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Hold up the boy

Bnha g/t prompt where burrower Denki Kaminari uses his quirk and short circuits/goes brain dead, and unknowingly ends up wandering out into the open to where the giant is.

Bro is NOT happy

Tumblers hiding my posts & not showing them in the tags I've posted them with again, so I'm reposting this so see if it'll play nice :/

Part 1 of a short little comic (:

I’ll try and get the rest of it out soon :>

YEESSS, MY GIANT NAGA BOY AND HE'S HUMAN BOYFRIEND OH YEAH

Y'all know those oc's who don't really make sense for some reason? Yeah, are they

(They're also super cute together, btw)

More Horizon doodles I did that I never posted here (ft. Tiny Kotallo AU!)

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST! REBLOG ONLY!

Come, I will tell you the legend of the blacksmith's daughter, and how she stole the heart of a demon.

The Moth and the Bear Book III: The Summer Road is coming out this summer!

[closeups and thoughts under the cut]

I love the idea of Kellaborn people painting and sharing stories about Ruyak and Kaelin after meeting them on their journey. I suspect generations later there are many tales and interpretations, possibly even a whole mythos. Everyone who meets them is certainly changed by them.

This, hands down, has got to be one of THE best g/t writings I've ever had fortune of reading!! 🐁❤️

Tiny!Omega AU - The Bad Batch

Here it is! The first chapter of my shorter project.

If you’ll enjoy please don’t forget to reblog!

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Hunter heard a shout. It was so small even he almost missed it. But it made him stop in his tracks.

“Omega?” he was spinning in place, looking for the source of the faint voice he heard. He’d recognize his little sister’s anywhere. Suddenly he saw a tiny figure standing on one of the rocks right by the sea. He got closer. Once he was close enough, he couldn’t believe his eyes.

His little- well, older- sister, was looking up at him from the rock she was on, at about 9 centimeters tall. She was as big as his hand. He was standing there looking down at her in disbelief for what seemed like forever. He didn’t even know where to begin asking questions. But it was broken when one of the bigger waves splashed on the rock she was standing on and his dad instinct kicked in; as soon as Omega turned around to look at what was rushing towards her, she was whisked away as Hunter grabbed her in his hands, so fast her breath was taken away from her. He held her close to his chest as the wave crashed on the rock. She could feel him breathing heavily. He was holding her quite tightly, but too tight she couldn’t breathe.

“Hunt-“

“Omega! What is this, what happened to you? Do you have any idea how dangerous it is going out without telling me?” He was holding her up to his face, all of her field of vision was just him. She began panicking. Before he could get an answer, he felt though his fingers that her breath increase in speed as tears started streaming down her face. Hunter was taken aback. This took him back to the time on Cut’s farm. He remembered what he told him. He felt a little guilty then.

“I don’t know!... I didn’t even know when I fell asleep, but I woke up like this. Hunter… please I… I don’t know what to do I-“ she began sobbing uncontrollably and Hunter was left there in shock, holding a tiny person I his hands.he just stared. What can he do? He turned to look at the sea, hearing the sea birds start circling them. He feared they might grab at her so he began sprinting up towards the Marauder at the top of the mountain.

Hunter passed by the people of Pabu without giving them a second glance, hugging Omega to his chest. He didn’t want to cause a scene by someone seeing a tiny person, so he held her tight and covered her with his whole hands.

Omega felt a drop in her stomach when Hunter took off without warning, and that was enough to break her out of the panic attack. She heard Hunter brushing against people as he ran up the mountain, and she felt him slowly beginning breathing heavier even through his armor. She could do nothing but wait and endure the bumps and uneven surface she was sitting on. She was surrounded by him, his fingers curling around her as his palm was used as a seat. Only sun beams came through, and she wasn’t able to see much but her brother’s giant digits. That thought made her heart drop to her stomach again. How was she so small he could actually hold her in his hands? She was the height of his waist just a few hours ago and she wasn’t even done growing. How could this have happened? So many questions and none were answerable.

