#Mantis bitty

[jayedshifter]

Shri

Mantis Zim Bitty

Personality-

• Sweet •Loud •Friendly •Affectionate

•Social •Caring •Energetic

Height- 4-10 Inches

Diet- Purified Sugarwater, Honey, Raw meat, live insects, sugar cubes, fruits, purified water ⚠️(any other food that is not these items may cause harm to the bitty)⚠️

info-

These bitties communicate through a number of ways but the most prominent ones are through song and chirps!

This bitty is a very athletic type! Like Mantises these Bitties can jump and fly and even hunt with fast reflexes! They are also very Notably aware of their surroundings at all times!

These bitties despite being a Mantis type are extremely social and it is best to pair them with 2 or more bitties within the household! Minimum of 2 because these bitties may stress the bitty out with their clinginess! (Other Shri would also be a good match too as long as you do not mind future Bitty Babies)

These Bitties are extremely vocal! And are not suggested to anyone who is Noise sensitive! Or for those that may not like a night time song

These bitties love a more natural or nature based habitat! Loving to hide away and blend into plants while hunting live prey when given the chance

Shri are extremely light, agile and calculative, if you are not careful your Shri may hitch a ride without your knowing! They may make noise within the first few moments of hitching a ride but it is best to check your clothing and person for any signs of the bitty before leaving!

[honeysucklebuttons]

JUST A LITTLE BABY!!!! It's been years since I've seen a baby praying mantis, it was at the back of the shop! (I wanted to get my finger in there for scale but I scared the poor thing and it jumped away so fast.... I'm sorry!!!!)

@onenicebugperday

[mirkwood-trash]

I FYCKING LOVE PODS !!!!

[theeborealowl]

And Now, Enjoy this Mantis 💕

[soupsandwich64]

(COD men reactions to seeing a spider. And bees?)

(Note: I have entomophobia so this was written from a place of professional interest at best, in regards to the spiders well beings)

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Ghost: if its like a itty bitty spider, he doesn't care but will probably swipe/pinch it away like a normal person. If its like a house spider, he'll probably kill it and dispose of it just because it may make him feel like his house is dirty, and also just cause its not meant to be there. For a big spider, he'll probably take a picture of it and then move away if its outdoors but will probably kill it immediately with great ease if its indoors. In a relationship, he is the Bug Catcher. (The person who kills the offending bugs) he is more of a killer rather than a catch and releaser. Doesn't pay particular mind to bees.

Soap: if its a tiny spider, he'll probably watch it crawl around. Will probably brush it off anyway out of habit. A house spider will shock him a little if its alive but he'll quickly dispose of it (will probably get outsmarted by the spider.) a dead house spider will make him feel guilty about not cleaning his house enough to avoid a dead spider. If a big spider is in his house he'll yelp a little but he will probably ultimately be the one to kill it. Is easily persuaded to catch and release, he doesn't care either way. Definitely notices bees if they're around but doesn't mind.

Gaz: probably had an intense interest in bugs as a kid but it died out later in life so now he's just left with a large, albeit hazy, knowledge of bugs (or at least the ones he thought were cool as a kid) and a general feeling of "Oh, neat" when he sees a spider. I take it he doesn't really like things like cicadas or crickets, but is definitely intrigued when seeing the occasional banana spider or praying mantis. He's a catch and release if he can help it, but he doesn't really care if he kills him. This goes for pretty much all ranges of spiders (will kill harmful spiders, on sight). Doesn't mind bees or wasps cuz bro has definitely had his share of stings.

Price: he does not like spiders. He will kill them. And then put down house spray. Not a big fan of bugs in general, but more out of disinterest. Doesn't have time for catch and release unless someone (you) begs him to. Doesn't mind bees.

Konig: doesn't like bugs, kills spiders on sight if they're on him or in his house. Enough said. Will move away from bees, despite knowing they're harmless unless provoked.

Alejandro: likes to be the one that kills bugs in a relationship so his girl swoons. Doesn't mind spiders as long as they're not on him or in his house. Definitely the type of person to let a butterfly or bee chill on him, because he's not the type of person who freaks out over them. Can tell the difference between wasps and bees immediately.

