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Fluttermoth sprite
What should the others be combined with please comment I need ideas
#homestuck au#sprite edit#homestuck#homestuck crossover#homestuck sprite edit#kernalsprite#homestuck sprite#mlp g4#mlp fim#mlp#mlp art#mlp fanart#my little pony fanart#my little pony#fluttershy#bug#moth post#so cute#homestuck pony#pony art
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Big fat rant and just complaints
SEND HELP OMG. I had endured what feels like centuries. Omg they arrived at 6:19 pm all the way till 9:12 pm. I hate it so much i hate it i hate it.
— Deerie
I knew they would bring their kids along, but we didn't think their toddler would start SCREAMING. They're tired, and it makes sense, i guess, but why are they screaming so bloody loud?! Can we not mention the fact that this kid is hitting his head to get the adults' attention? It's probably the parents' fault, but... God. It scares me because we are very reactive towards loud noises, its too negative and annoying... We are having some sort of headache, and it's just annoying. Henry's mother, she told him that he would have kids one day, and it frustrates us in general to hear kids screaming and we feel really overwhelmed just by hearing blood screeching sound thats pitched very high, just brcause we could handle kids doesnt mean we want it too. Please, we have told you several times that we dont want it, dont want it, dont want it, but you keep insisting! Oh, when you get married, you will. Oh, when you get a boyfriend, please stop. We are mentally unstable and easily triggered by anger, I fear that our child will never act like kids until they move out of our household. Let alone it would just bring us depressed overall. It just, no hate to adults who wants kids, but I don't think we will get along with a bloody screech kid.
— FlutterMoth, Fang
Can we talk about the fact that we should marry a rich guy? That's overrated already. No rich guys are... Kind people. So far, the rich kids in our town are a bunch of assholes and deadbeat kids who vapes and immature with sexual and racism jokes or sexism. We dont care about those if we are friends, but too much is too much. We barely feel comfortable making our own. Yeah, we use steriotype asian because we are asian— but now it just feels uncomfortable because it's just to make you cool for making those jokes. We do it because it's used as inside jokes and not in a classroom filled with kids who CAN hear you. We have strong and aggressive opinions towards rich kids. They're spoiled as much, and I know one rich kid who's actually really cool, but that's it. The rest are insensitive and spoiled, and there is no good relationship type of boys..
— Dervo
#personal rant#i hate kids#why do i need to get kids?#parents suck#why does this happen#dont ask me to get married
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Poor Fluttermoth
Fluttermoth walked into the camp, all wet and exausted but worst of all, dragging his apprentice Freclepaw. "I managed to get her body out of the water, I'm so sorry" He explained. Crabshimmer walked up to her brother: "What happend Flutter?". The young tom sat down: "I did not expect it to storm, it only seemed like it was going to rain a little, Freclepaw couldn't get away."
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open for art requests
#fluttershy#fluttermoth#mlp:fim#mlp art#agere#moth#agere blog#sfw#my art#agere art#request#art requests#soft baby
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78,79, zukka, if you will……
78: “I don’t want to ruin your party.”
79: “You could never ruin anything.”
The only thing distracting Sokka from the fluttermoths in his stomach are the knives in his leg.
He was okay for most of the day, managing just fine with everything they’ve been doing to celebrate Zuko’s 21st birthday. There had been a voice at the back of his mind telling him he would regret all the walking and standing later, but Sokka had ignored it pointedly, preferring to make this day special for Zuko.
Now, though, the pain in his leg is making it hard to even enjoy the food, a fact that does not go unnoticed by Zuko. The glances he’s been giving Sokka all day have gone from flirtatious to concerned, and Sokka can only change the subject so many times before Zuko corners him.
“Your leg is hurting,” he says, and it’s not a question. He’s frowning, and Sokka forces himself to look away from his lips. Spirits, when they were with their friends it was hard to hold himself back, but at least they had plenty of distractions. Now that it’s just the two of them…
Sokka pushes down the frustration he feels with his body and the pain that’s radiating throughout him and the effect that Zuko’s attention is having on him. There’s no point in denying it, so he brushes it off. “I’m fine. We should be celebrating with everyone!”
