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an old comic i found! clumsiness follows daisy everywhere 🌼😭

blissy gets a new home? >< 🤍

more lazy gt doodles ft. blissy! my lil porcelain doll oc~

gift art for @aceandpals hope u dont mind!! i love berolt aaa~ 🥺✨

gentle giantess

her name is snow~ 🤍

continuation of this comic! im really loving these two so far eee ♡ ;u;

"blissy is a porcelain doll who lived at an antique shop for many years hoping to be given a home, she's very resourceful and spent most of her time grabbing scrap fabrics to make herself a pretty dress and collecting spare parts to look presentable as possible, even bandaging her cracks and shining her skin. one fateful day her wish came true! and a young lady took her home"

the butterfly princess 🦋

youve heard of g/t royalty but have you heard of a g/t royalty love triangle? (lol)

hope you like them i love them so far eee!

a loooong gt scenario cus I was thinkin bout it!

ok so the sick and nursing back to health trope is hands down my FAVORITEEEE I EAT IT UP EVERY TIMEEE 💗💗💗 I just neeeeed to talk about it

especially when it's a tiny with their crush!! the tiny already feeling woozy under normal circumstances by just being around their crush, heart beating, face flushed,, and then suddenly- you catch a cold; now adding the feeling of being weak and helpess around the person you admire [which sends you into a flurry of embarrassment] AND becoming a little delirous that it almost feels like a dream. falling ill so suddenly because your small size makes you more seceptable to tempature and airborne illness, such that you stumble as you cough and shiver, nearly toppling over, but they catch you right in time. now requiring care and physical nuturing immediately. and you are whisked away, scooped into their arms, their gigantic fingers wrapped around you. you can feel each enormous booming footstep in your soul, and you hear their heart beating loudly as they run faster to get you inside

they tuck you in a soft bed and speak to you softly, the softness still being a loud whisper that travels your while body which makes you tingle, so you pull up your blanket up to your eyes to quickly hide your embarrassment. they don't leave your bedside for long, always checking up on you, bringing you cold towels and warm soup; lifting your head to help you eat and lowering you back down so gently that you can feel the softness of their fingertip as it presses into your neck- your heartbeat now beating twice as fast from both the fever and there face being so close to yours, the stomach pain now twice as much as you get butterflies if they so much as graze there finger across your forehead to check your temperature.

then the drowsiness that comes after the initial symptoms, your exhausted from the fluttering feelings, weak limbs, and constant coughing that the flustered feeling is now turning into a lulling fever dream~ you feel safe now, you grab there finger unknowingly as you drift to sleep, and saying nonsensical things in your sleep and making little noises throughout the night, and maybe cough occasionally

and they are absolutely smitten. They almost can't contain themselves; struggling to keep quiet and let them rest and recover, worrying about every little sound or movement. just want to hold you close and never let you go. seeing you so helpess and dependent is somehow so cute- thinking how they always want to be there for you in times like this, to cherish you and nurture them for every second of every day and make evey bit of you feel loved, even when your whole body aches

and I uhh.. whoops I got carried away bgfdjvgnd can you tell its my favorite!? I will take every excuse to put my ocs in this scenario it's just toooo cuuute OH and this also works with a like major injury, like -the hurt trope- in general its my bread and butter 🥺

anim practice 🤍

not the best but, thats why we practice <33

ref sheets for my princess-fantasy oneshot, you can see more of them here

pleaseeee give me more scenarios to put them in i need inspiration! :') ♡

daisy & melon! 🌼🍉

must be hard being sad, at such a liddol size 🥺

waking up the princess~ 🥺 smol sketch

thinkin about how laughter is contagious- and giant laughter would be very contagious !

