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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
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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!) )
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.”
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pup day out
(Puppy papri belong to nyehtish)
it’s me again
I’m really in doubt if I should do something nsfw …. I’m not good with nuds yet :/
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puppypapri by: @nyehtish
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So today I drew my little Duke! His behavior is wonderful, so he won a medal! Puppypapri by @nyehtish ! Sooooo sweet!!!
I couldn’t resist to adopt Duke and Pup ;w;
Puppy Papri by @nyehtish -repost-
[sorry dear, somebody deleted my blog ;; ]
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.
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Puppypapri and Pappy Puppypapri by @nyehtish (NSFW blog)
Edgar by @damnedxfate (NSFW blog)
