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Hmmmm.....How about number 14 with G!Techno and Tiny!Tommy?

AHHH thanks for the prompt! Techno is a ton of fun to write :O

It's pretty angsty because that's where my brain decided to take this apparently but I hope you enjoy! And sorry it's a bit shorter than some of the others I've written haha..

Prompts from here!

Warnings for: language, fear, keeping a person against their will, threats (mentions of death)

Word Count ~800

-----At The Limit------

Tommy had been with Techno for a few days now. The human had stumbled upon his cabin in the cold and Techno had kept an eye on him since. He didn't trust the human.

At least, that was his excuse at first. After all, he was a giant piglin hybrid, a monster, if you asked most people. And the kid seemed terrified and ready to bolt.

Techno needed to make sure that the kid didn't bring any danger to his home, especially in the form of giant slayers. Phil visited here from time to time, and he couldn't put his friend into that kind of danger.

However, Techno had quickly grown attached to the kid, and found himself actually worried for the human rather than about him. The voices in his head agreed, too, while a few teased him for it.

TechnoSoft

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/rainbowchat

Protect!!

BrotherPog

That one had made him snort to himself. The human wasn't his brother, just a liability.

Or so he told himself, as he grew more and more attached to the human rapidly. He knew that the human wanted to leave. It was not secret, after all, especially because just about every day, the boy would approach him timidly and ask if he could please leave, that he wouldn't tell anyone, he swore.

But Techno, despite the voices in his head spamming how guilty they felt and how he himself felt, he always gruffly declined with a sharp no, ignoring the way his chest tightened in that odd way as the boy flinched and withered.

Usually, Techno was fine with it. Usually, he would deny the request and move on, but today was different.

Today, Tommy wouldn't let go of it. He didn't curl into himself and go silent.

"Let me leave!" He shouted instead, more insistent this time. And, when Techno opened his mouth again to respond, the human quickly added on a, "you big bitch!"

Techno leveled his gaze on the kid, straightening in his chair a bit, and he could see how the kid was trying to stop himself from shaking. The kid's fists were balled into fists at his side and he actually did take a step back as Techno leaned forward, placing his forearms on either side of the human. "Excuse me?"

His monotone voice elicited a flinch from the human but he still didn't back down, even as Techno's red eyes narrowed. He let out a heavy sigh and the kid drew in a shaky breath.

"I won't tell anyone," the kid was almost pleading now, voice wavering, "please. My family must be worried, and-"

The kid's mouth clicked shut and he shot a worried look up at Techno, whose brow raised in intrigue. The human hadn't mentioned much of a family, and the scared look sent up at him made it clear why.

He was scared. Scared that Techno would hurt his family, or that maybe he would never see his family again. Still, Techno shook his head.

"No." He ignored a particularly loud voice in him head that shouted to let him go already, scrunching his forehead as if trying to dispel it. "I said no, kid."

"I'm not a kid!" Tommy's voice was loud again, angry even. "You're never going to let me go!" His voice cracked. Techno would have thought it pathetic before, but after spending time with the human it made him feel... guilty. And then the boy continued, sounding angry and hopeless. "You're a monster!"

And the world froze as a boundary was crossed.

Monster?

Monster..

Monster!

Techno's mind went blank for a moment. First came the hurt, which he was too slow to conceal, and then he just felt pissed. He knew it by the way the kid stared up at him, raising his hands as if to placate the giant.

"Technoblade, I-" He screamed as Techno's hand shot out and wrapped around him. "Wait, I'm sorry."

Techno huffed. The kid thought he was going to hurt him still. That stung more than he thought it would, but whatever. He'd just use it to his advantage.

"No. You want to leave?" He walked across the cabin quickly, the human struggling to get out of his probably-too-tight fist. He got the the door and swung it open, feeling the human flinch as the heavy door smacked against the wall loudly. He dropped the human a bit roughly onto the floor and made a shooing motion with his hands, ignoring the voices in his head and the guilt in his chest as the human cowered. "Fine! Leave! See if I care!"

The human didn't move for several moments. Frozen in fear, maybe? It didn't matter, and Techno, against his better judgement, let out a snarl, watching as the human bolted and adding an unnecessary threat.

"If I ever see you or your family around here, you're dead!"

And as the human stumbled through the snow, Techno felt an awful feeling of guilt and dread as he slammed the door closed. This was for the best, right?

thank you for all the prompts! they might take a second to get to with how much i’m working this week but i’ll do my best <3 and the box is still open so feel free to send more in !!

38 with Giant Wilbur and Tiny Tommy pleaseee

Hurt/Comfort because its my current addiction

Oooh hurt/comfort is probably my favorite right now as well.. Hope you enjoy!! These always end up a bit longer than I expect but I’m not complaining \^-^/

Prompt list here! I’m still talking prompts by the way! Don’t be shy :D

Warnings for: Fear

Word Count ~1150

------Bad Day------

Tommy had lived with Wilbur for a while now. He was a borrower, and it took him a while to get used to the human and his mannerisms. When they'd first met, Tommy had been anxious and had immediately set to getting away from the human.

However, when it turned out that Wilbur meant him no harm and seemed so genuinely distressed about causing Tommy to be afraid, Tommy took a chance. He got to know the human, even getting to the point where he was comfortable enough to be his loud, obnoxious self (which he hadn't been in a long time).

He'd once offhandedly called him Wilby, and Wilbur had almost started crying on the spot. When Tommy had gone to apologize, Wilbur had just laughed softly with a smile, shaking his head fondly before moving on immediately.

And the best part was that Tommy hadn't been afraid again, and Wilbur had been patient and understanding, never pushing against Tommy's boundaries.

Today was different.

Wilbur had been distant today, and had answered shortly when Tommy had passed him in the kitchen when the human had gotten home. He'd just gone to his room and closed the door.

Tommy smirked to himself. He must have forgotten that Tommy literally had tunnels in the walls to everywhere (basically) in the house. He set off to getting to the room, figuring he'd show up and spend some time with Wilbur.

He walked through the narrow, stuffy tunnels, humming slightly to himself as he went. By the time he got to Wilbur's room, behind his desk, he nodded to himself as he pulled out his hook from his bag. He hadn't used it recently; usually, Wilbur would carry him, since he'd gotten so lax around the human.

But still, he wanted to get to the top and see what was up with Wilbur. Maybe he could surprise him, make his face light up in that was it always did when he saw Tommy, with that soft smile and fond eyes.

So Tommy climbed, just trying to get to the top, and he panted when he got to the top, hands on his knees. He expected a snarky comment from Wilbur about it, but when he glanced up, the human wasn't even looking at him. Instead, he was staring at his phone almost blankly.

"Hey Will."

The human in question jumped, as if shocked out of whatever trance he was in. It wasn't long before his eyes landed on Tommy and just stared for a moment. "Toms?"

"Big man, I think I'm out of shape." He exaggerated his panting a bit, placing a hand on his chest. "I might be-"

"Tommy..." He sounded a bit annoyed, but Tommy wasn't the best at reading social cues, so he continued on.

"Seriously big man, I might be the worst borrower in existence. You should've seen me when I was in my prime. A sad day for the Tommy Innit community, truly." Tommy barked out a laugh, a wide smile on his face.

"Listen, Tommy," Wilbur sounded tired, "I really want some time alone today, okay?"

"You can't get rid of me that easily." Tommy grinned, still oblivious and taking it as teasing. Wilbur had never asked to be away from him before, so that must be it, right? Wilbur went to speak again, but Tommy kept going. "I'm serious, man, you're going to have to try a bit harder if you're going to get rid of Big Man Innit."

"TOMMY!" A frustrated sigh left Wilbur as he ran a hand down his face, and Tommy flinched away, hands instinctively going to his ears as they rang a bit from the noise. "Not now, okay?"

