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Closeups below!

Czytaj dalej

Also forgot I was gatekeeping this drawing

If I remember right the idea was kickstarted by @baka-monarch talking about a  tiny Tommy mermaid living in symbiose Dream

I really like the idea of sea monster sized mermaids :) Here Dream is probably a bit to close to the shore, having followed these poachers after he noticed Tommy missing, or something like that!

Venture

Chapter 3

I'm honestly surprised i got this out! I thought I'd be sitting on it for weeks!

Anyway, here y'all go!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Word Count: 1,897

Warnings: Blood, Fear, ect.

Setting up camp consisted of the human kicking at the dirt under a random tree, nodding to himself, and plopping down against the trunk. He set Tommy’s cage down beside his crossed legs with a gentle thunk that rattled his bones. Tommy scowled, glaring up at the man when he was jarred from his slump against the bars.

Not noticing the teen’s irate gaze, Dream gathered up any sticks, leaves, and dry grass within easy arms reach. He haphazardly piled it next to Tommy’s cage, then started to, absurdly enough, dig out a hole in front of his crossed legs.

Tommy watched in mild confusion as the human carved out a deep hollow in the earth, then purposefully stacked the sticks and leaves into the hole. Oh. He was making a fire pit. The teen perked up, curious, despite his fear of the human, about how fire was created.

Dream dug in one of his innumerable pockets for a moment before withdrawing some flint and a chunk of steel. In a deft twitch of his hands, he had a bright little flame eating up at the kindling in the pit.

He put away the flint and steel, then dug out from his pockets a rag and what looked like a waterskin. Tommy had to look away when the human started cleaning the blood from his hands, a touch squeamish at the sight of the sticky red substance soaking the rag as it was washed off.

Tommy looked back when the sounds of water running went away, eyebrows hitching up when he saw that the only things cleared of blood were the human’s hands. His mask and cloak were still caked in the drying fluid, not that Dream seemed to care.

“Alright. Let’s get you taken care of.” Dream flipped open a satchel resting on his hip that Tommy hadn’t even noticed and shuffled around in it for a solid minute, then brought out something that was too small for Tommy to see from how Dream held it.

The human started fiddling with the thing, pinching it between his fingers and finagling his waterskin until he hummed in satisfaction. He then set the waterskin aside and reached towards the cage with whatever he had in his hand. Tommy drew back to the opposite side of the cage warily, bracing his arms behind him and grasping at the bars.

Dream slid the thing through the thin bars of the cage and stuck a finger through one of the gridded squares to push it closer towards Tommy. It took him a long moment to process what it was, and when he finally did, dread struck through his body. A fine, delicately carved smallfolk sized bowl sat innocently before his eyes, the water it held inside rippling almost cheerfully in the evening light. The horrifying implications dawned on Tommy, washing through his mind like the tide on bare sand. 

Tommy shuddered. Dream was another one. Just the newest captor in the short line of captors that he’s had. Only two, but that was more than most people could say!

Slowly, with a trembling hand, Tommy reached for the bowl. Even though he couldn't trust Dream, he still needed the water. The hunters had given him nothing in the four days that they had had him, and his body was really starting to feel it.

While Tommy drank the much-needed water from the bowl, Dream was pulling something else from his pack, a slab of raw meat half the size of the human’s head. He plucked a stick from the pile next to the cage and stabbed it through the meat, then stuck the other end of the stick into the dirt, letting it hang over the fire.

Tommy's mouth watered when the smell of roasting meat filled the air, and his stomach growled loudly despite himself. Dream glanced over to Tommy at the sound, a knowing smirk growing over his lips. Tommy scowled at him and turned away, not wanting to watch the human eat when his own stomach was gnawing and twisting hungrily at itself. Water was one thing, but Tommy doubted that Dream would share his food with him.

He tried to block out the sound and smell of the sizzling meat and took another long sip of his water. Despite his best efforts, it was all he could hear, among the crackling of the fire and the sounds of Dream doing whatever it was he was doing. Tommy’s stomach growled again, just as loud as the last time, making the teen’s scowl deepen.

He set the bowl down, a little less than half-full, and crossed his arms over his middle. In his attempt to ignore the human behind him, his eyes settled on the splattered blood still glistening in the center of the cage. Tommy wrinkled his nose in disgust. It was gross, and it stunk of copper, but it wasn’t like he could clean it out of the cage. It wasn’t like he wanted to, either. He didn’t want to touch somebody else’s blood.

"Here." Dream’s voice pulled him from his thoughts, and he twisted around with a grimace. “What–” He snapped, then trailed off, eyes locking on the chunk of meat the human was pressing against the gridded bars. 

Tommy’s mind stuttered. Was–was the human actually offering it to him? Why? What good would it do Dream? It wasn’t like Tommy was about to keel over and die of starvation right this second—Unless–well, Dream wouldn’t know that, would he? For all he knew, he was keeping a future investment Tommy alive. Still, the teen was suspicious.

"This isn't poisoned, is it?” Tommy questioned, glaring mistrustfully up at Dream’s still-bloodied mask. The human only smirked and cocked his head. Tommy had the feeling that, behind the mask, Dream was rolling his eyes.

"If I wanted to do something to you, I wouldn't use poison." Dream chuckled. "I'd just do it."

Tommy paled at the human's words, but accepted them as true. If the human wanted to hurt him, it wouldn’t really take much to do so. An unwanted image of the human crushing the cage whilst Tommy was still inside flashed through his head, but Tommy tried to shake it off. He was hopefully too valuable for Dream to want to kill. Hopefully.

Regardless, he inched forward and gingerly took it from between the two huge fingertips before him. His eyes widened at the surprise weight of the meat, and he had to do a double take. The chunk was like half the size of his torso! There was no way that he'd finish it! He damn sure would try, though.

He turned away from Dream and tore into it hungrily, not wanting to give the human a chance to change his mind if he so chose. Human beings were fickle, Tommy had learned, and incredibly cruel. He wouldn’t put it past Dream to be the same as his previous captors, even if the man was giving him food.

It was completely dark by the time Tommy had finished his first meal in days, and he set the meat beside the water bowl with a contented sigh. By all means, he still didn’t trust Dream, but he had given him food and water. At the very least, that meant that Tommy wouldn’t die from thirst or starvation whilst in the human’s possession. 

He peered at Dream through the bars, who was packing away the rest of the meat and seemed to be reorganizing his pockets, sorting through the stuff he had stolen from Tommy’s previous captors. 

Dream noticed his stare and nodded at him. "You want like a–a blanket or something?" 

Tommy paused at the offer, surprised, but shook his head anyway. He didn't need anymore of this human's pity, or–or whatever it was. It wasn't like Tommy needed it, anyways. It might be a bit foolish to think so, but he could withstand the cold.

Dream shrugged nonchalantly at Tommy's answer and finished organizing his things. Tommy watched him, gaze lingering on some of the items Dream had. Some of it was normal human stuff, but some of it was more smallfolk stuff. Tommy could see at least two swords, an actual blanket, and several knick-knacks that Tommy knew wouldn’t have been given freely to a human.

Another spur of dread coiled in the pit of his gut, but before he could say anything, Dream had everything stowed away and was wrapping his cloak more tightly around his shoulders, laying down against the tree.

“Alright, kid. Night.” The human rolled over suddenly onto his side, facing his back to Tommy’s cage. Tommy’s face twisted up into an expression of offended confusion. What the fuck? Already, he could see the human’s side slowly rising and falling. Hee was apparently already fast asleep.

Grumbling, Tommy slid down the bars to sit. He was tired, probably from the alternating rushes of fear and adrenaline from the events of the last hour that had left him feeling incredibly drained. 

He slumped onto his side, shivering a little at the cold touch of the metal ground, and shut his eyes. He probably needed to save his energy for an opportunity to escape or something, now that he was being kept by a new human. His last captors had learned all of his tricks, and had rendered his escape attempts null and void, but this one didn't know anything about him at all. That meant he had a chance.

He pillowed his head on his arms with a small huff, and tried to get some sleep.

°°°

Tommy didn't sleep. Tommy couldn't sleep, not when the unfamiliar human was so close. Not when anxiety of what was going to happen to him scratched at his brain, not when he could hear the sound of the human’s deep, long breaths plowing through the cool air, and definitely not when the coppery smell of blood from the still-drying splatters in the center of the cage invaded his nose every time he breathed in. The scent of the meat beside him dampened it somewhat, but Tommy couldn't decide if the combination of cooked meat and blood made it better or worse.

The chill of the night air bit into his skin, cutting through the thin bandages in his forearms with ease. Tommy grimaced, scrunching his nose and pulling his arms inside of his shirt with a shiver.

The forest sounds were creepy, but nothing out of the norm from what Tommy could tell. At the very least, he couldn’t hear the tell-tale sounds of mobs scruffing around the camp, so there was that. Even still, every rustle in the bush made him uneasy, and he flinched when the lonely hoot of an owl echoed through the night air.

On top of all that, the fire was starting to die out. Tommy shivered again. It wasn't even close to winter yet, it was barely even starting to be fall, but the night air was cool, and it made chills pervade deeply through his clothes. He stood and moved to the side of the cage closest to the fire, wishing he had taken up Dream's offer of a blanket or a scrap of cloth or something as he sat back against the slightly warm metal bars.

Damn his pride. It was going to be a long night.

The Decimate of Human's

Please tell me if I need to put an TW's

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Sapnap and George skidded across the floors as they raced to the kitchen, Sapnap collided with George as he reached out to open the kitchen cabinet. Sapnap gave an annoyed huff as his eyes gazed around the empty cabinet, George peered from behind the shorter male. Both groaned in annoyance as they slammed the cabinet shut.

George and Sapnap went to the living room and flopped down the couch, As if it was planned Dream came back home. The blond male closed the door as he held multiple bags filled with edible items, The two boys who were once on the couch immediately jumped and snatched a few bags from the taller male.

"Guy's be careful I just bought those!" Dream remarked as he quickly went away from the two other boys, Both brunettes let out a sound of victory as they found their wanted snacks.

