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obwjam · 11 months

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ooh can you write the story of how Miguel and Petra met 👀

YOU BET YOUR BUTT I CAN

Miguel didn’t quite know how to proceed.

He got warning of an anomaly on Earth 8136, which was odd — there was no record of any spider person there. But it turns out that was the anomaly. There was supposed to be one, but there was no indication that one existed. And now the city was being torn apart.

So he and Jess swooped in to clean up the mess and figure out where exactly 8136’s spider person was. While Jess was taking out the bad guys and making sure the citizens were safe, Miguel was ready to begin a search.

That’s when he sensed them.

It was weird — the sense was there, but it was faint. He had never quite felt that before. He whipped his head and looked around furiously until his senses led him to... a massive pile of concrete rubble.

Underneath his mask, Miguel raised an eyebrow and began to toss back the chunks of rock. He was about to reach for a particularly big slab when something — no, someone — stopped him.

They were whimpering, and Miguel was confused; the rubble pile was relatively small, and it wasn’t enough to keep a regular sized person trapper underneath.

That’s because it wasn’t a normal sized person.

“What the…”

Miguel’s spider senses were really going off now. He slowly peeled his mask off and lifted one more chunk of concrete off, revealing a dirty, shaking, tiny human being.

Petra whipped their arm up, shielding themselves from the light that suddenly flooded their vision. When their eyes finally adjusted, they recoiled. Shit, they were found! How did that even happen? Who could have known they were here?

Miguel didn’t quite know what was going on, but he knew he had to get this tiny out of here, and fast.

“Hey, little guy,” he started, crouching down even further to get closer to them. “My name is Miguel O’Hara. I’m here to save you.”

Petra’s eyes shook in pure fear, their legs and arms trembling so hard that even if they wanted to get up, they couldn’t.

“It’s not safe, I have to get you out of here. Okay?” Miguel said louder, briefly worrying that maybe they didn’t understand him.

Petra blinked the tears out of their eyes before something came over them — something they had never felt before. It felt like alarm bells were going off in their head, but at the same time, they felt… safe. Like they knew this giant somehow.

Petra whimpered as Miguel reached down and scooped up their shaking body. They grabbed onto one of his fingers for support, which instantly made Miguel’s heart flutter. Holding them in two open palms in front of his face, Miguel’s eyes widened as the realization hit him.

“You’re the spider person,” he practically whispered.

Petra furrowed their brow. “What?”

“MIGUEL!” Jess came zooming in on her motorcycle. “We’re all clear. Anomaly’s been taken… care… of.” She stopped dead in her tracks, staring at the tiny form in Miguel’s hand. Her eyes flashed wide.

“You sense it too?”

All Jess could do was nod. “But… how?”

Miguel shrugged, not quite in the headspace to begin answering that question. Besides, it was hard for him to really say much about the tiny when they were right there in his hand, gawking up at him in a mixture of fear and intrigue.

“What’s… happening?” Both giant spider people were surprised to hear them speak. “Who are you?”

“I… we’re… I’m Spider-Man,” Miguel said after a moment of thought. “That’s Spider-Woman.” He nodded to Jess, who gave a small wave. “And you… you’re one of us.”

Petra stared at Miguel like he had five heads.

“Look, I don’t want to do this, but…” he looked over to Jess, his eyes asking the question they both knew the answer to. “You have to come back with us.”

Petra’s eyes widened. “Wh-what? Go back with you where? You can’t — you can’t take me from my home!”

“It’s not much of a home anymore, is it?” Miguel shot back, extending his arm out dramatically to show Petra the full extent of the damage. The tiny surveyed the landscape, full of rubble and shattered glass and broken buildings. There was so much clutter... and it was perfect for an escape.

Petra held their breath, not daring to make eye contact with this mysterious “Spider-Man”. Seriously. What kind of a name was that? They clenched their fists, closed their eyes and ignored the ringing in their ears.

Petra leapt right off his palm.

The wind whipped through their hair as they locked their arms at their side to gain speed. Miguel was so caught off-guard that he could barely react until Petra just about hit the ground. He instinctively shot out a web, but it narrowly missed them, who juked to the right at the last second. Oh god, what was that? Wait. How did I know that was coming?

Petra was going as fast as they could, but all Miguel and Jess had to do was take a few steps to catch up to them. They were soon standing almost right over them, and Jess, not wanting to scare them more than she already had, put one knee to the ground and started to stretch her hand out.

As her hand closed in on Petra, something kicked in that they couldn’t quite explain. They waited until she was practically latched onto them before leaping into the air, settling their feet on her finger and launching themselves off of it, using her momentum to propel them further ahead.

“Holy crap,” Jess breathed as Petra kept running.

Petra looked back, only to see Miguel stomp past her, an annoyed look plastered on his face. Miguel stepped right over them and positioned himself right in their path, bending down and reaching both of his hands toward them.

Petra’s eyes flashed to a gap between two of his fingers, and they jumped through, landing shakily on the back of his hand. Miguel, not at all prepared for that, instinctively twitched his hand up, sending little Petra flying through the air.

They were falling at breakneck speed, but somehow, they were able to gain control of their limbs, tuck into a ball and land safely on the ground. Petra froze for a moment. How the hell did I just do that?

Suddenly, a force struck their ankle, and they fell to the ground. Miguel had used their moment of shock to hit them with a web. Smirking, he yanked them into the air and deposited them into his palm that quickly morphed into a fist.

