#Killer normal bitty

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Killer!(Tale) Sans bitty

Killer!(Tale) Sans bitty

Name: Killer

Size: 7 - 9 inches tall(mini), 2'2 - 3'2 feet tall(fullsize)

Personality: Tsundere, protective, possessive,

Likes: larger households, being around those they care about, sharp things(mainly knives),

Dislikes: being alone, people/bitties that are aggressive to those they care about(they couldnt care less if it was to others),

Compatibility: These bitties are super protective and possessive of those they bond with, and can, will, and many have tried, to murder those that have hurt their owners, though as long as they aren't actively aggressive(or they dont see them as a threat) towards the ones they care about they aren't very aggressive themselves,

They are a little backwards about showing how they care till they learn that those they care about wont react badly to it they are very cuddly and openly affectionate! Before this however, you might find random gifts they 'didnt need anymore', or find them being a little clingy in a sense, always being in the same room as you/other bitties they care about, especially if you/the other bitty is the first person/bitty they are bonding with in the household,

These bitties are very picky on who they get close with, but are very loyal when they are attached! Though they also get very possessive and can be a little iffy on new bitties if they are to clingy to people/bitties they are close with! Make sure you give them attention too! It works best if it's one on one time!

Feeding habits: They aren't very picky but prefer not having to cook, and might not eat much if they dont have access to snacks or arent cooked for,

Additional info: These bitties, despite being killer types, dislike Nightmare and other bossy types!

Zone: Inside,

In Universe: These bitties are seen as pretty taboo but oddly friendly for a Killer type

Difficulty: Intermediate

#bittybones #adoptable #normal bitty #normal bitty info #intermediate #Killer normal bitty

[tryingtofindava]

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬*ೃ༄

: ̗̀➛Back to source

Most definitely broke into your apartment with full hostile intentions of ‘putting you to sleep.’

Lmao

That didn’t happen.

When he broke in, you were so chill about it. Like- most people would be screaming n’ crying right about now.

He almost got convinced that it was a normal thing for you, murderers breaking into your apartment.

You sprayed Febreze in his eyes and he left.

Anywho, he can’t explain the exact reason why he’s became so interested in you.

You were just different.

But like, not in the ‘IM SO DIFFERENT’ way.

But don’t be too glad he let you live.

Bcs I swear this mf be following you about. Picking apart your entire being to see if you’re worth sparing. Which you were!!

You two most definitely started out with just being friends, he’s living with you rent free basically.

You fell first, he fell harder sorta thing going on.

When you two actually started dating. He was obsessed with you. Literally.

You gave him a key to your apartment so he didn’t have to use the window anymore.

That didn’t stop him. He still just uses your bedroom window.

Don’t question him about it though, he’s odd.

Won’t ever admit it, but he LOVES when you play with his hair.

Speaking of hair, if you have a pony tail in. He will 100% pull on it. GENTLY OFC!! He only tugs your hair hard when you’re sucking his-

Anywho.

He also likes scaring you out of nowhere. So be careful when you think you’re alone, you’re probably not.

He makes it very, very clear that you’re his. Tbh he thinks he has some sorta ownership over you.

His mouth scars are like, so, so infected. Every time they start to heal again he recuts them. So the chances are he probably leaves you to clean them.

This edge lord is a ass guy.

Like he slaps your ass randomly and if you even show any signs of annoyance, it makes him feel like he’s accomplished smth.

He’s got a god complex, make what you want with that information.

If he catches you staring OMD HE’LL GET SO COCKY.

“Like what you see, doll?”

You’ll never hear the end of it.

He’s not a big fan and of going out during the day he’s a nighttime type of dude, or in overly crowded or noisy places since he’s easily irritated, so dates aren’t really on the table for him.

And he’s not very normal looking… at least he’s hot.

But he’ll get you stuff! (he probably stole it.)

But it’s the thought that counts…!

He likes listening to your heartbeat. He likes knowing you are alive. (Again, don’t ask he’s odd.)

Mf loves winding you up, teasing you, random light touches. Anything to get you going really.

But he’ll get so pissy if you do the same thing to him.

His skin is CRUSTY. teach him about the wonders of moisturiser. I beg you.

He will randomly get very emotional, comfort him. Or try to if he lets you get close to him.

One time you woke up to him just staring at you. That was pretty fucking creepy.

But not surprising.

I mean, this dude literally stalks you n’ shit. To make sure you’re okay :)

You give him the affection and validation he craves. He’ll do anything to make sure that you’re alright.

He can’t lose you.

Not yet.

He’s still a serial killer, so he probably ups and leaves for a few days and when he comes back he won’t tell you shit. (Even though it’s really painfully obvious what he’s been up to.)

The relationship is probably a bitty toxic. He’s probably gaslit you AT LEAST once or twice.

He’s an obsessive sadist.

When he wants something, he’s gonna get it.

The relationship is about him. Him and his needs.

He still loves you dearly. But not like the normal person. He has his… own ways of showing his love.

If you could even call it that.

But he’s not below killing you if he has to.

✯.★*°•.°✯•.★*°°·.•°★•✯.★*°•.°✯•.★*°°·.•°★•

#jeff the killer x reader #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta headcanon #jeff the killer #jeff the killer headcanons #creepypasta #fem reader #creepypasta reader #creepypasta hcs #creepypasta x you #marble hornets #marble hornets x reader #creepypasta x female reader

[skumhuu]

There is a draw of you that I systematically come across when I'm looking for inspiration, and every time I say to myself, "Why isn't there any fan fiction about this idea?"

The drawing in question shows Dream Leviathantale in bitty form in a fish bag with Killer apparently bringing him to Nightmare.

But I wonder, is it the real Dream Leviathantal or just a normal bitty? And if it's the real one, what happened to him? Is his twin still full-size and looking for him? What would his 'stay' on the land be like? Would the other Leviathans notice his absence?

(I really love the bitty idea but I'm stopping here with my annoying questions, sorry! Feel free to not answer if it's the case ^^")

Ah! This one:

It’s basically an alternate off branching au of leviathantale where the leviathans are itty bitty. This Killer is just a regular Killer who was sent by Nightmare to scope out this seemingly desolate au. I have an old doodle somewhere of Cross finding a tiny Nightmare as well and bringing him to Dream.

Both bitty leviathans are well taken care of, and eventually manage to gain enough strength to use their leviathan forms (which are just being the same size as a regular skeleton) In this case they’d eventually be reunited after many shenanigans 😌

#ask #anon #btw there’s either no shiver at all here or the crew eventually adopts the whole shiver #either way no one gets left behind

[soupsandwich64]

(COD men reactions to seeing a spider. And bees?)

(Note: I have entomophobia so this was written from a place of professional interest at best, in regards to the spiders well beings)

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Ghost: if its like a itty bitty spider, he doesn't care but will probably swipe/pinch it away like a normal person. If its like a house spider, he'll probably kill it and dispose of it just because it may make him feel like his house is dirty, and also just cause its not meant to be there. For a big spider, he'll probably take a picture of it and then move away if its outdoors but will probably kill it immediately with great ease if its indoors. In a relationship, he is the Bug Catcher. (The person who kills the offending bugs) he is more of a killer rather than a catch and releaser. Doesn't pay particular mind to bees.

