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cyncerity · 23 days

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Finally! The Store Shifter AU dad story!!

Holy shit this took so long, i’m still not fully satisfied with the ending but this story has been like genuinely over 5 months in the making so i’m leaving it as is. also this will need a part 2 so expect that hopefully in a shorter period of time than this one took!

guys this thing is like almost 5k words lol

tw vore: don’t like it don’t read it

“Bad, are you sure this is the best idea?” “Yes I’m sure, now be quiet, we’re almost there.”

Skeppy huffed, blowing a few loose strands of hair out of his face. Bad always got like this when they went on retrieval missions. The kind and funny (if not somewhat naïve) man he married buried beneath a stoic, focused outer shell. He couldn’t blame him, though. Humans were horrifying to be around, and if Bad felt like he needed to turn off everything to get them all out of there safely, so be it. Usually it was just the two of them, Skeppy and Bad against the world as it always seemed to be, but Sam was with them today. He’d been pretty silent through their walk, but Skeppy could sense the unease practically radiating off him. Sam was a builder, after all; he almost never went near humans. But, according to him, some homes in their colony had been damaged by storms and needed repair work that would be significantly easier with human tools.

So, here they were. Bad, Skeppy, and Sam, headed towards a human market. Skeppy had been fully opposed, but the hunt and crops had been poor at the colony, and their supplies likely wouldn’t be regrown until a few months from now if they were lucky. Bad suggested the human’s market, where he’d heard other borrowers say they’d seen humans come in with nothing and leave with bags full of god knows what. He was confident they’d be able to find the necessary rations there, and even if he was scared, he wouldn’t let Bad go to some human infested place without him. Then Sam had joined them and off they’d gone, promising the rest of the colony to be back in a day or two.

As they neared the market, Skeppy could see Bad tense. Anyone else wouldn’t have noticed the slight crease of his brows, the minute shaking of his hands. That’s part of what made him a great leader for their colony; he was able to stay calm and collected no matter what. But having known him for so long, Skeppy could read him like an open book. He was scared. Sam, meanwhile, wasn’t even trying to hide it. He was quaking, clearly terrified of going into a space filled with creatures he knows could and likely would kill him if given the chance. Skeppy, honestly, was equally terrified. They almost never ventured this far into human society, and certainly never into human inhabited spaces. But, all for the good of the colony.

They approached the building and saw humans leaving the store, making Skeppy’s stomach turn in fear. He was sure that his fear was just as noticeable as Sam’s was, and he wasn’t sure how Bad was managing to keep his cool while him and Sam were panicking right next to him. But somehow, Bad pressed them forward, and they had little choice but to follow. They’d already made it this far, and like hell Skeppy was gonna back down and leave Bad to do this alone now.

They managed to get in the door right behind a human before scurrying back to the shadows for safety the second they entered the building, and holy shit was it bigger than he’d thought it was. There were dozens and dozens of rows one hundred times bigger than any one of them, even if they were small compared to the trees of the forest. “We’ll have to search from above,” Bad whispered quietly, breaking the unspoken vow of silence that the three had been following since nearing the shop. “Skeppy, lend me a rope. We can hoist each other up on each level.”

So, that they did. One of them would climb, then throw a rope for the other two to climb to meet them, only occasionally having to hide behind whatever human product was nearest to avoid being spotted. Thank god there weren’t as many humans in the place as he’d initially thought there would be. After a while, the three had made it to the top, overlooking pretty much the entire shop. Skeppy took note that most of the food they’d need was farther back in the store, unfortunately, but at least the platforms they stood on were close enough together that they could jump them. He also took note that a good number of humans were leaving, which was great for them, but also meant that night was likely coming soon, so they had to be fast. It wasn’t safe to travel the woods at night. Bad seemed to recognize this, as he gestured for Skeppy and Sam to follow him, leading them towards what they’d need. After a few more minutes of the three heading to the back, almost all the humans were gone except for a few in bright green vests. Skeppy reasoned that they were the ones who operated the place, if they all dressed the same and stayed when no one else did. But he wasn’t worried; what were the odds that the humans would look up to see them?

“Hey, Nick, you wanna head home early? You don’t look so good, I’m sure Dream wouldn’t mind.” Skeppy heard a human say. He knew it’d be best to stay back, but Skeppy was nothing if not stupidly impulsive. He leaned over the edge of the platform they’d been walking on, catching the attention of Bad and Sam too late to stop him. The human who had spoken was wearing a white sweater and gold chain with blonde hair and pale skin. He was talking to another human, “Nick” apparently, who was slumped over some boxes he was putting on a shelf, back turned to where the borrowers were. This one had a dark red hoodie and black beanie pulled over his head that almost matched the shade of his hair. The first human was right, though; if human body language read anything like a borrowers, this guy really wasn’t looking good. Nevertheless, he responded. “Hm? No, no, I’m fine, Punz, really.” He mumbled, barely looking up. The blonde one, “Punz,” didn’t look like he believed it for a second. “Bullshit. C’mere, let me take your temperature.” He said, pulling the other human to face him, and-

No.

No fucking way.

Skeppy could feel that Bad at this point had noticed his absence and had come over to drag him away from the conversation by force, but he shook himself free from his grip, eyes never leaving the scene in front of him. That was him. There’s no way it wasn’t. His hair was different, far different from the hazel brown he remembered, the same shade as his father’s, but it was him. He even had the discoloration around his eyes to prove it, the scar that had nicknamed him “Pandas” all those years ago. He looked older, much older, no longer the teen Skeppy remembered, and more tired. Worn down, even. He really did look sick.

Bad wasn’t letting go, and now Sam was trying to help him. Punz and Nick- no, Sapnap, he was sure of it- were still idly chatting below, Punz trying to convince Sapnap he needed to go and Sapnap insisting he was fine. At another insistent yank from Bad, Skeppy finally snapped, pulling away and grabbing Bad by the front of his hood, dragging his face close. “Bad,” he whispered as quietly as he could with tears threatening to spill from his eyes, “it’s our son.”

He saw Bad’s eyes light up for a moment before fear masked his expression. He looked down at Sapnap, who was now sat alone, staring at the ground. Punz must’ve left at some point without him noticing. Bad sat in stunned silence, and for once Skeppy couldn’t read his expression. An expression he could read, however, was Sam’s. He looked an odd mix of confused and mortified. Skeppy was confused at the odd reaction before it hit him; Sam didn’t know Sapnap was a shifter. “That’s Sapna-mph?!“ “Shh!!” Sam whisper yelled before Skeppy slapped a hand over his mouth. “Ok, i don’t know what he’s doing here but yes, it has to be. He can…do this. I mean, he can look human. But he’s not! It’s…it’s a long story, dude.” “I- He..what?? Bad, you knew about this?” Sam whisper yelled again, quieter. “…Yes.” Bad took a moment to answer, like it pained him to admit out loud that the ‘human’ down there was his own son. “How can…how long has he-“ Sam cut himself off as Sapnap’s head snapped up, revealing that his eyes were almost black with how large his pupils were. He looked out of it entirely. He looked…predatory.

Bad gasped, stumbling back from the edge of the platform he’d been watching from and fell to the ground, clutching his chest, unable to control his ragged breathing. Skeppy and Sam were immediately right there beside him, Sam trying to lead him through breathing exercises as quietly as possible as Skeppy asked him what was wrong. After a few moments, Bad managed to choke out words. “We- we need…to go. We..we need t- to go now.” “Why? What’s going on?” Skeppy asked. Before Bad could give any semblance of an answer, they heard boxes be knocked over. To curious for his own good, Skeppy went to see what it was, and Sam and Bad reluctantly followed.

Sapnap was stood again, back turned to the three as he looked up at one of the shelves near him. And there stood- “Alex?” Skeppy heard Sam whisper, hope full in his voice. Skeppy had almost forgotten that the day Sapnap ran away was the last time Sam had seen his own son. Quackity looked older, too. His hair was longer and he looked more well nourished and muscular than the scrawny, scrappy little boy Skeppy had watched grow up. He also still wore his stupid little bandana and the face covering Karl had made him after he’d got that gash through his mouth. But even with that mask on, Skeppy noticed the confusion and pity in his eyes as he looked at his boyfriend.

“Sapnap?” Quackity asked, but there was no response. He kept looking for a little bit before sighing and looking around. What for, Skeppy didn’t know, but what he did find was them. Skeppy saw Quackity’s eyes go wide as he noticed the three, and he looked horrified. Sam stood and waved, moving to say something before Quackity violently charaded to keep quiet. He then started to shoo them, and Bad immediately took the hint and tried to pull the both of them away, but Skeppy and Sam held their ground. “Why?” Sam said just barely loud enough for Quackity to hear across the aisle, but also loud enough for Sapnap to notice apparently, as he started to turn around towards them. “Just go!!” Quackity screamed, drawing Sapnap’s attention back to himself as his head snapped back. Quackity took a step forward about to yell something else before time froze.

Faster than he could blink, Sapnap had reached up and roughly grabbed Quackity off the shelf, holding him to his face for a short moment before stuffing him in his mouth. He could hear muffled yelling, too distant to make out any words, and could see indents of Quackity pushing against Sapnap’s cheeks trying to fight his way out. Bad was silent, ghastly white and completely unmoving, not even breathing, which left Skeppy to turn his attention away from the scene in front of him to keep Sam quiet. He quickly and forcefully wrapped his arm around his mouth and pulled him back, using his other hand to push Sam’s head into the crook of his elbow to muffle him. Sam was yelling and screaming; clawing, kicking, doing anything just to make Skeppy to let him go, but he endured it. It was all he could do to not think too heavily into what he’d just seen. There was no way Sapnap would…eat him. He’d watched Quackity and Sapnap grow up together. Before Karl came along, it’d really just been the two of them. They were best friends from the start, and early in their teenage years, it turned to something more. Sapnap cared more about Quackity than himself, he knew that for a fact. There had to be something he was missing here, right?

All at once, Sam fell silent. The screaming, kicking, everything stopped. Everything but his crying; Skeppy could feel his sleeve growing wet with tears. Maybe this was a good sign. Maybe Sapnap had spit him out, maybe it was all a prank, a joke, anything. Sapnap was raised by him and Bad, after all. He’d seen his fair share of trolling from his fathers. Sapnap couldn’t do this, he and Bad hadn’t raised a monster. This wasn’t happening. Everything was ok.

As he looked up, the sight ahead of him said otherwise.

