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entomolog-t · 1 month

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June is a simp.

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SCREAMS INTO A PILLOW

I LOVE THEM.

I have had this stupid thing in my wips since PRE Valentine's Day and I have finally finished.

Getting better with clothing and folds, but frankly it only makes sense 20% of the time 🙃 Also enjoy me dressing Aedes in progressively sluttier more breathable outfits everytime I post him.

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wilbyowo · 3 months

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OK SO IDEA:

Humanity have officially almost become extinct, there is very few people left as most either were rich enough to leave the planet or died fighting for supplies of from sickness. Giants now walk the earth and usually loot old cities for tech that they tear apart and repurpose. These giants have been around for years, but they were in hibernation underground. This guy is Fenrir, one of the many giants wandering the planet, and he is known for being brutal and aggressive. He’s bigger than most giants and just terrifying.

He is looking for a good spot to start when he hooks his finger in through the window of an old apartment block and just pulls the window off to look inside only to come face to face with a species he thought was long, long dead. He’s suddenly feeling horrified because if he was rougher, the rubble could have crushed them. For some reason, the brutal giant feels nothing but worry and empathy for the tiny shaking form cowering in the building in front of him.

#oc #g/t #giant/tiny #he’s like 200-300ft tall.#giants also are quite bulky in this #usually have earthy or norse mythology inspired names #they also all have 4 eyes and are carnivorous #giant oc #g/t art #g/t artist #g/t oc

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t3a-tan · 9 months

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What if...

James was a size shifter, became friends with human Oliver, and then accidentally grew right in front of him at one point.

Little did James know, Oliver already found out he was a size shifter and doesn't mind in the slightest.

#g/t community #ocs #g/t #g/t au #giant/tiny #g/t fluff #oc story #g/t art #g/t comic #size shifter #sfw g/t #giant/tiny art #g/t artist #g/t writer

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angstylittleguy · 5 months

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meet my size-shifter OC, Dalton Richards!

He's a third year college student at the Franco Dale Learning Institute majoring in art.

Dalton discovered his size-shifting abilities almost a year ago, and has yet to gain control over them. When he experiences too much of one emotion, it will trigger his abilities and cause him to grow or shrink in size.

His shifting ability is the reason Dalton isolates himself. He's terrified to be around others when he's small or huge. Without ever knowing when his height will change or how drastically it will happen, Dalton is often hesitant to be around people he doesn't know or trust.

Link to the navigation page for more info about Dalton and his friends Here

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maisiit · 7 days

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man i love g/t so much but im struggling to draw it (hands are the moral enemy to every artist, especially a g/t artist.)

#g/t community #g/t #g/t artist #g/t art

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sanctuary-of-muffins · 2 months

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Coming together as one to hang out, to doodle and paint anything that comes to mind. Using our imagination! This also will be the first banner for The Sanctuary of Muffins. Being like the art banner! Loved how the coming came out though! Was so fun!

If you guys love G/T but love it for it’s cutesy, wholesome side. Then come and join The Sanctuary of Muffins! A SFW G/T community for one and all! To share art, meet other lovers of the fandom, show your stories, and if you want, join our game events!

#g/t #g/t community #g/t sfw #discord community #discord server #g/t fluff #gts #sanctuary of muffins #giant/tiny #sfw g/t #g/t drawing #g/t comfort #g/t scenario #g/t art #g/t related #drawing #g/t artist #gt fluff

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entomolog-t · 3 months

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Just imagine me tossing this comic out to you guys like I'm feeding pigeons on a park bench.

pspspspsp - Come get some angst.

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This has been sitting in my drafts for so long and I am just so happy to post it and stop obsessing over the facial anatomy that I flubbed.

#The fact I'm actually making a dent in my wips is astounding #who even am i #poor man is my angst punching bag #I swear he can be happy #g/t #giant/tiny #g/t art #g/t artist #entodraws #G/t angst #g/t comic #whump #AedesOC #JuneOC #sfw g/t #sfw giant/tiny #Bite Me

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justme31 · 9 months

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Hey! It's me @justme315 ! For unknown reasons I can't log back into my account.. Because of that I created a new one! I hope all my followers will find this account and I'll soon get back to writing my stories! If you still don't know me, I'm the writer of "Tiny best friends" or "Family'. Hope you have a lovely day/night❤️

#g/t fluff #giant/tiny #g/t au #gt related #giant tiny #gt community #g/t #g/t artist #g/t angst #g/t author #g/t community #g/t concept #g/t idea #g/t related #g/t prompts #g/t writing #g/t scenario #g/t short story #g/t thoughts

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kyjuthekaiju · 11 months

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In the far future, Kyju lives in a large cave up in the mountains, away from civilization. One individual goes searching for "The Kaiju" of legend, in hopes of finding answers to their own past and help from a massive impending threat. (Part 3 of 6)

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t3a-tan · 23 days

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Okay, we know Oliver isn't scared of James but.. what if James (accidentally or not) actually did something that would scare the shit outta Oliver? Make Oliver feel totally vulnerable and terrified?