Soap: if its a tiny spider, he'll probably watch it crawl around. Will probably brush it off anyway out of habit. A house spider will shock him a little if its alive but he'll quickly dispose of it (will probably get outsmarted by the spider.) a dead house spider will make him feel guilty about not cleaning his house enough to avoid a dead spider. If a big spider is in his house he'll yelp a little but he will probably ultimately be the one to kill it. Is easily persuaded to catch and release, he doesn't care either way. Definitely notices bees if they're around but doesn't mind.

Gaz: probably had an intense interest in bugs as a kid but it died out later in life so now he's just left with a large, albeit hazy, knowledge of bugs (or at least the ones he thought were cool as a kid) and a general feeling of "Oh, neat" when he sees a spider. I take it he doesn't really like things like cicadas or crickets, but is definitely intrigued when seeing the occasional banana spider or praying mantis. He's a catch and release if he can help it, but he doesn't really care if he kills him. This goes for pretty much all ranges of spiders (will kill harmful spiders, on sight). Doesn't mind bees or wasps cuz bro has definitely had his share of stings.

Price: he does not like spiders. He will kill them. And then put down house spray. Not a big fan of bugs in general, but more out of disinterest. Doesn't have time for catch and release unless someone (you) begs him to. Doesn't mind bees.

Konig: doesn't like bugs, kills spiders on sight if they're on him or in his house. Enough said. Will move away from bees, despite knowing they're harmless unless provoked.

Alejandro: likes to be the one that kills bugs in a relationship so his girl swoons. Doesn't mind spiders as long as they're not on him or in his house. Definitely the type of person to let a butterfly or bee chill on him, because he's not the type of person who freaks out over them. Can tell the difference between wasps and bees immediately.

Thats all I have energy for right now.

#gaz #soap #ghost #price #konig #alejandro #gaz x reader #soap x reader #ghost x reader #price x reader #konig x reader #alejandro x reader #kyle gaz garrick #johnny mactavish x reader #johnny mactavish #simon riley #COD men reacting to spiders #COD men reacting to bugs #john price #alejandro vargas #mw2 funny #mwii funny

[m-to-z-andbackto-m]

I have a bitty Horror draft somewhere, but I feel like I never talk about Cross sooo

Bitty!Cross HeadCannons!

Bitty!Killer HeadCannons

Bitty!Dust HeadCannons

He's definitely low maintenance, very independent and normally relaxed

Easily homesick so he's okay with staying at home alone, absolutely a good choice for first time owners and if you have work or school

He might come off as standoffish at first, but that's just the stress of being adopted into a new home, please be patient with him <3

He's a huge sweetheart with the right influence and environment, however, depending on his previous owner(s) and house mates, it really depends, he can range from nervous/shy to feisty/reserved

He's pretty tame, and after a while of getting used to you, will accept and even enjoy affection, physical and verbal

Chocolate is his favorite treat, this is pretty common knowledge, he'll warm up to you faster if you coax him out with such a treat, also favorite lunch is tacos and I feel like he'll settle for other Mexican foods

I feel like he'd like the variety boxes and chocolate flavored things, and it instantly grabs his attention every time you bring something new home to try, I think he'd enjoy the soft insides of Lindor milk chocolate

I feel like he'd like parkour kinda things, entertains him at home to arrange various items to climb and jump over across, it also keeps him healthy and exercised!

Once you notice this, you probably should find bitty courses for him to play with, but nothing too stationary, something customizable, and buy him random obstacles and keep random things around for him to use

He could probably gain an interest in drawing, depending on you, maybe if paired with an Ink bitty (Considering bitties can't cause UnderVerse 😭)

I think he feels like a nerd, maybe he'd like watching anime and playing games with you, if you can find a compatible controller that is haha!

Although he's compatible with most bitties, he does best with Epic, however, they cause mischief together and maybe then it's not a great idea to leave them alone without some ground rules (They will draw two balls and a stick all over your walls, I'm telling you 😭)

He loves rewards, he'll be on his best behavior if he knows he'll get rewarded for it, I'd assume he has some pride, but not too big of an ego, just a healthy amount y'know?

That being said, he won't sacrifice a treat for Epic's shenanigans and that should keep them in check

He'd probably do small, but sweet gestures, he doesn't mind that you don't notice them, as long as he knows he's helpful

Okay let me backtrack to when you first get him, y'know, due to moving anxiety and possible bad past owners, he might be a little impulsive, might bite and claw at you, randomly be on guard even after you think you're bonding, BAM, yeah it might take a little bit but as soon as he realizes he has a good home that's not going anywhere, he'll mellow out

I'd say overall he's a pretty well-behaved and enjoyable bitty, might get a little clingy when he can, but very peaceful, take good care of him <3

Also never mention cows.

#undertale au #fandom #sans au #utmv #ut au #utmv au #ut aus #sans #bittytale #bitty sans #bitty cross #utmv headcanons #headcanons #headcanon #MZM Rambles A Lot

[undertale-museum]

Skele

Comic - Fanfiction - Video

Honorable Mentions

[Last updated 13April24]

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*several parts incomplete and need to make archival copies or link

1. Poetax Stories

@/poetax

Also @/theskeletongames

a. Bitty, Basic and Bara

Red, Blue, Sans

Bitty, normal, Bara size

b. How to Greet a New Pal

Red, Sans

Sans in Underfell, Red’s his captor/babysitter

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2. New Map Stories

@/newmap

a. Unforgettable

Gaster, Sans

b. Unwelcome Reuinion

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3. His Story

@/comyet

Ink (creator), origin story

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4. Papyrus Asks About S3x

@/goodegg

Papyrus, Mettaton, shitpost

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5. Zu Stories

@/zu-is-here

a. Trapped

Error, Blueberror, Core Frisk

Mature themes

b. Fallen Guardian

Cross x Shattered Dream, Dark Cream

Mature themes

c. Post Dark Cream

Cross, Dream, Aim (ship kid)

d. Aim

Aim, Ink

e. Studio

Cross Dream

Underverse actors

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6. Xxtha Stories

@/xxtha-blog

a. Fellswap X

Sans-Centric / Papyrus-Centric / Parts

Fs!Sans, Fs!chara, Fellswap ensemble

b. Chancetale

Original AU, Sans is a magician

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7. Grinning Kitten Stories

@/grinnningkitten

a. The Killing Kind / Tumblr

Geno—>Error x Reaper

b. Goth, Reaper

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8. Horrortale

@/horrortalecomic

@/sourapplestudios

Chapter 3: context for Undyne/Alphys

Ch4 P2: Sans Enters the Lab

Ch4 P10: Body Horror Incoming

Ch4 P21: ch5 back to Aliza

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9. Underlust Creator Art

@/nsfwshamecave

Visual smut

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10. Unu Stories

@/unu-nunu-art

a. Connected

Template, Pale

b. Somewhere Else

Template, Error

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11. Passive Nm story

@/nozapuns

Passive Nightmare, Nightmare, Reaper

Reaper x Error Comic

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12. Throne

@/skumhuu

Dream, Cross, Nightmare, Killer

Suggestive, smut, Dream x Nightmare

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13. Depressive AU _ Ink Sans

14. Tethertale _ Tenor Sans

#undertale comics #bittybones #underfell #underfell sans #underfell papyrus #gaster #gaster undertale #sans #sans undertale #ink sans #papyrus undertale #cross sans #underverse #dream sans #dreamtale #killer sans #fellswap x #fellswap sans #fellswap papyrus #horrortale #horror sans

[crack-a-lackin-max]

Little Angel

Summery: Angel is having some worries about everything, cookies are eaten, and return of Vera! Chapter 6/? Words: 2252 AO3 link <3

Horror hadn’t stayed the night and went home soon after, taking the leftover pizza home with him at killer insistence. It was early afternoon the next day, and almost a week since they had first come to stay with Killer.