“NO! NO! LET ME GO!” they screamed, thrashing their arms and legs at the fleshy masses that surrounded them. They weren’t even sure Miguel could feel it.

“Get us out of here,” they heard him sneer at Jess. In an instant, the sound around them began to warp, like it was being played through a broken record player. A low grumble soon turned into a deafening roar as Miguel stepped through the portal.

It was like Petra was being ripped to shreds, but couldn’t feel a thing. It felt like hours, but in reality, the feeling subsided in the blink of an eye. They stayed in darkness as Miguel marched angrily to his computer platform, ready to get to the bottom of this.

By the time he unfurled his fingers, Petra was on their hands and knees, not used to the wobbling and jolting nature of being carried by a giant. They gasped when their eyes adjusted to the light, looking around frantically but not being able to identify a single thing they saw.

Well, almost nothing. When their gaze met Miguel’s, they scrambled to the back of his palm before slamming into his fingers, stretched far up like trees. This time, Petra had nowhere to run.

“Where are we? You-you can’t keep me here!” Petra tried. Miguel’s face remained stoic. “Come on, you can’t just—just abduct me! I—you took me from—“

“Your home is gone,” Miguel said flatly, like it was a foregone conclusion. Petra’s face twisted into shock at his bluntness. “And even if it wasn’t… you…” he heaved a sigh, pinching the brim of his nose with his free hand. Petra wasn’t sure how, but they could feel how distressed he was. “Look, kid, I don’t really have a good explanation yet, but you have to hear me out, okay?”

Petra nodded. They didn’t have much of a choice.

“Me and Jess,” he jerked his head toward the woman standing with her arms folded in the corner, “and everyone else here, we were all bit by a radioactive spider that gave us our powers. Superior strength, sticking to anything, we shoot webs from our hands, we’re agile… there’s a lot of things we can do.”

Petra was stunned, and Miguel couldn’t help but soften at their expression. This kid… they didn’t know anything.

“And… and you’re saying that I…”

“…am one of those spider-people,” Miguel finished. “You can do extraordinary things… uh… I never got your name, kiddo.”

“Um, Petra. It’s Petra.”

Miguel grumbled. Why did they always have to be a version of the name Peter?

“Well, Petra. My name’s Miguel O’Hara.” He wasn’t sure if his introduction had registered in their brain back on their Earth. “And let me just say, for someone who has no idea what they’re capable of, you almost managed to escape me back on 8136.”

Petra blushed. Why did they care so much about what this man thought of them?

“Wait.” Something caught their attention. “Back on… where?”

“8136. That’s your Earth,” Miguel explained.

“My Earth? What are you talking about?”

Miguel closed his eyes and let out a breath. This was going to be more work than he thought.

“I’ll explain everything, okay? You just have to promise not to run away.” His face darkened. “Trust me, it won’t end well for you.”

Petra gulped, but ultimately, they had to concede. They didn’t know where they were, had nowhere to escape to and frankly, they kind of wanted to stay. Miguel was right—there was nothing for them back home. And these powers he claimed they had… they wanted to know more.

“Alright, Miguel O’Hara,” Petra finally said, feigning confidence they really didn’t have. “I guess I have no choice.”

“No, you really don’t,” Miguel said halfheartedly, with no bite on it at all. “I wish it didn’t have to be this way, kid. If we could save every world, well, we would. But we can’t.” He looked down at them, no longer shaking, but still apprehensive. This was uncharted territory for Miguel, but if he was certain of one thing, it was that he knew it was his responsibility to keep this tiny spider-person safe at all costs.

“I’m glad to give you a home here, though.”

#i think im in love with petra #me with the character i literally created: gosh they’re so cool i wish we were friends #methinks i might want to write them more…#miguel has a soft spot for this little chaos tiny #thank you for this request!!#obwrites #asks #spiderverse spoilers #g/t #giant/tiny

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belethlegwen · 5 months

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The Rescue - Chp 52 - Take A Seat

Hello all of you beautiful strange and wonderful people <;3 The Rescue has been updated for all of your reading and viewing pleasure!

I want to say thank you so so SO much to everyone for the kudos, for all of the amazing comments, for the fanart and tags and asks and everything else since I came back from hiatus! We're entering into the Christmas season now, so things are about to get a bit insane for me, but we're doing what we can!

I hope you all have a fantastic Friday and an incredible weekend <3 Take care of yourselves and each other as best as you're able!

Much love,

~ Belle

#g/t #giant/tiny #giant tiny #g/t author #g/t writing #gtauthor #author thoughts #gt #gentle giantess #The Rescue #Henry/Melanie #Anger and pain and confusion and shouting and questionsquestionsquestions #we love it #We love to see the chaos of a (attempted) friendly introduction's aftermath #Mmmmm delicious

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howlingmoon08 · 1 year

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A Sonic Au based off a Godzilla movie from me??? Crazy!!! anyway very loosely inspired by the mechagodzilla duology from the millenium and maybe pacific rim? I got to see Tokyo SOS in theaters a few months back and I couldn't resist. Fun Fact, Mecha Sonic is based off of Mecha Godzilla so, I'm suprised I lasted this long. Sonic is a mech pilot working in sync with Mecha's AI through a mind link helmet and they fight giant monsters together c:

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #mecha sonic #sonic au #perfect chaos is also based off biolante so #i might stick to this au for a while there's a lot of sonic characters that match up with godzilla monsters #sonic is a mech pilot #mecha sonic is mecha godzilla #i think i'm clever #i don't know what to call this au yet #godzilla au sounds too bland so #he will eventually be scrapnik #g/t #bc mecha is a big boy

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pocket-lad · 6 months

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CH 6- Unpredictability in Both Simple and Complex Systems

The cars pulled forward and the omnipotent voice introduced the first dinosaur, the Dilophosaurus. That clearly meant something to Alan and Ellie, as Adelaide saw their eyes light up and she watched them press themselves against the windows. Ian leaned around Alan much slower. Adelaide tried to see, but between Alan blocking half the window and the fact that she didn’t exactly know what to look for, all she could make out was greenery.