"Hey Dream is it crowded out?" George said as he munched on raisin cookies, "Not really." Dream nonchalantly replied as he carefully placed the items he bought in the cabinets, As the three boys chatted happily. They suddenly heard loud alarms blaring, Sapnap and Dream knew it was the alarm signaling lock down.

All the boys were on the verge of panic as they scrambled to lock the doors and secure their house, George was still quite confused and peeked outside the window. The brunette gasped at the sight of multiple people. No-...Giants?

George stared as citizens ran around as the gigantic humans were attempting to step on them. George could feel he was going to hurl at the sight and backed away. Dream and Sapnap have yet to see the commotion outside and were confused when George was panicked and had sweat dripping down his forehead.

"George- Dude you alright?" Sapnap spoke as he stared with a concerned look, "T-Ther-..." George stuttered as he spoke "T-There's...Giants-..." Sapnap and Dream were still befuddled with George's actions, Sapnap took a peep at the window and saw ruin. The streets were trashed and loud noises were heard from the outside—maybe they would have heard if Dream didn't have a sound proof house—Faint screams and crashes could be heard from the outside.

As time passed with the three boys sitting in the living room waiting for further news, George and Sapnap were both shaken up Dream didn't bother to check outside. Although his curiosity wouldn't last long as Sapnap and George each share what they saw.

Hours passed...Not a single announcement came from the news, They all felt nervous yet none of them dared to peek outside again. From George's explanation of apparent giant's they were anxious if the 'giants' spotted them.

It was starting to get nerve wracking, They all thought about doing something productive.

George groaned at the idea and would rather stay on the couch, Sapnap and Dream both scoffed as they went to do other stuff.

Dream went to check on their water supply incase the water got cut, Whilst Sapnap went to see how long the food will last if it was rationed.

The TV suddenly switched to the news and all the boys heard it as they immediately jumped to check.

"Dear Citizens, Please stay in your houses. Humans are instantaneously turning into these gigantic beasts researchers have yet to find what has been causing this, Although apparently some still keep their human minds and gain thr ability to shift their sizes. Traffickers are using this to their advantages if they do get the ability. It could potentially be a sickness, Although whatever it is the symptoms are the following..." All of them were attentive and practically glued their eyes to the screen.

"Dizziness."

"Passing out at random times."

"Lost cravings for food."

"Random attacks."

"Itchy skin."

"Fevers that apparently come and go."

"Increase tiredness."

"These symptoms come very slowly for shifters as found out recently..."

They all took a deep sigh of relief, The news reporter continued.

"Please make sure the supplies you have will last 60 days, In 60 days the military will do a scout in the neighborhoods. If you live in the cities make sure you have food for 70 days. Then the military will do a scout then...We will inform you as soon as possible." After said the screen disconnected and the boys released a breath they didn't even know were holding.

There was silence. It was obvious they were in thought, "Well..." Sapnap spoke as he looked up at the two other males. "Atleast if we ration the food it'll last Atleast 75 days. But we should be fine since we're in a neighborhood"

"Luckily we got the timing right to buy groceries." George said as he gave a breathy laugh, "You mean I got the timing. You guys didn't even know I was going to get groceries!" Dream chuckled as he nudged George on the shoulder.

"Yea, yea whatever." George responded as he got up from the couch. Dream saw the light slowly dissappear from the outside of the window, "It's getting late-" Drean said as he took a peek just to make sure, "Cmon let's head to bed."

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Dream groaned as he woke up from his bed, His head pounded as if he was drunk the entire night. He brushed it off as a result from stress, The blond peeked outside seeing as the skies were dark and it was foggy, Even with the fog he could tell it was destroyed and it looked horrible.

Dream slowly left his room as he heard chatter downstairs, Dream walked down the stairs as he instantly got greeted. "Hey sleepy head." Sapnap sneered as George stayed silent yet gave a cheery smile his way.

"Sorry I must've been stressed-" Dream muttered but luckily loud enough for the others to hear, "Anywa-" George was cut off by the ground softly shaking. Sapnap scrambled to check at the window as both Dream and George were frozen still—Dream was frozen due to him still being tired and George was terrified.

Sapnap saw one of the 'beasts' rummaging around the house that fell into ruin. It didn't even look human...It had torn clothes, sharp nail, and incredibly deadly canines.

It looked alarming as it pushed down the remaining standing walls of the house. Sapnap scrunched his face at the terrifying ease the giant creature took to do so.

"It's one of those giant things-" Sapnap whispered to the two males who were now suddenly beside him, "We should get away from the window and turn off the lights, We can't risk for it to see us." Dream ordered as he walked to the light switch quickly flicking it to turn it off.

They all sat up against a wall as the house now looked as if it was abandoned, The outside was trashed and the plants were dead. The air was still and all that the males could hear was the faint shuffling outside across the streets.

Soon the shuffling noises came to a brief stop, Then the soft pitter patter of the rain could be heard as it came in contact with the window. Dream stood up which confused the brunettes.

"I'll cook, Luckily we still have electricity it should last for a bit..." Dream grumbled as he went to the kitchen and turned on the light again, Dream took some eggs and started to fry them.

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Dream's head throbbed in pain as his face was in the duvets of his bed. The whole day it was raining, They expected a thunderstorm tonight which should be fine. The house was pretty stable a storm shouldn't be a problem. I mean, It was Florida after all.

Dream was almost in tears he attempted to fall asleep which wasn't as hard as he anticipated.

"George give me back those Lay's!" Sapnap screamed although quiet enough to not alert the blond upstairs, "Not until you tell me where you hid my cookies!" George remarked. Sapnap took umbrage at his remarks.

"Fine it's over there-" Sapnap pointed at a place near the shoes as he caught his chips while George ran to reclaim his cookies, They were eating happily until they suddenly heard a loud crash upstairs. Wanting to know what it was, they gathered the courage and willed themselves to go upstairs and investigate what it was.

They crept upstairs, Sapnap leading first. They both knew Dream was upstairs yet he didn't say what he was doing, They entered the room which was at the end of the long hallway.

Dream was sitting on the floor with a scratch on his forehead which confused the brunettes. "Yo man are you okay-?" Sapnap uttered as he went nearer the blond "Why-...." Dream groaned before he continued, "Why does the door frame seem lower-" Dream let out a exasperated sigh.

George came up and both boys helped the blond stand up. Both brunettes gasped once the blond stood upright, Their friend was now way taller than they recalled, George gulped as he backed away a bit while Sapnap scrunched his face.

"Dream..." Sapnap managed to huff out, "What have you been feeling lately..." The stern look Sapnap gave made Dream suddenly realized the height difference. "Wha-...I don't know I've just been light headed recently." Dream's eyes widened at the grave realization. Both brunettes were already quite terrified.

The taller male stumbled back as he panicked, "B-But how!?" Dream retorted as he kept his gaze on the ground, Too ashamed to face his friends. "Look dude-...I don't know but you were outside before the outbreak happened." Sapnap stated.

"W-We should leave you alone, right now." Sapnap stuttered as he backed away to leave the room but came to an abrupt stop as he bumped into something behind him, "Sap we can't leave him like this!" George exclaimed.

"Look, George I don't want to but what other choice do we have?" Sapnap argued.

The two shorter males argued. Dream was so focused at his friends arguing he didn't realized he shrunk to his former height. Dream stood up to break apart the two before they mauled eachother.

"Stop!" Dream said as he bared his teeth, Glaring at the two boys he finally realized he was like his original height—Not like he could extremely tell, Dream couldn't look at someone and tell how tall they are—"Dude your a shifter-" Both brunettes spoke in unison as Dream cocked his eyebrow.

"Didn't they say shifters recieve the symptoms slower?" George intervened. "Atleast we have time to think before I well-..." Dream muttered as he recalled the symptoms. "Yea-..." George huffed as he lowered his head.

"L-Look I don't want to hurt you guys so I'll just stay in my room." Dream declared as he started to carefully escort his friends out of his room, "Wait-" Sapnap spoke but before he could continue the door was slammed shut. They heard a click signaling it was locked.

"Fine we'll bring you food later-..."

Dream sobbed as he fell to the floor, He let out strangled breaths and his heart ached. Whilst the two boys who were now downstairs, Worried about their friend. "Sapnap..." George turned hid head to look at the shorter, "What should we do...?" George had tears pricking his eyes.

"I don't know George..."

"I don't know..."

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I have exams today and I'm gonna be late do enjoy😋

You Cry, I Die

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Sapnap was a blaze-born, But he was also a borrower. Sapnap enjoyed his life in the forest, He would parkour and explore the land. He usually ate fish and since he was a blaze-born cooking them was a great bonus—Fish would casually flop on land which confused Sapnap since it wasn't normal, But who was he to complain about free food.

He happily continued his life with little to no problems.

That's until winter rolled in, The snow was to thick probably taller than the borrower himself. His abilities didn't work in the cold, Winter was the season Sapnap hated the most. The only way he ever did to survive was to borrow from a humans house until the snow would dissipate.

So far the houses he usually stayed in haven't noticed a literal living tiny person living in their walls, That was until this season...

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Sapnap yawned as he sat up from the rocky floors in the wall, He crawled out of the carved out area as he saw the kitchen with the window showing the sun glowing as it appeared from the horizon, Small bits of snow falling aswell, Sapnap blew away a strand of hair that fell infront of the borrower's face as he slowly looked at the clocked that was hanging above the door frame.

6:09 AM

The brunette rubbed his eyes as he straighten his posture, Deciding he should get food before the human woke up. He honestly should've picked a different house—This human had a cat. Yet it was the nearest house he could find before snow started to fall, Although he was confused on why the human had a house in the forest.

Sapnap grabbed some rope—Which was made with paper—He quickly threw ran to the counter, Observing if the feral feline was in the scene. Once the borrower reached the counter he scanned the counter as he aimed to hook his rope to anything that would be enough to hold his weight.

Sapnap wrapped his hands around the makeshift rope, Keeping a sturdy grab. He tugged on the paper seeing if it was secure, Once he did so he gave smirk and immediately started climbing.He vigorously climbed, As he got closer to the top of the counter his body ached—No one could blame him, He just technically woke up. And not like anyone could actually be there to blame him—Sapnap heaved as he flopped onto the kitchen counter.

