Bara Sans And Bitty Toris!

Bara Sans’ and Bitty Toris! 

Based on this post and this ask 

I took a shot on shading for the first time here and spent basically two days on this because I am not skilled 

*Laughs*

Anyways I still take pride in these, especially Horror and Deme’s, I mean I used more art tools in that one than Murder and Tori’s and I think it looks amazing :’) Can you tell I accidentally gained a favorite couple in making my story? Anyways here you guys go! Hope you like it nwn 

Arach the Magnificent Mama

Based on @vex-bittys post here

I saw it and my brain immediately told me ‘Do it.’ 

Keep in mind these are how my boys have grown, you may be an owner of these such boys yourself and they are completely different. 

Rating: PG 

Characters: So Far, Zalman the Chain, Magnar the Coral and Arach the Mamba with their multiple baby bitties.

Warning: A LOT of gushing and explanation of what kind of parents the lamias are to their babies here, if you don’t want to read all of that skip to this: ~~~~~~~~

They had come a long way from hissing at each other and fighting over the attention of their Owner Dotchi before being distracted by scarves.

Sure they still loved being pampered and were still very much spoiled in some aspects, but in becoming parents they had since put their focus on less of themselves and more on the tiny babies of the shop, minus Zalman whom very selfless to begin with as he joined them in taking care of the baby bittybones.

It all really started with tiny Tori bitties coming in with their parents on the first wave of bitties to the shop, their pure smiles and very tiny statures made all three Lamias swear to protect them with their lives, and the other bitties types only followed suit until all baby bitties were taken under their wing minus Killer bitties as there were never any baby Killers, always being born as adults. 

Arach raised them to be fearless, Zalman raised them to be emotionally connected and sympathetic while Magnar had totally accidentally raised them to be affectionate no matter his protests, even tiny Nightmares and Horrors didn’t mind cuddles. 

Soon enough a whole generation of bitty adults called the three of them their other parents, calling Magnar their Dad, Zalman their Papa and Arach their Mama. 

Arach merely preened whenever he was called this as not only was he given such pride in being called such, but he was the only one to be called that! As it should be in his eyes, Magnar and Zalman could have the male references for all he cared, there would always be two while he was one! 

Magnar always blushed a little at the endearment, even when he stopped hiding in his hood and shouting he wasn’t to the unaffected little bitties that showered him in the affection only tiny children could give-, Zalman happily welcoming snuggles and calls of Papa to him for any children, and every night he was cuddled by many Murders attaching to the only non-Sans type lamia along with fluffy Toriel-types and Teeth bitties, bitty piles being a real thing.

Even if there were a few rough patches the three of them powered through, Arach blowing their accomplishments way out of proportion to make them feel important and was always sought out to do physical activity with, Magnar always there to be given affection and to relax with, and Zalman there whenever the other two were in a panic any time that a baby gained a fever and one to lend a sympathetic ear canal to the children, all three are very heavily attached to the babies, and it was when the adults started getting adopted that they were forced to accept their babies wouldn’t be there forever. 

Even if Arach went on a rampage, Magnar couldn’t stop crying and Zalman had to take a walk to get ahold of himself for a while, it didn’t stop them from absolutely covering the babies with love before they left though. 

However... Neither three would know that such a dynamic was going to be broken. 

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Arach was on Orb watch, there being a nest they created filled with orbs carrying still developing babies, orbs being the thing used to carry babies if they had no real parents to carry them. 

He slithered among them, checking on them as this new batch just came earlier. They were color-coded to the bitties, Toriel bitties being pale purple with streaks of white, Raggedies being pure red, Queenies being a royal blue, Empresses having a deep purple color like he did, Mumchers being pale purple with streaks of lime green and cracks in it, Horror having a red like fresh blood, and Teeth having white with streaks of red, Nightmare and Dream bitties always creating a yin-yang swirl in theirs and Murders being pale blue and red and a swirl of the two. 

Everything seemed to be going well, until he finally noticed it. 

A pure red orb with cracks in it. 

A raggedy-mumcher. 

Arach felt shock course through his whole body while watching it.  

The chance of getting such a bitty at such an early time of the shop was baffling, sure the shop had a few but they were all adults and had not been born, but created. 

The likelihood of the little bitty having a fragile mental state that would help her never get adopted was nearly astronomical, rarely did anyone ever want a Mumcher in the first place, let alone a much more violent and sensitive one.

Before he could even finish his thoughts he found his body already wrapped around the orb as he laid his skull against it, life pulsing in his coils as he instinctually behaved as everyone called him: a mama.  

“ NO ONE WILL HURT YOU LITTLE ONE.” He assured the life inside with a hiss, “ YOU’RE MY SSSSSPECIAL HATCHLING.”

For the rest of the night he stayed with the Orb, watching over the area and making sure the other orbs were safe and functioning properly, never once leaving it’s side as morning came, where Arach abrasively shook the other two awake and let it be known the three of them now officially their own child. 

we all know what this is referencing, yeah?

O_O Omg Horror I think ya broke my brain with that explanation!

Horror: well i just had ta be honest. size difference doesn’t matter to anyone here, i mean the heartsona of Dotchi on the ground barely reaches to Coffee’s knees and there’ve been plenty of Reader x Bitty stuff so this ain’t a stretch. 

*The Bitty shrugs, just being honest*

Ooohhhh! How about Toriel with a Bara Sans? Can be classic or underfell. Hints of Soriel please? I have seen way too many Bara Sans with OCs or an Adult Frisk, but I've never seen one with Toriel. Thanxs!

wanna exaggerate the size differences so badly lol

Oh Horror... *hands him chocolate covered strawberries as peace offerings* Deme loves and cares only for you! She chose you to be her eternal soul mate! Not the big guy, you. *Kisses him on his head*

*Horror stops pacing when he receives the strawberries and then the kiss on the skull, taking a deep breath in before letting it go* 

Horror: i guess. still, it would be nice if i could just give her a full-bodied hug or something, the most I could do with that is up to her chest, which i mean ain’t bad but look at that! 

*He gestured to Bara Horror whom places her against his chest, encasing her with warmth as he hums* 

damn that smug bastard. 

*Bara Horror’s smile only widens*