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rainicorn sona perhaps?
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is this anything
#cant tell if this looks good or not#i do like him but i dont knowwww#jungleart#oc#furry#furry art#fursona#crocodile#no name yet
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my new oc idea is a pigmy raindeer with bunny ears
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#the sims 3#ts3#s3cc#ts3cc#sim portrait#sims 3 cc#ts3 cc#sims 3 blog#simikka#random shit#i love both hair on her#no name yet#just simming around#my sims
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Little gal up to no good!
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Childhood friends to lover au
Bruce: you cannot deny you sleep here every night! Go home!!
Wally, preteen: you cannot deny these nuts! Fuck off, old man!
Dick, proud of his handy work.
#dick grayson#wally west#birdflash#bruce wayne#childhood friends to lover au#no name yet#wally was molded by Dick
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This au have no name yet so..
God Nine, Sails, Mangey and Tails
Nine is the God of War (Lightning power); New Yolk god
Nine being the God of War is good to have on your side. He good with technology and teaches you every step to a good future for yourself and whatever you're fighting for. He has a temper, but if you're on his good side, he'll let you live. Doesn't show that much emotion and knows how to fight.
Sails God of the Sea: No place god
Whenever he angry the sea will go crazy and a Tsunami will hit you so run if you can. Accidentally drown a whole island because of a temper. Learned to control the sea by being calm and collected. But if you're not on his good side be careful.
Mangey the God of nature: Boscage god
When the scavengers were taking so much , he felt weaker and fell into a coma eventually. Thorn tried to keep him safe by kicking out the scavengers. He called the heart of Nature. Could speak to the animals and know when a tree is dying. Woke up once the tree started growing. But was weak from the lack of sunlight. When he mad vines and poison plants grow in his wake.
Tails God of the wind: Greenhill God
He can literally control the wind and when he mad the wind blows stronger it almost knocks things over. Accidentally destroyed a village once due to his temper.
#sonic prime#new au#no name yet#miles tails prower#nine the fox#sails the fox#sonic aus#mangey the fox#kitsune gods
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my new bby
#its been well over 6 months since velvet passed#and muse always gets so excited hearing other birds outside#it was time to get him a friend#time to acclimate the bby to the house before i even try to introduce him n muse#no name yet
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Delicious in Dungeon Mail Courier OC concept art 💌
#the mail maiden#that's her working title#no name yet#concept art#my art#my ocs#self insert#delicious in dungeon#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon oc
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Nightmares
I've always liked the idea of the tiny sleeping on top of the giant's chest in g/t, but what I've never seen is what happens if the giant has a nightmare. So I added a scene like that to the story I'm writing.
This scene happens a few years after the first one I posted. Trevor and Addie have both become professional superheroes. Trevor is to big to fit anywhere else, so the company they work for houses him in an empty warehouse. Addie stays the night sometimes to keep him company.
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Addie lay still in the darkness, slowly becoming aware of the fact that she was awake. She had no idea what time it was. All she could tell was that it was before seven o’clock since that was when the lights in the warehouse came on for the day.
She was spending the night with Trevor, which meant laying against his chest with his hand draped over her like a blanket. It was a routine they continued even as he got bigger. His hand was definitely heavier than when they had first tried this sleeping arrangement, but not so much that it was uncomfortable.
Still, she tried lifting it so she could get up for a while. Even with all of her efforts, she was only able to free her arms from his grasp. With a huff, she stopped and let it come to rest on top of her again, this time with her arms laying on top of his hand.
She figured she may as well try and fall back asleep. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on Trevor’s heartbeat beneath her. Its steady thumping resonated through her like a bass drum. It was such a strange feeling, but she gained comfort from it.
She let the rhythm of his breathing lull her to sleep. His chest rose slowly up, then back down. She let herself surrender to the feeling, relaxing into the gentle movement. She began to slip into unconsciousness.
Then, suddenly, she was jerked back awake by a sudden hitch in his breathing. She was about to ignore it and start to fall back asleep when it happened again. Instead of the steady motion she was accustomed to, his breathing began to quicken and slow unpredictably.
She noticed his heartbeat pick up underneath her as well. It began to hammer uncomfortably against her. He must be having a nightmare, she thought, her brow furrowing in concern. She caressed the hand she lay beneath with her much smaller one.
It didn’t seem to help. His breathing picked up its pace again, and he began to shift underneath her. He was muttering something under his breath, and she could barely make it out.
“No,” he whimpered, “please.”
“It’s okay, honey,” she tried whispering to him.
Only then did she realize his fingers gradually curling around her. She lay still, and soon he had her in a loose fist. She grew more concerned; he never held her like this. But if it offered him some comfort, it was okay, right?
Still a little unsure, she called out to him. “Trevor?”
He didn’t respond, continuing to whisper the word “no” to himself over and over again, clutching her to his chest.
His palm grew sweaty around her. She tried pushing against his fist, but his grip only grew tighter. She stopped, swallowing dryly. She was trapped, it seemed, until he woke up.