“Where is it?” she asked. “What am I looking for?”

“Doesn’t matter,” Alan said, turning back, more disappointed than before. “They’re not there anyway......Damn!” He slammed his hand on the car door, making Adelaide jump.

“Why not?” she pressed, ignoring her fear. “What’s the point if there aren’t dinosaurs...That is the point of this tour, right?”

Alan chuckled sadly to himself. Ellie turned to face Adelaide. “That’s the problem with wild animals. If you want to keep them in a safe and healthy environment, they need a big enough enclosure, which means they’ll be somewhere that we can’t see most of the time.”

“I know how zoos work,” Adelaide mumbled to herself. Only Ian heard, and he acknowledged it with a strong, quick exhale that resembled a laugh.

“Still,” Ellie continued, “It’s disappointing.”

Adelaide supposed it was much more disappointing to Alan and Ellie than to herself, considering that dinosaurs were their life, whereas Adelaide was just curious. The cars continued forward along the bumpy route, and the group sat in anticipatory silence. The voice then announced that they were approaching the Tyrannosaurus Rex enclosure.

Adelaide stood on her tippy toes on Ian’s shoulder, grabbing onto his ear lobe for stability and whispering into his ear. “That’s the big one, right?” She didn’t want to ask another dumb question to everyone. Ian’s ear involuntarily twitched at the light contact, and Adelaide would have been thrown off if she wasn’t already used to it. Any time she touched Ian, his skin would twitch with varying severity in response. Just another thing to get used to with Human Beans. Such was life.

“Yeah, that’s the one,” he said.

Suddenly, Alan was on the move. He crawled over the seats behind Ian and leaned on the boxes that sat in the trunk. Adelaide kept a close eye on him, but he just wanted a clearer view of the T-Rex paddock. She didn’t have anything to worry about.

Once again, nothing appeared.

“God creates dinosaurs. God destroys dinosaurs. God creates man. Man destroys God. Man creates dinosaurs,” Ian said.

Adelaide rolled her eyes, and before she could respond, Ellie came back with something better than Adelaide could ever come up with.

“Dinosaurs eat man. Woman inherits the Earth.”

Alan and Ian stared at Ellie, but she was too preoccupied with her search for the T-Rex.

“Thank God,” Adelaide said. “It’s about time.”

Within the enclosure, the ground opened up and a goat emerged from underneath, which Adelaide didn’t know was possible. She added 'Earth opening up to produce a goat' to the long list of things that surprised her today, and it wasn't even close to the top of the list. It had a chain around its neck keeping it close to a pole. They were trying to lure the dinosaur in.

Adelaide couldn’t watch, though. The way the goat was trapped made her feel uneasy. She knew logically that it was prey either way, that the T-Rex would kill it and eat it either way, but there was something about the way it was being held there. The goat couldn’t even attempt to escape, no matter how useless it would be. It didn’t have a fighting chance.

“T-Rex doesn’t want to be fed; he wants to hunt. Can’t just suppress sixty-five million years of gut instinct,” Alan said.

When the dinosaur still didn’t show up, Adelaide relaxed a little, but that relaxation soon shifted to boredom. She flopped down onto her back.

Without warning, Ian stood up, or at least stood up to the best of his ability in a cramped car, and leaned forward. Adelaide guessed he was also bored, but the difference was that when Ian was bored, it meant she was in for a potentially life-threatening adventure. At the very least, she was left clinging to Ian’s jacket while he fidgeted endlessly. When Adelaide was bored, well.... That was just it. She was bored. Nothing happened.

Only when Ian started talking did Adelaide notice he was looking into a camera.

“Eventually you do plan on having dinosaurs on your dinosaur tour, right? Hello? H-Hello?”

Adelaide would have laughed, considering Ian was right, and when Ian was right, he was going to let you know. She always thought it was funny when he acted like this - annoying, impatient, persistent - just not when it was directed at her.

Unfortunately, Adelaide was preoccupied with two things. The first was that she was extremely wary of cameras. She didn’t quite know how they worked, but she knew they could record images and send those images to other places. That meant they could record and send images of her. It was too dangerous to be near one. The second was that she was slipping off the front of Ian’s shoulder.

It wasn’t his fault. If she just had been holding on like normal, she would have caught herself in time. It wasn’t Ian’s responsibility to check with her every time he moved, and it was hard for him to see her on his shoulder anyway. Regardless of whose fault it was, Adelaide couldn’t get a grip on the slick leather and was absolutely still going to fall.

Ellie, who had leaned back out of Ian’s way when he shot forward, saw Adelaide’s predicament. She held out her hand for Adelaide to fall onto if she needed it, though her face showed hesitancy.

