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theriverpersonshadow · 3 years ago

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Lamia Drama Part 13

I honestly just forgot to upload this for a while oops XD

As always, the Lamia species in this fic belong to @vex-bittys

I don’t remember if I ever made it clear or not, but Nikolai doesn’t actually live at Caring Coils adoption center. He has his own human!

A very bittersweet chapter, warning for discussions of old age and general, nearing-end-of-life care. This one kind of hit home for me, though Nikolai knows how to react far better than I did as a kid. If you personally struggle reading stuff like this, then you might want to skip this chapter. (Not that there’s anything to skip to yet, probably).

For those of you who want to stay, hope you enjoy and/or cry.

Nikolai was half lost in thought as he fumbled with the keys to his home: a cute, pink house in the suburbs with little yellow flowers in the windows. It’d been quite the day. He’d meant to half a talk in private with Keith – finding one’s bondmate was always a life-changing occasion, but he knew Keith had certain beliefs that would make it all the more world-shifting – but he’d gotten rather distracted. Partway through Alex’s session zero, a drunken imbecile decided to harass the Bitty Mamba and was threatening to call the cops when one eventually bit him, ranting and raving even as Nikolai had to physically wrestle him down to inject anti-venom. They had precautions for exactly such an event, of course, and were legally protected, but it was still an incident report that made him stay late. On top of that, it was grocery night, but thankfully Keith had showed him a lovely app that allowed him to pre-order his shopping. Generally, he liked shopping the old fashioned way, but it’d come in handy a few times. Maybe he could talk to Maia about Keith, she’d help him sort it out, if she felt up to it.

The lock finally clicked and Nikolai shoved the door open, trying not to squish the bags of groceries he was carrying. Buster started barking, running down and immediately flopping onto his back in front of Nikolai and entirely getting in the way, but he just rolled his eyes. “I’m home,” he said.

“Welcome home,” Maia wheezed from behind a breathing mask. The plastic covering was strapped across her face, covering her nose and mouth and muffling her, but she was still audible. She was sitting upright on the couch, her day caretaker, Emily, next to her. Maia’s skin was dark, but old age had turned it ashy and wrinkled. Once black hair had greyed, but her pale-green eyes shone as bright as ever. She was so thin these days, not that she’d ever been particularly heavy, but she used to have more muscle on her. Taking care of a shop full of lamia tended to keep you fit, but it couldn’t beat time completely.

Nikolai’s soul sank seeing her, but he put on a small smile instead, “Glad to be back.” He went to the put the groceries up in the kitchen, the smell of chicken noodle and cream of mushroom soup hitting him. Sylvester was there, bless that Krait. He didn’t live in the house, but he’d been coming over more often to check on him and Maia. Nikolai went over, purrs in his chest, “What? No welcome home kisses?”

Sylvester huffed, cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink, “You didn’t give me much time you know.” He leaned in and gave Nikolai a peck on the fangs. “I’ve got the groceries, don’t worry about it.” He’d been coming over more often as Maia deteriorated, but he didn’t live there. He had his own job and apartment as a science teacher.

“Thank you,” Nikolai said, leaving those be to go be with Maia. The faint, but ever-sharp scent of chemicals nipped his tongue, something that was becoming increasingly common. He curled up next to Maia, letting Emily take her leave, and took one of Maia’s hands in both of his. Somehow, hers were almost as skeletal. “How are you?”

“Oh I’m…” she paused to take a deep breath, voice hoarse, “still kicking.” She shifted, free hand coming up to cup Nikolai’s face. “You worry too much.”

Nikolai chuckled, draping the tip of his tail on her. She was still warm, inside and out. “Good to hear it.”

There was a lull as she stroked the back of his head – he lowered somewhat so she could reach – but eventually she spoke again, “Eddy and Dart came over earlier...” Eddy was a kid down the street, Dart his bitty pygmy. From their adoption center, of course.

“Oh? How are they?”

“Doing well.” She paused to breathe for a moment, coughing a little into the tubes. “Got out the feather toy. Hope…” breathe, in and out… “you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. I’m glad someone got to play with it. Did he catch it?”

“Easily,” she chuckled. “Not what I used to be… wore myself out.”

“Pygmies wear everyone out,” he said with a chuckle.

“Too true!”

They took a moment to laugh together, TV quietly playing the background. Maia’s eyes had drifted to the door. She shifted about on too-thin legs, restless.

“Do you want to go for a walk?” Nikolai asked. “I can go get the wheelchair and portable respirator.”

Maia huffed. “I can…” She tried to push herself up, shaking until she fell back down into his waiting arms. “If you wouldn’t mind.”

“Not at all,” he said, going to get it and setting it up without a second thought. The two chatted idly as he did until, finally, she set up. He told Sylvester that they’d be back in half an hour, put on his service lamia vest, got Buster’s leash, and went outside. It was late and overly warm, but the sun was still out and kids and lamia alike were running around; that’s summer for you. It’d be fall soon enough, but for now they could just enjoy a nice stroll in the summer sun.

#Lamia Drama #Part 13 #Lamia Drama Part 13 #Maia the Human #Nikolai #Nikolai the King #Vex-Bitties #Despite not actually being bitties #I just like writing the big ones I guess?#Sue me XD #King Lamia #Tw: Old Age #end of life care #Medical #Bittersweet

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sw124 · 4 years ago

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[Lamia-Birdy-Bitty Daily life!13]

/Pro-Revenge/p2

Hello my Lamia lovers how are you all doing, good I hope...

As I promised I would explain everything but if it gets to long I may do a part 3, now things get really sad in this so fair warning to all who have sensitive bitties. Now as you all have read from my last post I told you about Leo, Rosie, Phthalo the Mamba, my relationship with them and the tragedy that followed. At the very end of that I spoke about how Rosie got a phone call that ended with her in pure hysterical crying. Yeah I know, in the last post it didn’t sound like it but cut me some slack here....things were tough and I really didn’t want to describe her crying.

They were int he kitchen while I and the children were in the living room, as much as I wanted to go and comfort Rosie her siblings and Leo’s brother Jon told me this was something that shouldn’t be exposed to. So I was asked to do a lunch run for the kids, Rodger was about to get his wallet but before he could I quickly told him that lunch was on me and not to worry about paying me back. He was taken aback by it but I told him that this wasn’t the time for small things like that, all I wanted was a list of what food to get.

The kids were between 7 and 12 so to satisfy them all I went to the local drive through of every kids favorite places...you know with the Golden Arches you know the one. So I got nuggets, fries, some ice cream for them and brought it back. Also some cheese burgers for the adults, wasn’t that big a deal. When I got back...things hadn’t improved, I had just walked in when I over heard Jon yelling. The kids were all huddling close together and staring at the kitchen, he was yelling into a phone. I go over and motion the kids to follow me, I walk them outside and into the backyard away from the yelling. Rosie and Leo have wooden picnic table outback so the kids ate out there.

