#well some moths

[uniquezombiedestiny]

it is better to be a part of beauty for one instant and then cease to exist than to exist forever and never be a part of beauty

[cinimuffin]

First attempt at cross stitch

[ecoamerica]

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[daily-tma]

If you’re taking requests, can you do a Gerry or perhaps another GerryMichael? (Also your artstyle is SO cute I love it!) :3

Daily TMA 54 - Them :]]

[corrodedcoughin]

This might be the second worst thing that’s ever happened to Gareth while wearing these stupid shorts, or in general he guesses. The first being when he was in gym class and the got caught on the fence he tried to hop in order to skip said class, successfully exposing his lemon yellow carebear boxers, the only pair he had left because everything else was in the wash. Luckily it was only the gym teacher, Mr Carrey, and Linda Stern, a girl that kept to herself so unlikely to share such scandal. Neither brought it up again but that doesn’t mean Gareth was free of the memory, or free of reliving it whenever he opened his drawer to pull out some underwear.

But it’s not just the shorts that tie Gareth’s ‘most embarrassing and traumatising events of my life so far’ memories together. No, the instigator of both of these events also keeps them joined in Gareth’s mind. Edward Munson. It was Eddie who insisted that skipping class while in said class would be the smartest move to make ‘think of it Gareth, imagine it, skipping right under Mr Carrey's nose? He'd never expect it! High class rogue moves for sure!’

So of course Gareth was convinced by Eddie’s manic eyes and excitement and successfully flashed his gym teacher while the mastermind was laughing and pulling him down off the fence. Mr Carrey must have felt sorry enough for Gareth to let him run and isn’t that a fun addition to an already horrific memory?

Anyway, back to Eddie Munson; worst person to enter Gareth’s life. Because now? Now Gareth is stood outside a stupidly big and stupidly fancy house, in the offensive (now repaired, thanks Granny) gym shorts, and a pair of plastic and bent out of shape fairy wings. Originally he was supposed to be in a white vest too but he drew the line there, adamant he’d be wearing his Iron Maiden shirt to save some sort of dignity. And to top it all off it’s a beautiful day so of course people are out mowing their lawns, families are walking their dogs, children are playing in the streets and just enjoying the surprisingly mild february weather. All of them staring, quite obviously, at what they see as a strange teenager in wings being shouted at by an equally strange kid hiding behind a, not nearly big enouhg, bush for ‘stealth reasons’ apparently. 

‘RING THE DOORBELL MAN, COME ON!’

Gareth slowly turns to look over his shoulder to glare at Eddie who is peaking around the shrubbery. 

‘YOU RING THE FUCKING DOORBELL!’

‘GARETH YOU PROMISED! DON’T BE A DICK’

‘YEAH, BECAUSE YOU TRICKED ME!’

‘NO I DIDN’T, YOU SAID YES NOW RING TH-’

Of course that’s exactly when the door to the stupid house opens and the reason Gareth is here steps into the doorway. 

Gareth grits his teeth and begins to recite his lines ‘Steve, o steve. You are beauty that has to be seen to be believed. Wont you be mine until the end of time?’ He finishes and stands glaring over Steve fucking Harrington’s shoulder

‘DO THE FUCKING REST GARETH’ Eddie’s voice emanates from somewhere to the back of Gareth, probably still hiding behind the stupid bush. So Gareth ‘does the rest’ he does a very slow and deliberate 360 spin before crouching down to one knee and shooting a plastic bow and arrow at Steve’s chest. Of course the arrow just rattles to the floor, sad and pathetic, just like it’s shooter Gareth thinks to himself. 

‘Gareth? Why…umm, are you okay?’ Steve is obviously trying to hold back laughter and doing a terrible job of it. His face is convulsing like he’s just eaten a whole lemon, rind and all. And well, who knows, maybe he has, maybe it's a secret trick for keeping his hair so big, Gareth isn’t here to judge, he just wants to leave. 

‘Dude please just answer the question and put me out of my misery’ He’s still half on the ground and his knee hurts and it’s hot and he’s kneeling at Steve Harrington’s fucking door dressed as a fucking cupid because he couldn’t say no to his fucking stupid fucking best friend. Gareth pulls himself away from thoughts of despair when he sees Steve’s mouth open to speak. He’s got one hand on the door frame, the other on the back of his neck

‘Oh, uh, yeah? I mean, yes? This is for Eddie right?’ Gareth stopped listening after the initial ‘yeah’, instead standing and turning to the, very small, hedge Eddie was doing an awful job of concealing himself behind 

‘HE SAID YES. CAN I GO HOME NOW?’

Suddenly there's a whoop and an air punching Eddie Munson who realises he’s exposed his ‘perfect’ (shitty) hiding spot and is in full view of Steve. The idiot even tries to play off the air punch by combing his hand through his hair which obviously gets stuck on his rings and then tries to play that off by just keeping his hand in his hair while waving with the other, not trapped hand. With a violent yank he manages to free the entangled fingers with only a small whine.