Adelaide could not believe she was even considering this. If someone had told her twenty-four hours ago that she would willingly fall into a new human’s hands, she’d have laughed in their face. Regrettably, that was indeed the case. But Ellie hadn’t made a move to hurt her yet, and she had plenty of chances. Adelaide was going to give trust a try.

Besides, if she didn’t purposefully fall into Ellie’s hands, she probably would have done so on accident anyway. Better that Adelaide made the choice herself. Better that she was in control.

Adelaide shut her eyes and sent a prayer to whatever all-powerful being may be out there, then let go of Ian's jacket.

She only fell a couple inches, but that brief moment in the air had her limbs flailing. She landed in Ellie’s palm with a light “oof”. The first thing she registered was how soft Ellie’s hands were, especially compared to Ian’s. Then the shock set in.

Nobody was sure what to do next. Ian was breathing heavily on the camera, almost definitely trying to annoy whoever was on the other side into doing something. Alan was still searching for the T-Rex. Ellie was staring at Adelaide. Adelaide was staring into the void.

She didn’t like this at all. There was only one person in the world Adelaide trusted to hold her and it was Ian. It would always and only be Ian. Regret filled Adelaide’s mind as she worked through the various things that could go wrong. Ellie didn’t have any experience holding people this small. Adelaide wouldn’t say it out loud, but she was fragile. She was tiny and fragile, and her bones could snap with just one wrong move. She hoped that Ellie understood that to some degree, but she couldn’t count on it.

“You uh...” Ellie said, not sure how to ask the question. She pointed to her shoulder with her free hand, and Adelaide looked up at her as if she had just realized Ellie was there. Distractedly, Adelaide nodded.

It was a little (a lot) too fast, but Ellie ferried Adelaide to her shoulder. She swayed when Ellie’s hand came to a stop, then after checking to make sure she was done moving, Adelaide stepped onto her shoulder and quickly sat down.

Immediately, Adelaide noticed how much smaller Ellie’s shoulders were than Ian’s. She’d have to be much more careful if she planned on staying upright. Ellie’s shirt wasn’t as stiff as Ian’s jacket, but it was stable enough. Adelaide could do this.

The next thing she noticed was how nice Ellie smelled. It was a warm, fresh scent reminiscent of laundry just pulled out of the dryer. Adelaide tried not to take notice. It felt invasive to point out, even to herself, but she couldn’t help it. She never felt this discomfort around Ian, so she assumed it was the lack of familiarity between the two. Nothing more.

When Ian was done being a nuisance, he sat back in his seat with a proud smirk on his face. He caught sight of Adelaide on Ellie’s shoulder, and his reaction was priceless, bordering on comical. He looked from Adelaide to his own shoulder and back again, as if expecting there to be two Adelaides. He struggled for words. Eventually, he landed on, “What are you doing?”

Ian’s voice was harsh and defensive, and Adelaide had never seen him like this. She wasn’t scared, just shocked. It was almost as if he felt protective over her.

“Just planning for when we inherit the Earth,” Adelaide responded smugly. Ellie laughed, shaking Adelaide a little.

“Yeah, well...” Ian trailed off, leaning back and looking out the window. He tried to put out an air of indifference, but Adelaide could see right through him, especially with the way his eyes flickered back to her every couple of seconds and his hands fidgeted and drummed in his lap.

She would have immediately hopped back into Ian’s hands if she could, but he didn’t offer (even though he would, without hesitation, if she asked), and more importantly, her pride wouldn’t let her. Adelaide couldn’t let these giants think she was dependent on Ian, that she would go running back to him any chance she got. No, she was independent and chill and definitely not scared out of her mind to be in someone else’s hands. (Not literally their hands at the moment, thank God.)

“The Tyrannosaur doesn't obey any set patterns or park schedules. The essence of chaos,” Ian said, looking for something to take his mind off of the situation. If he didn’t find something to distract himself, he would probably end up snatching Adelaide right off Ellie’s shoulder.

“Here we go,” Adelaide mumbled. Ian was doing what he did best when he was uncomfortable or upset – he was demonstrating how clever he was.

It was weird, mumbling into another person’s ear. Usually when she did that, Ian was the one who heard. Now, it was unlikely he even knew she spoke from how far away he was and how quiet her voice was. That wasn’t a great feeling.

“I’m still not clear on chaos,” Ellie said, making conversation.

“You should not have said that,” Adelaide warned, louder this time so that the whole car could hear.

Ian gave Adelaide a look before he continued. “It simply deals with unpredictability in complex systems. The shorthand is the Butterfly Effect. A butterfly can flap its wings in Peking, and in Central Park, you get rain instead of sunshine,” he explained.

Ellie waved a hand over her head, indicating that she understood none of what he just said.

Adelaide didn’t understand. Ellie was smart. She didn’t need anyone, particularly a man, to explain anything to her like this, did she? And Adelaide knew that Ellie knew how arrogant Ian could be. Why would she goad him on?... Unless....she was flirting back at him?

That didn’t seem right. Adelaide thought Alan and Ellie may have been a thing, but also maybe not. She knew that women liked Ian – he was handsome and charming, but they never stayed because of... well, who he was.

Sometimes it was incredibly frustrating, having so little contact with anyone. Adelaide never had any friends growing up outside of her parents. Occasionally, borrowers from around the motel would visit with their kids, but that didn’t happen very often. After their capture and the separation of her and her parents, Adelaide moved into Ian’s house, which was decidedly absent of any other borrowers. She had so little socialization, and it really showed in situations like this.

