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Being loomed over. Receiving little flirty comments from someone a hundred times your size. Your difference in size and power is nearly indescribable - you can barely comprehend how large they must be even as you look at them. Their voice comes out as a low rumble, their body moving slower than normal due to the dilation of time caused by their size (or, perhaps, your size), and as their hand reaches down towards you impossibly slowly, you still cant escape it, in all of its vastness. A finger taller than you are poking you in the stomach and causing you to nearly topple over. The larger is on another plane of existence, in a way. But as they look down at you with such infatuation, regardless of your survival instinct telling you to run, your pounding heart, and your trembling form, you feel oddly safe. Its nice to be doted on a little. To be observed by eyes larger than your torso. To be treated gently by something that could crush you like a bug. To be loved by something beyond comprehension. Erm. Yeah.

The gift. 1/2

Today was Daisy’s coming of age ceremony. The most important day of her life. This was the moment she would have to pick her future husband to rule alongside her. As queen and king. Of course, every potential suitor had to bring a gift of great value, some would say only the most priceless gifts were good enough for her hand, she was a favorite among many, including the people.

Daisy, on the other hand, wasn't the biggest fan of all this attention. Not only were the gifts often something of over-extraordinary value, some even going so far as to give away one or more of their countries most priceless relics, which put a tremendous amount of pressure on her shoulders. But the princes, princesses, and noble were rather stuck up.

The ceremony came to an abrupt halt when the gates swung wide open. Large fortified towers came in with chains pulling something with them. The very sight of this being caused a mass panic amongst the crowd and had many fleeing the scene. Including the same nobles who claimed that they never would back down a fight and would stand by Daisy's.

Daisy found herself frozen in place, unable to get her legs to move she felt the warm sun get eclipsed by a looming shadow. She felt an unpleasant chill despite it being the middle of summer. She looked up to where her eyes met another's. A giant.

Who would bring something so dangerous here? Who in their right minds would bring such a threat to the kingdom? Was this a threat? A sign of war?

Eventually, a squire approached, taking a deep bow. "Your majesty, may I have a word with you?" They spoke with upmost respect. But they had a shiver in their voice.

"You... may." she answered carefully, unable to break eye contact with the giant. "You have some explaining to do, actually... what is this?" She spoke in almost a whisper once the squire got close enough.

"My apologies, your majesty, there's no ill will here. This is a proposal to you, or rather, it was... you see, our lord wanted to go above and beyond. He wanted to prove his might and devotion to you..." they whisper in return.

"Was..? What happened to your lord? Where is he?" Daisy began to feel sweat run down her skin, the squires' uneasy posture and shaky voice, along with the absence of his lord, was very unsettling.

"Deceased your majesty... his dying wish was to have the gift delivered to you." The squire briefly looked up at the giant before focusing on the princess. Her rosy cheeks had turned pale along with the rest of her face. She looked like she could pass out at any moment.

"I see... thank you." she turned to her guards. "Take him to our dungeon. And have the ceremony end." And just like that. It did. Daisy was beyond consoling. All this pressure and planning had been cut short, a lot of effort had gone into this big day, and all her maids and servants had worked tirelessly to make everything as grand as possible. That wasn't even considering all her guests who came all this way to see her and intended to stay for several days. Unfortunately, Daisy just couldn't bring herself the ceremony with such a big issue underneath her feet.

She made her way down to the darkest dungeons, where they'd usually have all kinds of unforgivable criminals and monsters, that's the only place this new gift of hers would both fit and cause the least amount of problems.

She still had a hard time believing that this thing was right under her castle. And yet here it sat before her, she remembered it's eyes, those tired eyes... there was no doubt that had seen some unspeakable acts of man and more. The fighting arena was a place for those who had no care for blood on their money, the princess had mistakenly once accepted an invite to the holiday place. It'd the very reason why they were banned from her small kingdom despite the huge amounts of money it received.

Wall Potato and Chaotic Axolotl

only gonna be on AO3 due to Tumblr AI scraping

Here

A story about giant aliens that have sharp fangs and claws and the whole black sclera thing going on, but look human past that. Land on Earth and everyone find out their culture involves tearing apart meat in a spectacle (because culture things). Also obligate carnivores, (but they solved that problem) Humans never view the bulk of the videos are on knitting, mini-gardening, cute games and other cozy activities. But they really honestly aren't going to hurt any humans and want to be friends. However humans think they are evil demons and attack them.