The crowd only consists of their friends and family, the party a more intimate event than the official celebration happening in two days for the Fire Lord, and Sokka searches for something or someone to distract Zuko. Where’s Toph when you need her?
“I don’t want to be celebrating when I know you’re in pain. Come on, some heat should help,” Zuko says, undeterred. He grabs Sokka’s hand and starts to lead him out of the party.
“Zuko…”
“Sokka,” Zuko says sharply, and oh, Sokka has never had that tone used on him before.
Sokka swallows and refocuses on the conversation, deflating slightly. “I…I don’t want to ruin your party.”
Zuko stops walking and turns to face him, frowning.
“You could never ruin anything,” Zuko tells him, the sharpness fading away and replaced by a tone and gaze so sincere that Sokka’s breath hitches in his chest. “We can come back to it later, if we really want to. Or we could…not do that. And, you know…” Zuko trails off, and Sokka grins when he notices the color in Zuko’s cheeks.
“And what?” he teases, heart racing.
Zuko huffs. “We could...have some time away from this crowd.”
“Ah, you want some privacy, is that it?” Sokka asks, and he carefully pulls his hand out of Zuko’s grip to trail his fingers up his arm. “Careful, Zuko, you don’t want people to get ideas…”
Zuko shakes his head, but doesn’t put any distance between them. “You’re incredibly distracting. Let’s take care of your leg first, then…we’ll see what happens.”
#in my mind this happens in divorced zukka verse like. in the beginning of their relationship. <3#zukka#my writing#prompts#anonymous#ask me stuff#chronic pain tag#thank u anon!!!
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a chance encounter between fluttermoth and fluttershyder
(fluttershyder was made by @couchcrusader !!)
#my art#mlp#my little pony#mlp:fim#my little pony friendship is magic#fluttershy#children of everfree#moth#spider#bugs#insects#bugquestria
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Unspoken, Undeniable Chapter 9
Story summary: Slight AU where Aang and Katara never kiss on the submarine or at EIP, and don't get together on Iroh's balcony after the war. They remain close--best--friends, though, and when Aang reaches adulthood and leaders and nobles try to pressure him into a relationship, he seeks out Katara's help in avoiding them.
💖🌟 @coyotelemon is the best beta 🌟💖
Rating: T | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9
Chapter 9: The Awakening
Even though Aang and Sokka had agreed to take turns at Katara’s side, Aang found that he spent almost the entirety of the next days in that hospital room somehow. Sokka kept finding things that Zuko or Suki needed his help with, or said he was too tired… Aang would have thought he was up to something if he hadn’t been so exhausted with worry himself. As it was, he only left the room for necessary bathroom breaks or when Zuko would drag him away to eat.
Katara remained stable, but asleep. His anxiety increased with every hour that passed without her waking up, though. He wondered if there was some remaining poison in her body, or if he or Kuruk had messed something up somehow, and continued to watch her carefully during the day for any signs of distress.
“She’s fine,” Dr. Li insisted every time he explained his fears. “Her body just needs time to reset after that. It shouldn’t be long, now.”
At night he often pushed the chair up right next to her and curled up in it with his head resting next to her arm on the bed and his hand threaded through hers. He had even practiced some rudimentary healing on her, when Dr. Li wasn’t looking. Katara had taught him the basics once, when she’d had a small cut from climbing on some sharp rocks and Aang asked to learn. Fluttermoths still danced in his stomach when he remembered the feeling of her soft hands encased in healing waters over his, how his hands had tingled with their combined chi before she pulled her hands away and let him heal her leg.
He tried running healing waters over her stomach, chest, and head periodically, but everything was fuzzy. She had taught him to repair skin in order to heal the small cut, but he didn’t know enough about what things were supposed to look like inside the body to be of much use.
