#so moth antennae are...a bit sensitive ;)

[yourdoorisunlocked]

I'll Never Meet Another You... - Part 1

𝐀/𝐍: Is that...? Oh my god- It's the sound of another WIP in my endless void of fanfic ideas that managed to see the light of day!! It also means I've added another demon husband to my ✨cOlLeCtIoN✨

So, I'm definitely doing a continuation of this- I was having WAY too much fun writing it.

Enjoy your yandere, stalking, creepy-ass television man! :)

. . .

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟏,𝟒𝟏𝟓 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬: 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫, 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐯, 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐞𝐭𝐜. 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: ꜱᴛᴀʟᴋᴇʀ'ꜱ ᴛᴀɴɢᴏ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʜᴇᴀʀᴛ

. . .

Electricity bounced across clawed, neon-blue fingertips as Vox’s collection of monitors booted up, lining the walls in a cyan-hued excess of the latest tech his company manufactured.  

With but a wave of his hand, the devices were slaves to his command. 

As Vox sat upon his electronic throne that was centered before it all, he closed every work-related tab within his mental browser, before slumping in his seat within the darkness. The demon rubbed where the bridge of his nose would’ve been with a stressed crease in his brows; a little habit that he had acquired from his life above.  

To say it had been a long day would’ve been the understatement of the century. For the first twelve hours since he had emerged from his quarters, Vox had been bombarded with underlings shoving incessant workloads into his lap.

Ensuring the reputation of the Vees, the new VoxTech Angelic Security system that he had been developing, the countless amount of paperwork and maintaining the digital grid, and to top it all off, he had to manage the temper of one pissed-off Valentino. 

Ugh... Fuckin' Val and his goddamn runaways... it's not my fucking fault he can't manage his toys. 

Dealing with the lustful moth Overlord's temper tantrums were usually the absolute highlights of Vox's day, but this time in particular there was quite the treat in store for the overworked Overlord.

Hm... Maybe that's how the name came to be. Ah, who am I kidding? Velv just sits on her ass all day.

Of course, Vox pushed his indignation aside and swept everything up with a winning smile of pure showmanship, the pinnacle of excellence in front of the public.

And just as everything seemed to fall into place, like any other day of Vox cleaning up the messes of his fellow Overlords, something just had to go fucking wrong.

Imagine being the literal fucking backbone of the Vees, ensuring that their picture-perfect reputation of utmost excellence and being called up by an irritated Velvet to play babysitter and manage the man-child because of fucking Angel Dust- 

And then catching wind of ḧ̴͇͕́̍i̷̡̹͋͂̓m̵͈͔̳̭̙̍͝ returning... 

A few sparks flew from Vox's antenna as his overheated fans whirred rapidly. That old timey, triangle-assed p̴̲̩̮͙̜̎́̋r̸͓̟͆̀͆i̸̼͕͓̺̹̪̔͛͊̋͗c̸̢̤̐͂͜k̵̻̭̦̣̪͈̕-̸̢̡̪͇̖̈́... 

Slowly, he took a deep breath, stretching his knuckles and tilting his head to the side with a deep frown. He had the evening to himself, now. No Radio-Pricks, no need to maintain the perfect facade he had so carefully crafted for himself and his allies, and no Valentino.

Time to unwind... 

A cup of coffee materialized in his hand with a spark of electricity that lingered around his hand, dancing upon his fingers. He scooted just a bit closer to the large, main monitor within the center of TVs installed in his office, and his mental request was immediately answered by the large computer screen before him. 

A zipped file containing possibly the most sensitive information that you couldn’t fucking torture out of the television demon happened to be the very first result of his search, almost teasing him with the overtness of his little obsession. 

Vox clicked on the file quicker than ever before, and he took a long, slow sip of his drink as he focused solely upon the pretty little blessing that had graced his screens since a few months ago.

You were lounging on your couch, scrolling haphazardly on your phone in your less-than ideal apartment, but hey, it worked for you, so who was Vox to judge? Even if he would've placed you in one of the most mind-bogglingly extravagant penthouses that you'd ever seen in your afterlife, he had no qualms as long as you remained untouched. 

And luckily, his position and occupation made it more than easy to ensure that you had no one in particular in mind to take his place. 

No matter where you were, or what you were doing, nothing about you remained unseen by Vox, and no stone was left unturned when it came to your private life. 

And Vox was always there. Watching. Adoring you through digitally enamored eyes without moving an inch from his seat. 

Small, pixelated hearts floated across his interface as you looked through your phone, blessing him with a plethora of reactions. Whether it be with a small pout of your lips, to the furrow of your brows, to that cute giggle-snort you made whenever something seemed funny to you, the electronic Overlord drank it up like red wine from a golden cup glorified by gods themselves.

Lord, Vox had it bad.

Every step you took, every breath you inhaled, every purchase you made, every club or restaurant you went to, your exact order at your favorite diner, your taste in fashion and jewelry, he memorized every fact, photo, and video and saved it all in a private file.  

It was Vox's most precious possession, the closest he could ever get to you, for now.

Vox’s smile stretched across his flat-screen face; a neon hue of razor-sharp teeth pulled into a fond simper as the sound of your chiming laughter rang out across his office. 

How he wished to capture the sound, perhaps place it into a bottle for him, and only him to hear, your smile a treasure of the rarest quality to keep. 

There was no doubt about it, Vox was your number one fan. 

More monitors across the room lit up, whether it be with your beautiful face or your soft, angelic singing, there was nothing but you, you... 

Y̵̼̜̿o̴̝͕̾ṷ̸̇.̶͈͍̎̔ ̵̟̒̚ 

Vox hated the idea of having to share this with anyone else. Share you with anyone else. Every time he ended the night like this, he had to fight the urge to steal you away and seat you upon your rightful place, a throne beside his, towering above his empire with no unworthy, sinful eyes to look upon you. 

“Huh... I’ve actually always wondered what that ‘Vox’ guy is like in real life...” said demon froze at the sound of his name pouring from your lips, and a soft blush mixed with the bright blue glow of his face, coloring it a light lavender pink. You were talking to yourself again, something Vox binged like a talk show whenever he was off work.  

He could watch you all day like this. And God knows that he would massacre any number of demons, conquer any area of territory simply for a few minutes in your presence.

A casual conversation, witty banter, fuck, he'd rather talk about the goddamn weather with you than be deprived of your presence any longer. Not behind a screen, but in person.

Vox needed something, anything with you, romantic or platonic, though the former would surely grow an insatiable craving, if you kept teasing him like this.

He needed you to be there for him, to just treat him like a person.

Vox normally wouldn't mind the fact that he was always perfecting himself for others, catering to their every desire. A machine. Meant to serve the masses, and in turn, they'd fall to their feet before him like flies to honey, insatiable, pathetic worms. 

But it'd drive anyone to the brink of fucking insanity, to keep up the same, cheery yet suave charade every draining day.

And with you? Even if you never knew about your secret admirer’s ever-prying eyes watching your every step, it felt like Vox didn't need to put on a show for you. He could simply watch and listen as you, sweet, mischievous, lovable you talked his ears off for the rest of his day.

What I'd give to just kiss the hell out of her-

���Heh, he’s actually kind of cute. Y’know, for a TV, I guess...” you giggled at the end of your sentence as you scrolled through more photos of him, drinking up every piece of content that featured the demon that was watching you through your camera.  

A little side-menu of exactly what you had been looking through immediately popped up, and an intense zapping noise from above signaled to Vox that, once again, the demon was two seconds away from overheating and having to reboot himself as he nearly spit out his hot drink. 

Vox nearly short-circuited in his seat as you smiled warmly down at your phone, directly into his eyes as his cold, mechanical heart pounded in his chest, and bright red spread across his screen like a virus.

“Oh... Ohoho...” 

“Now that’s good television...” 

. . .

End Notes: Ok, holy SHIT-

I really like this one. Like GODDAMN this was so fun to write!! I'll definitely be doing headcanons for yandere Hazbin Hotel very soon. Also, that A03 shit I just pulled at the end? You're welcome ;)

Btw I'm working on my Masterlist, so if anyone has requests or drabbles that they'd like to enter, don't be afraid to ask! I think I'll make some rules clear later, like no EXTREME asks or kinks or anything like that.