Then he looked down at the kid, and his heart shattered at what he saw. Tommy was curled into himself and trembling, hand slowly coming away from his ears with wide eyes. He reached forward instinctually, wrenching his hand away when Tommy flinched away from it. Guilt wormed its way into his chest and stuck there.

"Tommy..."

"No, uh, m-message received, big man." His voice shook as he stumbled a few steps back toward the edge of the desk. He scrambled back as Wilbur's hand gently blocked his path and turned around, throat feeling tight.

"Wait, stay." Wilbur leaned a bit closer, moving his hand back to himself almost sheepishly. "Please?" Tommy just gave a small nod, and he kept glancing at Wilbur's hand. For a moment, Wilbur worried that he was scared of it, but it seemed to be almost longing, and suddenly it clicked. He somehow softened further as he looked at the boy on his desk. "Aw, come here Toms."

And just like that, Tommy scrambled into his waiting palms, and Wilbur brought the bot to his chest, hushing him softly as the boy sniffled a bit. He ran his finger tip along the boy's spine, feeling him shudder as he shushed him gently.

"I'm sorry, Toms. I shouldn't have shouted." He ruffled the boy's hair a bit as he huffed out a small sigh. "It's been a rough day, so I've been a bit stressed. That's not an excuse," he added quickly, not wanting to seem like he was justifying anything, "but I just wanted to explain a bit."

A few moments passed as he stood, feeling the borrower's hands ball into his shirt. Tommy was so loud and had been so cocky and confident recently that Wilbur forgot that he was just a kid, even if Tommy got annoyed every time he called him a child. A kid who had told Wilbur how much it took to trust him because he could flip at any second and do whatever he wanted.

Wilbur would never do that, but he just hoped that Tommy would remember that after this.

He walked steadily toward the kitchen, shifting Tommy into one hand as he began to make hot chocolate. It seemed to always calm the boy down any other time and he hoped it would do the same. He hummed along the tune of Mellohi, which Tommy had overheard when he'd played Minecraft and latched onto for some reason.

Before long, he'd finished the hot chocolate and poured it into a small cup for Tommy. The boy had stopped sniffling occasionally, simply leaning his head against Wilbur's chest.

"Toms?" Wilbur whispered, keeping his voice low. "Want some hot chocolate?"

Silence met him and he glanced down, heart warming at the sight.

There, snuggled into his shirt, was Tommy, fast asleep. He ran his thumb along the boy's side, watching with a faint smile on his face as the borrower leaned into it.

Something relaxed in Wilbur at the sight. Tommy still felt safe enough to fall asleep with him, and that was such a comforting at the implication.

He smiled. They'd get through this and be fine, and Wilbur would do his best to never raise his voice around the kid again.

40 for the ask thing :D not sure if we're allowed to add more to it but id love it if it was the dteam. if not all good!

Yes, thank you for the prompt! Yeah, for these, you cant be as detailed or as minimal as you want; all I ask for is a pairing and a prompt number, which you gave me :] Thanks again for the prompt and I hope you enjoy! (I may have gone a bit overboard haha...)

I made this sort of a pet au, and this is going to a be a bit angsty at first, but then I'll add in some fluff :D I made Sapnap the giant in here because he definitely seems like the type to be overly enthusiastic and unaware of how the tinies were actually feeling.

Prompt list can be found here! Please send more in, I’d love to write some more :]]

Warnings for: Dehumanization, referring to a person as 'it,' treating people like pets, swearing, fear

Word Count ~ 1250

--------A Bit More Human--------

Sapnap shifted the tiny beings in his hands, leg bouncing in excitement as he observed them. He had bought them earlier that day. They were a new oddity that the world had recently discovered and he'd decided to buy both of them, seeing as it seemed to cause the other distress when he grabbed the one in blue.

"You guys are so cool!" His voice was loud, and he didn't notice how they flinched in his hands. His eyes darted to the one in a green cloak as it moved a bit. "Let me get you guys back in your cage real quick and I'll get something to play with you guys."

He walked briskly over to his cage and slid the two of them off into the cage, which was lined with the shredded material found in hamster cages. The beings pulled at their collars nervously as he grabbed the harnesses to attach the leash to.

He turned away to make sure the harness and leash were properly connected and looked back at the sound of a small click. He locked his gaze with the one in blue, who froze, its hands holding the green collar.

Without thinking, Sapnap shot his hand out, wrapping it around the one in blue and dragging it through the air to be closer to his eyes. He reached out his other hand to grab the collar out of its hand, but didn't make it that far.

"GEORGE!" The voice was full of fear and desperation.

Sapnap froze, lowering that other hand as he looked around in confusion. His gaze rested on the other tiny, in the cage. It looked pale all of a sudden, and it scrambled back as Sapnap leaned closer. It seemed to hesitate before it stiffly took a step closer.

"Please put him down. Don't hurt him." The voice pleaded and Sapnap's brain short-circuited, staring blankly at the tiny being. At the lack of response, the being's pleading grew more intense and desperate. "Please, it was my idea, I'll put it back on, just please don't hurt him."

Sapnap finally registered everything and was flooded with a sense of overwhelming guilt. He placed the one in blue back into the cage, pulling out his phone numbly. He dialed Bad, the other greeting him with a cheery tone.

"Bad, I fucked up."

"Hey, language!" His friend chastised, but then his mind must have caught up because it was followed by, "Oh, wait, what happened? Are you okay?"

"It's just, I got those new tiny things as pets, except apparently they're able to.. Uh, I don't know. They were skittish when I bought them, but..." He sighed, dragging a hand down his face. "I didn't know they were actually afraid of me..."

"Oh, Sapnap.." The voice on the other end was sympathetic. "Are they still in the room with you?"

"Yeah..." He glanced over at the two, noting how they were watching him intently. He shifted uncomfortably.

"Then talk with them," Bad encouraged, "and try to make this better, okay? Call me if you need anything, you muffinhead."

"Bad, what-" The call went silent and he lowered his phone, kneeling slowly in front of the cage. It was one where the lid came off, so he was still staring through the bars. He noticed how they were shifting constantly, the one in blue's hands on his collar.

They were people. Sapnap felt sick, wishing he'd noticed beforehand. He opened his mouth to speak, licking his lips as they suddenly felt dry.

"I, um.. You can take that off." He pushed away the extra guilt that come from the expression of disbelief on that tiny face. It looked so human and he couldn't believe he hadn't connected the dots sooner. "I'm really sorry, and, oh!"

The tinies jumped at the increase in volume, huddling closer as the other collar slipped off and cringing as Sapnap removed the front wall of the cage. He backed away a few steps.

"You don't have to forgive me," he began with, heart pounding, "but I'm really sorry I scared you. And like, bought you. And, uh, didn't treat you like people." Silence met him, and he cleared his throat slightly. "You don't have to stay here either, but I promise if you do, you won't be, like, pets or anything."

"Um," That was the one with the blue one, and Sapnap was shocked to hear a different accent then the other's. "You're going to let us go?"

Sapnap's heart felt heavier as he nodded. He knew that they didn't have to forgive him, but he'd hoped that they would anyway. But, regardless, he'd keep his word.

He was met with relieved smiles from both of them, and he offered a tense one in reply. The two stepped forward slowly, looking around and realizing that they were high up. Sapnap realized this too, and he reached for them without thinking.

He froze as he was met with startled yelping, quickly bringing his hand close to his body.

"Sorry! Sorry..." He felt humiliation and shame course through him and he felt his face redden. He just kept messing up. "I was just going to move you somewhere you could move easier, um," he slowly moved his hand to rest palm up near them, ignoring how they scrambled away, "does this work?"

The one in green looked up at him through eyes that seemed to be weighing their options. He whispered to the one in blue before they both nodded and stepped closer to his hand. He noted their hesitation and tried to hold as still as possible as they started to finally step on.

