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yee-art · 8 months
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when they say put DOUMAN in jar and I thought something cursed like this
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daintyus · 3 months
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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 weren'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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halloween-sweets · 10 months
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whereifindsanity · 5 months
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Digital Artist Natacha Einat
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fullcravings · 11 months
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Mason Jar Overnight Oats Recipe
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xt1me · 2 months
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Testing out the transparency trick with Krita.
In case it doesn't work the solid versions are under the cut.
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scoutingthetrooper · 5 months
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magicalshopping · 10 months
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♡ Cactus Mason Jar Tumbler from Claire's ♡
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fleur-aesthetic · 1 year
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instagram | littlestateflowerco
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backroad-life · 5 months
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Credit: Abijith K 
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bestthriftfinds · 2 months
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aneacc · 2 years
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New monthly wallpaper only for patreon.
I just moved in (YAY!) and I left all of my recycled mason jars in my parents house, cause I know I will gain more in time. But I miss them. They are such excellent storage babies and I’m not gonna buy empty new ones, that just doesn’t make sense.
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mamaweegee · 2 months
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niebieskieoko · 2 months
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wombatqofdoom · 7 months
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First of tonight's three batches of salsa verde.
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