Thats all I have energy for right now.

[hollowknightinsanity]

baby. fuck you

[Image ID: A black sketch of an infant bug, curled up on the ground with its eyes closed, drawn on a dull pink background. There is an arrow pointing at the child’s head with text that says, “Full of leaf”. /End ID]

This is Somber, the newborn child of Holly and my self-insert, who i still haven’t made.

Said self-insert is a silkworm moth, and I’m thinking of making him half-wyrm, but I’m not sure if I’ll actually do that

Anyway, logistics and uh. Lore ig? Under the cut

Ok, so. In my AUs, Holly (THK) is a hybrid between a Rootkin (White Lady’s species) and a Wyrm (Pale King’s species). Rootkin are strictly an egg-laying species, but Wyrms are capable of both laying eggs and giving live birth — it mostly depends on the environment/subspecies the Wyrm belongs to.

PK is part of the subspecies that gives live birth, but using his Soul magic, he’s capable of fertilizing eggs from laying species, such as Rootkin and Weavers, hence Hornet and the Vessels.

Holly takes after their mother — this is true across all my AUs — and as such, they adopted her reproductive system, so they lay eggs.

They had a condition that caused them to begin producing and laying eggs early, and started laying when they were 14. Now, this sucked for them in various ways; for one, early egg production and laying is very painful, and considering the state of their (mostly missing) organs, their pain was amplified tenfold when they started.

Secondly, if their parents found their eggs, they would immediately be outed as impure, and they did not want that. At the time, they thought that if they were outed, their parents would literally kill them — which isn’t true, by the way, but they had no way of knowing that — so they kept it a secret.

Initially, Holly attempted to just hide the eggs, but after a while, they started worrying about the hiding place being found, so they began destroying the eggs instead.

They laid once every two months, and every egg they laid was broken and thrown out. What exactly they did I’m unsure of, but I feel like they’d crack the eggs into some type of disposal area they made/found, and crush the shells into dust.

Anyway, they destroyed all the eggs they laid, except for one.

When they were 16, about a week before their sealing, they started thinking. They thought maybe, if they did get out alive, if they did escape the Black Egg, then maybe they could have a family. Keep the Pale King’s legacy going. They knew he was poisoned with Void and destined to die, so they thought that maybe if they survived, they could keep Hallownest alive by birthing an heir.

So, they took the last egg, and made a nest in the Queen’s Gardens, where they decided they would hide it, and they placed two Seals of Binding on it to protect it in case the nest were found by the Mantis Traitors.

The egg and nest were very well hidden, though, so nobody ever found it. Holly was sealed, and that was that.

Decades later, after escaping the Black Egg (which they heavily doubted they would, but hey, a bug can hope), they and my self-insert (who I’ll just call K here, I’m still trying to figure out a name for him) met and started a QPR. They ended up getting very close in their relationship, and Holly decided to carry out their plan from when they were 16. Though, instead of wanting to continue Hallownest as a kingdom, they just wanted a family.

At some point, after Holly gets quote-unquote “outed” to PK about their impurity (he knew since they were 10, but they didn’t know that), they ask K to come with them to the Gardens, as they had something important they wanted to speak to him about in private.

Some conversation happens, and Holly shows him the nest and tells him that they want to start a family. Because I need to be super self-indulgent when it comes to my writing sometimes, he of course agrees, and the 60-year-old binding-protected egg is fertilized, and later hatches into the itty bitty baby in the sketch, who Holly named Somber.

Google’s definition of somber is “oppressively solemn or sober in mood; grave,” and I believe that would fit the AU perfectly, so the child is named Somber.

For an in-universe explanation for the name, Holly would name their child after themself, I think. According to Google, a similar word to somber is solemn, which could mean either “not cheerful or smiling; serious” or “characterized by deep sincerity,” which both fit their life to a T.

