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sprout-gt · 23 days

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👁️ 👁️

the price of being so small, you get to see EVERYTHING up close. a blessing and a curse

#UHHHMMM #OH GREAT HEAVENS #this made my brain short circuit #g/t

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sprout-gt · 27 days

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i had no idea such an illustrious council existed but i would be honored to be granted a seat

how many oc's do you have, and what are each of their stories? <=

that's kind of a hard question to answer haha

i would say that personally i focus more on story ideas rather than specifically characters, so i have a lot of different concepts bonking around in my head with a lot of different characters that aren't fully developed. (also some that aren't g/t related)

however, i would say that my most fleshed out and oldest g/t oc's are Myth and Ezra, who I originally envisioned being both borrowers having this whole convoluted angsty adventure until i thought it might be interesting to have Ezra as a human who shrinks and has to be taken in by Myth, but i don't have a story really planned out or anything. Myth is definetly one of my favorite ocs just in terms of putting him in Situations lmao.

i have a shifter oc named Oliver, whose story i've actually been chipping away at recently. basically, he's a shifter who's hiding his identity from his peers by being one of the 'popular kids' but who's carefully crafted persona starts to be threatened once a kid from his past who knows he's a shifter strolls back into his life. pretty angsty, but that usually how i treat my g/t characters lol.

so for the question of number of oc's, the answer can be from like 3 to like 20, and there are many, many story ideas, some much more solid than others. i really do want to post some writing to tumblr, but none of it is done or at a point where i want to post it yet.

thank you so much for asking about my ocs!!! i have many funky guys clacking up there, they are all i am thinking about constantly.

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sprout-gt · 27 days

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how many oc's do you have, and what are each of their stories? <=

that's kind of a hard question to answer haha

i would say that personally i focus more on story ideas rather than specifically characters, so i have a lot of different concepts bonking around in my head with a lot of different characters that aren't fully developed. (also some that aren't g/t related)

however, i would say that my most fleshed out and oldest g/t oc's are Myth and Ezra, who I originally envisioned being both borrowers having this whole convoluted angsty adventure until i thought it might be interesting to have Ezra as a human who shrinks and has to be taken in by Myth, but i don't have a story really planned out or anything. Myth is definetly one of my favorite ocs just in terms of putting him in Situations lmao.

i have a shifter oc named Oliver, whose story i've actually been chipping away at recently. basically, he's a shifter who's hiding his identity from his peers by being one of the 'popular kids' but who's carefully crafted persona starts to be threatened once a kid from his past who knows he's a shifter strolls back into his life. pretty angsty, but that usually how i treat my g/t characters lol.

so for the question of number of oc's, the answer can be from like 3 to like 20, and there are many, many story ideas, some much more solid than others. i really do want to post some writing to tumblr, but none of it is done or at a point where i want to post it yet.

thank you so much for asking about my ocs!!! i have many funky guys clacking up there, they are all i am thinking about constantly.

#g/t #g/t community #giant/tiny #g/t writing #sprout speaks #oc: myth #aaaaaaaa #thank you for asking #asks

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sprout-gt · 1 month

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half cursed g/t thought of the day:

size shifter that cheats at hide & seek by shrinking

me, who shrunk and climbed into the kitchen cabinet, now hiding under a mug: …

my non-shifting friend who has been looking for me for 76 minutes and is almost seething: you BETTER be taller than a few inches right now

#is this anything #g/t #g/t community #giant/tiny #g/t prompts #g/t scenario

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sprout-gt · 2 months

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are you really into g/t if you aren't constantly looking at things and thinking how big they would be to you if you shrunk.

or, alternatively, looking up at tall things to see how small you would be next to someone of that height.

#i know what you are.#g/t #g/t community

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sprout-gt · 2 months

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let me know if you lovlies would like more no context blurbs.

<3

random blurb :p

i've had a story idea knocking around in my brain, and decided to write a short part of it. so... here's a teaser i guess?

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“What did you do?” Myth’s accusatory tone was cut with panic as he grasped tightly at Ezra’s shoulders. His knit brows revealed that he had as many answers as Ezra did. So much for asking an expert.

“Me? You think I did this?” Ezra bit back in retort, pushing forcefully away from the other man. The fogginess was beginning to lift, leaving behind it confused anger at the accusation and more than a little panic. He decided to listen to the anger.

“Right now, I don’t know what to think except that we're at eye level. And that is more than enough cause for a little alarm. I don’t- I really don’t know what I am supposed to do in this situation.”

“I’m not exactly-” Ezra was about to spit out some clever retort, but a sudden deafening creak interrupted his words. The sound was so loud, and made Ezra’s heart rate instantly spike. Hard raps against the door that echoed out. Knocking, before the distinct click of the handle turning.

“What-” Ezra was about to ask what was happening when in an instant, a hand clamped against his mouth with iron determination and he was being pulled forcefully into the space beneath his dresser. His back was pressed flush against Myth’s torso, he could probably feel how hard his heart was pounding.

“Quiet,” Myth hissed against his ear, shrinking further into the shadow beneath the dresser. He said nothing more, his grip firm in holding Ezra in place.

A slight creak betrayed the door opening.

Another sound. Footfalls. Ezra choked back a gasp, heading the other man’s instruction.

“Ez?” A voice, like raptious thunder, called out. The floorboards with footsteps that lead the man closer to their hiding space. From his vantage point, a beat up converse stepped into view, followed by another. Ezra felt like he could faint against Myth having to confront how much just his roommates shoes now outsized him. At this size, he could see extremely fine details, like the scuffs on the rubber or the stitches that have loosened.

He felt sick. One moment passed, another. The silence was overwhelming. The rational part of Ezra’s mind knew that Pierce had no reason whatsoever to look under the dresser, but that part of his brain had been quickly overtaken by panicked animal instinct telling him to break Myth’s grip and run in any direction as far as he could.

Relief flooded him when finally, his roommate turned on his heel and walked out of his room, although he didn’t hear the door close behind him.

After another moment, Myth finally released him. He looked extremely unaffected, but Ezra felt like his nerves were on fire. It took a solid few minutes to get his breathing under control and his heart to stop pounding, all while Myth gazed at him with his arms crossed and an unreadable expression.

“You done?” Myth asked, raising a brow in a way Ezra was interpreting as scrutiny.

“Just about, yeah.” Ezra felt off kilter, still buzzing from the adrenaline but also slightly embarrassed at the implication of the question.

“Good, because we have to get going.” Myth said, adjusting the strap of his scraped-together satchel.

“Going… where?” Ezra hated how timid he sounded and anxious he still felt. The glower that Myth wasn’t trying all too hard to hide wasn’t helping either.

“The walls,” Myth said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, “Also I’m getting you out of the open so that you don’t go exposing us by standing around. Come on.”

With that, Myth turned and nodded his head to the side beckoning Ezra to follow him. With a frustrated huff, Ezra had no choice but follow the man deeper into the shadows of his apartment.

#this was fun to write without having to plan much around it yet #g/t

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