Before long, Hunter arrived at the top of the mountain that contains the little town of Pabu and ran up the ship’s stairs. He placed Omega carefully on the dashboard before falling into the nearest chair he could find. Omega was frozen in place, watching every movement of his. Even though he was further away now, he was still so… huge. She could feel the subtle vibrations in the ship after every step he took, not to mention the earthquake that was him falling in the chair. But when his gaze fell on her again, that was something else. She gulped. She knew she didn’t need to fear him. He was Hunter, her big little brother. He always took care of her and saved her every time she was in danger. But now… just the absolute sheer size of him gave her pause. She felt helpless, thinking about just how easily he whisked her off of her feet back on the beach.

She saw his expression change. After he caught his breath, his eyes became softer yet held some concern in them. But he said nothing. He just observed her.

On his end, however, all he could see was his terrified little girl from the time they came to rescue her for the first time on Kamino. Nothing actually changed much in the way he saw her. He was merely confused as to how this could have happened. In all his time as a soldier he has never encountered such a peculiar situation. He didn’t know what to do, how to comfort her. It seemed like anything that he might do might scare her, and the last thing he wanted in the world was for her to be scared of him. And she was staring at him with those big eyes of hers, like a deer in headlights. It hurt him to see her like this. He just had to do something about it, but what?

“Omega…” He whispered, his voice giving way to no emotion. Her eyes bounced and fixated on his face. He leaned in, but she cowered away instinctively, and he froze. “Don’t be afraid.” He persisted and drew closer. Omega didn’t move. Her heart told her to run, but her head knew she didn’t need to. Hunter came close enough to touch her, and he slowly brushed his fingers around her face. She could see worry in his face; his eyebrows pressed together above his nose. He was examining her so carefully and touching her face so gently she barely even felt it. And when his fingers came into contact with her skin, she felt the need to just hold them right there. His touch was comforting. She leaned in closer and closed her eyes, using her entire arms to keep him from moving. He smiled and his face softened.

“I should contact the rest of the batch.” He exhaled. How they would give them the news was beyond him, but they should know, nevertheless. He slowly pulled away and walked over to his helmet and put it on. Clicking on the button near his ear, turning on the comms.

“99, anyone copy?”

“Copy,” Echo’s voice came on first, almost immediately after Hunter made the call.

“We have a situation.”

Soon, everyone else answered, and he urged them to come back to the ship for a meeting, something urgent. Wrecker groaned, as usual, having been in the middle of something, but he came, nonetheless. They all gathered in the hanger minutes later, looking at Hunter expectantly.

“Well, what is it?” Wrecker asked impatiently. None of the men in the batch seemed to have noticed their tiny sister on the dashboard.

“Something weird happened. I don’t know yet what caused it, but Omega’s… well,” he glanced over at her, and everyone followed his gaze.

“What the-“ as if right on queue they all just gasped. Even Tech showed surprise on his face. Omega felt like she wanted the earth to just swallow her whole. Wrecker stomped over, his face suddenly taking on the entirety of her field of vision.

“THAT’s Omega?” He exclaimed and made Omega cover her ears. That was too much for her.

“Wrecker, be gentle…” Hunter shoved him away as he mumbled an apology. He then scooped her up and held her to their eye level as she cowered. Being cornered like that in front of four giant men made her feel so exposed. A frightening thought popped into her head- they could literally do whatever they wanted with her, like a doll. Hunter held her up like. Trophy, and she had nowhere to hide. For the. First tie ever, she was scared of her brothers.

Echo, shaking off his shock, was the first to notice.

