ok what is it about very small things that i know hardly anyone will be able to see that makes me go way way too far
this is the sickest mettaton design i've ever made. to see it this close up you have to zoom in 200% and the final product is probably gonna have a gaussian blur over it
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thanks - whitney x pc
“I’m sorry for getting you in trouble.”
You laid your hand on Whitney’s arm as he stared into the bathroom mirror. For once, it was just the two of you.
He rolled his eyes. “Idiot, I get in trouble all the time. It doesn’t matter.”
“Still,” you shifted your weight uncomfortably. You weren’t really sure why you were comforting him, when you were the one who was just assaulted. “You were just trying to defend me. It was…noble of you.”
“Noble?” Whitney snorted. “Please. I’m just protecting my property.”
Your hand subconsciously went to your shoulder where underneath your uniform Whitney’s toy was tattooed.
You weren't entirely sure where you stood with Whitney most of the time. He was always surrounded by his friends, doing things like stealing your clothes or making you flash random passersby.
And yet, he had kissed you and told you that you were his girlfriend now, and on the rare occasions you were alone like this, he could be...surprisingly tender.
"Yeah, well. Thanks anyway," you offered him a warm smile, reaching up to tuck a lock of hair behind his ear.
"If you weren't such a slut, you wouldn't even get into these situations, you know," Whitney shook his head, but he looked into your eyes with a hint of a smile on his lips.
"You're the one who banned me from wearing underwear," you retorted, folding your arms. "And from going into the girls bathroom."
"And you've been such an obedient little slut," Whitney reached out to trace his finger along your jawline, sending shivers up your spine. As quickly as he had reached out, though, he pulled his hand back, lighting a cigarette.
"You should go back to class. You care about that kinda shit," he turned away and waved you off.
You turned to leave, but something in you made you look back. Leaning in, you pressed a quick kiss to his cheek and mumbled "love you."
You saw his face flush before he ducked his head to hide from you as you scurried away.
"You better be out front when school lets out," Whitney called after you. "You still owe me a proper thanks!"
You couldn't help but smile as you headed to your classroom.
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I know Bill's the big bad demon everyone is afraid of and he will protect his husband at all costs (when no one's looking), but I think it's also worth mentioning that Dipper, even being the dorky, squishy human that he is, also cares about his dumb demon hubby and wants to keep him safe, even if it annoys Bill, and really, he doesn't need protecting the way Dipper does. He isn't going to puff out his chest and get in someone's face like some macho man, but I think Dipper knee-jerk reaction when Bill's in "danger" isn't to just shrug because he's an all-powerful demon who can handle it. If a blast that could level a whole town was aimed at Bill's head (for him, this just means a bad hair day and a new body), Dipper's immediate impulse is to push him out of the way or defend him against whatever wants to kill his familiar. Because he's not thinking "Bill could literally end this match in .3 seconds." He's thinking "if you touch even one hair on that asshole's head, I'm going to knock yours clean off your shoulders." I don't know what the point even is in this post, just that Dipper is this nerdy, unassuming guy who ends up being viciously protective under the right conditions. Like I think Dipper pulls off the bloody and vengeful look SO well that Bill immediately melts and just lets him handle the situation, even though it's not really Dipper's fight to begin with. He's beating the guy to a pulp with zero reserve, and Bill's off to the side swooning and twirling his hair over his man for getting his hands dirty for him.
It's true! While Bill's not the type to enjoy being underestimated, he has to admit! Seeing his adorable husband all riled up on his behalf is a hell of a sight.
The thing is, Dipper's a good guy! He can't help but put himself in danger over others. Even when all reason and logic say that Bill would be absolutely fine if he got his head exploded or a shiv in his kidney, Dipper's instinct is to fully and immediately get in the way of that. To, in fact, be protective.
Mostly this is only evident when Dipper has to stand up to Ford. Yes, yes, Bill's a vile horrible monstrosity, but he didn't do that particular thing you're accusing him of. Watching him stand up to his uncle is a particular treat!
For bigger threats, though - Well. Bill's gonna be absolutely fine, no matter what happens, thank you very much. But he's definitely not opposed to seeing some guy who was about to literally stab him in the back get a few of his teeth knocked out.
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Don't get me wrong I love both Sun and Moon a lot
But i feel like I'd get along far better with Moon because I have an extreme case of sleepy bitch disease
Like, no matter how much sleep I've had, what time of day, or if I've had any caffeine I am ALWAYS tired
I will never say no to that
Anyone tries to wake me up? The murder bot is standing guard. I'd be so well rested
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