#bitty!sans

WARNING: Do NOT get a Wretch Bitty if you have other pets, unless you're an experienced bitty owner!

I still like Bitty Bones a whole lot, and I like ‘em tiny

First of all, happy anniversary to @sweetzdreamyzblogs, good luck in your au and your artistic journey! =w=/ But here we we go my side part of the collab, it was so fun in drawing this two so tiny, now bitty outer(nebula)  double tiny. XDD

Very self indulgent sketches >wo

He was trying to tie his shoes...

AND THIS HAPPENS

This is all from my dream.   It had been a slow day. Work was, as always, a pain but with a big fake smile and heavy sighs, when alone, it was alright to cope through.  --   The day went and it was time for bed. You always slept with your window slightly open for fresh air ever since the AC broke.. “Have to remember to buy a new one soon..” you said outloud to no one in particular with a heavy sigh.   After just having showered it was time to sleep on the new clean sheets, throwing yourself on the bed with an ‘oumf’. Crawling under the warm blanket, and laying your head on your pillow it didn’t take much time to fall asleep.  --  After a few hours you are woken up from the feeling of something crawling atop of you. “Oh god oh god what the hell omg I am going to die omg nonononono?!” was just a few thoughts that kept repeating in your head.   You noticed that you had stoped breathing, and slowly let in and out air shutting your eyes to the point of it hurting.    *sob sob hic sniff sob  ... wait what? You didn’t make that sound?? What was..   You slowly lift up your head and peek your eyes open. On your stomach a little Sans bitty sat, softly sobbing and clenching the sheets. He didn’t meet your eyes but kept sobbing and shaking. He had a nasty skullwound and he looked to be in a panicked state and in alot of pain.  You take a deep inhale and lowly and kindly ask the bitty “hey... you .. ehm.. you okey there?”   He didnt answer, he just shrunk in on himself and the shaking got worse.  “Oh nono Sansy schh its okey” you coo, slowly sitting up and debate on what you should do. You stretch out a hand to pet him, he shies away, but when he feels the warmth eminating from your hand he’s quick to nuzzle it, still keeping a firm grib on your blankets and crying.  After sitting there, delicatly petting the bitty for a few minutes, you pick him up and put him on your chest and he does not resist. You slowly lay down, telling him that it would all be okey. He was okey, and he were going to be okey.  --

Rainy day sketches. ✨☔️✨