“Hunter, let her have some space, come on.” He gently took her from Hunter’s hands and placed her back on the dashboard. Hunter felt a pinch of guilt in his heart. He never meant to put her on the spot like that. “Are you okay? what happened?” Echo lowered himself to her eye level, so she won’t have to strain her neck looking up at him. Omega was still cowering. She raised her courage and told them about how she woke up on the beach alone, the size of a commlink, as Hunter was looking for her, and how he saved her from the giant wave that threatened to drown her, how he ran up the entire mountain to get her to the safety of their starship. At the end of her story, she’d left Echo pondering.

“And you don’t know what made you like this? You can’t recall anything, can you?”

“No, sorry…”

“It’s okay, we’ll figure it out.” Echo turned around to the rest of his brothers. “So, what do we do now?”

“We’ve got to figure out what got Omega into this state. Echo, Tech, you two go don to the beach and search it for anything out of the ordinary. Wrecker, you go get something to eat. I’ll stay here with Omega.” Hunter took the lead as usual, and everyone nodded and went off to their tasks. Echo glanced back at Omega with a reassuring smile before leaving

gt-abby is doing great things, her work is absolutely adorable. Like, I just want to pinch Omega's cheeks in this artwork. And the story is a whole new level of wholesome! Truely, a piece of work beyond its time.

Echo and Omega

Omega was sitting on the dashboard of the marauder, watching the people of Pabu through the windshield. She wished she could be part of that life again and wondered when the effects of the shrinking would wear off so she could go out and play again- well, as if Hunter will let her.

She heard footsteps on the stairs leading to the hanger of the ship, and guessing by the metallic sound and heaviness, it was Echo, who came into view not long after. He seemed to be looking for something around the ship when he laid eyes on her and a smile grew on his face.

“There you are, I’ve got you something” he said softly as he approached and sat on the chair next to her, rubbing his finger on her hair lightly, though she still felt him slightly pressing her down as he did so.

“What is it?” her eyes shone with anticipation, looking up at his mischievous face as he pulled out something tiny and pink out of his pocket. Omega’s eyes grew as she realized what it was. Echo raised the item up to her, lifting it to her chest level to see if it would fit.

“A dress!” She took it from him and held it out,looking closer at it. It even had embroidery on it, as if made by people of her size.

“Well, will you try it on?” He asked her, pleased that she liked his present.

“Where did you get it?”

“Oh, nothing special, someone was selling doll clothes on the market by the port.” He heard her giggle as she went behind a monitor and changed quickly, walking out soon after with the biggest smile on her face.

“It’s perfect.” She hugged his pointer finger. Echo’s heart melted when he felt her hug. Part of him wished she could stay like this forever, but he knew that would be cruel to her. She’s her own person, after all, and she deserved er freedom, just like every clone should. “Thank you.”

“Aww, it’s nothing.” He chuckled at the sheer cuteness of it all. He wished in all of his heart that he could hug her back, but alas, his other hand wasn’t there anymore.

An idea came to his head and he told her to wait a moment. He got up and walked over to the wall port mainly he used, given he was the only one with a droid arm. Pushing it in, his brain was suddenly filled with all the data of the ship. This always felt weird to him, even if he thought he started getting over it, like he could see, hear and control everything. He chose to change the mood inside the hanger. Music started playing from all over, something calm yet playful. He came back to Omega and held out his hand to her, as if asking her to dance. Omega, full of excitement, graciously accepted and held out her tiny hand and placed it onto his. She began dancing, twirling in place As he held her for support. It was as if everything was normal, and she forgot all about her predicament.

They played like that for what seemed like hours, without getting tired. As if they were completely alone in the galaxy and all of their worries were gone. They almost didn’t feel Hunter walking in, and he watched that unforgettable moment between the two of them as he didn’t have the heart to disturb them.. finally, when Echo turned round, feeling Hunter’s presence, his big smile shrunk when he saw they weren’t alone. Hunter, though, had the biggest smile on his face.

“Please don’t stop on my account.” He said, leaning his body on the metal wall and crossing his arms.