sitting next to this big bass, of loud, concert levels of sound of just, pure happiness after laughing at a silly lil joke they read? you'd be bounced up and down like on a bouncy castle just from their chuckling, or feel the warmth coming from their face & body because of how funny it was, like cmonnn youd have to smile super hard and laugh along!! even though the loudness of their voice might be startling or a bit scary at first- the overwhelming amount of joy would be hard to ignore! their smile literally the size of a mile to a tiny. oh! and especially if they're trying to hide their own giggles and cover their mouth to stop laughing- but thatd be impossible to hide from a tiny, who would pester them till no end until they told them what had them in hysterics, the way you'd only see their happy eyes holding back tears of joy as they struggle to tell you just what was so hilarious, the tiny bursting into laughter aswell just from their attempts to be serious and form a sentence, ugh! so cute!!!!

those are my g/t thinky thoughts for today ty

hii still new to this i jst wanted to introduce myself!

hi my name is anzu but you can call me erin im a 14 year old and i adore g/t content! (sfw).

im a writer and a reader, i love music i sometimes get very lazy or busy so dont expect the best i love music, nails, hair and more im a really chill person and love to talk sometimes.

please feel free to ask me anything!🫶🏻💗

heyy this will be my first post. It isn't very much sorry but I hope you enjoy it!

wrd count: 1.3k

⚠️ fearplay warning!!!⚠️

Tiny Issue

Chapter 1

Julian took a role as a teacher at a giant school, he didn't know it was a giant school. Now, he was going to struggle with half the stuff he was going to teach, and he was going to have trouble getting the kids to listen to him, since they weren't going to take him seriously. He was a size-shifter, so if he shifted into a giant every few hours for class, he should be fine.

And on break, he could shrink down for the time being and, hopefully, no one would figure out that he was a size-shifter. His first day in the school all went well. Most of the students were on task and respectful. He enjoyed it so far, besides one student. They were so disrespectful and slept during class. He would give him lunch detention, but then he wouldn't have his shrinking time.

A few months went by, and he loved school! Until, one day, a teacher complained he wasn't giving a proper punishment to Kyle, and if he didnt start giving him detention, he'd tell the principal, getting him fired, so he had no choice but to do so. During the middle of class, Kyle had walked in late, and Julian got ready to lecture him. Julian stood up and glared at Kyle “Kyle, you now have detention with me.” he said sternly and Kyle rolled his eyes.

“How come you're giving me it now, but you never did before?” Kyle yelled clearly annoyed “Because I tried to give you chances. You messed that up, and I'm tired of you taking advantage of it. Stay after class.” Kyle groaned and went to his seat to go fall asleep.

~!After class!~

Julian didn't think this should be that bad. The kid practically sleeps all day! He sat at his desk grading papers, until he was sure Kyle was asleep. He peeked, and the boy looked like he was sleeping, so he took his chances. He shrunk, climbing down the chair in case the boy was awake and assumed he went out for a minute. He went under his desk; it was one that didn't show from the other side so he should be good.

After a few minutes of relaxing, Julian heard Kyle rise from his seat. He thought he was just going to leave, but instead, it's like Julian’s life was cursed. Kyle walked to his desk and sat on the spinning chair. He heard clicks, and he froze. He needed to stop him either way, small or not, he shouldnt touch my stuff!

Julian stood up, trembling at the large boots in front of him. He walked forward, and tugged at the boy's pant leg. “Kyle Richardson, I know you're not touching my stuff!!” He yelled, crawling from out of the desk, and grew he pulled him out of his seat, glaring at him as the boy just watched in shock. “Holy shit, were you just an inch tall, or something?!” Kyle yelled, and stared at Julian “I don't know what you mean.” He said sitting down with an evil grin stretched across his lips. “Now go back to your seat, you sound crazy.” Julian said.

The next couple of days, Julian brought coffee to school for energy incase Kyle tried to stalk him to see if Julian was actually small. After those days, he was in the clear again.. At least he thought he was.. A week passed by, and he thought he was clear, until Kyle walked into his room and sat down. “I'll take my detention here, if you don't mind. Julian was so tired he barely got to sleep last night. Having him in here, he could accidentally shrink..