As for when exactly this takes place, all I’m sure of is it happens after they out themself to PK. Maybe it’s somewhere around the same time the rain oneshot happens, or maybe a bit before or after — I’m not sure. It’s just around that timeframe.

Anyway thank you for coming to my ted talk, I will now sink into the fuckin. Swamps of Sadness from The Neverending Story.

[theanoninyourinbox]

WOE

Itty bitty baby praying mantis baby upon thee!

[ghostinthelibrarywrites]

So tight I'd bruise you

The fourth installment in the Don't know what's out there series is up! You can find the first scene below or read the whole thing here on AO3.

Rating: M

Warnings: Canon-typical violence; giant bugs

Relationships: Pre-Geralt/Jaskier/Yennefer; Established Geralt/Yennefer; Geralt & Jaskier; Jaskier & Yennefer

Summary: After a gas leak forces Jaskier to evacuate his apartment, he has no choice but to go stay with Geralt and Yennefer for a few days. It would be fine, if not for Geralt making an enemy of a mage with a penchant for experimental magic.

Excerpt: Geralt is busy trying to stop an insectoid creature with scythe-like front legs from decapitating him when his cell phone rings in his front pocket. It’s the upbeat pop song that Jaskier programmed as his own personal ringtone for reasons known only to Jaskier. Geralt has gone years without personalized ringtones, but Jaskier insisted and it was easier to go along with it, as it often is with Jaskier.

The creature screams and Geralt drops into a roll to avoid a faceful of acid. He’s never seen anything quite like it before; it must be some sort of magically-created construct. That would explain why his medallion hasn’t stopped humming since he stepped into this cellar. Whatever it is, he’s pretty sure it’s behind at least four disappearances in the Bits.

“I don’t like the song either,” he tells the creature. “No need to scream about it.”

It leaps at him in a blur of motion. He sidesteps it and it slams into the wall with enough force to send a nearby pile of boxes tumbling to the ground. A mouse skitters across the ground, chittering angrily. Geralt’s phone stops ringing.

There are several long moments of relative silence, save for the whistling of the construct’s legs as they slice through the air and Geralt’s own grunts of exertion. Then Geralt’s phone starts ringing again.

“ But here’s my number! So, call me maybe!”

“For fuck’s sake.” Casting Quen with one hand to hold the monster back, Geralt pulls out his cell phone with the other. “What?”

“Geralt!” Jaskier cries. Something in his voice is off. “It’s been too long!”

“We saw you last weekend.”

“Like I said, too long!” Jaskier’s voice is pitchy and slightly slurred, like he’s been drinking. “How are you, my friend?”

“Now’s not a good time,” Geralt tells him.

“What are you doing? You’re all crackly.”

The construct screams, splattering Geralt’s Quen shield with acid as it hammers against the wall of shimmering light with its legs.

“What was that? Are you giving your cat a bath? Wait, when did you get a cat? Why didn’t you send pictures?”

“It’s not a cat. It’s a giant, praying mantis-looking fucker.”

“ Fascinating. Can you put me on video chat? I want to see!”

Geralt grits his teeth. “Do you need something, Jaskier?”

“Well, here’s the thing. I kind of had to evacuate my apartment.”

The Quen shield shatters under another blow and Geralt hits the beast with a wall of Igni. “What the fuck do you mean, you had to evacuate?”

“There was just an itty bitty gas leak. I’m fine, but my downstairs neighbors had to go to the hospital because of carbon monoxide. Sorry, I was going to call Yenn, then I remembered she was in Toussaint this weekend with Ciri, so—”

Geralt drops his phone as the construct lunges at him. He brings his sword up, right through one of its enormous eyes. The thing shudders, yellow, pus-like ichor oozing down its face, before it crumples.

“Geralt?” Jaskier’s voice squawks from the phone. “Shit, fuck, don’t tell me you just died on the phone with me. Geralt?”

Geralt scoops the phone up from a puddle of the horrible yellow blood, wiping it off on his jeans before he puts it to his ear. “I’m fine. You sure the carbon monoxide didn’t get you? You sound strange.”