..this is day 5 since they had last seen their owner. They are starting to wonder if maybe,, he isn’t going to come back for them? He said he would though..

They tried not to think about it too much but the thought just kept nagging at the back of their head bothering them. They also tried not to think about how part of them really hopes that their old owner never shows back up. They felt ashamed for feeling like that, he wasn’t a bad owner per say, all their basic needs were met and he never hurt them. It’s just,, they really liked Killer. He’s never locked them up in a cage, eats meals with them, even just talks with them like a person. They didn’t realize how much they had missed just being talked to. And just casual touch too, they didn’t know they wanted it so bad till they had it. It made them feel warm in their chest, like being full of soup but better perhaps. But still, they wondered about their original owner and felt bad for secretly hoping he wouldn't come back for them. They also tried to ignore the very possible reality that they had been abandoned. Like why else would he not come looking for them? Did something happen? Did he get lost or forget? ..did he really mean to leave them? .. maybe they were a bad bitty? Maybe that’s why they haven't heard anything from him. Maybe they just weren’t good enough for him. But if that were the case then now they have to worry about Killer getting tired of them to, and getting rid of them if they really were so bothersome.

All these thoughts made their head swim, to many options, to many unknowns. They didn’t know what to do, or if there was anything they could do about all of it. So they just tried to keep acting normally, until they figured some of this out. So they kept eating meals with Killer, watching as he fed his cats, riding along when he went for his walks, reminding him where he put things or if he’d already done something. Things just felt normal, , and that scared them a little cause they don’t know when this is going to be over and change.

—--

Killer had noticed that something had been bothering little bit for the last day or two. He didn’t wanna push, but if something was wrong then he’d like to know.

Maybe he could take them out for a treat and that would either cheer them up or get them talking about whatever it was. Yeah, that’d be the ticket! He had been sorting out the laundry when he had this idea, and he should probably finish it first. .. he dumped it in the drawers unfolded. There! All done, clothes put away. He dusted off himself and put the now empty bin in the corner.

He went off to the front room where they were on the couch. He had showed them how to use the remote yesterday and they seemed to delight in being able to choose what they watched and being able to turn on the tv themself. He leaned against the doorway, “ay small fry, i'm gonna run some errands, wanna come with?” They looked up from the show they were watching and nodded, “sure K, i’ll go” he had just gotten gorcherys day before last so they were a bit curious what he needed to get.

So he gathers up his keys and wallet and tosses on jacket. It wasn’t really cold out, but the hood helped them ride on his shoulder. Once they had everything and had the bitty settled on his shoulder they left the house. Killer made it about a couple yards away from the front door before they said something. “..don’t you need to lock the door K?” “I did,” he said. “I,, don’t think you did, but i guess i could be wrong” “I'm pretty sure I did. But i’ll go back to make sure and show you that i did” He turns back around and walks back to the porch. He turned the door knob expecting it to be locked, but the door opened instead. “Huh,, guess, I uh forgot. Good catch Angel” “No problem!”

He then locked the door and now they're on their way. He made his way down to the bus stop and sat down to wait. They chatted about the person across the road walking their dog. about the tulips that were coming up in the yard next to them, it was too early for sprouting plants, they’re going to get frosted. They scooted closer to the window once he sat down, they loved to watch out the window as the world passed by. It was one of their new favorite things they decided. ..they’ll miss it when their owner comes and gets them. But for now, they leaned against Killer’s neck, sat criss-cross on his shoulder with the edge of his hood covering their legs like a lap throw.

Streets and houses passed by, people going about their day. The bus stopped at different bus stops, some people getting on and off. Most of them they didn’t know, some were people that had seen before from other trips. At about the third stop a more familiar face came on to the bus, Vera! She walked on the bus, using the rails to help her up the steps. She still had that same bag that she had last time, it probably had her knitting in it for the ride. She came over and plopped down in the same spot that she sat last time with a sigh before settling in.

“Morning to ya Vera!” Killer said to her from the bench behind her where they sat. She turned around in her seat to face them with a grin, “K! Haven’t seen you most of the week. Well haven’t seen anyone most of the week, my back has been giving me trouble so i just been staying in. But, can’t stay at home everyday, a gal’s gotta get her fresh air you know! But that’s enough about me, what’ve you been up to ya scoundrel?” He nodded understandingly as she talked, that explains why he hasn’t seen her last few days. “Oh I've been alright Vera. a friend came over for dinner the other night, it’s always good to catch up with people. But just mostly been the same ol’.” “Oh yes, I need to have a few people over, it’s been too long since I've caught up with people. Well no news is mostly good news. How about you munchkin? How have you been?” They startled a little when she addressed them, previously having been kinda zoned out watching out the window while listening to them talk. “Oh I'm good ma’am! Thank you for asking. I haven’t been up too much, but a new cat showed up at the house this morning though!” She chuckled and eye’d Killer with a sly look, “oh another cat? What, did you not have enough K?” He shrugged with a grin, reaching up to pet a finger on Angel’s side, “ always room for one more. ”

The bus came to a stop again, pausing at the next bus stop. “Well Vera, sorry to cut this short but this is our stop. I’ll talk to you later hun” “Well alright, talk to you later dear” She waved them off as they exited the bus.

They looked around where they were and recognized the area, it’s the same area that he had found them in. He started walking towards the cafe that they had eaten in right after he had found them. The bell let out a chime as they walked through the door, the smell of fresh ground coffee and pastries wafted through the air. They made their way over to the counter where the teenager stood. “So the usual old man? “ “Hey, I don't have a usual. I order different things. I’ll have,, a caramel latte, but can you switch the caramel for chocolate?” The kid smirks at him, “so your usual then K, one mocha latte.” “..fine. So I have a usual then, smarty pants. What do you want Angel? “ “Oh, um can we get one of the cookies?” “Yeah absolutely. “ Once they had the coffee and one cookie to split they went and sat down at one of the tables. Killer sipped his coffee while gently bobbing his head along with the lofi music that played.

