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Hi all, i apologise for being dead on here for a minute, i had to switch devices because im an idiot and had difficulty signing back into my accounts... By the time all this was handled it was quite a bit past g/t july but im not waiting a damn year to post this!!

This will be split into a few more parts (2 or 3, havent written it all yet) cause I went insane with the ideas lol, enjoy cringe ass celeb crush fic👍

Wish you were Gay✨ pt 1

Screaming and bright lights drown out kayla's shouts as the star excitedly hops around the stage, hyping up the crowd and enjoying herself.

Goddamn she was incredible, her voice and happy energy was part of what made Billie her favorite singer. Kayla shouted the words happily along with everyone as the lights strobed, the crowd cheered and danced and she felt herself succumbing to the music and the bounce of the crowd.

A shout from the mid center of the crowd, seeming more frightened than excited, tore some peoples attention away for a moment. Kayla didnt notice, being caught up in the angelic voice, but someone was holding a gun.

Security hadn't ignored the strange shouting, jumping into the crowd, they raced to subdue the potential assailant.

The music stopped as the band realised the danger and started to run backstage. The frantic crowd followed their lead, screaming and cramming themselves towards all possible exits.

"No! You will be mine!! Billiiiie!!" the (probably drunk) fanatic shouted, they pointed the gun at the stage, starting to aim, but as they pulled the trigger a guard leaped onto them, tackling them and shifting their aim away from Billie, and right into the crowd.

Kayla was blinded by a flash of bright white light hitting her square between the eyes.

And then everything went to hell.

Kayla felt herself fall a short distance, hitting the ground on her hands and knees with an "oof"

She could hardly see and her ears were ringing, the disorientation made trying to get out of the theater, the logical next step, quite impossible.

She sat (read: flopped) down on the sticky floor, surprised that she had enough room to do so.

the ringing subsided and she could hear the panicked shouts of hundreds of people tromping around her.

As she started to regain sight, she was horrified to see a stampede of impossibly large people whizzing past, shoes the size of busses flew above her head, and she shrieked as an enormous tread barely missed her.

Panicked, kayla rushed to the most clear spot she could find, what was apparently right under her seat.

Everything around her was enormous, the metal chair she'd been sitting at could support a whole building, the house lights had turned back on and were almost blinding her, the sounds were so loud they could deafen someone, kayla was even more glad she had worn ear protection.

But the people were the most terrifying, they moved erratically trying to escape like trapped rats, crowds could already kill people at normal size, kayla felt sick imagining what they could do to her.

With that thought she heard a harsh scraping of metal against the ground before something hit her in the face and chest, hard.

Vague senses surround the shrunken girl, her chaotic surroundings hurt her head and the ringing in her ears returned, she knows she should try and stay awake, stay... nooo...

Kaylas body hits the sticky concrete, and she lies there, hardly aware of anything thats going on until...

Cold...

" mmmm..." kayla groans, she can feel something cold and sticky coating her body.

Opening her eyes she can see lots of the crowd has cleared out, though a few remain by the doors to try and catch the drama, a few officers are inspecting the area around kayla. In her state; dazed, scared and also apparently drenched in blue rasberry slushie, she r e a l l y doesnt want to be seen by normal sized people-

Lucky to be on the ground floor and not having to climb down any steps, kayla starts to make her way towards the stage where nobody is walking.

Sneaking under the metal chairs, her shoes stick to the ground with every step. She can vaguely hear the police chatter though she isn't really paying attention.

"no shots fired", "none injured" they say.

She makes it to the fence blocking off the stage, climbing easily through the holes in the wire, she hears more chatter.

" no, listen, I saw some wierd light shit come out of that thing, check the footage or something, I dont want anyone hurt."

Kayla recognised that voice...

"no, dude, I can pack up my own mic, they're gone, I'm 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦" the voice replied to someone Kayla couldn't hear.

She feels the tremors behind her as something, no - some 𝘰𝘯𝘦- jumps off the stage, landing right behind her. Kayla jumps and squeaks, then covers her mouth hoping she didnt alert them to her-

Eep!-

Something grabs kayla from behind, she is trapped by something soft that lets off a natural heat. Slowly making the connection she realises its someones 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴.

