#mothman type shit

[glassartpeasants]

Decided to draw my persona cause i was bored at work

#i am moth #glass's art #digital art #mothman type shit

[haunted-house-heart]

yknow one thing about me is that i've never been told i'm difficult to buy gifts for

#like i have a lot of very easily findable interests #a Lot of media based interests you can buy merch for #a good handfull of hobbies you can get supplies for #and other things like cats moths mothman lemons anything pride related #and all my fuckin collections i'm a magpie buy me a jar of buttons from the dollar tree and i owe you a life debt #and like even just a gift card for hot topic or barnes and noble and youre set #the rest of my family is so hard to shop for like my mom isnt super invested in any one type of thing #and my sis bounces around between hobbies so fast like one day she collects crystals the next she wants nothing to do with them #(we all have wildly different forms of adhd) #but i am Such a material person i Love random shit and i'm so easily amused too like bring me a piece of metal you found on the ground and #im happy with that yknow? #anyway i'm rambling #kai i AM going to bed just had one last thought while the meds kick in #i was actually checking my alarm but got distracted #emery.exe #ok goodnight

[spookberry]

Shadow High series 3 my new beloved

I didnt even like most of em until i saw them in person, but the knowledge that they'll probably never be in the show has my brain in a "well its free realestate" kinda mood

Random list of information cuz ive been plotting out friend dynamics and background lore

-i like to pretend Rainbow High/Shadow High are actually Rainbow University/Shadow University cuz im in art college Right Now and i think it makes more sense with the whole dorm room situation. And also major makes more sense than focus IMO

-I changed Pinkie's major from film to just undeclared. I think she eventually does land on Film. She just has a lot of interests! Her dream has always been to one day direct films, and I think she comes to love them even more while developing ideas her with the group as she winds up in a Director/Producer position for most of them. BUT also every time she takes a class in a different program she cant help but fall in love with that way of making art too. So she has a hard time picking for a while and changed her major a couple times before landing on Film.

-Pinkie and Berrie bond a lot over a shared interest in vocal synths (tho Berrie knows more about them than her).

-The two made Pinkie's vtuber model together!

-the fandom wiki says PJ is from germany?? Idk how canon that is tbh but ive decided to embrace it i guess

-Rooney's canon name is Scarlet Rose, but i thought it was kinda lame especially when Rosie Redwood is also in this line sooo I renamed her! Stuck to the color name puns tho. Mar Rooney. Maroon. Haha

-Speaking on her though i love that shes from texas and likes writing scifi mystery type stuff and that being said i just Know deep in my bones that she was a Voltron Legendary Defender fan and Keith was/is 100% her favorite. She has a continued fondness for mothman specifically cuz of this.

-PJ and Rooney actually talk about fandom and shows/movies ALL the time. They dont have a ton of overlapping interests, but where they do? The two literally never shut up.

-Rosie is such a random character, like outside of her design she feels very poorly considered. So I scrapped the cosmetology thing and made her an illustrator instead! I think it works better with her love of making art in nature. I can see her being really into illustrated guide books. I think shes a bit snooty when it comes to art too. It takes being friends with other artists to become more open minded.

-I like the idea that Rosie is mainly friends with Rooney and Berrie ontop of that. The three of them often tag team storylines and how theyd interpret them into different mediums. Rosie will draw up a bunch of concept stuff while Rooney writes up a pitch bible and Berrie will start making shit move and throwing in her own ideas on camera angles and character designs.

-as an animation major Berrie was required to take a sound design class early on, which is where she met Oliver! Hes very laid back, and likes to go with the flow, but functions a little like the "mom" of the group. Often reminding the girls to take breaks, drink water, stop looking at their screens lest they get eye strain etc. He's multi-talented tbh but Music is his one true passion and he likes how the girls are always giving him collaboration opportunities.

-Oliver and Rosie like to talk sports a lot, both having played a bunch when they were younger and throughout high school.

-Lavender Lynn is Oliver's number one "person who needs constant reminders to settle down" she is in a constant buzz of trying to get the best shots and is utterly obsessed with the process of artistic documentation. Everything must be documented.

-the whole school loves her for this actually, she has a whole side gig where other students hire her to help photograph their projects. She saves everything she earns from this for her future dream plans to visit paris. She has it set really, many of the artists who she helps photograph now will remain steadfast clients of hers forever onward.

-PJ and Lynn actually took a print media class together at one point. Which didnt at the time spark an everlasting friendship. But it did give PJ an easier in to ask for Lynn's help documenting a project the group was working on. One of Lynn's first times photographing them work happened to fall on a day where Rosie had planned to trick everyone into going on a nature walk sans devices... Lynn wound up really appreciating this outing and decided to continue hanging around the group even after that project had ended.

#shadow high #rainbow high #my art #fanart #i had to write down all my ideas just to get them outta my head #now im free

[faeflowerz]

TWST Guys as Monsters

Of all the things that could inspire me. Its a fnaf cryptid post. I used monsters since the cryptids I found weren't as fun as I wanted them to be. Oh well!

