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Mothmen OC's x Chubby Reader. (Part 1/?)
(Warning- Language)
Hank Meyer - Black and orange mothman/humanoid moth, he's more black than orange and has stripes and specks on his wings thickly outlined in obsidion black. His hair is an untamed pile of dark/burnt orange curly fluff that dips just below his shoulders and his antennas are also fluffy but striped orange and black. Around his neck and down his collarbone ending at his sternum is obsidion fluff his back and his four arms also have the same colored fluff running down them, while the rest of his body is covered in the same colored fluff as his hair, and his fingernails are small black claws. His eyes are oval shaped and are a deep honey brown color rimmed with thick eyelashes, besides his mandible his face is mostly human looking with thinner fluff surrounding it. He's caring even though he's lazy and always tired even at night when he's supposed to be more active and go to work. He will more than likely be found sleeping somewhere or eating sweets anything from fruit to cookies and cake, all that matters if it has some form of sugar in it. He is more than just a bit of a couch potato unless motivated. Underneath his lazy exterior he's very smart and he's an architect who works odd painting and remodeling jobs, mostly he's furnishing and decorating places, anything to businesses to houses.
Mason Lynch - Blue and black mothman/humaniod moth, he's more blue then black (an opposite in color patches compared to Hank) his wings color ranges from dark navy blue on the top of his wings to blue to baby blue with white and black specks spread throughout. His fluffy antennas are blue and black rimmed. His hair while fluffy isn't as untamed as Hunks and is long running down to his hips he leaves it in a ponytail or in a braid while his hair is an almost white blue there is small stripes/patches of black and dark blue like unfinished highlights. His fluff going down his neck to his sternum and down his back and arms is in between blue and baby blue with black and white spots running throughout and the rest of his body is a darker grey almost black color. His eyes are oval shaped and are a dark blue color, while his face is covered in very pale nearly white coloured thin fluffy hair. He is creative, calm and collected and he likes to draw, paint, sketch and cook, he assists Hunk in painting jobs though his actual job is as a secondary baker at the Sugar Rose Cafe.
Alright the corner of 424 main street and Eastwood, so almost there. I called yesterday evening about an apartment for rent with two roommates but I get a fully furnished bedroom and bathroom to myself and it's only five hundred dollars a month utilities included and I buy my own food of course but thats still cheaper than fuck.
Five hundred dollars is how much my current electric, gas, and water bill is while my rent is seven hundred dollars and that doesn't include other costs such as my phonebill or gas for going to and fro from work, and money is tight right now with the shitty job of being a waitress and working twelve hour shifts with hardly any tips and working everyday of the week is running me into the ground and if I have to here anymore shit from customers I'm going to end up losing my job from blowing up at someone.
It doesn't help that my landlord is an asshole who's threatening to evict me because I was two days late on rent last month and said if I was late again I'll be kicked out so I packed my shit after that so if I need to move fast I can. So of fucking course when I saw the ad and called it was still available I'm rushing to check it out.
The guy I talked to said his name was Mason and that I could come by to check out the place the next morning if I didn't care about having two male roommates which is fine by me I know self defense, I might be bigger than others but that doesn't mean I don't and or can't kick someones ass if I need to, I went to self defense classes for a reason.
It's already 11 a.m. and neither of the numbers of my possible roommates have picked up the phone. Fuck this seemed to good to be true but I'll still go and nock on the door and if it's a prank I'll just have to find a different place. Alright 424 this should be it unless I'm on the wrong street because this is a fucking condo complex not an apartment complex. Oh shit, got fucking damnit I'm I lost this isn't the right address, is it?
Fuck it I'm going to pull over and look up the address directions again because there's no way in hell this gigantic black tinted building has a room let alone an entire appartment for less than a few grand a month if not more, hell they'd probably charge seven hundred dollars just for parking my car here for the day.
"Fuck!" my phone ringing all of sudden scared the shit out of me I didn't expect that, oh crap it's the guys about the apartment. "Hello?" "Hello miss y/n this is Mason I apologize about missing your call, I slept pass my alarm I set in order to met with you but if your still interested your welcome to come by and check out the place." "Um yeah about that are you sure the address you listed was correct because if it was I'm outside the building?"
"If your at the corner of Main street and Eastwood, building 424 then yes your here, if you would like I can come down to meet you in the lobby, but I'm afraid I can't come meet you outside because my eyes are extremely light sensitive the passcoad for the door is 892640, I'll stay on the phone just in case you forget the code." "Oh okay that sounds good, but are you sure the rent cost you listed was correct in the ad because it said only five hundred dollars a month for everything included, and this is a condo complex and the price doesn't seem right?" I ask as I walk up to the building after parking.
