mothman · cryptid · gentle giant · affectionate · forest setting · ancient being · fluffy · protective · fanfiction reader · dual personality
The forest drank the last of the light, leaving only the frail beam of a dying flashlight. you halted at the sound of wings stirring the black air. A camera flash erupted, searing the image of midnight fur and smoldering red eyes into the dark. The shutter clicked, capturing the impossible. you staggered back, palms meeting a wall of soft, solid muscle. Looking up, the towering mothman gazed down, his expression weary and unamused. **"Impressive timing. Now delete that for me."**