Warnings: None

Characters: Riddle, Azul, Idia

If you like what you see, feel free to shoot me a request! Anon isn't on but I won't post your name unless you ask me to. ✌🏿

Monster!Riddle would probably make a good sleep paralysis demon? Well, in theory. You'd been pulling all nighters to get through your exams. Since its your finals before graduation, you're pretty stressed. The week before, you had ended up falling asleep halfway through your cram session. Books and pens and paper were scattered all on top of you as you have THAT kind of dream again. You know the one. Where you dream of going through your day only to find out that you'd been in bed the whole time. But this time, when you realize that you're lucid, he is there.

By your bedside, a shadowy figure is pawing at the supplies scattered on your lap. You wanna yell at him, but you're woefully immobile. "You can't possibly believe that studying this way will help you," when he looks to you, fear swells in your heart. All you could make out were cold gray and the rest of him is short and comprised of black shadows and red haze. His long claws picks up your textbook curiously, careful not to rip anything. "Interesting. The history of you humans never ceases to amaze me." Then he notices your (lovingly refurbished) tablet and is about to reach for it. You manage to whimper in protest.

Then he stops. The concern in your eyes tells him what the matter was. The monster leaves it alone, but now his attention is completely on you. Despite the initial terror, you can sort of make out a face when he's face to face with you. Maybe you're still dreaming or crazy, but he sort of has a baby face. Then he says something that surprises you.

"Can you show me more?"

Monster!Azul: would be a kraken. Why wouldn't he be? You'd been shipwrecked and stranded on an uninhibited island. Not only are you desperate for a way back to civilization, you've also been extremely lonely. Or at least, you would have been if you weren't being helped by what you could only assume was a spirit on the island. From catching fish to knocking down trees to even warning you of storms, the spirit seems tentatively friendly. That is, until you finally make the boat you'd been working on. It's a raft, but still.

And so you whisper a prayer of gratitude to the spirit and set sail. And you get some distance...until a huge wave knocks you over, decimating your tiny little bundle of wood. You have no time to panic as something grabs your ankle and drags you down. You're sure you're drowning, but you didn't have to take even one gulp air. And yet, you gasp and flail with terror as you come face to face with your spirit. He's huge. His hand wraps around your entire body and you cease moving in fear of being squeezed to death.

"I do believe it’s time to collect on those favors," he says.

Monster!Idia is a mothman and hes still pathetic. You're out with some friends in a cabin for the weekend. Its pretty boring since your buddies are on the glamp type beat. Still, you got all this shit bc you wanted to rough it in the woods, damn it!! So you grab your shit and hike out away from them. They begged you to take your phone, but a REAL camper has nothing but moss on the trees and the moon. Its pretty full too.

So its going well for a bit until it rains. Too far to get back to the cabin, you hide out in a cave. Thankfully you salvaged what you can and make a fire for the night. You're tired and you start to regret everything. Then your eyes close. You swear you heard something shuffling around but you hope it's just the dead leaves and crackling fire. Until you feel something watching you. Your eyes shoot open and before you is a fuzzy man with wings tucked discreetly behind his back. Someone screams but it wasn’t you. It was him, and he scurries away from you.

"Eek! Y-you're alive?!"

"Of course I am! Why on earth would you think I was dead?"

"I just figured...since you're here and not at that cabin...you must have died to come all the way out here." He stays close to the fire, glancing at it every now and then.

"Ah, no...I wanted to rough it in the woods. That's the point of camping."

"...That's stupid," he finally says after a long silence. You sit up in shock. "You didn’t even pack anything useful for your mission. If it wasn't for this cave, it really would be game over for you." The lanky man grins, and his razor sharp teeth makes you shiver. Then, he moves slightly and scoots only a little closer. You catch a glimpse of the underside of his wings and see brilliant cerulean and black.

"It was the rain," you manage to reply. "Had it not been for that, I wouldn't have lost half my stuff." Crossing your arms, you try to rub off the goosebumps on your skin. Another long silence before you see that blue again, this time around your shoulder. The mothman had moved closer.

"I read that humans can get cold easily...so uh...just this once...I'll let you warm up." Neither of you acknowledge the blushes that forms on both your faces.

#twst writing #twisted wonderland #azul ashengrotto #riddle rosehearts #idia shroud #azul x reader #riddle x reader #idia x reader #twst imagines #twst #faes drabbles

[generic-whumperz]

Intro Post & Masterlist(s)

THIS BLOG WILL CONTAIN ADULT CONTENT, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! 

Anything explicitly NSFW will be marked “Mature,” but still this isn’t really a kid-friendly space so minors please DNI!

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The Aid Masterlist (current WIP, 18+)

Other works can be found at the bottom of this post under “Story Stuff,” but there isn't much else because I'm focusing on The Aid for now.

Congratulations, you have stumbled upon another (generic) whump blog, hence the name! New whumper in town, made this blog Aug 2023, and just started writing. Currently just working on one story right now (yay hyperfixations), that is slowly consuming every waking thought. Help

Other blog info below the cut!

About me:

🔪I prefer to be anonymous on here, so just call me “Generic/Gen,” them/them, mid (quit lying to yourself) late-20’s.

🔪Dyslexic bitch & silly goose—please excuse typos, misspellings, and any grammatical errors! I don’t have an editor or beta reader, so cut me some slack; I re-read and edit as best as I can, but my brain be playin’ tricks on me, and shit falls through the cracks! Just manage your expectations is all I’m sayin’, I’m not a professional.