They mulled over their thoughts for a long time, trying to decide whether or not to ask. Maybe they’ll lead with a smaller question, but still one that had been on their mind. “K, um,, do I bother you? Like do you mind me being with you and all?” “What? No, of course not. To be honest, I kinda like having you around. It’s nice to have some company” “Oh ok. And,, I’m,, am I, a bad bitty?” they say the last part very quietly, looking down at the bit of cookie left in their hand. Killer seemed a bit surprised at that, his tone getting a bit softer. “No. no you are not a bad bitty. You are a very kind, considerate and nice person” They plucked the rasin out of the cookie while they tried to get the next question out. Killer knew this had to be going somewhere, so he took a sip of his coffee while he waited for them to get to the point. “If,, if I'm a good bitty then why did he abandon me? .. I know he probably didn’t just leave me by accident. It must have been something I'd done or or the way I acted? You don’t leave good pets beside the road.. “ Killer frowed his eyebrow in sympathy, was this what had been bothering them? Oh angel.. He wrapped a hand around them and rubbed their back with one finger, his voice soft as he spoke. “Listen, ok? You are a good bitty. You are a good person. What he did wasn’t your fault and you had no control over that man's actions. Sometimes,, people just do hurtful things to you. And sometimes you never get to find out why they did them. But it wasn’t your fault, ok? It wasn’t your fault Angel “

They look up at him with wobbly tear filled eyes but no crying yet. “...how do you know?” “Because I've spent almost a week with ya and I can tell. You’re kind, sweet, thoughtful. You’re not bothersome or annoying, you are not a burden ok?” They take a tiny shaky breath in and out, fists clenched.

They had made their choice. “ I know it’s selfish of me to ask, but I want to stay with you. You make me feel happy, you make me feel ,,safe. So let me stay with you, please? Please?” they pleaded to him “Angel,, you can stay with me forever and ever. I want you to stay, I was hoping you would.” They wrap their arms around his wrist in a hug. “Really?! Thank you! Oh thank you so much!” He didn’t know what to say next. He wished he’d known this had been weighing on them. He was planning on keeping them anyway if they wanted to stay. He just rubbed their back until they calmed down a little and let go of his wrist, wiping their eyes a little and trying to compose themself. He placed his hand right behind them, “I'm picking you up now, ok?” He gently scoops them up and brings them up to hold against his chest right over the sternum. He planted a little kiss on top of their head. He’s not normally this affectionate but he felt like they needed it right now. They look up at him surprised. “W-what was that? Did you just bonk me?” they asked. “Heh no, it was supposed to be a little kiss on the head but I guess I'm lacking in the lips department” he softly chuckled. “Oh,,” they flushed a little, no one had ever given them a kiss before. They lean forward and place a little kiss on a bit of exposed collar bone. “Now we’re even!” they grinned up at him. He was a little surprised by that but happily so, grinning back. “Guess you’re right. Say, you wanna take the rest of the snacks to go and head on home?” “Yeah, home” they leaned against him and smiled at the thought. Home. They have a new home now.

Killer tucked the cookie in a napkin and put it away in his pocket, and took one last drink of his coffee before trashing the cup and heading out the door. As they walked, Angel was quieter than normal but they had just had a rather serious talk. Perhaps he should lighten the mood a little. “You know, now that you’re for sure staying you’ll be stuck with little old me and all my trouble” he said in a teasing tone. They just smiled and looked up at him as they still sat in his hand while he walked. “Yeah, i can’t wait”

#maxs writing #killer!sans #bitty reader #undertale fanfic #undertale writting #killer sans #utmv

[jayedshifter]

Charmsters

Charm Slime Bitties

Type- Skeleton Slime

Origin- Killer G-Sans

Level- Intermediate

Normal- 5 Inches

Large- 1ft 3 inches

Bara- 5ft 4 inches

Personality-Sassy, Energetic, Tease, Persistent, Stubborn, Straightforward, Ruthless, Possessive, Prankster

Smell variations- Basically a Bath and Body Works Store

Colors- Blacks, Grey’s and Reds

Likes-

Annoying others

Pranks

Jokes and puns

Mischief

Playing

Charms

Attention

Chaos

Dislikes-

Being ignored

Being alone

Charm Stealers (people who take there charms)

Being told off

Snitches

Authority

Info-

Charmsters as their name implies love their charms and trinkets and will defend them with their life! Want your charm or trinket back? Well too bad!

Charmsters are not the easiest to tell if they trust or like you, but if a charmsters trusts you with one of their prized charms? your practically trusted with their life!

The only rule these mischievous and devious little fellows will follow is a nightmares rule! More specifically an Icebers rule

Charmsters may like every bitty but not every bitty will like charmsters! Most if not all bitties will either hate or tolerate them, mostly Bad Sans bitties and mates on the toleration

Charmsters have an absolute love of chaos and destruction! Unfortunately this may lead to the charmsters to collect some rather not so fun or good items, such as broken glass, nails, tiny blades, needles, rusted items, etc. these will absolutely need to be removed with daily cleaning!!!

To prevent your Charmsters from being angers with you, you may trade in these items with more safe items like plastic charms and thing that where actual made for slimes

Charmsters love of charms can also be their greatest weakness! Rust producing items can easily make them very sick! So it’s best to clean your Charmster every day to make sure they don’t have any rustable items!

~Available to Adopt~

Have some Questions? Ask Away~!

#Second Generation #Golden Den Bitties #Masterlist #My Bitties #KillerTale #G-Sans #Slime Bitty #undertale au #bittybones

[fantasy-fields-bitty-center]

Hello! I was wondering if a Killer Sans bitty would be suitable for a character of mine! They’re a non-binary art major in college, and live in their own apartment. Their neighbors are a bit noisy but quite nice, and they have a cat that lives with them. They’re a pretty kind person with a patience soul, and would like to take their bitty with to classes to help with their social anxiety, so I’m curious if Killer would be a good fit or if you recommend a different bitty for them!

A Killer bitty sounds like they'd do great with your character! Though if they're bullied they might have a very pissy and protective bitty on their hands, but don't wish harm(preferring to just sass them out) unless they are physical about it,

Killer bitties don't mind the noise and if you're neighbors are nice then they really wont mind at all! And they wouldn't mind going around with their owners either!

#bittybones #ask #kranck222 #bitty info #Killer normal bitty

[myfaveisfuckable]

Malcolm:

He once chloroformed himself on purpose to try to trigger a memory from when his dad used to chloroform him regularly as a kid. His dad is a serial killer who was trying to groom him into being one while he was raising him, and at like 10 years old he ended up calling the cops on his dad some time after finding one of his victims tied up in a trunk, but has no idea how long it was between finding the victim and calling the cops due to said chloroform. He occasionally hallucinates but he can usually tell that its not real. He broke his thumb with a hammer to get out of handcuffs, following the advice of a hallucinated version of his father. He got fired from the fbi for punching a local sheriff in the face. He covered up a murder that his little sister committed in a fugue state. He stabbed his dad twice (the second time may or may not have killed him, the show got cancelled before we could find out). He also went to private school, arguably worse than all those other things.

Junpei:

He's a psychic. He's been chasing the same girl for 45 years. He makes puns and flirts with a ladder when he is actively at risk of drowning. He starts a religion over a mosaic of a dog [Funyarinpa w], and it's canon because he talks about it again in the sequel. He becomes emotionally attached to a mannequin [Science Boy w] and wails over his death when Science Boy catches on fire, despite one of his teammates actively inhaling smoke from said Science Boy fire. He's semi-canonically bisexual and it's important for you to know that he doesn't realize this until after his debut game. He becomes a detective and emo because his kindergarten girlfriend left him. He went to college to major in bitcoin and doesn't know what a wireless monitor is. He had to do sudoku to save his priorly mentioned kindergarten girlfriend. He called a voodoo doll a grape doll once. He gets a grandson and names him Quark because of how itty bitty he is as a baby. As an old man, he flirts with another old man, who only rejects his advances because unbeknownst to the other old man he was a young man in an old man's body. He thinks his crush is talking about being nervous she "might get wet" in an elevator because she's never been in an elevator with a boy before when really it's because she was worried of drowning and this makes for one of the sillier bits in the Zero Escape series. Junpei is so great.