Smut is on the table though don't be afraid lmao. I'll be the one shaking in my boots when I'm about to post it- 😓

Anyway, thanks for reading!! See you next time✨

#vox x reader #vox x you #yandere hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #yandere vox x reader #obssesion #he is literally a tv #like actually #but hes kinda babygirl so- #tw stalking #possessive behavior #yourdoorisunlocked

[chaotixdragon]

So i saw somebody make art of Starscream as a moth and something was awoken inside of me. I present Hollow Knight X Transformers BUGFORMERS!!!! (Or Hollowformers???) Sorry for the shitty sketches, i'll translate my handwriting lmao

Starscream: A Red-Underwing Moth I decided to make all the seekers different moths, have fun with that Megatron: A Black Stag Beetle His armor can be removed, I'll draw it eventually, but under his helmet are small (very sensitive!!!) antennae!!!

Optimus: A Rain Beetle I wanted to make him a dung beetle at first, cause I love the shape of scarab-like beetles but I wanted Bulkhead to be a dung beetle, so I picked my personal favorite type of beetle, the Rain Beetle! Bumblebee: A Bumble bee I think this is obvious.

Arcee: A Blue Dasher Dragonfly She's small, fierce, and fast. I knew a Dragonfly would fit her. Bulkhead: A Rainbow Dung Beetle Bulkhead is a strong, bulky guy, so a strong bulky bug fits him. But I didn't want him to be a plain dung beetle, so I went with the more beautiful, and intimidating type of dung beetle! And its sort of an iridescent green, like our bulky boi. (He also has a second pair of arms he keeps tucked between his armor plating for his safety, but he uses 'em when he needs extra leverage)

Ratchet: A Man-Faced Bug My friend insisted he'd be this kind of bug, and after looking it up, I agree. You can see his face in this bug and I love it. The runner up was a ladybug if you want to do anything with that. Drift: An Idolo mantis I wanted Drift to keep his sort of "intimidating with dexterity" vibes but add a bit more beauty to give that sweetness to his design you see in his character. An Idolo Mantis is that lovely mix of floral beauty and intimidating that I thought would fit perfectly for Drift.

Cyclonus: Spiky Flower Mantis Same deal with Cyclonus but more intimidating. I wanted him to look scary and powerful, but beautiful in an intimidating way, like how he is in the comics. Tailgate: Pill bug (Isopod) Round, sweet, adorable, and one of my favorite bugs. Very useful for the environment and durable, as well as huggable. I think it fits Tailgate pretty well.

ANNNNd finally...some doobles of Starscream cause im an addict.

#maccadam #transformers #hollow knight #crossover #fandom crossover #bugs #bug art #starscream #megatron #optimus prime #bumblebee #bulkhead #arcee #ratchet #transformers drift #cyclonus #tailgate #hollow knight art #hollowformers

[kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings]

HIHI! Im not really good at requesting things so I apologize in advance of this seems weird😭 odd request but!1!1 could you maybe do Rui with a s/o that’s a lunar moth demon? Like has the wings and antennas of said moth and stuff :)

Hiya Anon! (^○^) First off I want to thank you for requesting, especially something so fun!

Please don't apologize either, I'm more than happy to write your request ☆ If you have anymore please send them my way!

I just hope that i've done your request justice....

Also as I've written quite a bit I'm gonna stick these headcanons under a 'Keep Reading' line which I hope you don't mind.

Rui x Luna moth Demon S/O - Headcanons:

To Rui, you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen in his long life - Your just absolutely stunning!

Even before you both started a relationship – back when you first met each other, where you were injured + caught in his web and he was going to eat you 😊 – you held a ethereal beauty that soothed him yet made him yearn

…….he did threaten to eat you a lot at the beginning of your friendship, although now he threatens to eat you in a joking manner

Big beautiful pearlescent green wings that shimmer when you move – covered in a soft fuzz and a gentle dust – the crescent moons on your wings winking each time you move.

Your bottom wings have these beautiful twisting tails too which happen to trail on the floor alot so you have a tendency to stay above ground so they don't get damaged

Rui does help you keep them intact and healthy

Your antennae sit comfortably on your forehead just above your brows, resting on your head when not in proper use - as if your letting them relax

They happen to be as equally as soft as your wings, and feathered out elegant – the colour a mellow yellow, slightly dull in comparison to your wings

Of course Rui doesn’t touch your wings or antennae too much, he knows both are delicate – that and your sense of smell is incredibly sensitive due to your antennae…

Your eyes are stunning too, a beautiful shade of (E/C) that have the amazing ability to see everything around you in hyper detail

It just also happens that due to your amazing eyesight you happen to be a bit light sensitive…..

Although funnily enough, light is something that grabs your attention quickly? You just have to investigate it at all costs

Does that mean Rui has to constantly be vigilant for unusual light sources? Yes

Also your eyes glow – like a cat’s – when light is shone at them

Has this accidently scared members of the spider family? Yes! Have any of them learnt not to shine lights around so you don’t accident scare them? No

Honestly each and everyone of your features are beautiful to Rui

You differ so much to him and his spider qualities - although his eyes do the glowy thing too (which is terrifying! Why did spiders have to have the glowy eye things too?!)

Your method of hunting is fascinating too.

Completely different to his hunting.

Soft clicks leaving your throat in odd patterns to confuse your prey (and predator) as you lead them off on a wild + intoxicating dance before devouring them swiftly

Hiding away above in the forests canopy, your eyes that see all analyzing everything about your prey from the way they stand to the sound of their blood + heart rate

You can go months between eating - Lunar moths lack mouths completely and survive of off their own body fat - although you eat ALOT when you finally do need to eat which Rui happily provides for you

Your blood is also moth-like! Instead of a deep crimson its a deep and haunting blue - Although if you were to ever get injured to the point of shedding blood, Rui is personally hunting & killing the thing that harmed you down

Rui does like to spoil you

He always manages to find - or maybe make? - the finest fabrics and furs for you, everything is suited to your tastes and wants

The fur is always soft and warming due to your obsession with warmth and keeping it locked in your body

The flesh you consume is only ever hunted by his or your hand - Rui only ever does this for you

Your bestowed his love and affection for all of time

His small smiles and feather soft kisses - Cold lips brushing along the apple of your cheek in a sign of affection as you walk together with hands holding

Soft and gentle hands upon your face, appendages and body

Your the only one who he whispers compliments and praise too

The only one he'll ever shed tears for - In sadness, anger, lust and happiness etc.

You are his love

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer x reader #kny rui x reader #kimetsu no yaiba rui x reader #demon slayer rui x reader #rui x reader #anime x reader #x reader #rui #kny rui #kimetsu no yaiba rui #demon slayer rui

[leggerefiore]

Tarachoptera

cw: 18+ content, afab reader, egg preg, Slither Wing Emmet, pokehybrid au

why is all the smut I have been writing moth adjacent recently?

You shivered as the odd hybrid pinned you to your bed. His fuzz tickled your skin while his wings stretched out for a moment. Suddenly, why Volcarona were often remarked as appearing like the sun was apparent to you. A strange squeaking noise came from him as he tilted his head. His eyes were a lot more bug-like than most modern bug-type hybrids. They squinted as he observed your clothing with an obvious annoyance on his face. The sheer size of him made you a bit nervous.

“Hey,” you called out to catch his attention, “Are… you horny?” The gears in his head turned at your words. It was obvious, but he seriously was unsure of modern language. You wanted to both curse and thank whoever brought these prehistoric hybrids from the past. His hips ground against yours. A soft whine came from you. This was part of the reason you were going back and forth about these two. One was so extremely horny and stringent in his refusal to better learn about the world he found himself in. The other was a lot more manageable in comparison, however.

You decided to give the poor bug a hand and help strip away your layers. He immediately perked up at your actions and freed his grasp on your wrists. His long, scaly tail wagging slightly while his antennae twitched as more of your skin was exposed to him. A certain grin danced across his lips as ground against your bare crotch, with a slight moan escaping his throat. His fluff felt strange in such a sensitive place. This kept on until you felt something strange growing and pressing out from his crotch area. “Wh-what is that?” you asked. Emmet either understood this or the expression on your face, so he moved away from you to let you see.

From a hidden slit within his fluff appeared a thick and strange phallus that certainly reminded you of ovipositors, but there was just something so different about it and large. Much like the rest of him, everything just seemed too big. You had done some minor research into him and his brothers, and they appeared to be from the dinosaur era. Before you could further your inquiry into that thought, he rubbed the ovipositor against you and forced a moan from both of you.

It was warm; much hotter than you had expected. Maybe it was because it was sheathed inside him, or maybe the heat that Volcaronas have modernly started much longer than currently accepted. His hips humped against you for a moment, length pressing between your folds and rubbing against you distractingly. You felt your arousal grow hotter by the moment. His eyes closed as he seemingly focused on his pleasure for a moment. The way his wings pressed to him was oddly cute.