🔪I’m (unfortunately) an American and my obnoxious word choice will probably reflect that.

🔪I’m currently a full-time college student taking a fucking break! But still, any written works I choose to share will not be uploaded on a set schedule (I write slow, my brain only occasionally works, & I’m busy), I apologize in advance!    

🔪I run a queue- there I said it! I am shameless about it, and nah I won’t tag it.

🔪I’m not a professional writer nor am I going to school for an english degree. I write for funsies and this is mostly just a hobby for now.

🔪Lover of cryptids (Mothman fucks), paranormal enthusiast and certified Haunted™️. Weird shit WILL leak into my writing eventually. Don’t be surprised if a ghost or skin walker makes a cameo. It’s more fun this way, just go with the flow.

What You’ll See Here: 

All types of Whump; I’m talking all of it bay-bee (detailed types below this section), including: polls, writings, prompts, tropes, scenarios, art, gifs, etc.

Reblogs-a-plenty

Really bad home grown memes 

Whumpy rambling coming straight from my delirious brain

My own sub-par short stories, ficlits, and maybe even an eventual series or two

My own mediocre art (eventually)

Whump I fuck with (like a said, pretty much all of it!):

All gender & POC whump (including lady whump, lady whumpers, mixed gendered Whumpee & Whumper combos, etc. Errybody getting whumped ‘round here.)

APOCALYPSE

Hurt/comfort

Hurt/no comfort

No hurt/comfort

Physical, emotional, and mental (if there’s all three it’s a magical trifecta of hurt)

Sickfics (I HATE being sick so I get it)

Medical (totally have iatrophobia—I’m a wuss who’s terrified of doctors and hospitals—so once again, I gettt ittt)

Lab (this is like medical, but worse)

Pet (including WRU, BBU, etc.)

Dehumanization

Captivity (short & long term)

Multiple Whumpees, multiple Whumpers

All types of Whumpees, give me stoic, give me angsty, defiant, broken, cursed, conditioned, big, small, ALL OF IT

All types of Whumpers, but especially those creepy and intimate ones that make you want to rip your own skin off (look, I’m here actively seeking out to have a bad time—bad time=good time)

Caretakers in any and all form, my favorites are platonic or found-family caretakers, but if Whumpee just so happens to find their new boo-thang, love that for them just the same.

Recovery and caretaking

Gore and body horror

TORTURE

Chains, restrains, collars, rope—just tie that B down!

Fantasy, sci-fi, paranormal, supernatural, magic

Historical, present, future

Non-human (and human)

Cannibalism

Explicit stuff like non-con, dub-con, forced drugging, etc. I will always add TW’s and tags to my posts containing hardcore stuff and it will be marked ‘mature’!

 

Whump I refuse to Touch with a 10-foot pole:

Anything explicit with minors

Furries (sorry, I just fucking CAN’T)

Other Story Stuff & Random Things:

Subject X: BB217 Intro

#whump blog #pinned intro #introduction #introducing myself #blog intro #intro post #whump intro #certified whumper

[veggiefritters]

Asking some cool people I like this so rank all dialtown dateables from best to worst (including norm)

Randal Jade. Pathetic. Dampened. Has the emotional and physical strength of a plastic fork. A classic. He's just so... Randy, y'know. Definitely a fella! Anyway, I'd kiss his phone head and take him on an expensive date (to the hospital, dude needs serious help).

(but only just) Karen Dunn. Honestly I love her so much, and I genuinely don't know if I like her or Randy better. She's friend shaped, y'know? And she likes horses, which is frickin awesome. She's real for that.

Oliver Swift. Is it controversial to put him at three? The top three, it's genuinely hard to order them. Anyway, love Oliver. His weird monster-fucking stuff is really funny to me and relateable. I do like his route a lot, because it has Mr Dickens and I want to be adopted by Mr Dickens. Oliver speaks in a way that tickles my brain just right. He will forever sound like Ranboo to me, because that's where I first came across Dialtown.

Sgt. Norm Allen. He has a gun and I think that's cool. Otherwise he's just Norm. I mean, the flesh-head thing's pretty cool too, but since we don't get to see it I have little thoughts on the matter. Also, why is he piss-yellow...?

Narrator. It's funny, that's really all. I do not like the sprite, but I can look beyond, uh, looks. Buff men are not my thing. I do like how obviously sick of Gingi's shit he is. Just generally.

Bigfoot. Ape. Not really my type, sorry. Cool route though, I'd love to domesticate a cryptid but I'm thinking more Mothman, because Mothman is objectively cool. Dude, imagine having a pet Drop Bear (they're real guys, I seen them).

I didn't include Roger because their route isn't out yet, but he'd be at LEAST #2.

Sorry if you were after a short list, I got carried away...

#karen dunn #randy jade #bigfoot dialtown #oliver swift #norm allen #narrator dialtown

[kedsandtubesocks]

WE'RE STARTING SPOOKY SEASON EARLIER IM SOOOOOO EXCITED OMG

okay okay i wanna hear your opinion on pedro boys and what monsters they would be !!!!