We really need to see their angst!

(love your work🥰)

You guys asked for it. Ironically @justme315 also just made a post whilst I was in the middle of writing it about wanting some good angst-- hopefully this is filling enough. I also tied this into the injury prompt 31 which was requested!

31) "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

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“We all make mistakes, James. It's a part of life. You shouldn't hold onto that guilt forever. You said yourself that Emily forgave you for—”

“Emily forgiving me doesn't fix anything! Fuck, Oliver— I… I don't want your therapy-speak right now, it's just pissing me off!” James interrupted, a slight growl in his tone as he levelled a half-glare in the borrower's direction. His hands gestured as he spoke to emphasise his point. He knew Oliver was only trying to help, but he always made it sound so simple when life just wasn't like that.

Oliver winced at the volume but didn't let it bother him too much, sensing that if he told James to quiet down that might just aggravate him further. He focused instead on what James said. Therapy-speak?

“That's…just how I speak, James. I'm sorry if it made things worse, I’ll try to…hm.” He paused, thinking over what to do to fix his speech in the moment. “I’ll try not to say too many words. I understand that can be overwhelming for some people when they're in distress. My apologies.”

James groaned, slamming an elbow onto the edge of the table as he buried his face in one of his hands for a moment. He looked up, brows furrowing with irritation clear in his expression. “You are literally doing it right now—”

Oliver bristled.

“Oh. I'm…sorry. I'm just trying to communicate clearly so my intentions and feelings aren't misunderstood.” He hesitated again for a moment as he tried to figure out what about his speech was therapy-speak. Did James not want comfort..? But then what was Oliver supposed to do? He certainly wasn't going to participate in James's self-loathing. He offered a reassuring smile. “How would you like me to speak? I just want to help.”

James inhaled slowly before letting out a huff, closing his eyes and burying his face in both hands now. Rather than answering Oliver he stayed like that; silent, annoyed but trying to hold it back. He knew Oliver just wanted to help— but sometimes that just made James feel worse because Oliver had it all figured out and James didn't.

Sometimes he admired Oliver so much, but other times he felt so jealous. Even now, James knew that he was being the bad guy. Oliver wasn't a malicious person and clearly only cared but James really didn't want care right now. He wanted to shout and yell and throw things and collapse in a corner and cry to himself as the thought of one drink wouldn't hurt kept replaying in his mind over and over again.

Sometimes he just needed that time to get it all out so it wouldn't keep bubbling up inside of him, and Oliver was the one who was keeping him from that. Ultimately neither option would fix the relationships he had broken, so it didn't matter which one he picked, right? Self-destruction was probably some fucked up form of self-love in some way.

“I’m sorry—” Oliver began, feeling slightly on edge seeing James be so quiet and simply assuming, correctly, that he had spoken wrong again. He didn't like the feeling at all. He hadn't felt it before when facing an angry human; even angry dangerous humans; because James was his friend and he wasn't used to seeing him in that way. It felt wrong.

And something was clearly wrong because before Oliver could react, he was snatched up into a fist and lifted up to eye level. The position he was grabbed in was less than comfortable, and Oliver had been startled seeing the movement come from someone who hadn't really grabbed him much since their first meeting. Fully facing James's glare felt almost akin to staring down a gun barrel and Oliver felt nervous despite himself.

“Would you shut up?!! I didn't ask you for help or advice, so stop fucking telling me how I’m supposed to fucking feel!! I'm not stupid— I already know that this isn't bloody productive, but for God sake Oliver, you don't know shit about what I've done!!” James knew he was taking out his anger at himself on Oliver right now, but he just wanted him to stop trying.

Oliver grimaced at the further increase in volume, especially from up close. Even after the shouting and swearing though he could still only see that his friend was suffering and all he wanted to do was help. James might not want it, but he needed it at that moment… He needed to break free of these self-destructive patterns.