“Hunter!” Omega’s tiny voice squeaked from the dashboard and Echo moved away so they could see each other. “Look, Echo got me a dress! Isn’t it pretty?” She spun in place too show him. Hunter laughed and got closer to see.

“Wow, that’s so nice of you, Echo,” Hunter turned around to look at his cyborg brother, who was blushing slightly. But of course, Hunter could see everything, so he noticed. “It even has tiny embroidery.” Hunter used his finger to brush across Omega’s small figure to feel the tiny stitches. “It’s like it was made just for you, Omega,” Hunter could sense Echo hiding something as he looked away from them. Omega didn’t notice, but Hunter could swear he saw Echo’s blush deepen. Almost like… he made that dress himself.

Eeeyyy! Guess who wants more Phantasmo x reader? Me! :D (btw, I am the "chubby reader" anon if you haven't noticed!)

Could you write some Phantasmo x tiny/borrower reader? (And a reader more taller than Phantasmo? Or even a GIANT reader???)

🤨

Why do i feel something… odd about this ask…?

Well, i’ll hand you some headcanons…

(Also i hope Fluff don’t jump at my throat on this one)

☆~Phantasmo with a borrower darling~☆:

You two have met when you were spotted by him and lifted by his ghost tail, him bringing you very closely to his face, his cold breath on your tiny face and his piercing malicious eyes on you… you desperately tried to plead for your life… and him still deciding what to do with you… until he spoke:

Phantasmo: how long have you been here?

Y/n: . . .I… i…

Phantasmo: a n s w e r M E.

Y/n: eeepp! 6 months s-sir…!

Phantasmo: 6 months… hmm…

Phantasmo then squeezed you with his ghost tail a little tighter and gave you a really creepy grin.

Phantasmo: say~ how about this: i spare your pathetic little life and in exchange… you’ll be my little stress toy~

Y/n: s-stress t-t-toy…? What do you-!

Before you could ask any further, he tossed you on his palm and started squeezing the hell out of you, his hand would tremble lightly from excitement of bringing you pain and with the amount of pressure he was applying to your tiny body… until he stopped and examined you to see if you were still alive, and, to his surprise, you were. Maybe with a few broken ribs, but you were still alive!

Phantasmo: Hmm~ good, good~ perhaps you’ll be of entertainment for me~

He then would lock you up in a… rather spacious cage…? And place a big cookie in front of you… at first you were suspicious and scared it would be a trap: that he was only toying with you and at any moment would kill you, maybe the cookie was made with poison? Or worse: he would place a big snake inside the cage! Weirdly enough, it even looked like he was reading your mind and tried to… “reassure” you:

Phantasmo: no, there isn’t any tricks to this, i can be nice sometimes… see?

Phantasmo would then pat your head with his pointer finger gently.

Phantasmo: now~ try to get some rest and… don’t dream of a snake eating you alive or you eating a poisonous cookie! Hahahaha!

Yeah… talk about reassurance… you two may not had the best start but, eventually, he would grow more fondly of you! :D

He would still call you his “little pet” or his “mouse” just to fluster you~

Basically your routine would be: be squeezed by him whenever he’s angry, stressed or bored; eat; clean yourself; sometimes go on a “walk” with him (he would put you in his pocket of his lab coat) IF he’s feeling nice; sleep and repeat.

When you two grow more fond of the other, he would… get more bolder with his shenanigans: he would “threaten” you to put you into his mouth and bite off your limbs… or swallow you whole… (of course, you don’t like that one bit and burst out crying. He immediately apologizes and swears he will be more gentle with his “threats”, which is actually him fooling around with you, but since he almost never interacts with people, he has terrible social interaction and say shit like this)

Of course he loves you, he just sucks at showing it, lol

But… sometimes, SOMETIMES, he might feel a little tempted to… have a taste of you. Now, now: i know Fluff has confirmed that Phantasmo can’t eat or drink… but she never said he can’t place something or someone (don’t you get any funny ideas) on his mouth ☝️

Eventually he… does places you on his mouth, but, but, but: he asks for your consent first… you were… still with a back foot on this but… you kind have been… also a little curious to know what it is like being inside a mouth… you nod and he claps his hands together happily: he brings you towards his lips and opens his mouth, he waits a few seconds for you to climb in. You do and… god, oh god his mouth was much more scarier up close! You immediately tap his tongue and he (a little sadly because he really liked your taste) let you out.