LETS START SPOOKY SUMMER OFF RIGHT AND IM SO GLAD ITS WITH YOU BB thank you for sending this amazing ask in 🥺🎃 ✨

Okay…this is something I know we’ve talked about many times in our deep discussions but now that I think about the other boys I’m like “…oh shit” so here we GO LOL

Javi P: a type of were-creature, I love the idea of Javi having the ties to a Texas and Latino based monster and as someone who’s great tia swore she saw the chupacabra and then knowing there’s a monster/beast I’ve heard legend about living in the hill country, theres something familiar and close knit tradition about were-creatures based in local and cultural urban legends that fits Javi’s vibes about being so connected to his home

Pero T: yes he is a peak werewolf but I will say this until I write the fic but he is a lake monster, creature from the black lagoon style, he lurks likes his isolation and is aware to his surroundings. He would do perfect as a lake monster simply surviving as a grumpy hiding monster under the waves

Marcus Pike: DRAGON!!! Grand beautiful majestic creatures that hoard precious things? Marcus is all about the arts and seeing the beauty in everything, those vibes just make me think of him as this beautiful grand dragon that hoards art until he finds you his most precious treasure

Dave York: something demonic, he always reminds me of the Lucifer figure - this perfect soldier who followed orders until he questioned his existence and is now disillusioned and corrupt living on his own terms now

Frankie: my sweet werewolf boy, loyal big and forever protective and will bare his fangs whenever he feels threatens and has a bit of a temper, also can you imagine how COZY HE WOULD BE??

Din: ghost, he’s a ghost that’s simply living in this strange beskar armor but his spirit is so strong and righteous that it stays alive and haunts his armor. But he is tender and speaks with the softest whispers in the wind, like a echo you wonder if you even heard in the first place

Joel: a ghost like Din but a much scarier version, like a spirit of vengeance that is violent and fierce, powerful in its rage but a known protector that watches over anyone who walks home alone at night, he sits in the trees with eyes that are so dark they blend with the night

Jack: Vampire, suave a bit extravagant and luxurious and I only am doing this cause I want him to make all the stupid vampire puns and even has fake vampire plastic teeth he playfully uses from time to time, also can you imagine him slick gelled hair back super classic Dracula style?? 😮‍💨

Dieter: shapeshifter, he’s a man of many faces and many roles that you wonder if he even knows what his true self looks like anymore, goes into how he’s an actor and I think there’s so many layers to dieter that he keeps up to make sure no one truly knows him

Ezra: eldritch space creature, has many eyes speaks in many voices that seem out of this realm but he is kind and moves very gently. He is wise beyond his years and is interested in all things human, but like any eldritch creature it can be tricky and turn on a whim when need be

Javi G: Mothman!! Super sweet and chattery and is kind of an odd ball but simply wants to be left alone in the woods but remains curious about the world around him, holds a certain charm to him but is still a dangerous creature underneath it all

Wow I ramble away with these I’m SORRY

#this was written in my kitchen cause I got POSSESSED ERI #THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS TO MEEEE #also thank you thank you so much I love you wow #long post #Pedro boys #asks and such things 💌 #Eri’s tag 🐝 ✨ #e babbles #Pedro boys 🤎

[ao3feed-superbat]

Flock Building for Dummies

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/bt3j5lL by DragonDart Clark Kent breaks up with his long-term girlfriend, uproots his life, and moves out to the middle of nowhere Montana. He leaves to join the Justice League, a group of fellow scientists campaigning for the rights of the half-man half-animal creatures known as the beastfolk. Things go a little sideways however when he meets the League’s first ever project, a bat harpy named Bruce with a flare for the dramatic and a habit of stealing children. A creature AU Batfamily fic with a healthy dose of Justice League bonding. Words: 5416, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Batman: The Animated Series, Justice League - All Media Types, Justice League & Justice League Unlimited (Cartoons) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi Characters: Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Diana (Wonder Woman), Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Duke Thomas, Barry Allen, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Arthur Curry (DCU), John Stewart (DCU), Kendra Saunders, J'onn J'onzz, Oliver Queen, Damian Wayne Relationships: Justice League & Bruce Wayne, Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Duke Thomas & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne, Justice League & Clark Kent, Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Diana (Wonder Woman)/Clark Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman)/Bruce Wayne, Diana (Wonder Woman)/Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Batfamily Members & Clark Kent, Batfamily Members & Diana (Wonder Woman) Additional Tags: Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily Shenanigans (DCU), Justice League as Family (DCU), Found Family all around, Caretaker Justice League, Creature batfamily, Creature Fic, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Creatures & Monsters, Clark Kent is Not Superman, Bruce Wayne is Not Batman, well sort of, He's a Bat-Man, Clark Kent is So Done, Bruce Wayne is Good With Kids, Bruce Wayne is a Little Shit, Hal Jordon is Suffering, Protective Bruce Wayne, Human Justice League, Harpy Bruce Wayne, merman dick grayson, Centaur Jason Todd, Naga Tim Drake, Werewolf Cassandra Cain, Creature Stephanie Brown, Mothman Duke Thomas, Human Damian Wayne, i promise that will make sense, Sphinx Selina Kyle, Blood and Injury, Injury Recovery, Kidnapping, Dehumanization, Sort Of, These tags make this fic sound a lot darker than it is, Fluff and Angst, Mostly Fluff, Found Family, no beta we die like jason todd, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/bt3j5lL

#ao3feed #superbat #world's finest #Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne #Bruce Wayne/Clark Kent

[naminethewriter]

One's Hometown, One's New Home

Chapter Two: Coffee and Mothman

Masterpost | Previous | Next | Ao3

@tss-anxceit-week

Summary: Janus’ hometown is a usually quiet place where everyone knows everyone. So when someone new moves in, they’re usually the hottest topic of local gossip. The newcomer then comes by the library Janus works at, he can’t help but chat with him a little. Doesn’t hurt that he’s good looking as well.

