So i saw you like Rui! You have any g/t headcanons of rui with his tiny troupe or anyone else that you'd be willing to share? (You don't have to though if you dont want to.)

Also i hope you have a wonderful day and keep up the awesome job with your art and writing!😁👍💙

YES! ill do one for each character tbh. Lore provided HCS and silly g/t hcs + romantic ones!

— RUI KAMISHIRO .

despite other’s opinions on him, as a person who reads the jp stories and is generally caught up with lore— rui would be extremely gentle.

my reason to believe is is within his first event focus story— where he accidentally injures tsukasa with one of his crazy ideas. he immediately shutd down; doubting himself as he didn’t want to hurt him.

rui’s main plot-point to me is his arrogance when is comes to his machines. being a prodigy, he views his machines as brilliant— and doesn’t seem to think things will go wrong, or people will get hurt.

this goes hand in hand with my g/t hcs, where i view him as a gentle, yet slightly careless giant. he would treat tinies/humans as if they were glass— but his stupid ideas would make him almost a scary giant.

in his recent event focus in jp, he thanks tsukasa for everything he’s done for him— and that he wouldn’t have been able to change and be a friendlier person— a more approachable one.

this would be an amazing story for a giant— like it totally would be. while his nature stays intact, rui would grow to be a more trusting person, similar in the stories. rui kamishiro is a sweetie, and nobody talks about it enough!

personally— i think he’d be rather teasing of a giant; yet not stupid. he’s brilliant, and could tell, if someone is getting uncomfortable, immediately stopping.

now onto the sillier hcs..

he would definitely pull the “little one” on everyone, especially tsukasa.

he would be hella affectionate. like especially with an s/o. expect him to be very adoring.

he is so sweet with his kisses, like featherlight gentle. he knows his strength and wants to be careful with it.

i feel like he’d be in the 70-80ft range.

giant rui has claws IDC

he’s a little loser. if anyone said he was too tall, expect a “how could you say such a thing~? you’re the small one~”

emu uses him as a blanket, transport bed and jungle gym LMAO

due to being childhood friends with nene, i feel like she would NOT be even a little intimidated. if anything, a little nene is scarier to him..

G/T MIZURUI!! YESS!! my favourite rui ship ever.

mizuki would either find him when skipping middle school, or afterwards when she’s trying to avoid bullies.

they are both little shits, so g/t mizurui would be adorable.

yknow the white day au in their cards for the past two years? yeah. giant “evil” sorcerer rui and knight mizuki!!

i know these are all giant rui hcs but i cant she him as a tiny🥲🥲

Favorite G/T HC?

SUP!!!

So first sorry i answered ur ask so late :( i was js kinda busy this days..

Sooo idk what does it mean from my fav g/t HC...Buttttt i mostly like g/t hcs abt giants or about parental g/t...Its just adorable!!!

Another sorry for answering this late 😭

I Don't Thank You Enough: Beast Yamcha AU mini-comic (6/6)

So I totally forgot that I had gum in my mouth at work the other day and just held it between my teeth for like an hour, so then this was inspired!

He's chillin in Dream's mouth, btw

Taglist! (I've remembered this time!)

@brick-a-doodle-do @i-am-beckyu

A story of a little borrower who has lived in AFC Richmond since Jamie joined the team(the first time). It takes place a little bit after he leaves and returns to AFC Richmond (yknow, once he’s had some character development). Please excuse how it begins abruptly. Also, the team knows about the borrower. Well, except Jamie. (Can you tell who’s asks I’ve been reading too many of?) about 2.4k words!

Things had been rough since Jamie returned to AFC Richmond. Their open lifestyle with the team abruptly halted. They still remembered the day he came back. 

They were waiting in the locker room for the team to finish training. If they weren’t watching the practice with Ted, they waited near Sam’s locker. Sam was always kind and respectful toward them, regardless of what happened on the pitch. However, this time he walked in, he seemed nervous about something. 

“Sam, what’s—“

“You need to get out of here. Now,” He interrupted. They froze, as Sam never acted like this. He immediately noticed the effect it had on them and sighed, lowering his tone. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to lash out like that. But there isn’t much time. Jamie’s back; he’ll be in here any minute. We can talk tomorrow, okay? But you have to go.”

Sam, the team, and the borrower all knew that Jamie finding them would be a terrible idea. They nodded and promptly climbed down the bench to the floor. Wasting no time, they sprinted back into their hole in the walls. Once they were safe, they listened, waiting until they heard Jamie’s voice, confirming the unthinkable. So it was true.

Their mind swirled with conflicting emotions at that moment. Jamie, the one person on the team they thought was gone for good, was back. And probably no different than before, judging by what Isaac had told them about Jamie’s whereabouts since he left Richmond. Apparently, he was on some reality show that got him kicked off of Manchester City. And now he was back here.

A pit formed in their stomach thinking about the last few months. Not having to hide around, not being scared for their life, and not being worried about being vigilant 24/7 were luxuries they had come to enjoy under the care of the team. Now it felt like they were returning back to before. Before the team found them and while Jamie was still here. A life of fear, sleepless nights, and constant anxiety. 

