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Jarred
A tiny is rude to a giant, so the giant decides to teach the tiny a lesson - one they'll undoubtedly remember.
Time-out can gain a whole new meaning when you're four inches tall. (And a jar can feel claustrophobic even if you can so easily fit inside.)
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"-Yeah? Well I think you're stupid!" Tee shouted back up to Jack, stomping his foot on the counter for added emphasis and crossing his arms over his chest with a huff.
Jack's expression turned blank, then darkened. His jaw clenched, and there was an audible grinding of his teeth.
Tee couldn't help but falter, physically taking half a step back as a dark scowl settled on his giant friend's face. Suddenly, yelling at the much larger being didn't seem like it'd been such a good idea.
"H-hey-" Tee started to stutter, raising his hands in front of himself in a placational manner, but he cut himself off with a surprised squeak as Jack's hand shot out above him, ripping open a cupboard door with far more force than necessary and snatching up something inside.
Tee craned his neck up to see what, and his heart stuttered in his chest as he saw-
A jar.
A jar.
Jack was holding a large glass jar, one of the tall ones nearly twice Tee's height, and he was unscrewing the lid with vicious efficiency. Tee nearly jumped out of his skin when Jack slammed the lid onto the counter, and fight or flight mode finally hit the tiny like a train as he saw the giant's hand menacingly swoop forward in his direction.
Tee wisely chose flight.
He spun on his heel and bolted, his heart all at once hammering up from his chest and into his throat and his legs pumping frantically as he darted across the counter, the back of his neck practically burning with the undoubted glare of the furious giant behind him.
Tee barely made it ten steps.
He let loose a blood-curdling scream as Jack's palm collided with his back, giant fingers curling inwards around him like a Venus flytrap.
He thrashed wildly in the grip, any semblance of rational thought having abruptly fled his mind in place of pure, unadulterated terror, but he just as quickly froze - as still as death - when the fingers around him squeezed just shy of making his bones creak with the pressure, the threat as clear as day and all the more sickeningly petrifying for it.
He whimpered - a short, aborted sound - as his feet lifted up off the the counter, and he had to forcefully repress the urge to uselessly wriggle like a caught fish as the movement came to a stop with him aloft in the air, knowing - dreading - without having to look that he was being held above the opening to the jar.
He sent a desperate, pleading look to the giant - to his friend - but Jack's expression was closed off and so, so cold.
Tee's tentative hope that this was all a sick, twisted joke to get back at him withered and died a horrible death.
In the next moment, he was dropped. He landed awkwardly, barely catching himself from twisting his ankle as he landed hard onto the cool glass bottom of the mason jar, gasping out a shocked breath. He flinched backwards into the glass behind him as the jar was set none-too-gently onto the counter, and he craned his neck up high to stare with uncomprehending, fear-filled eyes at Jack.
The giant peered down at him dispassionately from the open lid of the jar. As if he hadn't just obliterated the carefully built, more than just tentatively hopeful trust a tiny had fully placed in his giant's hands. A gift so rarely given. A gift that was now destroyed.
There was movement in Tee's peripheral, and in the next second, his line of sight to the giant's face was blocked by a solid black lid, one that clacked gratingly against the glass before it begun to be twisted, Jack screwing it back onto the jar with what Tee could only perceive as a detached sense of finality.
"No," the tiny whimpered, sliding down the side of the jar and curling his knees to his chest, arms wrapping around his calves and gripping tight. This couldn't be happening. His - Jack wouldn't do this to him. He wouldn't.
But he had.
The tiny's head smacked into the back of the jar when he flinched as the giant's hand suddenly wrapped around the container, lifting it once more and making Tee's stomach drop into his guts with the too-quick movement.
There was a squeak of the cupboard hinges, and Tee had to quickly blink his eyes (which stung with tears that he refused to acknowledge or dare let fall for fear of them never stopping) as the light around him suddenly dimmed. He peered muzzily at his surroundings, which were ever so slightly distorted through the thick glass.