Sapnap had his head tilted up, one hand lightly pressed on something- no, someone in his throat, while the other was holding something just outside his mouth; a tail. Quackity’s tail. Quackity was moving under the pressure; squirming, thrashing even, under Sapnap’s skin, yet the expression on his son’s face read nothing but bliss. Skeppy could even swear he saw drool seeping out of the corners of his smile. He couldn’t watch this. He couldn’t stay here and stand to see the boy he had raised, had loved his entire life, kill someone that Skeppy had thought he’d watched him grow to love. But he couldn’t move. He stood frozen, tears welling in his eyes and his body cold from fear with Sam limp and silently sobbing in his arms. Sam, poor Sam, who sat here watching his son be eaten alive not only by his previous future son-in-law, by his own best friends’ son. Bad, who’d been so silent that Skeppy had nearly forgotten he was here, barely seemed to be breathing. His only signs of life were the tears pouring down his face and the violent shaking that wracked his entire frame. He looked so scared Skeppy was surprised he was still standing.

The three of them watched in silent horror as finally, after what felt like hours, Sapnap let go of Quackity’s tail. They watched his form fall farther and farther down Sapnap’s throat little by little until finally his struggles had disappeared beneath his lover’s collar bones, sealing his fate. Sapnap dropped his head and sighed, the blissful, at peace expression he wore making Skeppy sick. He watched Sapnap seemingly subconsciously trace a line down his torso, no doubt following where Quackity was within his body, until he finally placed a palm on his stomach. And if there was any doubt (which at this point could only be chalked up to wishful thinking) as to what fate Quackity had truly met, it had all been dispelled as the three heard horrible, violent gurgling sounds coming from Sapnap’s stomach. Sapnap covered his whole midsection with his arm, face tinged pink in apparent embarrassment as he whipped his head side to side to make sure no one was around. Luckily for the three of them, he still didn’t think to look up. He blinked a few times before looking down at where his arm laid for a few seconds and subsequently sighing, rolling his eyes (which Skeppy belatedly realized were back to normal instead of the horrifying all consuming black). He began rubbing his stomach as a few more gurgles were heard and he pulled a little thin black box from his apron, tapping it a few times before holding it to his ear.

A few seconds of silence later, Sapnap was speaking. “Hey, Dream! Did Punz tell you I was sick? He said he was going off to find you like 10 minutes ago.” More silence. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine now. I think I just needed something to eat, if you know what I mean.” Skeppy’s heart skipped a beat hearing Sapnap so nonchalantly refer to his own species, to someone he loved, as food. “I’m just gonna go on break now if that’s ok. Could you meet me by the security office? I need you to help me, uh…get rid of something.” Another break. “Ok, sounds good, I’ll meet you then. Bye.” He said, tapping the black box again before slipping it back into a pocket and moving to leave the aisle. At that, Skeppy decided it was far past time to go. He went to grab Bad before realizing that he was fully unconscious, likely having passed out from fear. Sam, on the other hand, lay sobbing. Skeppy could do nothing but try to drag him to away, but ultimately failed. “Sam,” Skeppy whispered, voice cracking through tears and shivering, “We…we have to go.” “I failed.” he responded, not bothering to whisper since Sapnap was gone. “I failed as a father. I couldn’t save him. I- I couldn’t save them. Either of them.” He chocked out, tears pouring harder. Skeppy stood shocked; Sam rarely mentioned his other son anymore. It’d been so, so long since he’s been around that Skeppy (as much as it pained him to admit it to himself) had almost forgotten he existed completely. And didn’t that just make this all the more sad; Sam didn’t deserve to lose another kid. He didn’t deserve to have these old scars ripped back open again. “You couldn’t have known.” Skeppy said, sitting down beside him. “There’s nothing you could’ve done. I…I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry, Sam.”

Skeppy wasn’t sure why he felt the need to apologize, but in some way, this felt like his fault. Sapnap was his son. What had he done wrong? How long had Sapnap been planning to do this? What would Karl say if he saw this? Is Karl even still alive, or did Sapnap get to him first? How were they gonna tell Tina that her younger brother got killed by his fiancé, of all people?

Skeppy was only snapped out of it when a hand rested on his own, and he turned to see Sam looking at him. His tear-stained expression held no anger, no contempt for the man who had raised the person to have just killed his son, just…pity and sadness. Sam didn’t hate him. Sam felt…sorry for him. Sorry that his son had turned out like this after so many years being away from home. Sorry that the boy who they’d both loved growing up was gone, twisted into a psychopath and cannibal. In a way, they’d both lost their kids today. Skeppy couldn’t do anything but break down, clinging to Sam and sobbing as he finally processed everything that he’d seen today. Sam just hugged back tightly, like Skeppy was his only lifeline, and sobbed with him.

“We should get going.” Sam sighed after what felt like hours. “We need to help Bad, and I’m sure the others are wondering why we’re not back yet.” Skeppy, still numb, just nodded and helped sling one of Bad’s unconscious arms over his shoulder while Sam took another. The walk back to where they had come from was silent, neither of them willing to bring up the fact that they hadn’t actually retrieved any supplies and the whole trip was kinda pointless, but were met with a sight that neither had been expecting.

The doors were tied shut with chains. They couldn’t get out.

They were stuck there till morning.

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Sapnap sat in the break room fiddling with his phone when he saw Dream come in, twirling a set of keys on his finger. “You said you needed access to the security room?” “‘Bout time.” Sapnap responded sarcastically, standing up off the beanbag chair with a hand over his stomach to keep the extra weight in his gut from swaying as he moved. Seriously, no matter how many times or how often he’d done this, he was never going to get used to it, was he? “Sorry I needed to lock up the store, asshole.” Dream replied, leading him out of the room to the security office down the hall. “Ranboo is staying at my place tonight so Tom and Tubbo aren’t alone, so I had to lock up from inside today cause someone invited me to stay the night to work on parkour stuff.” “Don’t pin this on me, I’m being nice to you for once.” Sapnap replied, lightly elbowing Dream as he tried to unlock the door and messing him up. Dream flipped him off without even moving his vision away from the lock before getting back to work. “Are you at the security office yet?” Quackity asked, startling Sapnap which in turn startled Dream, who gave him an odd look. Sapnap just pointed to his stomach and Dream rolled his eyes and went back to work on the lock.

“Yeah, we are. Holy shit, dude, you scared the fuck outta me, I thought you were asleep. You haven’t said anything like this entire time.” “I couldn’t fall asleep. Something…something happened, man.” “…Well that doesn’t sound ominous at all. What kinda something? Something bad?? Are you ok, did I do something?” “I’m fine!” Quackity quickly responded, picking up on his fiancé’s nervous tone. “It’s just…well I don’t know yet. You’ll be able to see for yourself on the video camera. I don’t want to freak you out if it’s nothing.” Sapnap went to ask what that meant before Dream finally managed to open the door with a little cheer of celebration. He ushered Sapnap in as he started to log into the camera’s system.

“Ok, so can you tell me what happened?” Dream questioned. “It’s been a while since I did the instinct thing, so I guess I looked kinda sickly, so Punz ran to get you. After that I started to feel nauseous and sat down and passed out. When I woke up again, Quackity was in here and I felt a lot better. I think my instincts just fully took over so I wasn’t conscious, like, at all. I figured I would see what exactly happened and then delete the footage so no one else could see me lose it.” Dream nodded. “Yeah, I figured that’s what you meant by ‘needed something to eat.’ Kinda also figured that instincts had something to do with why Punz said you looked sick, so I asked Quackity to go and look for you.” Sapnap vaguely heard Quackity confirm what Dream had said. “Oh, thanks dude.” “No problem. Now, where and when was this again?”

Sapnap gave a few more specifications on what had happened, and at this point he could feel Quackity nervously pacing in his gut, which felt…weird, to say the least. “Quackity, dude, are you ok? You never move this much in there, it’s kinda freaking me out. And it feels weird.” “Sorry.” He heard as he felt Quackity drop back down to sit, almost immediately starting to tap his foot. “You’re nervous about something.” “No I’m-“ “You’re sitting with your eye sockets pressed into your knees while tapping your foot. I’ve known you my entire life, I don’t need to be able to see you to know what you’re doing. You only do that when you’re really anxious, what’s up?” “Like I said, you’ll see on the video.” Sapnap was about to respond again, but was agin cut off by Dream. “Found it! Oh shit, yeah, you look really out of it, I’m surprised you made it as long as y- what the fuck is that??” That bit caught Sapnap’s attention. He moved closer to the tv and noticed what Dream was questioning: on the grainy monitor, there were 3 small silhouettes on top of an aisle in front of Sapnap. “Are those…borrowers?” Dream asked, looking over to Sapnap. “They have to be. What the hell are more borrowers doing in the store? Q, is this what you were worried about?” “…Mostly.” Quackity responded, and Sapnap nodded to Dream so he could follow along. “…fast forward, see if you can tell when they leave.” Sapnap relayed the request to Dream, who did as he asked.

“Oh no…” Sapnap whispered. “What?” Dream asked, but Quackity was apparently more than aware of the issue. “They didn’t listen, did they? They didn’t go when I told them too?” “No, no they didn’t…” Sapnap whispered again, in shock. He felt Quackity stand and start to pace again, but this time couldn’t care to correct it. “What? Who didn’t what?” Dream asked. “The borrowers on the aisle. Quackity was signaling for them to leave so they wouldn’t see me do..that, but they didn’t. They’re seeing everything.” Sapnap gestured back up to the screen, where at this point he could see Quackity entering his throat and the borrowers backing up, one even kicking and fighting another to do something. “Well…thats not good, but it can’t be that bad, right? I mean, what are the odds you’ll ever see them again? I mean, sure they can tell a colony about a human that ate a borrower, but you guys have always kinda been under the impression we did that anyway, right? At the absolute worst, they’ll have another horror story to get kids to bed on time.” “Dream, I just traumatized 3 random borrowers for life.” “I was under the impression you were all just kinda traumatized from shit in general, is this really that much worse?” “Sapnap, tell him to shut up.” Quackity interrupted. Sapnap obliged by smacking a hand over Dream’s mouth and putting a finger over his own lips. “…I need you to let me out.” Sapnap looked confused for a moment. Quackity had only been in there for a few hours; normally when this happened he would just stay the night since it was more of a hassle to get dry and clean just to put on pjs. Something was wrong, still, Sapnap would never hold the man he loved against his will.