Ian laughed. “Did I go too fast? I go too fast; I did a fly-by.” He played with her hair as he spoke, which made Adelaide scoff. If it had been on the other side of Ellie’s head, Adelaide would have kicked him.

“Gimme - gimme that glass of water. We’re gonna conduct an experiment. It should be still. The car’s bouncing up and down, but that’s okay, it’s just an example. Now, put your hand flat like a hieroglyphic. Now, let’s say a drop of water falls on your hand. Which way is the drop going to roll off?” Ian asked.

“Thumb, I’d say,” Ellie guessed.

Ian dipped his finger in the water and let a drop fall onto Ellie’s hand. They watched it roll off the thumb.

Adelaide had seen this before. In fact, Ian had demonstrated this experiment on her, but it went a little differently. She watched it unfold anyway.

“You know,” Adelaide interjected at some point. “He did this exact same thing with me, and I ended up drenched at the end, so be careful.”

Ellie laughed, but Ian dipped his fingers in the water again and flicked it at Adelaide. “How’s that for careful?” he teased. Adelaide sputtered, but she was only a little wet. “Stop interrupting,” Ian said, though he didn’t really care.

Adelaide tried turning it back around on him. “Yeah, nice one. Trying to get back at me - someone who’s small and defenseless I might add - and you end up flicking water at Dr. Sattler’s face, jerk.” She normally didn’t like bringing up her vulnerability, but if she could use it to throw Ian off, it was her duty.

“Yeah, what the hell?” Ellie agreed playfully.

He looked at both of them. “....Can I continue?”

“Be my guest,” Adelaide conceded. “But I don’t want to get wet again. The humidity’s bad enough as it is. I feel like the water in the air is coating my skin.”

They continued the experiment. Ellie told Alan to watch, but Alan was distracted by something outside the car. It wasn’t something Adelaide could see or make out, so she didn’t really care.

Ian explained why the water went a different way each time - the amount of blood distending your vessels, imperfections in the skin, etc.

The last one caught Ellie’s attention. “Imperfections in the skin?” she asked with an offended look.

“Microscopic, microscopic,” Ian assured her.

Adelaide’s jaw was basically on the floor, since all she could do was watch this unfold. She’d seen him flirt plenty of times, and each time it was guaranteed to make Adelaide roll her eyes, but something about this was different. Maybe it was his forwardness, maybe she was still mad that he revealed her back on the helicopter then kept her trapped in a pocket. Maybe it was jealousy. That was a new one. But she saw Ian as a friend, maybe an older brother. She was not jealous over him. And if she wasn’t jealous over him, that must have meant she was jealous over...

Adelaide instantly wanted to be anywhere but Ellie’s shoulder. She became weirdly aware of every little movement she made and how it would be perceived by Ellie. The fresh laundry scent became a little too strong. She fidgeted in place, almost ready to ask Ian to take her back. Luckily, Alan saved her by... exiting the car? Even though it was still moving??

Ian jumped on the opportunity. “There! Look at this. See? See? I'm right again. Nobody could have predicted that Dr. Grant would suddenly- suddenly jump out of a moving vehicle!”

Ellie, no longer interested, made a move to follow him, but then remembered Adelaide on her shoulder. She didn’t want to jostle her, so she hesitated. “Um-” Her hands hovered uselessly, waiting for someone to give her some kind of instruction.

“Here,” Ian said, gently scooping Adelaide into his palms. Once Adelaide was clear, Ellie shot out the driver’s side door, calling after Alan.

“There’s uh, another example. That’s...that’s chaos theory,” Ian said to nobody in particular.

Adelaide sat there for a moment, unsure what to say. She was glad to be back in Ian’s hands, but she didn’t expect Ellie to want to dump her so quickly.

“Can you please stop grabbing me? Or at least ask first?” Adelaide asked, but there was no heart behind her protest.

“I have been a little bit – little bit grabby, haven’t I?” Ian mused, looking down at her.

“A little?!” Adelaide blurted, baffled at the understatement.

“I’m sorry, Della...What do you say, after this tour, you and I, uh, grab - grab some dinner and then go explore on our own? Huh?” he offered. While he spoke, he shed his leather jacket, shifting Adelaide between his hands and jostling her along the way.

“Sounds like a plan,” Adelaide smiled, steadying herself. Really, she was tired and a little sick of being attached to a Bean for so long, but she couldn’t deny that that sounded like fun. Maybe they’d actually see a dinosaur. Plus, Ian was right, back when he was trying to convince her to come on this trip. How often does a borrower get to explore like this, especially knowing they’re completely safe? This would benefit both of them, too. Adelaide could get away from everyone else, and Ian could snoop.

“Want to go see what the others are doing?” Ian asked.

“I feel like we have to,” Adeliade said enthusiastically, surprising herself. She didn’t really want to spend more time with all these giants, but her curiosity got the better of her. What was so interesting that Alan hopped out of a moving vehicle? Unless Humans did that regularly? Hmm.

During their conversation, the cars rolled to a stop. Ian gave Adelaide a winning smile, one that could convince her to do anything, go on any adventure. And with that, they took off toward the others.

As they approached, Ian once again placed Adelaide on his shoulder. He preferred to keep his hands free, and she preferred to sit on something that couldn’t suddenly spring closed around her. And she liked the height. Admittedly though, she preferred the stability that his leather jacket offered, and without it she felt a little exposed, but she would never mention that to Ian. If she said something, he’d probably put it back on, and she couldn’t make him do that in such hot weather. She would survive.