Content Warnings: Cryptids mention, Mothman mention

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Janus walked into Dan’s Bean Stop the following Sunday, expecting nothing but buying a nice frappe. So, when his eyes fell on Virgil hiding away in one corner, sitting alone at his laptop, he was pleasantly surprised.

“Hello Janus! You’re looking well!” Dan, the owner, greeted as he stepped up to the counter. Dan’s son Evan had been in Janus’ class during school and they had been good friends. Janus had been to their house often enough for Dan to become a person he was comfortable around.

“I am, thank you. Enjoying the horrible weather on my day off.”

Dan chuckled at his obvious lie, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky today. “As you should! Now, what can I get you.”

“Caramel frappe, please.”

“To go or you sticking around a bit?”

Janus’ eyes wandered back over to Virgil, who hadn’t seemed to notice him despite Dan speaking rather loudly.

“I think I’d like to sit down a little bit.”

Dan raised his eyebrow. It was unusual for Janus to stay, though not unheard of.

“Got it. That’ll be four dollars.”

Janus paid and left Dan to prepare his drink. He gingerly stepped over to Virgil’s table, trying to be obvious enough about it so the other didn’t startle. His effort was in vain however, since Virgil was too absorbed in his laptop to notice his approach. Janus cleared his throat when he stood directly in front of him and Virgil jumped.

“Fucking shit,” he cursed, gripping at his chair. “Don’t sneak up on me.”

“I wasn’t sneaking! I even went out of my way to be noticeable. It’s not my fault you didn’t pay any attention to your surroundings,” Janus huffed and sat down. Virgil stared at him without blinking for a long moment and Janus noticed the dark bags under his eyes.

“You’re from the library, right?”

“You forgot me already, I’m hurt!” Janus declared dramatically, with his hand over his heart.

Virgil rolled his eyes but couldn't suppress a small smile. “I’ve met a lot of pushy people every day since I moved here, you’re not that special.”

“How curious. I was told I was ‘a special kind of guy’ all throughout college.”

“What do you want?” Virgil sighed, abandoning their banter.

“Simply some company for a drink. If you don’t want me here though, I will leave. I’m not trying to force myself on you.” Janus watched Virgil closely for his reaction and while he looked a bit torn for a moment, he finally shook his head.

“No, it’s fine. I should take a break anyway.” He underlined his statement by closing the laptop and Janus’ eyes fall onto a few stickers that hadn’t been as visible until that moment. The ones he found most interesting were a progressive pride flag and another that said ‘Be Gay, Do Crime.’

“What are you working on, if you don’t mind me asking?” he asked as Dan approached with his drink.

“Interrogating the new guy, Janus? Cut him some slack.”

“But how else will I find out if he’s a government spy? Mothman could be in danger!” Dan laughed loudly, pat Janus on the back and left them alone.

“Mothman? Really?” Virgil asked, amused.

“What? Don’t believe in cryptids? I would have guessed you the type that did.”

“Oh, I do believe in cryptids, especially Mothman, but there’s no way in hell he’s anywhere close to here.”

“And why is that?”

