#puppypapri

[azuranagomii]

Here’s Russell at his full size. Kinda changed up his design from the original to make him completely mine.

Kinda got lazy with the shading. Just wanted to get this pic done.

He’s a puppy papri adoptable by @nyehtish You can see the others at https://nyehtish.tumblr.com/papripuppies

[sephythespooky]

Flower Child

(bringing valentine home from Goggle’s point of view)

Floret bitty from @gaiasteapot​

Twister bitty from @selkiesbittybonanza​

mythbitties from @mythical-adoptions​

Chain lamia bitties from @vex-bittys​

Puppy papri by @nyehtish​

Sunlust lamia by @bitti-tarts

Moonjelly naga bitty from @dumplingsspookysweeties​ (aka me!) )

I liked the idea of being a helper. Not being able to see wasn’t fun, even if I only half know what that’s like. It let me bond a bit with Virgil, that first little while, both of us missing sockets.

But Valentine couldn’t see at all, so I could help them. I kept their bitty carrier secure in my coils all the way home.

“What sort of bitties are at home?” they asked as we got in the car. It took a lot of effort, at least it felt like it from the tone in their voice.

“Well, we have a lot of myth bitties at home, and quite a few snakes if you include Goggles. And then there are the puppies.” Sephy giggled about them. I knew she was in love with the big bones, and it made me happy to think about it. Made me feel more secure that our family wouldn’t fall apart.

“Puppies?” Val seemed to be confused.

“really tall skeletons with some dog features and tendencies,” I explain. the little rose leans against my scales and hums, acknowledging they heard me. “Sweet Bun is the housekeeper in the family. He’s the cook, the cleaner, and very nice. Then we have Goldie, who’s more of a lazybones, but he’s the protector kinda guy. And last is Gracey, who’s the newest pup. He’s shy and quiet, but he’s gentle to us and very enthusiastic about everybody being happy.”

Valentine seemed satisfied for a while, their fingers smoothing my scales with interest. But then they asked, “what about the myth bitties?”

“We have Dante, a Dietyrus who is very energetic but sweet,” Sephy lists off, counting on her fingers as we sit at a red light, “his Harbinger, Virgil, and their little brother, Orpheus, the Faerie. Then we have Adonis and Morpheus. Adonis is an Eastern Red, a dragon-”

“FIRE?!” Valentine yelped and crouched down in their box.

“hey, no, it’s okay,” I tried to purr to calm them. I could feel the little pings of panic from their soul, “donny never blows fire. even when he was super mad at dante once, he never used his fire. and even if he wanted to, he’d have to get through all of me first.” Poor little flower.

Sephy felt bad about it, too, I could see it in her face, “Oh, honey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. Goggles is right, Donny’s just a lazy noodle, and he’s really sweet, especially to his brothers and mate....”

“Wh-what are they?” the stammer showed they were still scared, but Valentine at least peeked their petals over the edge of my coils again.

“Morpheus is his first brother, and he’s a Lucirazz. Then we have a Dealer, Jubilee. He’s one of the sweeter red suits, a diamond, so he’ll be nice if you ask him to. And Donny’s mate is Amethyst, a Sunlust lamia bitty.”

I purr. Amethyst has been really good for our household. He made Donny happy, he helps me and Gracey and Sephy with our anxiety, and he love love loves the fact that we all like to cuddle...except Virgil, but I’m pretty sure he’s what Sephy calls a ‘tsundere’, like those cute cactus pictures she puts on her phone.

Valentine nods, “Anybody else?”

“Mmhm,” She’s turning into our apartment complex now, “I have a Chain lamia named Georgio, and I just found out yesterday that he and Wagner, his Vampyrus mate, are going to have a clutch of eggs soon.”

A soft gasp made me look down. Valentine looked nervous, “Babies?”

“Yes, babies.” Sephy slowly pulled into our spot at the end of the line. “And last we have Denim. He’s a Moonjelly naga, a classic sans type snake. He likes to boop people on the nose, but we told him to leave you be until you say it’s okay.”

Valentine has popped back up to full height, and I hold them tight while Sephy picks us up from the passenger seat. “Are the babies here yet?”

“not yet, rosey,” I explain. “Georgio and Wagner just barely told Sephy about it, and Georgio’s got his soul bond with Sephy. He’ll be kind of protective for a while until the babies are hatched and kinda big. So there’s no need to fret”

They ease a bit, and nodded again. “Okay. And they know I can’t see?”