“Oh, I’m just drunk.” Jaskier laughs. “It's my last weekend of my college career, remember? By the way, are you and Yenn coming to my graduation? She told me she would get back to me about it and then—”

“Where are your friends?”

“Pris had a job interview in Vizima today and she’s staying the night down there. Essi and Shani are away for the weekend, celebrating their anniversary a little early because—”

“Short version, Jaskier.”

“I’m too drunk to drive, I forgot my wallet inside and the fire department won’t let me back in, and you’re the only person I can think to call.”

Geralt looks down at the monstrous corpse at his feet, wondering how he’s going to get it to his truck without attracting any notice. “I’ll be there in a half an hour.”

Read the rest here!

[whatsappwilliams]

say hi to my persona, Liz!!

ah, unironically, they're not so different from me... they're just dressed as Bin, :P

i'll draw her bamber and origin form, too, later!! and I will play around with her toyhouse page and attach it later to this post, :]

also her as a punishing birb from Lobotomy Corporation, <3

TW: uhh silly corrupted ignotism heart-shaped core that looks like a mantis arms or smth with an itty bitty bit of blood, ( ART CREDIT: @bvch2711 )

i love being drawn like this so much, gehwehe, i look so silley...

[sourbitties]

may i also have one of each of the hamster bitties? i want the Teddy, Cambell and Cricetus to be fullsized and i want the Roborovski to be a bara :3 i already plan to give the Teddy his own room so he knows where others shouldn't go >:3

Mantis Scythe is the one handing you your bitties this time around!

The first one is the Roborovski, one picked by Mantis herself! 

His name is Azure, and he’s been returned many times by multiple different owners due to his size and his morphs, as he’s very fragile and needs a lot of care to make sure he’s the best he can be!

He uses He/Chem pronouns!

He’s 3’5”, being bigger than your average bara! He has the Glass Bones and Clockwork morphs, the glass being stained blue and the clockwork manifesting in his left leg. He needs to be cleaned twice each month!

Next is the Teddy! She’s being handed to you in a different carrier than the others due to her general dislike of other bitties!

Her name is Beverly, and she’s a bit more territorial than other Teddys for unknown reasons! Having her in her own room is very much recommended!!

She uses She/He pronouns!

She’s 2 feet tall, being an average fullsize! Her only morph is the Long Tail morph, giving her a slightly longer than average tail that can be used as an extra limb, although it’s not big enough to be moved around freely like an extra arm so she mostly uses it to hold things!

The next one you’re being handed is the Campbell! This one’s a bit of a handful to put in the carrier as he keeps nipping Mantis’s hand, but he calms down when he realizes he’s going home!

His name is Edgar and he’s incredibly sassy, often making sarcastic remarks at literally anything anyone says. Despite this, he’s also more social than other Campbells!

He enjoys baking, so make sure you get him something like an Easy Bake Oven to keep him entertained!

He uses He/Mint pronouns!

He’s 1’4” being another average fullsize! He’s got the Darker Bones and Dull morphs, making his bones a dull dark maroon!

Finally, the Cricetus! This one is the friendliest of the bunch, absolutely ecstatic to be going home!

Soft’s name is Earleen, and soft is a big fan of all things cute! Whether it be frilly clothes, pastel plushies, or generally just things that are considered adorable, soft absolutely adores them all! Soft prefers masculine clothes, though, so don’t dress soft up in any dresses!

Soft uses Soft/Softs pronouns!

Soft is 2’6”, being an average fullsize! Soft has the Hearts and Harlequin morphs, the most noticeable being the heart marking over soft’s right eye and the harlequin patterning on soft’s fur!

You’re given the carriers and some toys, along with cleaning materials for Azure! Mantis Scythe mutely waves goodbye to you as you leave with your new friends!

[marvus-xoloto]

can't stop thinking about Auriel and his moirail, Nawali. I make a lot of girl OCs, so it's fun to make some guys. Basic info under the cut for my own future reference, and for any interested <3

Auriel Anonymous (caste name unknown... to us ;o) hehe). He/him and gay.