It was unbeknownst to you if he was trying to turn you on or simply had no clue what to do with his dick, so you decided to give him a hand. Gently pushing him away, you moved a hand between your legs to help ready yourself for his girthy offering. He tilted his head at your actions, but observed everything you did closely. As you parted your labia, you circled around your entrance for a second before pushing a finger inside. This was now partly a show, after all. Might as well entertain him. Maybe he will learn something, too.

You quickly had another finger join your first alongside a thumb to rub against your clit. The intensity from Emmet's gaze sent a shiver down your spine. His wings twitched as he watched you ready yourself for him. It was pretty embarrassing, but you managed to keep your cool despite the increase in blood flow in your body. Just as you felt you were about ready to take him, he suddenly grabbed your hand and pulled it out of the way.

His face leaned close to your pussy, causing you to jump with every heated breath that came from him. For a moment, Emmet just remained there. Then, his oddly long tongue poked out from his lips and he gave a tentative lick between your folds. A shudder came from you, as he swirled it around your clit for a moment before bringing it down to your entrance to press inside. His antennae moved excitedly as he let out a soft whine. You cried from the sudden pleasure he brought. It swirled around inside you, prodding you in ways a human tongue could simply never manage.

It pressed so well into sensitive areas that you reached a hand to pulled his face closer to you. This, however, made him pull back. The sudden action set him off, it seemed. Still, he gazed at you with a gleam around his mouth. He licked it away and carefully began to move over you. Again, he pressed you to the bed, restraining you. For a moment, you wondered if these were normal mating procedures for his species, but the thought was banished from your mind with his ovipositor pressing against you. Emmet now apparently grasped what he needed to do.

The bug hybrid positioned the head of his length to your entrance. There was nothing to be said, so with a quick glance at you, he began to push inside of you. You grasped the sheets as it speared you open. It was, without a doubt, bigger than anything you had ever hoped to take before. The stretch was surprisingly painless, but you still felt overwhelmed from the sheer sensation of it all. Laying limp for a moment, you watched as Emmet's eyes squeezed closed again. He had seemingly pressed all of his ovipositor that you could take into you.

“Nih-” the syllable was caught off by a whine, “Nihcee. Vehrrrry nice.” He managed. Those silver eyes suddenly locked onto yours as he laid against your body, fur tickling your skin. You felt flustered by his attempt at words. Had he actually been paying attention? You had no more time to think on it before he began to slowly pull out. Then, he thrust back in. You moaned. A giggle like noise came from him. The expression on his face did not reflect such a sound, however.

His hips soon fell into a fast and rough rutting, clearly showing how he leaned more feral than aware. His noises were an odd mix of squeaks and grunts, while you struggle not to whine and moan from it all. It hit you deep, pointed head hitting your cervix with each thrust. You desperately tried to meet his pace, feeling a heat beginning to coil in your stomach. It grew tighter as he brought one of his hands down to press between your folds. Emmet instantly took to rubbing your clit with his thumb. You felt so full and contented.

An expected kiss from him to your lips left you awestruck. The poking of his tongue against your lips left you completely at will to his wants. Its thin length explored around curiously before curling around your tongue. You cried into his mouth. A shiver shot down your spine as his fur brushed against your nipples, too. He fucked into you harder, forcing an unexpected orgasm from you.

The sound that came from him as your walls tightened around him could only be described as something feral. Recovery was impossible as he immediately set into rocking you harder against the mattress. You cried out, slowly being pushed into overstimulation. There was nothing to slow him down; the only thing on his mind was your heat swaddling around him. This veracity ripped another orgasm from you, but this still did not slow him down.

He kept going further, sending you into the madness of pleasure. You felt completely exhausted and out of your own mind when he finally came to an abrupt stop. Emmet held himself above you, wings and antennae shivering as a cry left his throat. The moment of respite was much appreciated… Until you remembered the next step for nearly all bug hybrids. A swelling formed at the base of his ovipositor and slowly descended, momentarily catching on your entrance. It pushed through, however, as your muscles had been thoroughly weakened by the constant fucking Emmet had wrought upon you for what must have been hours.

The egg travelled down and stopped dead against your cervix. The Slither Wing hybrid's face twisted with confusion. You tried to open your mouth, but he was quick to bring his hand back between your legs. A cry left you as tears burned your eyes. His thumb played with your clit perfectly. It seemed he was a faster learner than he let on. You came again, harshly, and he took the opportunity to push his ovipositor deeper into you. Any resistance was easily defeated by the prehistoric pokemon.

It was deposited inside you with ease and was accompanied by a liquid. Before you could even process it, another was making its way through the ovipositor. Its descent was easier than its predecessor as it rolled into and joined it. Your toes curled from the peculiar sensation. Emmet groaned as another travelled down, and then another. A fifth, sixth, seventh were quickly laid inside you, each around the size of a baseball. From what you had seen, these were much bigger than the modern eggs of most moth hybrids.

You came for the last time when the eighth, and final, egg landed inside of you. Shuddering, too, when a large amount of the heated liquid spewed inside as well. Emmet carefully removed his length from you, clearly focused on keeping his eggs inside of you. The hybrid carefully began to settle blankets, sheets, and clothing around you, ripping and tearing them to your distant annoyance. One blanket was draped over you as he worked to make his equivalent of a nest.

By the time he was finished, you were already drifting off. He settled next to you, curling around your smaller body with his fuzzy one, The smell of something musky hit your nose, but you nuzzled into him, enjoying the heat he gave. A yawn came from you as finally felt your consciousness fade, body completely tired out.

“Love you,” he cooed perfectly.

Suddenly, you were wide awake.

#emmet x reader #emmet/reader #nastystuff #smut #emmet.ima #pokehybrid au

[thewolfisawake]

The Abyssborn Part 7.5: Balmoral

The adapted being...is not something standard. As in it's not a typical creation and thus a bit to unpack. For the most part, the being is called 'The Devourer.' And no prizes for guessing what it does. It appearance wise is two major ways being that is seemingly comprised of this condensed swarm of 'insects,' much like how in cartoons swarms can take different forms to cause all this damage or what have you. The other is considered bestial, a large quadrupedal with it almost appearing that it is wreathed in these swarms. It has a maw more reminiscent of fantasy worms with teethy mouths or the ones with that split mouth. And it has claws that can sound deceptively soft. It also has more tentacle-like 'legs' that can sprout, with its ends looking more like sharpened appendages of say any insect you can name.

In terms of appearance, Balmoral suppresses much of any look that has to do with the Devourer. The most ever showing is that he has teef, as Kristen likes to call them, so sharper canines. Instead of like a snake as some might for vampires, it's a bit more like...the pincers of a spider. But there is an appearance if he ever 'devolved' towards it. Where the crystalline appearance of his true form is, it gets darker and has a wreathing sort of aura around it. He gains claws that are somewhat insectoid, somewhat exactly what you think of claws. And rather than or mixed with the hoarfrost, is what almost look like shadows crawling across his skin that on closer inspection look more like centipedes. And perfectly concealed until actually set upon is a more teethy maw. He does gain wings with one set more like a moth's wing and the other more like a dragonfly's (the layering I see being similar to beetles or ladybugs).

...Bal does not find this appearance pretty by any means and thus kinda just does not let it be seen and unless he was gone mentally, would likely be horrified and terrified of being seen in this state. But it is from the Devourer that he gains his 'd/sney princess' thing of communicating with insects. And that's what he'll say it is. But the truth is that is actually 'vermin' so the range is technically larger than what he states. However he usually sticks with moths because...well, they're the ones people find most palatable. It is actually because of this that he also has sensitivity in his hair. It's similar to the antennae (but no, it is not how he hears or communicates, he does still have ears and a voice after all).

As for what the Devourer does...well, it consumes. And it is able to consume anything. From physical deterrents like bone to poisonous sacs; to things normally used for fighting such as melee weapons and magic; to nonstandard things like divinity and energy; and can go all the way to consuming creation and creators alike. And it is not even for some huge endgame. It has all-encompassing need/want that the conclusion for solving is to consume. The one that Balmoral is adapted from could be considered more 'benevolent' than others. It is one that will cause calamity when awaken and is in 'a haze' when conscious. However it has an affection for the world it ended in and knowing that its active existence is detrimental, chooses to sleep instead.

And while Balmoral chooses to ignore it...there are parts of the Devourer that simply is in his being. The hunger is one of them and it is why he's noted as 'insatiable.' Food, drink, sex, knowledge, connection...all of it are means to keep himself sated. So he eats a lot, will look like he drinks to excess, has his reputation of a lover and seemingly always 'going for more.' The impulses for this hunger are like an incessant drone in his head and it annoys him greatly. However he's old enough to not process it as actual words and just a 'buzzing.' On the other hand Balmoral feels he has to do a part to keep the hunger in check because otherwise he'll act instinctually...which is normally very violent and lead to problems.