“yep,” We’re going up the stairs so Sephy’s concentrating. She’s scared of twisting her ankle again like a few months ago, so I don’t blame her for being quiet. “usually when we take someone in from a center, we’ve all agreed they’d fit in well with us. only gracey and denim were surprise members of the family.”

They seem to relax for the most part, and Sephy gets them out of their carrier and opens the door.

“WELCOME HOME!” Sweet Bun’s voice greets us as always, and I feel Valentine jump at the sudden sound.

“Sweet Bun, remember-”

“Oh!” His voice is much softer now as he comes out of the laundry area and gives Sephy a hug. “Sorry, I forgot for a moment. Hello, little flower friend. It’s nice to meet you.”

Valentine reached out, and Sweet Bun put his finger into their hands. The pups were all at full height now, so he was over half a foot taller than Sephy now. It made me feel good that we had three tall guys here to help if something ever happened to Sephy. I know I couldn’t lift a whole human in my tiny arms.

“I do have to go organize the others, little friend. I’ll be back in a moment.” When he was let go, Sweet Bun zipped from room to room, gathering people as Sephy sat on the sofa after closing the door.

“Okay, Valentine. That was Sweet Bun. Are you okay so far?”

They say slowly, “I think so? It will take a little bit to get used to his big voice, but his small voice is good for now. Does anyone else have a big voice like that?”

“nope.” I don’t think so, anyway. Sweet Bun is the loudest of all of us. “Orpheus, we call him Fi for short, is a little loud and so is Morpheus, but they’re all way softer than Sweet Bun’s normal voice.”

“um?” I look down and Denim is there. He’s quiet, mostly, but he’s talking right now. And he actually wears shirts now. Sometimes.

“Valentine, Denim is here.” Sephy says, and their vines reach out.

“Hi, Denim.” Valentine is happy, so I’m happy.

Denim slithers closer and lets Valentine feel his face, “hi. i won’t boop you. um...what’s your name?” His voice is very very soft and I’m kind of surprised to hear it. He’s barely said a word to anyone since he came here.

“I’m Valentine. Thank you for not booping me, and I appreciate you talking softly.” Yes good. Everybody’s doing well so far.

Denim hums and nuzzles into Valentine’s hands, then backs away, “talk to you later,” and he’s off to wherever he likes to hide.

Amethyst slides up next, and I greet him. “hey, mey. meet valentine.”

“Hello, sweetheart,” Mey purrs and leans his face against my coil so Val can feel him.

“Oh. You smell nice.” Val mentions, and Mey starts to purr.

“Thank you. You smell and look fantastic, darling. Welcome home.” I had a feeling Mey would probably try to help Valentine out, too, and I didn’t mind.

“Goggles said that...that the dragon is your mate. He won’t burn me, right?” Aww, they were still worried about Donny hurting them. Poor Val.

“Oh no, he would never.” Amethyst cooed and gently kissed some of Val’s petals, earning a shy squeak, “Adonis is a tender soul who loves peace and family. And you are our family now, Valentine.”

“O-okay,” Val was blushing. and I knew things would be good. Mey could keep anybody calm.

Fi and Morpheus zoomed in, “I’M COMING, GOGGLES!” called Morpheus and Val shifted to face them as the two landed.

Fi squeaked and held out his hand, “HI! YOU’RE THE NEW FRIEND, RIGHT?”

By now, Sweet Bun was back and sat on the far end of the sofa, clearing his throat to announce his presence. Val reached out and found Fi’s hand, “O-oh, hi. Um, what is your name?”

“HE’S FI AND I’M MORPHEUS THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE!” Oh dear, M is being....well, himself. The more he grows up, the more (falsely) cocky he gets. I worry about him.

“Oh. Why are you terrible? Morpheus?” Val reached out their other hand and Morpheus seemed to realize his posing was useless and calmed down.

“BECAUSE I’M ME. AND BECAUSE IF I’M GREAT AND TERRIBLE I CAN PROTECT YOU AND FI.”

“AND I’M NOT TERRIBLE BECAUSE I DON’T WANT TO BE SCARY.” Fi answered a question no one asked. As usual for the cutie. “WE’LL HELP RAISE THE BLINDS FOR YOU TO GET SUNSHINE.”