That was about a month ago, and they still were petrified of him, just from everything they heard. From that day onward, they were usually on Roy’s person at all times. The team came to the consensus that they didn’t even want Jamie to know the borrower existed, which they were perfectly fine with. So, they spent a lot of time around Roy, because Roy only put up with Jamie when it was absolutely necessary. 

Getting used to Roy was a learning curve in itself, considering how protective he was. They were often in his pocket while he coached, just so he could ensure that they were safe. Not that they minded, they just missed their autonomy. Frankly, they hadn’t had much freedom or relaxation since Jamie came back. Everyone wanted to keep them out of his hands, so they weren’t roaming around like they used to do when they were bored. 

On another note, they had been in Roy’s pocket a few times when he and Jamie argued. It was unpleasant, to say the least, and the duo always were arguing over nothing. They both spoke way too loud, and the poor borrower's ears always rang for a little bit afterward. Roy usually deaded the conversation pretty quickly when he finally remembered they were with him. Even still, these were some of their only impressions of Jamie, which did not counteract their initial wariness around him.

They were already skeptical of Jamie, even before the team found them. So, after they got comfortable with players, the borrower asked what they all thought of Jamie. Sam had told them a little about what it was like having him as a teammate. Isaac and Colin filled them in on how he treated them, and even Dani had something to say about Jamie as a teammate. Roy, obviously, hated Jamie’s guts, but his criticisms were backed up (for the most part) by the team. None of the reviews were strikingly positive. All of these different and consistent stories solidified their opinion that Jamie was not someone to be found by.

The team only managed to keep them hidden from him for a month or two. One day after practice, Ted called the coaching staff in for a meeting in his office. Roy left them in his office, assuming they wanted some time out of his pocket. He was correct. “Stay right here, Ted wants me for a quick meeting in his office,” Roy said gruffly.

“I’m not a child, Roy. I can go where I like,” They stated, knowing that they wouldn’t leave of their own accord anyway. 

Roy rolled his eyes and started walking toward Ted’s office. “I mean it. I don’t want that prick to find you,” He said over his shoulder before closing the door to his office. And so, they sat contentedly on Roy’s desk, waiting for him to return from that meeting with Ted. 

With nothing better to do, they listened as the team filed into the locker room. The team were slightly more lively than usual, so it must’ve been a good day on the pitch. It made the borrower miss the times when they would watch the team practice from Ted’s shoulder. They saw a new side of the team that they never knew when they lived in the walls. They saw the one passion they all shared for football. 

The room suddenly became tense, and they could only imagine that Jamie walked in. The team still wasn’t very fond of him. Curiosity was testing them, and they wanted to peek out the window but remained on Roy’s desk. They were still curious, but they didn’t want Jamie to see them. Jamie would never willingly visit Roy, as far as they were concerned. So, being in Roy's office was the safest place for them. 

One could imagine their surprise when a few moments later, Jamie sauntered into the room.

“Roy? Where are you, mate? Just want to have a little chat with you, is all,” Jamie said as he leaned against the doorframe of the office. They froze. They weren’t exactly in his line of sight, but they were definitely visible. They watched, eyes wide, as Jamie waited for a response that didn’t come. 

“Fucking hell, I don’t have time to wait around for that bastard,” Jamie muttered under his breath before inviting himself into the room. He glanced around at the various shelves in the office as he slowly walked in. “Won’t even coach me, the ass.” Clearly, Jamie wasn’t in the best mood. Or, he could just be unhappy with Roy. Both were fair guesses. 

But it didn’t matter to them, because they were on the verge of being seen. By Jamie Tartt. Jamie wasn’t the tallest on the team, but his presence seemed so large at that moment. Thinking quickly, they ran behind Roy’s coffee cup and sat behind it, trying to catch their breath. They had never been this close to him before, and it was terrifying. 

Jamie looked around the office space. It was pretty barren of any decorations, so characteristic of Roy. If he was going to wait for Roy to come back from wherever he was, he might as well make himself comfortable. With a sigh, he plopped himself down on Roy’s desk chair. 

He aimlessly swiveled in the chair as he looked around. He leafed through a few of the papers on Roy’s desk before getting bored. He then started drawing on the whiteboard but quickly got tired of that as well and resigned to doing nothing.

Jamie was about to pull out his phone when he noticed the coffee cup on the desk. An idea came to his head. What better way to mess with Roy than to finish off his drink? Was it a good idea considering Jamie came to talk to Roy about coaching him? No, but it was too golden of an opportunity for him to pass up.

With a smirk, Jamie grabbed the cup, and they watched in dismay as their hiding spot was easily lifted away. They were rooted to the spot. They couldn’t move. Jamie was going to see them, and there was no avoiding it. Their mind was telling them to run, but their body wouldn’t listen. They could only watch.

Jamie, on the other hand, wasn’t paying attention. He took a long sip of the coffee only to nearly spit it back out. “Of course, he would drink straight black coffee,” Jamie scoffed. As he went to return the cup to its original position, he locked eyes with them. 

Their mind raced; their heart pounded. Time was at a standstill. They didn’t want to look up at him, but they also couldn’t tear their eyes away. Everything the players had ever told them about Jamie came rushing to the forefront of their brain. 

“No teammate has ever made me feel as bad about myself as Jamie did.”