‘Uhh…Hi Steve’ Eddie says with a dopey smile and somehow, somehow he’s got an equally lovesick looking Steve smiling right back at him ‘Hi Eddie’. At this point, Gareth has quite frankly had enough, Eddie and Steve are slowly walking towards each other like some romcom end of the movie scene and he’ll be dammed if he’s watching those two tragically flirt at each other. So he grabs the van keys out of Eddie’s pocket as he passes, resigning himself to an hour of shooting Eddie’s empty cans in the back of the van while he waits. Gareth is almost off the lawn when Eddie must get brave

‘NICE SHORTS BY THE WAY CUPID’

‘FUCK YOU!’ Gareth snaps the arrow in two trudges off, wings flapping behind him.

—---

Three weeks ago

Gareth was at his desk, he was trying to practice some drum rhythms when Eddie flounced in and dramatically dropped onto his bed. For the past half hour Gareth had been regaled with yet more ‘reasons why Steve Harrington is my dream man’ from Eddie 

‘You don’t understand man. He was just driving and the Eagles came on. Don’t look at me like that, I know it’s the eagles, but it was life in the fast lane and he was singing along to it dude. The line! You know the one! I swear it was an instant hard on, thought I’d came by the end’

‘DUDE STOP. STOP. I’ll do whatever you want just please never talk to me about your Steve related dick events again’ Listen, Gareth loved Eddie, he did. But there's only so much a man can withstand and Eddie could monolgue for hours if given the chance.

‘Whatever I want?’ There was no obvious devious tone here but Gareth still should have known better than to agree. If he had clocked Eddie's face he would have seen an expression so devious that he'd be running out the door.

‘Yes! Fuck, just no more. My ears are never going to feel clean again’

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

sometimes you just need to be held, on the days where you have to physically work to keep your head up, to keep smiling. it's not even that bad, anything that's happened- but it feels bad. Foul Legacy whimpers when he sees you forcing your good mood, gently nuzzling into your side and nudging his head beneath your chin. he scoops you into his arms, taking you somewhere he can curl around you and wrap you in blankets, nestling against your stomach and looking up at you with a worried chirp. you let out a sigh, stroking his hair, and a tiny, genuine smile blooms on your face when he begins to purr, his claws carefully kneading against the covers. he'll lay down gingerly on top of you, the weight pressing the air out of your chest in the warmest, most comforting way as Legacy rumbles quietly, pressing his maw against your cheek like a kiss.

[kaiju-krew]

I wanted to know. Is battra and Space Godzilla Gay together? If so nice. If just friends. Then Still cool

they are in fact.......... Gay Together

in my delulu little world at least

idk how it started honestly?? i just like the idea that gojirans are inherently weak for big moths :'') they're essentially mosugoji if you hit it with a emo-yaoi-beam or something

imma draw more with them soon to help flesh it out and spread more spacebat propaganda o7

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[eyebaus]

sorry buddy, can’t let you live <:-|

[ahollowgrave]

Day Four: RAIN / sun

Odette, Rou, and some friends wait out the rain.

[butchbigcatz]

Why can’t I stick with a design for her 😔

Idk where this came from but it started as a design based of the Isabella Tiger Moth which is really Mothwing coded. The design strayed tho so now it’s not really that anymore. I think she looks to the clans like a walking starclan cat, literal cat goddess. She doesn’t get it.

[mothfables]

Freckles and Scars: Colour

💖 Happy Valentine’s Day everyone 💖

[jann-07]

Wizard Gem and red life Pearl but they swapped outfits because why not? (Click for better quality)

[cryptidm0ths]

tojou week day 6 : us

[real-live-human]

What is bug fables

give me back my Fucking icon

[14dayswithyou]

What ever happen to giving taylor swift songs to the charas? Im interested to see your opinions on it

✦゜ANSWERED: OH YEAHSDLNGKLG I'll only do the Midnights album, otherwise I'll be here All Day T_T

Ren: Matermind & The Great War Moth: Snow On The Beach & Vigilante Shit Violet: Question...? & Karma Elanor: Labrynth & Sweet Nothings Conan: Bigger Than The Whole Sky & Anti-Hero Jae: Would've, Could've, Should've & Paris Leon: You're On Your Own Kid & Maroon Teo: Lavender Haze & High Infidelity Bonus! Angel: Glitch & Midnight Rain Bonus! Your landlord: Dear Reader & Bejeweled

[chiropteracupola]

ready to suit up for all manner of adventures!

[moth and compass is a collaboration with @natdrinkstea]

[mothhuuny]

do you ever make an au so powerful it overcomes your art block. anyways. haha daan-te.

unfortunately they cant have a clock head. however now they have war trauma, so win-win!