As she lay there trying to figure out some way to rouse him, his protests grew in volume he jolted upright with a shout. His hand flew towards the ground as he tried to steady himself, and the impact of the fist holding her hitting the ground sent a shock through her. She yelped.
Trevor went still, trying to locate the source of the sound in the darkness. He became aware of something in his grasp and lifted it to his face in confusion. As his eyes grew used to the low level of his light, he could make out the shape of someone clutched in his fist. His eyes widened in horror; the sight much too close to his dream for comfort.
With only the expression on his face as a warning, Addie was flung onto her back as Trevor quickly flattened his fist into an open palm.
“Sorry,” he whispered, “I’m so sorry.”
“I’m fine,” she breathed as she sat up.
They sat there for a moment, both catching their breath. Then, Addie realized Trevor’s hand was slowly lowering to the floor next to him.
“Trev?” she questioned as she felt herself descend.
“I’m sorry,” he repeated, his hand reaching the ground. He gently tipped his hand, causing her to slide out of it. She huffed in indignation but landed on her feet.
“I just…” he trailed off, before taking a deep breath and continuing. “I just need a minute.” With that, he laid his hands on the ground and pushed himself backwards, so he was leaning against the wall. Then he buried his face in his hands
“Trevor,” she said with a stern voice, but he didn’t respond. He wouldn’t even look at her. She wasn’t sure he could hear her from where she stood. With a sigh of her own, she bent her knees, then kicked off of the ground, floating into the air.
She flew until she hovered around his eye level. He uncovered his face but turned it to look away from her. She spread her arms out to grasp him by both cheeks, trying to force him to turn her way. It took a moment, but he eventually complied, eyes crossing to try and look at her. She let go and floated back to where he could see her more easily.
“Trevor,” she repeated, gentler this time. “Please tell me what’s wrong.”
He heaved a sigh that briefly blew her hair back from her shoulders.
“I had a bad dream. That’s all.”
“Want to tell me what happened?”
He didn’t respond, but she noticed his eyes began to tear up. “Okay,” she relented.
She instead flew back to his face and tried to find somewhere to hug him, eventually settling on his cheek. She felt a teardrop splash onto her head but didn’t let go. Eventually, she felt his hand press up against her as gently as possible, reciprocating the hug. She pressed her lips against his cheek and planted a soft kiss. She felt herself shaking slightly as he continued to sob.
His hold on her changed, gently pinching her sides between his finger and his thumb as he slowly pulled her away. She felt him begin to lower her to the ground instead, so she began to squirm. He relinquished his hold on her with little effort.
She darted to the side, coming to land on his shoulder. She felt him slump slightly, but he made no more attempts to remove her. She sat down, leaning against his neck. They sat in silence for a while.
“How can you stand to be around me?” he asked suddenly.
“Don’t talk like that!” she exclaimed, swatting him lightly. “I love spending time with you.”
“I just,” he sighed, “I just worry that I’m putting you in danger.”
“I’m in danger all of the time,” she rebutted with a chuckle. “I’m a superhero, remember?”
“Still,” he said, sitting up a little straighter. “If something happened to you because of me, I couldn’t live with myself.”
“Trevor,” she said, just as serious. “Don’t think like that.” Then, to lighten to mood, she added, “Besides, you couldn’t hurt me if you tried.”
He was silent, but it felt pointed. Addie wanted to drive the point home.
“Do you want to hurt me?” she asked.
“No!” he exclaimed.
“Then don’t,” she stated.
“Accidents happen, Addie. Like tonight, what if I had squeezed you too tightly in my sleep?”
“But you didn’t,” She pointed out, planting a kiss on his neck. He shivered, then raised a hand to make sure Addie didn’t fall from his shoulder.
“Careful,” he chided. Then, getting back on topic, he said, “I just…can’t always trust myself, you know?”
“Do you trust me?” she asked him.
“Of course,” he answered immediately.
“Well I trust you. So just…trust me that I trust you, okay?”
He was quiet for a moment, then he chuckled. “That doesn’t make much sense.”
“But you know I’m right.”
“Whatever,” he conceded. Then, after a moment’s indecision, he gently plucked her off of his shoulder, silencing her protests with a kiss on the head. Then he set her back down where she was before. She sighed dramatically as she nestled into his neck.
Eventually, though Addie’s position was far more comfortable, they both fell asleep where they sat, and stayed that way until the light of the next morning came.
#g/t#g/t community#giant/tiny#sfw g/t#g/t fluff#g/t writing#handheld#no name yet#OC-Trevor Castillo#OC-Addie Jones#size difference#g/t story
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Character concept
#shes a dancing lion!#no name yet#sunfloraas#art#oc#original character#character concept#character design#dancing lion
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not a thought behind those eyes
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I guesse this is my oc, these are horns btw
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Thanks for inviting me to do this :]
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Very yellow
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Big old meanie!
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