Sam’s words specifically echoed in their head, along with their panicked thoughts. With all of these swirling in their head, they could barely pay attention to what was going on. He was just so huge. They had grown used to feeling small since being acquainted with the team, but the unease of it all resurfaced tenfold. They had deja vu from the day the team first found me. 

Jamie just… looked at them. His expression was one of confusion, then it morphed into disbelief, and finally curiosity. He blinked a few times as if he was trying to convince himself that they were real. Slowly, he set the cup on a different part of the desk without taking his eyes off them. Now they had his full attention. They shuddered involuntarily.

“What the fuck…” Jamie trailed off. As he gazed at them, he leaned a little closer. His lips were slightly parted in awe, and they could barely feel the breath of his exhales. “You’re just a tiny little thing, aren’t you?” He whispered. If they weren’t so terrified, they would’ve noticed how quiet his voice was. 

They caught sight of movement out of the corner of their eye but didn’t react quickly enough. They could only flinch back as Jamie moved his hand. They tensed up and squeezed their eyes shut, anticipating the unpleasant, sinking feeling of getting picked up against their will. They felt nothing. They peeked up to find that his hand stopped right next to them. “You’re smaller than me hand,” he marveled, still in awe of the fact that they existed.

Jamie frowned, seemingly confused as they shrunk away from his hand. Their reaction prompted him to really look at them, to take in all the emotions littered across their face. “You’re shaking. Are you alright?” In truth, They hadn’t even noticed when they began trembling. But Jamie was starting to see all of their anxious habits: from how they had barely moved since he saw them to how their eyes darted around, searching for an escape.

They couldn’t even form the words to respond; all that escaped was a sharp inhale. Their throat felt tight from the trepidation of the moment. Their body wouldn’t listen to them, even though they desperately wanted to run far, far away. Their silence seemed to perplex Jamie further. If he kept asking questions, there would be a point that they would have to respond. There was no other way out of this scenario. 

His voice dragged them out of their thoughts. “I’m sorry if I scared you,” he said, looking a little bashful. “You… you can understand me, yeah?” They barely nodded, finally giving him a semblance of an answer. He sighed with a gentle smile. “That’s good. If… if you don’t mind me asking, what are you doing here? In the club, I mean.”

There was a beat of silence. They knew they had to talk to him at some point. They took a deep breath, trying to calm their nerves. “I’m… waiting for Roy,” They mumbled, staring at their hands. Jamie couldn’t suppress a smile as he heard them speak for the first time. Such a tiny voice that fits them so perfectly. A part of him was still in disbelief that someone so small existed. Then he registered what they said. 

“You’re waiting for— You know Roy Kent?” His voice rose a bit, filled with disbelief. They nodded and backed up a few steps, growing a little more nervous. Jamie noticed and immediately softened his expression. Roy wasn’t his favorite person, but he knew had to curb his distaste for their sake. Clearly, it was making them nervous. Given how they were acting around him, he could rightfully assume that they were more comfortable with Roy.

“Does anyone else know that you’re here?” He asked, keeping his voice soft.

They nodded but hesitated before answering, wondering how he would take the answer. “Um… the rest of the team knows,” they said, purposefully avoiding his eyes that were trained on them. 

Jamie sat back in the chair, thinking for a moment. After a bit, he finally spoke. “So, everyone on the team knows about you, except me.” He stated, mostly to himself. “And you’ve been here for how long?”

“Three years, b-but the team only found me last season,” was their barely audible response. 

Jamie was sort of frustrated. He knew earning the team’s trust would be difficult, but for them to hide something like this from him was a low blow. To think that his teammates thought he’d possibly hurt them was the reason they never told him. Jamie knew he hadn’t been the best teammate in the past but, this hurt.

Then he looked back down at them again. They had not only spent the last season with the team but also lived in the club for two seasons before that. His heart twinged as he imagined how terrifying he must be to them. They had seen him at his best and worst. He could see that even though they were talking to him and being somewhat cooperative, they was beyond uncomfortable. 

Their hands were winding around each other in a nervous fray; their body and muscles were tense, ready to flee at a moment’s notice. Jamie ran his hands through his hair, contemplating his next words. 

“I’m gonna go,” Jamie began. He could tell that they perked up at those words, but swallowed his pride and continued. “I can talk to Roy later. I don’t want to make you any more uncomfortable than I have. But, I want you to know that I would never hurt you, yeah?”

They tilted their head and nodded warily. “Good.” True to his word, Jamie stood up and made his way to the door. “Cheers.” He walked out of the room, leaving them more confused than anything.

this is heavily unedited so if there are any typos plz let me know :) also, this will probably have a part 2 BUT don't expect it in a timely manner unfortunately. this took me way too long to write argh.

Thought I’d post this here even though the ask was on my side blog

T!Pomni HCs

– doesn't like being touched or picked up suddenly. (Jax is a picks her up suddenly anyway)

– feels most comfortable with Ragatha despite what happened on the first day. 

– over time she feels more comfortable with being held (by Ragatha only)

– anxious little bean (more anxious than previously since she’s smol)

– depressed but not giving up (Since she knows Ragatha might break if she gave up)

Caine

– he's trying to find a way to fix her smol size. He’s trying his best to accommodate adventures for her.