“Uhm Kyle, you know you don't have detention. Why are you here?” He said, glaring at him. This boy was ruining his whole routine. “Oh, but I think I deserve it. I've been very bad lately,” Kyle said, smirking. He wondered what the boy was up to, but shrugged it off “Fine, but be quiet.'' Julian said while pulling out a stack of papers what was he supposed to do?! He had no coffee on him, which was awful.

While he was grading papers, Kyle got up sitting at a desk more in the front. Julian ignored it, and black dots slowly filled his vision, but he shook it away. He groaned, and just as he started falling asleep again, he shrunk right then and there! Kyle quickly got up and looked in the leathery seat “I knew I wasn't crazy!” He yelled and grinned. He started spinning the chair to make him dizzy, and Julian soon passed out.

Julian slowly woke up. It was pretty dark, and he felt around as much as he could. It felt like denim? He groaned, then suddenly all the memories flashed back. He started screaming for someone, and he was pulled out of a pocket. He froze as he was brought up to a pair of two beautiful emerald eyes. He stared back in silence, and realized it was Kyle. “Kyle, put me down this instant!!” He yelled, super tense. Kyle did so, and dropped him on a wooden desk. He hit his head hard, and sat up. He tried growing, but it's like every time he tried, nothing worked. He looked at his neck, and his eyes widened, seeing a collar around his neck.

“What the fuck, Kyle?!” He yelled, terrified, and began to tremble. “What's wrong, Mr. Heart, you're not scared, are you~?” He said calmly, and poked at Julian, who just flinched. “Awe, what happened to the calm and confident Mr. Heart. Actually, can I call you Julian, instead?” Julian stared at him, and backed away before being picked up “I went through your computer.” Julian paused, feeling stupid “Well, what the fuck do you want with me?!”

Kyle began to smile. “Nothing. This is just a punishment for lying.” Julian glared at him. He was getting tired of these jokes “Okay, that's enough, kid. I need to get home. I have a life too, you know!?” He screamed, and squirmed out of his hand, falling in his lap, standing up to climb down his pant leg, but he didn't have time, so he just jumped.

He started running, terrified. He made it under the desk, and hid there. Kyle got to his knees, and peeked under, annoyed, and tried to reach for him.

Julian hissed in pain as his leg began to bleed, he’d just hurt himself jumping from that far of a distance. Running only made it worse, luckily kyle wasn't smart enough to move the desk he backed into a coroner scared for life. Hot tears began to form in his eyes as the pain in his leg only gotten worse when julian wasn't paying attention to anything but his leg he didn't realize kyle had grabbed him until he was already in his fist

Kyle looked pretty mad but didnt do anything, silently putting him in his pocket again he groaned as he was shoved in. Julian’s leg still hurt so he just ignored Kyle and started using his coat to wrap his wound.

~!Later!~

Tears poured down his face, he tried not to pay attention to his wound. He started yelling when he was being grabbed from the pocket. He was brought back to kyles cold eyes. They slowly led down to his leg “Ah your hurt.”

he rolled his eyes before throwing him down onto the desk, “maybe if you listened you wouldn't be hurt.” Kyle hissed slamming his hand to the table, letting a small smirk spread. “How about a game,” grinning before grabbing his leg. Kyle dangled Julian in the air before grabbing some pin tacks. Kyle held him upright, using the pin tacks to pin him to his billboard.

kyle sat down and grinned, poking him with the pencil as he squirmed around. “Soon you’ll be fired and forgotten forever, therefore you will be with me.”

Julian froze, hearing those words left him speechless. He continued to struggle, looking back into his kidnappers' emerald eyes knowing he was doomed.

hey hey i was wondering if anyone would like to rp im pretty bored (g/t rp mxm platonic n romantic)

IF you would like to rp or just chat you can add me on discord

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this sketch was a from a very long time ago im ngl-- this was from a drawing of a very early development of my oc, connor, being manhandled by a giant..whomp whomp.. he's still one of my main oc's today ngl, and i'm writing a story with him featured as the mc right now -- i have loads of art of him that i will probably post more of icl :) except frequent art dumps!!

havent post in a little bit sorry for that!! anywho drawing featuring two ocs damien + briar!!

i have loads of g/t art sitting in my drafts that im just too social anxiety to post considering most of my posts flop😭😭AUGHHR lmk if i should start posting more!!

