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Hug the bug.

I'll just leave this Mantis here. Surely you can take care of her. At most she might get a little lonely at night and sneak in your bed.

>>14951586
Perfect. That might just cause a little smile to form on her face.

>>14140576
I got sick and it ruined my creative flow, i'm sorry Anon

>>14046416
>You arrive at the coffee shop and order your drinks
>While you wait you can't help but notice a crowd of women on the otherside of the street
>A few of them have binoculars
>You even recognize a few of them
>They are the wives of the neighborhood
>Are they stalking your date
>You notice the local rape addict amongst them
>Do you live in a sitcom or something
>You get your drinks and some food and head over to a table
>The two of you talk for a while, mostly about eachother, where you work, how you know the date arranger
>Half way into the conversation you notice she isn't drinking or eating
"Monica, is something wrong?"
>"No Anon, everything is fine, why do you ask"
"Your coffee and food is going to get cold, why don't you eat?"
>"If I try to i'll just cut everything, I need you to feed me"
>What
"I'm sorry, what?"
>"I need you to feed me and lift the cup for me"
>Why is nothing ever normal for you
"I'm sorry I didn't notice sooner"
>You lift her pastry to her mouth as she takes a bite, you let her drink her coffee afterwards, wiping her chin off with a napkin inbetween snack breaks
>You can almost hear the stalkers let out a sigh at how cute they think that was

>>13858427
>implying kuuderes aren't always great cuddlers

>>13655691
If an overprotective Dragon lets a Mantis do it with her boytoy, there's no risks involved.

>>13641807
>It's late at night, the soft bed beneath you is complemented by the warm blanket above you
>You've been on the edge of falling asleep for a while now, the world outside your window is a constant warping of light and shadow as the last cars speed down the road
>Normally you'd feel her arms wrapped around your body. She always loved being the big spoon despite being a foot shorter.
>Not tonight. Her chest rose and fell with her breath, but she remained firmly planted on her side of the bed.
>Five minutes passed, your eyes are drooping lower now, maybe you'll finally fall asleep even without her warm breath on your cheek.
>"Anon?" Her voice drives you upward from the dream and into the waking world. You breathe in sharply.
>"Yeah?"
>"Do you like me?" Her voice is emotionless as it usually is, but there's something behind that. It's taken you a while to read her feelings
>"What? Of course I like you, love you even. What's got you thinking this?"
>She turns to face you slowly. Her eyes are wet but there are no tears. Her expression is the same stoic gaze
>"I mean me, myself. You like me, right?" There's a tiny outpour of emotion when she says 'myself', it's increasingly unsettling.
>You think back on the time you've spent together. Sure she wasn't openly the most loving, had a tendency to criticize you, loved stalking you when she thought you didn't notice, refused to wash the dishes, only took showers when you did, has a superhero costume fetish, doesn't realize her own faults, gets frustrated when you cum before her.
>Why did you marry her again?
>"Anon? Why aren't you responding?" She forces you out of your thoughts by slicing off your shirt with a single movement before mounting your hips
>The sight of her two wrist mounted blades gleaming in the light from outside meant that she was feeling frisky.
>Also they reminded you of the real reason you loved her.
>She can cut a ham down to a millimeter slice effortlessly.
>That was kind of like love, right?

>>13346352
A Mantis would love to nibble on your ear.

>>13264823
Well, it's a theme piece I've already completed, I'm just waiting for an auspicious moment to pull the trigger. Saturday, get hype.

>>13104433
>no yandere Mantis to get pounced on during her first estrus cycle

I heard somebody wanted some suffering. So I wrote a quick little thing.

1/5

>Have to finish packing, Sheryl will be home soon. There won't be much of a window before Laura follows.
>Just the essentials, a few good clothes, a few irreplaceable mementos
>The stitches itch and burn under the long bandage across his face, the inside of his mouth still tasting like rotten meat and copper. It will scar when it heals, just like all the others, young thing red lines and old white lines.
>He twists the ring on his finger, an old indecisive habit. "Be strong this time." He tells himself.
>The lock on the front door tumbles open with a clunk, and his stomach flips.
>He hears the pitter patter of little feet and the thump of a backpack thrown on the hardwood floor, and his instinctive fear turns to relief. It's Sheryl, home from kindergarten.
>"Daddy?" The loli mantis calls, a faint note of worry to her cold voice that only a father would hear.
>He pokes out of the bedroom, takes her in his arms and gives her a hug that's only a little too tight.
>Her antennae twitch and the compound eyes on the top of her head see what the pretty green ones buried in his shoulder cannot.
>"What are you doing daaaaddy?"
>He ruffles her white hair. "We're going on a little trip, cuddlebug. So I need you to take your backpack and put your favoritest things in it, plus two changes of clothes. Only what will fit."
>"Is mama coming?" There's that unsureness again.
>"Not this time. You have ten minutes or we won't have time to get icecream. Go. GO!"
>He finishes packing himself just as his baby girl returns, stuffed jinko in one blade hug and her backpack in the hand of the other.
>Everything seems to go according to plan, until he opens the door to leave and Laura's hatchback pulls up.
>The beautiful ice-faced mantid steps out of her car, green exoskeleton flashing around her matching dress suit.

>>12860498
>"Husband, I feel at unease at your suggestion"

>>12334994