He would then always start asking you if he could place you on his mouth, which you would agree but under the condition of him always letting you out whenever you felt uncomfortable or scared.

Sometimes he would playfully and lightly chew on you, you know, like a chewing toy. He would also press you against the inside of his cheeks just to tease you.

He really loves your taste: you taste bitter to him, but, since he loves coffee and can’t drink it, you are the perfect substitute for that! :D

Oh oh oh! Also one more thing: he would definitely sew you a couple of little clothes, just for you. 🥹

☆~Phantasmo with a tall (and a giant) person~☆:

Honestly Phantasmo wouldn’t be intimidated by your size if you were a couple of inches taller than him, there’s even a old drawing of Fluff where Phantasmo is interrogating a (presumably) tall guy:

(Image above was drawn by Fluffpillow)

Okay, the (presumably) guy isn’t THAT tall compared to Phantasmo, but my point still stands: he isn’t easily intimidated by size, at least usually…

But a GIANT? Ohohoho boy, he would be both: amazed because imagine all the experiments and bodies he can create with yours?! And absolute panic because, well, HOLY HEAVENS it’s a MOTHER FUCKING GIANT!

Okay, i know i said i would do both but… what if i… *proceeds to cheat by making the tall person have shape-shifting ability*

Like imagine the scenario: you saw Phantasmo haunting someone and you decided to scare him and teach him a lesson. At first, obviously, he isn’t afraid of you, i mean, why he would be? Especially with someone like yo-! And then, poof! You grew 10 times more bigger than him!

He immediately tries to disappear out of your way but you manage to grab him and bring him closer to your face while smirking triumphantly at him:

Y/n: not so tough now, eh little guy?

Phantasmo: y-you d-d-don’t scare me…!

Y/n: oh really~? Then what if i…

You teasingly opened your mouth, of course: you wouldn’t actually eat him, but~ he didn’t have to know~ he desperately begs you to release him:

Phantasmo: P-please…! Wh-what do you even want fro-from m-me?!

Y/n: i want you to apologize to that child over there you were scaring.

Phantasmo: Hmpf! And what if i-! OKAY, OKAY YOU WIN, YOU WIN! GOD!

It definitely took you two to get through each other’s hearts a little longer because of Phantasmo’s ego and because he was still butt-hurt from your first encounter: he hardly is out best by someone… and he ABSOLUTELY HATES being out best.

But eventually you two start dating! :D

He’s absolutely amazed by your shape-shifting ability and asks you if you could also shrink, you answer him a no.

Every time you want to kiss him, you grow into your giant form and kiss his entire face hfgfggfg

Of course, he doesn’t blush or anything (kidding, he totally blushes when you do that hfghgfgfhfhgf)

When you are not in your gargantuan size, he likes to float higher to look like he’s taller than you (have patience with him, he doesn’t like to feel short 😔🤚)

You also love poking him when you’re in your giant form gfhgfhfgfhhffh (and he annoyingly pushes your finger away from him hgfhhfgffhfh)

You basically managed to make him quit villainy: not because he WANTED TO but more like because he was PRESSURED TO by you:

Phantasmo: ooohhhh! Come on! Let at least do some evil things!

Y/n: N O.

Phantasmo: what if i only steal banks? Or, or: kidnap some ladies or-!

Y/n: do that and i’m gonna eat you.