This is most prominent with sleeping with others. I will say, he is very much a typical fae that is very into sleeping with others normally. However it is also something of a need for him to see others. Mhoirbheinn is his lover but Balmoral cannot solely be with him because it puts Mhoirbheinn in danger. This danger comes from Balmoral's obsessive self that would lead to him fixating to a point of madness. Imagine those heart eyes sort of thing. And this madness stirs that Devourer part. Because in a sense, Balmoral's all-encompassing want is love. He's so in love with his partner that he wants nothing more than to have them wholly. He wants their everything completely. To be possessed and possess them fully. And again, the Devourer's answer to the want IS TO EAT THEM. So by not balancing his interaction and himself around his lover, Balmoral risks EATING him because he desires Mhoirbheinn THAT MUCH. (Is this my attempt to get Mhoirbheinn to understand that he is very much at risk? Maybe. Do I feel it is on deaf ears??? Unfortunately!)

Interestingly despite eating anything, there are preferences to the Devourer. It likes to eat dreams and 'fear' in a sense. Both instances, it's more of the creativity of individual and collective that comprise their dreams and how 'the imagination can create something far worse than described.' It likes these because it is something it inherently lacks. It sleeps but it cannot dream. It can incite fear but it cannot feel fear. So it experiences these through proxy of what is consumes. It also like destruction because of the unique sort of chaos that it causes and the unknown sort of mentality that will crop up during it.

Bal is a strangeness to the Devourer part because it is part to a whole...and the whole self is a being that can dream and feel fear and experience what it cannot. So it is actually pretty content with Balmoral's ignorance towards it because it passively experiences what normally is impossible for its being. Though it does lend itself to Balmoral's aversion to sleeping for long as dreaming is so very beautiful to it and is that part that wants to lull Bal to sleep for a very long time. He has stuff to do so he fights this urge a lot. And Balmoral channels his violence into when he has the chance. It's likely why he seems to do 'too much' for punishment or dealing in his enemies.

What makes the Devourer dangerous is sense of 'nullification' in that a lot of things do not seem to bother it. And in return...what it has consumed, it can do. So if it eats lightning, that motherfucker can belch lightning if it so pleased. So getting to 'bigger game' is a bad time for any place dealing with it. Basically the higher up in consumption it has been...the harder it is to kill it. But on the other hand with Balmoral, he doesn't show any of this aside from mentally adapting against those he's dealt with before.

As for weaknesses of the being...well, it is an existence that's hard to start to begin with. The Devourer's existence are ones that likely die very quickly and it is rare they excel at all. They consume so much and it isn't considered very efficient or effective. So they end up exhausting quickly and end up on some world to either die out or sleep. Sleep is actually a very effective thing against Balmoral. It's immeasurably pleasurable to a Devourer and bonus if you can concoct all sorts of dreams. Sleep-based curses and the like work a little too well on him and unless combated when it first strikes, it's gonna be a little to get him to rouse on his own. If even capable of that.

The other is from Balmoral's refusal to indulge this aspect of himself as often. Because of him not consuming 'bigger' and the like, Balmoral can't necessarily handle things a Devourer should. The bigger concepts...he can't straight up consume that. Maybe if he started indulging, he could but as it stands he can't. So in some sense it can take him out. He could also be overwhelmed by the Devourer's need to consume and take something his body cannot handle. Notably, something like this was the problem with the Corruption with him. It used the Devourer's instincts to further the Corruption with Balmoral, who is not able to just absorb the creation energy.

However, I will say as a caveat that Bal does have a passive sort of 'consumption' that makes radiating things like auras or divinity take longer to get to him. Like auras that cause fear and panic...it'd take longer to get to Bal simply because he has an aura that eats anything and when it gets filled (which it can), then Bal feels it. So it ends up being that Balmoral is either delayed in reaction or that he ends up in higher risk because he has to be hit with a higher dosage, which is gonna start fucking up him up faster and worse. 'Direct line' sort of effects such as gazing into the eyes, touch and the like do still work normally because there is nothing diffusing their effect in this case.

#{The Abyssborn} #oh man it's been a hot minute since I've done this #and for good reason #I've been dreading doing the adapted being's stuff #I still feel there's something I'm missing as always #but because it has now been brought up several time #I knew it has to be done #ugghhhhh #it's very l.ovecraftian #in that it probably can be terrifying #and that it's probably better if it remained asleep/dead

[starcrossedmoth]

Whisper Green (last image) and their six kiddos. Kind of decided that I actually kinda like the naming conventions of MLP apparently and now a lot of my dragons’ full names follow somewhat with that style of naming. Whisper’s family is definitely the main family following this naming convention for sure though. Some fun lore under the cut.

So Whisper’s family history is a little.. rough. They were abandoned/orphaned as an egg, taken in by a family of mostly ice wildclaws, and their older adoptive brother, who was born in earth instead of ice, is very very evil.

Long story short, they wind up parentless (again), taken in by evil older brother, become part of a group of equally evil dragons started by the older brother. Eventually they escape, and either take on numerous mates or steal numerous eggs (or maybe both) and end up as a single parent to six kids. Due to difficulties with incubation, all six kiddos do have some setbacks, but it doesn’t affect them much in the Spirit Emerald Clan. Moth is missing a set of crests, making it harder for her to communicate as easily with other faes, but her mood lights from her antennae are enough for her to convey emotions towards her family. Chestnut is extremely light-sensitive, and is effectively blind, only able to see the vague outlines of things in relatively dim light. Truth is selectively mute, and has had to learn to rely solely on her crests to communicate for the most part. Golden Green Corn, Cornchip for short, is the only non-fae in the family and is a bit sensitive about it. None of his siblings mind at all because they all fit snugly in his mane. Graphite is.. small, even for a fae, and because of this he’s got little guy syndrome where he picks fights with things big enough to punt him (mostly emperors that otherwise wouldn’t even notice him). Song is the oldest, with blatant skydancer heritage that she keeps hidden under the hat. She’s very in-tune with her siblings’ and maud’s emotions and can get extremely overwhelmed at times. She’s taken it upon herself to make Whisper’s life as stress-free as possible, as Whisper is aging faster than the average fae due to a life full of nothing but constant stress and anxiety (and symptoms of withdrawals that have to do with their history with their brother and his group’s diet).

#fr #lore dump #fae dragon #obelisk dragon #fr art

[total-fandom-tr45h]

Punk!Au Luna

So my brain is hyperfixated on @kaleidoscopek9's Punk Au, and in light of an ask I recently sent, I will be writing a little something.

So, to get my creative juices flowing, I wrote up a little bit about how I would imagine my darling oc Luna Moth fitting in with the punk boys.

Luna remembers nothing from before the rebranding memory wipe except that she has this weird feeling she should always be up in the air dangling from things. (This is because she was an aerial performance animatronic at the pizzaplex before the rebranding)

Her voice is like a mix between Joan Jett and Taylor Momsen, and she wears the same style as Joan Jett.

Luna is a backup vocalist and guitarist

She tries hard not to outshine her fellow guitarist (aka Moon), and has a friendly 'rivalry' with him at some point in time

Tiffs between the two are settled by "riff-offs", judged by Sun

Luna ends up being really good friends with the two (and possibly more if I decide to go there in the future lmao)

Her synthetic hair is super soft, as is her collar of fluff. Once Moon finds out how soft these spots are and gets the (metaphorical) balls to ask if he can touch, she would let him play with her hair/collar whenever he wanted to.

Luna would ADORE all of Sun's little plants, and could often be found talking to them if she was having a rough day.

Though she wouldnt be any good at writing music itself, she would be one hell of a lyricist.

Whether she got her own bus or not, whatever area she had would be decked out with fairy lights and sparkly or shiny objects, specifically prisms, suncatchers, and stuff like that.

Her wings were shredded at the bottom to make them fit more into the punk aesthetic, and that really upsets her so she keeps them folded into their slots on her back unless performing.

Luna is an absolute goof around people she is comfortable with, and is very touchy. Once she is told someone is okay with physical contact, she will find every chance she can to hug them

As much of a dork as she is, she can be very protective of the ones she cares about, and will not stand for any kind of bullying or harassment. I would imagine this would get her in trouble with management a LOT.

Luna would LOVE to help Sun play pranks, and would cackle hysterically whenever one was pulled on her before retaliating with her own.