Sapnap wanted to sleep once more yet he knew the human could wake up any moment, Sapnap groggily pushed himself up as he scanned the counter top. His eyes landed on a stack of bread on a plate, It was unusual but it was the food he knew the most, The rest of the contents on the counter were unfamiliar to the brunette.

He shrugged and made his way to the stack of bread, He went behind the plate as he ripped off a chunk of the bun. Feeling the soft texture under his finger tips, He stuffed it in a make-shift backpack he made with random clothes he found on the woods—He wondered why random human's left their clothes there...

Once the bag was filled he quickly grabbed another decently sized chunk, He opened his mouth as he bit down on the soft thing. He hummed in satisfaction, Closing his eyes as he let himself drift into his thoughts.

The borrower continued munching on the bread, Eventually he finished and he let out a sigh. As Sapnap was about to turn to go back to his 'home' he heard the soft thumps that he could recognize as footsteps. Sapnap started to panic, The brunette immediately looked around for a place to hide but to no avail.

Sapnap's breathing picked up as he heard the footsteps get closer, He crouched down hoping the bread could hide him. He clamped a hand over his mouth to not make sounds.

Soon he heard a yawn, "Hey Patches." The human hummed as he reached out for cat food from one of the cabinets. Sapnap heard shuffling then he could hear the cat food being poured in a bowl.

Sapnap took this chance, Since the human was distracted he could probably run to a better spot. Sapnap willed himself and immediately ran to a near by condiment bottle as he yelped when he got distracted and tripped.

The human's head whipped in the direction of the faint noise, "Shit-" Sapnap muttered as he screwed his eyes shut knowing the human spotted him. "Woah-" The human huffed as he looked at the thing in astonishment.

The human walked closer, Sapnap could feel himself shaking as a shadow loomed over him. Sapnap immediately tried running but fell down when a sudden hand smashed infront of the direction he was running in.

He turned around immediately meeting the gaze of the human, But something was off...Human's don't have slit eyes do they?

Sapnap gave no thought and tried backing away from the human, "Please-..." The borrower started releasing tears. Sapnap almost cursed at himself for whimpering.

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Dream shook his head as he heard the borrower let out a slight 'Please'. He immediately felt bad for it, "H-Hey I'm not gonna hurt you-" Dream tried convincing the terrified tiny. Obviously didn't work.

Dream sighed as he retracted and left the kitchen, Hoping he could make friend's with the borrower another time.

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Sapnap opened his eyes, He let out a soft gasp as he realized the human was gone, Sapnap didn't question it and immediately ran to his little home before the human returned. Sapnap could feel his heart racing as he curled into a ball, The bag of bread was now layed on the walls of the carved out hole.

The brunette stayed in the wall, Not daring to leave yet—He could hear the cat prodding around the house and the footsteps of the human not to far—Sapnap shuddered as he replayed the sight of seeing the humans eyes.

It looked deadly, blank, menacing, Sapnap wondered how the human's eyes were slit and why did it say it wouldn't hurt him?

It was probably just a trick, There was no way the human didn't wanna kill him. Sapnap knew, Human's thought nothing of borrower's and only saw them as a pest needing to be disposed.

So why...Why did the human attempt to even convince him otherwise?

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I'll likely make part 2 since it's short—1k words ain't enough.

Also please send me asks, I'm willing to answer and I'll consider request.

<The title will make sense soon>

Byee, Have a nice day😋💗

loved the chained monster fic! can i get some g!dream and t!ghostbur possibly? :0

I think this inbox must have been a month ago lol (I’m so sorry

I’m so glad that you guys like that story a lot! My Frd did a great job on writing! I just do the artwork :3

And here’s g!dream and t!ghostbur. I feel like Dream is so chill with Ghostbur . Like he won’t be mad at him or anything. Just chilling together:3

I just like the vibe both of them just enjoying the moment. Maybe sleeping together something like that~

The Perfect Hill

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII @crimpie I WAS YOUR SECRET SANTA!!! I loved both your prompts so much but this is the one I went with! I really hope you like it ❤️❤️❤️ This was created for the 2022  MCYT G/T Secret Santa under the theme ‘winter wonderland’.  @mcyt-gt-events

cw: fear, death mention (but no actual death), I think that’s it? Its pretty fluffy :3

word count:  3089

Czytaj dalej

You might've seen it on discord when I sent it there but how about:

Prompt idea—

A borrower, caught by the magical homeowner they've been stealing from for years, is given a fitting punishment by the vexed mage—having their small stature shrunken down even further, leaving them with no choice but to steal from other borrowers, who are now 'giants' to them. (Noms are optional but I love em and think that would be cool to add in somehow if you wanted)

I so badly wanna see this written

WOO SPEEDRUN TIME

Tw for accidental fearplay, please tell me if I missed something

“George… What are you doing.” George turned around, spotting his friend approaching him. “I thought it would be funny to get a worm and let it loose in the bean’s house. You know, it could eat their whole house.” Sapnap laughed. “Look, the worm could demolish our home, but the womr is practically nothing compared to the bean’s house. It wouldn’t do much aside from making parts of the floor slippery.” George sighed, and set the worm down. “I was going to call him Bob the destroyer.” “George, your name work needs help.” Sapnap patted his shoulder. “It’s okay, we’ll think of something later.” George nodded sadly. He and Sapnap walked defeated back to their hole to go back inside. “Out of anything we could get home, what would you want?” George asked out of curiosity. “Good question.” Sapnap spoke, thinking as they traveled the long trek back down the hallway. “Oh, I know. I went borrowing once, and there was this weird blocky brown thing. I was curious about it, so I touched it. It got on me, and I licked it-” “Ew, why would you lick it!” George asked, pushing the shorter. “Okay, hang with me, I was a kid. Anyways, I licked it, and the taste was almost heavenly. So sweet and yummy. I had to bring it back, so I did, and it took me quite a while to eat it too. One of the old beans was sad about it though, calling it ‘chocolate’. I would love to have it again, and I’d definitely let you have some.” “Yeah, that’s only if you don’t eat it first.” Sapnap gasped playfully. “Betrayed by my own best friend. Stabbed through the heart.” He made dramatic movements with his arms, and George laughed, pulling him forward into their home. “Yeah, whatever drama queen.”

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‘Sapnap still likes chocolate, right?’ George asked himself as he approached the hole in the wall. It had been a few months since he last asked Sapnap about it. He had been scouting the area for a while, and had watched the bean come out and set something on the counter. It was wrapped in a shiny material, although the contents inside were a light brown. George continued watching the movements of the bean, who turned away for a moment. “F***, I’m going to need to get more chocolate soon. There’s almost nothing left.” Chocolate! The bean called it chocolate! He needed to get it for Sapnap. George needed to pay his friend back for everything he’d done! He frowned as he struggled to push the piece of drywall aside. He wasn’t the most fit borrower, no. That was definitely Sapnap. But today, Sapnap was out doing whatever he does when he goes outside, so George was taking the opportunity to grab the sweet. He peaked around the edge, looking for any sign of the bean that lived there. The bean could do something with his hands, making them glow or something. George had been the unfortunate one to see all this, on a trip out to get more water. He didn’t let Sapnap go out unless he knew for sure that the bean wouldn’t spot them.

George didn’t see the bean, so he sucked in a deep breath and ran. There was a chocolate left out on the counter, and while it was suspicious, the bean wasn’t around. He practically jumped on the chocolate, grabbing it and lifting it upwards. He started running again, so that maybe the bean wouldn’t catch him. Oh, how he regretted his decisions. Something loud and clear was slammed down on top of him. He cringed at the noise, and panicked as he hit and bounced off of an invisible wall. “And just what do you think you’re doing?” George gasped, staring up at the bean in fear. He curled up slightly, laying against the cool, clear wall of the cup. “Stealing my chocolate, hm? That won’t do.” The cup was lifted and the sweet was ripped out of his hands. The glass returned, albeit softer this time. “What would you even do with it? Too much sugar is bad for you.” At this point, the bean could have a full one sided conversation, because there was no way in h*** that George was going to speak. “Whatever, don’t answer. That’s fine. But this can’t go without punishment.” George wanted to cry, the bean was so scary. Why couldn’t he have taken the hint and stayed at base instead of getting that stupid chocolate. “You did steal my favorite chocolate after all.” He wanted to run, to free himself, but he had nothing. He couldn’t do anything with the bean holding the cup down. “Oh, how about this, this’ll be fun.” The bean’s face morphed into a cruel smile, as they brought up a singular glowing finger. S***.

The cup was tilted, pushing George forward and failing to give him an escape route. The bean’s finger covered his face, pressing down gently. “Boop.” The bean teased, and suddenly the world morphed. Everything was so much bigger than before, and he had to be barely bigger than the bean’s massive fingernail. “There, I think that’s fitting. Just try to take things now.” The bean’s smile somehow became crueler, and he panicked. He slipped under the cup’s open rim and ran. It took him longer to get to the opening in the wall than normal, “Wait, no! Don’t leave!” The bean shouted, but George kept running. He was running faster now, not questioning why the bean wasn’t trying to catch him. He escaped into the hole, escaping behind the edge and stopping to catch his breath. He panicked as he saw the bean’s fingers, slowly tracing through the opening, trying to find him. “Where did you go, please come back, you could get hurt!” Why did the bean choose to be nice now? The bean’s fingertips brushed against his whole body and he ran. “No, stop!” He crawled up the now giant make-shift ladder, using the grain of the wood as hand-holds. Guess he’d have to live off of what Sapnap could bring in.

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George was absolutely terrified to try and talk to Sapnap. Sure, Sapnap was his friend, but he didn’t trust him. He was strong but clumsy. And that definitely wasn’t good for him. It had been a few days since George had been shrunk, and Sapnap was terribly discouraged. He was almost in tears yesterday when he hadn’t seen George return for a few days, worried about the borrower having either abandoned him or gotten killed by the bean. George would just sneak in when Sapnap went out borrowing or at night as the borrower slept, so he could get food and water. He took almost nothing else, it’s not like he could lift anything up. But today, he had gotten trapped in the food lid. The food lid was a lid Sapnap had taken the day George joined him as a way to keep their food off the ground. Today, George had gotten excited, trying to reach something in the now massive lid by climbing up the sides. His hands slipped, not only missing the food, but also causing him to fall in and get trapped in the bottom. This was really, really bad. He couldn’t find any purchase on the smooth insides of the lid, so now he was stuck until Sapnap went to eat. He pulled off a bit of the cracker he had been trying to nab before, and started eating it. May as well.

