#🕸️ // sneakfangs 01.

[tarantucutie]

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.