#poll #tournament

[brandwhorestarscream]

HI! I'm the one who sent the really long Cryptoid/Morphs ask before!

So, on the idea of eggs I was thinking... seekerling eggs naturally have the spark in them. And the energon goop. And a (developing) body. Which meets the requirements for the cybermorphs. So I was thinking... the seeker eggs still happen, but within the seekerling in another smaller egg that is of morph origin. The seekerling forms about halfway (first trimester done) before the morph starts doing their thing. It hatches inside the seekerling, and sense it's half developed, it's really easy for the morphling to take over its processor. So kinda like the parasoid wasps idea. In the second trimester of development, the seekerlings are fully taken over, resulting in a sort of blobby, wiggly, kinda looks like a blood filled tick, mess of a baby. In the final trimester, the egg hatches. And requires a full grown host. So, really becomes like the parasoid wasps. Instead of just taking over the tanks of a bot, they slowly devower the inside of the bot, but pilot it with hormones. And the bot acts all the same as normal. Like... doesn't die, feels insatiable hunger? Some random cramps or whatnot from their chassis, but otherwise is fine. Even better if the morphlings have the ability to produce that numbing agent (the one in exploded seekerling eggs) inside their host; preventing the host from even noticing their impending doom. And the pheromones to the processor ensure the host feels undying loyalty to the nest queen, while also ensuring they are relaxed enough not to worry about their frame's internal torment.

Pretty good? I like this AU a lot.

This is brilliant but there's a couple things I wanna bring up

In this scenario, there's 2 separate, individual embryos inside the eggs, with the cybermorph devouring/fusing with it's sibling. It's a really cool idea but doesn't really make sense with the idea of the sire seeker fertilizing the cybermorph eggs. Like, in that situation there'd only be one embryo unless they split into twins, so consider 👀 this happens in reverse. The morphling taking over the seekerling happens if a cybermorph fertilizes a seeker egg. A separate cybermorph embryo is implanted into the seeker egg, and excess genetic code also creates a baby seekerling (or maybe the cynermorph sire has straight up stolen already fertilized eggs and is using them to give their offspring an edge. Idk). That's where the terrifying little bloodbag baby comes from! The resulting baby is a lot more heavily skewed toward their sire's original biology, as their genetic code is significantly more dominant and voracious in this situation

But in the reverse, i.e. a seeker fertilizing otherwise-sterile cybermorph eggs (like what's going on with Megatron and Starscream), they make a single embryo per-egg when they're still in-utero. The resulting mecha is a much more balanced version--possibly the only ones that are flight capable. There's a lot of crossover, but while the first ones are silent killers that keep their hosts numb from the inside, the second ones are a lot more violent.

Hear me out 👀 both varieties of vosimorphs pilot their hosts. (I'm calling seeker-cybermorph hybrids vosimorphs. At least the ones descended from Vos and are therefore more inclined to incredible speed. Ones from Helexian seeker are Helemorphs [pronounced heal-e-morphs) or just straight up Helmorphs [hell-morphs lol]). But while the first version pilots them quietly and flies under the radar, the second version is a lot more aggressive. The embryo anchors itself into direct control lines of the nervous system, and something about them lets them infect and take over the processor. It starts to rot and rust: the host gets increasingly more irritable, angry, violent, reclusive. Think like an animal infected with rabies. They decline rapidly, because these bitties do the vast majority of their development in their eggs. What do they need the hosts for? Good question! I have no idea other than psych horror is fun 😌 maybe it's just an instinctual thing, but anyway! The more balanced vosimorphs take over the host's processor and vause rapid decline, making them devour any and all energon in sight, maybe even driving them to cannibalism if other fuel isn't readily available.

When it's time for the newborn to break free, they take their host, now reduced to a thoughtless zombie, somewhere high up--a building, a cliff, a bridge, it doesn't matter--and take a leap, letting gravity take them. It's an instinctual thing, the feel of falling and the call of the sky lets the baby know it's time. They emerge from the back rather than the chassis, like a butterfly emerging from their chrysallis, right before their host hits the ground.

#should there be a distinction between version 1 and version 2 or should we just call them both vosimorphs? #ahhhh i love this au sm 🥰 #cybermorph au

[oatslemonade]

I have an account on AO3/Archive of Our Own. I'm OatsLemonade over there too. Always read fanfiction Tags/lables/warnings/ratings.

Here's the link to the main fanfiction

Over there, I have a Fan Fiction series about the Murder Time Trio, as Bitties. Here is a sample chapter of the series, plus related artwork.

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Nightmare did not need mortal food. He was perfectly fine with feeding off the Negativity of Humans and Monsters.

But he started to enjoy Mortal snacks when Killer became his employee. At first he would return with little candy bars or other small items that could fit in his much smaller inventory.

He'd remark with such things as, "that chump was a walking disaster, but they knew their treats!" He'd hand over whatever he thought he'd like, while giving his report. It wasn't needed, but appreciated.

_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_

Killer's cat, Orange Peal, started to hunt.

Nightmare thought it commendable. The feline's only job was to keep Killer company. The fact it decided on its own to keep the local rodent population down was a bonus. The rats would sometimes dare to damage his books.

One day the cat... Well it was between kittenhood and adulthood, began to leave dead rats at his office door.

"You don't need to prove you are hunting. That is not your job." Nightmare said to the cat.

Orange Peal meowed at him. A fresh kill laid at his paws. He yowled at the Guardian of Negativity. He knelt down and pushed the rodent towards Nightmare.

"... You did a good job of vanquishing your enemy?" He was answered with another yowl. "What are you trying to communicate?"

Killer used the Bitty sized walkway. He liked being at Nightmare's eye level. As he rounded the corner he was confused seeing his Boss try to talk to his cat. Killer smirked.

"Boss? Have you never dealt with a cat before?" He leaned against the wall. "Cats sometimes kill prey and bring them back to... Those they think can't hunt for themselves." His smirk was wide.

"Are you telling me, that your cat is insulting me?" Nightmare asked.

"Nope. He might be worried. He never sees you eat." Killer jumped down and petted Orange Peal. "Plus it's a normal cat thing. They just think they're doing their part to keep their loved ones happy and healthy." He lovingly head bonked his pet.

"Do I need to eat the dead vermin?"

"No! Just no! Do not eat random dead things he brings you. Just praise him and wait until he's gone to dispose of the dead rats." Killer explained.

"As I said before, you did a good job."

"I think he wants a head pat or a treat." Killer added.

Nightmare used one of his tentacles to gently pat the cat's back. He was rewarded with a deep purr.

_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_

Dust held so much power, and a much larger inventory. It took months for the small Monster to show any level of affection towards Nightmare. But one day, Dust brought Nightmare a whole restaurant's worth of fast food.

