#| 2021

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{ MA-04 }

watched my friend beat traitor lord last night as a treat

also I just think it’d be funny that even if there’s marginally no difference (possibly) pre-infection, his eyes are larger than his sisters and just got beauty-filter enhanced thereafter

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[ Funny to call someone a heretic. ]

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[ Harumph. ]

aka the few moments of when I’d repeatedly enter and exit the area of “notice/lords’ head lift” where I’m sure in another world they’d be sick of my shit and probably beat me up without ever prompting a challenge (but hey! there’s like. two pattern-orders of when they lower their heads!)

and then .... [stares respectfully]

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I know the HK fandom likes to imagine the Mantis Lords as cool and no bs type bugs but after your post redrawing real mantis pictures with them, I can't stop thinking about them acting like real mantis do. Like the Pale King comes over to discuss the Mantis tribe becoming part of his rule and the Mantis Lords all just stand up, raise their arms and slowly move from side to side to intimidate him.

alt caption: “I changed my mind.”

✨ every bug has their quirks ✨ and dominance must be asserted over the shorter fork because that is Their Territory and They’ll be Damned if They Don’t

edit: alright but now that I’m more sane, what’s to say they don’t do a lil’ ol’ mantis trait here and there? lost in thought and (with the brush of wind, subconsciously teeters side to side even if subtly) or having to catch themselves and stop before going [W] snrrk

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[ Pew. ]

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[ ...Context under cut. ]

i lied there’s really not that much context

“hello dear. how did the negotiations go?” “...honey, do you think your gardens need trimming?” “perhaps? what brought this?” “never mind.” hallownest is actually just a world of tools (and is there any way i can go back in time and unread scissors..... thinking about it now they’d be more like those zig-zag pattern scissors)

bonus herrah as a less violent alternative: “where did you get that.” “doesn’t matter. it fits, yeah?” “perfectly. we’ll move it somewhere less open.” “great. hey so I have one that looks kinda like the watcher and I think it’d go great as like a spoo--”

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[ MA-18 ]

king beloved. everyone thinks you look like a utensil standing on a box to look taller

(only context here is that though realistically all the lords’d be present for any sort of meeting, the eldest sister’s the one that kinda decides things usually and in the world where the others aren’t available and she herself’s making sure it’s okay, the comparison is echoing in the back of her mind.)

(she arrives back at the village and takes her throne. allows herself to slump, draw out one of the longest sighs she’s had in a while available only to her siblings. “told’ja.” “indeed you did.”)