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A bit of time passed, and finally, George felt thunderous footsteps behind him. “Is this where you saw him last?” Came a new voice, albeit soft and gentle. George didn’t even feel them come in. “Yeah. Didn’t leave any indication of where he went, hasn’t come back for like, four days now.” And that was Sapnap, the same lovable idiot he knew. “Hate to break it to you Sap, but the reality may just be that he was killed by the bean. I can stay with you for a few days if that helps you feel better.” The new voice spoke. “It’s fine Karl, I’ll keep looking. Thanks though.” Softer footsteps left after a few moments, and Sapnap moved towards the lid. He moved towards the lid. F***! He looked around for some way to hide, but found nothing as a large shadow covered him. “What the f***?” Sapnap’s booming voice called out. George just stared up in fear, this was the second time this had happened. Sapnap reached down, and George couldn’t move. It wasn’t magic, no it was George himself. Sapnap’s rough hand wrapped around his miniature form, and lifted him up. This was new, and this was a reason to panic. He couldn’t stop trembling, tears creeping onto his face. He suddenly had a view of Sapnap’s entire eye, and he cried. He sobbed, cried all the tears he’s held in across the many years in his life. Fingers brushed his head and his back gently in a calming fashion. “Hey, I’m not going to hurt you.” George couldn’t calm down, the tears just wouldn’t stop. The grip holding him was released, and he relaxed, his tears slowly coming to a stop. Sapnap continued running his hand up and down his fragile form. “It’ll be okay George, I’d never hurt you.” George finally took a breath, calming himself. “See, it’s okay. You want to tell me what happened?”

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“Hey!” Dream turned around from his place on the couch to face the voice. There, standing on the counter, was another tiny human. He sighed and stood up, walking towards the tiny. “What?” He spoke. The little person faltered a little, before quickly collecting themself. They were pretty brave, he would give them that. “You did something to my friend, and I want you to fix him!” Dream paused for a second, thinking. “Your friend.” The tiny held out their hand, and Dream gasped. It was the chocolate thief. “We meet again.” Dream smirked. “Fix him.” “Why should I? He stole my chocolate.” The tiny looked at the thief, and then back at him. “Look, I don’t know why he did it, but maybe he was curious about what it tasted like. He’s never had chocolate, so please forgive him.” Dream nodded. “Alright, I’ll forgive him. On one condition. I get your names.” Yeah, maybe his whole reasoning for shrinking the tiny was that he wanted a friend. He was lonely, and no one wanted to hang around someone who used magic. He had hoped that the thief wouldn’t have run away, but when he did, Dream didn’t want to risk hurting them so he didn’t dare try and catch them. “What-why.” “Well, maybe I just want friends.” “Fine, I’m Sapnap, and this is George.” He smiled. “I’m Dream.” His finger glowed, and he booped George gently on the face. He smiled as George began to grow, and Sapnap set him on the ground. Once George got to his full height, Dream closed the gap, and pressed his nose to the tinies forehead. “You’re kinda cute.” He smiled, lifting his face away, only for his hands to follow suit and lift up the two tinies. “Well, it looks like we’re friends now, so let’s have some fun.” Dream spoke, taking the two to his room. He was going to show them everything they probably don’t know about!

P.O.V. your best friend is literally god

And here's a close up of Sap and George

Winter Soldier au

- Zero poof reading hell yas -

Recently I just re-watched the winter soldier movie. I really like Bucky so damn much so I just popped out an idea. What if the winter soldier has the ability to size-shift too uwu.

And in this au, I wanted Dweam to be the winter soldier. George and Sapnap are a super soldier. But I don’t want both of them have the same ability as Captian America has. So I decided to give them some super powa— haha

So here is my DWEAM, three of them joined the military. And Dream was separated during a fight on the train ( which is where the scene Bucky fell off the train). After that the Hydra captured and tortured him. They also brainwashed and turned him to a winter soldier.

Anddd about gogy and sapnap, both of them became a super soldier after Dream was captured. They received some super power like control the gravity ? ( Basically gogy can lifts up everything) and sapnap is a fire boy. Also, George doesn’t not have blue eyes if he doesn’t use his powa.

These drawings took me days to complete it hahaha (pAiN) BUT ! There’s few more scenes I really want to redraw! Let’s see how determined I am to draw them all xD

I wasn’t planned to draw the character setting thingy. But I just can’t help myself hahah!

It made me cry in school oh my gooooood- I didn't expect for it to go this way at all! I still really really love it <3 but God dang it am I miserable if it comes to angst and bearing it-

Quiet pt 4

Cw: mcyt g/t, cursing, fear play, (major) horror elements, (major) character injury, blood, (major) angst, (major?) violence

Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 , Chapter 3

// OK, I am sorry for disappearing for so long. I should've said something, but to keep it short and simple bad life stuff happened, I had to get more jobs to keep myself up and just didn't have time for social media. Thankfully I'm really close to finishing school now and these past few days I've gotten sick so it gave me time to finally sit down and finish this. I'm not making any guaranteed future promises but I don't plan on staying away forever. At least until I can finish school and get my shit together properly! I'm so so sorry for staying AWOL for months. Please enjoy ^^ I tried to make it more lengthy than I anticipated to make up for the lost time. //

He’s sure that at some point, in his scrambled hyper-energetic mind, he noticed how fidgety and nervous George had been acting while he was in his shop. He’s sure that, even though he wasn’t centered on his clammy hands or sweat-soaked hairline, there was something in him - may that be human instinct or something more profound - that could tell something wasn’t right.

Because if he hadn’t been sure that everything was okay, would he have stopped frantically mopping the juice staining his floor, to make a call that he surely had no business making, because he felt, 'unusual'?

Who knows. Regardless, it was that feeling-driven phone call he made that led him to speak with the county’s entire police force not even half an hour later, regarding the case of a missing vacationer wanted for vandalism and the destruction of private property.

“Like I said, officer; George didn’t steal or threaten my life or anything like that. He just seemed … off. I don’t know how to put it?” Alex struggled to find his words as he shrugged at the big, burly officer towering above him, arms crossed with black shades covering his eyes.

The man hummed and shifted, standing more upright and increasing his height. “Course he seemed off,” he grumbled sternly, “boy just caused a few thousand dollars of damage. He outta be scared. Once we find him he’ll be working for years trying to pay that off.”

The officer glanced over his shoulder towards where his other officers stood around talking by their cars. Then he leaned down slightly, getting closer to Alex's face. "You better not be bullshitting us, Maldonado. I know your history." The clerk clenched his fingers into a fist behind his back. "Officer, I'm not..." he trailed off, frowning nervously. "I'm not trying to imply anything about... 'it'. I didn't even intend to call you, I was just concerned about George. I thought he was sick and called that lady at the resort to connect me to his friends. That's when I realized he was missing and called you to do the 'right thing'." There was an edge to his voice at the final two words. The officer stood back up straight and just nodded. "And it's good you finally have," He said.

"But officer-" Alex was cut off. "Son, I think it'd in yer best interest to stay out of this one. For yours and my station's own sake. Okay? Don't wanna have to take this place away from you, understand?"

Alex bit his tongue and nodded as the cop returned to his car. He disagreed with the man entirely. The officer clearly hadn’t met George in person or had seen him. It didn’t take years of a lasting friendship for the store clerk to know that a little guy like George couldn’t cause damage like that within the span of a few hours. George probably couldn’t do damage like that in a few days.

The sound of car doors shutting pulled Alex away from his thoughts, and he looked over at the source of the sounds. It was Sapnap and Karl, though they didn’t look as cheery nor as rested as they did the last time they met. It was almost intimidating, the manner of the way they approached Alex. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say Sapnap looked ready to beat somebody up.

“Hey, guys..” Alex greeted, raising a hand to give a small, awkward wave. Karl gave him a small smile and waved back, but Sapnap didn't bother with greetings as he bluntly said, “tell us what actually happened.” Alex frowned with confusion. “What do you mean? I haven’t lied to the cops about anything,” he said carefully. Karl stepped forward, his tone much more gentle than Sapnap’s as he said, “We don’t think you’ve lied about anything but..” He trailed off, “we think that there are some... elements you may have left out.”

Alex half-scoffed, half-gasped as he just slightly inched backward. “What? What could I have possibly left out? You haven’t even heard my story yet,” he exclaimed. “Then tell it,” Sapnap said, leaning closer to the clerk.

Alex told them everything that had happened from the moment George entered the shop, to him buying the chocolate for Karl, to him leaving in an odd, rushed manner.

“Alex,” Karl began. “I need you to think about everything you just told us. Yes, it was all very off and weird and whatnot.. but was there anything else that struck something in your mind? Something he did that.. maybe you have seen before? Or something you heard that.. maybe you’ve heard on other quiet nights that you try to explain away but.. you know isn’t right?”

Alex bit his cheek as his gaze refused to meet their eyes. “…No.”

“You’ve felt like something’s been off for years now, haven’t you?” Alex looked up at Sapnap with surprise. “That look in your eye, it’s the same as that woman’s.” Sapnap stepped forward and Alex looked away again. “One might think this place is a vacationer's dream, and you see it happen all the time. Happy tourists stopping by, telling you about their sweet, getaway cabins and going on and on, just like us, and you always wanna say something, but you can’t. You think they’ll think you’re crazy, don’t you? But.. you know something’s wrong. You’ve known it since you started working here, but you never admitted it.” Sapnap’s eyes softened for a moment as if he were reflecting his words on an experience of his own.

Alex frowned and turned his back to the Texan. “I’m sorry about your friend, but I don’t know anything.” He spat as he started to leave.

“Alex, please,” Karl cried, grabbing the clerk’s arm. “George is our best friend, he means everything to us, and his fate could be resting on whatever information you can give!” Alex turned to stare at Karl. “Please,” the man pleaded. “Anything.”

