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@tarantucutie
STINKY DUMB BABY FROM POKÉMON’S GEN II aka Mimi the Spinarak
dumb little bastard
what do you MEAN his actions have consequences he’s BABY
if One Single Thing goes wrong, he Will scream
he’s lovable, i promise, i promise
you just gotta get past the brat in him
if he likes you, he’ll like you for life
don’t interrupt his naps if you want to live (or at least live without a Menace annoying you for the rest of your life)
hey guys! so my hiatus ran out and i'm gonna get to replies either tomorrow or monday. lemme know if you want to continue threads!
continued from ask. @sneakfangs.
🕸️ // oh, this man's going to regret laughing at mimi. he's going to regret it so bad! who cares that ghost-type humans resist poison, he's gonna sting him! with a grunt of effort, he flings a strange little barb into astarion's hand, filled with noxious venom… that feels about as itchy and nasty as a bad mosquito bite, perhaps maybe at the level of half of a bee sting at most. || mimi used poison sting! it's not very effective… || Astarion flinches as the barb sinks into the soft, pallid flesh of his hand. "Well, that's not very nice," he scolds, pulling out the stinger with the habitual disinterest of someone used to being injured. "We ask before we bite. Or sting." He stares at his hand, scoffing. The wound's starting to swell a bit, marring his perfect skin. "Ugh. Serves me right for complimenting spiders. But at least you're not a rat."
🕸️ // at the risk of seeming unreasonable, mimi finds he is getting quite sick and tired of being cooed at without his approval! when he's scary, he should be terrifying, but no, everyone bigger than him laughs! frankly, he's had enough! it's time for him to win for once! he squeaks and screeches and hops up and down upon the wooden box he's made into a proper sunning spot, the noise quickly drowned out by the translation collar around his neck buzzing to life.
i'll bite you however much i please, and i don't need to ask nothin'! arceus can't stop me, and neither can you! i'll rip you inside out, see how you like it!
despite his rage, he is still just a spider on a crate. perhaps a larger spider than most have seen, but such is the fate of a spinarak.
@tarantucutie
[🍞] -- Mizi was busy like he always was; checking stock, making sure the timers were set correctly, and finally he grabbed a bag of garbage and took it out back to the dumpster. Like every other day before, it was fairly normal. As normal as a day in Spirale could be.
It was so normal, that Mizi almost didn't notice the spider-like creature that was hanging out in the back with the rising dough. However, he did notice. He noticed and did a double take. He recognized this little creature!
"Oh my gosh, is that.." He squinted, then tip-toed a bit closer. "It IS you!" The spider-like creature was a bit of a handful, but Mizi had previously learned that the easiest way to calm him down was with food.
He knelt down and held out his hand, hoping the spider would see fit to climb up onto him.
🕸️ // how things change, how things stay the same. it feels like only a moment where he dreamed he was back in the balmy breezes of alola's route 1, but just as soon as his eyes blink open, he finds himself back in spirale. it feels like more than just a simple dream, but he can't quite put his finger on what, and that vexes him enough to get him miserable.
what does he do when he's miserable? he eats a cutiefly. but alas, in spirale, there are no cutieflys, and there probably never will be.
however, he perks up as he recalls that one bakery with the teal awning that has cutiefly-flavored food! so off he scuttles, desperate for something tasty. he climbs through an open window, delighted to find that there is, in fact, some pudgy dough in the color of a cutiefly's underbelly. he makes a beedrilline right for the dough, but startles when the green-haired human shouts in recognition.
uh... hi...
the translation collar buzzes to life with his squeaks, and he has to remind himself that it's not something to destroy, especially if he wants to save his skin from that nasty, horrible broom. the human holds out his hand, and mimi decides it's best to go along with it and crawls onto the open palm.
i'm not trying to steal anything or be bad! i just want the cutiefly food. that stuff, right there! it smells like cutieflys, so i bet it's really sour and sweet, just like them. cutieflys are pokémon that i eat all the time back home, but there's none here.
he points to the proofing sourdough, trying to explain his point. that's all he wants!
AIGHT IT'S GO TIME
please DM me or reply to this post if i owe you a reply!
well, i had no idea i hadn't posted enough for september. i'm sorry to everyone whose threads i'd stumbled on, and once i get the okay to come back, i'll be posting my replies. life has kind of gotten in the way, but i'm bouncing back.
🕸️ // holy shit, mimi's over halfway to giant rank! i've gotta get on some threads. i'm going to check to see if i have a starter call up, and i'll like some other ones. if i don't have one up, i'll make one today. my baby needs his powers back and he needs a faithful companion egg so i can give him a fellow monster!
How Adorable Is Your Muse?
🕸 // you're goddamn right.
Send 💬 for my muse to subject yours to a monologue!
