You already know I gotta ask about Papby 😙💖

itsladykit:

Uncharacteristically hesitant, Papyrus looked to Grillby. “MAY I—?” He cleared his throat. “THAT IS…WOULD HE MIND IF I WERE TO PET HIM?”

Grillby shook his head, then reached out to take Papyrus’ hand. Fingers laid overtop Papyrus’, he reached out to the fire salamander and showed Papyrus how to pet the fiery creature. Warmth seeped into his finger-bones, sandwiched between two fire monsters as he was. Neither was putting out any intent, though, and his bones remained unmarred.

The fire salamander trilled and rolled onto its side with a rumbling sigh. Papyrus beamed. “HE-HE LIKES ME!” When Grillby turned to him, Papyrus drew himself up and said, “I MEAN—OF COURSE HE LIKES ME! I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS AFTER ALL!”

Chuckling, Grillby turned his chin and kissed him gently. Very softly, his voice overlaid with the crackling of flames, he said, “*what’s not to like?*”

Oh, if you’re still accepting the animal adoption ships, what about the usual suspects? Cash, pup, swap, edge and twist? Do you think they’d manage to settle on a pet (or a few) that they all get along with?

itsladykit:

“What about a Komodo Dragon?”

Four pairs of eyelights turned to stare at Twist, then looked away. “I don’t see why the two of you are so opposed to a cat,” Edge said, arms crossed as he regarded Rus and Slim. Slim ducked his head and scuffed his toe on the carpet, but Rus just rolled his eyelights.

“Or a tiger!”

Cash looked over at Twist, eyelight flaring in interest, but Rus and Edge simultaneously said, “No!” before resuming their argument.

“ ‘cause cats are annoying. and mean. they don’t even really like you; they just hang around ‘cause you feed them!”

“A flock of flamingos!”

Edge glared at Rus. “You just can’t handle keeping a pet that doesn’t completely dote on you!” Leaning forward, he said, “Frankly, I think that says a good deal more about you than it does the cat.”

“A monkey!”

With a sigh, Cash slapped a hand over Twist’s mouth and said, “i’ve got a solution.” Rus and Edge turned to him, and Slim lifted his head, brow-bone raised in question. Chuckling, Cash pushed Twist in front of him and said, “all he needs is a collar.” When Twist started to growl, he added, “and a muzzle.”

Rus and Edge glanced at each other. “…i can live with that.” With a wink, he said, “he’s certainly obedient.”

“But still somewhat independent.”

“don’t forget exotic,” Cash added, smirking.

Twist huffed, but Slim patted him on the head sympathetically, and he leaned into the contact…until Slim said, “good boy.”

lazy-hazy:

Here are my takes on the different Papyruses, all accompanied with very rough DnD personality backgrounds and all :,3c

I’m lightly changing how I draw a few things with them (Hickory’s and Edge/Cyrus’s mouths for one) and going on to give some new names/nicknames to these good skells.

Someday I’ll do the Sanses, but this literally took many hours to do just these four, so I kinda should hold off until like, the next weekend.

Tho uh yeah, I did these because fuck it, might as well?