He was careful as he slowly brought the hand up to his chest, other hand hovering nearby in case something happened. He tensed a bit as he took a step and felt the two lean against his chest.

"Um, where do you guys wanna go?"

"The kitchen." The one in green said, glancing up at him and watching carefully. "Just like, on the counter or something."

Sapnap looked a bit surprised but he didn't comment on it, simply nodding and taking careful, steady steps toward the kitchen. Before long, they were there and h place his hand on the counter for them to get off.

"Wait, um, before you go," Sapnap said, feeling a bit guilty at the way they froze. He was quick to shake his head slightly as he continued, "I, um, it's nothing crazy, and I'm not going to bother you or anything after this, so you'll never have to deal with me if you don't want to, but could I at least know your names? I'm Sapnap."

A moment passed. Then another. The two on the counter exchanged a look and seemed to have a silent conversation before they responded.

"I'm Dream." The one in green said slowly, as if he was gauging Sapnap's reaction. When the latter simply gave a small nod and smile, he continued. "And he's George."

"Nice to meet you, uh, this way, I guess." Sapnap straightened himself, feeling oddly huge and out of place in front of them. He turned to leave, but was stopped by the accented voice-George.

"You won't try to catch us or anything?"

Sapnap glanced over his shoulder with an earnest half-smile. "Nope."

He ignored the feeling of warmth and hope he got in his chest when he heard "See you around then, Sapnap." and knew that he'd have a chance to make everything okay.

hey please send in prompts!! i’d love to write some :]

G/t prompts

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I’ve got a bunch of ideas but my writers block is stopping me from actually writing anything so pls request stuff!

Also, would be really cool to see others reblog so I can see how other g/t writers would interpret these prompts.

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1. “You’re - uh - you’re... big/small...”

2. “Stop looking at me like that.”

3. “It’s ok... I’m here now.”

4. “I would never hurt you.”

5. “CAREFUL!”

6. “How many times do I need to tell you before you believe it?”

7. “Look at them, just standing there... being all tall and stupid.”

8. “Just get rid of them!”

9. “I’m not going to leave.”

10. “You’re about as intimidating as a teddy bear, but sure - whatever you say.”

11. “Usually, before you speak, people do this cool thing called thinking!”

12. “Tiny ears! Remember?!”

13. “What if I didn’t catch you?!”

14. “Fine! Leave! See if I care!”

15. “Shh, don’t wake them, god knows they needs her sleep.”

16. “You’re tiny! Who knows what that much drink will do?”

17. “Ugh, you’re squishing me!”

18. “Stop pretending to be asleep!”

19. “I’m exhausted.”

20. “I’m not above sticking you in a jar.”

21. “Well, aren’t you fascinating.”

22. “Hold on!”

23. “You’re gonna be ok, I promise.”

24. “Ow! Quit grabbing my hair.” “Quit jostling your shoulder so much then!”

25. “It’s just... I’m not a pet.”

26. “I’m not that scary, am I?”

27. “Is that what I look like to you?”

28. “Don’t worry, I’ll be careful.”

29. “Would you rather be huge or tiny?”

30. “This is normal! Maybe not to you but it is to me!”

31. “Stop running!”

32. “Hey! What did we say about the teeth?!”

33. “What are you hiding behind your back?” “... no one- uh - nothing...”

34. “Sorry you had to see that.”

35. “Did they fall asleep in your hand?”

36. “What do you want me to do about it? I’m three inches tall.”

37. “Oh, you don’t fit? Shame.”

38. “I shouldn’t have shouted.”

39. “You’re gonna fall!”

40. “I didn’t know they were actually afraid of me...”

41. “I’m... I’m stuck.”

42. “You could ask!?”

43. “It’s just a hand.”

44. “You’re very brave.”

45. “Shhh... just sleep... you’re safe.”

46. “You’re... too... heavy!”

47. “Your hand is comfy.”

48. *screams very loudly for basically no reason*

49. Don’t touch them!”

50. “No one is ever going to hurt you again.”

thank you so much!! :D

The Job

Here it is! The first part of my Giant Slayer Dream AU!! Let me know what you guys think and feel free to send in some asks and such!

Warnings for fear, talks of death, mentions of blood, and language

Word Count ~ 1k

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Lashing Out

Part 2 of the Giant Slayer Dream AU! Part One here.

Warnings: swearing, manhandling, fear, injuries, blood

Word Count ~ 1k

The area exploded into motion as even the giant formerly trying to diffuse the situation, his target, swung his hand instinctively toward the hunter as he felt the sting of a blade. It was a knee-jerk reaction, one that the demon wasn’t proud of. He missed the human, but his fingers pinched around the bag he was wearing, dragging the human into the air with a startled yelp.

Dream squirmed, feeling a sense of paralytic fear as he locked his gaze with those white eyes again. He felt trapped, mind frantically whirring as it tried to figure out a way out of this. His eyes flashed to the straps of his pack he was wearing, which were digging into his shoulder painfully.

And then he took a breath and quickly dropped himself out of it, hitting the ground and doing his best to disperse his weight with a roll. He still landed a bit awkwardly, his ankle uncomfortably throbbing as he stumbled forward. 

Realizing that running wasn’t currently much of an option, he came to the conclusion that he was going to have to fight his way out of this. Unfortunately, most of his potions were in his pack, which he’d left in the giant’s fingers. His heart twisted a bit as the giant let go of it in favor of turning his attention to Dream.

Right. And there were two other angry giants that were after him he had to worry about too. He reached down to his belt, grabbing the splash potions that were hanging there. There were, coincidentally, three that were all harming potions. In a smooth motion, he tossed the at the hands that were reaching for him. The shattering of glass filled the air, followed by several noises of pain.

He took the opportunity to run forward, slicing at the flesh of the arms that he could reach. He barely cast a glance over his shoulder as the two shifted their weight, trying to push himself and go just a little faster despite his ankle, which was surely spelling. Maybe he could get to a higher point, take advantage in the fight somehow and get away from this unscathed. Maybe--

His thoughts were derailed as a pale hand blocked his path, making him whip his head around with a startled shout, seeing his reflection in Clout goggles. The sight of his tattered cloak was enough to make him pause for a fraction of a second, but it was already too much.

Weight closed around his middle, making his arms dig into his ribs as he was picked up by the one with the bandana. The grip was uncomfortably and painfully right and rough, and Dream struggled to pull in breaths through his panic. His sword was still in an iron-grip in his hand, but it was such that he shouldn’t move it at all, and it wasn’t helpful in its current position.

“So what do we do with him?” The one holding him asked gruffly, and holy shit Dream could feel the vibrations of the voice through the hand. His heart hammered against his ribcage and he’d be shocked if the giant couldn’t feel it.

“Sapnap,” the nasally voice was back again--Bad, was it?-- and it was close, “you’re using your scary voice.”

“Bad, he was here to kill us!” 

“Well we didn’t die!” Bad pointed out, and he turned to the other giant, who was still rubbing at where he’d been cut as well as where the potion had hit before. “George, come on, what do you think?”

“Bad... I agree with Sapnap.” He sighed, and Dream let out a pained gasp as the hand around him tightened a bit, he wasn’t sure why. Surprise, maybe? “ I know your big heart is usually in the right Bad, but he did attack all of us.”

Silence stretched for an agonizing few moments before the giant holding Dream spoke again. “That’s 2 to 1, sorry, Bad.” Dream, was shifted slightly, and he could feel that his ribs would bruise if he survived this as he was brought a bit higher into the air. “We gotta do something about him.”

And then, in another brilliant moment of panic and instinct, Dream decided he didn’t want to leave his fate in the hands of these giants. He bit into the hand around him, the hand tensing reflexively around him before loosening just enough for him to shift his sword. And stab it deeply into the hand around him.