Phantasmo: Oh! Oh okay! Are you seriously playing the “I’m GoInG tO EaT yOu” card right now?!

Y/n: yes. That or i’ll break up with you: your choice, choose your life of crime or me.

Phantasmo: Ooouhhh! You WOULDN’T dare!

Y/n: yes, yes i would.

Phantasmo: . . .i really can’t have both. . .?

Y/n: no.

Phantasmo: *sighs* F I N E… i’ll choose you…

“Mildly” Inspired by my own introversion

A solitary ancient giant who has spent so long faffing, Gadget-ing and whatnot that after a while his home is considered to be a and crucially is a archeological site. So, a bunch of archeologists (tinies) explore and analyse a surprisingly well maintained grand hall while the giants hides behind one of the stone columns trying not to get noticed. Alternatively, more akin to me, the giant would immediately grab and play with them. You choose.

I love the difference between me finding out giants exists vs tinies. I’

Learning that giants exist: *utter cosmic horror*

Learning that tinies exist: “you’re my friend now!”

What would you do if found out your friend was a size shifter?

Like imagine you saw your friend a few minutes ago but now re-acquainted but there now two inches tall. I imagine an incidental staring contest begins as they both realise: my friends a size shifter and he knows! I’d probably pick him up and give him little had pats with my finger as he sits on my palm.

(Major yapping incoming)

Where do you put your tinies, when you have nowhere to put them?

Let’s say that scenerio happens to involve you (the giant) trying to sort out one tiny but you can’t because your hands are full with lots of other tinies and there’s no place to put them maybe because you exist inside some kind of void space or something else entirely. You could just put the others in your mouth, like a little pocket space for tinies but a bit wet, or if there’s even more you can swallow them.

Am I saying that you should just eat your tinies for your own convenience, no. It is the first thing that comes to mind though. Like in some alternative scenario, you have the ability of flight. Potentially because you have wings as your a chimera like the almighty Kasane Teto. And also giving that gt applies, the stomach does seem to be an appropriate cabin space for your friends/passengers. It does have all the things that you would need for the long haul. (Comfy)

What would y’all do if you found a borrower / tiny in your house / room. My guess would be shock followed by immediate cute aggression. You are illegally small, just wanna gobble them up or hold them. Once and IF it (the cute aggression) passes, like befriend them maybe.

I am too distracted by their cuteness to literally even think.

If I were tiny, I would absolutely try to climb absolutely everything. Just to see if I could. I will try to climb up to your face and no, do not attempt to pick me up and help me. If I succeed you will designated officially climbable by my brain’s decision making authority.

Getting down will be an entirely different issue.

More GT stuff

I imagine one of benefits of having a tiny friend is that they can help grab the tiny little things that completely refuse to leave that space. For example, Guitar picks in the hole or the last coin in the piggy bank. I guess the same applies if you could change your own size.

Life as a tiny in giants home, on your own, is just maddening.

Unlike the giant it’s not easy to traverse the house. One simple journey to do/go anything/anywhere becomes you ‘Frodo travels to Mordor’. You have climb up a purely vertical mountain (a countertop) then trek across something that may be todays shopping that someone, not saying who, forgot to put away. It takes so long to get where you need to be that you’ve likely forgot what on earth you were doing. So, you leave — back down the mountain — to do something else and then you remember what you were trying to do. Rinse and repeat leaving having done 1 USELESS thing in the span of like 6 hours. You’d get incredibly fit though, as all you’ve done is climbing up and down a countertop for hours.

If I were that tiny; NAH, I’m waiting for you to get home cuz I am not climbing up mount doom just for a wee snack!

Non vore post but alas (G/T stuff)

One thing that I find pretty cute is the tinies using oversized stuff. Having to walk along the keyboard and jump onto the key in order for it to even register. Just adorbs.