While they ate I snuck through the backyard to my place and gathered all my boys and brought them over. I kept Nebula with me while Tundra, Dante, Chip, and Mozart sat with the kids. It was a good idea cause the kids were distracted with the bitties. Tundra bonded with the youngest of the kids while the others played hide and seek. After a few hours of running around Betty called the kids in to wash up cause they were all going out to eat.

I was gathering up my boys to head back to the apartment when Betty rushed out to stop me. She had something in her hand, even from this distance I saw it was cash. She wanted to thank me for helping with the kids but being who I am and how I was raised I told her I couldn’t accept the money. She insisted but again I refused, I explained that now was not the time to be paying people for favors especially with me. Leo never paid me when I voluntarily helped him with yard work so I’m not starting now with any member of his family.

[Needless to say she was taken slightly aback by my words but that smile she gave me told me how proud/happy she was to hear that]

The next couple of weeks had been....slow, I told work about the funeral and let them know when I’d need my time off to attend. They were supportive, after work I’d stop by Rosie’s home and see if she and the rest of her kin needed my help. So far they had things handled with the funeral but were grateful for my help with the little ones [And Phthalo sometimes]. My boys loved it too, Tundra especially.

It was when my boys and I were watching the kids in the front yard that a car pulled up, this car...geez I had to do a double take. I’m not a car buff but I know at least some cars, this one was one of those Aston Martin Rapid S models. Pearl black with silver trim, chrome wheels, I mean this thing looked sharp! Even I know a car like that is beyond my pay grade. Who the hell owned this kind of car?

My question was answered when two men stepped out....dressed like they stepped out of a high end resorts tennis court. You know the pastel polo shirts, white dress shorts, sweaters tied around their shoulders, ball caps and shades. I get if you hear someone dies you’re in a rush to see the family but seriously.....

One of them saw me and walked over, the smell hit me first, one of those overpowering colones that just burnt your eyes.

Stranger1:Hey, this [insert Rosie/Leo’s last name] house?

That tone...it was that kind of tone that makes me wanna slap someone.

Me:....May I ask who you are?

I didn’t want to be rude but I don’t know these guys.

Stranger: You retarded? I asked you a damn question.

I was taken aback by his callousness, I glared at him and repeated my question.

[We’ll call these two Son1 and Son2]

Son1: My dad lives around here, names Leo is this his house or what?

Me: ..Yes this is his house.

With that both men walked up to the front door and just let themselves in, I was just shell shocked, these two were Leo’s boys?! I was so use to Leo’s southern gentlemen attitude I figured that any member of his family would maybe have some similar sensibility. I tried to shake it off an go back to watching the kids an my boys. I had sat down on on the grass and was about to tell the kids some stories when [though faint] I heard shouting. Rodger stormed out of the house, even from this distance I could see he was ready to punch something or someone. Despite that I walked over.

Me: Rodger I’m gonna take the kids to the park nearby.

Rodger: [calmed down a little] That’d be nice, thank you darlin’.

So our impromptu story time was cut short with a walk to the local park just a block away. It has playground equipment, its not that big but the kids didn’t care. They were swinging, jumping, running, playing, basically oblivious to the reason why we were there in the first place. My boys enjoyed it too, Nebula stayed with me obviously. It was about an hour later that their parents drove up to collect them, they thanked me and gathered their kids to head to their hotels to rest. I got my boys and headed back to our apartment, we were walking past Leo’s house and thankfully that Martin was gone. On impulse we walked up the steps and knocked on the door, I just had to check on Rosie.

The door flung open and I was greeted with a very angry Jon, it startled me but thankfully it disappeared when he saw me. He apologized up an down thinking I was one of the sons, I told him that its ok and informed him that all the kids were with their parents. He thanked me again, he then sat down in one of the rocking chairs set out on the porch.

He started asking me questions.

Jon: Them boys didn’t do anything to you now did they?  Me: Pardon?

Jon: Did those boys say anything or do anything to you?”

Me: Well one of them called me retarded when I asked him who he was but other then that he didn’t say or do anything to me.

Jon glared and apologized for their behavior, he then asked me to sit down on the bench next. I told him whatever the history between these boys and their parents wasn’t any of my business and if Rosie or anyone else doesn’t want to share it with anyone outside the family I have to respect that. That brought a smile to his face, I still took his offer and joined him him. I diverted the conversation instead to his childhood with Leo, that eased whatever tension he had. After some trips in memory lane he had fully calmed down, Rosie, Phthalo, Betty and Rodger joined us outside and continued the story telling. Which lead to making dinner together, a big pot of creamy seafood gumbo. After dinner I took my boys home.

Finally the day of the funeral was set, I informed work and got a week off, took Tundra and Dante to do some shopping for some proper clothing and prepped myself for...well you know.

The day finally came and I got myself ready, I was debating on bringing my boys but after some debate I chose to bring Chip and Dante since they were the closest to Leo. Mozart, Nebula and Tundra didn’t mind, two of them were happy to stay home and nap while Tundra watched a marathon of “How its made” on the science channel.

The three of us got there and were greeted warmly by Rodger and Jon, Betty complimented my clothes and showed me inside. They held the service in a small chapel inside the funeral home, I finally got to see Rosie and speak to her...sort of. I gave my condolences and she thanked me for attending but then she pulled me in and whispered that Leo left me something in his Will. I wasn’t sure how to react....so I whispered back to her that if he left me money that she could keep it cause I couldn’t accept any money from a friend, even if it was his dying wish I just can’t accept it.

That comment made her smile...it was good to see her smile, soon the service started, I sat in a pew a little towards the back. Don’t think me rude but it was in case I needed to leave the room, not cause I’d get bored but if I started crying, I didn’t want to disrupt anyone speaking or the eulogy itself. I looked around and I actually saw the two sons, at least they had the decency to show up. The funeral ended and an urn was presented to Rosie and Phthalo, everyone sat for a moment of silence with their heads bowed....

[All accept the sons who kept looking at their phones the whole FREAKING TIME!!]

After which the reading of the will was held, I told Rosie though I was invited I’d rather stay away, I didn’t want the sons getting the wrong idea. She understood and told me to come by her place later, after that I said my goodbyes and headed home. When I got back I put my ‘kick around’ clothes on, made some tea, took out some things to bake up some cookies, baked them and sat down with everyone to watch some stuff and...just try an settle after a day like this.

An hour later there’s a knock at my door, I open it to find...Leo’s sons. I had to glare at them.

Son1: So this where you live?  Me: No, I’m only staying here for the funeral. What the hell do you want?  Son1: Our dad mentioned you in his will, left you 200$ and-

Me: Don’t care, I’m lettin yer mom keep the money. I don’t want cash or anything like that, but what I would like to know is how the hell you knew where to find me?