Adelaide heard the others before she saw them. It was something about toxic plants, and she also heard loud, slow, labored breathing.

When they were finally within view, Adelaide couldn’t believe her eyes. Laying on the ground in front of her was the biggest animal she’d ever seen, at least up close, like it was even bigger than Beans. Its skin was scaly and brown, and it had two massive horns protruding from some kind of frill on its head. Another horn stuck out of its sharp beak, and its eyes were blinking slowly.

Adelaide, for the second time today, was up close and personal with a real-life dinosaur. Only this one was much, much bigger.

#jurassic park #ian malcolm #g/t #giant/tiny #jurassic park g/t #gt #I feel like I've earned the right to tag ellie sattler at this point #now THAT'S chaos theory

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general-gt · 20 days

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I love the borrower Tim stuff you have!

I feel like after dismantling enough things Tim starts using what he dismantles to make his own gear, maybe even getting his hands on a toy car and making himself a sweet ride

Thank you!

Yes! Especially if it’s a superhero universe. Tim wants to be just like his dad Bruce and he’d be great at espionage. Tim uses a mini toy batmobile to make himself a working car. Bruce has so many photos of tiny Tim just cruising around the manor.

#g/t #atlas speaks #batman g/t #he is a tiny agent of chaos and we love that for him!#anon ask #atlas answers

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polaroidcats · 9 months

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I just wrote a very long rant and deleted it again but!! if any of you EVER have even a tiny bit of imposter syndrome when it comes to academic writing I am very happy to inform you that you absolutely do not need any of that, because as I've witnessed countless times by now, even some professors (especially professors) do not know how to use citation software but will also refuse to put any bibliographic information into the WIP document, and instead rely on their asistant's psychic powers to figure out what needs to go into the bibliography of their texts.

#rant #ramblings #like i'M BEGGING YOU AT LEAST GIVE ME THE TITLE OF THE TEXT OR THE PLACE OF PUBLICATION #just the author's name and a year is NOT ENOUGH with most authors 😭#i'm so fucking frustrated like why why WHY WOULD YOU NOT JUST COPY PASTE THE INFO INTO THE DOC #you must have had the info at one point when u looked the reference text up???#just copy it into the doc #and what makes it even worse is that we all have access to a citation software that I KNOW she sometimes uses #but not consistently and then it's just pure chaos #how does she expect me to do my job of editing the bibliography when T h e r e I s N o F u c k i n g B i b l i o g r a p h y #life in academia

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Ok, you want your mind off that stuff with some lego thoughts? How did the ninja find out about the whole "shrinking tea + eating them" thing? Was it accidental or on purpose. Either way I can 100% see Jay as the first 'victim' lol

Okay okay so I’ve been thinking about this and you know what? I’m still not sure lol. My main thought is that it happened on a mission. Some villain used the tea to capture Kai, Jay, and Lloyd, and Cole and Zane staged a rescue operation. Somewhere during that time Zane ended up needing to eat at least one (coughJaycough) to escape a trap or whatever and things just sort of escalated lol.

I don’t know how early I’d want that to happen though or even if I’d stick with it cause part of me really wants season 1 Garm.adon to be the one to introduce it lmao. It amuses me to think that he and Wu used to use the tea for shenanigans back in the day and whoops old habits die hard. If that were the case I could see Jay or even Kai getting eaten purely for being annoying lol and getting the proper living daylights scared out of them.

Either way Jay definitely ends up being the most curious about the whole getting eaten thing and performs lots of experiments to make extra sure it’s safe. And of course once they all know for sure it’s harmless, chaos ensues

#Awesome question anon!!#I love doing au building stuff like this lol #They’re all idiots and Wu isn’t ready for the chaos that he’s gonna have to deal with #soft vore #safe vore #fandom vore #g/t vore #n.injago vore #ask #anon ask

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Hey it’s me again, I really want to know what was shadow’s or dr. Eggman’s reaction to kaiju sonic?

Eggman's in the story so I'll have to get to his reaction later...

Shadow, on the other hand... is not, so he's fair game. Shadow generally goes after anything he deems as a threat to the planet, and Kaiju Sonic is, unfortunately, potentially a very dangerous threat. Without any idea on how to change Sonic back to normal, Shadow would take it upon himself to try to destroy him. However, Shadow's powers involve the use of chaos energy, and Kaiju Sonic's body is a chaos energy sponge... Not to mention that absorbing more chaos energy would cause his transformation to progress... Combine that with Shadow's stubbornness keeping him from heeding anyone's warning NOT to fire volleys of Chaos Spears at Sonic because of what might happen, and you end up with a situation kinda like this:

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic #sth #kaiju sonic #kaiju #sonic fancomic #chaos beast sonic #chaos beast form #chaos beast #shadow the hedgehog #sfw g/t #g/t

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luminberry · 2 years

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Y'all really enjoyed that last post...damn

Here's a new idea tho for ya

Preys who can change their taste/flavor. I know most writers and artists here describe their preds mentioning taste regarding their prey.

I'd figure diet comes into it mainly but me and stuffins and acorn on here chat about specific tastes n such

Like my cowboy Zeke tastes like coffee with a lil bit of sugar and creamer....and my Sona tastes like blueberry and mint ect.