(Add "+ topic" if you want the monologue to be about something specific)
Caring/Reassuring Sentences, Vol. 2
(Sentences from various sources for muses that care for each other. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"I know it's hard, and it's okay to feel frustrated."
"You helped me when I needed help. I won't forget it."
"Someone with a problem can't be forced to get help. They have to want it."
"There's no harm in going soft. We all would, given half the chance."
"I wouldn't hurt you for the world."
"I can't help you if you won't let me."
"I don't want you to think you have to hide anything from me."
"You deserve more."
"The only thing I want - the only thing I've ever wanted - was for you to be happy."
"I know what you're afraid of. We're afraid of the same thing."
"Don't worry, you did the right thing."
"I know what it's like. When I was your age, I also thought I was in love with someone."
"You can't blame yourself for what happened."
"My advice? Don't dwell on that man's petty deceptions."
"You're standing over a precipice and I cannot watch you tumble over it. I refuse to."
"Would you be surprised to learn that you've been on my mind?"
"Your struggle is my struggle; we're in this together."
"It's okay. I know how scary this is."
"Don't worry, this'll be our secret."
"You’re saying 'I' a lot. I heard 'we'."
"You're not alone in this, even when it feels that way."
"You know, whatever you're feeling, you can't blame yourself."
"I can't understand what you're going through, but I can be here for you."
"You know where I am if you ever need to talk to me about anything."
"No love, however brief, is wasted."
"If you are ready to talk about it, I'd very much like to know, but I'm not going to ask you about it anymore."
"You must understand that you will always be special to me."
"You're not going to go through this alone."
"Obviously you want to talk, so talk."
"I don't think that either of us is a fool."
"I'm proud of you."
"You're very dear to me, you know?"
"You might want the world to believe that you're an automaton - a calculating machine - but you and I know better."
"Remember, it's okay to ask for help when you need it."
"You know, some mistakes are quite worth making twice."
"Sometimes you have to talk about things that make you feel uncomfortable."
"I think what you need is a good holiday."
"In life, coincidences do happen."
"I know that it's hard, but one of these days you've got to get over yourself."
"Regret is an inevitable consequence of life."
🕸 // god i love this dumb little bastard; i know that grusha thread isn't for isola, but every time something goes wrong and mimi goes on a tirade, it adds 2 years to my life.
i guess treat this post as an AMA because i want to answer questions about him. (or have him answer questions about himself.) i just want to make more mimi content. my askbox is open, or feel free to reply to this post!
⠀. . .
⠀somehow, he feels as if he's just been sworn at by the little thing.
⠀“ this is . . . still my scarf, you know. ”
⠀the spinarak plops down on the bench lifelessly, and he almost worries he killed it just by pulling it out from the cloth;⠀was it truly that cold, or was he too forceful removing it from its makeshift shelter?⠀but the slightest poke rewards him with a twitch—⠀not dead, just . . . playing, he assumes.
⠀he'd rather his prized scarf not be in reach anymore if a few minutes on a bench is all it takes for wild pokémon to start claiming it.⠀that can go back into the staff room, into a locker—⠀but leaving it on a chilly bench . . .
⠀—there's an extra in the staff room, he remembers, and promptly heads there to swap the two out.⠀would it feel a bit better to have a different scarf to huddle in?
🕸 // well, now the human's left him. now he probably will die to this deep and awful chill. this is awesome. this is so cool and so fun. mimi takes a deep breath before letting out a long, rage-filled screech, legs splaying out in the sheer power of his little voice. arceus, you're going to be the reason he dies, and it's going to be your fault because you made humans this stinky!
but then he perks up when the human comes back. wait, there's another scarf in his hands? oh! oh, happy day! mimi immediately stops screeching and begins squeaking in delight. nevermind, arceus, you will not have a godkiller on this day, for you have brought mimi a gift in this lovely, delightful human, who is oh-so-considerate to the plights of a poor little spinarak! mimi immediately curls up in the cutest pose he can with cooing squeaks, beckoning for the human to bring the scarf closer.
have you tried yelling
i have no idea what youre referring to but of course ive tried yelling
Judging from their actions Mélusine felt it was safe to say the creature didn't quite know where to go. Under normal circumstances she probably would've freaked out somewhat from a spider jumping onto the fairy's hip like their life depended on it. But it did seem scared, especially given the chicken-like creature roaring towards the two of them.
"Are they someone you know?" Without much hesitation the fae knight pushed the other honking creature away, hoping that the spider would somehow explain whether it was friend or foe.
"The two of you don't seem to be on good talking terms..."