Son1: Ain’t any of your buisness, listen if you know whats good for you, you’ll stay away from our mom and if she passes away in the future an we find out your in her Will we’ll sue you for every penny you got, you understand?  Me: [slams door in his face and tells him to F-off, I then quietly lock the door.]

I storm to my backyard...to find of all people Rosie sitting on one of my lawn chairs. She had a few boxes next to her of kitchen appliances, a countertop pizza oven, air fryer and a lovely ceramic Dutch oven. She gave me a look that said ‘I heard every word so don’t bother lying’. Like I could lie to her at this point, so I explained what they said to me and how I slammed the door in their faces. Rosie told me she’d take care of it, then she presented me what Leo left me in his Will. They were suppose to be my Christmas and Birthday presents but since he wasn’t going to be around to give them to me he was determined be sure I was left with something I’d use. She also handed me the 200$ but like I told the boys I refused the money, she nodded an then countered my words with inviting me to a restaurant with my boys.

I agreed and we all gathered up to go out with her family to eat.

Now your wondering where the Revenge is coming, be patient in the next part is where the Pro Revenge starts to comes in. Please stay tuned.

[for more info on Lamia bitties speak to @vex-bittys and visit her plz, as for Bird Bitties please speak to @coalition-aviary-bitty-adoption for information on them]

#fanfic #lamia bitties #vex bittys

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askthemaanythingandrp · 5 years ago

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Owners and Bitties (Updated version PT 2)

VollmondRose(Male);

Tony (Redmises /UF sans kitty bitty)

Gibbs (Bosscoon/ UF papyrus kitty bitty)

Holly (papysynnian/ UT papyrus kitty bitty)

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Tony, Gibbs, and Holly are from @meadowlarkkitties

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McGee (Loaf)

Andrew (Baby Doll)

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McGee and Andrew are from @wonderland-isles

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Midnight (Female);

Brassy (Brass bitty)

Knight (King Lamia)

Soul (Chain Lamia)

Le Roi (Mamba Lamia (Mated to Victor))

Honey (Honey bo Lamia)

Edge (Coral Lamia)

Alexander (The Krat Lamia)

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Brassy, Knight, Soul, Le Roi, Honey, Alexander,and Edge are from @vex-bittys

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Red (Redmises/UF sans kitty bitty)

Boss (Bosscoon/UF papyrus kitty bitty)

Blueberry (Russian Blueberry/US sans kitty bitty)

Stretch (Honey Fold/ US papyrus Kitty bitty)

Lilly (papysynnian/UT papyrus kitty bitty)

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Red, Boss, Blueberry, Strech, and Lilly are from @meadowlarkkitties

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Sirius (Nebula Lamia)

Geno (ghost lamia (Mated to Reaper))

Reaper ( phantom Lamia (Mated to Geno))

Twist (Twister lamia)

Vino (Merlot)

caffè (Expressos)

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Sirius, Geno, Reaper,Twist, Vino, and caffè are from @selkiesbittybonanza

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Paws (Pup)

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Paws is from @blacksheepbittybones

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Starfish (sleep easy Lamia)

Dipper (Sleep easy lamia)

Ruby (Howler (Mated to Sapphire))

Sapphire (Bink (Mated to Ruby))

Amethyst (Snuggle bunny (Ruby and Sapphire’s baby))

Shi (Great Bite)

Victor (Black Bull (Mated to Le Roi))

Bijou (Victor and Le Roi’s baby(Ribbon Shark baby)( Stémma’s brother) )

Stémma (Great Bite (Bijous brother))

Garnet (Alpha)

Kinderschutz (Bit Hound)

Prinz (Royal)

Nachtflug (Floof)

Klug (Sly)

Xī ěr jī (Chubbie)

Fluss (Counting Swap sheep)

Beowulf (Counting Fell sheep)

Vollmond (Full Moon Lunar Prism)

Neumond (New Moon Lunar Prism)

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Starfish, Dipper, Ruby, Sapphire, Amethyst, Shi, Victor, Bijou, Stémma, Garnet, Kinderschutz, Prinz, Nachtflug, Klug, Xī ěr jī, Fluss, Beowulf, Neumond, and Vollmond are from @wonderland-isles

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Error (error bitty)

Fresh ( Fresh bitty)

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Error and Fresh were rescued by me and was healed by @meadowlarkkitties

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Gangar

Roy (Rolu/gastly hybrid)

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Gangar was found inside of my home And i got Roy as an egg from a dieing Lucario (May they rest peacfully)

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Lunar (corrupted Nightmare bitty)

Lucid (MediSlime bitty)

Sunshine (Corrupted nightmare Lamia)

Oscar (Dark Sun lamia (Horror paps))

HoneySuckle (Robin (US papyrus))

rytsar’ (Cardinal (UF papyrus))

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Lunar, Lucid, Sunshine, Oscar, HoneySuckle, and rytsar’ are from @dumplingsspookysweeties

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Gemstone (Gem Lamia)

Ban (Blue Amphipteres/ US dragon)

Sky (Honey Wyvern/ US dragon)

Paw (Pearly Wyvern/ Dragon)

Sweetie (Sweet wolf (Magic bond to Ruff))

Ruff (Sour wolf (Magic bond to Sweetie)( Mate to Plush))

Plush (Softie wolf (Mate to Ruff))

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Gemstone, Ban, Sky, Paw, Sweetie, Ruff, and Plush are from @starlitsunset-adoptions

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Qiánwèi (Edgy/UF papyrus Neko)

Hóngsè (Red/UF sans Neko)

Vermelho (Red/ UF sans Neko)

Wú (Sans/ UT sans Neko)

Lán sè (Blue/US sans Neko)

Azul (Blue/US sans Neko)

Bā shì (Pap/UT papyrus Neko)

Shēnzhǎn (stretch/US papyrus Neko)

Esticam (Stretch/US papyrus Neko)

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Qiánwèi, Hóngsè, Wú, Lán sè, Azul, Bā shì, Shēnzhǎn, and Esticam are from @adoption-center-for-bittys

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Vampy (Vampyrus)

Ghoul (Ghoulrus)

Stella (Starry)

Asia (Asian Red)

Engel (Angelic)

Piànzi (Kitsune)

Fènghuáng (Grillbix)

Huǒ èmó (Fell Grillbix)

tvorca (Inktyr)

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Vampy, Ghoul, Stella, Asia, Engel, Piànzi, Fènghuáng, Huǒ èmó, tvorca, Zerstörer Are from @mythical-adoptions

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Qiánfēng (Nightstriker laima)

mèngxiǎng (Dreamy lamia)

zhuīzōng qì (corrupted Nightstriker lamia)

tiān (Shattered Dreamy Lamia)

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Qiánfēng, mèngxiǎng, zhuīzōng qì, tiān are from @exoticbittyadoption

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Harris (Angel type bitty)

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Harris it from @freshbittycenter

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tails-and-scales-archive · 5 years ago

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I want to heavily thank both @preshbabyblue and @dotchi13 for betaing the story.