Luna's antenna are soft, but incredibly sensitive. They are a no touch zone, no matter how close a person is. (This applies to normal Luna, I just felt I should include it here)

Sometimes while performing her LED screen eyes will display symbols relating to the lyrics of a song or the emotion behind those lyrics, and offstage they react normally, showing goofy little symbols to portray her emotions or an action (like using the internet in her head)

Luna loves to interact with what few fans she has, always happy to sign autographs and whatnot.

More will probably be added as I think of it, so stay tuned if you care lmao

#punk! sun and moon #punk au #My oc #Oc insert #Sorry for the @ K9 I just wanted to make sure you got credit #ghosti rambles

[a-very-tired-raven]

I now like the concept of owls and moths smashed together. So

HEHEHEHEHEHEHEGEHGEGE *does a little dance*

So! Heres a link explaining a handful of things: LINK

Now! Lets get talkin!!!

The name 'Kurri(pronounced 'cure eye'), comes from a word of old monster language 'Kurriis'(pronounced as 'curious, which also holds the same meaning)

Personalities: personality wise, Kuriis live up to their name origins, and are very curious, and smart monsters. They also tend to be very kind, and gentle, and a good chunck tend to be adventurous and playful.

While a good percent are quite wise or introverted, this doesnt apply to all of them, with there being a good amount of adventurous and extroverted Kuriis, a good chunck being ambverts as well

Psychical Description:

Coat pattern wise, Kuriis dont come in very many colors, those being White, Black, Grey, And brown. This changes with females though, whos palates are slightly altered

A Brown females coat is actually a more reddish brown

Black tends to be a more charcoal color with grey specks or streaks

White almost always has a grey tint(with some rare cases having a soft rosy pink tint to the edges of furr and feathers)

And grey has black specks

Moving on from coat colors, all Kuriis have two moth like grippers/limbs on the back of their shoulders, which can hold and grab a certain amout of thing. All have black moth fuzz.

All Kurii have a heart shaped pattern arpund their face(see the drawing i did of ace), but some rare cases have an upside down heart, or soul shape(see the main kurii of reference in the post linked above). Because of this, Kuriis are widly respected in the monster community, and hold a symbol of wisdom and luck!!!

And while Kuriis seem to have sharp claws, they are very gentle and can handle them no problem, due to them being nervous to hurt someone. Very graceful with how they handle things

Facial descriptions: Really this is here so i can talk about their eyes. While kuriis have seemingly expressionless and animal like eyes(TBH style), they are actually very expressive. Despite having no viable pupils, they can move their eyes very well, being able to squint and make various expressons, such as suspicion, anger, sadnessz shock, etc.

Neutral expresson is squinted.

Antennae: All Kurii have antennae, which are VERY sensitive. They hse them to silently communicate with eachother, and express themselves. There are two types

The more common, more moth like that are quite thin, and the uncommon, thick, and almost feather like type.

Clothing and fashion:

While most males tend to not where shirts, and usually stick to overalls or connect overall straps to their pants, Wrapped clothing is very popular.

Females tend to have more cute, woodland like clothing(which includes overalls)

Fashion wise, its VERY popular to have a single braid on the side of your head if you're a Kurii. Before you ask, yes theres gender differences with this as well.

Females tend to make their braids rather short, and its not uncommon with tuem to have two on one side with one being long and the other short.

While its a bit uncommon for males to have two, its not unheard of, though most males have rather long braids(see Ace once more), or to even have feathers embetted in them

Kuriis also love using clips on their fuzz!!!

Though they dont really wear shoes lol. They do however like using ankle and leg accessories. Because of this, you can find clothes that are made like fingerless gloves, but for their legs and feet, in stores that are designed specifically for them.

Other facts:

A kuriis neck can extend to up to six feet, making these already tall monsters, even bigger!!! Their necks come in use to reach or see higher places, and to Express themselves

Yes, they can fly despute their weight. But it does come to play. Because of just how big they are, most get tired after flying for 20 minutes, with the absolutely max for a Kurii is 35mins before needing a break. Despite this, because of their massive wings, they cover a lot of ground, so flying time isnt too much of a worry.

Like moths, they LOVE lights. You might be having a normal conversation with your furry pal, and wonder why theyve stopped mid sentence, only to look up at them staring directly at a light.

Light looks incredibly pretty to them, and recent monster studies show they improve a kuriis mood and make them feel quite well. Because of this, the sun does no harm to their eyes, so no need to worry about your owl pal staring a hole into the sun

While Kuriis are naturally nocturnal, a large chunck still stays active in the day.

Kuriis get along GREAT with spider monsters

I THINK THATS ALL?? Unless you want to talk about baby/ juvenile Kuriis

#edgyanswers #jukebox.chatter #my amazing funny mutuals #wuilll! #i really just spent 30 minutes typing about a fictional owl moth species i made up

[projectgalaxyfae]

Life Cycle & Ageing - Pixiula Biology

Life Span:

The average life span of a Pixiula is about 150 years, with the age of full maturity for a Pixiula being 20 years old, while a Pixiula will be considered a elderly or old person at about 120 years old.

Egg Development & Pregnancy:

For Pixiula pregnancy is only one part of egg development, with a Pixiula only being “pregnant” for 4 months before they would "birth" to 2 eggs, in witch the babies would continue development in the laid eggs.

The Egg would have a soft shell when laid but would swell in size then harden in a few hours, from the day the egg is laid it takes about 8 more mouths until it hatches with a newly born baby.

When a Pixiula gets pregnant and eventually lays it's eggs, that respective Pixiula can not get pregnant aging until about one and a half year later. this developed as a way for the body to recover in-between children.

Babies:

Notably Pixiula normally have 2 children at once, with them commonly having twins, and it is mainly with fraternal (non-identical) twins with identical twins being on the much rarer end.

Pixiula are born with out any type of hair, no visible plumage nubs, no back markings, shorter antennae, and no reproductive organs + genitalia, and there skin is a pale white color with a very mild undertone of the color they would develop as they grow.

As a baby Pixiula can walk within a few days of being born, with hand and tail related motor silks starting to develop within a moth of birth, and finally starting to pick up on bit of language at 4 mouths after birth.

Child development:

As a Pixiula grows thay will go into developmental metamorphosis a few different times of there life, a Pixiula will enter there first developmental metamorphosis at about age 2 with the most notable changes are: Development of hair, body fur, and the underlying color of the body becoming more noticeable.

The next developmental  metamorphosis happens at age 8 with the young Pixiula now developing back markings, longer antennae, and once again the skin tone becoming closer to that of there adult skin color.

Teen-hood & adulthood:

A Pixiula will start to enter there form of teen-hood at age 14 after they go through developmental metamorphosis for a 3 time of their life, After this metamorphosis the Pixiula will now have visible Plumage Nubs, the ability develop Plumage, and the darkening of the skin tone around there head, ears, lower arms, lower legs, & tail end.

Pixiula will be considered an adult after there final developmental metamorphosis witch they have at age 20, with the main changes of this metamorphosis being the development of there Reproductive Organs, genitalia, and the final color shift to there skin tone.

To note that even after there final developmental metamorphosis Pixiula will go trough a recovery metamorphosis every 5 years, with any smaller injuries and scars being fully heald, also a Pixiula skin and fur coloration will continues to darken but the shift is only notable after every few metamorphosis or 15 years or so.

Elderly & Late Life:

The main change that comes from late adulthood is Old Age Infertility witch effects all Pixiula regardless of what kind of Reorlductive Organs one have. Old Age Infertility Usually kicks in around the age of 70 and is one of the first signs that one is becoming elderly.

The main key sign that Old Age Infertility is kicking in is Plugmage taking longer to regrow and eventually will not re-grow all together.

Other things that may set in as a Pixiula becomes old are: Tone Deafness, mild Light Sensitivity, Decreases in Tail Dexterity, Over all Decrease in Strength, Need for more sleep, Temperature sensitivity & hair turning gray, white or even sliver.

Death & Death Ceremonies:

Pixiula are a long lived species but they are still beholden to death, The main 5 causes of death are: Being killed by large wild animals, Extreme Weather (including Blizzards, Sandstorms, & Heatwaves), Natural Distastes (including Wildfires, Earthquakes, & Tsunamis), Fighting / Combat / War, and old age.

Regardless of how one dies, a death ceremonies is held for them thought what the ceremonies included is very much dependent on ones own cultural background. Generally a death ceremonies induces a gathering of family, and closes friends, with small gifts from the living placed onto the deceased by a priest before the bodies is ether buried, mummified and then buried or cremated with the gifts.

after the burial it is stranded to hold a short party that is typically done up with the preferences of the deceased as a final good buy to them, and then those who are close to the deceased will receive a kind of spiritual charm from the earlier mentioned priest as a memento for the deceased person.