The warm hand left Alex’s arm and the clerk sighed. He glanced around a few times before leaning closer to the men. “My grandma told me to never, ever go into the woods alone, especially at night,” he murmured. "As a matter of fact, it was the last thing she told me." Sapnap and Karl glanced at each other.

“And it’s not like I ever wanted to,” he said slowly, his words shaky. “I always felt watched when I went out there.”

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It took every ounce of willpower he had to keep himself from gagging. George turned his head and waved the giant’s hand away. “N-no, thank you,” he managed to say without lurching.

The monster, who’d been trying to offer George a bloody lump of raw flesh from god only knows what pushed the raw meat closer to the human. Using its other hand, it pointed to where its mouth was, trying to explain to George that, This is for you to eat.

George shook his head and finally gagged aloud, getting up from where he sat on the grassy ground to lean over a log, his face green with sickness.

It’s now officially been over a day since the monster - who George prefers to call, 'the giant' now, had kidnapped George from his cabin and taken him throughout the woods of this cabin resort he’d unenthusiastically agreed to go to with his two friends, Sapnap and Karl. For their first hours together, George was dead-set that this giant creature had malicious intentions for him, whether that be eating him alive, torturing him, or doing sadistic experiments. But after it had convinced the human to get chocolate and acted very appreciative and domestic towards him after he did, George wasn’t so sure his initial assumptions were correct.

He coughed a few times as he cleared his throat and tried to clear his mind of the thought of that meat. Behind him, the giant watched with interest and confusion as it took the hunk of bleeding flesh away from George and tossed it into the dark cavern of its own maw. A cold finger brushed up against George’s back, doing its best to rub up and down gently, soothingly. It would’ve felt nice if the giant had any body warmth at all.

The more time George spent with this creature, the more curious it was. Though it had a humanoid body, it lacked key details that, as result, made it very inhuman, like a normal mouth or a normal shade of skin. The tar-black color of its body reminded George of the blackness of looking down at a deep well during the night. It was spooky, yes, but very interesting. Things like these set it very clearly apart from people, but it had so many human-like qualities, that discrediting it as a homosapien all together felt wrong. Besides obvious physical similarities, it also displayed human-like intelligence as well as some sort of emotional intelligence. It had to understand emotion to some extent; if it didn’t, it wouldn’t be mocking a back-rub to George right now to calm him down.

George shrugged the finger away, rubbing his hands up and down his forearms to prevent himself from trembling; partly due to the cold and partly due to the intimidation of something of that size being anywhere near you, let alone touching you. Sure, it’s been over 24 hours now spent with the giant, but most of the time had been asleep and or shitting himself in fear. If he had to guess it’s only been an hour or so since he went to the shop. Just because it was showing George domesticity, didn’t mean he was in favor of showing it back. Quite the contrary. He wanted to go home.

He missed his friends.

The giant, who appeared to have grown bored of sitting around and staring at George, suddenly moved to grab the human and lift him, standing a bit too fast for George’s liking as the human hurried to grab onto its thumb for support. Yet again it was walking with purpose in a random direction, and yet again George was forced to tag along for the ride. Although this time George didn’t want to sit in silence.

He knew it couldn’t understand him, but he needed to hear someone’s voice right now, even if it was just his own.

“I hope you’re going somewhere that has food,” George said aloud, crossing his arms over his stomach. “I don’t know how long you can go without eating but I can’t last that long.” He heard a guttural grumble answer him from within the chest behind him. George sighed, “Maybe I should’ve smuggled one of those chocolate bars for myself,” he said airily, longingly. George sat up straighter. “You probably would’ve smelled it out, though. Wouldn’t you’ve?” He asked, glancing up where its head loomed just a few feet from where he sat. It didn’t answer this time. It was just enjoying listening to its human speak gibberish, George figured. “Where are we going, anyway?”

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“When I was younger, I decided to come live with my grandma and work in her shop; this shop.”

Sapnap focused his sharp gaze on Alex, who was zoned out as he began his account of this place. Though he couldn’t see him, he could also tell that Karl was listening closely as well. (He definitely had that cute, scrunchy face he always made when he focused, Sapnap thought in the back of his mind.)

“I was about 17 when I made that decision,” Alex explained. “Well, the truth is I wanted to come here because I knew grandma couldn’t work much longer, and I wanted to make some easy money. This actually pays pretty well. You know, in one month I make-“ Sapnap cut him off, “Focus.” Alex gave him an apologetic look before continuing,

“Well.. it was after she died, and I inherited the business, that I started noticing weird things. Like, paranormal weirdness.” He rubbed his hands together as he thought for a moment. “But not the kind of paranormal like ghosts.. paranormal like… massive shadows appearing and disappearing faster than you can blink, a loud bird-filled forest becoming suddenly quiet, and.. people.. people going into those woods and never coming out."

Sapnap’s eyes widened. “People? As in… more than one?? Why haven’t we heard anything about other people!?” Alex frowned. “The cops used to try and investigate these cases. But after case after case… person after person, and nothing showing up? They gave up and dusted any new disturbance under the rug. The town has decided that these 'missing persons' are just people doing criminal shit in the woods and then 'disappearing.' The story's different depending on who you ask. The cops tell you that it's a human trafficking ring, while the politicians swear there's a drug empire somewhere out there, all while everyone in town thinks that people go out there to kill themselves in the abandoned lake. There haven't been enough people to come back out of the woods to confirm any of this, so every word is just lost in the whirlwind of conspiracies. The only reason your friend is getting any attention at all is because of the property damage.”

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...

This place was untouched by man. Even though he was stories up in the air, George could tell that there wasn't even a single plastic wrapper to be found. It was lovely, of course, but... in a way... kind of offsetting. Litter was bad, obviously, but seeing litter was a telltale sign that humans had been present there at some point in time. So, seeing none now confirmed to George that he truly was alone out here. No one else would see him in the palm of this creature, and no one could call for help.

"You, uh, you keep it nice and clean around these parts, hm?" He said out loud. Of course, the giant didn't answer, but that didn't surprise him. Honestly, he'd be more surprised if it did answer. , 'Why yes, I do keep it quite clean around here, thanks for noticing!' George couldn't stifle an amused snicker at the thought of a British giant. How amazing would having tea with a giant with a British accent be?

A clicking sound from behind him took him away from his thoughts. "Yes?" George said in response. The giant looked down at him, its green gaze shimmered at him with excitement as it pointed ahead of them. George followed its pointed finger and gasped. They were standing right before a huge lake. It had to be the most beautiful body of water George had ever seen, shimmering water so clean you could almost see to the bottom. Fish splashed on the surface, and just a little ways away he could see some deer stopping by for a drink. Disney WISHES they could capture such beauty. This scene was the epitome of nature, no doubt.

"Oh my..." He gasped, fighting to find words to fit how he felt. He looked back up at the giant. It was looking down at George with a gleam in its gaze. It looked proud to show George this place. 'Look, look at what I have that no human has! Are you impressed?' And George would've said, "Yes! I'm impressed. This is amazing!"

"You're telling me that no one else is here? Why isn't the resort capitalizing on this?! It's amazing! I'm not even an outside guy and I would pay to come out here! You can't tell me that nobody else knows about this place!" George beamed, antsy to get down so he could see it up close.  But instead of letting him down, the giant held onto George's tiny body as it walked forward, stepping into the water.

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“You said that some people come out..” Karl’s voice made an appearance suddenly. "... so there are people who come out alive?”

“Yes,” Alex mumbled. “Well, no… I mean- My grandma. She’s- She was the only one." Sapnap cocked a brow. "You're telling me that your grandma - and I don't mean to be rude, but - your elderly grandmother went into those woods, encountered the…” He glanced at Karl in brief hesitation. “...whatever’s out there... and came back alive to tell the story, while no one else has gone in and made it out?" The Texan questioned. “I’m sorry but it sounds made up.” There was an odd tone of hopefulness in Sapnap’s words. A hope that, maybe, the giant wasn’t real. That the lady really was just crazy, and he hadn’t really seen green eyes watching from the trees their first day there.

The clerk bit his nails as his frown deepened in response to Sapnap's words. That sentence resonated with the clerk on a deeper level than the two boys currently understood.

Alex sighed, deep and long. "That's exactly what I told her up to the day she died," he said dryly. "Me and my entire family. It.." his voice ached with hurt, "it was like a family bonding activity to ridicule and make fun of her. Like belittling this little old lady made us superior. It always hurt her feelings, and we knew it."

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George grasped onto the giant's fingers as they went deeper and deeper into the lake. The lake only reached the giant's waist, but that didn't seem to upset it at all as it bent down until its shoulders were submerged as well. It let go of George and let him gently float in the water. It kept its eyes fixed on the tiny human as he swam around, enjoying the warm water.

Geroge laughed as he held his breath and went under the water. All around them were fish swimming, surely confused about why there was suddenly a ginormous black mass in the center of their home. The gentle rays of sunshine illuminated the space nicely and presented a gorgeous scene for the human to behold.

He resurfaced seconds later and gasped for air. George was never the best at holding his breath. Last he checked he could hold it for about 25 seconds before he started struggling.

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Karl raised his hand for a moment but put it back down. Seemingly deciding against his initial thought, which Sapnap assumed was to comfort Alex. "Hey," he said softly. "You don't have to go into so much detail if it's too much... we just need to know what's out there, and how she made it back out alive." Alex furrowed his brows and tightened his lips into a thin line. Then, the clerk shook his head slowly. "Karl. I-I…I… I swore I would never talk about it again.” He sharply inhaled a breath of air. “I'm sorry... you guys are cool and I wanna help but..." Alex clasped his hands together and blinked a few times like he was composing himself.

"I... want to help you, tell you what I know, but if those pigs down at the station heard that I was talking about 'it' again, they'd take the shop away from me. They already threatened me earlier." The clerk turned away sharply, his posture suddenly tense. "That's all I have left."

He began to walk away.

But he didn't get far.