How the circus members treat her as a tiny

– Kinger mistakes her for an insect quite often.

– Gangle (tragedy mask) to scared to go near her

– Gangle (comedy mask) overbearingly touchy

– Zooble has no interest in her.

– Jax toys with her, alway finding new ways to scare her.

– Ragatha is the most concerned and kind. Pomni trusts her the most.

Hello. I don't know if you're still interested but I just found about the, still in work, game The Militsioner and also found your posts, how much you want to talk about it so I wanted to ask if you have any headcanons for our giant?

HELLO!!! SORRY FOR THIS TAKING SOME TIME TO POST, COLLEGE WAS TRYING TO FIGHT ME!

Ok ok so

I mentioned he likes birds, but i think he is an animal person in general, birds are just his favourites.

I think he doodles on his notepad, it’s literally the only other form of stimulation other than watching the town like it’s an ant farm. Someone please get this guy a pop-it or something.

Idk how many things i put in my other post, but i think his hair is slightly curly. Rain makes it worse (better)

I think that he feels very exposed without his hat. It’s basically the only cover he has, so i think that he’s not a fan of not having it on.

He’d either have a major sweet tooth or enjoy the most horrifically bitter, strange mixtures of foods you’ve ever seen and idk which is better

I don’t think he’d be much of a drinker if he had alcohol at his size. Like maybe during special occasions, but i don’t think he finds drinking on regular days fun

Plays with his tie when he’s bored and then immediately tries and sets it back to how it was because now it’s all creased and he doesn’t exactly have an iron to get creases out

I think he’d LOVE classic literature, let him read every book he can find, even if it’s too small for him and he needs help seeing the words and turning the page.

I don’t think he realises entirely how TERRIFYING it is to be picked up like a bug, like he’s aware that it’s daunting but he doesn’t know how terrifying because he doesn’t have a frame of reference. Maybe the player eventually befriends him enough to explain their point of view.

I loved your Beastars stuff! What about some vore headcanons with Foxy? (FNAF)

I'm really glad you liked them! Feel free to request more^ ^

Foxy (FNAF 1) Vore Headcanons (⚠Warning⚠)

Foxy is more the playful sort. I feel like if he actually found a tiny he'd probably enjoy fucking with them and scaring the hell out of them. That is.....unless the tiny starts crying and is obviously not okay, then he's a gentle cuddle bug that likes to calm you down.

If you're a prey that likes sharp teeth Foxy is definitely the pred for you!

Definitely the type to play with his food, expect to be dangled over and open maw and teased, possibly with him snapping his jaw shut.

Might be the type to let you chill in his mouth......but don't expect to get out of it without being swallowed first.

Secretly a cuddle bug, he can be super scary and intimidating but he has a soft side. If you can get past all the scary crap he pulls then you'll definitely earn cuddles and love from this big softie.

For sure the type to be extremely loyal, he can bully you but the moment anyone else does they're going down and he'll be there to calm you down~

lgbtq+ friendgroup

Emerald duo ls meetup HC’s for the soul >:)

Notes: this was created in a fit of writing power so it is very unedited by apologies. Also this is a good mix of fluff and angst so I hope you enjoy

When Phil and Kristen finally get settled into their AirBnB in the US Techno has to take an Uber over. He hadn’t been out of his tiny city in years and he didn’t have his own car so it wasn’t like he could make the trek on his own. Tiny’s did have their own highway just below the street so they weren’t in danger of human cars, but tiny Ubers were hard to find. This lead to Techno having to sit anxiously in the car of a tall quiet human man. Thankfully the car had some accommodations like the seat being higher up so Techno didn’t feel as small, but still he felt his breath hitch every time the man so much as turned his head in his direction.

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When the car started to pull into the neighborhood Phil was staying in Techno felt his whole body shudder. He couldn’t do it. Every house was gigantic and walking across the sidewalk were so so many humans. The overwhelming fear he’d had since he was 16 started to overwhelm him and after a few minutes of shaking in his seat the Uber driver asked if he’d like to turn back.

“I can take you back kid, free no problem. Just let me know,” the man said in his deep grumbly voice.

Techno appreciated it he really did but it felt odd being comforted by the stranger. Especially a human one. But instead of agreeing to he just swallowed up his fear and sat back into the seat. He could feel the humans gaze on him the rest of the ride but he refused to look.

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Kristen was actually the one to first greet him at the house. He was oddly grateful for it because when he shot Phil and Kristen the text that he was at the door he has started to get strangely nervous about the idea of the giant door opening. But instead the tiny one, attached to the hinges of the larger one, swung open. Kristen immediately pulled him into a tight hug and babbled on asking about his ride over and how everything was. After a few second of formalities she nudged him inside and while he was immediately struck by just how large everything was in the house there was still no Phil to be seen.

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The first real interaction techno had with Phil was just his voice. It was almost odd that after an hour or two at the house talking with Kristen Phil still didn’t show up. He felt bad but every time he heard a floorboard creek or the sound of wind against a window his head would shoot towards it in fear that it was the human. He didn’t want to feel afraid of his friend but the waiting almost made it worse. It got to a point where Kristen was talking about dinner and he finally decided to ask where the human was.