It was greasy and so odd. It was very modern food. Nothing like what he experienced in his childhood. It didn't seem appealing, but he chose the least greasy item, a fried chicken salad and ate some in front of Dust.

"Thank you Dust. The breading is delightful." Nightmare gave a small smile. He enjoyed the fact that Dust becoming more sociable the most, but the salad wasn't bad.

_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_

Horror was the last of the trio to join. The Bitty grew up in a proper Bitty colony. Unlike Killer and Dust, that had grown up like small pets. He was the most polite out of the three.

He was taught practical life skills like cooking.

One evening Nightmare heard the intercom buzz. "Hey Boss! Horror wants everyone to eat together tonight for dinner! That includes you! See you at the table in an hour!" Killer spoke with such excitement.

Nightmare glanced at the clock on the wall. "I will join you then. I'll finish up this last plan." He didn't need to eat, but he didn't want to disappoint his employees. According to Horror, mealtime is a traditional time to bond as a group.

When Nightmare arrived at the dining table he was surprised his henchmen set him a plate and teacup his size. It was thoughtful.

The three Bitties used the Bitty bridge to cross from the kitchen to the dinning room table. Dust used his gravity magic to levitate the meal. A full roasted chicken, potatoes, carrots, other vegetables and bread rolls.

"Horror, did you use the full sized kitchen just to make a large enough quantity to include me?" The Guardian was surprised. He was expecting a small Bitty sized meal... "How did you manage to prepare all of this?"

"I had Dust do the heavy lifting. Honestly cooking isn't hard once everything is in place." Horror answered. "Go on, dish yourself up." He warmly smiled.

Nightmare took a little of everything. He bit into the potato, it was more than he imagined. Never in his entire life, had he had a home cooked meal. As a child he and his brother foraged for their meals and gave up when they realized they fed off of Positivity and Negativity. The feeling of intent was overwhelming. Horror's cooking translated his feelings of thankfulness, purpose and loyalty.

"I don't have words. I never had such good food."

"Boss! That's just the potato! Try some of the chicken! And later there's dessert!" Killer butted in.

"Shh that was supposed to be a surprise! But I made cheesecake." Horror mumbled. A blush blossomed on his face at the praise.

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"Do you know why the Boss called us to his office?" Dust asked.

"No clue, but I don't think there's anything to worry about." Killer replied. "He seemed chill."

"I smell tea, and cookies." Horror stated.

The two Bitties looked at Horror. Killer rang the intercom. "Hey Boss, we're here!"

The door opened, revealing Nightmare sitting on the office couch. Orange Peal purred in his lap. The coffee table had a whole Bitty sized tea set. On a regular plate were a couple of cookies broken up into several uneven tiny pieces.

"Boss?" Killer was pleasantly surprised. "Did you..."

"I made tea," Nightmare shifted. "I got the tea set at a shop... But I couldn't manage to make miniature cookies. They kept burning up. I decided to make one big cookie and divided it up." He straightened up. "All of you have been doing very well at your missions. I wanted to show you... What Horror called team bonding with food."

"Boss...it looks great! Thanks." Killer praised.

Horror ate some of the cookie crumbs. "Love it!"

Dust took a cup into his hands. He looked into his reflection, closed his eyes and breathed in the aroma. Dust took a sip. "I like the blend." Dust's mind wandered off to bittersweet memories as he smiled.

Nightmare didn't need mortal food. But he enjoyed what came with it.

#undertale #bad sans gang #digital art #bitty bones #dust sans #horror sans #horrortale #killer sans #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #corrupted nightmare sans #nightmare gang #nightmare sans #my art

[little-help-goes-a-long-way]

What is a favorite dinner food? I'm going out to eat now and was wondering what you all like. Asking to everyone.

Horror was in the kitchen, preparing dinner for everyone. He always made time to pop by here in the evenings to make sure the Princess, Crossy, Dusty and those mini skeletons are well. He didn’t really care what he eats, just that he gets plenty of meat.

“Hey Axie!~ are you making that tasty Goulash again?” X asked as he stepped into the Dining room. Careful to stay away from the kitchen for fear of another ‘Incident’…

“Nah, makin… Makin Bone Broth… fer Crossy,” Horror replied, “burg in… Oven…” he was inspired by the Steamed Hams episode from Simpsons and developed a similar dish. Fries as the base layer, a layer of cheese, with burger Patties spread across that layer, then various toppings in the different parts of the baking sheet of food. All in all it was… interesting to say the least. Killer and Dust absolutely loved it as it was their favorite foods without the guilt of Grillby hanging over their heads.

Eris sat on the counter watching him. Not making a move as to avoid another incident. Horror was… mostly okay with her in the kitchen to provide magic for the food. Any more and he would attack her. So normally she ended up sitting in one place and watching while he worked. “Could we make some Russian Piroshki tomorrow?” Eris asked. A favorite of hers to make since the Bitties loved to eat them. Scylla hummed in appreciation.

Stitches poked out and pouted, “I don’t smell Desert…” the little chocolate addict.

“Not tonight…” Horror said, looking to the Bitty, “too… too much… bad… meat buns… tomorrow? Yes… we can…”

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Off in Nightmare’s castle, said skeleton sighed in annoyance at the latest reports. Rubidium was experimenting with Fresh’s newest venom.

“Boooooosssssss!~” Killer purred as he walked into the office carrying a silver platter. Today he was wearing a virgin killer sweater and shorts. Tall stockings he got from Lust to get a ride out of Nightmare. Of course with slip on flats.

Nightmare glanced up and blushed a vibrant empathy cyan. “Wh-what is it?” He asked.

Killer sauntered up and placed the platter on the desk. Lifting the Dome to reveal an Herb Lamb Cobbler, with herbal Soda Bread on the side. All the herbs grown in their garden, familiar tastes from herbs he once collected with Dream in their home AU. A truly nostalgic meal. “I just came to make sure you’re taking a break boss~”

Nightmare rolled his eyelight, “I do not-” only to be cut off by Killer reaching over and rubbing his chin.

Nightmare took a quick breath, blushing vibrantly. Unable to resist just how good chin and skull scritches are. Killer smirked, straddling Nightmare’s lap. Taking a fork and feeding him bite by bite. For a good hour Killer intimately fed his Boss.

(And that’s all the favorite foods as I could think of XD)

#enderlovescake #nightmare’s gang

[warriorstale001]

Here’s a small part of the Uno game the gang played in the last chapter of Itty Bitty Brother that I said I’d write here.

(Apparently stacking plus cards is not considered legal in an actual proper game of Uno, but that’s no fun so I’ll write this as if it is :3)

Enjoy!

***

“I’ve got another Skip card in my hand. Sorry Dust, but looks like you’re missing another turn.” Killer apologizes to the skeleton on his right, not looking sorry in the slightest for his actions.

Dust glares back at him, fully knowing that Killer is trying to rile him up so he’ll have another outburst in front of Nightmare. Ever since this Uno game started, it’s been blatantly obvious how hard Killer is trying to get him to snap at him. He really doesn’t want to give the other satisfaction by doing so, but it’s been really hard when Killer seems to always find a way to foil his next turn somehow. It. Sucks.

