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giants in suits are all well and good but have you considered tinies in suits? pinching their little tie between two fingers and tugging them closer? consider this.
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Something I don’t think we gt fans take into account often enough, is that it is Absolutely possible for a giant to be terrified of a tiny.
how many times have you seen a spider or bug and went NOPE! it’s their house now.
felt something crawling on you and freaked out?
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Random post, but its been on my mind for weeks now. I get lots of asks talking about people being lurkers in the g/t world, or when people finally dive in, lots of us mention just lurking around the community for years. At the end of the day, it's your comfort level, and all the power to you, but let me do my lil car salesman pitch to any lurkers who happen upon this.
The g/t community is small. I see fantastic art on here that will get 200-400 notes, maybe break 1000 if you're lucky. Writing? Typically under 100 notes, with the occasionally popular story getting a little more. On any given one it's usually just a handful of comments, if that. I've seen a lot of amazing creators come and go, just feeling like "What's the point?" Or that they're shouting into a void.
Your participation in a community, regardless of if you create or not, brings with it that little boost of appreciation and support. In such a small community, you're able to engage with creators far easier than in larger spaces. I remember just reading and saving pictures to my phone years ago. Just casually enjoying g/t by myself and thinking that was all I wanted. But there's nothing like actively participating- making friends, having people build on your little ideas, and being able to tell creators how much you enjoy their stuff.
We've all been lurkers, but just know that if and when you're ready to interact, people will be happy just to have you here.
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it’s finally mermay, which means i now have an excuse to shove my oc size-difference mer-yaoi in everyone’s faces!!!
*drops a giant pile of old & new arts here*
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G/T thoughts
You know what I really love in G/T?
This: The tiny's POV when they're thinking about all the things the giant could do to them without the tiny having any say.
This could be during fearplay or just the tiny's idle thoughts, yk?
Just, the tiny imagining all the ways the giant could hurt or subjugate or even end them, whether or not the tiny rationally knows that the giant would never do that to them.
The giant stroking against their back? It would be so easy for a fraction more pressure to be exerted to have them crushed.
A hand gently cupping the tiny in the giant's palm? A single clench of fingers into a fist would pulverize the tiny's fragile bones like they were nothing.
The tiny kept safe in the giant's shirt pocket? It would be so simple for the giant to forget them there, to make a single, casual move - an itch, even - that would painfully, fatally crush the tiny against the larger being's chest.
A shoe teasingly nudging the tiny's side on the ground? The sole of it could so quickly lift off the floor and come back down to stomp the helpless tiny beneath the heel of it.
Honestly, all this and more. I crave the drama it adds when the giant genuinely would never consider letting any of those things happen, so they don't understand why their tiny is still so afraid of them~
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Warm up doodle uwu. Oop he got his lil ass caught (character belongs to @motiny-tiny-mo )
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I've got like three dif stories that are set to be out of more parts, but instead of working on them, I'm writing a whole new OC fic about a yandere giant infatuated with the oblivious little borrower that's moved into their home~
Yk cuz usually it's the other way around, right? Where the borrower is super aware of their surroundings and good at staying unnoticed/unobtrusive. But here we're gonna have the opposite~!! ;DDD
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Summer fairies show way more skin due to the weather so I like the idea tattoos are very common - and little translator fairy is also a summer fairy! (he moved to the autumn continent)
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Not a Mouse Pt. 1
And here's a lil' drabble from a giant's POV this time; Unintentional Fear Play, here we come! :333
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Of all the times for the power to go out, it just had to be in the middle of the night right after Jack was sure he'd seen what had to be a mouse ducking behind his toaster.
Yeah, he'd wandered into the kitchen for a late night snack - unusual for him already, since he tended to go to bed early - and he'd snagged a couple pop-tarts from the counter 'cause he didn't want to bother with anything requiring more prep than they would. Then, as one does, he'd looked up as he headed to the toaster. Only, he did so just in time to see something dart behind the stainless steel appliance. Something had had definitely been too big to be any kind of bug. Which meant that it was probably a mouse - or worse, a rat.
To make matters even more terrible than they were quickly summing up to be, Jack didn't have time to do more than inhale in shock before a thunderous boom practically shook the house along with an accompanying crack of thunder, and all the lights went out, pitching the world into darkness.