Squealing she begins to struggle before being tucked away somewhere dark, being deposited into a soft fabric pouch. It hugs her body tight as her back sinks deeper in.

She grasps desperately at the fabric, sticking to it a bit, and starts to frantically climb before she hears a 𝘻𝘪𝘱 .

"no! No, no please-"

Something presses firmly onto the small girl, scilencing her cries as she is squished against the warmth of the giant body.

Kayla ceases her struggles, reduced to shaking in the little pocket prison as she is jostled around. She cant even tell where they are for a while until her confinement plummets as they sit down. The rumbling of an engine starts and Kayla infers that they are in a car.

She was being taken somewhere new, somewhere she wouldnt get back home from even if she escaped, at least, not at this size.

God, what had happened to her? the dull aching of her head and limbs told her this was no dream, she could even feel the pulsing pressure on her brain. There was no possible chance she had... actually shrunk? right? But....

She remembered, the crowds, the pulsing lights, the cosmic horror that the crowded theatre had become, reducing her to a bug amongst screaming children at play.

It was all too vivid to be simply imagined...

She shivered again, they hadnt even noticed her.... How was she even still alive... And would she be kept that way? she could only hope and pray the derranged maniac who caused this didnt wish her harm. If that was even the person who had her... Were they caught? She had been too focused on getting to the safety of the stage that she hadnt even cared about who mightve been around her.

That voice though...it... It couldnt be , that would be too cliché wouldnt it? Being taken captive by your celebrity crush...

Gah- these stupid thoughts werent helpful... Kayla refused to give up now, she needed to know where the hell they were going so she could find a way to escape-

As if on cue, the car slows to a stop. The small girl hears the doors open and feels her captor step outside.

Their brisk pace pins her to their warm body, making her sweat. Thankfully they step into somewhere with AC.

The opening and slamming of a door makes kayla jump.

𝘡𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘱

She pales at the sound, her fingers clenching and face scrunching as the dark pocket fills with light.

The girls eyes begin to adjust to the light.

And finally, she can see the unmistakable face worriedly looking over her.

"Ah-I- y-you're - wha-" Kayla's words stumble over eachother as she tries to comprehend her insane situation.

"hey"

That voice, rich and raspy and sweet, it almost calms the awestruck girl with its lightheartedness.

(im literally so g a y for her you guys please-)

Billie reaches in, plucking the trembling girl out of the pocket. Kayla lets out a small squeak but does not resist.

Placing the tiny girl into the center of her palm, billie looks confused and concerned as kayla backs up into curled fingers.

"Are you... Ok?"

NOT Wholesome Relationships in GT

this is basically another entry in random GT thoughts: I always hear about how ppl would love to have a tiny/giant S/O in the, how their relationship would be filled with fluff and wholesome moments, and while I love the sentiment. oh my god does the power dynamics of a one sided relationship make a good story. Giant pressuring tiny to go out with them, not even having to threaten anything because 'holy he's 80 feet tall Imagine what he could do to me if I made him mad'

bonus points if Giant doesn't even realise they are scaring the tiny into a date, they just think that tiny is into them as well and is nervous abt it for normal reasons, only for halfway through the date when tiny hasn't disagreed or voiced their own opinion, 'I suggested tiny to get apple pie as a joke because they're allergic, but they actually got it, why are they acting different all the sudden now that we are alone?' and it all comes to a boil when tiny finally breaks down, breaking their facade and expecting for Giant to get mad at them over it all and giant is MAD but NOT for the reasons tiny thinks, Like they just realized the only reason their 'S/O' went out with them is because they were SCARED of them? like how heartbreaking would that be? And on the other side for tiny they have been trying their past weeks to tip-toe around Giant, only to be 'forced' on a date with someone they don't even feel SAFE around?!

Oh my god this scenario has been living in my head for the past week and i CANNOT get it out of my head. If somebody doesn't write this i WILL don't test me