The quaint home looked peaceful from the outside, tended gardens brought in fresh produce and an odd layer of silver seemed to have been dusted over the crops. This home was one that the youngest Kitsune knew well, it was where she had stolen Dusk and Dawn’s egg from back when she only had one tail. It was only once you looked into the window, or opened the door, that you would see something was desperately wrong. The smell of death permeated throughout the house, the floor covered in a thick layer of grey, ashen dust. Small piles of said dust could be seen tucked into corners or under furniture- where bitties that had once been created of said dust had gone to hide themselves before facing their untimely deaths.

If wandering eyes continued to peer through the windows of the home, they could spot a line of cages shoved against walls in the bedroom. A humanoid figure enters and grabs one of the cages to take into the kitchen where they roughly drop the cage before pulling the door open. A Lumen and Nocturne were curled up in the back of the cage, the darker bitty protectively coiled around his trembling twin with his fangs bared. Perhaps this time they could get the proper response from the pair that they were looking for, and it would result in the Lumen being roughly pulled away from the Nocturnes’ protective coil. The Lumen would be the key to getting what the figure wanted, they got the strongest reaction from the Nocturnes if the twin was in danger.

Before the Lumen was grabbed, the mysterious figure had slipped on a pair of thick gardening gloves. With their hands protected they could grab the Lumen and pull him from the other bitties’ grasp. In the process, they had to force the Nocturne down onto the rough bottom of the cage. The small creature’s body connects with it violently, small fractures cracking up along their little rib cage, followed by his head which connected with the metal grounding. The Lumen is pulled from the cage, held tightly in the figure’s other hand, the smaller lamia trying to reach out, as he let out cries of distress, struggling in the figure’s grip. The Lumen was very concerned for the damage his brother just took as the Nocturne tried to bite the glove, trying to sink his fangs just a little deeper- to break through the thick fabric and get his venom into this cruel creature’s blood. The figure lifts the Nocturne with a scowl, pulling him from the cage momentarily to shake him. The Nocturne’s body and head jerk back and forth abruptly before he is tossed cruelly back into the cage, leaving him dazed as the cage door is shut and locked.

Their owner walked out into the dining room with the poor Lumen, who was then subject to a tortuous cruelty that it seemed the bitties were forced to deal with at this home on a constant basis. The pained, distressed cry of the Lumen would echo through the house, and soon enough the owner would come back with a smug look on his face and a fist full of something that was then tossed at the Nocturne. The figure’s hand had been full of the same ashen, grey dust that littered the home. The Nocturne, almost instantly, breaks down. He moves quickly to gather up the falling dust as fat, violet tears slip down his cheeks. It was clear that he thought the dust thrown at him was all that remained of his sibling, thinking that their owner had killed him.

The owner would stand there, a bored expression on their face as they watched how the Nocturne grieved before pulling the cage door open again. The Nocturne reared back with an angry hiss, the negativity he felt from his grief and anger starting to visibly show as dark venom began to ooze slowly from his fangs and mouth. The hiss shifts, deepening into a low growl as the viscous black slowly started to cover his body, tail twitching as he waited for the owner to come closer. The venom gathered the dust, keeping it stuck to his bone and body, giving the black a near shimmer effect while the owner’s hand came closer to attempt to pick up the now feral Nocturne. A low snarl came from the lamia before he lunged, fangs sinking into their arm and through the long sleeves that they wore, quick to then flee back to the ground and under the sofa as the owner- or well, former owner, crumpled to the ground from the venom.

Slithering out from under the sofa once the struggles gasps for air and the twitching faded from their owner, the Nocturne jerked his attention to the dining room at a faint whimper. The tentacles that had burst from his back writhed in restrained anger, that whimper sounded familiar, and so the lamia slowly started to move towards the noise, fangs bared as he rounded the corner with his tentacles poised to strike. Only for him to see the familiar golden hue of magic marred with silvery dust streaking ivory bone, weak whimpers coming from his twin.. Golden ‘blood’ oozed from under the slim hands, the feral bolting forward to coil around his wounded twin. The Lumen tensed in fear, blinded from the pain he was in, crying out before the Nocturne began to soothe him.

Black clung to pristine bone, the sight of the wound marring the left eye socket and the left fang being missing from the Lumen making the feral snarl in anger back in the direction of their ‘owner’ causing a soft whimper coming from the wounded one. The little Lumen looked confused at first from being treated with such care before making concerned sounds after realizing just who had found him, the Nocturne gently shushing his brother, gently pulling his hands away to see just how bad the wound was. The deep gouge into the bone made his venom covered hands gently squeeze the smaller’s, the older twin was clearly upset at the injury, but he instead pulled the younger into a tight hug. After looking around and realizing there wasn’t much they could get to with their owner now dead, he would use his tentacles to gently pick up his wounded brother to head out in search of food. They needed to keep up the smaller’s magic, especially with that wound, granted there was an inky black trail that followed as he slithered around. Having managed to just pull the door open, they slid out and headed into the forest.

The thick brush offered plenty of cover, keeping them safe from any predators, but the Nocturne remained on high alert. There would be nothing to keep him from protecting his brother this time, he would dust before anyone hurt the little Lumen again. What was not expected was to run near face first into a pale blue paw, the venom clinging to the fur as he pulled back. A protective hiss left the lamia’s throat, his twin clutched closer to his chest. The sight of the feral Nocturne took the fox by surprise, head lowering down with a concerned sound leaving her chest, having not expected to run into a lamia this far from the shop. It had her worried, but with the poor thing on such high alert, he lashed out with his tentacles, one catching over her left eye, the other leaving a decent wound on her right cheek. Shifting back, the fox turned woman, a kitsune, would be quick to murmur comfort to the pair, even with the black venom clinging to her skin, the venom slow to move towards the wound.

Off came her overshirt, quickly, yet carefully wrapping the pair in the fabric before bolting for the shop she ran with her twin. Layl blipped to her shoulder, having been dozing in her tails, the sight of the blood and the sheer anxiety and fear pouring off of her making him start to draw in the negativity in to try and calm her to think more rationally.Dodging the different branches and trees, she would glance to Layl before looking back to the bundle in her arms.

“When we get to the shop, I need you to get them into the medbay. We have a feral case on our hands. I’ll get Dusk to Nat and Dawn, I know we’ll need Fajar and Laminae as well for this.” The kitsune answered his questioning gaze, a nod following.

“Got it, but keeping this secret at first from the others though? Is that smart?” Layl would speak up, sliding down her shoulder to rest a hand lightly on the bundle, his cyan eye looking to Saiyuri with concern. “Especially with those wounds-”

“Just until we get him stabilized, and the Lumen with him, it’ll throw Dusk into a fit if he sees them like this.” She would respond, a light hiss of pain coming from her at the feel of one of Layl’s tentacles wiping away the venom from the wound on her cheek.