Apparently that little question opened the floodgates since Virgil’s eyes lit up and he started rambling about why the climate around their little town was not at all what Mothman would prefer. Janus sipped his latte and listened.

~~~

“You know quite a lot about Mothman,” Janus stated when Virgil finally winded down almost ten minutes later.

“Yeah, well… I didn’t have many friends in school, so I did a lot of research.” Virgil seemed uncomfortable with the topic, so Janus didn’t pry further, though he did file away the bit of information to maybe bring up a later time when they’re more familiar with each other.

“I hope you can consider me a friend then.”

Virgil flushed lightly. “I’d like that. Thanks, Janus. I was really nervous about moving to a new place alone since I generally don’t have a great track record of making friends, so… yeah. Thanks.”

“You’re welcome, Virgil. I don’t know why you would have problems though. I think you are a very intriguing person to talk to, but I guess I’m just a better judge of character than most.”

“Oh, shut up,” Virgil muttered, his face getting redder. “I’m insufferable.”

“Right, an absolute pain to be around. That’s why I came to your table on my own accord and let you infodump about Mothman for ten minutes.” Janus rolled his eyes playfully and Virgil smiled.

“Sorry. I’ve been told I have a problem with self-deprecation.”

“No need to apologize. I will call you out on it, however. Annoy you until you stop.”

“Can’t wait,” Virgil said dryly and Janus laughed.

“Would you be open to come by for dinner sometime? I could use the company.”

“You live alone? I wouldn’t have pegged you the type.” Virgil raised an eyebrow, watching Janus intently. He in turn just shrugged.

“It just happened to work out that way. If you’d like to hear the story you could buy me another drink.”

“If you continue talking like that, it will sound like we’re on a date.”

“I wouldn’t mind that.”

Until that point, Janus hadn’t been seriously flirting with Virgil, even if he couldn’t deny that he was interested in him on a more than platonic level. It seemed that Virgil had a different opinion, as he suddenly went ridged and reached for his laptop.

“I think I have to leave now.”

“Wait, Virgil!” Janus stood as the other hurriedly got up and shoved his laptop in his bag. “I didn’t mean to upset you, I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine, you’re fine, I just— I have somewhere to be, excuse me.” He didn’t let Janus say another word before he quickly left the shop. Janus watched him through the glass front until he was out of sight.

Had he really misinterpreted their interactions that badly?

#namiswriting #One's Hometown One's New Home #Chapter 2: Coffee and Mothman #anxceitweek2023 #anxceit #ts janus #janus sanders #ts virgil #virgil sanders #original male background character #human!au #cryptids mentioned #mothman mention #multichapter fic #sanders sides #fanfiction #reblogs are appreciated

[glassartpeasants]

Tbh I feel like I wouldn't be a 'pretty' moth but a rat of a moth. Collecting shiny stuff and living in a cave or really high tree. I'd also have four arms because I can

#this took so long #i was making sketch after sketch until i finally did cartoon style #i really like it though #moth art #isaac grossman #mothman type shit #moth me

[just-some-sillies]

listing weird alters to take my mind off things

our own nervous system (not sentient??)

sort of a minotaur (creatures...)

drunk guy with three whole sources (stop absorbing fictives)

the amalgamation (autopilot)

a grave (sentient)

will fuckign wood (from the self-ish album specifically)

jonah magnus who is also v2 ultrakill (cool wings though)

half of mha (hyperfixations will do that)

the mechanisms (jonny, tim, brian, ashes, nastya, toy soldier. also alice, the odette, etc)

regrettably (/hj), hazbin hotel fictives

two dogs, three cats (understandable)

the embodiment of a video game fetch quest (creepy fucking mask guy)

at least 8 mcyt alters (oh hermitcraft my beloved)

the masking alter who was in a qpr with mothman. moth then went dormant and mask has grown less human since then (theatrical tragedy type shit)

guy named doc, guy named doctor, guy named dr, etc (no originality)

etc, etc.

#not tagging them all

[rebelsandtherest]

I have this idea that America and Canada are skeptical of the fae, which annoys England. But by the same token, England doesn't believe in their supernatural creatures, which they share concerned looks over on a regular basis.

For England, La Belle Dam Sans Merci, kelpie, bogart, the Wild Hunt, and so on, are serious business.

But for Canada and America, the fae don't affect their lands and peoples, but you'd better believe Coyote, wendigo, thunderbirds, ijiraq, and so on, do.

Thoughts?

I actually had this exact conversation with @draw-a-circle-thats-the-foxhole not too long ago.

Alfred is certainly skeptical of the British fae. Even though deep down he knows they exist, he tells himself they don’t because the thought (and perhaps very very hazy memories…) disturbs him.

Matt knows the fae exist, but he has a hard time taking them seriously because while Britain has some creepy shit, true enough, it doesn’t seem, to him at least, as harrowing as what he knows is waiting in the shadows of the Canadian wilds where no one will ever hear or find you.

Regarding North American cryptids and Native American legends, the boys both take them seriously, and have indeed seen many of them in their lives. However, while Matthew might regale you with some ghost stories if you catch him in a playful mood, Alfred will never indicate he believes the legends are real until something creepy happens. You’re out hiking in Appalachia alone, no one for miles, and you hear someone calling your name? No you didn’t. Now go inside, lock the door, pull the curtains, and mind your damn business. And he means that 100% seriously, not in an easily-scared-overreactive-superstitious kind of way. There are very few times in Alfred’s life where he’s succeeded in staying in his proverbial lane, but American cryptids and supernatural critters are where he has no trouble at all minding his own business. Matt is more the type to look at some of the (less murder-y) North American cryptids and be like “Mmm yeah that’s a mood”