"Yes that price is correct and yes it is a condo the lobby and the outside of the building make everything seem much more luxurious than it really is, but we can talk more about the details in the lobby if you don't chose to runaway once you see me." "I'm sure you look fine and I'm not easily scared who know you might be freaked out about how I look, also this is such a good deal I'm not sure I could pass it up if I wanted to, but it's so little money for what I'm assuming is a beautiful apartment, though anything's beautiful compared to my current rat hole. Oh and I'm outside the door would you mind telling me that code again."
He chuckles softly and replies. "I highly doubt I would be frightened of you, and I certainly hope your right about not getting scared of me when you see me, and that you like the apartment. Oh and the code is 892640 sorry about that and I'm the only one in the lobby currently. I stand out like a sore thumb, you can't miss me."
"Alright here goes nothing, I guess." I mutter as I put the pin in and open the lobby door. Holy shit I barley walked through the door and this place is huge the rooms lit up a soft white from a giant crystal chandelier hanging from the roof. This place is beautiful the walls are white marbeled with gold, the elevators are black and the chairs are black velvet recliners with a huge glass coffee table with black metal legs in the shape of trees, black marbled streaks running through the glass and an beautiful array of different colors of roses.
Out of everything else in the lobby the thing that stood out the most was the mothman who was seated by the roses he was made up of mostly different shades of blue with blacks, whites, and greys running throughout his body and wings, he was dressed in a white button down and black dress pants and shoes. Holy shit he's gorgeous, who would be scared of him he should be a fucking model with how stunning he is if he isn't one already.
He sighed through the phone. "I'm sorry you can leave if you'd like I wouldn't blame you." I hang up and his face drops when the call disconnects but then turns to surprise when I walk up and stand right in front of him. "Hi I'm y/n, it's a pleasure to finally meet you in person." I extend my hand out for him to shake. He blinks slowly, his eyes are huge and look like one giant dark blue pupil no wonder he can't go outside right now with how bright it is would probably give him a killer migraine or maybe even blind him.
He slowly reaches out and shakes my hand. Oh wow his fur or hair I'm not sure which but it's so soft. "Mason as you know already and the pleasure is mine miss y/n, thank you for coming if you like we can discuss the apartment down here or up in the apartment if you would like to see it right away. You sounded like your in a hurry to move in, not that it's any of my business but I'd like you to know that if you want the apartment and don't mind my appearance or my roommates whose appearance is like mine just different colors, then the rooms all yours."
"Oh yeah that sounds great and yeah I'm trying to move as soon as possible my current land lord wanted to kick me out the month prior for a being late on rent by two days, and my check was short this week for excuse my language but for shit I didn't even do so yeah I need to move because I won't be able to make the full payment and he will refuse anything less than a full payment the exact day it's due. So yeah that sounds great, and we can discuss it on the way to the up to the apartment or down here wherever is fine."
"Oh I'm sorry to hear that, I didn't mean to pry and it's fine you can talk however you like and your landlord sounds like a complete ass by the way no wonder you want to move, and yes on the way up sounds great follow me please oh and just another apology for how my roommate may react to you we don't have many friends because of our appearances and the fact we're nocturnal, epically not human ones. Not that there's anything wrong with humans not at all its just they just don't like us or are scared of us."
He stumbling over his words thinking he's somehow offended me how sweet, he's been nothing but kind so far. We walk to one of the black elevators and step inside he hits the sixth floor out of ten. "It's fine don't worry about it and I'm sure just like I was right about you he'll be wonderful and I'm so sorry I must have messed up your whole sleep schedule today." "
Oh no worries it was no problem really plus I had yesterday and today off work so it really no trouble. Though if my roomate wakes up even though I think he could sleep through a tornado and not know it, but just in case he does wake I'm sorry in advance, because he will most likely not be wearing anything other than his boxers despite how much I tell him to put some pants on or he'll be staring and then freak out and try to hug you or ask you a bunch of ridiculous questions. He's over affectionate and excitable if you ask me."
If his hand was that soft, a hug from either one of them would be like hugging a cloud. I certainly wouldn't mind a hug after the stressful week I've had, and he's been so nice. "Well he sounds like fun in sure we'll get along just fine." With that said the elevator dinged and the doors opened to the sixth floor.
The Date a Cryptid Project has been approved!!!
I'm really excited to work on this game! I will try my best to post and notify you all when something's happening!
In the mean time I can give you some info about what the game will be about:
* the game will be PG-13 and it's for an assignment so there will be will be no gore, suggestive or explicit material
* the game will be some what of a parody of dating simulators but don't worry you still can romance your monsters ❤
* there are four planned routes but hopefully I will be able to add more after the demo.