Sephy chuckled, “That’s very kind of you, boys.”

Val hummed as he examined the two hands he was given. Fi’s wings were fluttering, and I said softly, “hey, fi, you’re awfully breezy today.”

He puffed up his cheeks and huffed, but Morpheus growled at me. Hah, cute. I love these two kids.

“Oh?” Val turned to me. “Was that a pun?”

“yeah,” I hum, “Fi was flapping his wings to make those little gusts.”

“Wings...” Val seems pleased with the idea.

“Um, if you’re ready for the others, Valentine,” Sweet Bun says gently, “they’re here. But at your pace, of course.”

Nodding, they let go of Fi and Morpheus, “it’s nice to meet both of you.”

They giggle and fly away, off to play more games.

Dante whines and puts his head on Sephy’s knee. I realize he can’t directly communicate with Val because he can’t speak. “virgil? would you mind translating for your bro?”

“It is my solemn duty and only joy,” Virgil huffs and appears on Dante’s head. “Valentine, you are in the presence of the great diety known as Dante, and I am Virgil, translator and brother of Orpheus.”

There are several groans and coos from Dante, and he signs while he makes them, for the benefit of the rest of the family (and so they can correct Virgil if he tries to twist the words).

“My god wishes you to know he is also blind, traditionally speaking, and can only sense the world through his amazing extra senses.” Val reached out their vines and was gently analyzing Dante’s face while Virgil talked. “Welcome to our divinely cultivated family.”

Val’s vines slip over Virgil, too, who is surprisingly patient with them. “Hello, Dante, Virgil. Thank you.” When the vines withdraw, so does Dante’s head.

Sephy says softly, “Are you doing okay, Valentine?”

“Um, yes? I could use some water, though.” She sets us on the cushions and goes to get some.

Sweet Bun pushes Goldie and Gracey forward, “Valentine, these two about to give you their fingers are Goldie and Gracey. Please present yourselves to our new tiny friend!”

Goldie’s soft, warm voice is always calming. If I had to pick someone to be in charge other than Sephy, Goldie wins. He loves us and is strong enough to protect us.

“hey, valentine. i’m goldie. it’s good to have you safe at home.”

Val shook his finger, then Gracey offered his whole hand to the searching vines.

“m’gracey...you’re a nice, soft little fella...that’s good.” This made Val hum happily. They liked being praised.

A soft purr reached Valentine’s attention, and they turned their head down to it.

“Georgio~” Sephy cooed as she picked up the mini chain. Here was our brave and gentle founder. I guessed Wagner and Starlight were back in the nest boxes.

“heya. felt how happy everybody was and thought i’d join for a minute.” He sounded sleepy. He probably was, if I had to guess.

“geo,” Goldie said softly, “check out our cute new pal.”

“ooh.” He turned and Val followed his movements with their head. “hey there, flower baby. i’m georgio, sephy’s chain. i’m a lamia, so snakey sounds are gonna happen. when they wake up tonight, you can meet starlight and my mate, wagner. they’re sleeping in the closet, but uh...don’t go there.”

“i...i don’t plan to.” Val answers shyly. Georgio purred some more and flopped on Sephy’s hand as it came closer.

“valentine, we’ll set you in the sun for a while now, okay?” I ask, figuring introductions were over.

“Oh. Okay.” they cuddle up to me as I set them against my back, heading to the windowsill. I figure I’ll let them sun and take a nap myself.

All in all, a good day.

[vex-bittys]

would it be weird to ask for a 'bad owner' drabble? like in the style of a regular matchup except the prospective owner, while on the surface seeming completely friendly and nice to the lamias and just looking for a loving companion but underneath has bad intentions? something like "i'd like a tough boy who can help me at my job!" and they're actually looking for test subjects (maybe you/the more perceptive lamia notice something shady about them and stop the attempted adoption, or maybe not)

Doing His Best

The Lamia Bittybones Adoption Center connected human and monster adopters of all shapes and sizes with lamia bitty companions that matched their personalities. No two adoptions, and no two days in the shop for that matter, were ever the same. Honey the Pappy puppypapri waited attentively at the front desk on a crisp autumn morning, waiting to see what the new day would bring.

The bell above the door jingled. Honey perked up, ready for his first customer of the day. Vex left him in charge today, and he wanted more than anything to do a good job. The visitor approached the desk, but before Honey could so much as utter a greeting, a feeling of dread swept through him. The person who had entered shop had an aura of darkness surrounding them that chilled Honey to the marrow.

