kid, I'm a thief? I don't just scream Little Orphan Annie to you?” He blows a wet raspberry. Once again, the man doesn't rise to the occasion. “Your Dad is the best pilot I know, I just figured you'd be like him.”   (In which, College Ice did not keep it in his pants and Jake tells a story about moths… one that isn't actually about moths).