Sapnap quickly brought him up, placing a hand under his mouth as Quackity climbed out. Quackity’s head snapped immediately to the security footage. At this point, Sapnap could see himself finally swallow Quackity down, and the 3 borrowers react accordingly with varying levels or fear and distress. One of them even went unconscious. Quackity watched with a look of worry that made Sapnap anxious; in all the years he’d known Quackity, he’d never seen him like this. Why was he this worried? He barely registered that in the video he had regained control, only focused on what could have caused the fear in his fiancé’s eyes.

Until one of the borrowers turned enough for their face to be seen in the camera.

That…that was his dad. That was Skeppy, holding onto someone who had to be Sam. His other dad was taller than that. That means that the last one, the borrower who’d passed out when Sapnap had swallowed Quackity was…

Sapnap felt his breath speed up. He quickly set Quackity down on the desk as he clutched a hand to his chest and his vision started to blur. “Sap?” Dream questioned, hands hovering around him in concern, “Sapnap are you ok??” “That’s…Those are…” He couldn’t get the words out. Fuck. No, fuck, god no, this wasn’t how this was supposed to go, they weren’t supposed to know, they weren’t supposed to ever see him again but now they knew everything.

They knew he was a monster.

“…those are our dads.” Quackity whispered, barely audible as dreams eyes widened. “The one crying is my dad, the other two are Sapnap’s.”

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mysterious-gizem · 4 months

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𝚂𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍

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Giant’s

For years giants hid from the human race, a small yet brutal and chaotic species. Until eventually the giant race grew to realize they could overthrow the human's easily, human's were cocky, they couldn't accept that they weren't top of the food chain anymore.

Oh, that was their first mistake.

The giant's only requested equality.

Yet, human's waged a war against beings that were stronger, faster, and ofcourse, bigger.

And that was the second mistake, upon many more they would make.

Giant’s prevailed, ofcourse. This time the human's were the ones hiding, small human civilizations stayed strong, deciding to fight back against the giant's. The giant's respected the effort and proposed a peace treaty.

Most of humanity instantly agreed, a few were stubborn and believed that if humans were on top before, they could do it again.

~◇~

"So you're seriously not gonna eat us?" The brunette hesitantly asked the giant, the giant was just rather relieved that both the humans weren't crying or defensively screaming at him like a few minutes ago.

"L-Look, they forcefeed me human's here, just so they can get rid of other humans they find...inadequate." The taller sighed, "Honestly, it's a miracle they didn't make me eat you." The way the giant said it so casually set some unease upon the two men.

"W-Well I'm Dream, what about you guys?"

Small talk, okay, this might help out our situation.

"I'm George, this is Sapnap." George said whilst addressing to the raven haired male, who was holding him in a protective matter. Sapnap seemed to ease up easily to Dream, George was still rather hesitant yet he considered his situation at the moment and theres really no reason the giant should be nice to them.

"It's nice having company..." Dream blurted out, Sapnap stared up to be met with those unruly bright green eyes, it being the only feature they can get from the other with dim lighting; Sapnap coughed, "How long have you been...down here?"

Silence, it wasn't fairly long, but it was eerie nonetheless.

"Maybe a few months? I don't know, they gave me a clock but it was too small for me to read so they took it away." The giant explained solemnly. "Best if you get comfy, until you guys can escape, it's not safe." Both humans quietly listened as they began to tiredly spur out ideas on how they could possibly escape.

Hour's have passed, both human's falling comfortably asleep side by side eachother, Dream looked down on them, uncomfortably shifting ever so often; afraid of crushing them on accident, the area was too small, if he kneeled his head would already be pushing up on the ceiling. With two other people to worry about he felt even more cramped.

~◇~

George stirred awake, groaning at the pain that his entire body was currently recieving, the brunette realized Sapnap wasn't near him; his senses became more clear, recognizing a few familiar chattering voices.

"-And suddenly, BAM! George shot an arrow through the zombies head, it was so cool since the forest was on fire and he could still hit the zombie even with his bulky weird goggles." Sapnap giggled.

"What!?"

Dream and Sapnap snapped their attention to the now annoyed brunette, "My goggles aren't weird! They help keep the sun from hurting my eyes when I'm trying to shoot something." He huffed. A raspy chuckle came from the giant as he watched the two humans, it's the most entertaining thing he's seen in a while.

As the raven haired man and brunette bickered a loud rumble interrupted them which caught them off gaurd. They both stared at Dream, who was embarrassed, the giant was avoiding their gaze. "Sorry..." He mumbled. "Do they really not feed you daily?" Sapnap grumbled.

"No- but I've gotten used to not eating for while."

It's been a long, long while...

"They basically took everything off of us besides clothes..." George announced while patting down his pockets. "Look I think we need to keep thinking of a way on how to get you two outta here." Dream said while biting down his lower lip anxiously.

"Sapnap said we could try luring the gaurds in a rushing out, but what about you?" The brunette asked the giant, "I'll be fine we just need to get you guys out." George nodded, not wanting to pry on why he was so persistent of getting them to leave.

Sapnap interjected, "Actually I was thinking about it, that Quackity guys probably thinks were dead. If were the one's making a commotion the gaurds might just inform duck man instead." Dream listened carefully to the human's conversation. "How do we even know if the gaurds can hear us?" The brunette asked, "For all we know this room is sound proof."

The brunette turned to Dream, "What can you tell us about this place?" Startled by the sudden question; Dream thought for a moment. "I-I don't know much, Sir comes visit once a month, and he observes me whenever he makes me eat someone..." Dream mumbled, feeling guilty he couldn't provide more insight.

"Okay...we need more time to figure out a plan..."

Time...

Dream suddenly grew more worrisome, while George and Sapnap were oblivious to it; Dream figeted with his fingers, he silently thought of his own plan on how he could get his new friends out of this gruesome, cruel place.

Plip...

Plop...

Plip...

Plop...

Water

George speculated the liquid that dripped on him, suddenly gaining an idea.

"Dream, do you know what's above you? We're obviously underground but what's above the ceiling." The giant thinks for a moment, "I-I think it's like a lake maybe, or perhaps a waterhole?"

"Hey Dream is it alright if we climb up your knee so we can take a look at the ceiling?" The giant nodded as he positioned himself properly. George grabbed the fabric of the giant's jeans as he began to climb, Sapnap following suit.

George began to press his hands against the dirt ceiling, some small rocks and pebbles were practically the only thing that was holding it together; plus the tension aswell ofcourse. "Hey Sap do you think Dream could break through this?" Hearing his name Dream snapped his attention towards the two men.

"Hell yeah, Dream's definitely strong enough to break through that." George pondered for a moment, "So Dream have you ever tried breaking the ceiling." "No- didn't wanna risk anything, they already barely feed me. I don't know what's really up there, the lake might be surrounded by gaurds for all I know."

"Well we gotta try right? You've been here for months! Probably already developed scoliosis." The brunette explained, "Me and George can hold onto your clothes or something while you push the ground upward."

"Sure? L-Like now?" Dream asked as he shifted uncomfortably. "Better now then never right?" Sapnap snickered as he clung himself on Dream's shoulder while George clung on the other. Dream took a deep breath before positioning his arms.

He grit his teeth as his muscles tensed, the ceiling slowly giving out. Dream panicked as he thought the room was going to cave in, with a rush of adrenaline he gave punch upwards and he hauled himself up, the water dropping down into the room below making the area shake. They were all soaked and it was around mid-day the sunlight burned their eyes yet Dream picked himself up and ran.

George and Sapnap were still tightly clinging onto the man, the giant being kind enough to make sure they didn't fall aswell. Once they reached deep into a spruce forest the giants knees buckled and he fell to the ground.

Sapnap and George both climbed down, fixing themselves at the same time. The two cheered as they turned around to congratulate the giant.

The human's eyes widened in shock and amazement, this was the first time they both got an actual look at the giant before them.

Dream had dirty, unkept hair, George wasn't too sure if it was blond or brown. The bright green eyes that illuminated were now looking a more natural forest green, his clothes were ripped and dirty, overall the giant looked like a wreck.

"Yo man, you alright?" Sapnap tilted his head as he watched the blond raise his head.

The giant bared his teeth, "I-I gotta go."

The two males watched as the giant stood up and fled, both looking at eachother with a worried gaze, pursing they lips and hoped they would meet the giant once again.

As fate would have it, they would.

It was inevitable.

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Yoo, I finally got an idea for part 2, Sheena helped me a lot TwT. I got a bit lazy at the end(sorry lmao)

@random-shit-writing

(Honestly, idk if you still wanted to be tagged)

#giant!dream #tiny!sapnap #tiny!george #g/t writing #dsmp g/t #tiny!quackity #but he's kinda only mentioned #giant/tiny #g/t #gt #mcyt gt #mcyt g/t #idk what other tags to add

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astraymetronome · 6 months

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In order to thank @dingbatnix for helping me stumble upon the story I'd been looking for, I offered to write them a Mcyt story! This is the outcome of my endeavor and I think it's cute. I wrote all of this from just being asked for Primeboy noms.

This isn't the best but I enjoyed writing this regardless!

Apex Insight

Word Count: 3,972

Warnings: Vore, mentions past life-threatening events, and cursing.

Dream wasn’t a bad person. Tommy knew this now after the months they’d been around each other. His human seemed rather sweet and kind despite everything going on around them and he was well aware of how protective he could be. Being warned about his friends before they even were allowed to come over was enough to help him understand where they both stood with one another.

Clay saw him as a close friend and Tommy saw him like an older brother.

Regardless of the familiar feelings between them both, he had felt horrified about meeting other people. The human wouldn’t let anything happen, that was clear, but he couldn’t guarantee his safety since some things couldn’t be anticipated. George and Nick seemed really lovely with the latter even asking to be called Sapnap instead. He found riding on their shoulders and even sleeping in their hoodies amazing since it helped his nesting needs.

Tommy got to basically join in on their hangouts whenever they were congregating at the apartment. He was scared of the world outside. He knew this over everything. There was one time he tried to sneak out of the place via Clay’s college bag and within moments he’d started to freak out. He was lucky the blonde human had heard his panicked whimpers before he’d left the driveway or else he probably would have passed out due to his fear.

Of course, that was what led them to what everyone was trying right now. Each and every single one of them was trying to convince him to leave. Not permanently, of course, just to try to handle a block or so with Dream. He wasn’t sure about this.

The last time they had convinced him to try something new he had to experience Brussels sprouts, or as he liked to call them, dog shit. All three of them had busted into laughter the moment he gagged. It was so gross and bitter. Trying vegetables wasn’t the greatest experience but he learned he liked carrots and broccoli… if they were drowned in a strange dip? Sapnap called it, vegetable ranch dip. Despite the name, he enjoyed it. They gave him coke afterward, at least that was more sweet than the veggies.