The young puppypapri couldn’t stop himself from shrinking away from the stranger when they stepped in front of the desk. His reaction only made them laugh, a dark and humorless sound.

“Aww, there’s no reason to be scared of me,” said the person kindly, then suddenly their tone changed and they yelled ”BOO!” at him, causing his ears to shoot straight up in the air in fright.

“C’mon, little guy, I’m just playing around,” the person said, slapping Honey on the shoulder.

Honey hated the way the sensation of their unwanted touch lingered on his arm. He wondered if he should call Vex, but she trusted him to take care of the shop, and that meant handling any adoption request that came through the door, even if the person creeped him out. He vowed to show them around, do the very best job he could do, and make Mama Vex proud of him.

Regaining his composure, Honey told the potential adopter to follow him. He led them over to the Mamba nests first, hoping that the confident and cocky lamia bittybones could handle the stranger’s abrasive mannerisms. The puppypapri began his memorized speech about Mamba characteristics and care while the Mambas took up positions for their individual displays, but the visitor interrupted them, jabbing the nearest Mamba in the ribcage with an invasive forefinger.

“Are these ones venomous?” they asked, jabbing the Mamba several more times with the offending finger.

Honey watched the irritation on the Mamba’s features transform into outrage. He grabbed the rude stranger’s hand and pulled them away quickly before the Mamba had a chance to demonstrate just how venomous he was. Good Boys did not let an adopter get bitten by an angry Mamba, no matter how much the situation justified it. Maybe it would be better if he introduced the visitor to a more even-tempered lamia?

Keeping a tight grip on the stranger’s hand lest they decide to try their poking tactic on a grumpy Coral or a King, Honey escorted them to the play pools in the rear of the shop to introduce them to the Kraits. The Kraits never bit anyone. Honey sincerely hoped it would stay that way.

The visitor seemed to be very interested in the Kraits. When the black and white banded lamias crowded around to meet them, they crouched down to get a better view. Honey breathed a sigh of relief which was cut short by the person grabbing a Krait by the tip of his tail and lifting him into the air! Honey snatched the Krait away from them, unable to believe their inappropriate behavior.

“These are the ones with the Void venom right?” the visitor asked, reaching out to pick up another Krait. The usually friendly lamia bittybones scattered. Frowning, the person leaned in and used an outstretched finger to yank at the mouth of the Krait Honey held, exposing the Krait’s fang. The Krait wiggled free and buried his face in Honey’s shirt. Honey had had enough!

“How many of these can I order?” the oblivious jerk asked.

“None!” Honey shouted, setting the terrified Krait down. He planted his little paws and straightened his back, puffing out his chest and facing the stranger, though they towered over him even at his full height. “You can’t have any lamia bittybones!”

The person’s calm demeanor melted away into the crackling tension of barely restrained violence. They stepped forward aggressively, invading Honey’s personal space and attempting to force him backwards, but Honey stood his ground, even when they loomed over him, looking down their nose and sneering: “Yeah, what are you going to do about it, pipsqueak?”

Honey fought off the urge to retreat, to tremble, to hide. Instead, he placed his hands on his hips and matched the stranger glare for glare. “If you don’t leave right now, I’ll… I’ll bite you!” Honey growled, showing off his very small but very sharp teeth.

The stranger snorted derisively. Honey thought he had failed, and he didn’t know what else to do. Would they attack him? Would they kidnap the Kraits? Angry tears welled up in Honey’s sockets; he felt powerless. In a last desperate attempt to protect the denizens of the shop, Honey flailed his little paws in what he hoped was a competent and dangerous manner.

The person suddenly went pale and began to back away, nearly falling into one of the pools before turning and fleeing from the shop entirely. Honey hurried to the door and watched them running down the sidewalk as fast as their legs would carry them. Honey stared down at his paws in silent wonder. He did it! He defended the shop while Mama Vex was away, and his legs were only shaking a little bit!

“And don’t come back,” Honey whispered under his breath. Walking back to the front desk, Honey treated himself to two of his Good Boy candies. He’d sure earned them today!

