#phantom x moth

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It was their first Beltane with Phantom. Moth had everything set up. The restaurant, all the actors, all the backup needed-- they had been sneaking out to rehearsals for weeks. This was going to be perfect. Down to the ring.... "Please Phantom, when you get this, call me. It's this meeting i have... It's a special occaision, okay? You know our usual restaurant, at 8. NO working overtime, you absolutely must not miss this date! it's important to me, love. Okay? Love you."

Phantom had just come out of a meeting, sitting down to listen to his voicemails. Work.. Work.. Spam calls.. Then, finally, Moths voicemail. He smiled as he listened and then checked the time. 7:00. He needed to get home and get ready. He went out to his car, calling them as he drove.

Ring... Ring... Ring... Click! Moth had picked up. “Hello, Darling!” He started. “You told me to give you a call back, so that’s what I’m doing! I’m on my way home to get ready! Happy Beltane by the way, my angel!” He hoped he had said the right one, he didn’t know much about paganism, but he tried his hardest to learn for them.

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((Hey u remember Mafia Moth? B) )) “i am property of nobody." They said coldly at Phantom, holding a crystal statuette and wiping a bloody nose. "I refuse. The deal. You can let me leave, or you can kill me. I will take no other alternative." they hissed.

Phantom took a deep breath, looking at them with angry red eyes. “Listen. Moth, This deal will literally save your life. You don’t want to pass this up, this job will get you the highest immunity. Please, reconsider.” He almost growled the last word, taking a few steps towards them.

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[Refresh] - Bring them food after a long day. Moth trudged back into camp, their white getup covered in mud and grass stains, and their hair messed up and hat gone. They dropped a dead rabbit at Phantom's boots. They looked down at him as he sat by the fire. "Hunting is bullshit." They went to their pack and got out their cooking kit. "Stew or fried?"

Phantom poked at the fire with a stick, making sure it was burning well. His stomach was growling and cramping, causing him to clutch his stomach with a soft groan. He knew he shouldn’t have given Moth the rest of his rations, but he felt guilty. It was his fault their food was gone, he forgot to grab their bag when he was packing everything up when they left their last camping place. When they realized and went back to grab it, all of the food had been eaten by animals and scavengers and all of their belongings were everywhere. Luckily, nothing was broken and everything was accounted for. Unluckily, however, every bit of their food was gone.

He looked up at them and then down at the rabbit with a soft smile. “...Stew. It makes more food, and then you get the bones after and they’re much cleaner. I’ll go get some water and other vegetables to add in..” He picked up his hat and pushed himself up with his cane. He started to walk away, walking with a more noticeable limp. He had always had a limp because of a childhood injury, that’s why he had the cane, but it seemed to have gotten worse in the recent few days. He didn’t pay mind to it, he never did much worrying about himself.

“I’ll find your hat too!” He called as he disappeared into the brush.

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Continuation of “Am I in Hell?”

((Closed rp with @ezuriel-moth-rps))

this is VERY triggering, beware!

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Phantom screamed loudly as he fell, groaning and grunting as he rolled down. He looked up at them with afraid eyes, muttering our silent pleas for safety. He cried out and curled up, sobbing through their hits. He screamed loudly, trying and failing to push them off. “I’m sorry!” He shouted, hearing the cracks. He could tell his legs weren’t broken, but they were definitely fucked.

He looked up to them just in time to see the cane come down on his scull. When he awoke, he felt pain coursing through his legs. He collapsed to the ground, pulling at the collar to breath better. Slowly he tried to crawl to the water bottle, reaching for it as best he could. When he failed, he yanked on his chain, tears slipping down his dirt stained cheeks. “Help...!” He shouted, pounding his fist on the ground until his knuckles and palms bled. He screamed as loud as he could, letting out choked sobs. His breathing was labored and heavy since the collar was so tight.

Eventually he was able to kick the water up to himself, quickly opening it and chugging it. He panted, closing his eyes and hanging his head. Suddenly, he had an idea... He filled up the bottle with rocks and dirt, using it to smack the water heater the hardest he could. “HELP! SOMEBODY!” ANYBODY!” He screamed, smacking it as hard as he could. He kept screaming, his throat raw and painful.

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Moth came into Phantom's office at 8:30 pm, wearing a rather nice cocktail dress and stockings with heels. They were wearing his collar of course, but looked irritated. "Are you forgetting something, dearest?" They crossed their arms. "Something along the lines of, oh I don't know.... Dinner? We've missed the reservation." They huffed. "I understand you need this work done. But this is the third date you've blown off! You said you'd make time!" They shook, halfway between anger and crying.

Phantom looked up from his work with a small smile. “Hello darling... You look ravishing..” His smile dropped, however, at the mention of dinner. Shit. He knew he fucked up. “Moth, darling, I am so sorry..” He rushed to Moths side immediately to console them. “I’m so sorry, I truly am... How about this.” He started, gently drying their eyes.

“I’ll go hop in the shower and get ready, you go touch up whatever you need to, and then we can go to this really exclusive restaurant across town, the waiting list is over a year long, but the owners owe me a favor so we could get in tonight. We don’t even have to go there though! I’m sure I can make things work with the restaurant we were going to go to!” He kissed their lips gently. “And after dinner, we can do whatever you want, okay baby..?”

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[Blithe] - REVERSE. Find them feeling pleasant and carefree. ((FOR ANTI AND MARE))

Mare walked into the living room while staring at his phone, hearing loud music playing. He looked up and saw Anti dancing and singing a long, a big smile on his face. He giggled softly and tilted his head, snapping a picture before going over and hugging him. Mare looked up at him with a smile, dancing a little with him.

“Is your personality split again? Why’re you so happy?”

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((I'm editing one, slightly)) “It would be so easy for you to find someone else.” Moth shook their head, their hands over their ears and their knees to their chest on the couch. The voices were bad today. Why? They had taken their medications... They didn't understand why they had come back. Why they were seeing things, why they were paranoid. TMIB had told them that Phantom was going to leave. They said so, and that had sparked an argument...

Phantom sighed, running his hands through his hair. “Moth.. Angel, no it wouldn’t... Like I said, I don’t want to talk about this... please. How can i help you?” He turned to them, unsure of if they were okay with touch. He was nervous, he just wanted to help them but he as unsure of how to help since he hadn’t helped them much before.

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When Moth brought the twins home from school, they popped into Phantoms office with Lace. "So... Lace got in trouble today. She climbed the fence out of the playground. Do you want to tell your father what they caught you doing, twenty minutes after recess ended?" -- "No, Pa." -- Moth sighed. "They caught her poking a snake with a stick." They looked up at him, while Lace kept her eyes on the floor.

Phantom looked up from his book, tilting his reading glasses down onto his nose. “My little girl got in trouble?” He folded his bookmark into his book and set it down, folding his hands together on top of the book. Phantom gazed at Moth, covering his mouth as he tried not to laugh.

“What... Why?” He looked at Lace, chuckling softly. “Was.. Was it a dare? Was it just for fun..? I..?” He then looked back to Moth. “How do we punish that...?” He shook his head with a soft laugh, going over and crouching in front of Lace, waiting for her explanation.