And then he was falling, colliding heavily with a knee and hearing more than feeling his shoulder dislocate with a sickening pop. And then he hit the forest floor on his back, winded. But there was no time to dwell on any of the pain he felt, using the surprise of the scenario in order to get away, vanishing into the foliage soon after.

It was only when he was out of earshot of the giants that the adrenaline in his system slowly began to fade, his arm that he usually used to fight with useless, for all intents and purposes. His left hand went to his belt next, freezing as he realized it was empty. Dread pooled in his stomach again and he scrambled to make a shoddy crafting table and a barely put together stone axe to wield in his other hand. 

He limped slowly through the tall and darkening forest, feeling jittery again as he settled down in a cave, shivering in the night air and he fought to stay awake and safe.

He knew those giants were going to be pissed, and they’d easily overpower him like this. He wished, not for the first time that day, that he’d been more prepared. He didn’t know how to reset his arm either, and that was probably going to get him killed. Dream rested his head against the stone cave wall with a sigh, watching the last of the sunlight fade from outside.

He didn’t feel good about his odds.

The Job

Here it is! The first part of my Giant Slayer Dream AU!! Let me know what you guys think and feel free to send in some asks and such!

Warnings for fear, talks of death, mentions of blood, and language

Word Count ~ 1k

Dream was the best manhunter in the realm, his signature smiling mask and green cloak gaining his notoriety in any place he went. With such a reputation, he was overly confident, cocky to the point he’d rolled his eyes and laughed at the prospect of a giant.

His rival was considered to be a giant, and Dream had learned from his loss (though it was a close match) for his next hunt, rolling his eyes at the piglin hybrid’s victorious teasing. He’d taken down a 9 foot target just last week. That so called ‘giant’ was what made him the obvious choice to send after a giant that a fairly isolated village had sent word of.

There wasn’t much to go off of, just mentions of spotting a demonic looking giant on the edge of the village.

“Remember to gather intel when you get there.” Another manhunter called out after him as he headed out. “You don’t want to be caught off guard if you don’t have to be.”

Dream had agreed, but he rolled his eyes with a scoff as he turned away. He didn’t need that. He’d never needed any extra preparation, he was better than that.

So he just set off and travelled through the Nether to get there a bit faster, shifting his pack on his shoulder and keeping his enchanted netherite blade firmly in hand. All he stopped by the village to do was see what direction the giants had been spotted in, but the plains on one side versus a lush forest on the other made it clear enough where the giant might be hiding.

At the very least, if the giant wasn’t in the forest, Dream could find where it went to finish the job. Easy. Piece of cake.

It was only a bit after noon when Dream had entered the forest but it was slowly starting to get dark by the time he made any progress. He was sweating and panting slightly from exertion as he ran toward smoke in the distance. He huffed slightly.

The giant had lit a fire? Didn’t they know they were being hunted? Or was it just an idiot?

Dream decided he didn’t care, It would make it that much easier for him. He steeled himself and charged into the area, squinting his eyes a bit against the brightness of a large bonfire. He oriented himself quickly, scanning the area quickly and faltering as he spotted his target.

It was definitely demonic, true, with its white eyes, black skin, and horns under its red-trimmed cloak. But it was nothing like what Dream was expecting. He definitely understood why there had been so much panic over a giant because it was absolutely massive, maybe a good 70 feet tall or so.

Shit, he thought, shit, I’m not equipped for this what the fuck.

His brain buzzed with panic as the being finally noticed his presence, their eyes locking. The world fuzzed out for a moment and the world stood still. It was broken as the giant spoke.

“Um, hi there.” The voice was a bit higher pitched and definitely more nasally than Dream had been expecting, but the giant made no move to come closer. “Are you lost?”

Dream didn’t answer, just staring incredulously up at the giant. Did he not notice his signature mask? Maybe that meant he could make it out of this alive. Before he had the chance, two other giants emerged from a tent on the other side of the encampment.

“Bad? Who are you talking to?” An accented voice asked as another giant rubbed at his eyes under his white clout goggles. Another voice, a moment later, from one with fluffy black hair and a white bandana: “What’s the famous Dream doing all the way out here?”

Dream took a cautious step back at that, watching through his mask with a pooling feeling of dread in his stomach. He could clearly see the giant processing the situation, eyes flicking to his sword and then to his mask.

And suddenly it must have clicked, and there was a moment of pause.

And then a hand shot toward him and Dream sprang into action, running forward, toward the hand!? his mind screamed in protest. But it paid off as he narrowly avoided the hand and darted under the giant, hearing confused sputters that might have been funny if he wasn’t filled with so much adrenaline.

If he got a bit further, there was a gap between two massive bags that he could get between. Then he’d be back in the forest. He could hide, get away.

But then Clout Goggles placed a boot in front of that exit, nudging him with it and making him fall back, scrambling away from it and colliding with one of the bags. He looked up slowly, following three pairs of legs to three giant faces above him. They mostly looked, well, pissed, frankly. 

But even without them being able to see his face, something must have given away how he was feeling because the demonic one hushed the one with the headband before he could say anything.

“C’mon Sappy Nappy, the muffin looks terrified.” His original target lowered himself to the ground, and Dream wished he could say he was wrong, that he wasn’t scared. But his body’s natural response was to shy away more. “It‘s okay, you can just calm down  and explain why you’re here, okay? I’m sure this is all a misunderstanding.”

And then clawed black hands were palm out, and Dream panicked. Looking back on it later, it was a dumb reaction, but it was also the fighting part of him. So, at the movement, Dream slashed his enchanted blade, the netherite cutting easily through the flesh with a faint sizzling sound. It coated the blade with a sheen of dark blood, a cry of pain erupting from the giant.

Shouts from the giants made Dream’s head pound from the noise and he knew, in that moment, that was was, quite plainly, absolutely fucked.

hey guys! my ask box is open for prompts! you should be able to do them anonymously if you want to also :] !!

rules/requests for those:

• no nsfw

• safe vore or mouthplay are okay, but nothing fatal

• give me a pairing for the prompt :]

• prompts can be a word, phrase, or idea

i hope y’all send some stuff in, i’m very bored right now 😀✌🏻

I hope your finals go well! I know the pain...

And if you're still looking for more prompts, what about a giant child Tommy finding a tiny Phil?

Thank you! Finals went well, my last one was yesterday!! Sorry this took a hot minute but I hope you enjoy <3

Warnings for swearing and fear

Word Count ~ 800

------ Of Giants and Avian Hybrids -------

Phil hadn’t meant to wander so far off the path. In fact, he’d been on his way to meet Techno for lunch.

But when he’d heard what sounded like a child crying, his paternal instincts led him directly toward the sound’s source, shivering a bit in the chilled air, wings puffing up. He came to the entrance of a large cave, hearing the sound of soft whines and teeth chattering.

“Hello?” Phil called into the cave, taking a hesitant step into the darkness. He blinked several times, trying to get his eyes to acclimate to the lack of lighting. “Is anyone there?”

A flash of pale movement in the cave startled Phil back a few steps, but he froze again at the sound of a loud sniffle. He reclaimed the steps as he paced forward slowly. “You alright, mate?”

And suddenly, there was the flash of pale movement again, this time feeling something large brush against him and then retreat. A moment later, there was a weight around his middle and he was in the air.

Phil let out a startled yelp, struggling instinctively trying to pry away whatever was on him. His brain slowly caught up and he froze as his eyes followed the object around him until it met an arm, and then a chest, and then finally a face.

He was in a fucking hand.

The giant holding him was young, maybe 13 based on his looks. But the dirt and grime in his hair and on his face honestly made him look older so he may actually be closer to 10 or 11. Phil’s heart softened in pity, wondering where the child’s family was.