Just realized the next chapter will have no g/t in it... but its a shorter chapter, only like 800 words I think so hopefully that makes up for the lack of g/t in my g/t story

Finally chapter six of inhuman, unfortunately I couldn't find a way to squeeze any g/t into this chapter, but, new perspective and new characters are introduced in this new addition, enjoy!

Chapter six,

Damien

Im three hours into the thirteen hour flight from venice italy to vancouver canada, and each passing second im more tempted to knock out the pilot, take the wheel and break most of the air traffic safety rules.

It took me ten years to find my sister, and I hired the two most idiotic men to retrieve her. I would've done it myself if it weren't for the fact that I was in Europe when I got the notification that she was still in the same town we grew up in.

I knew my father wasn't an idiot when it came to where he put his labs, he strategically places them in old worn abandoned buildings so that they're not on the government's radar. Unfortunately for him, I'm not as stupid as the government and was able to find isabelle.

Granted it took me ten years, but I know for a fact that she's still alive and not too injured. I know for a fact that she's going to have a lot of changes due to the unique nature of our fathers experiments, but it won't be anything I cant reverse.

I was seventeen when Isabelle was taken to the lab. My mother and father came home that day to tell me about what they had done, and informed me that I was going to be taken there as well. Not for the same reason as my sister though, they wanted me to start visiting the labs so I could learn what I would be in charge of after they passed. Of course when I protested their reaction was not what i was expecting. Instead of the usual violence and threats on my life, they said something a hundred times worse.

They had threatened to use Isabelle for tests that the subjects were not meant to survive.

With how They had gone into detail about the different ways they could make her death slower and more agonizing, I knew I didn't have much of a choice but to force other innocent children into the same sick fate that hundreds have been put through due to my parents. In a way I'm just as bad as they are, I couldn't find another way to save my sister and instead hurt dozens of others just like her, And I don't even know if I truly saved her at all.

Nine more hours into the flight I'm tempted to just grab a parachute and jump out of the plane window.

I refrain however, I don't think the other passengers would appreciate a sudden loss of pressure in the cabin. The last hour of the flight Is always the longest and I feel like now Is worse than ever.

I sigh for what feels like the millionth time since I boarded the plane, and I only sigh louder when the baby I'm sitting ten seats in front of starts wailing once again. Anyone who brings a baby on a plane should at least have the decency to be able to keep it quiet. Yet another sigh escapes my lips as I unbuckle my seatbelt and make my way over to the women holding the baby, my expression carefully folded into an expression that masks the annoyance that is building inside my core.

Once I reach her seat, and see the baby's little face scrunched up with tears running down his face, alongside a clearly exhausted mother who looks like she hasn't gotten a wink of sleep in the last week. I tap her shoulder and her eyes meet mine, the dark circles under her eyes abundantly clear. “Excuse me miss, I don't mean to be rude,” I tell her in my customer service, and I hold out the small blue stuffed bear that I keep with me for situations like this, “but would your child want this to help him calm down?” the baby in question stops its blubbering and begins to make grabby hands at the toy, and his mother accepts the toy with a grateful smile and I leave before she can initiate any small talk.

Once the plane has landed, I waste no time grabbing my bags and calling a taxi to take me to the very odd address I was given by the idiots I hired. Since I was in such a rush to leave Italy, I only packed three bags to take with me. One for essentials, one for my equipment, and one for Isabelle's things that I managed to get my hands on after my parents threw them all out. The cab driver is a young man in his twenties, he seems tired and based on his expression I assume he's not really one of those chatty drivers i hate.

I lean back and pull out my phone, a simple black burner phone that I use to contact anyone involved in my less than legal life. After scrolling through the seemingly never ending list of contacts before finally coming across the one i need. I click the call button and bring the phone to my ear. Once I hear the voice on the other end of the phone, I speak before they have a chance to take a breath. “You have twenty minutes.”