Between Reverse and Skip cards, he hasn’t had a turn in ages because Killer likes to see him suffer playing this dumb game!

Well... at least he doesn’t have as many cards as Cross, who somehow got hit with both of the Plus Two cards from Nightmare and Horror individually on separate rounds. He’s still sulking about it opposite from where Dust is seated. No one is showing him any sympathy of course.

“Whatever Killer... Horror hurry up and take your turn already!” Dust growls out, quickly losing his patience with everyone around him grinning like idiots as they witness his growing frustration.

“Alright, I’ll go.” Horror looks at the cards in his hands for a second before glancing over at Cross sitting on his other side. “Well... you’re probably going to hate me even more for this Cross, but it’s the only card I can play right now so...”

He places a Wild Draw Four card on top of the playing pile.

Cross frowns, though he doesn’t look half as upset as Dust was expecting him to be considering he’ll now have to pick up even more cards. “Aw... I wanted to use this against Horror though...” He puts down another Wild Draw Four card on top of Horror’s one, before looking at Nightmare guiltily, obviously not wanting to give him eight cards like this on his birthday. “Sorry, Dad...”

“No need to apologize, Cross.” The guardian of negativity tells him, chuckling as he shows them all his own version of the card and sets his down too.

That means Killer will have to pick up twelves cards then right? Dust smirks joyfully in victory, happy that it seems like Killer is finally about to get his comeuppance.

After all, there are only four Wild Draw Four cards in an Uno deck right? What are the chances of Killer... having... the last one...?

His cheerful smirk quickly turns into a look of horror when he turns to his left and sees how ecstatic Killer appears to be.

No... Killer has to be messing with him right... There’s no way everyone except him got that card. Surely the multiverse doesn’t hate him that much...

“Hey Dust, you’ll never guess what I’ve got~.”

Never mind... it does apparently...

Killer practically slams the final Wild Draw Four card onto the pile, beaming in happiness at Dust’s misfortune.

He can feel his eye socket twitching in pure rage as the others all react to his terrible luck.

Horror is attempting to suppress his laughter beside him, while Cross isn’t even trying to hide the joy he’s feeling, clearly pleased he’s not the one with the most cards anymore. Nightmare also appears to be quite amused by his frustration.

“That’s sixteen more cards for you. I can help you count them out if you want.” Killer teases mockingly.

If Dust hadn’t promised earlier that he wouldn’t break a table as a result of this game, he definitely would’ve done so by now. And as much as he would loveto tackle Killer to the ground at the moment, Dust knows Nightmare wouldn’t be too happy with him if he did. He’s already annoyed him enough today with his ‘present’ after all, though he’s still sure that that’ll work out in the end anyways, even if Dream is currently being rather uncooperative by choosing to hide from them all at the moment.

Dust grumbles profanities under his breath as he begins adding cards to his hand from the deck, trying not to let Killer’s stupid face get to him.

“I’m so going to get you back for this later, Killer...”

***

Poor Dust, I tend to pick on him quite a bit, don’t I? :3.

Any other party games you’d like the gang to play for Nightmare’s birthday that you wish for me to write out? Tell me your suggestions and I’ll see what I can do for you! If I don’t recognize the game or it’ll take too long for me to write then I’ll have to give it a polite pass but I’d love to write some other fun, dumb ideas for this chapter hehe.

Oh and in case anyone is wondering, the vote for who shows up first in the next chapter currently stands at:

Error: 7 votes

Fresh: 4 votes

It could still change though, so feel free to tell me which you’d prefer at any time! I’ll still be counting them while I work on another fic for a bit.

(All characters mentioned above belong to their respective creators of course, so please support them too :D)

#fanfic #writing #Itty Bitty Brother #drabble #nightmare sans #dust sans #killer sans #cross sans #Horror sans #writing fanfic #short and sweet #Had to stop myself from writing too much #Not everything you write has to have plot Warrior!! #Poor Dust #Still could’ve been worse #Could’ve gotten plus twenty... #Which isn’t possible in a normal Uno game #But I’ve gotten in before in an insane one #That was a painful day #Let me know if you want more shenanigans from the boys!

[howdoyousleep3]

Ohhh please tell me more about baby talk subby baby Bucky being desperate and just going of the babiest way possible

😍🥰😌 Yes, of course. This one is slightly personal heh. 🙈

There's nothing that really sets Bucky's baby subby talk off, no specific point of an experience he has to reach or a mindset he needs to get to. He'll whip it out when he wants to tease Steve somethin' fierce or when he's so cockdrunk he can barely keep his eyes open.

He pretty much always gets to this baby subby talk point when Steve really puts him and his body through it though, when one or two rounds isn't enough, when Steve wants everything Bucky can give to his Daddy, everything.

His voice gets terribly small, so bitty and whimpery, very much a typical sounding baby talk but sinful. He emphasizes some words, draws out pleas and praise into whine and whimpers. And Bucky will say so many things that he's normally hesitant to say, will use this voice that he knows for a fact digs right under his Daddy's skin and stays there.

Daddy deep in his baby, Bucky's limbs wrapped around Steve, legs spread wide, hands all sorts of up in his Daddy's hair. Steve is grunting with each thrust, eyes half-lidded, lips latched onto Bucky's collarbone. He can barely keep his head up, hips sloppy, but he should be praised for his efforts with Bucky's lips right at his ear.

(i normally hate drawing out words or writing out noises in dirty talk like this but for the purpose of this Ask it feels like a must...)

"Daddy...Daddy, feels so good stretchin' my boy pussy out. Big fuckin' cock, yeah nggggh. Does it feel good, Daddy? Does my pussy feel good? Mmmm oh, s'tight? Yeah? Warm? Mhmm, wet? Oh Daddy, ngghhh! Uh uh uh, it's the perfect place to stuff your big dick, isn't it? Yeah, got the perfect, little pussy for my Daddy..."

Just...so small and so quiet and high-pitched and a bit nasally. So shameless and slutty and bitty. He hypes himself up, hypes his Daddy up, gives little baby commands like, "Watch, Daddy. Watch this pussy get fucked..."

That subby baby voice is a killer and nothing compares to it. Excuse me while I go sit in the corner and think about this sweet sweet baby talk what I've done.

#askK #daddy steve and baby bucky #baby bucky #and his subby baby talk #it's just so bitty and baby and sexy as fuck ugh

[crack-a-lackin-max]

Little Angel

summery :

killer and angel are starting to hit if off. they go to the grocery story and chat.

-chapter 2/?

-words: 1832

--ao3 link <3

Killer put down his coffee and looked down at them as they finished up eating their ham an cheese roll up. He had to figure out what to do with them.

“So what do you wanna do now angel? I wouldn’t feel right just putting you back by that bench. So I was thinking, how ‘bouts you come home with me? I got plenty of room, not that you take up much anyway heh. What do you think little’en?”

The bitty doesn’t want to go back to the bench, it gets cold at night and the grass is wet. There are a lot of creatures bigger than them that could get them.

But they also just dont wanna go home with this guy, what if their owner comes back and they're not there? Well that would just be awful.

They swallow the bite they had in their mouth and answer Killer.

“Thank you for the offer K, but I better go back to where I was..”

“How come? You enjoy sitting in the wet grass that much shortstack?”