The duo would arrive back at the shop rather quickly, Torque already rising up from his spot near the Impurus bitties as Layl would grab the bundle and teleport into the medbay, the large Chain pulling the shop door open in confusion. Her hand would lift, halting the questions she could feel through the SOUL bond, hurrying into the shop with Torque following behind her. Boisenberry, the full sized Mamba- reared up at the scent of blood, moving to Saiyuri’s side as well while she scurried over to the Umbra and Elisium area. Fajar, Laminae and Dusk went to greet the younger sister before being quickly scooped up and whisked to the nursery door.

“ Nat I need you to help!” Saiyuri called out, fingers caressing over Dusk’s tail before she pulled open the nursery door and in went the older Nocturne into Natsume’s arms. The door was quickly shut after, the pair only seeing the blood on the other kitsune, and her attention would go to Boisenberry next.

“Boisenberry, I need your help, make sure Dusk and Nat can’t get out just yet. It’s safer in the nursery in case this Nocturne turns out more violent than expected.”

She would squeeze his hand in thanks, Laminae having immediately moved to start checking over the wound above her left eye, the little bits of healing magic helping staunch what bleeding had occurred down her face, making it scab up. Rushing to the medbay with Torque, she would nod to the connecting door inside that led to the nursery, Torque moving quickly to settle before it. Natsume has Dusk and Dawn in her arms, looking in over the half door at her sister as Layl moved Laminae and Fajar to safety before the shirt was carefully removed. Another lash of tentacles from the Feral, this time mostly dodged other that a glancing blow to her arm, and the Nightmare would quickly move to restrain the violent Nocturne so as to prevent other injuries.

Carefully pulling the wounded Lumen from the Feral’s coils, she would wipe away the venom, the feel of his anxious tremors making her heart ache. A soft green glow would encompass her hands, easing the pain the poor lamia was dealing with, looking to her Mumcher and Dream. “Laminae, do you mind looking over him, the wound on his skull worries me… Fajar, I’ll need you to help Layl and I with the Feral.”

Laminae looked like she was going to protest, her bright glowing green eyes looking distraught to the wounded kitsune she would give her life for, but knew her beloved Owner well enough that there would be no argument. “Of course, and after we’re getting you patched up!” Laminae insisted, hurrying to get an herb mix that would ease the pain from the blinding and lost fang. Fajar quickly moved to the Feral’s other side, looking determined but happy to help. “Just tell me how to help!”

“Thank you all…” There was a hint of relief in the kitsune’s voice, a grateful smile on her face before she began talking Fajar through helping her clear the venom away so she could get a good look over the lamia, Layl getting rather continuous praise as well for helping with restraining the more aggressive bitty; His tentacles and arms helping lock the feral in place, knowing going slack for even a moment could possibly lead to Sai or Fajar being injured, in Sai’s case, again.

Laminae, now fully focused on helping the injured Lumen, would eventually hop down into Sai’s tails before hurrying off to get one of the nests that was in one of the cupboards for any patients that would need to stay for longer than a few hours. Torque would use his magic to lift both the Mumcher and the nest up to rest on the counter, Laminae then coaxing the Lumen into the plush warmth. Despite it taking a few minutes, she would happily help him settle, a hand gently petting over the top of his skull, careful of the bandaging that covered the wounded eye, gauze in place of the missing fang for now.

She’d soon draw over to Saiyuri as well, a soft coo of affection coming from the kitsune as she pressed a soft kiss to her Mumcher’s head. Praise flowed until they managed to not only get the feral bandaged up and partially healed from the damaged ribs, but also subdued enough to feed him one of the calming lavender and chamomile gummies, soon moving him to the nest with his twin. A half hearted hiss followed after when she shifted the nest, the pair of lamia coiled up together and finally dozing.

Cleaning the venom from her hands, she would then gather up her Nightmare, Dream, and Mumcher, hugging them close as she murmured praise and thanks to the three of them, the Mumcher nuzzling to her and soaking up the praise while the Dream wiggled, prideful of all of them and the Nightmare cyan in the face. Torque would shift once more as she was praising the three, dampening a cloth to wipe away the blood that streaked her face and the venom that still clung to her skin. Pressing a kiss to Torque’s head, she would nod as he went to get Boisenberry, both prepared for the ‘hunt’ to see if there were any other bitties to rescue.

Looking to the half door that separated the medbay and nursery, Saiyuri would finally approach, an apologetic look on her face. “I am sorry about that, Nat, Dusk… I didn’t want to risk their lives, didn’t know how long they’d been in that state.”

Dusk looked quite put off, albeit understanding, his arms and tail protectively coiled around his smaller twin who looked understandably terrified. Natsume would reach out, a gentle hand resting on Saiyuri’s arm giving a soft squeeze. Sai reached out to try and pet Dusk in apology, which led to a nip to her fingers, not hard enough to draw blood, but enough to sting and show his displeasure. A light flinch followed the nip, an apologetic sound coming from her throat before Layl teleported to her shoulder with Fajar, the Kitsune looking to the lone Mumcher still cuddling to her.

“Laminae, do you mind keeping watch over our new patients while we’re gone? It’s not normal for a feral to be in the wild like that, and those injuries seemed more than just from a bitty fight… something feels off about this whole thing.” “Of course, I’ll be happy to keep an eye! But you make sure to stay safe, and come back as soon as possible.” Laminae smiled, nodding at the question, yet her tone and eyes showed her concern for the kitsune.

“I’ll hurry back as soon as possible, Dusk, you stay with Nat and Dawn for now, alright? I really am sorry about earlier.” Scarlet eyes went from the Mumcher before going to the older kitsune and the twin lamia in her arms as she spoke, Dusk looking to his twin before back to the one whom had helped raise him and giving a sharp nod.

“Be safe, Sai, and when you get back, you’re getting some of the antivenom, the venom was too close to your wounds for comfort.” Natsume spoke up, an understanding smile on her face before watching how her younger twin shifted down into her Fox form and took off with Layl and Fajar burrowed into her fur. Torque and Boisenberry kept pace with their concerned owner, the pair watching for anything troubling before spying the venom trail.

“This way.” Torque called as he shifted to follow the trail, Boisen hissing in acknowledgement, bumping Sai to the right direction.

The two large lamia were the first on the scene, the scent of a house she hadn’t been around in over 400 years making the kitsune’s steps slow. Wide eyes glanced around, the bitties on her back tightening their grip on her fur, a growl coming from Layl who wrapped a tentacle around Fajar protectively. Having finally been around monsters for so long now, and dealing with a fair few injuries, Saiyuri now recognized what gave this house it’s pretty silver coating, the dust of killed monsters, or more correctly, of monster bitties.

Torque took the initiative, breaking the door in fully from where it was cracked, an orb of lavender fox fire following to illuminate their surroundings. Boisenberry was quick to follow, a cry of outrage following as he came across the former resident. Even in death, dust still cling stubbornly to their skin, violet eyes narrowing before glancing around and throwing open doors.