Imagine a prey finding out a annoying pred who keeps stealing them likes their taste so they wolf down a bunch of foods they know the pred hates for days on end and the next time the pred tries to eat them the flavor they loved is now replaced with something that makes them just gag and spit the now very fuckin smug prey back out in disgust...or second option is to wait until theyre in the preds mouth and pull out something that has a immediate effect in the mouth. (Like warheads or god forbid a ghost pepper..)

The preds left wailing or completely turned away from the prey and the victorious prey can go back to their day.

#extreme cuddling #g/t vore #soft vore #fun small chaos ideas

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ratcatcher0325 · 2 years

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Nobody’s Fool (Cowboy One Shot Part #1)

Howdy, Y’all! (Ugh, I NEVER say y’all but it feels necessary, here) Guess what???? @narrans informed me that TODAY is National Day of the Cowboy!!! 🥳🤠🐎

So in honor of this holiday I did not know existed, I wanted to give some love to our pocket-sized cowpoke, Penn! Sadly, I didn’t have time to write the full thing in one go like I was hoping to, so you all will have to wait for Part #2 to get the rest of this little story.

This takes place pretty immediately after the events of Nobody’s Fool, but you don’t really need any context to read it. Please enjoy the dumb fluffy thoughts from my brain.

CW: Adult Language

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Read all of Nobody’s Fool HERE.

Next: Part 2

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NOBODY’S FOOL

Cowboy Day One Shot Part #1: Save a Horse...

Word Count: 1,915 Read Time: Approx. 15 mins

[Eveline’s POV]

Shuffling my way back from the kitchen, arms full of candy, snacks and freshly mixed drinks, I mumbled through the package of Reese’s Pieces clenched between my teeth, “Alright boys….” I settled on the couch beside Trav, Penn lounging comfortably, perched between our shoulders on the back cushion, his legs dangling over the edge. The night with its purplish blue haze of clouds and stars gave us no light through the windows and so I could only make out the silvery silhouettes of the two men, by the harsh reflection of the television screen. I put all the junk food and drinks down on the coffee table in a clumsy pile.

Penn and I had taken to spending quite a bit of time at Travis’s apartment, lately. We didn’t want to fully move in to our fixer upper until the renovations for the smaller of the two of us were completed. And to be honest, the labor of assembling furniture and shoving boxes around had gotten to be too much. Especially in the blazing Texas summer heat. Penn had done his utmost to help in every way he could, but even his little feet had begun to drag by the end of the day, and we’d decided, fuck it… we deserved to have some fun.

Well, that had been the routine for just about every day this week, we’d work until we were too lazy and sweat soaked to keep going and we’d bring booze and food to Trav’s and veg out. Once I finally sat, propping an elbow up on the back of the couch and settling my fingers in Penn’s lap which he warmly took in his own small hands, I continued my sentence, “What’s on the docket for tonight?”

Travis responded first. I could tell I was going to hate the answer he gave just by the mischievous twinkle in his eye, “Well, the list recommended either worst horse movie ever or worst sports movie ever and Penn picked the horse movie.”

Penn piped up, like he was Travis’s hype man, “Zac fucking Efron is in it, Ev!”

“No!” I audibly groaned. The boys cackled with delight, “God fucking dammit, you two! You’re still bound and determined to watch every recommendation on that stupid list? Can’t we please watch something actually good, please??? I’m begging you! We only have so much finite time on this earth and you two idiots want to waste it watching every ‘worst movie ever’ for every sub-genre of film? Why?!”

Penn cleared his throat, dramatically before launching into it, “You probably don’t realize this about us, my sweet, wonderful, naïve love… but Travis and I are simple men. I know we hide it extremely well what with all our sophistication and charm… but, we don’t need your fancy art house films. We just want to get drunk and watch movies that are so bad you couldn’t recreate them that poorly if you actively tried. C’mon! Don’t be such a downer! Admit it, you thought ‘The Room’ was hilarious!”

“I did until I’ve had to listen to you quote it fucking nonstop everyday for a week!”

“Awww, c’mon, Ev! You’re just a chicken, cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep…!” Penn fully embodied his performance of the line from the worst movie ever made, even trying his hand at the lead actor’s weird accent. I had to admit the whole display was pretty cute. It made me want to pluck him up and kiss him. But no, I had to stop myself. He didn’t get to win that easily!

“Travis, why? Why do you hate me? You know him.” I pointed to the tiny man perched between us, “He does not know how to shut up. He won’t stop doing this. Every day it’s like the same five quotes… over and over and over! He’s psychologically torturing me!!” I pointed a finger at my friend’s chest, “You knew this would happen didn't you? Are the two of you in cahoots to try and make my brain turn to mush by watching this garbage?”

Travis beamed, having way too much fun at my expense, “But this one is garbage… with horses!!! You’ll love it! It’ll be like old times! C’mon, Ev!”

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“Old times? Have you guys seen this movie before?” I was situated between the two humans, each of their shoulders close enough for me to touch if I wanted. I loved my vantage point from up here. I was only a few inches shy of being eye level with these two people and I had a perfect view of the tv screen. Call me an agent of chaos but I loved teasing Eveline like this. It was fun remembering that I could actually make her squirm every now and again.

I noticed her stiffen slightly when I asked the question, Travis was the one to reply, seeming not to notice her shift in body language, “Hm? Oh, no. Not this movie. We’ve never seen it. I meant that Ev used to—“

“Travis? Do you want to watch your dumb movie or not?” Huh. What was her problem?