🕸 // her question couldn’t be further from the truth, and mimi makes that very clear with the squeal of frightened confusion. what even is this thing?! it looks like some kind of horrible fusion, a monster with traits of many creatures he’s seen before, but none of the charm. ( or he’s just being rude because this thing is biting him. that’s also an option. )
he looks up at the lady with pleading eyes, begging for her to help somehow. he hates to stoop so low that he’s asking a human for any sort of assistance, but everyone’s yelling and screaming and there are bigger monsters destroying everything—and he’s oh-so-very small, so very squishable! if he stays with her, maybe he’ll have a better chance of survival—
—and of course, with one little tug, the tiny dragon-chick pulls mimi away from mélusine’s hip. just his luck. he screeches in fright, trying to spit string in its eyes, but it burns the webs away effortlessly. oh. oh no. fire.
mimi only screams louder, wriggling away with all of his might, but the little monster simply sees that as a challenge to fight. it pecks at him with a scratchy giggle, nothing but delight and mirth in its eyes, but mimi is having none of that, taking out his poison barb and swinging wildly.
Out of anything Mélusine was expecting back on the surface the large moth-like creature was one of them. It seemed like the other districts also had problems to worry about but she was just one person. If everyone else did their jobs and held out then hopefully things would work out in their favor.
Thankfully the "temporary" recovery of their powers was helping out considerably with ensuring everyone did get to safety, without the latchers getting the upper hand. Of course the one thing Mélusine wasn't expecting to see when she landed back down was a bright looking spider. It didn't seem part of the chaos, rather, just caught up in everything.
"I'd suggest getting away from here. It isn't safe even for a creature like yourself." Rather blunt but there was some consideration towards their safety.
"Unless you don't know where to go from here..."
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🕸 // mimi is only too happy to try and leap towards somewhere safer, the poor spinarak nearly constantly trampled by humans, spiramonsters, and strange creatures alike. he himself hasn’t found “his spiramonster” yet, and he doesn’t want to find out what it is if it’s going to try and kill him like everyone else’s. he whines, and with a leap forward, he clings to mélusine’s hip, trying to burrow into it. he doesn’t want to be here anymore—even if he’s missed the taste of that strange bread from the bakery that tastes just like cutieflys, he doesn’t want to die!
however, he’s not the only one who approaches mélusine, and this little creature seems much more willing to pick a fight. a greyish-blue chicken with a fluffy collar of feathers and two strange horns skitters over, crying out with a mixture of a honk and a crackly little roar. it begins to tug at mimi’s lower leg, though it seems equally likely that the little one wants to eat mimi just as much as it wants to pull mimi towards the threat it wants to fight.
i think i've found a good little bastard for mimi's spiramonster! meet gybchiuk, the sand chick po—spiramonster!
he can't speak without a translation collar, same as mimi, so mimi will have to purchase another one for him. but he shares mimi's dramatics and aggression and an oh-so-cute face. the two of them have a mischievous streak a mile wide, but hate the consequences of their own actions! however, where mimi deals with striking from the shadows and pouncing on things in his web, gybchiuk is much more of a front-liner, pecking things and spitting red-hot sand!
because of what this event is based on and what mimi is, i'm going to describe gybchiuk's abilities in pokémon moves. gybchiuk can use abilities that match the pokémon moves ember, sand tomb, peck, and twister!
@tarantucutie replied :⠀there's disgruntled squeaking from the scarf—he is not a "snom", whatever that is! he will show off his bum with an angry expression on it, trying to scare away the human from his warm hidey-hole.
⠀?!
⠀that wasn't his snom at all—⠀and realizing it's something else entirely, he starts back just a bit.
⠀“ eh . . . ? ”
⠀that ‘ hidey - hole ’ protecting it doesn't last long, his scarf lifted up to inspect further.⠀what he originally expected to be an ice - type grub was something else entirely, and . . . not like anything he's seen around in paldea.⠀almost looks like a tarountula, but he doesn't recall them having faces on their abdomens . . .
⠀“ what are you doing in my scarf? ”⠀he has to inquire, as if an arachnid can possibly reply.
🕸 // while grusha doesn’t get a response with words, he does get a response with more annoyed squeaks. the spinarak clings to the scarf, even though its warmth rapidly flees now that it no longer coils around him like a shield. he steadies himself to give this human a proper scolding, chelicerae clacking together in his annoyance to underscore his complaints.
arceus above, humans ruin everything! he swears! what has this world come to to where a young spinarak, fresh-faced and so innocent, cannot simply hide away where he wants to? what does it mean for him, far from home—never mind that he chose to hop ship to paldea because wanderlust bit him like a mothim’s bug bite—lost, alone, with no friends, that he must be stripped away from creature comforts? does this human not care for bug types? is he one of the truly vile?!
and with his performance done, his monologue hanging in the air, the little spinarak “faints” from glaseado’s bone-deep, wretched chill. ( which is to say, he plops down on the nearest flat surface with a tiny grunt and splays out. strong shape, mimi. )