Alex gasped in surprise as he was suddenly whipped around and facing Sapnap. He didn't have much time to look at his face before he was hit on the side of the head and staggering to the side, disoriented. Before Alex could stabilize himself, the boy grabbed the clerk by the collar of his shirt and lifted him with adrenaline-driven strength. "Now listen here you pussy," he hissed with venom. "Stop thinking about your own damn self and think about someone else for once!" He shook him a few times, Alex's head lolling back and forth violently. "George is my best fucking friend! He’s all WE have. And whatever you know about your grandma surviving could literally determine if he comes out alive or dead. You've sat by and watched all these other people, just like us, come into the resort and NEVER come back home because you were only concerned for YOURSELF! This is your chance to do the right thing for ONCE and save a goddamn life! What would your grandma say if she knew you were too scared to do anything to help these poor people?!?! What is WRONG WITH YOU??"

"SAPNAP quit that," Karl hissed, pulling his friend backward and away from the clerk, causing Sapnap to let go of his shirt. Once released, Alex fell to the floor with a dull thud, he was whimpering and sniffling, snot and tears running down his face. "Ridiculing him isn't going to help us, you idiot!" Karl snapped.

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He looked up at the giant. It was just sitting there watching him carefully, content with just observing George's behavior. The human smirked at the giant, gaining a newfound feeling of confidence. "Well, c'mon! Are you just gonna sit there?" It blinked at him. Blank. Unreadable. George laughed as he used his entire arm to splash its chin. It leaned back, surprised by the action. George smiled endearingly at it. It could be so cute when it wasn't a potential threat to your life.

The giant lifted its arm and used it to gently stir the water a bit, making a mini water tornado. George yelped as he was pulled with it, though he quickly composed himself and started laughing. This seemed to spur the giant on, giving it confidence. It cooed at him as it stirred faster, clicking in a manner that reminded him of laughter. George tried to swim against the pull of the water, but as the giant's enthusiasm increased so did the speed of the water. George's laughter turned awkward, and a bit nervous as he was swept with the spinning waves against his will. 

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Alex sniffed and shuddered as he got back onto his feet. He was cowering away from the two now, his face an entourage of emotions, most of which seemed to be old and resurfacing from the protective shadow of his mind. Delirium, guilt, shame, fear. If the man had lost any more stability in the moment, there was no doubt in Sapnap's mind that he would've been screaming right now.

"If I w-would tell you, if I-I warn you about the demon in the woods, about the-the missing bodies, the screams I sometimes hear at night, would you believe me?! Would you REALLY have believed me earlier??" His voice shuddered and cracked with a growing weakness. "I've tried so many times," Alex whispered, "I've tried to warn people, I've tried to explain, to get SOMEBODY to believe me!!" He wiped the snot off of his face. "Eventually I just stopped trying. The cops told me I was inflicting terror onto, and harassing my customers." He bit his bottom lip so hard Sapnap was surprised no blood trickled down his chin. "Sometimes people come and leave without a problem.. so I just started to have wishful thinking. Maybe it's all my fault.. for not being convincing enough. For not following my gut instinct and stopping George before he could run back out there..."

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The giant didn't seem to notice the human's change in behavior, though. It just made excited noises as it added its other arm into the mix, spinning George around like he was a pool toy. Nervousness turned to panic when George was caught in the waves with no way of escaping. He was losing strength and was becoming weaker and weaker as he was rag-dolled around in the water, unable to prevent himself from going under just to spin right back to the surface. "Wai- Wait," he cried, but his voice was muffled by the water. He could barely see it, but when he surfaced once again, he caught a glimpse of the wide, empty, sadistic glee in the giant's gaze as it toyed with the human, the being that had no power over it, that it could bend to its will and play with like he was nothing but a toy.

And then George went under.

The rays of sunlight illuminating the lake were gone.

And it was dark.

...

...

"Alex," Karl's voice was a nice calming interruption to Alex's stress and Sapnaps anger. Like a mourning dove sounding over a storm's wind. "We may not have believed you before, but we are here listening to you now and we do believe you. Maybe there is still hope. So please, just tell us what you know."

Alex choked out a whimper as his head fell, his hair falling over his eyes as he tried to calm himself. He sounded defeated.

"I don't know exactly what it is, but I do know that it's big. Really big. Big enough to cast down enormous shadows and tear apart two-story cabins. It has two arms and two legs. It's fast and deathly quiet. Though I’ve never seen them yet, my grandma always said... ‘You don't know it's there until you see its eyes,

And you don't see its green eyes unless it wants you to know that you've been found’."

Karl gasped and Sapnap grabbed his head in panic. Alex blinked in surprise at their unexpected reactions. “Wha-?”

“The old lady,” Karl explained frantically, “the one who you called at the resort. She told us that her wife was killed by a giant green-eyed monster. We believed her but-" “But to hear someone else say it,” Sapnap’s shaky voice interrupted. “To hear someone else say it just… makes it more real.”

For a heartbeat, they were all quiet. Each and everyone one of them was just beginning to truly feel, to truly realize the realness of all this. As if they'd been holding onto a logical blanket of comfort that told them, ‘Monsters aren’t real.’ Now their eyes were forcibly open. There were monsters.

Monsters are real.

Monsters are real, and it took George. It took tons of people like George. Stalked them, hunted them down, and took it for itself.

“Alex, you have to tell us how your grandma escaped.” Sapnap’s voice was as sudden as it was frantic. Once again his hands were clasped around the shirt collar of the store clerk as his pleading eyes stared into Alex’s very soul. “Please, please! Right now! We have to get going and find him before it’s too late!”

Alex clenched his teeth as he held onto Sapnap’s wrists. “The monster’s eyes!” The clerk trembled. “Its eyes are its biggest advantage and biggest weakness. It can’t catch you if it can’t see you. That night when she went in the back to put out the trash and saw them- she threw a can of cola at it and burned its eyes long enough to escape! It never messed with her again.”

The two boys nodded. “Ok,” Karl said. “We have to blind it. But- how and-and where are we even gonna find it, Sapnap??”

Sapnap didn’t answer as he grabbed Karl’s hand and ran back to the car, leaving Alex alone as he watched the two drive back towards their cabin.

Right back towards the heart of the woods.

...

...

A cold shock pulsed through his body, his heart jumped and he let out a half-gasp, half-scream as he jerked violently, his eyes wide open yet unfocused.

The last thing he remembered was being pulled into the dark abyss of water stirring around him violently, confident that it would be the last sensation he'd ever feel.

And yet... here he was. Breathing, albeit with some struggle.

George sat up and leaned over, coughing and choking as he spat out the water that filled his lungs, desperate to get a clear, uninterrupted breath.

After a few minutes of heaving, gagging, and sputtering the Brit was finally able to get a grip on himself and his surroundings. But he couldn’t say he was pleased with the first thing he saw once he looked around.

The giant - the monster - was there, sitting a few yards away from the boy. Its hand was closer to George than its body was, which indicated to him that it had definitely been the source of the cold shock that woke him up. It looked conflicted- surprised. Like it hadn’t expected George to start back to life. Iits haunting green gaze domineering over all other aspects of it, seizing George’s attention. In a way, it almost looked relieved.

But George didn’t care what the giant felt right now, it just tried to kill him. 

His heart raced and his hands began to tremble as he found that he was once again struggling to breathe. He forced his eyes to peel away from the glowing green orbs and to his surroundings. He needed to run. He needed to get away. This… thing… was unstable. It had tricked him into trusting it, and what a fool he had been to feel comfortable around the monster that terrorized him for an entire night- no- that terrorized him since he got here. This thing had been hunting him since he got here! It made him lose his mind, lose his sanity, and make him think he was going insane.

They were back in the monster’s burrow. It looked like he was deeper inside now. He whipped his head around, studying the walls, moss, bramble, and all the different things that were growing inside. Wait, he wasn’t deeper inside. The burrow didn’t go any deeper. His breath came in short gasps as he tried to figure out why he felt different. Why were the surroundings off? 

The giant made a move and George screamed, scrambling backward and looking for anything to hold onto for purchase. The giant froze as George moved away from it. It was making sounds reminiscent of the comforting rumbling it had been making hours ago when it saved him from the bobcat, but the Brit could barely hear it over the sound of his heart racing, causing blood to pump through his veins powerfully. 

He didn’t stop trying to move away until he felt his hand come down on something hollow, breaking it and causing George to fall on his back. He winced in pain as his neck hit something hard and sharp, making his head spin. George was still holding onto the thing his hand had broken as he forced himself to sit upright, his vision spinning and out of focus. He lifted his hand to shake the thing off, but as he looked down, the only thing he could do was scream.

His hand had broken through a worn-down human skull. And as he turned to look around at where he was sitting, he realized that he had fallen right onto a spine. 

His head was spinning, his eyes were unfocused, and his heart threatened to send him into cardiac arrest. He frantically looked around. There were more. Skulls, spines, arms, legs, piles piles PILES. He was sitting in piles of human remains. Dead bodies. People who went into these woods and NEVER came back out. People who saw the monster, and never lived to tell the tale. Dead. Gone. Thrown into a hole and forgotten about forever. Killed. MURDERED.

Cold fingers wrapped around his arms as he violently thrashed, kicking, screaming, biting. He was acting like a feral animal. He was hysterical. George didn’t know what he was doing anymore. It was inaccurate to say that George was even conscious at the moment.

This was nothing but primal human terror fighting to stay alive.

He saw another black hand reach under him and wipe dirt over the exposed graveyard of discarded bodies, covering it up. The hand seemed to shake as well. It had been caught, of course, it was nervous. 

Before the monster had a chance to lift him up any higher George managed to reach a hand onto the ground and grab a fistful of dirt. As he was lifted towards its face, he hurled the dry dirt at its eyes with as much power as he could conjure. 

The monster wailed as the earth hit its exposed pupils. It wailed so loud, so high pitched, George could feel warm blood trickling out of his ears. The pain distracted the monster long enough for George to struggle his way out of its iron fist, fall to the ground, and sprint around, out of the exit.

He didn’t know where he was going. But he knew that his best bet would be the opposite way that he tried before. It had to work. He HAD to find his way back to his friends. He’d run all the way to Florida if he had to. 

He’d do anything just to hear Sapnap’s laugh.

His footsteps pounded on the forest floor, sticks and grass, and leaves were thrown behind him as his powerful steps dug up the ground. The wind felt like thousands of needles pinching his face as he ran through it, his lungs were ice cold with the freezing air. 