Sign: LECER, sign of the loyalist (olive+blood+prospit)

Lusus: big fat tom catcoon (british short hair cat/raccoon; roundest motherfucker you ever did see.) His names is literally just Tom.

Strife specibus: idk yet ^^ I've been thinking curtaincall!kind where he just. Smothers you with red velvet curtains lmfao.

God tier: heir of blood

Land: Land of Mirrors and Velvet

Hobbies: owns a coffee shop (for the gossip, but also bc he loves to bake); theatre kid (loves troll shakespeare)

Job: professional impersonator; works with reconaissance

Quirk: terrible, forced cat puns, glitched text every 23 words.

Basic appearance: 5'9 and fat. I hc him to look like a combo between Jack Black and Harvey Guilen. Curly haired like a roman. Wears tiny little spectacles and a generally smug but friendly face. Mimics your facial expressions as you speak (unconscious habit). Horns... hmm. The lesft on is like two kitty ears and the right one is like a curious kitty tail, sharpened to a point.

Nawali Amanis, transmasc he/they mlm.

Sign: SCORITTARIUS, sign of the doubtful (cerulean+void+derse)

Lusus: Little bitty mantis *shrug* he's named for the amantis nawai, which is a teeny tiny mantis species. He's very affectionate but so vulnerable to being stepped on, and needs to eat a lot of moths.

Strife specibus: scythe!kind

God tier: mage of void

Land: Land of flickering candles and windchimes

Hobbies: strings up a bunch of glass lanterns in the woods around his hive to capture moths for his lusus (he collects and pins them; the ones he's collected before are dinner for his lusus); makes fancy little terrariums; hybridizes poisonous plants and breeds venomous insects.

Job: works on the black market supplying drugs (to cure or to kill, makes no difference to him unless he's on a downswing); also supplies fancy terrariums to indigo and violet bloods (uses this as a way to get Auriel in to their hives).

Quirk: Talks pretty. Haltingly. Concisely. Carefully. Uses few words. Proper grammar. !!UN LESS!! !!HESD ON AN!! !!UPSIWGN!! or.... on a downswing.......

Basic appearance: 6'1 and slender. Honestly he looks like David Chiang (the model) in my head: very striking and delicate looking. Horns look like his sign. Wears eccintric, wizard-style clothing in bold prints. Always barefoot; his floors in his hive are filthy.

[mirkwood-trash]

Can I see your spiders? Also I would love to let Gorrik loose in your room, I think he would be in heaven. Just give him a little pen and notepad and he would catalog all of your bugs.

IM LAUGHING BRO I HAVE A MANTIS NAMED GORRIK AND FOR A SECOND THERE I thought you were suggesting I let him run around with a notepad for enrichment LMAO 🤣😭

(here's Gorrik yesterday, munching a crickets head off) but yeah OG Gorrik would have a field day in my room LOL

Here's some spoods (I never get tired of showing them off)

Persephone, my sub adult female chromatopelma cyaneopubescens (GBB tarantula)

Melinoë, sub adult female heteroscodra maculata (togo starburst baboon)

Bottica the iiiiitttty bitty tliltocatl albopilosus (curly hair)

Eurydice, very round juvenile harpactira pulchripes (golden blue leg baboon)

Leon (bastard, affectionately) juvenile hapalopus formosus (pumpkin patch)

(no name yet) my newest addition: very smol cyriocosmus elegans (heart butt/Trinidad dwarf)

Orpheus, an orphnaecus philippinus sling (Philippine tangerine)

And a very blurry Maple staring me down: aphonopelma chalcodes (Arizona blonde)

I've got a ton of spider posts under my #pet tag if you haven't gone through it yet too!

[lilanth]

Saw an itty-bitty mantis! @tentadog

[swords-and-chaos]

Trick or Treat >:3 !!!!