ANNOTHERR random gt thought (number 3)

personally im a sucker for giants who like got cursed and are js stuck like that now. Like specifically in like superstitious medieval societies where it's just like they stop being viewed as a person even though they essentially act the same. and THAT dehumanization is what changes them and makes them worse. Like they get all jaded and do the whole "I'll be the monster they want" thing but I ALSO like when a person who is so pure of heart, dumb of ass they keep bothering Super Scary Giant Monster Person but what happens is that person proves to the giant that not only they CAN LOVE despite everything, but they DESERVE LOVE because they ARE A PERSON.

its JUST SOO DELECTABLE TO ME I LOVE IT

PLS TELL ME IM NOT ALONE?

I haven't forgot my story. Trying to do an art for it, but life gets in the way.

I should start the other story I had planned. It doesn't require art.

Too many ‘normal’ people in g/t stories I think.

Give me a germaphobe human that loses their mind finding out a borrower has committed the ultimate sin (walked on their counter)

Give me deaf borrower who thinks their being quiet while borrowing, and the human just plays along, pretending they don’t hear all the noise they’re making

Give me autistic giant who holds a human captive simply so they have someone to infodump to

Give me human with visual and auditory hallucinations that just thinks the little guy they’ve seen running around their house is a hallucination

This isn’t even mostly about representation, I just think applying these to the g/t dynamic makes an even more interesting dynamic

Been sick and drained all last week and now I've got writers block. I don't know how to get from Chapter 3 to the next chapter I've written

Shance's notification sound

Evik probably spammed her a bunch after finding out so she had to "suffer" hearing "yip yip yip yip yip" for a good 5 minutes.

Then since he's a mod in her chat, made it a redeem.

Imagine an "infestation" of army men.

You go into the kitchen and they are everywhere!

Everytime I wake up in the middle of the night I am mildly disappointed that I didn't catch a borrower by surprise

I have no idea. I just put words down. I haven't got a writing license so maybe gonna be pulled over by the writing police.

I really really wanna start writing g/t stories but like HOW DO YOU DO THAT

Do I just... start writing? How do I know how to end a chapter? Do I need proofreaders? CAN ANYONE HELP ME PLS I NEED ADVICE

Chapter 4 of Wall Potato and Chaotic Axolotl is up at AO3

(Yeah still not posting here thanks to Tumblr wanting to scrape for AI.)

NOT Wholesome Relationships in GT

this is basically another entry in random GT thoughts: I always hear about how ppl would love to have a tiny/giant S/O in the, how their relationship would be filled with fluff and wholesome moments, and while I love the sentiment. oh my god does the power dynamics of a one sided relationship make a good story. Giant pressuring tiny to go out with them, not even having to threaten anything because 'holy he's 80 feet tall Imagine what he could do to me if I made him mad'

bonus points if Giant doesn't even realise they are scaring the tiny into a date, they just think that tiny is into them as well and is nervous abt it for normal reasons, only for halfway through the date when tiny hasn't disagreed or voiced their own opinion, 'I suggested tiny to get apple pie as a joke because they're allergic, but they actually got it, why are they acting different all the sudden now that we are alone?' and it all comes to a boil when tiny finally breaks down, breaking their facade and expecting for Giant to get mad at them over it all and giant is MAD but NOT for the reasons tiny thinks, Like they just realized the only reason their 'S/O' went out with them is because they were SCARED of them? like how heartbreaking would that be? And on the other side for tiny they have been trying their past weeks to tip-toe around Giant, only to be 'forced' on a date with someone they don't even feel SAFE around?!

Oh my god this scenario has been living in my head for the past week and i CANNOT get it out of my head. If somebody doesn't write this i WILL don't test me

Thinking about what clothes Evik would wear. He probably has some that look "normal" if he was human that his parents made and then some that look like a disaster the he made. Not that he's bad at making clothes he he just.. wants to get it done fast and thus everything is measured wrong, cut wrong and sewed half-assed.

Hey! Just want to say I'm gonna try get back to writing soon. I just got my first job and somehow that's motivating me to write? Kinda like what happened with the exams, once I have something else to focus on my brain decides to give motivation towards my interests which I haven't touched all summer. (It's either the job or the fact that I just binged Good Omens season 2 and the g/t scene got me thinking about writing again)

I'll try get the next part of 'Part of that World' out soon. In truth I have majority written out but there's a part in it I'm not so sure I like. Only issue is that part is like 1000 words long so I'm not sure I wanna completely take it out. Idk. I might start looking for a beta reader. We shall see!