He’d do anything just to feel one more hug from Karl.

George cried. He cried for warmth, he cried for rest, he cried for safety, he cried for his friends. He wanted to go home. He wanted this hellish nightmare to be over.

And suddenly the ground was gone. And in its place was concrete. 

George gasped as he fell over trying to abruptly stop. His face hit the hard surface, and he heard a deep crack from his nose, but he didn’t care. He couldn’t even register the pain. A road. A road! The road to the cabin! To Sapnap and Karl! He laughed as he threw himself to his feet and stomped on the concrete with glee. His path home!

Or maybe home would come to him.

…

…

Sapnap drove the car as fast as it could go. It could barely make the sharp turns of the backroad at this speed, but they had to get to the cabin. They had to start somewhere. “Sapnap! Please- please just go a little bit slower!” Karl’s terrified voice shook with fear in the passenger seat as he clutched onto Sapnap’s shoulder. “We’re so close…” Sapnap would mumble back. His eyes were glued to the road before them, his thoughts however were miles away. Back in Florida where nothing was wrong. He should’ve just let George play his stupid games. He should’ve just joined him. He should’ve just-

“SAPNAP STOOOPPP! LOOK OUT!”

Karl’s scream snapped Sapnap back into reality as he realized he was racing right towards somebody walking in the road. “Fuck- Wait!” 

…

…

George heard the roaring of an engine coming up from the road. His heart leaped as he turned to wait for it to come. But as he stood with his hands in the air, screaming for attention, he realized that the car was hurtling down the narrow road. He could hear the tires squeaking, the engine roaring with passion. The sounds make him feel scared all at once. Why would someone be driving so fast back here? Unless they saw something…

The Brit became ultra aware of the silence deafening his ringing ears.

His knees felt weak all at once, and he had to strain to keep himself standing. He looked around, his eyes desperately scanning the edge of the trees for that horrible green color, that all too eerie black shadowy form. That’s when the car came speeding down the road right toward him.

All his life he’d never understood why deers would stand so still while a car came right at them. He always assumed it was because they were animals, and animals were dumb.

But this week he’d realized that to that monster, he was an animal. An animal to be hunted. To be found as a prize. And at this moment, he and a deer weren’t really that different. Were they?

…

…

Deafening ringing filled his ears as Sapnap tried his best to steer the car out of the way, tried to avoid the man in the road, but wasn’t fast enough and still hit half of him. The car came to a screeching halt, all too late, and the men inside were left sitting in a fog of shock.

Red crimson painted the hood.

The body lay limp right on the edge of the road.

The car had stopped right next to a cliff, just feet away from rolling off.

Karl was the first to react. He gasped as if he was holding his breath like he had been drowning in the thick tension of the situation. It was the blonde who was strong enough to get himself out of the car, to walk down the road and toward the body. But it was Sapnap who, after following in pursuit at the sound of Karl’s horrified scream, was strong enough to say the word, “George-”

Karl’s wails became background noise to Sapnap. The Texan didn’t even realize that the blonde had fallen to his hands and knees and crawled over to George’s body and splayed himself over his friend. Hugging him and wailing out for help. The only thing Sapnap could focus on was the horrified look on his friend’s face. Like it was a picture printed right onto George’s face. It didn’t look real. He looked like a wax statue. His fingers ran through his hair as he watched red pour onto the green-turning-yellow grass of mid-autumn. He stared until he couldn’t take it anymore, turning around to look at the murder weapon - the car - with tears spilling from his eyes. It was barely damaged. The only thing wrong was that the trunk had popped open, and the shotgun he had packed had fallen onto the road. It was laying right in a pool of blood. The man trembled, losing balance suddenly as his own sobs threatened to escape his throat. 

What. Had. He. Done.

Karl’s screams suddenly got earsplitting louder. So much louder, that it got Sapnap to turn around. His heart stopped beating as he looked up. Up. Up. Up. Up at those green, hollow, evil eyes that glared with a rage readable by any living thing at them. The shadowy body that the eyes belonged to lurched forwards at paranormal speed with inhumane movements. It came out from the trees’ edge and right towards Karl. The blonde wailed with fright as he moved away slightly, but not far enough. The monster put a giant hand over George’s body, blocking him off from the boys’ sight as it used another to hit Karl away.

If it were the size of a human, the slap would’ve been only just strong enough to send a small object a few inches away, but this monster had the strength of a hundred men, and what a flick of a wrist was to it was powerful enough to send Karl right into a trunk of a tree. A snap echoed until it reached Sapnap’s ears, making the boy cringe. A trembling wail escaped his throat as he watched Karl hit the trunk with awful force. It didn’t appear to kill the blonde, thankfully. But Karl definitely wasn’t getting up any time soon. Sapnap’s gaze traveled from Karl to the monster, who was hunched up into a tight ball and curling its fingers around George’s form. There was water spilling from the thing’s cheeks (tears?) that fell and landed on the ground around the unmoving human, staining the road. 

There were a few long, drawn-out moments that passed where he just watched the thing coo and grumble at his friend, almost like it was trying to get a response out of him, to the monster finally noticing Sapnap watching it.

The boy breathed out a gasp as he tried to back away, trying to find his footing, but he wasn’t fast enough. The green-eyed monster got to its feet and pounced on him first. It stood over him for not even a moment before he felt the force of its foot kicking him towards where that cliff was by their car. He groaned in agonizing pain as the giant force flung his body like a dog toy. He landed awkwardly on his back, his head hanging over the edge of the cliff. At this angle, he could see how far down the fall was. It looked like a fall straight to the gate of hell. Maybe it was a foreshadow for him. His last sight on Earth would be his first sight in his afterlife. Ironic.

Sapnap didn’t have enough time to laugh cruelly at himself before a horrible force was placed on top of him. He yelled in pain as the giant dug its foot into his body, but not so much as to crush him at once. It did it slowly. It added pressure every second. The pressure changed, but its haunting gaze never did. It stared down at Sapnap with a quiet rage. Pure evil. He couldn’t breathe anymore. He could feel his life draining.. draining… draining.

He fucked everything up. He killed his best friends. Maybe he was the real monster.

“You…”

A weak voice made the pressure killing Sapnap stop. He was whimpering, his voice straining as he tried to call for help. Suddenly the monster moved away altogether. Sapnap choked in a breath, coughing hysterically as he sat up frantically looking around. It wasn’t until he followed the giant’s startled gaze that he saw what had been the source of the voice.

…

…

He felt no fear. For once in this whole experience, George felt fearless. Awaking to the sounds of his friends crying in pain because of that fucking monster triggered something deep within him. His legs had to be broken. Maybe even his arm. He was losing blood by the second, and there was no way he could be standing right now by every law of nature, no way he could’ve crawled over to the wrecked car. But here he was, standing upright, staring right at the monster as the monster started right at the eye of the shotgun he was aiming at its face.

Its green eyes sparkled when they saw him. Gleeful that he was alive. They made eye contact only for a moment before it realized what George was holding. It didn’t have enough time to react, to move, to do anything at all.

Fuck this monster.

“Go to hell.”

One shot rang and not even a moment later the monster was wailing as it clutched a cold, dark hand over its bleeding eyeball. It screamed and cried with sounds George had never heard it make before. It staggered with imbalance as it fought for purchase on something it could grab- but there was nothing around for it to take as it tripped and descended right off of the cliff's edge.

Relief washed over him as he finally succumbed to his injuries and fell to the ground. Not even a moment later did he feel hands supporting him, lifting him up. “George! George! Oh my god! Holy- I- George you’re alive!” It was muffled by his ears, but he knew it was Sapnap. After a minute he could feel another pair of arms wrap around him. Somehow Karl had managed to drag himself over to the two, as they all embraced with relief and joy. 

George frowned as he held onto his friends tighter. He didn’t want to, but he thought about the monster. Why did it take him? Why did it treat him so nicely, only to try and drown him? George let tears wash over his red cheeks as he sobbed. Maybe it didn’t mean to drown him. It was trying to play- trying to make George happy. It wanted to make the old lady and her wife happy. It left gifts, it played pranks. But it got too enthusiastic and killed her. The monster was shunned and was left to be alone again.

George looked at Sapnap and Karl as they lay on the side of the road, not speaking quite yet but just taking in each other’s presence. He loved being around them, loved it more than even talking to them.

And he realized that that’s what it wanted. It wanted a presence to be around. Company. A nice warm body to hug when you felt lonely, someone to go to when you need something. Someone to have fun with. 

But it wasn’t human. It was too big. It never realized its own strength. Never meant to have casualties. In a sense it was careless. It was greedy. Going back for more people despite knowing it couldn’t contain itself.

But George couldn’t help from feeling sympathetic. Because all that time away from his friends made him realize how much he missed them.

All it wanted was a friend.

Can you pleasee draw Giant!Dream but he's a child playing with Human George and Sapnap(all of them are kids)

Can they be in the forest aswell :0

(Ik ur probably busy so it's ok if u didn't)

Ah finally answering some of my inbox messages *phew

So here it is ~ a drawing during my flight back to my hometown. But I only remember the request of drawing three of them😂 I forgot about the forest lol ( sorry

Golden Hour

Promt: character A is a borrower who got some tech/phone and talks to character B. B is the human they live with. A becomes friends with the human of the house by talking online. A loves their friends but can’t ever let themselves be caught or seen by B. Till they get hurt and have to ask B for help.

You can choose the characters :3

Ma! I love this prompt!!! I might have to send you one of mine now because I love your work! ^-^ When I was planning this out, funny thing, I was listening to "The Secret World of Arrietty" soundtrack. That movie kinda sparked my interest in g/t stuff, so it felt nice to write this! I hope this was just what you wanted!

Warnings: mentions of death, blood, mentions of fatal vore, cuss words. Don't like, I suggest you don't read ^-^

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Online Friends, Real Life Rescues

Sapnap was sitting at his desk, playing a game and laughing as his friend made a joke. Sapnap was a borrower, a tiny human living in the walls of a giant's house. However, it wasn't any giant's house. The giant he was living with was a friend of his...Well, more of an online friend than in person.