That being said, Alfred is a massive fan of Mothman and Bigfoot. He has T shirts. Alfred calls Matt “Mothman Mattie” sometimes if he’s become particularly feral/hermitish, and rather than be offended, Matt embraces his cryptid status. For his part, Matthew has a particular fondness for Ogopogo, and owns a giant plushy of it which he once received as a gift; it is now a favorite pillow of his dog, Buddy.

#hws america #hws canada #hc #headcanons

[intersexdabi]

Hotline (TXF Dabitwice AU) - Chapter 2

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The first thing Jin notices is the dark walls; makes the building look a lot smaller than it is. Oppressive almost. He wonders if that's by design, but he doubts that the local PD has put that much thought into interior design. Without a line, he and Todoroki stroll right up the counter. A woman peers up from her glasses and through thick bulletproof glass. Her hair is strictly pulled back into a tight knot.

"Can I help you?"

As if she's said the magic words, the two of them simultaneously pull out their badges. He smiles, but from the corner of his eye, he sees that Todoroki doesn't. "Special Agent Bubaigawara and my partner, Agent Todoroki. We're here regarding a few of your recent cases we think might be related to prior FBI investigations-"

"No one mentioned anything about the FBI," she says, glancing down at her desk and then the computer just barely visible from where they stand. "Did Chief West contact you?"

"No," Jin says, still smiling, "we've come without a request. We just happened to come across recent issues in your area that we think-"

"Right. And what is it you're wanting me to do?" This time she doesn't bother looking at him. Mentally, she's already moved onto her next task, deeming the two of them unworthy of her time.

"We'd like to talk to someone familiar with the cases of interest." Todoroki's voice is even. Cool. No nonsense.

As if the change in speaker is enough for her to regain interest, she stabs her eyes back up at them. "We don't share information from open investigations."

"If they are related," Todoroki says, a sharp edge at the head of each word, "then we might have pertinent information for your officers."

"I can pass along the information and an officer can follow up with you if necessary," she says, even as she begins typing. Jin eyes Todoroki. His face is neutral, but his eyes are bright and flashing with either frustration or outright anger. "Unless you have a policy of not sharing information from open investigations, Agent?"

Jin's read through Todoroki's documentation. He knows Todoroki must have done the same. It's not long by any means, considering he doesn't have much under his belt. But Jin's gleaned enough from it to know that his new partner is clever. Cunning. Quick. He's a lot of things, according to the people who observed him, people who likely lacked the analysis Jin would prefer. But, in the words from Todoroki's medical training, he sorely lacks in bedside manner.

Jin clears his throat and pulls out his little pocketbook. He rips out one of the pages and scribbles his name and hotel phone number on one side. His ring finger slides the sheet so that it peeks under the little opening in the glass. "If you could pass this on to someone assigned to the cases and let them know we're available, I'd appreciate it."

She eyes him. Then she takes it and nods. He and Todoroki leave, bracing the gust of wind that meets them.

"Not much help," Todoroki says as they make their way to the rental.

"They'll come around." Jin ducks into the car and slams the door shut. If he's right, their investigation will lead to a dead end. "And even if they don't, nothing's stopping us from taking a look-see."

By the time Todoroki's seat belt clicks, Jin's already reversing out of their spot. Todoroki sighs and swipes the newspaper from the dashboard. "Where do we start? Shit time to start searching by the looks of those clouds rolling in."

"It's late," Jin says. "'Sides, ain't gonna find the specific locations on our own. We can walk around the general area tomorrow, look for signs."

"Signs of what, exactly?" Todoroki flips a page. "Even if there is some humanoid insect creature lurking out there, what would distinguish that from any other wildlife?"

"The same thing we use to tell which animal made what." He glances over at Todoroki as they pull out onto the street. "Tracks, plumage, fur... Scat."

"Right. Because we would know what a mothman would leave behind."

"Maybe not. But if it's a creature unlike any other, what it leaves behind won't be familiar, right?"

"Or recognizable." Touya tucks the newspaper between the seat and center console. "Even if it did leave a sign, we may not even be able to identify it as such. Wouldn't even occur to us."

The corners of Jin's mouth twitch as he tries to suppress the smile from splitting his lips open. Even knowing that Todoroki's been sent to pick apart all of his work like a vulture, he can't help but think that this new partner is a keeper. "Guess we'll just have to keep our minds open then. I'm hungry. You wanna grab a bite to eat?"

The younger agent tilts his head back to look out the passenger side window towards all the fast food and diner signs sticking out beside the road. "No. I don't usually eat out. I've made plans."

Jin leaves it at that and they say nothing as they make their way back to the hotel.

#dabitwice #jin bubaigawara #dabi #touya todoroki #bnha twice #bnha dabi

[motherarts]

cuz why not

okay so i had an idea. and like fuck you/p @stinging-metal this happens to be a lil story of what I think it would be like to sink into your fur, cuz ur a moth also yeah it's short, but idc and also it's like 1:30 so i ain't typing more might make a part two though. enjoy you fucks. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