Kristen stopped in her tracks and shifted inwards toward herself. “Oh dear, he didn’t want to scare you so he’s been waiting. We thought it might be bad if he was the first person you saw here.”

It made sense but guilt curled in Techno’s gut at the idea that his friend, the whole reason Kristen was there in the first place, was hiding in his room because he didn’t want to scare the tiny.

Slowly Kristen guided Techno to her and her husbands shared room and pressed the small doorbell attached to the side so she could get his attention. “Phil, it’s me. I have techno.”

Techno slouched in on himself as loud footsteps got closer to the door. Under the crack of it he could see the shadow of feet several times his size.

“Techno?” Phil’s voice echoed through the door.

“Yeah it’s me,” Techno breathed out, “Hey Phil.”

For a while they just talked through the door and Techno could almost forget that when it did open he’d be faced by a giant.

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Phil didn’t come out of the room until dinner. It made more sense for him to make it anyway since it would be much harder for the tinies to try to make a human sized portion for him than the other way around.

Kristen held onto Techno’s arm tight as Phil finally stepped out of his room. She’d had the idea to be on the kitchen table when he did come out so that Techno wouldn’t feel too small compared to the man but she could still feel the way the man cringed and shook at the sight of her husband.

“Techno,” Phil’s eyes widened, “It’s good to see you mate.”

Techno’s breath audibly caught in his throat as he stared up at the man. Kristen smiled sadly at her husband and she could tell by his small nod that he understood.

“Here,” Phil said with a quieter voice, “I’m just going to make dinner okay. You can stay here and we can talk if you’d like but I won’t make you do anything mate.”

Techno finally moved, just a small nod and a tight smile, but Kristen took it as progress. She had her work cut out for her to help the two friends but she had faith she could do it.

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Techno didn’t know why he’d agreed to let Phil sit at the table with them. He was trying to get along with Phil, he really was, but something about being so close to someone so much larger than him was doing strange things to his head. Even though he’d talked to the man for years now and would certainly consider him one of his closest friends, hearing the familiar voice come out of a giant figure didn’t feel right.

He sat in silence with his small plate in front of him while Kristen and Phil talked animatedly. He appreciated that they tried not to make it feel weird even though Techno knew how uncomfortable it had to be for them for him to be sitting in silence.

The whole dinner Techno only truly acknowledged Phil once when the human brought up one of Tommy’s blog ideas techno frankly thought was pretty dumb. And when he did speak up about it he could tell Phil was shocked. The human looked at him in surprise and a small gentle smile spread across his face.

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The first time Techno touched Phil was his own fault. It was the third day of them being in the US and while techno had gotten better about talking to Phil and felt a bit more comfortable in his presence he still was hyper aware of just how large Phil was.

Techno sat on the counter while Phil made coffee for them all. They talked absentmindedly about life and for one of the first times Techno felt safe. Even though every time Phil’s hands moved a bit too close to grab a mug or creamer he still flinched he could talk to the man now which was progress in his eyes.

“How do you like your coffee mate,” Phil hummed as he poured a little bit of the coffee from his own mug into a tiny one.

“A little creamer is good,” Techno nodded, “Thank you.”

“Of course mate,” Phil smiled as he went back to humming the dumb song that had been stuck in his head all day from a tik tok they all watched earlier.

Techno studied the man’s giant hands as he prepared the small coffee that looked comical between his fingers. After a minute Phil set it back down for Techno to take, a few inches away from him so he never got too close for Techno’s liking.

Techno appreciated it, he really did, but it still made him sad how obviously cautious Phil was around him. To try to curb his guilt Techno brought up a game he’d heard of recently and started to tell the human about. Phil laughed as he prepared his own coffee, and agreed to play it on stream with the tiny at some point.

Techno laughed as well as Phil continued to make little jokes about it and without looking the tiny stood up to grab his coffee. The problem was when he stood up his foot slipped on the small piece of plastic film left over from the keurig cups Phil was using. His breath caught in his throat as he slipped backwards. His arms shot back to try to catch himself but they were met with air.

Techno yelped as he fell backwards off the table. He was going to die, his frantic mind supplied.

But before he could hit the hard tile beneath them something soft and warm stopped his fall.

“Fuck mate are you alright?” Phil asked with a small laugh and weirdly the words vibrates through Techno’s body.

His eyes peeled open and he found that thankfully he wasn’t on the floor or worse dead. Instead giant fingers arched up around him as he was gently cradled in Phil’s palm.

Instinctually he tightened his body into a ball even with the progress he’d made with Phil the image of a hand wrapped around him made him wish he had just hit the ground. His breathing quickened as the hand below him moved and he swore for a second he could feel the warmth of a lighter reaching towards him.

“Hey hey you’re okay mate,” Phil soothed, “I’m putting you right down okay just breathe.”

He struggled even more trying to get free of the hands below him but when he tried to push his way through the massive fingers they tightened lightly around him.

“Hey no calm down Techno,” Phil said, “you’re gonna fall again let me put you down.”

Techno panicked even more at the giants now awfully loud sounding voice. Tears started to prick at his eyes even once he was deposited down onto the wooden table again. He buried his face in his legs wishing not only that he hadn’t reacted that poorly to his friends help but that he could just be normal.