It was replaced by fear pooling in his stomach as the giant reached out and pinched his wing, stiffening completely. The fingers weren’t necessarily rough, but they weren’t gentle either. They pulled a bit until his wing was stretched to its full length at an odd angle.

“Bird?” The voice rang out, echoing oddly in the cave.

The child’s blue eyes were wide in wonder, curiously running a fingertip over Phil’s feathers. He repressed a shudder at the feeling. The child shifted his hold on Phil, pinching his waist uncomfortably between a thumb and his forefinger. He cried out in pain as a fingernail dug a bit harshly into his side.

And then he was shifted, a bit quickly, to be sprawled on his back in a palm. His wings were out, flat against the child’s palm. He shakily sat up, mind and emotions whirring in overdrive. His wings flapped on instinct, brain telling him to run, to get the fuck out of there.

But his heart told him otherwise as he looked up at the kid. He recalled why he’d ventured out here in the first place as he noted how the boy’s eyes watered, looking glossy. He was just a kid.

“I-I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry.” The boy sniffled and Phil melted, quick to reassure and placate him.

“It’s alright, mate! No need to cry, I’m fine, see?” Phil offered lab small smile as he stretched his wings out, heart somehow melting further at the awed gasp he received when the child observed the ombre-like effect his wings created as they got darker toward the bottom. He smiled encouragingly as the kid gave a small smile back. “See? There we go, what’s your name, mate?”

“Tommy.” Phil shifted slightly, body buzzing with uncertainty. But he knew that he wasn’t leaving here without making sure the kid was okay. “Sorry I scared you...”

“No, no, mate, I was just a bit surprised, that’s all.” He reassured, body slowly coming down from its adrenaline high. “I’m Philza Minecraft, but you can just call me Phil.” A moment of silence stretched before he dared to ask, “Why were you crying, Tommy?”

“Wilby said that he was going to get food, but he’s been gone for a few hours.” Tommy grumbled, wiping at his eyes with his free hand. “It’s probably nothing, and I’m being a little bitch, but I don’t want to lose him, I guess.”

Phil’s heart shattered a bit and he shook his head with a soft smile. “It’s okay to be worried, Tommy. Who’s Wilby?”

And they talked for a while, Phil learning a lot about the kid. He was 11, Wilby was actually Wilbur and was Tommy’s older brother. Phil had made the mental decision to adopt both of them, and he belatedly remembered that he had had plans with Techno.

That was okay though. The piglin hybrid would certainly understand.

I had another idea pop into my head haha.. so basically it’s like based around those carnival games or whatever where you can win a goldfish but it’s mini mers instead. That’s about all I have rn but if you have any ideas or thoughts, feel free to send them to my box :]

reblog if you are a SFW/clean G/T blog

i wanna follow more people who post g/t stuff and most of the stuff im finding is porn and nsfw and i’m not really comfortable with that kind of stuff 

so if youre a sfw g/t blog reblog or like this so i can check out your blog

It has now been 2 weeks since Techno's secret has been discovered, and needless to say, it was a huge weight off his shoulders.

He would still drink the potion from time to time, earning a small glare from his friends.

"Come on, it's not because I'm a giant that I have to stop seeing the world from your point of view. Plus I don't have to worry about crushing you or stepping on you everytime."

"Sure… but this better not have anything to do with your fears of rejection because we're humans. Because we told you-"

"-told you it's fine and we don't care and will continue to view you as the same person despite everything. I know." Techno finished with a smile.

And maybe he was still a bit insecure about the whole ordeal. Maybe. But he did his best to push his anxieties aside, and when the potion wore off, he would still hang out with his friends for a couple hours more. So it was progress!

Plus, while hanging with people at his real size, he found much more fun ways to torment his pals.

"Hey, that's not fair!! Give it back!!" Tommy yelled, jumping as high as he could

"Heh, if you want your Juke-box back, just come and grab it~" the giant taunted, dangling the precious object (carefully) a good 30 ft above the human. Wilbur and Phil simply laughed at the scene as Tommy tried to climb on techno's shirt, since he was lying down, only for him to fall back on the ground. ("It always seems so easy in the movies, what the fuck?! That's not fair.") Techno's movements always stopped as soon as he felt the boy trying to climb, and suppressed a laugh as he failed.

After a couple more attempts and laughter, Techno gave back the precious box to Tommy, who held it close to his chest.

"Oohh, my precious, how have I missed you"

"Come on, I only took it for 20 minutes" Techno snorted

"And that's 20 minutes of me being separated from my true love!! How could you" he said, overdramatically.

"What a vile creature I am, truly" he replied, deadpan.

Eventually, the conversation shifted back to random topics. It was nice.

After a moment though, Techno noticed Tommy staring blankly at him, silent. After a couple more seconds, the blond prompted.

"What is it like, to see things from up there?"

Everyone turned to look at Tommy. Techno raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"What's it like, you know? Because you can and have seen things from our perspective, but I don't know what it's like to have your eyes so up high."

Techno was taken aback. Usually they did not really mention their size difference, aside from jokes and nicknames. He felt his throat tightening a bit.

Before he could answer, though, Tommy asked. "Can you show me?"

Immediately, Techno's mind was filled with a thousand possibilities this might go wrong. He tried to mute them down hard.

"Well, sorry to disappoint you buddy, but I don't have any 'growth potion' so I can't really-"

"No, I meant like, you grab me up there." Tommy corrected, very casually.

Techno stepped back "WHAT? Tommy, I can't- … I …"

"What, is it illegal or something?"

Techno could only see thoughts of his friend getting hurt by his carelessness. He never held a human before! Not like that!!

"No, but- … I … what if I grab you too hard, or lift you too fast? Or if you fall?? I-"

"Well I'll tell you if there's something wrong, big man." Tommy reassured. "And don't worry. I'm not made of porcelain."

"I.. yeah, I guess so.." That didn't mean he couldn't get hurt by a giant. But oh well. Tommy seemed dead set on the idea, and no one can make Tommy deviate from his plans.

He swallowed back the lump in his throat and slowly lowered his hand until it was on the ground, next to his friend not bigger than it.

Tommy casually hopped on it as if it was the hundredth time he's done so, and looked at techno with kind eyes.

Carefully, he moved on to a sitting position, and, as he internally screamed for his morbid thoughts to stop, lifted his hand. Tommy lost a bit of balance at first, surprised by the feeling, but was fine the whole way through.

When the hand reached Techno's chest, however, he stopped. Dead still. Tommy's brow furrowed and he lifted his head to see the other's expression.

Techno's mind was frozen. It was one thing to imagine a human in your hand, but it was miles away from actually holding one.

He literally held a whole life in his hand,

and could do so as he pleases… He could do so many horrible things to the boy, who would be powerless to stop him.

And he could protect it. He was like a sanctuary for them to come to. He could wrap himself easily around his humans and keep them safe for as long as he desired…

So much power, simply sitting in his hand…

It was too much

So many thoughts screamed in his ears at once, and he could not focus on anything but the blond boy. He saw his lips moving, but couldn't hear anything.The overwhelming realisation hitting him too hard. So many images, contradicting each other. He could hurt them- protect them- squish them- keep them safe- kill them- make sure no harm came to them- imprison them- bring them to new heights-

"-no. Techno?? Big man what's up?? Come on, talk to us."

With a gasp, he finally regained his senses.

"I-I'msorry, I… I can't- I just can't." He hurriedly put the human back down, with rapid breathing. Before they could ask another question he reached for his potion and drank a good half of it and shut his eyes closed, desperately trying to shut the thoughts with it.

After a few agonizingly long minutes, he opened his eyes and, sighing with relief, registered he shrunk back to a human size. (One he could not hurt his friends with.)

Phil and Wilbur were already at his sides, with Tommy a few steps away.

"What happened, Techno? Are you okay??" Wilbur asked

Techno took a deep breath, and was immensely glad his thoughts quieted down to almost nothing. It was safe now. They were okay.