Fuck.
He blinked rapidly, trying to get his eyes to adjust to the sudden loss of light while unconsciously shifting into a defensive position, his still sealed pop-tart held up like a weapon.
He quickly compartmentalized. One, the power was out, and by the loud crash nearby, it probably wouldn't be turning back on anytime soon. Two, there was a rodent in his kitchen.
As if to reinforce his thoughts, his ears pricked at the sound of a tiny, barely audible scuff, and he squinted his eyes in the direction of the sound, his brows furrowing low on his forehead when he realized it was from the same direction where he'd last seen his intruder, undeniably confirming its existence.
There was no way he was gonna be able to go back to bed while knowing that he had a damn rat in his apartment. Just the thought of it crawling all over his stuff, getting into his food, crawling over him while he slept - eugh. He shuddered in revulsion.
Hey, alright, he didn't have anything against mice or rats, not in general, but wild ones were known for being prime disease carriers for a reason: because they were. So he was very much against having one of the things in his home.
There was another little noise - it was sort of sharp and almost like a barely-there breath - and Jack steeled himself as he realized what he'd have to do.
He'd have to catch it - and fast. Before it had the chance to get away and do whatever it was that rats did after finding a home to inhabit. Like invite its little rat friends over or have a hundred baby rats in his walls. Yeah. No thank you.
Fumbling around in the dark (which was thankfully not completely pitch black to him anymore as his eyes finally began to adjust), Jack grabbed one of the plastic food containers from the drying rack at his side, simultaneously dropping his pop-tarts back onto the counter.
The Tupperware was rectangular and of a decent size. He was sure the rat would fit comfortably inside once he caught it.
What he would do with it after he caught it? Well... he'd figure that out then.
Clutching the container tight in his hands, he crept closer to the soft little scuffling sounds that he was able to better pick up on as he approached his invader, and the noises seemed to pick up in their urgency the closer he got. His muscles tensed in preparation as he scoured the near-darkness for any little figure out of place, his heartbeat picking up its pace in his chest with both nerves and thready anticipation.
He roved his eyes over the countertop, and -
There!
A small blob of shadow - smaller than he'd been expecting - moved, and he reacted. His arms came down from above his head to slam the lidless Tupperware container down over of the thing, and he almost winced at the sound of the plastic slamming hard against the countertop.
In the exact same instant, a sharp, piercing cry cut through the air, and for the life of him, he couldn't help but think it sounded far less like a squeak and disturbingly more like a high-pitched, terrified scream.
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Dun Dun DUuuun.... Pt 2 ya think?
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you know what I want more of in G/t?
Borrower vs. Fairy fighting. I want years long societal grudges between these two groups. I want Gang Fights! bloody gang fights
I want fairy’s who see borrowers as lesser, lame versions of themselves.
I want borrowers who mock fariys like the little nepo baby’s they are.
fairies with immense magical power but their fragile little bug body can’t take a single punch from a borrower
borrower gangs who have to territorially claim and protect a human from fairies because they need that human’s stuff to borrow. But oh no the human stepped on the fey queens favorite mushroom in the woods, and now half the fucking fey courts are out for their blood.
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*grips you by the shoulder, fervently* we have GOT to bring g/t sonas back
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Whump Art 10
Caretaker feeding pieces of apple to an injured tiny Whumpee.
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currently living in a sorority house thinking of tinies living in sorority/frat houses
there’s a whole industrial kitchen, and a ton of ppl to steal from when they’re away during the day
a very small niche i hadn’t thought about lol
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I love the idea of a middle-aged borrower who had his family killed by humans getting found by a teenage boy with some kind of absent parents like omg
The idea of a human teen getting attached to an adult borrower they found and seeing them as a sorta parental figure dispite the size difference and even the borrower trying to get over their instinctual fear of humans and their hatred towards humans for killing their family and start to feel kinda protective and acting as a sort of authoritative figure towards the teen is literally so cute ♡
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just wanna say when i first encountered g/t and mistook it for a f*tish i expected a lot of creepy men, but i've been pleasantly surprised to find lots of fellow women!! love to see it, stay weird ladies <3
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