“I know you aren't a monster.” He responded simply, and despite his slight unease Oliver still managed to meet James's gaze with his own; seeing right through him and into the hurt that was beneath all of the anger. He could see how watery his friend's gaze was.

And that was what made James snap.

He just wanted to get a reaction— some confirmation of his own thoughts and feelings about himself. He wasn't thinking straight.

James squeezed his hand slightly.

He regretted it in the same second he did it, breath hitching and his hand immediately dropping back down to the table and releasing Oliver onto it like a reflex. His expression of anger quickly became one of horror as he processed the small crack he had heard and felt when he had squeezed. Oliver always seemed so invincible that the harsh reminder that he wasn't hit James like a ton of bricks.

“I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.” James gasped, blinking quickly to try to keep the water out of his eyes. Why did I do that? Why on Earth did I do that?? His hand covered his mouth slightly seeing Oliver's alarmed and dazed expression as he raised his arm and looked upon his newly broken wrist. I did that. Oh god.

“I'm…fine…” The borrower uttered slowly, still focused on the injury. The adrenaline rush was likely responsible for the numbness he felt buzzing through his whole body and keeping the pain from being unbearable, so he was fine. For now. His voice wavered slightly and he found it difficult to look up at his friend at the moment.

Is this fear? Why am I afraid..? James is my friend, and this was an accident. He wasn't trying to break anything I'm sure… Oliver brought his other hand up to cradle the injury only to notice his hand was shaking. Not just his hand…his whole body. No. I can't be scared. It will only make things worse…

Oliver looked down at his shoes, trying to gather himself again but failing miserably.

“I.. I'm sorry that I hurt you so much, James. I don't mean to.” He felt something wet roll down his cheek and drip onto the floor. Stunned by the fact that he was crying right now, Oliver wiped it off with his uninjured hand before looking at his slightly dampened fingertips with a furrowed brow of confusion.

“Fuck. Oliver don't apologise, I…” James trailed off. He had never seen Oliver shake or cry before— and even if Oliver was still talking fine James could hear the fear in his voice. “I can help. Just—”

As he reached forward to offer Oliver a hand and take him to where the medical supplies were kept, the usually stoic borrower suddenly backpedalled, stumbling back so suddenly that he ended up falling backwards and onto his behind. James's hand snapped back like it had been burned and his lips pressing into a stressed line.

Oliver's heart was pounding as he stared up at James. He had never been like this before, and he didn't like it at all… I need to get a hold of myself. It was an accident. It was an accident… Despite him assuring himself of that again and again his mouth felt dry as he met James's horrified gaze. He was reminded of the glare that had been there only moments ago.

“It…it was an accident. You wouldn't break anything on purpose… It was a mistake.” He murmured to himself, shoulders bunching up and knees being brought closer to his chest. Even when other humans had given him similar injuries, Oliver had never felt like this. He hesitated, looking down again. “Could I have some medical supplies?”

James stood up quickly, wincing as he saw Oliver flinch in response. He opened his mouth to apologise again before deciding against it and quickly going to the kitchen to retrieve the first aid kit. You haven't changed. Even after everything you haven't changed.

He took a deep breath to try to settle his nerves as he grabbed everything needed and walked back in. Oliver was still sitting in the same position; still not looking at him. I took it for granted again. James set the kit down before resting his hands on the edge of the table. He bit his lip.

“Can I help..?” He asked, desperate to try and right his wrong at least a little. He deflated as he saw Oliver's small shake of the head.

“I would like to be alone for a while, please. I..I don't like how I'm feeling at the moment…” Oliver spoke and James hated how he could hear the nervous trembles in his voice. Still, he nodded, standing up more slowly this time. As he looked down at his friend from this position it became clear just how small and vulnerable he was… He blinked again but it didn't help with the tears this time as one simply rolled down his cheek anyway.

“I’m sorry…” He uttered softly. Why did I think it was okay to grab him in the first place? Just because I can? What kind of monster would do something like that..? Lip trembling slightly, James turned and began to walk away only to pause when he heard Oliver's voice again.

“I forgive you.”

James stood still for a few more moments before leaving the room and sitting at the edge of his bed, cradling his head in his hands. He grit his teeth, shutting his eyes tightly.

Forgiveness wouldn't fix anything.

#g/t community #ocs #g/t artist #ask box #g/t #g/t writer #borrowers #oc asks #ask #giant/tiny #g/t angst #g/t writing #giant/tiny writing

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dreamerart7 · 2 years

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