Pixiula Contents page / Index    

Updated - 24th March 2024

#Pixiula #Pixiula Design #Pixiula notes #Pixiula biology #Pixiula species #original species #my species #new species #fictional species #fantasy species #sci-fi species #species concept #species info #species lore

[astral-glass]

Continued Gay Bug au, featuring their scale and fluffiness reference, their special toe beans, Spy’s ‘death’s head’, and some feeler + antennae nuzzles (which are just playful kisses eheh)

omg these bugs r so gay...good for them, good for them

#tf2 #tf2 engie #tf2 spy #engiespy #napoleon complex #practical espionage #Astral's art #tf2 engineer #utter joy #take this fluff and run honeys #dell is...so fucking fluffy...he's all fuzz #and they have lil bug feetz bc I didn't want to draw shoes and got brilliant #yes engie has only one hand he has the BUZZslinger #spy's skull is very well kept and very eerie...and hot if ur a lil bee #antennae nuzzles are like Bug Kisses 2 #it's just a general way of displaying physical affection and is common amongst bees (not as much moths) #so moth antennae are...a bit sensitive ;) #and engie is a dick #bug au #tf2 bugs #tf2 bug au #moth spy #engiebee

[sugarakis-p2]

Shigaraki's New Mate Ch3

Art by: Venranae

BTW: if you are an artist and you notice I have artwork of yours, let me know and I'll either take it off or give you credit, whichever you pefer.

Moth Shigaraki mates with you, roughly.

This was my very first Shiggymothy and I promised to get it here asap, since I promised myself to get five full chapters for five days out, and the Dabi short doesn't count. I was exclusive to AO3 for a long time, but there is enough of me to share.

Warning: Knotting, licking, rough, and fainting

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

“Wait,” You breathe softly. He’s too large and the idea of him shoving his throbbing member in you fills you with dread. Still remembering the look of horror in the girl’s eyes when he tried. Your older sister Maude told you about sex and mating, her advice in these matters is beyond wise.

You lick your too middle fingers and run them down between your legs, parting your wetted folds to circle your clit. The monster's nostrils flare as he rises to see what you are doing. Your pulse quickens and heat rises to your face in shame. He is enthralled with wide-eyed wonder as he watches your fingers dart in your slit to coat your fingers and rub your clit.

You squeal as he lifts your legs to his shoulders to get a closer look, for the first time you notice that his fingers have sharp black claws that are pricking your skin. You can see flecks of blood in the cuticles and try not to think how you sucked on them earlier. You close your eyes to focus on catching your orgasm, Maude said that was key to taking any man, getting yours first.

His antennae dancing over your hand and pelvis. All the other girls smelled of fear and that hideous weed that made him itch. You smell of warmth and arousal. None of the other males would come near him. He had a propensity to get irritated and kill them, their dust made him itch, so he never knew how to bring a human female into heat.

You're panting now as your digits work your juicy cunt. He has to have a taste of your nectar. His remarkably long tongue snakes out to savor your hole. You jerk at the new sensation of his wet tongue.

Your eyes shoot open in time to see his tongue plunge into your pussy, making you writhe and moan. His four fingers holding you steady as his tongue twists like a tentacle in your core. Pleasure is quickly building as eats and licks you like a starved man. He’s keening now as his wings flap; your inner walls are tightening, and your flavor is becoming sweeter.

He watches with delight as you clutch at the pillows, your back arching to him, your face twisted in pain. You scream as you cum on his tongue, he can feel your spasm, your sweet nub, and entrance pulsating as you drench his tongue in your honey. He could live off of just you.

Panting, you go limp in his grip, his dick aches painfully to be buried in you and he won’t wait any longer. Licking the last of you off his lips he moves to flip you, but you stop him by wrapping your legs around his waist. His hips buck of their own desire.

The head of his heavy cock slicking with the mix of his precum and your essence. He can’t hold back any longer, he is already past his limits with patience, he grips your waist and sinks into your waiting folds. You grit your teeth and push back on him, struggling to take as much of him as possible, you grab a small pillow to bit down on. He snatches the pillow away and embraces you, pushing your mouth to his collarbone, fingers tangled in your hair.

“Bite here,” he orders as he continues to engulf himself in your tight pussy. Growling and grunting he bottoms out, the tip of his cock pressed firmly against your cervix, causing a twinge of pain. He stops to let you adjust and to praise his mate.

“Good mate take all. So, tight. Bite here, claw here, can’t hurt,” he coos in your ear. All you can do is moan and hold onto him. His thrusts start slow and gentle. Stroking over the sensitive spots of your walls. Pulling out halfway to work himself back in.

You are clinging to him as he pounds himself violently into your tightness. Your teeth and nails are digging into him, his blood is invading your senses making you dizzy. He can feel you tightening and getting wetter around him.

Arching your back you scream, pushing at him, he is pressing and flapping his wings into you so hard he’s leaving you breathless. Your entire body is tightening around him as you have the most intense orgasm of your life.

“No,” he hisses.

“Take knot first, cum on knot.” Your mind is reeling, knot, what not? Then you feel it, he growls as he shoves deeper, the base of his cock expanding and stretching you to your limits. He stops as your pussy grips him like a vice, preventing him from thrusting. Shigaraki is laughing in pure delight, he has such a sweet mate that has taken his knot.

“Good mate,” He coos, but you can’t hear him, you fainted from the pleasure and pain. Still pulsating and spasming he continues to thrust, chasing his own orgasm. Your limp body rocking in rhythm with him. Even in your state, you are panting in unison with him. He takes the opportunity to suck on your chest.

Taking the pert nipples into his mouth, he is dismayed he can’t get milk from them yet, no matter how hard he sucks. You moan and whimper as he pulls you into a mating press, he growls and hisses over the flapping buzz of his wings.

He is spilling his seed into your womb, his cock and knot throbbing as he pumps his cum deeper in you. He is a wheezing mess over your unconscious body. He is licking your sweat, determined to taste every part of you. His sweet mate has survived the night. As dawn rises it’s time to sleep for Mothmen.

He rolls you over onto the side with him, limbs entangled, as his knot is firmly planted in you. He is happy, he has only ever been this way when he was destroying. I destroyed that pussy; he thinks as he chortles to himself. Holding you, he whispers sweet nothing to you as both fall asleep.

“Mine, all mine. Tomura will kill all others. None can have. No other can touch. Mine.”

All Knights and days must die-sequel to Shigaraki's new mate.

#moth shigaraki #smut #tomura smut #shigaraki tomura #lemon #motharaki #mothman shigaraki #my hero academia shigaraki #boku no hero academia tomura #mothura #spicy content #spicy #monster shigaraki #shigaraki x you #shigaraki fanfiction #tomura shiragaki #tomura shigaraki #bnha shigaraki #shiggy #yandere shigaraki #boku no hero academia shigaraki

[thepoisonjackal]

SILKWINGS [Rainwings] [Icewings] [Mudwings] [Seawings] [Nightwings] [Skywings] [Sandwings] [Hivewings] [Leafwings]

Sorry it took so long, but the Silkwings are here! Headcanons below.

BODY Silkwings are small and thin dragons, with a kind of catlike look to them. They have a long neck, deep chest, and a really long, semi-prehensile tail. They also have paws because why not. Generally, they have whiskers on their cheeks, chin, and elbows, but they can also show up on the thighs, ankles, and back. All of these, including the antennae, are pretty sensitive, but the antennae are the most sensitive. Silkwings are not known for their strength or their weapons - their horns and claws are small, their scales are soft, and their teeth are like little pegs. They tend to be pretty expressive, with their long ears and big eyes. WINGS Silkwing wings are pretty rigid and relatively quite small. They do not have four wings - the fingers and arm of the base wing are just spread out differently. The 'arm' is pretty short while the fingers branch off. I made them this way because evolution does not usually result in new limb formation. The wings flap fast and often, and they aren't really known for doing well over long distances. They're really good at zipping around and making sharp corners, though.

COLORS Silkwings can pretty much be any color besides black. In my personal theory, Clearsight only mated with a few beetlewings, and those beetlewings that appeared with black scales started to close themselves off from non-black beetlewings because "We look more like Clearsight, so therefore we are above you" and that's how the hivewings split off. Other than that, there really are no hard and fast patterns for Silkwings, they just appear in any pattern and color under the sun.