“There’s a lot of negative energy here…” Layl muttered, Fajar glancing around warily as Saiyuri set foot in the house, her paws and tails picking up the clinging dust.

“Something isn’t right… I feel what feels like attempts of positive energy, but whatever is giving it off is terrified and muting it.” Fajar added, Boisenberry’s call making everyone look to the hall.

“Over here! They had babies caged!” Boisenberry would linger in the bedroom doorway, a Nocturne and Lumen pair in his arms, both of the small lamia clearly terrified and clinging to the larger lamia.

Torque and Saiyuri would hurry, dust being disturbed into the air, and giving the house an ethereal sort of feeling, before they would rescue another five pairs of Nocturnes and Lumen. Leaving the house finally, the two large lamia each had a pair in their arms, Boisen holding the youngest pair, Torque holding the oldest, and on Saiyuri’s back with Layl and Fajar comforting them and soothing fears with their magics were the last three pairs. It was a slow trek to the shop this time, not wanting to disturb the traumatized and fearful bitties. And once they all arrived, there would be an array of mixed reactions at the sight of the somber group and the newest members of the shop.

Torque and Boisenberry are from @vex-bittys‘ shop, and Layl, Fajar, and Laminae are from Dotchi’s shop. Definitely pop in and visit, they’re both super sweet and are a huge inspiration for my having created this shop with Nat!

#sai speaks #sai creates #nightmare bitty #dream bitty #Bittybones #Dreamtale bitties

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fantasy-fields-bitty-center · 2 years ago

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If you don't mind having another fandom matchup I'd love one for Aziraphale and Crowley from 'Good Omens'~ You can choose any au you would like, though I would love to see the normal Aziraphale and Crowley from the book/show and maybe a reverse au where Aziraphale is a demon and Crowley is an angel?(and sorry for the odd spacing I am on pc and you can't space things out very well!)

Honestly, you gave me many versions I could do-

But im going to just do the show! I know it the best!

Aziraphale:

Honeybun: These laidback goats are great for helping clean up and sort books, and with their love of climbing they can even do well in mini size! They are still satyrs and like being in herds/groups but don't mind being in a pair or even the only bitty if they can stay with their owners most if not all the time!

Orchid: These caring goats love to help care for others and love baking/cooking too! They do prefer being in larger herds/groups but can easily help care for everyone, they are also quite tidy and find cleaning therapeutic so can help clean up after messier bitties!

Tiel Inu: These energetic alarez bitties are full of energy and can easily help get to high shelves, though they often get zoomies and can zip around!

- Crowley: (You can't convince me this man wouldn't want lamias)

Black Mamba: These danger noodles are very friendly and also a bit lazy! They wouldn't mind just hanging out and chilling! They might get a bit spooked by his yelling at his plants but they'd get used to it!

Green Mamba: These bitties love to garden and literally have to have something to care for so they would do well if Crowley doesn't mind them helping out with the gardening! They could also help the plants not be so terrified all the time-

Saw-scale Viper: These hard working danger noodles are just as sassy and eccentric as Crowley himself, they also enjoy gardening and these bitties are known for yelling at or ranting/talking to plants as well, though they are rarely as intimidating to them!

- Together:

Timor: These loyal noodles can easily put up with Crowley yelling at his plants and can be very affectionate for Aziraphele when need be! They are super chill and can handle pretty much anything these two would throw at them!

Bush: These laid back danger noodles do great in libraries and can be a lot of help when it comes to keeping up with a lot of books and stuff! They are laidback jokesters and don't mind yelling as long as it's not swearing, but even then some Bush bitties can put up with swearing very well!

Silkie: These chill chickens can be a little skittish but can put up with a lot! They can get lonely and do best in groups of three or more(though they don’t have to be Silkies as well) and can get lonely with just one or two other bitties around, though they nap in really strange places and it can be really amusing finding them!

#bittybones #ask #wolf talks #wolf answers #anon

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dotchi13 · 6 years ago

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New Caretakers and Loved Ones!

Rating: G

The Dietyrus, Harbinger, Centaurus and Ghoulrous came from @mythical-adoptions

And the Twister came from @selkiesbittybonanza

The shop of the bad bitties was abuzz with activity from all the anxious and excited bitties as decorations had been pinned up with a ‘Welcome Home!’ sign hung up thanks to the Nightmares, Dreams and Killers, as shown with the things holding up the colorful sign being small knives and black goo.

Horrors, Teeth and Mumchers had went all out and created a whole snack table which was always being replenished seeing as the Horrors and Teeth bitties kept stealing food back to devour, Raggedies, Queenies and Toriels had made confetti, giving them to the baby bitties whom were being carefully supervised by their lamia parental figures Arach, Magnar and Zalman.

Murder bitties were still in their room as they had created a house for the Ghoulrous bitty to be safe in and so they could visit him often, though Murder had lectured them ahead of time over the phone on not overwhelming the poor thing. Empress bitties were sitting above the chaos, watching silently for anything getting out of hand.

Coffee the Bara waited by the window, having already set up the place for the Twister complete with a Kiddie Pool in his room and a large one behind the front desk for him, a net covering it at the moment to catch bitties that may have climbed up. There was silence before Coffee noticed them.

“ They’re here!” He called, his voice being the loudest anyone had heard, causing everyone to still before Nightmare, Horror, Killer and Deme scrambled onto the desk, Nightmare lashing out a tentacle and wrapping it around the doorknob, yanking it open as there stood Dotchi the Heartsona in her person form, Twister by her side as he had Murder and Toriel on his shoulders, Murder’s hood twitching a little while Dotchi held the Centaurus, the Dietyrus and the Harbinger.

There was a silence before the cheer rose, the baby bitties being levitated carefully by the appeared Murders as the tiny things tossed the confetti to rain down on them before being carefully let back down as Dotchi waited for the cheer to lessen a little.

“ Everyone, let’s welcome the new caretakers of the shop!” She gestured to the Twister, “ Meet Nagrada! He’ll be one of the two new greeters at the desk when people come for adoptions!”

He grinned to the bitties as he slithered forward, Toriel hopping from his shoulder onto the desk to meet the others again while Murder merely winked out of sight to the Murder bitty room, the Chain Zalman with the Mamba Arach and the Coral Magnar slither forward as well, greeting one another before he is immediately pounced on by baby bitties.

They were very used to climbing all over their parental figures without getting hurt as they asked him about the shop he came from and about his blue ribbon, learning about the Rubber Duckie contest and demanding he show them as they followed him to the Kiddie Pool with Magnar following to make sure that there was a second pair of eyes on the tiny bitties.