He was adamantly denying their desires. Yeah, it was nice out, and no one would be around for a few hours but he couldn’t do it. Right before he’d moved into the apartment complex and ended up in Dream’s flat, he’d almost died. The cold had been miserable and 2 years ago he’d not even been 14 yet. Animals were frightening and some raccoon almost made a snack out of him. It was the main reason he felt… unsure.

“Come on Tommy! It isn’t that bad, there is even a kid's playground a few blocks away.” Sapnap started to try and convince him. He refused to go to a playground. Whatever that was.

“I’m not a fucking kid!” He yelled out, quickly stepping from his shoulder to Dream’s as he started to scramble into his hoodie. Sitting against his neck and between the fabric of his shirt and the jacket was nice. He liked the feeling of Clay’s signature green hoodie on his body, it reminded him of his nest and the fact he had more access to softer and thicker fabrics. The warmth of his body was the icing on the cake for the perfect comfortable napping spot.

The small chuckle that left the tall blonde shook his small body but he wasn’t mad. He liked to be close to his big brother as his tail carefully wrapped around his neck and under his Adam's apple. He felt his body vibrate as he spoke up. “Come on Toms, you’ll have to get over it eventually.” He stated simply.

“Yeah! Eventually you assholes!” He concurred as his small form hid under the fabric slightly. He couldn’t bring himself to do this yet. Tommy took a moment to steel his feelings before George gave a small comment.

“How about we all go out to the balcony? It’s outside but it’s an environment we can control.” He found himself contemplating it. Tommy didn’t think this would be that bad. He would be outside and it wasn’t like he had to move away from where he was currently perched.

His moment of silence was interrupted as Dream got up from where he was, causing the borrower to wobble into the nook of his collarbone. “I can try.” The blonde found himself mumbling as he pulled himself back to his shoulder, getting back into his comfortable purchase.

His moment of resolve had to be immediately ruined as the three humans were quick to holler about how many things they could finally show him once he was comfortable being around other people, but Tommy found himself shaking at the idea. Outside and people were two different things. He felt Dream’s hand gently brush against his side, causing him to move and bring himself back down into his palm.

Tommy was larger compared to some kinds of borrowers, the smallest he’d ever seen was a few inches but here he was as big as a human hand. He sat in his hold without much fear, kicking his legs over the side as he leaned back into his thumb. He liked being caressed in Dream’s grip.

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The balcony actually hadn’t been that bad in his opinion. The sun and wind had felt nice while giving him a chance to bathe in the light. It meant he was teased for acting like a cat, but he couldn’t help it! Tommy has spent around 16 years in the walls, getting to sit out in raw sunlight was an experience he enjoyed. He understood why they’d been pushing him to get past his fears but it wasn’t like he would actually let them know this. Once George and Sapnap had left he found himself sitting right next to the open screen door, taking in the scents and sunshine. Dream walking around the apartment, he knew this, probably making dinner or working on something around their home.

He found his eyes drifting as he watched clouds go by and the sun slowly start to set. “Tommy!” Only to realize he’d zoned out as he glanced over his shoulder, his human crouching near him with his hand out. The borrower scrambled to his feet, running over to his hand and clambering into his palm without any struggle. He smiled brightly as he held onto his thumb to ensure that he did not fall. His eyes were brightly shining and now that he thought about it, they looked a lot like the sky.

Tommy let his tail wrap around Dream’s ring finger as he heard him continue with the started conversation. “I made dinner it’s not something you’ve had yet.” He said simply. He felt his small body grow a little dizzy at the speed before it was slowed down. He took note of the giant sheepish smile before he resumed. “It’s called Egg-drop soup. My mom used to make this all the time.” He told him without much thought.

He’s never met Clay’s family. The borrower was doubtful this was on purpose but he wasn’t upset regardless. Family wasn’t something he had so it wasn’t like it really mattered. “That sounds good! I like eggs but why is it called Egg-drop soup?” He asked swiftly as he was set down on the table, slipping off without much effort as he smiled.

“Well, you drop egg whites into the broth as it cooks in order to cause these little strings,” Dream told him as he sat down a small take-out container. He knew this was once used for some kind of condiment but it was better than Tommy having to eat from a medicine cup. “The broth is made of chicken broth and egg yolks so it’s called Egg-drop soup.”

He found himself nodding as he looked down at the pale yellow soup, the small strings were big in his opinion but he knew full well they were small for Clay. “If you buy it instead of making it, it’ll be this bright yellow color because people add yellow food dye to make it more appealing. I don’t really see why but it doesn’t change the taste.”

Tommy moved to reach his hands into the soup. The bits of egg were too big for his whittled spoon but he wasn’t one to shy away from messy eating. He couldn’t help an eager purr at the seasoned taste that spread across his tongue. This was one of the best things Dream had made over the few months they’d known each other.

The low chuckle that left his human wasn’t a surprise considering he was very prone to this kind of reaction as he felt his tail sway. “Good?” He heard the blonde question before digging into his own meal without any question.

He could feel his body warm up from the inside with each and every mouthful. He knew he wouldn’t be able to stomach the entire cup, he never could, but he was happy enough to not care. Dream, as always, finished his own bowl of soup before he did. It wasn’t very surprising considering he was aware that his handfuls still lost plenty of it due to how much would drip out between his fingers and such.

Tommy was licking his fingers to clean up the residue of broth as he finished up, motioning to his friend to take the container. With practiced ease he watched Clay scoop up the bowl, throw his head back, and gulp down the content. He wasn’t very surprised, well aware he didn’t need much to be fed but he still found himself fascinated every time he did this.

He’d heard rumors about how humans had these things called storage. It was described as a pouch in the abdominal area practically right next to the stomach. He didn’t really think it was true, and he was always tempted to ask but he remembered something that an elder had once told him. She’d claimed the easiest way to tell if a giant had one of these sacs was if they had sharp fangs. He’d been curious for a while but Dream had always been careful about that kind of stuff.

He knew he had them, Tommy had snuck up to him one night after he’d dozed off. It had been hard to wiggle his hands under his lips in order to make enough of a gap to see. The one advantage he had was his natural night vision. It let him take notice of the sharper canines in the front of his mouth that slightly faded towards his molars with each passing tooth. It had frightened him just as much as it had piqued his curiosity.

Of course, this was a risk but Clay had known about his kind before they’d even properly met. It was the main reason he’d revealed himself to a human in the first place. He’d been desperate to eat and had no choice but to beg for something from him.

Last winter had been harsh, actual mice kept getting to what had been left out for him and it led to a lot of problems for the two of them but he grew attached and it seemed his human had to.

“Dream?” Tommy felt himself shake as he mustered up his courage. If he could manage to step outside without being dragged or forced he could do this. It may have not been far, just a balcony by human standards, but for him, it was a wonder of his life.

The borrower wrung his hands together as he looked up, green eyes settling on his trembling form as he heard a worried voice shake the air. “Are you alright, Tommy?” His human was concerned and as bad as it made him feel he needed to feed his desires. Mice were curious by nature and he was considered part mouse so it made complete sense.

“I’m fine dickhead! I just have a question…” He mumbled before he placed his hands in his lap. “Do… Do you know about storages?” He asked softly. It wasn’t in his normal confident way, he knew this would set alarm bells off but he didn’t want to confuse the everloving fuck out of Dream if he had no idea.

He watched as his human paused, seemingly fine before he watched color flush up his face. Tommy felt confused, he expected more anger or confusion but not…

Embarrassment?

His tail swayed with his curiosity as he went ahead and stepped closer. Dream had to know what he was talking about, why else would he react in such a way? He went ahead and smiled as he crept closer knowing full well the bright green eyes that settled on his small form were aware of his teasing.

“Clay? How does it work?” He asked as he put his hands up and reached for his friend, giving grabby hands as he asked to be held. “Please!” He begged. The borrower giggled as he was removed from the table and felt warm hands under him. A part of him was nervous, after all, he’d been told that storage was inside a person. If it was near his stomach then…

Well, he’d have to be eaten. Right, that's how it would have to work… But being eaten was a huge fear for his kind. He couldn’t do that… but he had to curb his curiosity like many of his kind before him. “W-well..” The human started before he stuttered and looked down towards him.

Tommy did his best to give him his biggest and brightest puppy dog eyes. He was hiding his fear with his smile as he pleaded with his gaze. The finished sigh that escaped Dream told him all he needed to know as he spoke. “Well, in the past, people saw borrowers as food. I don’t know all of the details.”

“We developed the sacs in order to... Well originally held food for later but plenty of people ended up using it to keep your kind safe. So it no longer held the purpose of digesting things. It stopped having a purpose so plenty of people lost it as generations passed. Some people still have it.” The man added before Tommy reached up. He wasn’t sure about this but he needed to know.

“Could… Would you store me?” The blonde borrower asked before he pushed his hands against his lips. “I know you have one… because of your teeth.” He added to help Dream understand where he was coming from. He knew full well they wouldn’t hurt to try it out.

“Think about it this way, if I can hide inside of you then I can confront my fears somewhere safe. I won’t overreact or panic because I can’t see anything.” He started to ramble on before he took notice of how a smile spread up to his cheek. He could feel his own face flushing and becoming a bright shade of red.

“Toms, are you telling me you’ve been curious about this since we met?” His human asked smugly making the comment as the borrower was slightly pulled from his face. Tommy didn’t hesitate to kick his leg and speak up.

“Maybe I have! It’s none of your business dickhead! Don’t get your panties in a twist!” He called out as he crossed his arms before turning his head away. The all-too-familiar chuckle almost broke his gise of confidence before he heard him speak up.

“Well, I can at least give you this..” Dream muttered, his face just as bright.

This got him thinking… This was just as embarrassing for him as it was for the human. He had to be just as flustered and unsure as he was but they were both going to experience this together. It made him feel like a little kid again, happy to be allowed to go out borrowing on his own instead of being overwatched by an adult.

“I know how to.” He started making the smaller blonde look up in surprise. “I got into a lot of trouble as a kid, so having this little pocket I could put things in was a nice way to get out of trouble for a moment or two.” There was so much Tommy didn’t know about Clay and this was what he really needed to help ingrain this fact into his memory. He found himself quiet as he was brought up close.

His instincts wanted him to run away. He knew what was about to happen as he sat down, placing his hands in his lap he gave an anxious shiver as he was held close. Having both of Dream’s hands under him was nerve-racking but he was well aware he was doing it to give him more room to shift or move if he felt uncomfortable. The heat under him as his tail swayed, displaying his overwhelming curiosity, was quick to feel ice cold as he watched his lips part.