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It’s a few days after that Techno apologies to Phil. He’d barely seen him even though they’d been staying in the same house aside from when the human would come out to make food for them all, and even the he never got closer than a few feet away from Techno.

He’s had a bit to think about it now, and while he couldn’t blame himself for panicking over being held it wasn’t fair to Phil for him to ignore the human for saving him. He knew logically that if Phil hadn’t caught him he would have been injured or worse.

“Phil, can we talk?” Techno spoke up from his place on the table across the room from the human.

Phil paused chopping up a carrot for the soup he was going to make and glanced over to Techno. It still felt strange being looked at by someone so giant but he’d gotten better about it over his time in the house. And really Phil had been nothing but careful with him.

“Yeah mate what is it?” Phil asked now turned towards the tiny but still far.

Techno sighed and stood up from where he was sitting to make bet tree r eye contact with Phil, “Can you come here?”

The human’s head tilted a bit in consideration before he slowly and carefully walked over to the table techno was on. And even once he was close he still stopped more than an arms length away.

“What is it mate? Is everything okay?”

“Yeah,” Techno spoke slowly, unsure of his own words, “I just wanted to apologize- for the other day. I don’t know why I freaked out that bad man I’m sorry.”

Phil grimaced and bent his head down so he was a bit closer to the tiny, “No you don’t have to be sorry. It’s fine really. I didn’t mean to scare you that bad, I just didn’t have another choice-”

Techno met Phil’s eyes and smiled reassuringly up at the human, “I know. That’s why I’m sorry. I’ve been ignoring you and that’s just me being afraid and you don’t deserve that for helping me.”

Phil took a deep breath before pulling one of the chairs out from the table. Even then he was still awfully careful with how loud his steps were as he sat down to be closer to eye level with the tiny. His back hunched back into the chair like a heavy weight had settled on his shoulders.

“Techno,” he started slowly, “I understand how hard this is for you…and I really don’t blame you. I have no idea how scary this must be especially with what you’ve been through.”

“I know Phil,” Techno replied, “But it doesn’t excuse it. I have to get over it eventually, yeah.”

Phil hummed nonchalantly as his eyes bounced up and down trying not to stare at the tiny too much. Everything he did was so careful to not scare him and Techno couldn’t help but feel bad.

The two looked at each other in near silence, a heavy weight in the air before Techno decided he had to do something. Slowly, one step at a time he walked closer to the edge until he was almost face-to-face with Phil’s chest.

From so close he could hear every slow breath the human took as he stared down at his tiny friend.

“I want you to hold me,” Techno said carefully, his mouth dry.

Phil’s brows furrowed as he bent down more to see the tiny, “What? Mate not to be rude but just a few days ago you have a full panic attack from just that.”

“I know Phil,” Techno exhaled, “That’s why I need you to do this… You were just helping me. And I know that not all humans are bad but I just can’t seem to get that into my head.”

Phil nodded and Techno watched, stunned, as his adams apple bobbed in his throat, “You don’t have to do this Techno.”

“I know.”

Techno said it with more resolution than he thought he had in his whole self. His words seemed sure even though he could still feel every muscle in his body straining to get away from the human. But when he looked up to Phil’s eyes there was nothing but kindness if not a little worry.

“Okay then,” Phil gulped, “I’m going to put my hand on the table…you can get on or off whenever you want.”

And even with the warning as Phil’s hand slowly moved towards him Techno flinched. Phil almost pulled away but before he could Techno reached out lightning fast to grab one of his fingers. The human gasped just barely able to be heard, but techno could tell how stunned he was.

Once he fully grasped what he’d done he awkwardly let go of Phil’s forefinger allowing the man’s hand to rest upwards on the table. Looking at it now it seemed to much bigger than he remembered when he was held by him last. The man’s fingers were easily twice as large as him and every wrinkle on his palm looked ginormous. However the monstrous size of it was contrasted by how careful Phil was. The human barely breathed as he stared down at Techno, waiting for him to make the first move.

With one deep breath Techno pushed his fears aside and rested his own hands on the palm of Phil’s own. It was soft but still sturdy enough that with a little jump he could pull himself into the human’s hand. Once again he felt his body freeze in terror, but this time he took a deep breath and slowly let his eyes meet Phil’s. The eyes weren’t deranged and illuminated by the small fire of a lighter and the hands around him never tightened until he couldn’t breath.

Instead Phil’s eyes lit up with happiness, as Techno found the balance to stand up on his friend’s palm.

“God you’re huge man,” Techno laughed, for the first time feeing fully comfortable in the hand of a human.

“Nah you’re just small mate,” Phil smirked, “but thank you. For this, all of this. You don’t have to.”

“I know Phil,” Techno smiled, “thank you for helping me.”

T/artaglia is the type of guy to say "he never catches colds" or "he never gets sick" or "he has an immune system of steel" and then he is the one to catch one of the worst colds ever, you can't change my mind.

