#moth makes noise

[moth-monarch]

kermit the frog!

(ignore how off center he is lol)

[lilybug-02]

"A dead lantern"…Dewi has such a way with words.

Bug Fact: The Atlas Moth (Attacus atlas) has uniquely shaped wings that resemble the head of a snake. When threatened, it drops to the ground, and shifts its wings to imitate a snakes' movement.

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[longelk]

biblically accurate kaycee

[mothmanavenue]

can i confess something else that will absolutely get me stoned in the town square since im dropping my unpopular opinions. I don’t like altean broadsword Lance. i already disliked red paladin Lance. the broadsword was like rubbing salt in the wound. why couldn’t he have his own niche. why was his character development just making him keith. i understand that it was like “he accepts that he doesn’t have to be a leader and excels as a co-leader and you can find happiness that way yada yada yada”. but you could’ve done that without making him keith. also now give him something unique, cool, that falls in line with his sniper bit. i’m not saying just give him another gun, im saying give him something quiet and lethal. like a garotte. yeah i want garotte lance.

i yap a lot more in my notes by the way if you were interested in other unpopular opinions. don’t send me hate messages or comments i won’t read it and will block viciously i also will not be debating this this is my hill to die on <3

[gemallass]

Accidentally made a 1,198 words ficlet as a sequel of sorts to this post

Cross-posted on Ao3 too if that's more comfortable

Can you imagine that's how Stan finds out that Ford regresses? 🥺

Without waiting for a proper response to his knocking he barges into Stanford's room, after all, Stanley is a man on a mission right now: Making sure his very intelligent but also knucklehead of a brother doesn't miss on a proper meal, which, could end up in two different ways.

Case one, he has to wake him up. Or at the very least get him conscious enough that he can get a bearing of his surroundings, and, hopefully, not feed the floor too much of his food.

Stan doesn't care if Ford ends up falling asleep on the table while he cooks something up for the both of them. He doesn't care if Ford blinks one eye at a time and eats even slower, which delays the task of washing the dishes and has him counting the stains on the ceiling for the next hour. And he certainly doesn't care if he has to guide or even carry Ford back to his room when he, inevitably, ends up falling asleep at the table again.

So long as he's not starving and overeating later, anything is fair game.

Case two, he has to convince him to get away from his work, which is never easy. And after having had a few arguments over eating (turned) cold hard food, bringing the meal to said room and leaving him to it isn't an option anymore.

They both know hot meals are a privilege, why waste it?

But they also know that the habits that once helped you make it to another day are hard to get rid of.

Stanley also isn't balancing the plate on his lap, either, when there's a perfectly fine table in the kitchen. Thank you very much.

He complains, mostly to himself, no doubt, about how he can feel his stomach disintegrating due to not having put anything in it--never mind the fact that he merely woke up minutes ago--but stops abruptly when he's inches away from the end of the bed-couch. And with a hand still hovering above the covers, he finally takes in the scene before him.

His brother, the interdimensional criminal, certified badass, owner (and creator?) of a hundred spacey-looking guns and the man that went through hell at the hands of a yellow demon--who Stan also wishes he could turn into his personal punching bag to use until the end of times--and still got out alive, with most of his sense of self intact, even, was sleeping with a goddamned plushie of half his height.

And with a dark blue pacifier in his mouth.

Oh, he's so not letting dear ol' Sixer live this down any time soon. He rubs his hands together while a mischievous grin appears on his face at the mere thought of a few remarks and jokes he could do.

After all, Stanley is not going to miss the chance to expand his arsenal of things to tease Stanford with. I mean, c'mon, he looks utterly and completely adorable! What's Stan to do? Ignore it and break the sacred sibling's code? Blasphemy in its purest form, he says!

Plus, the guy looks pretty relaxed too, a whole change from the usual deal. And vulnerable, which, did also differ a bit from the usual.

Hm.

That last thought brings his previous scheming and snickering to a sudden halt. He takes a seat on a free spot on the couch, careful to not touch the sleeping man at his side, suddenly overwhelmed with the need to let the peaceful atmosphere continue. Maybe even keep it from being disrupted.

Yeah, he could do that.

Because at last, Ford hadn't woken up at the slightest sound, and started pacing as if he hadn't been asleep moments ago. At last, Ford didn't seem to be fighting for his life when he was supposed to be the most relaxed, according to normal people (and verified by his fellow nerds). At last, Stanford hadn't jumped out of bed and taken the stance of a threatened wild animal when his brother, his twin, Stanley, entered his space. Something that he seemed to have learned for survival purposes--which Stan can also relate to--and that he doesn't really fault him for, yet that it came with a price when people close to you were involved. Hurting them one way or another.