His abdomen twisted and squeezed at the sight. He could make out his teeth and how blinding white they seemed to be despite how his lips seemed to block them. Clearly to try and keep his anxiety deep down. The way the light behind them allowed him to take notice of the glistening saliva that spread across every part of his mouth and sunk into each crevice.

He tried to ignore the scent his mouth seemed to waft off. It wasn’t the best thing but it was better than he expected to smell. Regardless of this, he found himself leaning forward and placing his hands on his lower lip. He couldn’t help letting his own mouth drop open in awe as the human’s tongue curiously pushed towards his little fingers.

The warm slime that began to coat his palms made him slightly cringe but it wasn’t as bad as he expected. Dream’s nervous breath washed over him allowing him to understand just how similar they were. As he’d pointed out earlier, both of them were just as embarrassed and unsure but they both wanted this. Tommy knew this.

As he slid his hand inside, settling his upper body’s weight onto the pink muscle in front of him. He felt the tongue twitch and squish as he pushed his hands deeper into the moving flesh. The sudden gasp that left the large blonde made him burst into laughter.

“Oh My Prime! Y-you’re more scared than I am!” He called out as he gasped for his breath only to feel his weight unbalanced and his body slip forward. He spit out any spit that got into his mouth after his face planted into the muscle, his legs kicking slightly in an attempt to help himself righten his form in order to sit up. The warmth was surprisingly intoxicating. He found it more inviting than frightening despite being in the mouth of something his kind has always seen as a hunter.

Tommy let his gaze drift to look around the space he sat inside. His eyes turned to the cheeks, allowing him to focus on the white discolored tissue that decorated some spots of the internal side pouches. He was well aware of how Dream was prone to biting his tongue when he focused so, by his guess, it had to be from that. Right? Still, he found himself tilting his head out of curiosity only to feel a glob of clear, hot slime drip onto his head. “Shit!” He yelled out as he moved, slipping and falling onto his back in his desperate attempts to right his balance.

The small fit Clay burst into at his action almost went completely unnoted as he felt himself bring his hands onto his chest. As he watched the roof of his mouth, he took in the small harsh ridges and the sharp, animalistic-like teeth before his eyes drifted back to see the uvula danging over a darkening abyss. He felt his anxiety spike once more but he took a deep breath before he lifted one hand over his head. He gave the softer pallet a very gentle pat as he spoke up. “Alright, you big dumbass! Send me into your black hole of a storage!” He yelled out as he kicked his legs letting his tail wrap around his left thigh as he closed his eyes.

Tommy could feel the hesitance they both held but he wasn’t worried. Dream wasn’t going to hurt him nor would he allow him to stay in his stomach if he somehow ended up in that unforgiving space. He gently shifted but as he felt the tongue under him shift, forcing his head to slip back and bump against the entrance of his throat and slightly past his tonsils.

It didn’t even take a second before he heard the moving of muscles as they squelched and opened before a gulp filled his senses. His torso was pushed against the walls before his body was grabbed and tugged downwards. He yelped at the sudden motion, kicking his legs slightly as one arm was trapped above his head and the other pinned to his chest.

Tommy kicked his legs as he was forced down and into the tight tube that seemed to be endless as he felt himself being forced into an upside-down fall. He didn’t like the sensation very much since it was forcing saliva down his nose and into his respiratory system. The soft sound of pounding only seemed to grow even louder as a soft wooshing filled everything around him before his head hit something rather rough. Without a moment's warning, he felt his body push through after it softened up only leading to him tumbling into an open space. The lack of a sour or a sulfur smell and a very shallow puddle was enough to tell him he wasn’t in his stomach.

Within a second he felt weight against his back, causing him to scramble to an upright position. There wasn’t as much room as he expected. He couldn’t lay flat or really sit straight up without hitting a wall and stressing out his surroundings. He smiled a little as he moved, pushing his own hands against the weight against the wall. He felt it shift around him as soon as he made contact as Clay’s voice boomed all around his space.

“Toms. Is it okay in there?” He asked, voice shaking slightly. The nerves explained the heavy pounding that seemed ever so concerned.

“Yeah! I’m a big man! Nothing can scare me!” He found himself yelling. He figured this was the best choice since he was buried in the human’s body at the moment. Of course, his snark had to be followed with some in return as his friend spoke up.

“Yeah, like how you weren’t scared of taking a walk around the block.” Dream told him with obvious humor riding his tone. He didn’t hesitate to kick out, his foot coming in contact with the shifting flesh and it simply flexed in response to his small weight. He growled at the comment and turned to lie on his side. It didn’t take much before he felt the warmth and shifting walls all-encompassing his body. It really reminded him of the nests he had made in the walls before and the plush one in Dream’s end table. It was overwhelmingly comfortable.

Not that he would admit this.

“Fuck off.” Tommy grumbled in response as he crossed his arms over his chest, a soft smile creeping across his face as he nuzzled into the walls. He had a feeling this wouldn’t be the only time they’d do this.

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sheena-yuet · 1 year

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Bunch of random sketches ✨✨

Idk somehow I’m really into giant show their affection by licking their tiny. It just cute so me :3

Or using their finger to lift the tiny’s head uwu

#giant/tiny #mcyt gt #g/t #mcyt g/t #giant!dream #giant and tiny #giant tiny #tiny!george #dsmp g/t #g/t art #gt #g/t community #g/t drawing #g!dream #g!wilbur #giant!wilbur #tiny!tommy #t!tommy

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gt-mcyt · 1 month

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Cursed Giant Dream AU

Dream was hit with a random potion or curse by a witch. At first, he thinks it does nothing, because he has no side effects.

But then, over the next week, he slowly starts to grow. He gains several feet in height.

Dream, George, and Sapnap set off on a journey to find someone to break the curse, before Dream grows too big to even interact with his friends.

Just imagine the different stages of height.

8 feet tall Dream. Cuddle time. Dream can still rough house with his friends, and he drags them to bed to sleep.

10 feet tall Dream. George runs up to him with something to show him in his hands. Dream crouches down and tilts his head, holding out his hand to see the object. He swallowed back the strange sound that bubbles through his throat when he sees how small George's hand is in his - Dream can encompass both of George's hands within one of his.

Somewhere between 20 and 30 feet tall, Dream starts to carry George and Sapnap when he walks. He is just too big, now. His strides are too long and George and Sapnap can't keep up. He carries them in his arms, like babies, in the beginning. As he gets bigger and bigger, he starts to put them on his shoulders, in his hood, and finally in his pockets.

130 feet tall Dream. He can now put George and Sapnap in his inventory.

#giant!dream #tiny!george #tiny!sapnap #bullet list fic #gt mcyt #mcyt gt

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x-pair-o-dice-x · 9 months

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hehehehhehhooooo,,, guess who made a fic :3... haven't transferred it to ao3 yet, so– gimme, like– an hour or so? judging from past experience.

in the meantime,,, take these related doodles i made for @wendy130's ghost chasers prompt,,,, skndksmskdj.

#mcyt gt #mcyt g/t #my art #vore tw #<- ??????? well. he's ABOUT to be eaten #yeah this is a noms fic. what else did you expect #tiny!ranboo #giant!techno #giant!philza #giant!tubbo #giant!dream #giant!tommy #redesigned tommy so that's why he's there twice #body horror #<- ????? it's.. minor? just dream's mouth. but jic #anyway time to go edit the fic cya in a bit o7 #can't wait to go fix all the goddamn spaces that'll appear after italicized words orz

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2-sleepy-for-this · 11 months

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Our little brother pt.3

Finally, one of the long awaited favorites is uploaded once more! This took longer than expected and I’m headed into finals week soon so I may not upload for a bit (feel free to give me prompts still!) :D

here it is folks (I’ve had this half done for so long)

tw ~ unintentional fearplay, minor claustrophobia, anxiety, grabbing, technical kidnapping???, annoyed Technoblade

word count ~ 1.5k

The fast pitter-pattering of tiny feet sped down the hallway, nearly silent compared to the conversation and giant footsteps from the humans all around him.

Tommy didn’t know what to do. First, he was trapped in the brown-haired human's pocket for what felt like forever. Then the guy started petting him like an animal. He is not an animal!

And he did not nearly fall asleep with those giant fingers caressing his back.

He is a big man, the biggest man, and big men don’t relax at some giants touch.

Now he just had to find somewhere to hide until all the humans went away and he could get back to the walls where he belongs. Tommy continued running against the wall, in a small hidden space near the gigantic heavy doors that humans kept walking through. No human could see him there.

The huge door slammed near him again as more humans walked out. He clutched his sensitive ears. Humans were too loud.

A shoe bigger than him slammed down just inches from his hiding place as he covered his mouth to suppress a squeak of fear.

Even a big man like Tommy would admit that running so close to humans was terrifying, and he didn’t know what to do. There was nowhere to go.

So Tommy did the only thing he could think of. He curled into a tiny ball right on the floor in the shadows, where he hoped no human could find him.

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“Wilbur.”

Wilbur winced in surprise at how stern Techno’s voice was over the phone. He had received a call from his twin not long after he lost his sunshine and nearly jumped out of his skin when his phone rang in his pocket.

“Heyy Tech, just got out of my exam. I think it went well personally, but I could have done better on the essay honestly-“

“Wilbur. Stop talking.”

Wilbur knew his attempt to change subjects was futile, and he knew exactly why Techno had called.

“So… what are you calling for?”

Wilbur tried to ask, smiling innocently while talking, even though he knew Techno couldn’t see his facial expression.

“A few minutes ago, I came home to check on the creature we found, and it’s not here.”

Techno waited for Wilbur to speak but kept going when the other end of the call stayed quiet.

“I looked in the cage and it wasn’t there, Wil. So, either it escaped, or you brought it to class after we agreed you wouldn’t. Judging by the silence, I’m guessin it’s the latter?”

“…alright, yeah, it was me… I just thought it would be nice to take them out for a while!”

“Well, you said you were done with your exam, so come back here. I wanna see the little thing again.”

This time, Wilbur paled at Techno’s response. He couldn’t go back to the apartment empty handed…

Now he was on a time limit.

And a very short one at that.

…he just hoped his sunshine was close by.

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Tommy didn’t know how long it had been since he hid. It felt like forever, but it couldn’t have been more than half an hour.

He couldn’t see any good openings to run or get into the walls. The constant foot traffic calmed down, but there were still a handful of humans standing and talking. Too risky to move yet.