Somthin somthin the poor king dude is tired

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@onthefreighttrain hehe >:D Jimmy and Joel had been, to put it lightly, at each other's throats, although most of the antagonizing was coming from Joel’s behalf. The so-called ‘God’ had started to push his boundaries though. Before you ask, no, it’s not the pranks. In fact, Jimmy has a good laugh at those. He even has to admit that the wall around his empire was actually neat looking. The small man blinked a couple times and opened his eyes. He stretched out his arms and his eyes glossed over at the patchwork. Yeah, exactly what he meant. Whatever Joel had done was changing him. Jimmy slid his sleeve down; his eyes traced the work gloves scar had given him. He had become more and more interested in trying them, but he hated how they felt. They were used to help reduce calluses on builders, but they always made his hands super sweaty. It made sense. The material was thick to protect the builders hands, and well, he lived in a desert. Thinking about it, Scar seemed to use them for his building all the time. He didn’t seem to have a problem with the heat. Though, most of the time he used the shadows of the stuff he had built to hide from the sun. It made sense. Scar had built twice, well once really, in deserts. Back in hermitcraft season 5, Scar had done a similar thing to what Jimmy was doing now. And well, 3rd life was pretty much all Grian. Jimmy started towards the door before sighing, stepping back, and picking up the gloves. He should probably go resource gathering anyways. He slid them on and tested finger movements. It was smooth. He kneeled down and picked up his axe from where it laid against the wall. “Wow,” Jimmy said quietly to himself. He expected the axe to slip, but he held it perfectly as if he weren't wearing the gloves at all. “These are well made. Scar was right!”It also explains how the hermits built their tower so quickly. Honestly, the building gloves weren’t used as much on empires before this. Sausage, Joel, and Scott were the only ones with a couple pairs before. That made sense though. They make the most, building wise, and it would have just been easier on them. It’s honestly when Jimmy first used them. It felt fine out in the open plains, but back at the desert it was just too hot. Jimmy headed up the stairs towards his portal. He ran his hand over the obsidian. He couldn’t feel the heat that normally would come with it. Soon he stepped in, the nauseating feeling hit. It wasn’t really all bad, you got used to it. His feet slid onto the ground, and he started towards the portal closest to spawn: Joel’s. The chance of getting face to face with the god was little to none, though. Oh boy was he wrong. The second he stepped through the portal, the man stood there talking to Grian. Of course, the two people he didn’t want to see. Grian’s head snapped towards him with a smirk on his face. “Well hello Tim,” Grian cooed teasingly. “What nowwww…” Jimmy groaned. “Aww what? I’m not even doing anything.” “Oh please, Grian, it’s you, you can’t not do anything.” “You think so little of me,” Grian says, turning his head playfully upset. Joel let out a laugh as Jimmy stepped out of the portal and into the snow. “Wait, you guys got snow?” He asked confusedly, snapping the others out of their giggle fits. “Oh yeah, I suppose you don’t get that down in the badlands, do you?” Joel said. “Well, that's why Grian was here. I was talking about ideas on how to stop it from covering all the paths while also making it look good. I didn’t think about it when making plans.” Jimmy let out a little laughing huff through his nose. “Well I was going to get wood, not sure if I could- er, well, should do that now.” Jimmy lowered his axe. Grian’s eyes traced his movements. “You started wearing the gloves?” The avian remarked. “Oh yeah,” Jimmy said, showing his free hand. “I’m kinda glad I did, again because of the snow.”“Wait, why are you wearing the gloves?” Grian asked, Jimmy paused for a second. “I was starting to get calluses. Might need to fix my axe as well. It has a couple splinters in the handle.” Grian shrugged, seeing no reason to disagree, but Joel smiled. “Are you sure that’s the only reason?” Joel asked, placing a hand on Jimmy’s shoulder. It took a couple seconds but Jimmy yanked himself away with his right hand grabbing at his far shoulder. The sheriff turned his head, teeth biting his lip in pain. Joel had that same smirk, but Grian’s was faltering. Jimmy’s vision blurred, and as it did, he started to fall. The sheriff could barely make out the parrot running at him, worried and calling out his name. He felt something soft and warm catch him. His head felt awful and there was loud calling surrounding him. Something soft touched his back and he pulled into it letting out a pained groan due to the headache. After what felt like a couple munities his headache began to clear. His eyes opened and he saw they were holding a familiar red fabric. He looked around slowly. He was cradled in what seemed to be Grian’s arms. The avian was fluffed up and seemed to be shouting- wait, he was shouting at Joel. Jimmy let out a pained moan and Grian’s arguing stopped. The avian looked down at the tiny in his hand. “You okay?” the larger asked, voice shaking a little. “Headache,” Jimmy said. There was some shuffling, and the tiny saw the avian stand. His eyes slid over to Joel, whose head hung in defeat. Jimmy’s head flipped between the two. He knew Grian was defensive, but he rarely yelled at anyone. “Where are you taking me?” Jimmy asked, starting to get scared. Grian looked down at him with a saddened expression. “To Tango. I’m not sure what Joel did to you, and it’s best you’re with someone who won’t hurt you more.” Jimmy blinked a couple times, confused, but nuzzled into Grian’s sweater more. “Mmkay,” he murmured before looking down. Wait, why wasn’t he cold? There was snow, but he didn’t feel cold, in fact he couldn’t feel the heat from Grian’s body like he had before. Jimmy pulls up his sleeve and sees his whole arm full of stitches. Same with his legs when he rolled up his pant’s sleeve. “What?” Jimmy asked aloud. Grian looked at him and saw what the smaller one was looking at. Jimmy heard the growl and looked up to Grian whose teeth bared as he gave one last angry look to Joel before spreading his wings. Although Grian wasn’t really built for the snow, he shot through the air, aiming for the cave. “Grian, I- I’m scared. I don’t want him to see me like this.” “He’ll take care of you though. He wont judge you for this. In fact, I think he’d murder Joel.”Jimmy relaxed at that. “I wouldn’t mind that,” he jokes, making Grian laugh a little. The avian’s flying slowed as the cave showed up. Soon the parrot was on the tracks and making his way in on the rails. Grian’s wings opened again as he slowly descended. A familiar blue light showed and Grian headed towards it, landing nearby. Tango turned to greet Grian, pulling the goggles off his eyes. “Hiya buddy? What’s up?” Grian smiled and moved the stiff Jimmy into his hands. “I have something for you.” Tango looks down at Grian’s hands and lets out a happy squeak. “Just be careful with ‘em, ‘mkay?” Tango nodded, pulling the small toy into his chest. Jimmy’s face flushed and he looked at Grian slowly, who just smiled widely. “Well, I’ve got some stuff to get. Have fun with that!” Tango nodded and walked back into the bamboo farm. He made a comfy chair and placed Jimmy in it. “I’ll be back for you. I’ve got some redstone to take care of first.” Jimmy watched out of the corner of his eyes and Tango jumped down into a hole. The clicking and jittering of redstone machinery was on and off. The doll figured he was fixing something that broke. Soon Tango re-emerged, redstone staining his clothes and sweat dripping down his face. Jimmy sat there in stunned silence, a good stunned silence. Jimmy knew Tango was built already. The man carried deep slate everywhere, and it was heavy stuff! Tango looked over to his small friend and smiled. Jimmy could barely not smile as Tango took off his larger coat, leaving him in a black tank top. It didn’t help when Timmy was picked up by the hot man and held close to the large hermit’s heart. The sound of it beating was relaxing, but he was being pushed gently into the large abs. Though now, he could see all those muscles at work as well. Oh wow, it was hot. Well, Tango was a fire demon, but that’s not exactly what he was trying to point out. The demon gently slid his fingers down the tiny’s face, who leaned into it a little. Tango smiled and headed back to his hut. “Man, I really wish I could talk to you.” Tango says to the plushy. “I miss you.”Jimmy went to respond, but was surprised when nothing came out. ‘W-what?’ Jimmy thought to himself. He was just speaking with Grian hours ago, was he choking on something? Again, he tried to speak, but nothing came out of his mouth. His throat felt fine, his breathing felt normal, so why?Jimmy’s spiraling thoughts stopped as he was placed on a large red bed. It was a really nice bed, too. It was thick but super soft. It made sense though, as the cave would be pretty cold and damp. All Jimmy could really do was watch as Tango disappeared behind a corner towards what the smaller assumed to be his bathroom. The tiny let out a sigh. At least he got to spend time with Tango. And well, Jimmy wouldn’t trade that for the world.