Read more on ao3 or ffn
#kataang#kataangtag#kataang fanfic#fake dating au#kataangst#but not really#more just intense pining#and idiots in love
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did you wrote any fic for m!lavellan x solas or have any to recommend? 😊
You are so sweet to ask!! Tbh, I actually haven’t read any Solavellan in like 5 years, so I’m not the best person to ask! 😅I do remember I liked this one m!Lavellan x Solas fic, but it’s been rewritten now and I haven’t had the chance to read the new version (I’m sure it’s great though):
Dread Rites by fluttermoth (https://archiveofourown.org/works/26502799/chapters/64591048)
Besides that, I really can’t remember any, but I’m sure there are some amazing ones out there. I also have written some m!Solavellan oneshots myself, but they’re very short drabble-y things that I don’t think are worth sharing.
Thanks again for asking!!
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I went on hiatus without telling anyone. It was unplanned, but that’s a pretty apt description for all of 2019. I started a new job, lost two family members, and moved. There’s more, but those were the events that really wiped out my ability to create and my will to socialize. I’m getting better. I’m taking the time to create again, and I’ll be posting stuff eventually.
Also, I will be changing my username from ariakitty to fluttermoth very soon.
Thanks for sticking with me.
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When you're stupid tired and trying to say butterfly but end up with fluttermoth and your 8yr old niece just looks at you like wt
#so tired#can't word out loud properly anymore#need my brain to get with the program#and just shut tf up in the night time hrs#my niece was amused at least#once she'd clarified that i do actually know what butterflies are
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This is a Callout Post
This is a callout post for @ariakitty, known as fluttermoth on AO3, whose marvelous fic Causa Mortis I have been rereading the last few days. You have ruined me. I just found Salt the Earth, read it, and made unholy noises at the “moonsies” pun.
May you be blessed with all the wordplay and all the inspiration for all current and future projects <3
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"LaLaLaLaLaLaLaLa"
She's very precious <3
— Pinkster & FlutterMoth
Honestly, I think I see the appeal that itched my brain the right way.
— Fang
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Listen/purchase: Fluttermoth by Autumn's Grey Solace
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I think we need some Fluttermoth all up in here.
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Moth is a little bug on a big adventure! I drew this for lazymoth! Moth is his cute character!
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Happy FFWF! Pick any fic you hadn't talked about yet that you want to, and share something about it. OR, if you have a wip going on, talk about whatever you want with it!
OH MY FRIEND! I have been working for the last few weeks on a multi-chapter (currently projected around 11-12 chapters) kataang fake-dating au where the only time they kiss is in the cave of two lovers. No submarine kiss, no finale kiss... They remain best friends and then when Aang comes of age he starts getting pressure from government officials and panics and asks Katara to pretend to be his girlfriend. It's been super fun to explore the pining on both sides that they think is un-reciprocated, haha, and how each of their interpretations of CoTL affects what they *think* the other feels. Here is a snippet from chapter 2 (I'm working on chapter 4 now):
“Is there any way I can help?” Katara asked, resting her hand on his thigh and squeezing lightly.
Aang blushed and placed his hand over hers, threading their fingers together. “I mean… I was thinking of something, but it’s probably too crazy…”
“How crazy?” she pressed. “You know I’d do anything for you.” Katara watched his throat bob as he swallowed roughly. She felt his thumb start to gently caress hers and fluttermoths erupted wildly in her stomach at his soft touch.
“‘I’d rather kiss you than die’ kind of crazy?” Aang looked bashfully at her face, then quickly looked away again, red rising vibrantly in his cheeks and neck. Katara laughed in surprise. As much as they talked, they had never brought up their one fleeting kiss in the Cave of Two Lovers since the day it had happened.
Thanks for the ask!
#ffwf#northerngoshawk#asks#kataang fanfic#kataang wip#eeeeeeeek#kataang#they're oblivious idiots in love your honor
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