SILK While inactive, the silk gland is a dark, triangle shape on the wrist. They use spidroins, like spiders do, to make different textures and properties for their silk (tensile strength, stickiness, etc.) Flamesilk is still confusing me, because silkwings wouldn't have gotten any fire abilities from Clearsight. I have an idea that the "flame" is actually acid that burns and glows like fire, but I don't even know if that's possible, so flamesilk is still a mystery. Same properties as regular silk though, and flamesilks do not get burned by their own silk (so... acid resistance?)

COCOONS A lot of silkwings will eat a lot to prepare to go into their cocoon. In addition to the cocoon itself, the silkwing will anchor the cocoon to the ground so it does not roll. This anchoring silk is extremely sticky and it is very hard to move a cocoon from its resting place -- it's easier to remove the floor beneath it and move it that way. Like an egg, the closer to coming out of the cocoon the silkwing is, the easier you can see inside of the cocoon and see the dragon inside. The rapid metamorphosis will also make the silkwing grow their whiskers out much longer, and it will activate the silk glands. After the metamorphosis, it's pretty common to eat the cocoon, to gain all that energy back that you lost. Or go out to dinner.

EGGS AND YOUNG Silkwing eggs are milky white to slight yellow in color, and they have a slight sticky quality to them. Eggs in the same clutch will stick to each other like snake eggs do. Newborns do not have whiskers anywhere except their antennae. They're quite small and lanky, with big ol’ ears and little horn nubs. Silkwings around 6, close to their metamorphosis, look a little more "teen" like, since they haven't grown out their whiskers fully. Their wings will start to uncurl and show their color.

TAILS Not much to say - I was going to make two tails a recessive trait but I settled on different tail varieties. The fancier the tail, the more likely a Hivewing is going to choose you to be a servant or a display dragon. Petal is very rare and sought after by Hivewings looking for fancy silkwings to show off.

RECESSIVE TRAITS Swallowtail wings - shows up quite a bit, sometimes it can impact flying if they're too long. Feathering - Made of silk growing out of control on the body. Beetlenosed - A "privative" gene that causes some beetlewing traits to show through, mainly the nose. Cinnabar has this. Most dragons don't like it since it makes the silkwing look like a hivewing. Moth - excess whiskers growing on the body.

#silkwing #wof #wings of fire #wof headcanons #silkwing wof #silkwing wings of fire #wings of fire headcanons #wof fanart #wings of fire fanart

[bluecookies02]

moth!shigaraki x f!reader-NSFW

another lovely commission for @sinclairsamess they do be giving me the horny regularly 😌👌

link for my ko-fi is in the bio so if you feel like it, you can drop by or just dm me for info/ideas/prices

warnings: breeding, creampie, implied impregnation, needy shiggy🥺

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He doesn't know how to stop it, pumping load after load into his own fist, crying out your name as he whimpers in agony.

He won't admit it but he humped your pillows, ruined your clothes, came in his own pants, yet he still couldn't stop his cock from twitching and throbbing all over again each time he busted to the image of you in his head.

If only he had the strength to pick himself up and go to your place, just break the window open and latch onto your tits as he grinds his dick against your pussy.

Every muscle in his body is urging him to move, but he just simply can't, the need to empty his cock over and over again making it almost impossible to even stand up, his wings weak and trembling each time he tries to sit up.

Maybe you weren't even home, you didn't pick up his calls or answered his texts, probably not even bothering to open countless voice messages he left in his hurried and desperate state.

He can even vividly see you in the doorway, scolding him and belittling him as he coats his chest in his cum, the mare second of relief washing over him as he looks around the room only to find it empty.

Yet he can hear the soft clacking of boots climbing up the stairs, the pacing of them perfectly familiar, and the smell and taste of you already embedded on his tongue as you near the door.

Fuck, if you open that door he knows he won't be able to stop himself, knows how much he needs your tight little cunt squeezing around him and he's already rushing to greet you before you open the door.

You open it with a gentle smile plastered over your face, his naked form making him vulnerable, his muscles flexing and his wings flapping excitedly as he tries not to pounce on you.

"Hi sweetheart, you go-"

"Pleasee!" his desperate cry reaches your ears, your arms grabbing ahold of his face and pushing your lips against his, your tongue delving into his mouth as your hips grind against his, the sticky liquid staining your skirt.

You listened over every single voicemail he left, your hands moving to unclasp the front of your bra.

Shigaraki's hands already hiking your shirt up and latching onto your tits, humping your leg as he pulls at the bud between his teeth, soothing it with his tongue as you push his face against you.

Lacing your fingers through his messy hair, you let out small whimpers and moans, coaxing him into letting go and having his way with you.

"Go ahead baby, take whatever you need from me. I'm yours..."

his hands rushed all over your body as soon as you said the words, his antennas tickling your face as he hungrily nibbled at your skin.

God how much you adored him, how bad you craved to have him stuff you full, the desire to make him feel good and loved clouding your mind.

One pair of his strong arms lifted you off the ground, wrapping your legs around his back as he pushed you against a wall.

At this point you couldn't understand his incoherent mumbles, your own language becoming foreign to him as he pushed your panties to the side, your skirt held up by another pair of hands.

He looked at you for the last time before sinking his cock into your cunt, your throat closing up as you winced in pain.

His lips ghosted over your cheeks, leaving small pecks as he urged himself not to move yet.

Your walls accommodated to him, a feeling of greed and painful arousal overpowering you.

You don't know how or why, but you ended up trying to sink yourself down onto him, his tip pushing against your cervix as you swallowed him up.

You could feel the ridges of his cock molding your sex into his own shape, your walls clamping down on him, barely letting him move.

A sudden wave of shame hits him when he feels his cock spasm, pumping his seed into you before he even had the chance to fuck you properly.

His head moves to the crook of your neck, a series of small sniffles snapping your attention back to your lover, your mind hazy from the intoxicating burn of his hot cum.

He thinks the ground will swallow him up when he feels your burning lips pressing against the shell of his ear.

His arms tightened around you, trapping you against him like he was scared that you would run away.

You wrap your hands around his shoulders reassuringly, wiggling your hips as you feel the sticky liquid threaten to spill out.

One of his hands goes to your hole, collecting the few drops that dripped down his stiff length, smearing it over your puffy clit in an attempt to please you.

"Fuck Tenko...I know you have more of that for me, I need every single drop baby..." you beg, trailing a hand down to the junction of his wings, tugging at them as his cock slowly slides out of you, his cum dripping onto his cock and pooling around his shaft.

"That's right baby, fuck it into me, gonna breed me nice and good? Can you do that for me?" you coo, sliding his cock between your lips before trying to push it against your tight hole.

You hear him take in a large gulp of breath, blinking away the tears that stung his red eyes.

His hands hold onto you tightly, slowly guiding you onto his length, his eyes now glued to the way your pussy stretches open for his cock. Your creamy pussy swallowed him up so perfectly, making it so easy to just ram into you.

His attention was snapped back up to your face when you mumbled a soft and breathless "right there" before leaning your head against the wall, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as spit smeared over the corner of your mouth.

There was something erotic in the way he could manhandle you, delving into you with great force as he practically used you as a flashlight, your shaky voice filling his ears as you moaned his name over and over again.

You could feel the pressure of one of his hands dipping between your folds, pressing only lightly as he buried his head into your breasts, gliding his tongue across your skin before latching onto your rosy bud.

Your nails dug into his shoulders once he bit down, growling against you when you felt his cock twitch again, your pussy clamping down on him while you bite your lip, chasing his fingers ghosting over your clit, so desperately wanting to cum with him.

The knot in your tummy snaps, white clouding your mind as you dizzily bump your forehead with his, looking at his blissed-out face with adoration.

You cling to him still, knowing that your legs have gone numb from clutching around him this whole time, refusing to move when he tries to let you down.

He smiles lovingly, his own knees trembling a bit before he places you on the bed, kissing your cheek and settling his head between your legs.

"What are you-?" you mumble, tiredly placing your hand over his head as he dives face first into your heat, lapping up at your sensitive hole and gulping down your release, his tongue going across your slick covered thighs.

He tastes his own tangy seed on his buds, pushing the slowly seeping liquid back into you with his fingers, mumbling a soft "momma" against your skin.

You blush at the thought, pulling him up and placing his head against your chest, chuckling when his fingers dive into your pussy, lazily playing with it as he leaves open mouth kisses along your breasts, his thick length poking your leg.

You look at his red cheeks, his eyes "innocently" peering at you.

Who were you to deny him?

leave a comment, reblog, like...i love affection 🥺 gimmie, it don't have to be nice, spit in my face, call me a bitch, tnx.

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#shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x reader lemon #shigaraki x you #villan x reader #bnha #mha #mha fanfiction #shigaraki tomura #tomura x reader #shigaraki tomura x reader #shigaraki tenko #moth shigaraki

[undead-merman]

Can you do mothman Belphie hc.