“ This is the third greeter, Brand!” Dotchi made sure the Centaurus had enough distance to hop from her arms onto the desk as Horror and him made eye contact. There was the smallest pause before Brand gave a blinding smile and introduced himself, Zalman also going to say hello as well to his fellow guide, Toriel and Raggedy bitties hearing Brand rattling off facts about his old shop and they immediately flooded the desk to talk to him and share their own facts of everything they could, Brand looked happy to share and speak to those of like-minds and with the Dreams joining, those of similar energy.

“ Geist has been kidnapped by Murder so if you will respectfully not crowd the little bitty you are allowed to go and see him.” Dotchi pointed out as Murder bitties popped out of the room with a couple of curious Queenies to meet the Ghoulrus bitty.

“ This is Pele and his brother Leti.” She set down the last of the bitties, a large Dietyrus and his Harbinger, Mumchers immediately making their way first, offering foods in offering to Pele, immediately showering the larger bitty with affection and love as Teeth bitties made their way over as well, admiring their larger counterpart with a few surrounding Leti along with Horrors and inviting him to come with them and have something to eat, all the newest bitties fitting in like puzzle pieces into the shop.

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vex-bittys · 4 years ago

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Are we allowed to use the same names for pur bitties if we decide to make a bittie shop blog? I want to make my own lamia bittie blog and thought i should ask, I plan to make and or find different names for my own (especially sence they will also be lamias) but it would be nice for other people to know, and ik not everyone has the confidence to ask

*Ok, I have Asgore-level skills when it comes to naming things. Honestly, many of the lamia names are just, well, snake names? Krait for a sea krait lamia. Mamba for a black mamba lamia. King for a king cobra. Coral for a coral snake. The only really original-sounding ones are Corny (because it’s a pun), Honey Bo, and FireRing.

*That said, I suppose someone could use the same names for their lamias if they wanted to. It’s generally not a very good idea though. Having many bitties of the same name can cause confusion. When someone mentioned having a Sunny bitty, for example, it took me a bit to realize which type of Sunny bitty it was because there were multiple bitty types with that name.

*It’s always best to try to think of original and memorable names for your bitties. Put some thought into it, get creative, and have fun. Maybe create a name that hints at what type of monster the bitty is based on. For example, a Baby Blue or Papy bitty (from the original set of bittybones) both kind of let you know what type of monster they are (Underswap Sans a.k.a. Blue and Papy-rus).

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theriverpersonshadow · 4 years ago

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Lamia Drama Part 8

WELL THAT GOT LONGER THAN I INTENDED. But I guess that’s what happens when you have a majority of the people in one place XD

I hope this chapter went well... It felt kinda rambly, but it was fun seeing people play off each other. It was hard to get the same level of depth with characters as previous chapters with so many, but hey, interactions are fun too! Hope you guys enjoy.

As always, the species of lamia in this fic belong to @vex-bittys

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Keith and the rest found Alex pretty easily. And a few other lamia that were either allowed free roam or had just slipped out. She didn’t seem to notice the onlookers, more caught up in petting Oozy… who wasn’t technically in his hammock. Maybe it’s best he didn’t make that bet with Hux earlier. Sure, Oozy’s close to the hammock, but Hux would absolutely rules lawyer him and demand snacks because he’s not in the hammock. Hux was a rule stickler… when and only when it helped him in some way. Eh, Keith could roll with it though (even if his dice sometimes couldn’t, but that’s what a DM screen is for).

Keith was hesitant to break up the cute moment between the two – Oozy was apparently having the time of his life, and Alex seemed pretty wrapped up in it herself, humming some tune or another while stroking him. Keith listened, trying to place it, but…

She was repeating it, huh? Was that the only part of the song she knew? Then again, it seemed like the good part, whatever it was. Easy enough to pick up too. Keith started humming along.

Hux rolled his eyes, mumbling something that sounded suspiciously like “great, two of them” and slithered over, “Yo. Girl person. Ya coming or what?”

Alex looked up, “I mean, yeah, I think? Coming where?”

“nooooooooo…” Oozy said, taking her hand and putting it back on his head. “Sorry guys. I’m stealing her. She’s my personal petter now. That’s the rules.”

“Since when?!” Hux said.

Oozy looked a moment, then licked her hand. “I licked her, she’s mine.”

Keith stared at him in shock, not sure whether to laugh or slap him. “Dude.”

Nikolai gave a heavy sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose, “Don’t lick party members. Or people in general.”

“How does that work anyways? You’re a skeleton,” Alex said.

“Maaaagic,” Keith said, wiggling his fingers in emphasis. “In other words, uh… Monster biology is weird. Or half monster biology. Whatever the fuck we are.”

Nikolai nodded, “More or less, yes. I can explain it in more detail later, if you’d prefer.” He started coming forward and Alex inched away. Keith hissed before he could catch himself, but Nikolai didn’t seem offended. Instead, he lowered himself in a bow, “And I’d like to apologize for how I acted earlier… I’ll admit I, erm… Overreacted. But we’ve had issues in the past of people coming in to steal babies or eggs, one of the fools tried to snag a mamba egg and got himself killed. I just get a bit jumpy about strangers around them.”

Alex nodded, relaxing a little, but still staring off at a clock instead of Nikolai. Her hand continued to run across Oozy as she said, “I get it. They’re just little dudes, too freaking small. And some are venomous. Not like you knew me.”

“Still, I should’ve given you more of a chance or at least asked you politely to leave before turning to threat displays,” Nikolai said.

“Eh… It was my fault,” Keith said. “I should’ve warned ya I was bringing someone in. Anyways, let’s try this again. Alex, this is Nikolai. He could probably fuck you up, but he’s everyone’s mom.”

Nikolai made no move to deny it.

“Hux here is the grumpy snake. He’ll warm up to ya.”

“No I won’t.”

Keith rolled his eyes, “He’s just a grump.”

Hux mumbled to himself.

“I think you’ve met Oozy pretty well by now.”

“Sup,” Oozy said, making absolutely zero movement.

“And, erm… Nikolai, you’ve got Trousle, right.”

“Hello human! I’m Trousle! Please let me say hi.” Said Trousle’s little speaker. He was poking out from Nikolai’s sleeve, apparently wrapped around his arm.

“He’s mute, but he’s pretty fast at typing. Got his own phone and everything,” Keith said, watching this girl intently. Apparent soulmate or not, if she was dick about Trousle, she was out of here. She might’ve earned Oozy’s enthusiastic (well… enthusiastic by his standards, dude looked like a kid in a candy store, but the world’s laziest kid) approval, but he wasn’t going to let an asshole mess with the little dude. Hux would warm up, that was more him being a bit of an ass than her, but he’d get over it… probably.

“Oh that’s cool! Do you have a phone number? Honestly I think my fingers work better than my mouth sometimes, but I guess talking out loud doesn’t really have a backspace key? But yeah! C’mere… Wait, I can hold him, right? Snakes are just, like, noodle puppies.” She paused, looking at everyone in the room. “I’d offer to hold you guys, but I am literally the second smallest person in here. I mean, guess we can try, but I don’t think it’ll go well?”