One of the humans that was in a pair started walking away. His white hoodie was hard to look at under the bright lights, but the shiny necklace around his neck was mesmerizing.

Tommy watched him disappear down the hallway before turning to look at the other guy who was just standing there on one of those glass rectangles that humans love.

After a few minutes, the guy—who was wearing a bright green hoodie, who does that?—still hadn’t looked up and seemed oblivious to his surroundings.

Tommy had a choice.

He could stay in his little corner, curled up for who knows how much longer… or he could try to make it under the door he was next to.

He needed to see if there was a way out.

Tommy held his breath as he uncurled his body, keeping his tail wrapped around his leg tightly.

He slowly inched to a stand and started to shuffle closer to the door.

He took shallow, silent breaths, even though his body wanted to hyperventilate.

As more minutes ticked by, he got closer and closer to his destination. He could almost touch the wood of the door.

Then the human sighed.

Tommy couldn’t help the full body flinch he reacted with… when he opened his eyes, large green ones stared right back.

The human stepped forward and was close enough to grab him in seconds, so he ran, bolting for the crack under the door even though he knew it would be pointless.

His escape plan was foiled as the human noticed where he was running and swept him off the ground and into a giant fist… the third one he’s been in since the alleyway.

Tommy, so desperate for an escape, screamed as he was lifted higher, tears rolling down his cheeks while he struggled.

“Wha…? Hey, hey, hey, little guy, relax.”

The human's eyes widened at his struggles.

Good. He caught him by surprise. A better chance of escaping.

Tommy continued to squirm and fight against the hand he was in until the other giant hand came up and restrained Tommy.

He was completely trapped, pressed against two palms with just his head to move. His limbs were completely stuck in place.

Still, his squirms continued for a few moments more before it just became too much for him. Tommy had been so close to escaping all the human monsters, but it was all for nothing now.

Tommy couldn’t help it when he muttered one word in fear;

“Please!”

In an instant Tommy froze in the humans hold.

He had just spoken.

No borrower was ever supposed to speak to a human. He broke the borrower code.

Tommy closed his eyes, tensing up while he waited for the human to do something to him. All of the scary stories he was told about breaking the borrower's code came to the front of his mind. What could the human be planning to do with him?

“It’s alright, little guy… you’re safe.”

Tommy opened his eyes in surprise. Those huge green eyes were still looking at him, but now they seemed… softer, more welcoming.

He was confused. Why did the human look like that? They were supposed to look mean and scary!

His head tilted slightly as the hands around him loosened. Now Tommy was sitting in the giant's palm, mouth agape as his body relaxed from tiredness.

“My name is Dream… do you have a name? Or should I keep calling you little guy?”

Tommy wasn’t sure what to do, he can’t speak to a human again… but he had already talked before.

The human knows he can talk… what if he gets mad that Tommy won’t?

“T-…Tommy.”

“Hm, Tommy? That’s a nice name. Can you tell me why you’re here all alone, Tommy?”

What could Tommy say? He was alone… but he couldn’t tell the human, Dream, that.

But he was also running away from someone too…

Maybe, if the hu- Dream thought he was trying to find someone, then he’d let Tommy go…

It was risky, but Dream looked like he could be tricked.

“I.. I’m lost… I lost my human. I can’t find him anywhere..”

Dream looked at him with a mix of confusion and pity… it was working.

“Your human? Like… your friend?”

“Uh… yeah.”

“Well.. what does he look like? And what’s his name? I can help you look.”

Great. Now he was stuck with this human while he looked for the one he didn’t want to find.

“He has… brown hair, and brown eyes… and a yellow hoodie. And his name is… um..”

What was that humans name again? The pink haired one said it so many times, but he could barely hear over his heartbeat…

Wil… Wil-something. He still couldn’t remember… he would just have to make it up then. He was too far into this now.

“Wilby… his name is Wilby.”

“Alright.. let’s go find.. Wilby then!”

Tommy was lifted higher into the air as Dream stood to his full height. He clasped at his tail anxiously while he was cupped against Dream’s chest. Tommy hoped he’d never have to get used to this…

Tommy watched Dream walk the length of the entire hallway in seconds, faster than Tommy’s tiny legs could cross in hours, like it was nothing, while he looked for Tommy’s human.

Tommy could only hold his breath and hope ‘Wilby’ had already given up looking for him and left.

He didn’t want to be put right back into the hands he tried to escape from so hard.

Then he saw that brown-haired beanpole crouched on the ground, and once he felt the chest he was leaning against breathe a sigh of relief, he knew he was done for.

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hope you enjoyed! (Told you there would be another main character)

I wonder how poor Wilby will react when he sees his sunshine in Dream’s hands?

as always, get some rest, eat and drink something, and send me things! :)

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zero-to-zero-to-zero-again · 1 year

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Intergalactic Abductees: Tommy (2)

Tommy (1) Here Tubbo (1) Here Tubbo (2) Here

(You can read Tommy or Tubbo in either order)

Word Count: 1,283

TW's: Unintentional Fearplay, Violence, Injury, Mentions of Abduction, Mentions Of Past Abuse, Fear of Death, Profanity

Characters: C!Tommy, C!Dream, C!Sapnap, C!George, C!Badboyhalo, C!Tubbo (mentioned)

Summary: Tommy may be in a very tricky position placed in the care of giant aliens but at least one of them looks like a cat.

A few stray tears slipped from Tommy's eyes as he gawked up at the alien gazing back at him.

"What....?" the newcomer asked, pointing a sharpened claw at Tommy.

Claws. Fangs. Everything about this thing screamed predator. And yet it looked so...fluffy. The conversing pair towering over him took notice of the abrupt shift in mood but did nothing in fear of spoiling the temporary state of tranquility.

"...likes..." the faceless creature said, keeping its voice as soft as possible. It gestured flippantly at the feline creature.

Slitted pupils found Tommy once again. This time, the alien regarded him with a thinly veiled grimace. The jingle of its bracelets only served to plunge Tommy even further into whatever bizarre trance this thing had him under. He followed every movement of the silvery jewelry as it moved its hand in tandem with its alluring voice.

Its tail swept against the floor, kicking up little specks of dust in its wake. After what seemed like some encouragement from the others, the brunette took a few wary steps towards the tiny being on the table. It crouched down in front of Tommy, evaluating him with cautious eyes.

"Prime," he breathed. Though this looked like a grown-ass person, Tommy couldn't help the pet voice he put on when he talked to it. "You're just a fluffy little guy, aren't you?"

At least one of those must have been a word that carried over between languages given how the two extraterrestrials broke out into fits of laughter above him. A cool toned hue flushed the feline's cheeks. Its ears flattened on either side of its head as it snapped at the inconsolable pair.

It wasn't until that moment that Tommy even remembered they were still there. The black haired alien pressed a hand to his mouth in a futile attempt to muffle his laughter. The other didn't even try to hide it, freely wheezing as he braced his hands on his knees for extra support.

As the brunette stormed off, Tommy had to wonder if maybe the phrase didn't mean the same thing in both languages after all. For all he knew, he'd just called one of the coolest creatures in the entire universe a pussy or something.

By the time the pair had caught their breaths, the luminous creature was propped up against the wall for support as the one with the reflective face had doubled over and collapsed, hands braced against the floor.

"Should...Bad?" the glowing creature gasped between the aftershocks of his laughter. It took his comrade far too long to answer.

"...think Bad...know...?" the faceless one asked.

"...way...out."

The faceless one didn't seem to want to leave but begrudgingly strode out of the room under the apparent insistence of the other. Tommy staggered backwards as the broad alien claimed a seat at the very table he was standing on.

It babbled a slew of complete nonsense, staring at Tommy expectantly with a wild look in its eyes.

"Uh...what?" the blonde asked.

The creature deflated. It pressed a hand it its chest.

"Sapnap."

Tommy was almost willing to write it off as more gibberish until the creature repeated the same word.

"Sapnap."

It turned a hand to Tommy in a sweeping gesture.

"Oh. Tommy?" the boy tried, mimicking the motion.

"Tommy?" the alien repeated with the same questioning inflection. "Sapnap. Tommy?"

The boy scoffed. Close enough. Sapnap let out an odd warble, tilting his head as he squinted at Tommy.

"Small."

Right. Of course these were the words Tommy could understand. Only the ones where he was being demeaned.

"I'm not small, bitch! You're just fucking huge!" Tommy hollered. The being continued to grin like an idiot. Right, so it didn't really understand a word he was saying. Tommy could work with that. "You know, most people don't really like bitches but you know what nobody likes? Big bitches."

Sapnap giggled.

"Yeah, laugh it up while you still can. As soon as I get my hands on a gun my size or-or a knife or something, you know who'll be laughing? Me. Not you. Because I'll still have my kidneys intact and you won't."

Tommy slashed an invisible blade through the air in front of him. Either the creature didn't get a word of that or didn't have enough braincells to put together that Tommy was threatening him. Or maybe he just really underestimated how much spite could be packed into such a tiny package. Especially considering that the tiny package in question had been tossed from spaceship to spaceship like a goddamn hot potato.

When Sapnap's glowing fingers reached for him, Tommy knew just what to do.

Sapnap gasped in surprise, yanking his finger free of Tommy's jaws. Was it a good idea to bite his giant alien captors? Probably not. Was Tommy going to stop doing it? Hell no.

He hissed like a rabid animal, baring tiny, flat teeth in warning. His eyes narrowed, daring the baffled alien to fuck around and find out.

Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.

The very ground shook with each heavy footfall from down the hall. Tommy's heart plummeted into his stomach. The shadow sliding across the wall alone was enough to drain all the fight from his body. There was something sickeningly familiar in those steps.

Sapnap stood to greet the horrible creature as it slinked through the doorway. Wholly obsidian eyes locked on him in an instant. His very lungs froze in his chest, throat constricting in on itself. He was petrified. His memory of demonic monsters of the past formed a noose around his neck. The sight of one in the present pulled the rope tight.

It tilted its head, clicking an odd rhythm like something straight out of one of the horror movies he used to make fun of Tubbo for being so scared of.

This thing was big. Bigger than the others. He didn't even know that was possible. Rows of sharp fangs poked out from between its parted lips as it spoke its unnerving language to the other creature in the room. Try as he might to pry his mind back into reality, he was unable to scrub the image of being ground into paste by those very teeth from his brain.

He tried to form even a half-hearted threat to throw at the thing but he couldn't. He couldn't make it go away. He couldn't make it stop walking towards. He couldn't stop it from reaching down to him with elongated, clawed fingers.