His breath froze in his lungs as he took in the cold, empty jars all around him, lifeless and covered in a thin layer of dust. None showing any sign of use, of ever - or only the rarest of occasions - seeing the light of day.
He snapped his neck forwards again and frantically scrambled to the front of the jar from where he saw Jack looking down at him, one of the giant's hands already loosely gripping the cupboard door's knob.
Tee shook his head, slightly at first, then with more desperation as his panic renewed with a stomach-dropping vengeance, his palms pressing up against the glass and his eyes wide and irrefutably pleading. He knew the giant wouldn't be able to hear him through the container, but a litany of frantic pleas and cries fell past his lips anyway.
"Please - please Jack don't do this. I'm sorry - I - I won't yell at you, or-or call you stupid or- do anything bad ever again. I was- I was wrong. I was wrong - please! I - you - you were right! About everything! I swear I'll listen to whatever you say, I'll- I'll do whatever you want - j-just - just don't leave me here!"
Jack just continued to stare dully at him, stony expression unchanged except for the briefest flicker in his eyes as hot tears abruptly spilled over Tee's blotchy cheeks.
They wasn't enough.
(After all, Jack would have to care for him for his cries to matter.)
Slowly, inexorably, the cupboard door began to shut, and, tone foreboding and so, so sickeningly empty of anything close to concern, consideration, Jack finally spoke in the moment before Tee's world was pitched into terrifying, solitary darkness.
"You'll learn your place."
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OOooohoohooohooooo~ a lillll' angsty I know ;33
This one kinda got away from me, but I had fun hehehe
Also I'm posting this sleep-deprived and with exactly zEro brain matter present at the moment, so fingers crossed that it's actually decent *finger guns*
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lucentbliss · 7 months
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Choose Your Fighter
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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.
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freshpoof03 · 5 months
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Liddol man 🥺
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justme315 · 17 days
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G/t thought
Yeah, yeah, I love all the fluff and all the borrower/human and human/giant friendly stories and all the disappearing fear and friendship building, but… sometimes I need some angst. Some trauma. Some realistic fear. A borrower who has witnessed a human hurting/killing another borrower will not trust the human easily. Maybe the human/giant does something out of order when their angry. Or maybe they're just evil and don't care how they make the tiny feel. Hell, maybe they even like it when they're scared.
I live for some good angst.
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stanlees-stuff · 8 months
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"Cc we're sorry, just .... please don't be scared, I promise we won't hurt you..."
based on @kix-mm's story here
DAMM, I never knew I needed gt throuples in my life till now!! decided to draw one of the scenes in the story. AAAH THE STORY WAS SO GOOD!! The amount of love they have for each other is just so fricking sweet!! and how much you can tell A and B cherish C and want them in their lives
anyways kix is a really good writer, bye >:]
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smol-and-scared · 9 months
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Concept:
Tinies that cannot speak or understand language at all. They're still intellegent, they just never evolved the capacity for language because large societies are discovered and do not survive.
When a human has them cornered, the tinies can't beg or shout, so... they hiss. It's meant to imitate a snake and is supposed to be threatening. (It does actually work on most of the predators they encounter)
But for humans, it just sounds like a bottle of soda being opened... But weaker, smaller and somehow less threatening. Often times, this ends up backfiring: The human hears their weak little hisses and instantly feels responsible for the tiny, helpless person they've terrified.
Meanwhile, the (absolutely traumatized) tiny is trying to figure out if the human is calling their bluff, or if humans are so powerful and terrifying that they just... Think snakes are cute???
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krackenwl · 2 months
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Turning Giant Panic
So we all know the scenes where a character turns into a giant and the freaks out. Usaully theres a part where the turing giant reachs out for help only to retrack because they realize how much bigger their hand/they are now. Usually when a person panics they arent thinking straight. Give me a person who is turning giant who is panic so badly they even tho they are so much bigger now the still reach out for someone anyone to help them.