Keith snorted. Gosh, she was something, huh? A little awkward, but who wouldn’t be super awkward in this situation?

Nikolai brought Trousle over and she draped him around her neck. He nuzzled her cheek, giving her little scratches behind the ear.

�� should someone tell him that she’s not a dog?

…

Naaaaaaaaaah. She didn’t seem to mind anyways,

Hux made a fake-gagging gesture at the two and Keith rolled his eyes, whispering at them, “Oh let’em have this. It’s cute.”

“I’m getting diabetes. Like, right now. They’re just beaming diabetes across the room.”

“Be nice,” Nikolai said, “It’s not going to kill you to have to actually smile at a human once in a while.”

“Yes it will. It’s, like, a terminal thing. If I smile at a human, I will instantly turn to dust.”

No such condition had ever existed and likely never would.

Keith’s first instinct was to back up Nikolai, but it was almost an in-joke that he’d at least try to defend Hux no matter how clearly in the wrong the guy was. Admittedly, it was as often as not either due to boredom or just feeling bad for the guy…

It’s not like Hux didn’t have a point – a point that he had iterated in frustrated, sometimes tear-filled tirades at least a few dozen times. He didn’t want to be treated like a pet, he’s allowed to not want to be a pet. Sure, not every adopter is like that. Some might’ve been looking for pets, yeah, but just as many want a kid or a friend, especially with full sized lamia. It could be more or less just like adopting any other monster, save for needing a good deal more raw meat. But Hux didn’t see it that way… Not that Keith ever blamed him. There wasn’t a huge market for full-sized Corals, their reputation as being stubborn, a bit lazy, and tsundere as hell was cute in something you could pick up and snuggle as it chirped indignantly and secretly enjoyed it – like an extra intelligent, reptilian cat – but less so when it was just as big as you and probably stronger. Everyone wanted a housecat, no one wanted a mountain lion. Or those that did need something to growl and hiss would probably pick Kings or Mambas.

Nikolai gave a long-suffering sigh, “You will not turn to dust if you’re forced to be nice every now and then.”

“Yeah I will. It’ll, like, strangle my soul or some shit. Keith, back me up here. Tell ‘im.”

Nikolai had the distinct impression of a haggard mom trying to reason with an unruly kid. He just looked so done. Dude could handle customers, angry mamba moms, being a jungle gym for babies, and training employees who may or may not have believed he knew he what he was doing, but Hux was his breaking point.

Keith stifled a chuckle, stuffing his hands in his pockets as his mind worked over what to do… He didn’t want to just abandon Hux – Nikolai would know it was just him being a loyal bro – but Alex wouldn’t. She might not’ve been looking at them, but he caught the way she kept glancing over…

“Welp, ya heard him. He’s sick. I prescribe ten CC’s of coffee with extra sugar and bribery with shiny objects.”

Hux’s head popped up, body at attention. “I’m listening… How many shiny objects are we talking.”

“… we’re not bribing him.”

“I’ve got extra dice?” Alex said hesitantly. Trousle was looking at her in concern, patting her face. She said, “I mean, I kinda like having all my dice, but I guess I don’t need seven sets… I’m keeping the black ones though, they’re good for fight scenes. And the orange ones, they were my first set ever and are not for sale. Also, the green and purple ones are just a fae vibe, I’m keeping them. They’re just average, but I like them.” Pause. “And the lesbian dice are mine. They won’t like you anyways, you’re a boy.”

All of them nodded understandingly. You could only play DnD so long and not get irrationally attached to the colorful little click clack rocks of fate.

“That counts as one shiny object,” Hux said.

“There are seven in each set!” Pause. “Well, more or less. I’ve lost some over the years.”

“You’ve got a point… More dice for the dice dragon! Mwahahahah!” Hux said, hamming it up.

Keith’s mouth twitched into a grin as he shook his head at the goof. How was he this cute? Just… goober. His friend is a total goof sometimes.

“Can I try the lesbian dice?” Trousle asked, holding himself at an awkward position to type.

“I… I guess? Just give them back after…” Alex said. She ran a finger across Trousle’s head, smiling as he let out little breathy attempts to “Nyeh.”

“Why are they lesbians anyways? Do they only work for girls?” Nikolai said.

“Here, lemme show you.” She unzipped one of the pouches on her bag and brought out a baggy full of dice that were lesbian flag colored. “My friend got them for me for Christmas.”

“That’s amazing. I want twelve,” Keith said.

“You’re not a lesbian… or a girl! I think… I mean, if there’s something you want to tell us, that’s fine, but I was under the impression you weren’t even interested in relationships,” Nikolai said.

“Maybe I could get, like… Dice that are for people who are just no.”

“Ace and aro. Probably,” Alex said.

“Oh cool. Words for it. Nice!”

“Give me words for friends with everyone! I want a flag too!”

“I… I don’t know if there’s a flag for that? Maybe we could put a dog on a flag? It’d be hard to make dice with dogs on them though,” Alex said.

“Ya could put a little dog face on every side and interpret the roll based on how much they’re a Good Boy,” Keith said.

“That would only roll Nat 20’s,” Alex said, deadpan.

“… good point. It could be the luckiest dice,” Keith said, grinning.

“I AM THE GOODEST BOY. Give me dog dice.” Trousle said, tucking the phone away to throw his little fists in the air, a gleam in his eye as he sat on Alex’s head.

Keith laughed. “Oh my gosh. I mean, that sounds adorable, but, uh… I think that miiiiight be a little too game breaking, even for me.”

“Give me dog dice.” He slithered back down to around Alex’s neck, holding himself out towards Keith the best he could and giving some mix between a glare and a pout.

“Trousle no.”

“Trousle YES,” Alex said.

Troulse nodded enthusiastically, bouncing in place so hard that he fell off and Alex yelped as she caught him.

“Are you alright?!”

Trousle gave a thumbs up, coiling around her arm.

Oozy had apparently fallen asleep on the floor, so Hux poked him with a stick, making Oozy whine. “Soooooo… Are we gonna get Glitterass, or are we just shadow banning him from this? I mean, I wouldn’t say no if we are…”

“We should probably go get him, yeah,” Keith said. “Ya ready Alex? Liam’s a mamba, and one of his eyes don’t work. Try to stay on his good side, literally. Metaphorically too if you want, but he doesn’t like having people where he can’t see or hear them well.” Not that anyone would like that, just courtesy really, but maybe not something you’d think of immediately.

Alex nodded, “Alright, let’s go!”

#Lamia Drama #Lamia Drama Part 8 #Keith #Hux #Nikolai #Oozy #Trousle #Keith the Chain #Hux the Coral #Nikolai the King #Oozy the Corny #Trousle the Papython #Bittybones #Lamia Bitties #Vex-Bitties #Longass chapter #I meant to have liam here too but guess not #Kinda rambly

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