“Hey… what’re you so cagey about all the sudden?” I crawled on my hands and knees and leaned on her. I delicately stroked the thin fabric that covered her shoulder, giving her my biggest, most impressive puppy dog eyes. I knew all too well just how to get precisely what I wanted from her.

“Penn! Don’t you dare! Don’t look at me like that! You know I can’t say no to you when you look like that! It’s not fair! You’re evil, you know that??” She was shoving me playfully with her fingers as she spoke. So clearly whatever it was wasn’t that big of a deal. But still, curiosity got the best of me, I had to know!

I pulled out the big guns, and placed an outstretched palm on her chin, “Please Ev, I love you…. So much… and I just wanna be here for you through whatever Travis is very rudely insisting you reveal….”

“Hey! I thought you were on my team! And aren’t you doing the same—“ Travis was mockingly indignant.

I lifted a harsh finger in the air. If I could have reached I would’ve silenced his lips with my hand, “Ah, ah ah! Let the lady speak!”

She sighed, pinching my wrist between her fingers and kissing the palm of my hand sweetly, “You’re a wicked little man, you know that?” She opened her mouth to speak but Travis got there sooner.

“Believe it or not, but, Eveline was once a horse girl…”

I burst out laughing, “You? No! What? Really??” My head was ping-ponging from left to right, taking in the countenances of both people.

“Shut up! Fuck you both! This is why I didn’t want you to open your big mouth!” She shoved at Travis’s chest, making the whole couch shake a bit, I was beside myself, this was goddamn hilarious! She continued, moaning with embarrassment, “God! It’s so lame! What a stereotype right? A Texas girl who rides horses? Blegh! Anyway, I haven’t ridden since I was like 10, so, I don’t think it counts.”

Trav, once again, was quicker on the draw, “Oh, it counts!!!” Then, suddenly, a new idea popped in his head as he turned to face me, “Which I guess makes her more of a cowpoke than you are, Penn! Everybody knows you have to have experience with horses in order to consider yourself a true cowboy…. Or girl… or cowperson for people who don’t fall into those categories…”

I gasped, “Fuck! You’re right! I’m a total fraud! I’m not even from here.” I scrambled over to face Travis, making a big show of cupping my hands and pretending to whisper secretly to my copper-haired friend, “Don’t tell Ev this… but I’m a complete hack. I’m just a city boy hiding behind a hat… I have no idea what I’m doing! Man to man, you gotta help me out! I don’t want her to break up with me when she finds out I’m a liar!” All three of us cackled through this.

He said his first sentence in a faux whisper to me, before speaking at normal volume, “Well, let’s fix that, then! Let’s turn this cowboy into a cowman! Whaddya think, Ev?”

“Never say that ever again!”

Well now was my chance to stoke the fire because how could I not? “What?? Cowman????”

She buried her head in her hands, cringing at the stupidity, “It sounds like a terrible off-brand superhero!”

Travis continued, unfazed, “But, for real, I have an uncle with some land and a couple of horses only an hour’s drive from here.”

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I watched as Penn’s entire body stood at rapt attention. His eyes growing wide. I had to nip that in the bud, right now, “No… no, I am not taking him to a horse ranch… absolutely not! That’s just asking for trouble.”

“Awww, c’mon Ev….I wanna be a real cowman!!!” He sunk to his knees clasping his hands together and begging unabashedly. What is your deal little man?! Do you have no shame??

“No, you’re not gonna guilt me into this one… it’s dangerous. Even for humans it can be extremely dangerous. Can’t we just watch the dumb Zac Efron movie now?” Even though I asked it, I knew as well as they did that we were far past the movie, at this point.

Slowly at first and then gaining in tempo, the little man beside my shoulder started to chant fucking cowman over and over and over again. Travis joined him. My love and my best friend were having the time of their lives. That tiny troublemaker brought out the best and the worst in all of us didn’t he? I groaned,“Trav! Stop it! Stop encouraging him! Penn! Hush! I’m not budging on this! It’s not safe! Do you have any idea how big horses are?!”

Penn didn’t seem to be listening to a word I was saying. Instead he was crawling across the couch cushion as fast as his unsteady feet could carry him, before hand over fist, climbing on to my shoulder and standing at his full five and one quarter inches before my face. He placed a warm little hand on either side of the bridge of my nose. Kissing my sweetly, softly. I melted. I loved those little kisses with my whole being. I couldn’t help reaching around and stroking his spine with my finger tips. “Come on, Ev. My entire brand, depends on this. This is my identity we are talking about. What if my fans find out? Everything will come crashing down if I, Penn, do not ride a horse. Please, my love, my beautiful guardian angel, have pity on the poor man you see before you, in dire and desperate need. I’ll never ask for anything ever again. I can lie to my fans, but I’ll never be able to lie to myself. I must right this wrong.”

I rolled my eyes into the back of my skull, “Oh-my-fucking-god-fine.”

The boys erupted into celebration. Penn was literally jumping up and down, giving Travis a hilariously mismatched high five, fist pumping the air and dunking an invisible football… what an idiot. I’m deeply, passionately in love with a tiny idiot.

And just like that, it was settled, we’d drive out to Travis’s family farm at first light tomorrow.

#Oh Penn you are such a little chaos gremlin #Travis you aren't helping #Poor Ev never stood a chance #Excited for Part 2 #Nobody’s Fool #oc:penn #oc:eveline #oc:travis #g/t community #g/t related #g/t au #g/t #sfw g/t #g/t fluff #g/t writing #giant/tiny #giant/tiny community #size difference

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