There's a code all borrowers followed, and Sapnap was one of the mere hundreds of borrowers who knew this code: Never, ever talk to or be seen by a giant. He didn't know what was so wrong with being seen by a human, but eventually, he learned hands-on what happens to borrowers when they interact with humans.

About a month ago, Sapnap was hanging out with some borrowers about two houses next to him. The borrowers he hung out with were always playing dangerous and being risky any chance they could. As much as Sapnap loved to be a bit reckless too, he would also be concerned about the number of times his friends were almost seen by the giants. And one day, what he feared finally happened.

3 weeks ago, Sapnap was invited over to his friend's his for a game of sorts. Sapnap didn't know what the game was gonna be about, but he was more than happy to join his friends. When he got to the house, he searched for his friend, but to his surprise, he couldn't find them. Maybe the game was hide and seek? Sapnap highly doubted it, and there was no way he could search the entire house in one night.

As Sapnap walked past one of the holes that overlooked the kitchen, he frooze. He went back to the hole and saw one of the humans sitting at the table, and in their hands were his friends. He at first was curious. Maybe the human wasn't gonna harm them? But he was instantly proven wrong as the giant shoved his friends into their mouth, swallowing them quickly without remorse. Sapnap choked out a horrified gasp and stumbled backward. He couldn't believe what he just saw!

Sapnap wasted no time and ran home, being quick to tell his parents of what he just witnessed. He finally understood why giants were dangerous...They could easily kill borrowers whenever they pleased. He couldn't control it, or prevent it, he was absolutely helpless.

The next few weeks, Sapnap spent most of his time building up a computer for himself using an old phone he found, as well as some wires hidden in the walls. He also studied the giant he was living with. From what he could tell, they very much disliked showing their face. They also seemed to be a big gamer, and this sparked curiosity inside the borrower.

Sapnap slowly began to trust the human, seeing as they one, hadn't noticed him yet. And two, were nice to the people beyond the screen.

Sapnap had finally built up his computer and began to discover the online world, the more he searched, the more he was fascinated. Soon, he had found the channel. The channel owned by the human he was living with. They went by the name Dream...Sapnap liked that name. It made a smile come to his face whenever he said the giant's name, and he didn't know why. He reached out to the human online and asked to Minecraft challenge with him, and to his surprise, the giant happily excepted his offer.

And here he was, playing with an online friend that was a giant and who was extremely nice to him. Maybe he was wrong about all giants being monsters. Maybe there were some gentle giants in the bunch.

"Hey, Sapnap, you there?" Dream's voice echoed in Sapnap's ears, snapping his focus back to the game and call he was currently in. He must've been spacing out again...

"Y-yeah! Sorry man, I was just thinking about something and I guessed I spaced out." Sapnap chuckled, causing Dream to wheeze like a tea kettle over a burner.

For the next few hours, the two played their game. Shouting, laughing, and cheering as they played. Eventually, nighttime fell upon the boys and Sapnap had grown tired.

"Hey man, I'm extremely tired. Should we can it a night?" Sapnap asked, soon hearing Dream chuckle.

"Yeah, I'm tired too, let's call it a night."

The two said their goodnights and closed out of the call for the night. The borrower leaned into his chair, a smile planted on his face as he stretched his arms out and yawned.

Sapnap pulled himself out of his chair and made his way to his room, which he had set up right near his friend's bedroom. He looked through the small hole he made that overlooked the Blonde's room and noticed Dream chuckling as he sat on his bed.

Sapnap shared his own chuckles as Dream began to wheeze like a tea kettle again. He turned and climbed into bed, still smiling as he laid his head down and closed his eyes.

The next morning came, and Sapnap awoke to the sound of Dream talking and tapping from a keyboard.

He lifted himself up from his bed and yawned before turning his focus to the hole. He stumbled out of bed and saw his good friend, Dream, was up and already active on his games.

Sapnap walked away from the hole, slipped on his backpack, and decided to go grab some food from the kitchen. He was starving after all, and with Dream busy, he wouldn't be seen.

Upon passing through the hole that lead into the kitchen, he took a moment to look around the huge, intimidating room that stood before him. He had only done this twice, yet each time he was nervous and shaking right down to the bone.

As the borrower began to look for some food, his body froze when he heard a low, loud growl from behind him.

To terrified to turn around, he instead sprinted back to the hole in which he entered from, but his pathway of escape was cut off with a large paw slamming down right in front of him. Sapnap skidded to a halt and slipped backwards, his back hitting the hard, tile counter.

He opened his eyes to be met with a large cat staring down at him, almost as if it was sizing him up to be eaten. Sapnap screamed for his life, quickly getting up to his feet and running behind some glass cups. The cat was quick to chase him, and in the process, it knocked one of the glasses off the counter while trying to grab the borrower.

Dream lifted his head hearing a glass shatter in the kitchen. He was confused, what knocked it over? Dream took his headphones off and left his bedroom.

Upon entering the kitchen, he was met with a shattered glass on the floor and his cat, Patches, trying to grab something.

"Patches! No! Bad cat! What are you doing?!" Dream snapped, causing the cat to quickly bail from its little hunt and book it out of the kitchen. Dream groaned, clearly annoyed at the mess the cat made. Before he could start picking up the shards, he heard sobbing...Quiet sobbing from behind the glasses his cat was just in front of...

Dream grew curious and slowly approached the glasses. As he slowly moved them away, his eyes widen at the sight he was seeing.

There, huddled close to the wall, sobbing uncontrollably...Was a borrower. Dream gasped seeing them. He had heard about borrowers, or tiny humans that live in the homes of people, but never had he imagined he'd actually see on before!

Sapnap had been scratched by the cat, and it was badddd. A large cut trailed up his leg starting near his foot. He began to cry, because boy did it fucking hurt. He didn't want to move, he was too afraid to as the cat tried to grab him. Suddenly, a loud voice echoed in the kitchen, and the cat scrambled away in a hurry. He kept his eyes shut however, for he was to afraid as to what was going on.

Soon, the sound of glass being moved away made Sapnap huddle close to the wall, his eyes glued shut, not daring to open them.

Dream reached his hand toward the borrower before pausing. They were hurt. Dammit, Patches had gotten them already.

"Hey." Dream said softly, the borrower flinched a little at the sudden voice.

"Hey, it's ok, I'm here to help." Dream spoke, his words soft as silk.

The borrower slowly opened their eyes and look toward Dream before gasping and backing up. They didn't get very far, as they instantly yelped in pain and fell.

"Woah! E-Easy there, I just want to help." Dream explain, trying to hold back asking questions.

Sapnap had fliched at the sudden loud voice above him, and he couldn't help but slowly open his eyes. He instantly regret it as he looked up, only to be met with a giant staring down at him. He yelped out of fear and panic while trying to pull himself away, but it was proven futile as he cried out in pain and fell down, his leg throbbing in pain.

"Please don't kill me!" Sapnap begged, keeping his hands in front of his face. When nothing happened, he pulled his hands away and looked to the giant, who had a look of worry and concern all over them.

"K-Kill you? I would never!" Dream spat out before composing himself.

"I just want to help you is all."

Sapnap didn't know if he wanted to trust this giant. A part of him was screaming to run away, just run and stay safe...But the other half of him was telling him something different. This was his friend, someone who had been so nice and caring to him in the online world...Now was his friend's chance to prove he was that same way in the real world.

"You promise you won't hurt me?" Sapnap asked, receiving a nod from the giant as an answer.

Dream gently scooped the borrower up into his hands and made his way back to his room. Though...He found it funny. This borrower almost sounded like his online friend.

End of Part 1

(hehehehe, I'm evil)

Can we please get a tiny mushroom George drabble?(maybe with human dream? Who knows-)

-☣️

“Georgeee come out,” Dream groaned.

His face was pressed up to a small clump of mushrooms. The small fungi quivered signaling that his little friend was still hiding among them even though he couldn’t see him.

“I’m not here go away,” a voice snapped back.

Dream pulled back with a scoff and carefully stuck his hand into the clump. Soft yellow spores coated his fingers as he searched around until he felt something warm bump into him.

Quickly he grabbed at the warmth. His fingers wrapped around a small struggling body before he yanked his small friend out from his hiding spot.

“Dream put me down,” George groaned as he pushed at Dream’s fingers.

The human gave the tiny a lopsided grin and shook his head vigorously. The mushrooms around him spit out more spores in response to their owner’s anger. The yellow powdery substance tingled on his skin.

“George you said we could hang out today,” Dream pouted.

The human stuck his lip out at the tiny and watched as a glare was thrown right back at him. The little mushroom hybrid just crossed his arms and turned away with a huff.

George scoffed, “So you’re just gonna kidnap me huh?”

Dream wheezed happily and squished the tiny’s face with his thumb.

“Yep,” he chirped back, popping the ‘p’ to make the tiny even more annoyed.

George stuck his tongue out at the human and kicked his legs up at the fingers around him. Tiny blue mushrooms had started to sprout out of his hair in playful anger.

“I hate you,” he huffed.

Dream gasped in fake anguish, his hand flew to his head.

“George,” he pouted as he pressed the tiny against his chest, “You don’t hate me.”

A tiny shout came from his shirt as Dream smothered the tiny. He let his friend struggle under his hold for a few seconds before pulling him away.

“I do,” George grinned slyly, “And you smell, you should probably fix that.”

Dream chuckled and gently released George onto his lap with an apologetic smile. The small boy shook vigorously until a small puff of spores escaped his head. Hesitantly he stepped closer to Dream’s hand and when the human didn’t move to grab him, he stepped on.

Dream hummed at the feeling of his friend’s weight on his hand, and much more gently wrapped his fingers around him.

“What do you wanna do today,” Dream hummed with one finger carefully petting at his friend’s back.

George tilted his head and shrugged. The little mushrooms sprouting out of his hair waved from the movement.

“Take me to your house first,” George smiled, “Then we can do whatever.”

The human nodded and pushed his nose against the small figure in his hands. He had to resist a sneeze at the ticklish sensation of George hugging him, but he loved the feeling.

Slowly, a soft hand pressed against the bridge of his nose and Dream watched in awe as the tiny blue mushrooms shifted into a happy pink. George leaned into the touch, causing Dream to hum against his small form.

“Come on, let’s get you home,” he whispered.