His every muscle locked up. With his feet cemented to the table, the only thing he could do was stand there and brace himself.

The pressure against his head was light, running from the top of his head to the very place that spike of pain had been driven into his head ever since he got himself free of the operating table. He flinched hard as the blunt of a nail grazed his temple.

"...chip...install...okay."

The voice was jarringly different from what he would have expected from such a monstrous cryptid. Its skin was cold against his. Like a doctor's.

He only dared to open his eyes when he felt the touch move down to his cheek. Tears he didn't know he'd made were swiped away by a careful thumb. The alien was...shorter. Even as it sat on its knees, it still towered over him but at least he didn't have to crane his neck so far to look up at it.

A soft smile spread graced its sharp and hellish features. It let out a high-pitched coo.

"Baby," it stated confidently. He was snapped back into reality as it tapped his nose with its pinky finger.

Tommy gawked.

"...p-pardon?"

Finals are kicking my ass. I wrote an essay on wrongful convictions based on witness misidentification with a powerpoint presentation on a related case, an essay on the experiences of LGBTQ+ individuals in prison, a manuscript of two short stories (one was about a cat on a subway and the other was about a lawyer haunted by the souls of the people murdered by his clients) with a detailed explanation of my focuses on literary devices, an essay on Spanish sports, a case briefing on Missouri v. McNeely, and I've done 2/7 final exams.

As someone about to graduate with an associate's degree, my advice for freshmen is: Drop Out <3

Anyways, what I'm trying to say is sorry if this piece seemed kinda rushed.

#mcyt g/t #g/t writing #giant/tiny #unintentional fearplay #accidental fearplay #intergalactic abductees au #giant!sapnap #giant!georgenotfound #giant!dream #tiny!tommyinnit #tiny!tubbo #giant!badboyhalo

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dingbatnix · 8 months

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Oof, poor Punz. Eventually he'll figure out that it's probably safe : )

Also, if Punz really was against Dream and the others were accusing/attacking him, Dream wouldn't defend Punz, because the others would be diverting the attention on Dream. Doing this proves that they're working together, buuuut none of the others have really stopped to think about it. They're too much in shock : D

Taglist: @brick-a-doodle-do @i-am-beckyu @da3dm @kayla-crazy-stuffs @local-squishmallow @skullsnbruises @giant-tiny-squid I'm putting you here cause it's your ask, technically:)

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kayla-crazy-stuffs · 1 year

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That's not really a good impression at all

I finally wrote this so....

the next fic will be the side story for surfer Dream au :)

Anyways, enjoy this :]

TW: Safe/soft vore, accidental fearplay, fear to being eaten

It was a fairly calm day, the sky was completely clear and even if there was a bit of wind, it wasn't cold. Dream was hidden among a bunch of trees that hid his presence from the human who used to walk through the forest.

He still wondered why a human lived so far away from other humans. This human's house was at the entrance of the forest and there was no other house for miles away. Maybe he liked being alone?

He continued to watch the human who had been lying on the ground for a while but started to get up. He had been so deep in thought that he probably hadn't realized the human had been lying there for about 15 minutes.

Dream pouted to himself, he wanted to observe the human more but he knew that he was going to return home and he wouldn't be able to see him again until tomorrow.

He followed the human to his house, carefully so that he wouldn't notice his presence. He saw the human enter the house and let out a silent sigh. He sat there watching the house even though he knew the human was not going to come out again.

Since the human moved to the forest and saw him for the first time began to feel attracted to the small one, to such an extent that he stalked him every day, from a distance and obviously hidden.

It didn't take long for night to come and it was at that moment that Dream came up with an idea that seemed to him like there was nothing wrong with it.

He approached carefully and silently towards the house, kneeling down to be face to face with the human's bedroom window. He always slept with the window open, which was quite big, so Dream raised his hand and slowly put it inside the house.

He used a pair of fingers to pull the covers off her and to carefully and gently gather him between them, slowly withdrawing his hand. Dream's eyes sparkled with curiosity and wonder at how small the human really was.

He brought him closer to his face to get a better look at him and finally did what he had planned to do. He put the human into his mouth gently, licking the small body and filling it with saliva so that he would go down the throat better.

Dream hum softly at the taste, the human had a slight taste of spiciness and something else he couldn't guess but didn't care much for. He pressed the human gently against the palate, swallowing the accumulated saliva in his mouth.

He continued to taste the human for a few more minutes until he decided it was enough and tilted his head back slightly, gently swallowing the human.

Dream heaved a contented sigh as he felt the human enter his storage stomach. He got up from the ground, beginning to walk back to his own home, although as soon as he arrived, the human began to wake up and within seconds was frantically moving around his storage while screaming in panic.

Dream's ears flopped down, he didn't think the human would be so scared.

He pressed gently on his storage trying to calm the human, but that seemed to make it worse as the human began to squirm more and the screams of panic increased.

Dream let out a little whimper, shoving the human back into his throat and within seconds he was back in Dream's mouth.

He gently removed the human from his mouth, wiping the saliva from him with the sleeve of his hoodie. The human was looking at him with his eyes wide with fear. Dream did not like that at all. “...I'm sorry…” “A-Are you sorry…? Y-You fucking ate me!!” Dream flinched at the sudden yell.

“You were safe, I swear! I wouldn't hurt you…” The human tried to look for some trace that he was lying but found nothing. The giant seemed to be quite sincere.

“A-Alright… just, don't eat me again…” he said with a soft sigh. Dream nodded, hugging the human. "What is your name?? My name is Dream!" he said with a smile.

The human flinched at the sudden embrace but calmed down quickly since he wasn't hurting him. “Uh.. Sapnap.. Glad to meet you too Dream, I guess…”

Dream just smiled stupidly as he lay down on his bed. Sapnap was amazed that the giant had a human-like house with furniture and all. "Good night then!" "Good night..." In a few minutes they both fell asleep, Dream happy to have the human with him after so long.

#mcyt g/t #mcyt gt #mcyt vore #dsmp g/t #dsmp gt #dsmp vore #safe vore #soft vore #accidental fearplay #giant!dream #tiny!sapnap #human!sapnap

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mysterious-gizem · 4 months

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𝐎𝐝𝐝 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐎𝐮𝐭

Warning/s: (???)

Prompt given by: @gt-mcyt

(I'd like to thank them for getting me out of my writers block :3)

Taglist: @da3dm

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A loud, ear-splitting wail jolted Puffy awake, and she threw the covers off her body and bolted toward her baby’s room. She thought of horrible scenarios of what could be happening. The sheep hybrid pushed the door open and watched as a hooded figure clutched her baby in their arms.

“Let him go!” Puffy ran over to the figure, tugging at their cloak, tears streaming down her face as she attempted to grab her child from the intruder. “Please!” She cried.

The trespasser pulled out a knife with one hand, still holding the baby sheep hybrid in the other. The knife was held closely to Puffy’s neck as she begged a silent plea.

“Please, that’s my baby…”

She sobbed violently as the intruder jumped out the window and vanished into the darkness. Broken cries came from the sheep hybrid. Her knees buckled, and she knelt on the ground, hands over her face in grief. Just then, another unfamiliar sob caught her attention. Puffy’s legs shook as she slowly stumbled toward the crib, which was not empty as she’d thought. Instead, her eyes widened when she saw a small baby sniffling inside the crib.

“Oh, sweet child…” She wrapped her arms around the new child, bringing it closer. She closed her eyes and cried with the baby close to her chest.

“My baby…”

~◇~

“Be careful when you play outside, okay, duckling?” Puffy enunciated to her child.

“Yes, momma.” The blond child nodded as his mother gave him a kiss on the forehead, not even needing to bend down to do so.

“And make sure you and Sapnap stay away from trouble, okay?”

Another nod came from the child, and Puffy watched him run out the door.

Puffy did notice that Dream was more peculiar than the other kids. He wasn’t the same kind of different as Bad’s kid; Sapnap was a blaze-born, which was already odd enough to see in the Overworld, but Dream was…Dream wasn’t a hybrid, Or, at least, Puffy never noticed any hybrid traits. What she did notice was that her kid was already insanely tall for his age, but every kid was different, right?

~◇~

“Sapnap!”

“Dream!”

The two kids embraced each other in a swift hug, and they chatted as they walked together to the playground. Once the duo arrived, heads turned to look at them; the children of the flock never truly accepted the two outliers. They weren’t particularly open to other kids who weren’t a part of their flock—especially if they weren’t sheep hybrids like themselves.

However, the other kids minded their own business, and Sapnap and Dream planned to do the same.

“Let’s go climb that tree!” The raven-haired child suggested as he dragged the blond. Dream watched with amusement as Sapnap struggled to climb the tree, snickering.

“Dream, you big idiot! Help me up! Put your height to good use!”

Dream sighed and grabbed Sapnap’s waist to help hoist him to the tree branch. His hands almost wrapped completely around his friend’s waist, and the maneuver barely used any strength from him. Dream frowned as he looked down at his hands, insecure. “Sap, do you think I’m too tall?”

The question surprised the blaze hybrid. Sapnap shot the other a perplexed look as he answered, “Nope! My dad can get really tall, so I’m used to it!” The hybrid watched as the blond stared at the other children playing around, still frowning. Sapnap grinned as he thought of a few games they could play to get Dream out of his mood. Sapnap jumped down the branch and slowly crept up behind Dream.

“Tag, you’re it!”

Sapnap giggled as he ran as fast as his legs could carry him.

“Wha- Sap!”

Dream grinned as he bolted from his spot, chasing his friend. The flock watched as the two ran around the playground, rudely and silently judging them. Sapnap glanced back worriedly, watching as the taller quickly gained on him.

“Wait! Wait! Dream– time out, time out!” Sapnap stammered as he slowed down his steps. Before he could catch his breath, a tall, heavy object collided with his body, and he and Dream both toppled to the ground.

“Looks like you’re it!” Dream teased. He giggled as he pushed himself off the other, Sapnap looking over at him with a grin.

“How about hide and seek?” Sapnap suggested. Dream perked up and nodded. “Okay, I count, and you hide!” Sapnap declared, placing his hands over his eyes.

Dream wasted no time dashing across the playground to the small forest area; he already knew the perfect tree for a hiding spot. The blond propped himself down in the hole under the tree. He distantly heard his friend scream “ready or not, here I come!” but his attention was quickly switched to how low the ceiling in the hole seemed. Dream thought, he was always the tallest of every other person in his peerage—everyone was always shorter than him—which resulted in him being the odd one out. Puffy would constantly reassure him with, “We’re sheep hybrids, we’re just naturally shorter, duckling,” or, “You’re a growing boy, Dream, you’ll be fine.”