MA pushed opened the door that Metal had closed earlier that day, grunting when they door failed to give. Curse the mothman for putting a chair in front of the door because he knew that MA would be trying to get into it's room tonight to bother them insesently. It took a couple of seconds, but the door that had been keeping the door shut gave away. MA stumbled into the room, almost falling face first onto the floor. MA steadied themself, before brushing himself off and looking up at the blob of fluff that was Metal. "Metal? Moth boy??" MA whispered softly, the pink creature starting to tiptoe over to bug. He silently moved across the floor, her footsteps making no sound. "You alive?" Metal slowly lifted their head and looked at MA with an unsteady gaze, his glasses not on it's face. Bug squinted at MA, huffing quietly "MA what are you doing here??" "Weelll" MA started off, sitting down in front of Metal and shrugging. "I decided that I'm not gonna let you be alone for right now! Plus, I can't sleep anyway." If MA had a mouth it would be in a massive shit-eating grin, and Metal could tell.

Metal rolled his eyes and glared at MA. "You're a clingy bitch, you know that right?" MA cackled, before scooting over to the moth's side. "What else would you expect from me?" MA leaned slightly against Metals side, eye widening slightly when they sunk into bugs fur a little bit. They removed herself from the tallers side, staring at his fur confusedly. MA then stuck out a hand and gently pet Metals fur, eye widening further. "You . . . 've been holding out on me, Metal!!" MA screeched, though trying to keep it down mostly as the others in the house were sleeping. "How come you didn't tell me you were fluffy?!" Metal lightly flushed and looked away, not making eye contact with MA anymore. "Shut up, I'm not that fluffy." He was. . . denying it?? REALLY?? Nuh uh, not happening. MA gasped "You dare deny your fluffinesS!?" MA looked insulted that Metal would even insenuate that he wasn't as fluffy as they believed bug to be. "You are fluffy! Very much so!" MA continued, lightly scolding him, doing the sonic finger wag at them. "I could probably sink into your fur!" "How bout you don't do that though." Metal muttered, rubbing his hands together. "It'd probably be uncomfortable. ." MA suddenly sat up, making Metal jump slightly, before tucking into it's side. They snuggled more into his fur to prove a point. Which, in expecations should've been a good idea. In practice? Not so much- MA was surrounded by the soft fur, and Metal's wing against their back. The warmness emitting from Metal was overwhelming, and MA could feel himself start to sweat already. But they didn't care, he loved snuggling with her friends. They did it all the time with all of their friends, and he eventually got used to the warmth. After a short amount of time, MA felt Metal start to hug back, embarrassedly. "You know I was trying to keep you out so you wouldn't be clingy." He murmured shortly, MA felt it's glare on the top of their head. MA lifted his head to look up at Metal the expression in their eye pertaining to the amusement that they felt, a mischevious kind of joy. "Yeah I know! That's why I came in here anyway" MA then snuggled back into Metal's fur happily. ". . . You're so clingy." Metal sighed, and finally just hugged her back.

#fanfic #mutual <3 #literally fuck you in particular tho #in a /pos way #dw #anyway #stinging-metal #making you a tag now #fuck you #/pos #also like #first fic i've actually posted here #and it's fluff #so #fluff #mutuals fluff

[electrosweaters-arts]

🍰🪤 - the silly moth character i forgor name

Chicago....themothman <3

Actually her legal name from birth given by her papa is Chicago A. Mothman but you know how it is

🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes?

She likes red velvet with chocolate frosting I think :3 Mostly because it matches her aesthetic, I think she's gross with it tho and mixes that shit in milk to make it into a goop so she can suck it up with her weird moth tongue tho and no one appreciates seeing it.

While looking up smthn for this I found out moths taste with their feet and i'm. Not making that canon. But she probably can't taste very well anyway.

🪤 MOUSE TRAP - what will always lure them into certain danger? a loved one in danger? a promise of something they are always searching for?

Okay well FIRST of all, lights, she is incredibly weak to lights and even when in active danger she will be dazed and drawn towards strong light and given the fact most strong light would be coming from human populated towns a dazed and out of sorts monster just popping up is VERY dangerous.

Other than that she will go to fucking WAR over her ego being bruised, I mean the current chapter is kinda JUST her prodding at Hyde for keeping ONE secret from her so <3 it makes her pretty upset

#Cryptid college stuff

[thy-fucks-runneth-dry]

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Askable OC's Master post/notice

I have a stray oc askblog now

Main cast is bunky and co. But they interact with og game characters

I do have a tiktok and Instagram btw

@pheni__bobeni on tiktok and pheni_does_things on insta

(Please specify who youre asking too btw )

Kitta- founder of the Sanctuary, demon/shapeshifter/human hybrid serious mommy/daddy issues, lesbian, she/her

Mikah/Mikey- Kitta's childhood friend, descendant of Mothman they/them pansexual

Poppet- bi witch, very thicc queen she/her

Weeble Beeble- she/her cute little welcome home oc, is an Atlas Beetle and falconer, she doesn't have a good relationship with her father for some reason tho...

Sha- mute mountain spirit, dreameater, follows Kitta around for unspecified reasons he/they

Requiem- result of a wild spell cast on Sha, opposite clone type deal, he/him doesn't give a shit

Avery- just a regular he/him human who ran away from his moms

Riley- Avery's bf also he/him LOVES axolotls

Kingsley- suit of armor possessed by a medieval ghost, he/they very polite himbo time

Twig- c r i m e g o b l i n (child) follows Kingsley around

Bucket- BESTEST BOY WIZARD CAT with an i n t e r e s t i n g past

Omen- just some dude who was infected by a cryptid, he/him sassy boy who can and will fuck everyone smh

Hecate- necromancer/homicide detective (for like a month)

Rhea- serial killer, killed Henny, is out to kill all necromancers except for Hecate

Henny- some 10 year old kid born into a long line of prestigious necromancers (immediate family didn't know) risen from the dead into a cat plush by Hecate, he him dumbass

Jams- loves toast and music, specifically accordion :)

Lemonade/ Lemon - big bro shark of Meringue and Jams loves passionfruits and sweet potatoes

Meringue- youngest by 12 seconds. Dislikes cilantro loves cantaloupe and puzzles

#I love these dumbasses #Will post drawings of them