"Yeah- yeah… I'm fine." He took another deep breath and met Phil's sad expression. Guilt crushed him for a second.

"It's just… it was uhm… a bit too much. I, I didn't realize just how much… how much things it changes…"

Phil and Wilbur looked at each other, confused. Techno wanted to explain further, but the images threatened to flow back. He was stuck.

A mumble from behind broke the three of them out of their trances, and they looked at Tommy, shifting a bit at the sudden attention.

"I'm sorry Techno…" he mumbled again. "I should have known."

Steadily, techno stood up, taking a couple steps towards Tommy, who did not flinch. He let him close the distance, which he did with a strong hug.

"I'm sorry." Tommy whispered to his ear. Techno hugged back, holding the human like a lifeline. "That was probably too much."

"I saw so many things… I could do so many things… I don't want to hurt you" the giant's breath was shaking.

"I know, big man. And I know you won't." Tommy reassured.

"But it's so easy…" techno replied, loud enough that the other two could hear him.

"But you won't. The fact that you stopped the second you realised means that you won't."

Techno held onto the words, thought them back in his head, muttered them like a mantra.

"I won't. I won't. I won't hurt you."

"You won't. You're alright, big man. You're alright."

Slowly, techno let go of Tommy, who did the same.

He turned around and saw his two other friends. Immediately, Wilbur hugged him. He laughed in surprise before hugging back.

He then looked at Phil, and the guilt from before returned again.

"Sorry I took the potion." He mumbled "I wasn't thinking very clearly."

He felt a hand on his shoulder, and suddenly, Philza was smiling at him. A sympathetic, unapologetic, precious smile that only he could manage. "It's alright mate. It's probably scary to be so different sometimes. If you feel like it's better, then I trust you. We'll wait until you're ready."

He swore his eyes were teary, but he couldn't bring himself to care. "Thank you."

"Anytime, mate." Phil replied.

First times often aren't perfect, that's for sure. But one day, he would be confident enough that he could make them see the world from his eyes.

NOT MY FIC, written by the lovely @melissa-s23 pls give them love

"In my defense, I was left unsupervised." Maybe tiny Sapnap with George and Dream? Either they're both human/giant or one of them is also small. (This is giant-tiny-squid's main blog btw)

Sorry this took so long! I hope you like it! Sorry it’s short!

Warnings: Swearing, fear (mentioned)

Word Count ~600

(Story below the cut!)

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“I’m glad you felt comfortable enough to meet Wilbur,” George shifted Dream from cupped palms into one hand as he fished for his keys with his free hand. He slid the key into the door’s lock and pushed the door open, walking up the stairs. “So anyway, I was just-”

The borrower looked up from his place in George’s hand as his human friend cut himself off abruptly. “George, what’s... oh.”

He understood immediately as they walked into view of the kitchen, where he could make out a fluffy black mop of hair amongst the mess. All on the counters were packages of crackers and chips, one of which was open and spilling out on the counter.

“Sapnap, what the fuck?!” George crossed the room quickly, voice irritated as he placed Dream down onto the counter near Sapnap, nudging the latter with a finger. Dream appreciated the gentle nature despite the obvious annoyance. It wasn’t much, but it made Dream feel a lot better about his decision to befriend the human.

“Hey!” Sapnap batted at the finger and took a step away, grin wide and mischievous as he stared up at the human. “In my defense, I was left unsupervised.”

“You said you didn’t want to go!”

“You did say that.” Dream affirmed, shifting his weight and leaning back against a nearby sugar container.

“Well, I- Okay, yeah, you got me there...” Sapnap grumbled, shooting a look at the scattered items on the counter. “But! I got hungry. And Dream has been so buddy-buddy with you that he hasn’t been borrowing like he used to!”

The smile he shot Dream let him know that he was teasing, but it still made him feel guilty. He had been spending a lot of time with George since the human had discovered him. He had been skittish at first, shying away from any of the human’s movements. 

But George’s soft-spoken words and gentle kindness were enough to win him over. It wasn’t long before the two had begun to bantered back and forth, and he had mostly lost any fear of the human. Sapnap, on the other hand, had been unafraid since day one. 

That’s what he said anyway.

“That doesn’t mean you get to make a huge mess in the kitchen.” George reached over Dream for paper towels, taking one with a soft ripping sound. Dream was thankful that the human decided not to comment on the way he ducked away at the fast movement.

Yeah, most of that fear was gone, but quick movements still caught him by surprise.

As George mopped up excess water from the side of the sink, Sapnap let out another loud laugh.

“Serves you right for stealing my best friend, you British bastard.”

George scoffed and shook his head slightly, dropping the slightly damp paper towel on the borrower, the latter sputtering and spitting out curses. “And this is for being a disaster, you little fiend.”

The two of the looked over at Dream, who was doubled over with his signature wheeze laugh. The banter between all of them had been a key part in all of the friendships they’d formed with each other.

“You’re both idiots.” The affectionate smile on his face only grew as Sapnap hurled the damp paper towel at the human/s face. It connected and slid slightly, falling back to the counter with a soft plop. “Let’s just get this cleaned up and then we can supervise Sapnap while we watch a movie.”

Hey guys! Sorry I haven’t written any recently,this isn’t a writing post necessarily because I’m still slammed with finals ahah. But I had an idea about a benchtrio fic with Ranboo as a sizeshifter, even though he mostly stays small, and I kinda thought of it while I was driving and listening to Lemon Demon’s “Eighth Wonder.”

I’ll write more about it later, and I’m gonna disappear back into the void soon but feel free to send asks about it (even though there’s not much here to go off of LMAO). I’m still working on prompts and those should be out soon, just trying to focus on my finals!!

Hey guys! Sorry I haven’t done much recently, just stressed with college finals and such so I’ll get around to answering more asks soon!! Feel free to submit some if you’d like, I’ll get around to them soon :]

For the prompt game, how about Bad finding a tiny Skeppy hiding among some flowers because he's trying to camouflage himself and failing to do so?

This one was fun to do! They have such a fun dynamic to write, so thank you for the ask, and I hope you enjoy <3 

Warning for: language (as always, let me know if I need to add anything here :D)

Word Count ~ 700

More under the cut!!

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When Bad had set out that morning to explore the area by his new home, he hadn’t really expected to find anything interesting. The first thing he noticed and headed toward was a field of flowers near his house, a small smile on the demon’s face as he walked over to it. His white eyes widened as he saw all the vibrant colors of the flowers that stretched across the vast expanse of land.

He set to collecting some of them. They’d certainly do well as decorations for his home. He hadn’t gotten a chance to truly add any personal touch to it yet, and he was excited to at least gather enough flowers for an arrangement. With that in mind, he stooped to pluck a flower, placing it in his other hand. He did that several times, with different flowers of course, and soon had enough for a small bouquet to place in his vase at home. 

He was about to head home when he spotted a flash of blue nearby amongst the green flower stems. Curiosity sparked in him and he crossed the short distance, kneeling quickly, his gaze snapping to a small figure at the soft sound of a frightened gasp.

The demon met the wide eyes of none other than a diamond fairy, and his mouth fell open in shock. 

“Holy muffins,” he breathed, reaching forward on instinct. He drew his hand back immediately as the little guy scrambled back.

“S-Stay away from me, you dick!”

Bad, at the surprising vehemence he could hear behind the fear, recoiled at the harsh language (at least, what he would consider to be ‘harsh language.’ 

“Hey, language!” He protested, but he held his hands up placatingly, ignoring the way his stomach churned as the little fairy flinched. “I’m not going to hurt you, I was just curious. I’m sorry.”

Silence stretched, the tiny being just staring at him with wide eyes. As the awkward air settled around Bad, he found himself talking again.