Dream’s thoughts were put to a halt when a loud, familiar sounding cry broke through the quiet air. Sapnap! He crawled out of the hole, peeking to see what caused the shrill yell.

A few feet away, Dream watched as his fellow flock pushed around the blaze-born.

“Freak! You aren’t a sheep! You and that tall freak shouldn’t even be part of the flock!” The young sheep hybrid stuck their tongue out as they bullied the poor Nether hybrid.

Dream prowled behind the sheep hybrid, and without a second thought, he grabbed them roughly and pushed them to the ground. “Leave him alone!” Instinctually, the blond bared his teeth as he stared down at the sheep hybrid.

A bold statement then came from the other child. “You both don’t belong in this flock, neither does your mama or papa!”

Then, Dream just snapped.

~◇~

“He didn’t do anything wrong!” Puffy insisted. She couldn’t believe this! Her own brother, being the leader of the flock, was practically saying that he was going to kick out his nephew!

“Puffy- he beat up a kid! Have you seen the state of them? They were bloody and bruised; he wouldn’t even stop crying,” Schlatt explained. “We can’t keep that kid in the flock, we—we don’t even know what he is! He practically mauled that poor lamb.”

“Schlatt, he’s your nephew –”

“No – no, Puffy … my nephew is gone. He was stolen, and that intruder left the boy in the crib. Haven’t you ever stopped to think why they left that kid and took my nephew? Your son?”

Puffy stared, completely outraged at her brother, but she was rendered completely silent. “Please, Schlatt, you can’t take him away…I can’t lose my baby, not again …”

“I’ll…think about it.”

~◇~

“Momma, are you okay?” Dream’s small voice echoed through the room. Puffy hurriedly wiped the tears off her face and put on a smile.

“Yes, duckling, I’m fine.” Puffy gestured to Dream to come closer, which he did. “Duckling, promise me you’ll stop hurting others? It was wonderful that you protected your friends, but you can’t hurt others to do so.”

“I promise, momma…”

~◇~

Puffy was undoubtedly grateful for the fact that Schlatt didn’t kick her kid out of the flock, even after many protests came from the members of said flock. She watched as her kid grew up. The others in the flock were terrified of the fact that her kid, at eight years old, was already towering over most people. But Puffy could feel nothing but love for her little—or rather, not so little— duckling.

“Momma! Can I go to Sap’s house?” Dream asked excitedly as he stared down at her.

Puffy shot him a soft grin. “Just behave yourself, alright?”

The blond grinned as he ran out of his own house and quickly went over to the Nether-born’s house—frankly, it wasn’t too far—and he knocked on the front door. Dream heard a bit of shuffling before the door creaked open, and he faced Bad, Sapnap’s dad.

“Hi, Mr. Halo!” Dream greeted warmly.

“Dream, come in! Sapnap’s been helping me bake muffins for you guys!” Bad announced as they walked toward the kitchen.

“Let’s go play in my room!” Sapnap said, quickly taking off his apron as he ran toward the blond. Sapnap was about to drag Dream with him before his father stopped the two.

“Hold on—I prepared a snack tray for you guys.” The blaze-born groaned as he reached out his arms to grab the tray. “There’s cookies, berries, and of course, muffins!”

Dream and Sapnap snickered as they both ran to Sapnap’s room—Sapnap almost tripping over his own feet. “Let’s build a fort!” The blond prompted as Sapnap set down the tray of food on his nightstand.

They both built the fort, placing the blanket as their roof and grabbing a few chairs to make it more stable. “Let’s both eat in the fort!” Sapnap grinned as he grabbed the tray and pushed it inside the fort. The duo crawled inside their makeshift home and stared munching on the baked goods. Inevitably, the two began to play with their food, even after the countless past protests from both their guardians.

“First one to throw a grape in the air and catch it in their mouth wins!”

Grapes were now lying on the ground around the two as they both aggressively threw one grape after another. Their frustration grew because neither could catch the grapes in their mouths.

“I got it!”

Dream grinned as his words were muffled by the grape in his mouth. Sapnap groaned as he and Dream collected the fallen grapes from the ground.

Hiccup!

“Awh, man!—hiccup—I got the—hiccup—hiccups…” Dream whined as he continued to hiccup. An itching sensation made itself known as Dream struggled with the hiccups.

Hiccup!

Sapnap yelped as their fort tumbled on top of him. He pushed the pillows and blankets off him, and as he slowly unveiled the covers, he was met with his friends, and—was he taller?

“Yo, dude! You just grew!” Sapnap exclaimed, staring in astonishment. Dream grew quiet as his hiccups turned into sobs. Suddenly, Dream started bawling his eyes out and pulled his knees closer. Sapnap panicked.

“Dad! Dream’s crying!”

“What did you do, Sap?—What did you two muffin heads do?!”

~◇~

“Hey Bad! What’s up?” Puffy smiled as she stared up at the demon—to be fair, Bad was far from what demons were normally like—but Bad seemed out of breath, as if he ran in a hurry to her house (he did).

“Puffy—uhm…Dream kind of grew? Like, he’s probably taller than me in my demon form, now…”

“What?!” Puffy stared at him in disbelief, quickly grabbing her keys and locking the door as she began to head to Bad’s house.

“Sap explained that him and Dream were just eating in their blanket fort and Dream got the hiccups, and suddenly I’m giving Dream a giant blanket because his clothes are ripped–” They were both running and Puffy wasn’t able to give Bad a verbal response, but instead a worried look. Once they arrived at Bad’s house, they rushed to Sapnap’s room.

“Momma–” Dream cried as he clutched the blanket that Bad gave him.

“Oh, my poor duckling, are you okay?” As the sheep hybrid comforted her son, Bad gestured for Sapnap to follow him to give the mother and son some privacy.

“Momma, am I a monster?”

“Duckling, no! You aren’t a monster, you’re just…different.” She tried to be reassuring in her answer, but her words trailed off as she took in just how big her son actually grew—it was at least seven extra feet!—The two stood in silence as Puffy soothed her child.

A problem that would later arise was how Puffy was supposed to return Dream to their home without him being seen.

“Bad, is it okay if we stay until night? It’ll be easier for me to sneak Dream back into our house…” Puffy asked sheepishly.

The demon was more than willing to allow them to stay for a bit. “Of course, Puffy! The kids are still playing, anyway.”

“Dream, this is literally so cool! You’re like a giant now!” The blaze hybrid was way more excited than the blond, but he was attempting to hype him up.

“I guess…” Dream replied with a small smile.

The following hours were spent with the two boys figuring out how to play with their new size difference and the two adults trying to sew an outfit for Dream.

“Dream, it’s time to head home!” Puffy called as she continued to speak with Bad. “Are you sure it’s okay to leave the clothes here? It’s still not finished, so if you want, I can finish it. It’s for Dream, anyway–”

“No, no, it’s fine, Puffy! I’ll finish it! It looks like you’ve got a lot on your plate already…” Bad said, firm.

Just then, the two boys came stumbling into the room, Puffy now getting a clearer look at her boy standing up; she was thankful that Bad had tall ceilings. In Sapnap’s room, Puffy only saw Dream sprawled across his floor, but seeing him stand at his full height made her worry even more.

“Oh, and Bad, I’m sorry for taking your sheets—I’ll return them right away, I swear!” She promised.

Bad and Sapnap stood outside their doorway as they waved goodbye to the mother and son. Puffy carefully guided Dream back to their house. The pitch-black sky assisted in hiding the blond but was not as helpful in letting them return home without bumping into things.

After a few minutes stumbling about, they could distantly see their house; the lights were still on. Once Puffy thought they were in the clear, a deep gasp caught her attention.

“Puffy—what the hell happened?!”

Schlatt.

“Look—look, Schlatt, I can explain.” Puffy panicked as her brother stared up at her son with fear.

“What is he, Puffy?” Schlatt asked with a shaky but serious tone. Puffy sighed as she glanced at Dream, her heart aching at seeing his terrified look.

“Schlatt, even I’m not sure, but I do know that he’s just a kid,” Puffy said. Oh, Prime, she just hopes Schlatt won’t instantly kick him out.

“Duckling, can you please go to your room? Try to be careful-” The blond listened right away, quickly rushing to his room. Surprisingly, he didn’t knock a single thing over on his way. The ram seemed to ease up once Dream left, which caused Puffy to grimace.

“Schlatt, just…please don’t kick him out?” Puffy pleaded with her older brother, eyes solemn.

The older ram stared at her with a concerned look, “I’ll need to speak with the others…” He sighed. “Good night, Puffy.”

~◇~

The next day, Schlatt knocked on Puffy’s door, which caused Puffy to stop everything she was doing and rush to the door. “Schlatt, hi!” She said, heaving for breath.

“Look Puffy, I’m giving this to you straight…” Schlatt began, grimacing at Puffy’s hopeful expression. “We’ve decided that Dream won’t be kicked out…but he’s on thin ice—and the others want him to help with village chores. His height does give him leverage, after all…”

Puffy burst into tears and launched herself at Schlatt, catching him in a tight embrace; she stressed about it the entire night. “Thanks, Schlatt…” She cried happily.

“He’s still my nephew,” Schlatt sighed.

Then, unexpectedly, Dream came running down the stairs, the sheet still draping over his frame. His body seemed to go stiff when his eyes locked onto Schlatt’s. “Hi Uncle Schlatt…” The blond greeted shyly.

“Hey kiddo,” Schlatt grinned as Puffy stood up and wiped the tears on her face. “I thought you’d be out and playing with your friends?” The ram asked and looked at the sheep.

Puffy stuttered. “Oh, uhm, we’re still working on clothes for him…so he’s not going to be outside for a while.” She sighed.

“Do you think his clothes will be ready by next week? The village elders wanted Dream to help fix the playground…”

“Already? He hasn’t even adjusted to his height, and you want him to do work so soon?” Schlatt stared at her, silent. Puffy sighed, knowing she’d have to let Dream help. “I’ll go over to Bad’s today and help him work on the clothes.”

Schlatt nodded and started to leave as Puffy shut the door behind him. Dream stared, looking shy.

“Momma, are you okay?”

“Yes duckling, breakfast is in the kitchen. I made pancakes!” She said with a wobbly grin. The kid excitedly hurried to the kitchen as Puffy’s head dropped.

This was her baby’s life now…

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