Treat! Mantis and Bitty Betty the Beetle. Two bugs :D

[senpais-play-thing]

I'm bored and was thinkin about them Kid Pirates and what their pets would be, so HERE GOES

Kid Pirates and Their Pets

Eustass Kid: Plays it off like he's a manly man who only likes big burly dogs like Mastiffs, Great Danes, Doberman, Cane Corso, etc. But is secretly a cat guy. This guy ADORES cats and will take that fact with him to his grave.

Killer: Shamelessly a cat boi. Loves all cats, but especially black cats since they get a bad rap. An itty bitty black cat in his path is enough to make him melt. Will secretly feed stray island cats whenever they're on shore. Has definitely stowed away a cat or two on the ship without Kid's knowledge.

Wire: Not much of a "regular" pet guy. Likes bugs. Would easily have a tarantula, praying mantis, or even a snake as his pet. If he got a snake he would love it to death and have no problem letting the snake rest around his shoulders casually as he goes about his day.

Heat: This guy LOVES dogs. Dogs are pure, and so is Heat. He falls in love with any dog, and like Killer, melts over the breeds that are deemed "bad" Pitbulls, Rottweilers, you name it. Has begged Kid over and over to allow a dog on the ship. Also, bunnies.

[self-destructive-self-isolated]

gasps because what if........ baby, little sibling for springer.........

If asked, this bitlet was not planned, nor wanted. But those that were there, that witnessed the panic and the scrambling, the way Prowl held her with a grip so tight Tarantulas had to remind him to be gentle, those ones knew while Lumen was not planned, she was very much so wanted.

Neither of them carried her, at least at first - the constructicons had been working, laying out a foundation for yet another building on the recovering Cybertron, with Prowl supervising, as per usual, and they'd stumbled across a young hot spot - and they discovered it by digging up a tiny, far-too-young newspark. The ex-enforcer had panicked, because of course he had, and frantically called his old partner. She'd know what to do, his frazzled processor had helpfully supplied; they' had Springer together, after all.

The advice of "keep her inside" was literal. Because of course it was. But what choice had he had? It was either carry the tiny newspark the rest of the incubation period or...well, Prowl was many things but he wasn't about to let one of the first newsparks of the postwar world fizzle out because he was too chicken to be uncomfortable.

He didn't think he'd...be so in love with her. He'd started calling Tarantulas just to update her, eventually just visiting. Showing her the horrible attempts at making bitlet toys that the Constructicons were making, nursery plans. Eventually staying the night to ride out carrying pains and bicker about names.

Eventually just staying.

Neither are sure if the...events afterwards affected Lumen. The slowly developing affection had overtaken bitterness and worn away at the sickly feelings of discomfort between them. Prowl isn't sure when he started sharing a berth - the first night he fell asleep on Tarantulas's couch and was too heavy to be moved, or the first night the newspark beating against his own had become painful enough to cause worry - but he does know that it the first time the bitlet seemed to calm down and let him recharge.

Lumen's emergence was quiet, and Tarantulas recharges through the whole peaceful event. She wakes to an absence of warmth at her side, and to Prowl holding a tiny, all black spot of a bitlet, curled around her like a particularly large cat. He barely notices when she reaches to gentle his grip.

Lumen, of course, looks quite like her Carrier, but with six impossibly bright yellow optics, and curled claws that, as a tiny bitty, she had enjoyed comparing to Tarantulas's. Her plating stays mostly black, with soft purple accents and a pale white face and the most adorable little pout that had her Carrier wrapped around her little finger. Her alt mode comes as a surprise - she'd had no visible kibble as a tiny bitlet - but it becomes quite obvious when they turn around after mentioning bath time to find a tiny praying mantis skittering across the living room and into a vent.

Lumen grows to be tall and graceful, a bright spot of dark light as she chitters and sweeps through the room with a confidence neither Prowl nor Tarantulas could have taught her. She adores her brother, and often hangs over Springer's shoulders and whispers judgmental things to him from the safety of Way Up There.

And as far as she's concerned, even though she grew to be taller than both of her parents, Prowl is Mam, and Tarantulas is Mama, no matter how old she gets.

The Constructicons are all godsires and she thinks its funny as hell how they dug her up.