For now though I just want to say a big thank you for all the support my stories have been getting. It makes me beyond happy to see people enjoying what I have to put out!

Found family g/t is literally the best I love this

Family 3/? (gt story)

First part:

Previous part:

!Warning!

fear, mention of death and potentially eating people, sadness, is rather fluffy I think..

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Mark stood stunned, staring at his husband and the tiny girl in his hand. James laughed slightly at that.

"I felt that way too, calm down babe" he said quietly looking at his husband. James gaze then returned to Lizzie, who was clinging tightly onto the stuffed elephant. It was obvious that Lizzie got scared again seeing Mark, her eyes filled with tears again, which softened the hearts of both men.

"Oh, calm down, sweetheart, it's just my husband, Mark. Don't be afraid, love" James whispered gently, stroking her hair. Lizzie didn't look any more calm. Now she avoided the eyes of both men. Earlier, when she was alone with James and the plushie, even for a short moment she did not feel like James was a murderous beast that humans are, but he felt like a really nice person. Almost like... a parent? No, she should never use that word. Certainly not talking about a human. Now, however, when Mark apperead, she was terrified again and didn't want and couldn't be around humans. Mark didn't seem half as nice as James, he was much taller and more powerfully built.

"W-Where are her parents?" Mark asked his beloved. James lost his sparkle in his eye. He thought Lizzie was some kind of revelation from heaven, their tiny little dream child, but the truth was that she might have parents who were looking for her right now. After all, it was impossible for a child of her age to live all alone. James didn't wish her parents anything bad, but he was silently asking the Universe that Lizzie would need him.

"I don't know..." James muttered under his breath.

"Lizzie, where are your parents?" James asked quietly, stroking the girl's back with one finger. It had calmed her before, but she didn't seem calmer now.

"Returned to the Creator or something.." Lizzie mumbled softly, remembering what Cain had told her. That their parents are already in a better place and they are happy there and they don't have to hide anymore. Lizzie had always wanted to visit them or live with them, but Cain said that there will come a time they will, but it will be in far away future.

The men's eyes widened. Something was wrong in their stomachs now. That poor little girl was... alone?

"Are you..Who's looking after you Lizzie? You're still a little too young to be all alone.." James whispered, frightened by the vision.

"I'm not too little! I'm already 8 years old! And I have a big brother!" Lizzie was indignant at being described as a little girl.

"Big brother?" Mark asked confused. Lizzie flinched. Mark's voice was deep and resonant and didn't remind her of anything nice. Her legs trembled at very the thought of being in front of humans, and here she had to face them and talk to them. James didn't even seem very human, he was kind and quiet, but the other one reminded her that she was in hellish danger right now. She needed her brother to be able to come back home.

"Y-yes, I have a big brother and he is scary and brave and he will save me!" exclaimed the girl with feigned confidence, wiping tears from her ocean blue eyes.

"Save you? From what exactly?" James asked, his voice breaking. He was afraid he already knew the answer.

"Well.. Humans. You know bestial monstrous humans?" Lizzie said in disbelief that these men didn't know what was going on. Mark and James felt as if their hearts had stopped beating for a moment. As if something had died in them. James felt tears building at the corners of his eyes. He felt very sorry for Lizzie and her brother and didn't understand how they could see them as... monsters?

"How old..?" gasped Mark, his voice cracking "How old is your brother?"

"Fourteen! He's big now and he's not afraid of anything!" Lizzie said with a smile, but her legs trembled with fear whenever she made eye contact with one of the giants. Both men's hearts stopped beating properly. A 14-year-old boy taking care of his little sister all by HIMSELF?

"Where is your brother now?" Mark said coolly. Lizzie immediately stopped smiling. His voice sounded... scary. The man, however, had other plans than to scare the little ones. He wanted to find the boy and help him. Help them. He knew that James wanted it too, but he was too jittery with all this information to take the initiative.

"Home" Lizzie mumbled, snuggling tighter into the elephant. The borrower rules she already knew were "don't let humans see you" and "don't tell humans where your hiding spot is if you get caught and you don't live alone." She had already broken the most important one, but she did not plan to say more. She had to wait for her brother to show up to save her.