“I know I can look a little scary,” he began, trying to see how the fairy was reacting to his words. Just a stare so far, one that said yeah, obviously. And that was to be expected; most humans stayed away from him, whether from his demonic appearance, his tall height of 9 feet, or maybe both. “But, I promise that I’m not hre to hurt you or anything. I think I’m a pretty nice muffin. Uh, I’m BadBoyHalo, by the way, but you can just call me Bad, if you want.” Silence again. “Or, just whatever you want, I guess.”

“Whatever I want?” The fairy’s blue face lit up with what could only be described as a devilish grin. At Bad’s nod, it only widened, and there was a sudden air of confidence. “so I could call you... a bitch?”

Bad’s mouth fell open again, eyes wide as he huffed. “Well, maybe not something quite do vulgar, you.... you absolute muffinhead.”

“A muffin... Did you just call me a muffin head?” For a moment, there was silence again. And then The fairy burst into laughter. “Yeah, okay, you’re definitely harmless.” His grin was wide. “And I’m Skeppy, by the way.”

“Oh, nice to meet you Sgeppy,” Bad returned with a polite smile, pronouncing the fairy’s name with more of a ‘g’ sound than a ‘k.’ 

They lapsed into easy conversation, the sun high above their heads. 

“Anyway, I meant to ask,” Bad started at some point, “what were you doing in the flowers? Aren’t diamond fairies typically underground.”

Skeppy laughed, bright little peals of laughter that warmed Bad’s heart. 

“I was hiding.” He responded with the most deadpan, serious expression Bad had seen on that face so far.

“Well, maybe next time you camouflage yourself,  try not being bright blue right by these green flower stems.” Bad teased, scooping the tiny up gently in his hands. 

Skeppy barely reacted, apparently comfortable enough around the demon to simply fall limp with a groan. 

“Thanks for your constructive criticism, Bad.”

“Anytime, you little blue muffinhead.”

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Woah I wrote more than I had been expecting haha. Let me know what you think and feel free to submit more asks! These are a lot of fun to write :D

I want to do something like this too!! Feel free to send in some asks!!

Prompt Game!

I want to do a prompt game of sorts. I am going to write small drabbles/scenarios for you guys! Just send in an ask with a prompt/starter sentence and a character or two with what sizes you want them to be (because why wouldn’t I make this gt?)

I will do my best to write a small thing for all of them! 

Aw thank you!!! That means a lot to hear <33

Giant Dream is Scared of Humans Sapnap and George

Hey! This is a little story thing based on this post by @giant-tiny-squid! 

I thought that it was a super interesting concept and I wrote a little more than I probably should have haha! Anyway here it is!

Warnings for: fear and swearing (I think that this is it, but please let me know if I missed anything!

Word count  ~1700 words

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Giant Dream is Scared of Humans Sapnap and George

Hey! This is a little story thing based on this post by @giant-tiny-squid! 

I thought that it was a super interesting concept and I wrote a little more than I probably should have haha! Anyway here it is!

Warnings for: fear and swearing (I think that this is it, but please let me know if I missed anything!

Word count  ~1700 words

When Sapnap and George had set out to visit the Badlands on the other side of the forest, it had been a nice and sunny day. They’d been laughing and cutting up with each other, banter passing easily as they walked along the forest. Sunlight danced through the leaves and provided a pleasant atmosphere as they travelled. But about a fourth of the way through the forest, they could see dark storm clouds gathering in the sky at an alarming pace. They decided to pick up their own pace as well, hoping they would make it through the forest or that the rain would simply pass them so they could make it through the forest safely. Like most things regarding these two, it didn’t go their way. “Holy shit!” George let out a startled exclamation as boom reverberated to the forest, loud and quick to follow the flash that preceded it. Sapnap let out a sharp laugh, nudging George’s shoulder. The armor they wore made a clinking sound as it connected. “Awwww, is Georgie scared of a little thunder?” “Shut up,” George’s cheeks turned a bit red as he shouldered Sapnap back, “let’s just keep moving and try to find some shelter.” A few moments later, it started to pour down heavy rain, and they were soaked. The both of them room out their weapons as mobs began to spawn, George with a sword and Sapnap with an axe. It wasn’t long before they spotted a cave ahead and made their way to it, trying to shake off the water that dripped from them. “That was crazy! That came out of nowhere, like, holy muffins.” “You’re starting to sound like Bad.” Sapnap chuckled, playfully rolling his eyes. “And seriously? You wanna talk about the weather of all things?” “What else would we even talk about? This dark cave?” George retorted. “Well, if you want to talk about the weather, I guess I could just make fun of you for your fear of thunder.” “What? No, it just caught me off guard.” “Sure,” Sapnap dragged it out with a smirk, not noticing how George went stiff. “I mean, seriously—“ “Sapnap, I—“ “No George, seriously, thunder? I mean I get if it was—“ “Sap—“ “Why do you keep trying to interrupt me? You know—“ “SAPNAP!” His voice echoed around the cave and Sapnap fell silent, finally following George’s gaze further into the cave. Right where they could see the silhouette of a giant. They couldn’t see much, just barely able to make out that it was likely male. Their attention was taken up by what little of him they could make out. But even then, they couldn’t see much other than a white smiling mask that covered a good bit of his face. There was a beat where no one moved, simply staring at each other, everyone in the cave tense. Anxiety pooled in the humans’ guts, intimidated by the being that could easily overpower the two hunters. And then lightning flashed, and oh. Oh. He was massive. And he was moving. As soon as there was any sign of movement from the giant, the humans let out a startled shout, Sapnap moved protectively in front of George, raising his axe defensively. But to their shock, the giant had moved further away from them. Not that there was much further he could go anyway from them; the cave itself wasn’t insanely large to begin with. The humans were stock-still, feeling confused as hell. Wasn’t the giant upset that they were in his cave, or whatever? Instead, as they examined the massive being not too far across the cave from them, George was first to notice how wide the green eye, which was just barely visible to them behind that smiling mask, was. The giant was... scared? But why, he was so much bigger and could easily defeat anything, so why...? Another flash of lightning was followed by a crash of thunder, which was then followed by a whine from the giant. George’s eyes softened. He must be scared of thunder. “Hey it’s okay, big guy.” He ignored the warning that Sapnap hissed under his breath as he stepped closer to the giant. His heart ached as the giant pressed himself further against the wall. “Thunder can be a bit scary sometimes. I know.” Sapnap, while George had though that the giant was scared of thunder, had connected the dots a bit better. He’d seen the way the giant eyed them and their weapons. And now that the giant was shying away from George of all people only further solidified that for him. Sapnap took a hesitant step forward to test his theory, the giant’s eyes snapping over to him at the movement. “Are you...” he licked his lips, his mouth suddenly dry.  “Are you scared of us?” He was met with a whimper from the giant, and Sapnap shifted his grip on the axe as the giant moved slightly. “Don’t hurt me.” The giant pleaded, green eye wide and watery with fear. Fear of the humans. “Please leave.” Now, both humans were utterly confused, especially George. However, their thought processes were a bit different on the situation. George wanted to immediately reassure the giant that they weren’t going to hurt him and was hoping he could convince him to let them stay. He himself was wary of being there with the giant, but it didn’t seem like he meant them any harm. Besides, there wasn’t really anywhere they could go. With the storm and mobs outside, it wouldn’t be a smart move to leave the cave. Sapnap, on the other hand, was thinking about how they could use the giant’s fear to their advantage. They could have a guard for the night, maybe longer. And that would mean that George would be safe. Unfortunately for the giant, Sapnap spoke first. “We won’t.” He told the giant, watching closely as the being seemed to relax a bit. “If,” and just like that he was tense again “you let us stay here tonight and keep us safe. And take off the mask.” “I—uh. Yeah, for sure, uh, deal, deal.” The giant was quick to agree, licking his lips as the slipped the mask off of his face. This, he hesitated with quite a bit, but he seemed to accept defeat as he removed it, revealing a lightly freckled face with a few scars. “Sapnap,” George hiss under his breath, “what are you doing?” “Just trust me.” He returned with a small smirk, looking back up to the giant and clearing his throat. His voice was louder as he addressed the giant again. “Tell us about yourself.” “I, uh, of course!” And just like that, desperate words began to spill out of his mouth. “I’m Dream. There’s not much to say about me, really. I just live out here. Well, not here here, but, uh I got caught out in the storm. That’s about it.” Dream was met with silence and chewed on his lip anxiously. He continued to ramble on, breathing picking up a bit as one of the humans shifted closer. The one with the sword, his mind helpfully informed him. “A-and I’m alone now and I won’t bother you if you leave or just let me leave and-and I haven’t hurt anyone, I swear, and so you don’t need to kill me. Or tell anyone about me. Or-or send anyone to hunt me down, just please.” This eyes were wide, and earnest, and damn his face was just so expressive. It made guilt worm it’s way into the humans’ hearts. “Woah, hey, nobody’s hurting or killing anyone.” Dream’s eyes snapped to the one with the sword. The one with the accent. “Why would you think that? Is that why you’re...afraid of us?” George looked up at the giant with big eyes, following the giants a panicked gaze to his sword and then to Sapnap’s axe. Realization finally clicked and he tucked it away, urging Sapnap to do the same. “Wha—George!” He whined. “Sapnap,” George warned. “But, I really think that—“ “Sappitus. Nappitus.” He was met with a groan before the other finally out his axe away, raising his hands and walking a bit further away to sit on a rock, murmuring under his breath. “Don’t worry about him,” George offered a small smile up at the giant, heart warming a bit at the tentative smile he got in return. “He’s just really protective of his friends. But you’re not going to hurt us. Are you?” Dream quickly shook his head. “No, and, uh, if you let me leave—“ “No.” George backtracked at the look on the giant’s face, and he shivered as a gust of wind blew into the cave and chilled his still-soaked body. “No, no, I just mean that we should all stay. You were here first, but me and Sap wont be safe if we leave either. Maybe we can work something out? I’m George, by the way.” He ignored the way his heart hammered as Dream hesitantly leaned closer, or tried to anyway. He still took an instinctive step back, and he could see something akin to recognition flashed in those big green eyes. “You’re scared of me too.” Dream breathed, the warmth washing over George. It took everything in him not to back away from the giant more as the breath gently ruffled his hair. He gave a slow nod, waiting for the giant’s reaction.