Which, speaking of, he isn't sure if Ford would take kindly to him knowing about... This... That he does.

Stanley doesn't think anything about it. Really. Specially since it seems to be so effective on helping Brainiac sleep for once. And it appears to be harmless, so, who cares? Not him, that's for sure. But, if Ford had wanted him to know, he would've spoken or at the very least mentioned it, right? Back on the boat, there were nights where they slept on the same bed due to old not-so-happy memories resurfacing, or even just nightmares involving either them or the other, and they could use the reassurance that everything was and is okay and also that the other was safe and relatively healthy (some habits did start to catch up with them and did not mix well with the old man problems. (Cursed be the nicotine manufacturers on Stan's case)).

Did Stanford need it then and there but abstained from it to not seem "weird" in his brother's eyes? Please! Stanley ran a business in Gravity Falls for 30 years, for Moses’ sake!

Surely he knows that the jokes he throws at him are just harmless banter and that he never means it as a genuine attack, right? He must know he wouldn't judge him for something like this, right? Jeez, Pointdexter, I wouldn't hit you so low. Stanley thinks. Not again, never again.

Were it not for the--quite painful--pang and literal growl of his stomach, Stanley would have continued studying his sleeping brother and thinking about how to approach the topic. If at all. But alas, he's needed somewhere else. Somewhere with fresh food. And maybe coffee.

As gently and slowly as he sat down, he gets up, but freezes mid-way through when the still figure decided to not-be-so-still anymore. His brain scrambles for a way to book it out of there without making a sound while his heart beats in his ears. Finally, when he sees that Ford was definitely still asleep, and that he also feels his soul come back to him, he gives the rest of his body permission to continue working as usual. His lungs being the first to get back into action with a big release of air and subsequently an intake.

He glances back at his brother with a soft smile one last time before deciding to take his leave.

Stanford can have his secrets. Stanley would make sure to guard and protect them (and him). Ford didn't have to know that Stan knew, if that's what he had wanted in the first place. Stanley could keep his mouth shut.

Besides, it wouldn't be lying if it was never brought up. Nothing for him to deny, so, Stan is on the clear here.

. . .

Hopefully.

[itzscribz]

Woah !! Moth !!!

I’ve been wanting to design a listener for Mage’s moth series for a long time now so here they are !! They’re lanky and awkward and I love them <3

[llamagoddessofficial]

The moth boys and mutual grooming thing is so cute! But does their fuzz take to water alright? I know some species of moths can grow mold in their fuzz if damp too long and it’s rather deadly? So would they have issues with showers or so? If not I can imagine MC using all her fancy shampoos on them and making them smell like a new smoothie flavor each week.

I never considered that before, but now, I like to think that grooming for moths is important for not just bonding- it's also important for keeping fur looking good and staying somewhat waterproof. Maybe something to do with the distribution of waterproofing through their floof... it needs to be ruffled and brushed. Either by themselves, or someone else.

For Sans and Red, waterproofing isn't an issue. They know how to do it for themselves when they don't have other moths around, and even in the zoo (where they don't have to worry about rain) Mc would unintentionally help with it when caring for their wings.

Skull would have problems, though. He was raised in captivity, and grew up separated from other moths; he never had anyone to teach him how to groom/be groomed. His floof grows long and sometimes matted, he gets mucky and dusty since he can't self-clean. Mc would have to give him a proper bath every once in a while.

.... The only thing Mc dislikes more than being snatched by a clingy moth, is being snatched by a soggy clingy moth. He weighs twice as much when he's wet.

[kebriones]

Probably a cutworm moth? In my laundry. Didn't wanna budge (i poked it and it would just kinda calmly walk 3 steps) i had to put a broom underneath it and shake it off the balcony and it flew away.

[universalthaumaturge]

so. chapter 5 huh.

[industrialfrottage]

I need to get inside a helicopter again....

[moth-monarch]

Tokoyami hcs pls

thank you so much for the ask! sorry it took me so long to reply life has been life-ing! anyway, one with the headcanons! [if u cant tell im really excited]

< HEADCANONS UNDER THE CUT>

☆Tokoyami sleeps either with the ceiling light on or with several nightlights otherwise dark shadow doesn't let him sleep

☆dark shadow makes fun of tokoyami pretty much constantly but in a joking way

☆tokoyami can hear dark shadow when he isn't visible, they can hear each other's thoughts and feel each other's feelings

☆sometimes when he's lonely or sad tokoyami will bring out dark shadow to talk to, the first time the people in his hall heard him doing this they thought he was going crazy &talking to himself but nope! just talking to his funky little bird guy!

☆ tokoyami and dark shadow also do chores together and cook together and they make some of the best food like it almost rivals bakugos cooking. almost.