They shake their head no, “i just wanna be there when my owner comes back for me”

This poor thing, they still think that their past owner is coming back for them. they got left on a bench over two days ago, their human probably isn’t coming back for them. ..

“Tell you what sunshine, how bout we go round to the local shops and leave notes with them with my contact info and we’ll make sure the note we left is still there. Would you come back home with me then angel?”

They fiddle with their hands as they think it over, looking uncertain about this. Killer is a stranger after all but he’s been very kind to them and they don't want to spend another night outside.

“Well,, when he does come back then he’ll find the note. Or if the note is gone he can ask the shops next door. I guess,, it would be ok for me to come back with you then. I didn’t really want to spend another night under that bench honestly”

He’s relieved that they decided to go with him.

“Sounds good small fry. You wanna head back now or is there anything you need to go pick up that you left behind?”

“Um no not really, i don't really have,, anything else”

Oh yeah, that’s right. They just really had the clothes on their back and that’s it. Well, we should fix that sooner than later.

“Well tell you what angel, how bout we stop at the store to pick up a few things before we head back?”

“Sure thing, that's no problem”

He put his hand down on the table and had Angel climb up onto his hand. They climb up on and sit down, holding on to his thumb for support.

“Ready K” they say as they look up at him, waiting.

“Alrighty, up we go then” he brought his hand up closer to his chest so they feel more stable while he walks.

He starts to head out of the shop, waving bye to the kid behind the counter as he leaves the shop.

They walked down the street, the clouds had cleared up and it was looking like it was going to be a clear day.

“So tell me Angel, what do you like to do? Like what hobbies do you have?”

“What do I like to do? Well sometimes i can see the tv from where my cage is, that’s nice. Or sometimes i can see a cat out the window, they look so fluffy i wish i could pet them. Oh! Or one time my owner got me a fresh piece of fabric for my encloser, it was nice. It was back when he first got me.”

Killer grew a little sad as he heard what they said, it sounds like they haven’t had the best life so far. Wait, cage??

“Hold up doll, cage? He kept you in a cage?” he says, a bit concerned.

“Yeah? Pets are kept in cages” they say like it’s just the most normal thing ever.

“But you're like a tiny person not a hamster?”

They just shrug at that, not knowing what to say.

"well I don't have a cage at my house, and I'm not buying one. So you just have to roam around the house i guess” Killer tries to say casually, sensing that they felt awkward about this.

“That’s ok, just ,, try not to step on me please”

“Oh of course not, i wouldn’t do that angel, course not”

Thye walk in silence for a bit till they get to the store, the cool air conditioning washing over them as they walk through the breezeway.

“Ok i need to pick up some groceries and a few other little things. If you see something you want let me know angel.” killer said as he got a cart. “Do you want me to keep carrying you or do you wanna ride in the basket of the cart?”

They thought about it for a moment, they don't wanna be dropped or josiled as he picks up things while he shops so the cart would probably be a better option.

“Cart please?”

“Sure thing pal”

He puts them down into the cart basket and starts rolling it through the store. Picking up items that he’s been meaning to pick up when he got to the store. Some food stuff and some paper plates and other such.

He watched them eye the sweet roll case, they wanted one he could tell maybe they were just too shy to ask for one.

“I was thinking about getting a sweet roll for later, but I never seem to finish one when I get them. If I got one would you eat it with me small fry?”

“Yeah! I could definitely help you with that, i'm very good at eating sweet rolls!”

He chuckles a little at their response, “well how bout you pick the flavor out then, ya little sweet roll expert”

They looked into the sweets case with a very determined look, it was clear they took this task very seriously.

“The strawberry one! The one second to the left, it looks the freshest and the frosting is extra pretty”

He chuckles at them, “you're so right, that looks like the perfect one. Good job Angel”

He takes the little tongs that were there for picking up the sweets and gets that one out and puts it into a little box, setting the box in their cart.

The bitty beams a little at the praise, glad that killer approves of their choice.

They move on with their shopping, finishing up with the food section and moving onto clothes. Killer rolls into the bitty clothes aisle.

“Ok short stack, you said you didn’t have any extra clothes so we’re going to pick you up some extra sets”

“O-oh you don't have to do that, I don't need those, it's ok” they try to protest, not wanting Killer to spend too much money on them.

“Oh relax, even if you only stay with me for a bit you should still have some extra sets of clothes. Now what kinda of host would I be if I didn't make sure you were comfy hm? A bad host is what. now , I’m buying you a few sets of clothes, do you want to pick them out?”

“Well,,,ok then. If you're really ok with spending money on me for that, then yea i would like some clean clothes actually.

He nods as he picks them up so they can get a better look at the clothes in their size. There were rows and rows of various sizes of bitty clothes, all in different styles and colors.

They pick out a couple pairs of cargo pants, two plain tshirts, a space themed hoodie. And then of course a pack of socks and boxers.

Killer looks at the couple of outfits they had picked out, “don’t you wanna pick out a few more sets of clothes?”

“No, this is fine. Thank you, this is more than enough”

“Ok, what about pj’s then?”

“Pj’s?” they ask with a tilt of their head.

“Yeah you know, pj’s. Like soft sleep clothes?”

“Oh. i’ve never had those before.”

“Never? Huh, well how bout you pick out a pair or two”

They shake their head, “yeah never. I guess I could pick out a pair? i don't think i need them though”

They look at the pj’s available and pick out a plain soft black tshirt and some dark blue soft pants.

“Are these ok K?”

Killer nods, “yeah those look fine, as long as you think you’ll be comfy in them then they’ll do”

They get added to the cart with the rest of the clothes.

“Ok, we got the food, paper goods, and clothes for you. I think that’s everything, anything else you can think of Angel?”

They shake their head, “no, i'm good”

They head to the check out, scan the items and pay before heading out.

Killer moves them back to his shoulder as he carries the bags. He walks out of the shop and sits down on the bench.

The bitty looks around a bit confused, “um, shouldn’t we head back to your house? Is everything ok?”

“Ok we’re heading back to the house, I don't wanna walk all the way back and the oats bus will be here in the next ten anyway”

“Ah ok. What’s an oats bus?”

“Oh it’s a bus for geezers like me, and just people without cars. It makes its rounds across town a few times a day”

They nod along, that makes sense.

They think for a second, mr. K doesn’t look old but then again he’s a skeleton. Maybe they dont look old like humans do? The kid at the coffee shop called him old man and the store gave him a senior discount.

“Um, sorry if it’s rude, but how old are you?”

He chuckles a little at that goodnaturedly, “im round 63 last i checked”

“Wow that old. Sorry! I didn’t mean that in a rude way, that just seems really old to me”

“You're good, I'm not offended” he laughs along, “and how old are you?”

“I’m 4”

“..only 4? Are you full grown for a bitty? “

“I think so? I don’t know a lot about how bittys grow, sorry. But I think I remember someone saying once that we have an accelerated growth rate?”

Killer nods along thinking, “well that fits, you act like an adult altho an inexperienced one”

They just kinda shrug in response.

They sit on the bench waiting for the bus. It’s a good thing the sky cleared up so they didn’t have to wait in the rain.

They share a sweet roll and they wait, killer breaking off pieces and handing them to Angel.

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