*the demo will come out near the end of feburary so keep your eyes peeled
Unfortunately I can not post more professional art of the game because my computer screen is busted, but in the mean i hope you enjoy this silly concept art
Just a silly pitch Idea for my game design class!
I have a new guy.
His name is Dulcie Dee Cecil
Born in 1962 to a broken high bracket household where his father was cold and straightforward and his mother had severe post parterm depression as she'd miscarried several times before he was born and he was the only one who survived past infancy.
As such she babied and infantalised him even well into adulthood calling him her nesting doll after the fact that he had Turner syndrome giving him a childlike look even as a grown up which he loved and hated at the same time.
Because he liked the treatment and resigned himself to being a follower and the unfair treatment he got from his father he learned early on that man is not to be trusted even with himself and instead took up dolls and puppetry as a hobby, loving the simplicity and logic that came when one being acted through many others.
He later became an actor mainly for child roles since he resembled one mainly playing young boys despite being afab and he liked being able to be multiple people at someone else's whim until the accident.
During a commercial a light from an unstable cable fell on him paralysing him and burning off his hair and a lot of the skin on the upper half of his body ending his acting career and putting him in severe debt
After being crippled and loosing all source of income he fell deep into recreational drugs mainly his painkillers which he became addicted to since they weren't monitored as much as they are now so with his life spiralling he starts essentially donating his body to science before hand like taking experimental drugs just for the cash not telling the multiple people that he's taking multiple drug trials at once until he begins to fuck up his kidneys and liver
He's approached by someone at the hospital in the intensive care unit where a young lady offeres her his body back and even better he can make the world better in the process. The ability make other people the actors to his play and at his lowest point he jumps at the opportunity
He's then taken to the PMC Waywards Row, where he's made into The Corpse Lily.
His main ability is being able to take control of a person and make them into his zombies being able to rake over whole armys given the chance and time along with his synthetic skin being able to be used as a makeshift bioweapon as it has paralytic effects.
Haven't posted him here in a while so here's my moth boy Foehn
Still working out the kinks (wings and colours) but here is my moth boy in all of his glory.
I am never going to financially recover from this
Album cover design Project for my 2-D design class
Basically, the assignment was to make a Spotify playlist within the same genre and design cover art for it
here’s the Spotify playlist if you want
-https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6ItYfD7qCf61IjE7enyTa4?si=BmjU2XEnTEWqOad9MZnPrw&pi=u-3Ke0bw-ESl-h
My best friend and platonic soul mate has created the most adorable twitch channel where mothman plays video games and I can PERSONALLY attest that it is legit the most ADORABLE thing I’ve ever seen. Please please please give him a follow so you too can pet mothman
Click ✨ HERE✨ to follow
A Cryptid Party
I finally had the cryptid themed party I had planned for my birthday yesterday. Of course I was MothMan and had all of my other friends dress up.
I had sectioned off each room to for the theme such as my creepy stairwell as the MothMan cult room, the living room as a forest, my dining room as Area 51 alongside the bathroom door that I tinfoiled.
I’m happy that I was in the moment and everyone had a good time, I just wish I took more photos while in the moment. My costume didn’t have pockets so it was hard to keep my phone on me and whip it out to take pictures whilst being the host and making sure everyone was attended to.
I don’t regret it at all. A part of me just wishes I could summon everyone again to get a group photo. There’s a very fine line between taking too many pictures and just being in the moment that I have increasingly become confused about.
Any thoughts?
Oh no alguien que lo ayude D: 18.- #mothman #vdink #vdink2020 . . #digitaldrawing #digitalartist #spookyseason #horrormovie #artistsoninstagram #moon #night (en My Phone) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGiCM0cBa7z/?igshid=o1ms5udweiim
Mothman 1/7. His name is Hydrox and he’s based off of the Australian Cabbage Moth.
WIP Mothman Furby!
I tried to dye his fur with watered down acrylic paint, I do not reccomend this method
It's fine but I'm not big on the chunkiness of the fur. I tried brushing and combing it which kinda helped but not enough
I'm gonna try using a proper fabric dye on it and if that doesn't work I'll just buy fur and sew him a new coat
another small photo study but this time mothman is there also
Mothman
Will be making pins and stickers of this with different expressions as well, practice for the dating sim I’m gonna do.
Happy Father’s Day! He’s not a dad but he will be when I’m done with him.
What kind of alcohol do y’all think Mothman would like best? Trying to win him over with and nice home cooked meal and drinks
I’m not pointing fingers but... the electric bill has gone up quite a bit since Mothman moved in