hsr g/t community.

look at her.

look at the blorbo.

okay hear me out. clara is so incredibly tiny-coded it's actually insane???

i love her so much.

Thinking about a Giant Ruberhose Cartoon OC inspired by Steamboat Willy’s Mickey Mouse since it’s going to the Public Domain very soon.

Giant!Wendigoon meets the Lore Lodge Head-canons:

Wendidad still has his classic shirts, no, we don’t know how he gets them, and the world may never know

The image of Wendigoon staring in at Aidan during the Weird Bible livestream still occurs, but he’s farther back and, still holding the gun, looks to be rapidly approaching

He somehow has a giant deer skull he wears around, and like the shirts, we don’t know and don’t need to know how he obtained it - but was probably a giant cryptid

When they meet for the Missing 411 video, Isiah (not good with spelling names btw) is just in the background of some of the shots, standing menacingly

He still has a dependency on Dr.Enuff

More people after the Denis Martin video go up believe that either the Lore Lodge, Wendigoon, or both are government sysops (can’t spell well)

Aidan tries to find out why Isiah is giant, but doesn’t find out, because no one knows why; could be because he’s been unknowingly sent from Agartha to gain intel, or just because he is Wendigoon

Aidan finds out that the cryptids in the forests around at least Appalachia are real, the feds know they exist; and it’s thanks to Wendigoon having an actual cluster of Wendigos in an abandoned building he found one day

The Aidans also see that Wendigoon has caught a mothman, multiple ghouls, and the Jersey Devil, and keeps them “because he thinks they’re neat”

While the Aidans we at first freaked out by Isiah, Archibald was not, as he is too thoughtless to even truly realize that something isn’t right or that he’s different (we love thoughtless doggo, the real Lore Lodge owner)

Wendigoon indeed does still have a magic spoon addiction, but it’s worse (he may or may not have a giant pile of magic spoon boxes in an abandoned silo for him to raid whenever he pleases

Isiah almost broke the jeep when he first met the Aidans, by almost kicking it down a hill - it was not damaged

(I did these partly last minute, if anyone wants to add ideas, feel free to throw them out there. I’ll probably make more later. Sorry in advance Aidan!)