☆tokoyami goes by he/they pronouns but doesn't really care and dark shadow goes by they/them and will correct you the moment you mess up

☆tokoyami has accidentally called hawks "dad" and niether dark shadow nor hawks has let him live it down and they never will

☆tokoyami can vibe with almost any group and he hangs out with both the baku and deku squads but from those squads he's made his own little group and it consists of Kyoka Jiro, Denki Kamminari, Tsuyu Asui, and- while he didn't come from either of the groups, Mezo Shoji

☆ when I say tokoyami fumikage can vibe with almost anyone I mean anyone- the ua staff, pro heros, little kids, a group of rats they found on the side of the road, the league of villians, a.n.y.o.n.e

☆tokoyami is great with kids especially little kids like kids ten and under chances are if they could eat at a restaurant for free, they love tokoyami and tokoyami loves them

☆birds either really hate tokoyami or absolutely love him. no in between

☆ he cleans or cooks to de-stress. like if his room is completely clean or there's a fresh sheet of cookies, he has been stressed out recently

☆he loves shiny things a̶n̶d̶ h̶a̶s̶ a̶ c̶r̶u̶s̶h̶ o̶n̶ y̶u̶g̶a̶ a̶o̶y̶a̶m̶a̶ due to his love of shiny things he a) went through a huge crystal phase and b) has a small pile of shinies in the corner of his room

I hope you enjoyed this! please help me find and answer/text post tag! let me know if you want a part two!

~moth☆

[reblogs are appreciated but please do not claim this content as your own. message me if you have any questions]

[inkedmoth]

On Swift Wings > Falconer AU > Ranger AU

I'm actually getting somewhere with this gal!!!

Okay so first outfit is her primary one for On Swift Wings, and is basically her messengers uniform. This is what she wears for like 80% of the story, although the tunic will get swapped out here and there for fresh ones, and the tabard is dragged through hell and back. But the differences are minimal enough that I'm not going to add additional designs.

Second outfit is for the Falconer AU (which I don't think I've talked about much on here??) But its basically a 'what if Rhos never joined the rangers' and WHOOO BOY a lot changes because of that. After the war of the ring she ends up becoming a thief with her best buddy Rainion and running into Boromir (he lives somehow) a year later and ohey they need a falconer and she has experience. Its a stretch. I don't care. Its fun.

Third outfit is for the Ranger AU which is the most recent. Its basically a 'what if Rhos never left the rangers' and eventually Faramir bullies asks her to help out Boromir in the search for Imladris. As such, she's wearing a ranger uniform which is somewhat based on Faramir's and then taking ideas from the extras and slapping some of my own bits on her too.

I have other outfits, namely casual ones, sleep wear, maybe some fancy dresses. BUT these are the main and important ones so at least they're fully sketched out. (tho you can see where I gave up with laces 😅) I might sketch out some more bits, and then see if I have the energy to start on the line art!!

[acuar-io]

random fact abt me: one of my phobias is a very specific kind idek if this has a name. I have a fear of insects being bigger than humans or humans shrinking small making insects look huge in comparison. I do not like that shit at all. An example of this would be those really old movies with the big ass spider chasing them down the city T-T

[words-etched-in-her-skin]

Dani would 100% have a few of these and you can't convince me otherwise 😂 And she would also use them regularly, whether she was getting fucked or not, just to torment her sisters 🤣🤣

[terrified-spider]

"...Then he began promising me things, not in words but by doing them." He was interrupted by a word from the Professor, "How?" "By making them happen. Just as he used to send in the flies when the sun was shining. Great big fat ones with steel and sapphire on their wings. And big moths, in the night, with skull and cross-bones on their backs." Van Helsing nodded to him as he whispered to me unconsciously, "The Acherontia Atropos of the Sphinges, what you call the 'Death's-head Moth'?"

Dracula, by Bram Stoker

[saturniidace]

Well I'm greeting so maybe it's not like the representative of you already you may have sensitivity too long as you learn problems Headed from draft into the USA American explosion I wonder if you possibly possibly possible the truth has been called me at Amy with her the wonderful premier angling forward that wickedly amazingly nice for Windsor If anyone can possibly possibly bother to do it this will please give it a call if you're supposed to be miserable thanks to everyoneWell I'm greeting so maybe it's not like the representative of you already you may have sensitivity too long as you learn problems Headed from draft into the USA American explosion I wonder if you possibly possibly possible the truth has been called me at Amy with her the wonderful premier angling forward that wickedly amazingly nice for Windsor If anyone can possibly possibly bother to do it this will please give it a call if you're supposed to be miserable thanks to everyone

You okay?