I can.

🦋Mothman Belphegor🦋 GN- Reader SFW

Appearance

Starting from his head he has large feathered antennae placed farther back on his scalp trailing back behind him but can perk up straight. They look soft and delicate. Both of them are a dark and deep purple, almost black.

His eyes are a solid black but have bright purple pupils which grow and shrink on his mood and can grow quite big if he’s excited. His eyelashes are long and give a feathered look to his face.

In his mouth he has a foot long proboscis with nasty spikes at the tip which he can use to drink juice out of fruits by piercing the skin, or drink blood through piercing the skin of animals. It’s thin so when it curls back into his mouth it doesn’t take up much space and acts like a normal tongue.

He has an extra set of arms just below the first and each of his hands are insectoid only having two fingers and a thumb, while his feet just simply have the two toes. His whole body is also covered in black fuzz which plumes up on his neck, wrists and hands, and legs and feet. It’s extremely soft and thick for insulation. It doesn’t collect dirt and prevents him from getting stuck.

His wings are massive; spanning ten feet wide. They're black and speckled with the same bright purple as his eyes with his hindwings having false eyes.

Nocturnal Living

He sleeps soundly during the day either high up in the tree canopy, hugging the tree from beneath as he rests or on the ceiling just splayed out like he was laying in a bed. When night comes he slowly wakes up and stretches his wings, shaking them to get the blood flowing back into them again.

He’s much too lazy to hunt and prefers to just scavenge, finding fruit to drink the juice out of, though he doesn’t mind finding a weak or sick animal to feast on the blood of. He likes both and doesn’t have a preference. Though he does like human livestock since a lot of them are pretty docile compared to wild animals, though he does watch out for some of the feisty ones after encountering a nasty little donkey who bit and kicked at him while he was picking up a chicken.

He can fly extremely fast, so fast to the point he becomes just a blur to most but he doesn’t most nights, he still moves quite fast when flying since he is just naturally speedy. He uses it to mostly mess with humans chuckling when they scatter about looking for what passed by.

He doesn’t really care who finds him since he knows a lot of humans nowadays are skeptical of the supernatural which is how you found him. He just stared down at you and just moved back to sleeping, complaining if you shined a flashlight on him.

Spending time with you

He simply just didn’t care for your presence at first, just brushing by you and ignoring any time you tried to talk to him just going about his routine, though repeated visits does peak his curiosity. He’s confused as to why you visit him so much but the answer doesn’t matter. He learns to enjoy your company after a while.

He does play tricks on you when coming to see him, popping down from the ceiling to scare you or dumping a pile of dry leaves on you. All of them are harmless just to shock you but the way he snickers at you can be irritating or cute.

He’ll often grab you and pull you up high so you lay on him as he naps like a sloth. He’s a huge cuddler and once he pulls you up there’s not a chance he’s letting you go once he has his hands on you.

At night he may follow you around reversing the roles you had before, as long as it’s not crowded. He may help you with certain things so long as you bribe him. He’s easy to bribe however, a few pieces of fruit or promised napping with him is enough.

Misc stuff

He claims he doesn’t care for light like smaller moths do, and it seems true when he’s trying to sleep and complains about lights, crawling away from them. But during the nights he silently follows any lights he finds.

He has extremely sensitive antenne and often grabs you if you touch them and demands revenge for teasing him.

#obey me #obey me belphegor #obey me monster headcanons #belphegor x reader

[leggerefiore]

Could I get more of your Slither wing twins au? Im obsessed and I live this au so much

more cavemen bug boy scenarios

cw: Slither Wing hybrid twins, poly (Ingo/Reader, Emmet/Reader), assorted scenarios, cavemen bugs essentially

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You were obsessed with a feature of the Slither Wing hybrids. Emmet stood up threateningly, sure, but your attention remained on a certain feature of the bug. A hand carefully reached out for the fur that covered his body. He was so soft and fluffy and neat that you had fallen hard for the moth hybrid. His wings may not be able to lift him into the air, but they sure complimented his body.

You felt the softness of his fur. Emmet let out a purring sound as you rubbed the area eagerly. More noises came from him as your other hand joined in before you altogether decided to just bury your face into it. The fuzz tickled you and a bit of musk stung your nose, but you felt at ease in his fluff. Emmet's arms came around you as he gave more contented noises at the affection.

Everything soon led to you laying on top of him while enjoying his fur eagerly. The prehistoric was obviously more than happy to indulge your obsession with his fur.

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Ingo jumped when you reached a curious hand up to touch his antennae. His eyes were wide and his wings were tensed. You tilted your head and retracted your hand. He scuttled back towards you with a whimpering noise.

“Sorry, big guy,” you cooed at him softly, “Are they sensitive?” He nodded and sat down beside you. That made sense, you realised. You always got so caught up in how much they look like horns, you forget they're actually used for sensing things.  You could only imagine how uncomfortable that would have been if you had actually grasped it.

Instead, you cupped his face and nuzzled your nose against his. With a sweet peck to his lips, you smiled at him. “I forget you really are just a moth sometimes,” you spoke carefully, “I did watch you fly into that crystal yesterday because of how it sparkled.” He grew flustered and averted his gaze from yours.

A new idea crossed your mind, however. Reaching a free hand behind him, you felt the thin, fleshy texture of his wing. Once again, he jumped back.

It was time for another apology.

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You felt terrified as the prehistoric dragon type gazed at you. An exploration into a certain cave in the crater had revealed another ancient pokemon. The issue? It clearly did not want you in its den. A loud cry came from it as it readied a flamethrower. You waited for the worst to come, but it never did. Opening your eyes, you saw the dragon backing away as two Slither Wing hybrids stood, looking more akin to cotton balls than moths.

Despite the obvious typing advantage the move would have over you, the dragon seemed horrified by them. A growl came from Emmet's throat as hit the dragon hard in quick succession. Ingo quickly took you into his arms as he dragged you away and out of the cavern. Once you both seemed to be a safe distance away, he dropped you to the ground and nuzzled his cheek against yours while making cooing sounds. You hugged him softly and sobbed tears of relief.

Steps echoed out of the cave as Emmet left. He crept towards you two and purred while pulling you into an embrace. You felt safe with both of them around and allowed yourself a moment to relax and decompress with them. As you three left to head back to their nest, you felt Ingo tug your hand.

“No go,” he said seriously, trying to communicate to you in your language, “Bad.” You nodded at him. He returned the gesture and pressed a kiss to your cheek. You giggled.

“Thank you both for saving me,” you gave each twin a sweet kiss of your own, “You really saved me.” Judging by the bright grin from Emmet and the upbeat noises from Ingo, you felt they were happy to have helped.

#ingo x reader #emmet x reader #ingo x reader x emmet #ingo/reader #emmet/reader #ingo/reader/emmet #pokehybrid au

[xdollydoodlesx]

*cackles* I have done it, I have created another Poppy Playtime OC! Behold my latest creation

Believe it or not they are a dude but were showcased as otherwise which was not fun for them, they tore the cute dress they always wear in rebellion.

Used to have a different name (which they despise) but now goes by Cabreado (literally the word pissed in spanish lol)

They are 2”6’ tall, a fusion of a fennec fox, a raccoon, and those pink n yellow moths.

May be small but will slap anyone who pisses them off regardless of size of strength, their tails wag when especially mad… don’t call them cute.

Can’t stand messes and will chase you down if ur dirty, tho if you don’t struggle it can be very pleasant.

Can produce a bubble mixture as saliva which they can then spit into unsuspecting victims eyes… or blow bubbles which they when alone like a sorta smoking habit… it calms them.

Touch them and you will be bit unless you can surprise them~ they be a tsandere bitch.

HATES humans but doesn’t like killing, it’s too messy in their opinion and god does it tick them off when a housemate does it.

Knows some Spanish but only unleashes it if you annoy them cus they hate not being understood, they only know select swear words n crass insults hehe

Their wings are too small for flying but they are good at jumping and their wings give a decent boost.

Has a secret part on their head that will leave them a peaceful mess when s ditched which is partly why they do not like touching… even tho no one listens XD

Loves sorting n cleaning tho human remains are their least favorite messes.

Does not like being told what to do and will have a petty fit only to act like it never happened.

Kinda likes Killy due to them making Kissy happy… if only they didn’t kill so much, eh at least they help with remains.

They adore sour foods, like give them some and they will be a happy lad.

They can chitter, yap, whine, and growl tho the growl sounds adorable.

Their antenna are very sensitive so pls try not to touch.

#Poppy playtime #my art #oc related