Unbeknownst to Honey, Vex and Waffle had arrived back at the shop just in time to see the stranger terrorizing Honey and the Kraits. Waffle tried to lunge forward to help Honey, but Vex stopped him. It would damage Honey’s confidence to be rescued. Still, when the person had glanced up over the top of Honey’s head, they’d seen two gleaming crimson eyelights framed by an imposing cobra hood.

Though the bully had no qualms about picking on Honey, they certainly didn’t want to cross a massive lamia like Waffle. As soon as the intruder made their escape, Waffle melted back into the shadows, allowing Honey to claim the victory. Waffle and Vex snuck back out of the shop and circled the block. The person had been unpleasantly surprised to collide with a very disapproving, extremely large full-sized King lamia.

After giving the person a very stern warning to stay away from the adoption center, Vex and Waffle strolled through the rear entrance to the shop, pretending they had just returned. Neither of them mentioned seeing the stranger or Honey’s display of courage. When Vex asked if anything had happened in their absence, Honey smiled to himself, and answered simply:

“Nothing I couldn’t handle.”

More Drabbles | INDEX | Read on AO3

[mylilcornertablestation]

pup day out

(Puppy papri belong to nyehtish)

[samekh-kyo-blog]

it’s me again

I’m really in doubt if I should do something nsfw …. I’m not good with nuds yet :/

…………….

puppypapri by: @nyehtish

[katharsenpai]

So today I drew my little Duke! His behavior is wonderful, so he won a medal! Puppypapri by @nyehtish ! Sooooo sweet!!!

[ruffy-rabbity]

I couldn’t resist to adopt Duke and Pup ;w;

Puppy Papri by @nyehtish -repost-

[sorry dear, somebody deleted my blog ;; ]

[vex-bittys]

A Very Nappy Pappy: A PuppyPapri Drabble

“Edgar,” said Vex, surveying the flower petal- and leaf-strewn war zone in the center of the shop, “I think we need a new shop assistant while Waffle and Syrup are busy with baby Butter.”

Edgar nodded as a group of industrious Papythons slithered over to clean up the mess with brooms and dustpans, mops and buckets.

“The Papythons do an excellent job running the front desk,” Edgar commented, “but they're so cute and sweet that people keep adopting them.” Vex and Edgar leaned on the front desk together in contemplative silence for awhile. Finally, Vex spoke again.

“I think we should adopt a puppypapri. A Duke or Pup would make a perfect helper.” Vex pulled up a webpage about puppypapri to show Edgar the different types. He hooted softly in agreement after reading the Duke and Pup descriptions. “Can you keep an eye on the shop while I go adopt one?”

“Of course,” said Edgar. “The hatchlings are napping, and if they wake up, Waffle is there to keep an eye on them. Go and get your puppypapri.” Edgar smiled warmly, and Vex gave him a quick kiss on the cheek for all of his hard work before dashing out of the shop.

Vex returned to a calm and quiet shop with her new puppypapri in her arms. The toddler-sized dog-eared Papyrus wore a little orange hoodie that said Honey and had a bee embroidered on it. The puppypapri was fast asleep and hung limply in her arms like an adorable sack of potatoes.

Edgar stared at the Papyrus pup. “Is he ok?” he asked tentatively, poking the puppypapri, who didn’t react at all.

“He’s just a sleepy baby; all Pappy puppies are,” Vex cooed at her darling, setting him upright on the front desk. The limp puppypapri toppled forward, and Vex caught him.

“I thought you were going to get a Duke or a Pup?” Edgar helped to prop the new addition to the shop back up into an upright position. The Pappy immediately flopped over backwards, and this time, Edgar caught him.

“I was, but this little guy was just too precious and drowsy.” Vex and Edgar arranged the Pappy so that he was sitting- precariously balanced, but sitting. He promptly flopped down, melting into a Pappy puddle on the counter. “I think I’m going to call him Honey.” Vex ruffled Honey’s soft little ears.

“I thought the point of getting one of the puppypapri was to have a new assistant,” Edgar ventured, also reaching out to pet the enticing little ears atop Honey’s little skull. Honey snuggled himself up into a comfortable little ball on the countertop, nuzzling his head into the ear rubs without even waking up.

“He can keep the adoption papers from blowing away when people open the shop door on windy days.”

“So he’s a paper weight?”

“The best paper weight.”

Honey’s little tail wagged in his sleep.

INDEX

Puppypapri and Pappy Puppypapri by @nyehtish (NSFW blog)

Edgar by @damnedxfate (NSFW blog)