"Where-"

"Aren't you hungry Lizzie? Why don't I make you some breakfast?" James cut in, interrupting his husband. He though that putting too much pressure on a girl who is on the verge of crying again is not a good idea. Plus he thought Lizzie was like 6 years old and skinny, so if she's 8 she's on the verge of starvation.

"Bre-k-fast?" The girl said, as if testing out the word. As if she was using it for the first time, even as if she was hearing it for the first time.

"You know, the most important meal?" James flinched at her response. Lizzie didn't know why he reacted the way he did, but she found it a little ironic. Instead of her panicking, James looked more scared now. Lizzie just shook her head.

"I'll make... cereal." James mumbled, trying to calm himself down.

"Call my work and say I'm not coming today because I'm sick" he said quietly, turning to face his husband. Mark nodded. James then proceeded to prepare the meal, and Mark sat in his place, smiling at Lizzie, who just hid more, cuddling up to the elephant.

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Cain knew he had to save his sister at all costs. He hoped she was still in the tunnel, but unfortunately she wasn't. Approaching the end of the tunnel, he didn't expect to hear humans on the countertop.

Oh shit. Are they up?! Why so early?! Cain was horrified at the thought. He couldn't hear much from the tunnel exit, but he did understand one thing. They said something about food. The only vision his mind creates told him that Lizzie was supposed to be the main course.

"Over my dead body" Cain whispered as he prepared to rescue his sister.

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Sorry I wasn't posting for long, hope you enjoyed❤️

Hey! So it’s nearing that time of year again (exam season) when my motivation decides to kick in. I really want to get back into writing and to start updating my stories. To help with that though I feel a good way to get back into writing would be to do some prompts/oneshots!

If anyone has any that they would like me to try, or anyone has any requests, send me a message! I’d really appreciate it

Eurovision 2018 Trouble (G/T) (Fanfic)

It was a lovely day in Lisbon, and all the artists were enjoying a nice meal of Portuguese food, Let's not forget Pastel de Natas (Custard Tarts), "So delicious" said Vanja from Montenegro, "They are so moreish, said SuRie from the United Kingdom, But someone at RTP had spiked Mikolas Josef's, Vanja's, and Rasmussen's food with growth potion, "I think I'm going to be sick", said Rasmussen from Denmark, "Me too" said Mikolas Josef from the Czech Republic, all three went in the bathroom, "AAHH" said SuRie, as a giant hand burst out of the bathroom, it belonged to Mikolas, "GIANTS", she said as the Czech singer's foot burst out the building, everyone screamed as Vanja and Rasmussen burst out the bathroom, all the other guests in the restaurant are screaming, Rasmussen picked up Netta, "I'm not your toy" she sung, but she really was a toy this time. "Get off me" said Netta, as the Danes hand wrapped around her, Vanja picked up SuRie, she screamed "Put me down!" and in a King Kong style moment, they climbed the tallest building in Lisbon, the Torre de Monsanto (according to Google, Kenny) Mikolas carried everyone on his hand to the building, "Put them down" he said, they put Netta and SuRie down, and Mikolas took his socks and shoes off, "Why are you doing that", said Jessica, "Because I want to keep a keepsake from when I was 50ft tall". A giant Jon Ola Sand walked to the building, "Oh my god, the executive supervisor too!!!" said Franka. "Don't worry, I accidentally ate some of Rasmussen's Pastel de Nata" he said, Rasmussen was cross, even when Jon Ola shrunk them back down, excluding himself, and Mikolas' shoes luckily, Rasmussen stopped after Jon Ola picked them up and took them back to the hotel.

THE END

Mark & Jack, Best Buddies: Part 1

Markiplier visited Ireland, he saw a house bigger than other houses. "That's unlike any of the houses I've seen" he said as he knocked on the door, a man with green hair answered the door who was 24ft tall, "Top o' the mornin' to ya!!"

He picked him up and put him in the kitchen. "You are tiny, what is your name." said the man. "My name is Mark." he said, nervously. "My name is Séan, but you can just call me Jack, nice to meet you" he said.

Mark and Jack had a fun time together, they collaborated on a vlog and went to the local park, until Mark had to go home, "Can't wait until I see you again" he said as he left for the airport, "I might see you next time." said Jack.

TO BE CONTINUED