Imagne them grabbing their friend/loved one even tho there so small now and BEGGING them to do something anything to make it stop or to explain whats happening to them. The helplessness of both the turning giant not knowing what to do and not realizing how badly they are freaking everyone else out and the friend/loved one who cant do anything about what is happening to their now giant friend and is now freaking out to
Oh the Angst
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just-seff-stuff · 2 months
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Thinking about emotional size shifters again, but... what about size shifters who's default size isn't human?
Tiny who's doing their best to fit in with human society and the emotion that grows them is anxiety. Easy enough, they think, they have plenty of that, and it won't exactly stand out with human society. But they find someone who's just so trustworthy, so calm, so casual about everything it is just contagious, and sitting next to that friend, their size just starts fading away to reveal they're a borrower the second they close their eyes...
Giant who shrinks with satisfaction. It takes some practice, but they learn to accept what they have. To go with the flow... to live within their means. Never taking life too fast. But, they've got this new friend... they're growing closer to the human, wanting to see more of them... Constantly noticing a slight growth spurt oncoming, having to take breaks from their company, going into the bathroom for some privacy and taking deep breaths...
But their desire for them just gets too overwhelming, as their friend says something, does that little tic of theirs, or is simply focused on a hobby, and they realize they just can't accept this. They can't just be friends. They'll never be satisfied with this, they need MORE.
Their friend being bowled over by their hands as they grow to fill the office break room, their hot breath washing over their friend, the friend not knowing what to say out of fear, the giant, just being too unused to this discontent to have any clue what to say.
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puddingforg · 9 months
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I drew one of @entomolog-t g/t ideas!!
I rlly liked the idea they had and HAD to draw it, if you wanna go read the original post I’ll paste it at the bottom of this post ( you should def go read it for context btw ), also in the og post the monster was a werewolf but istg i couldn’t draw one so I made de monster some kind of imp, but yk what he came out looking real good so idc
Anyways the drawing in question
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Btw I RLLY liked this characters and their dynamic so I would love to post more abt them, would you guys be more interested in seeing more of them?? Also, here are the designs for the characters, I rlly liked them and feel like the exaggerated expressions don’t bring justice to them so
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OG STORY:
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azuldoodles · 1 year
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I have an idea, a child walks into the cave and fearplay and angst ensues.
Definitely for a child it would be distressing and exhausting, indeed.
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In this AU, although he's friendly, he's not entirely careful with other people's emotions. He doesn't realize the terror he can cause and can be a bit abrupt at times.
Almost like he was a child too.
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He WON'T let the child go so easily, especially if he sees them crying.
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He doesn't have the best way, but he will try to take care of them.
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A pose I think should be utilized more -- the two-finger pin >:3
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gt-daboss · 9 days
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Abigail and Sada - Sleepover
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From THIS story.
A much more chill wholesome take on the real story, but if your interested some heavy angst, go check out their story! If that doesn't sound your thing, stay here for the lil' study sesh they got going on~
Somewhat inspired from the 'lo-fi beats to relax/study to' if its not a little obvious already haha
Tagging @altairasart since you wanted to know what Abigail looked like, here ya go!
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freshpoof03 · 10 months
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Warm up doodle uwu. Oop he got his lil ass caught (character belongs to @motiny-tiny-mo )
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gtraccoon · 2 months
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“do you understand the lengths that I went to? just to fucking protect you—and you come back like nothing happened? i killed people looking for you. do you understand how difficult it is to do that?”
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“well, i mean, it isn’t really difficult because they’re kinda small. just takes a hit. but still, mentally! think about the mentality!”
some angst. some ANGST. (some blood and some unnamed characters based off some of my old oc’s) also that’s not his blood. and it’s not hers.
p.s. can you guess the black haired guy is not a very good person, a little bit of manipulation going on? might expand on it 🤔
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