Would he realize that he could simply get rid of them? But... no, Dream just offered a small smile to the human and a soft, considering hum. “Uh, obviously.” Sapnap had stood up from where he was sitting, watching the scene carefully. “You’re kind of huge, dude. That’s why I didn’t want to put my axe away.” The three of them dissolved into a conversation, hesitantly at first and then getting a bit more comfortable as they worked out the details of their time in the cave. They came to the decision that they’d all stay for the night and then part ways, and they’d light a fire to warm up the drenched humans. “Wait, wait,” Dream was saying, choking back laughter as he shifted a bit closer to the humans by the fire. They were comfortable enough around each other now, but he still moved slowly, cautiously. “You guys were bashing me for being afraid of humans, who could kill me if they tried, but Georgie here is scared of thunder?” “Exactly!” Sapnap’s grin was wide as he laughed. “And he wonders why I teased him for it.” “Shut up!” George groaned, rolling his eyes. “I’m not scared of thunder. And even if I was, like, it’s loud and lightning can hit you.” The three bickered for a bit before they fell asleep. And if the humans came back after the storm had cleared? Well, no one needed to know that, did they?

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And there it is! let me know what y’all thought, and feel free to send my asks if you want! my box is open :D

I love this idea so much! Is it okay if I wrote a Drabble about the first scenario? I wanted to ask before I wrote anything but if not that’s okay too <3

I’ve seen a couple of posts talking about reversing tropes and making the giant be scared of the tiny and I honestly LOVE that so here are a few of my ideas with mcyt characters.

George and Sap are wandering through the woods (fantasy au? idk) and there’s a storm so they hide in a cave. Turns out there’s a literal giant in the cave; instead of the giant being pissed like they were expecting, though, he’s very clearly scared of them. They follow him deeper into the cave and he’s too nervous to try running around them. Eventually they’re able to convince giant Dream that they don’t mean any harm and they won’t be bringing other humans here to kill him or anything like that.

Tiny demon Bad. He wouldn’t be scary for very long, but Skeppy would definitely be nervous about the literal demon he accidentally summoned, especially since Bad is a bit grumpy about Skeppy not knowing how to dismiss him and let him leave.

Borrower Dream who stabs the absolute shit out of Sapnap when he’s first caught. Sapnap and George are then terrified of the little man living in their home, acting like he’ll stab them if he gets anywhere near them, and when Dream realizes this he takes advantage of it lol

Tiny George who is actually some kind of mushroom fae. Dream stumbles across him and is curious but doesn’t mean any harm; George, however, is nervous and creates a weak mind-controlling mushroom (like the kind that can control insects, sorta) and manages to make Dream leave. Or maybe he makes one with paralyzing spores and makes it so Dream can’t move, then threatens to stab him a bunch or poison him if he doesn’t leave. Dream leaves, and he’s very spooked but also insanely curious, so he’s dumb enough to return.

Tiny Blob Dream but he’s basically a vacuum cleaner and he just eats all the hunters’ weapons and gear and then spits out arrows and potions at them to chase them off.

Tiny Sapnap who can just set whatever he wants on fire. George finds him (maybe he lives in the Nether?) and tries to pick him up but Sapnap just sets him on fire lol eventually George and Dream are able to convince him that they’re friendly, but they’re understandably wary about being set on fire.

Just a few fun ideas <3 Thanks for reading!

I made a G/t size calculator!

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Here’s what I have for an au I might write soon...

•renowned “man hunter” hired to take care of a supposed giant

•plot twist bitch they’re HUGE and there’s more than one

•BBH, Sap, and George as giants btw

•dream is overtly cocky and doesn’t do any research, so mans runs into this expecting someone like 7 ft tall

•honey no they’re like easily 70 feet tall (maybe taller)

•he goes into attack them blindly, tracking the camp from the smoke he can see, stumbling on their camp and freaking tf out at the sight of three giants surrounding a gigantic fire

•they surround him and are angry as they see his weapons and everything, but Bad sees how terrified the little muffin looks and tries to reassure him

•it doesn’t work

•as he reaches forward to try to gently soothe him, Dream attacks

•the blade is netherite and enchanted, and Bad pulls his hand away with a hiss

•Sap and George try to get him too but he’s able to get a few more hits in and it’s kind of impressive honestly. But he eventually gets snatched up by Sap. He looks PISSED.

•Dream is panicking but he deflects with some snark and he gets squeezed a bit too tight

•normally this would be a huge no-no for the giants, and Bad would usually stop Sap from going to the extent of physical harm, but he’s off with George now tending to their surprisingly deep wounds

•Dream bites at the hand around him enough to be able to quickly shift and grab his sword, stabbing the hand around him harshly

•he gets dropped and lands badly on his ankle, letting out a pained gasp but he doesn’t have time to focus on that. He uses the adrenaline to keep him going and ignore the pain, managing to get away from the giants and hide in a nearby cave

•it’s not until then that he realizes that his sword is gone, so the giants must still have it

•all he has for now is his stone axe to defend himself and there are three angry giants looking for the man

What do y’all think? :0

Hey guys! This is my first time writing on tumblr but I wanted to just make a place to write some mcyt g/t.

Please send me asks! I’m good with anything mcyt gt as long as it isn’t nsfw and I’m not a huge fan of writing vore but I will write mouthplay and such :D