Chapter 1 redo

Authors note: there are minor changes to plot but the over-arching plot is identical to the original; there is a lot more content of higher quality and it’s not as jumpy too. So that you’re aware, these are more ‘public drafts’, this one being the v2, and I will keep updating them until the finalised versions.

Self critique: as of this version, there are still issues: pacing and excess of ‘telling’. There are interesting concepts in there but executing them is something that I’m unsure of how to do. I hope you still enjoy it.

Status: WIP v2

Word count: 4,000-4,500

Tags: sfw vore, Safe vore, soft vore, sfw g/t, angst, fearplay, not fanfiction, etc.

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Amongst the busy streets of the local market lay a trio, comprised of mostly delinquents, conceive of a simple idea. This idea, stupidity far from invisible, would dictate their lives in unexpected ways. This idea involved travelling to the statue and pretend to be eaten alive whilst taking some form of picture. The sole conscientious and responsible one, Sarah, saw through this as that particular statue was shrouded in legend; meaning it could not end up being pretend. Unable to hide her worries, attempts to inform those delinquents of that risk they instantly dismiss it as some form of heresy whilst being aware of just how real that threat is. Knowing, yet again, that despite their rabid impulsiveness that once they have made that decision would be final, so helping them could be the only option that’d be anywhere near responsible. The following conversation is how those initial events unfold:

Billy: *unveiling a photo of the statue. Followed by immediate nudging then later bumping the Floyd’s shoulder* enthusiastically “Ay! You know what would be a great idea? Climbing into that things’ mouth and pretending to be eaten alive! It would be so fun!”

Floyd: also enthusiastically “Yeah! I love that idea, it would make such a good photograph.”

Sarah: disappointment with a drop of frustration utters “you know you both are going to get yourselves killed if you keep doing those STUPID things!” With concern “what if it…wakes up?! You know those legends.”

Billy: empathetically “eh, I don’t that’s likely. The statue hasn’t moved in millennia” // Floyd: attempting to be empathetic but is dismissive “what do you mean wake up? That thing hasn’t moved THOUSANDS of years.”

*Sarah and Billy stare judgementally at Floyd. Sarah realises and facepalms*

With that decided, they head home and fill the time between now and tomorrow with either reasonable or unreasonable options given the circumstances. Though Floyd didn’t actually head home and following with Sarah to her house, they more concretely decided what would be necessary for the adventure and had a few a drinks as a pre-journey adventure morale boost. Then to sleep as they were going to get the equipment tomorrow.

From previous experiences, it was clear that no matter how hard she tried it to prevent them doing something stupid wouldn’t work so knowing that there was no stopping them she packs everything that they could possibly need, from their house: one set of hunting gear, three basic water filters with three bottles, two sets of climbing gear, navigation set whatever else she thought of that could be important. Promptly notifies her father but doesn’t with boys parents , as there was no point worrying them more then they already are, about the supposedly quick journey. That conversation included all the risks and the whole plan of pretending to be eaten by the statue, jokingly talking how about it could actually happen though they both dismiss that absurd idea. The father acknowledges their daughter’s notice, and with a somber tone in voice he utters “you really are the only person keeping those boys alive, aren’t you?” And dismisses her. The journey should take around two days on foot, it takes 3 days.

Full, they leave the town gates, check the map and head out. As nothing eventful happens the first they end set up camp far enough in the woods that any passer-by’s can barely seen cite and a poor sleep. Waking up and tired and grouchy, they proceed much more slower as it filled with meaningless arguments and fights that Floyd has to keep breaking up as they seem to be the only one who acts mature with poor sleep. Although Sarah is much more experienced in hunting Floyd catches more as her irritatability means that her prey runs before she get a shot off. Floyd ended just ominously walked towards them until they were to exhausted to keep going and somehow didn’t lose em. Billy tried chasing them but as literally everything was faster he failed spectacularly. As a bountiful amount of food was caught, they put any that was either to much to carry or saved for later. With the day coming to a close , they chomped and cooked the deer into suitable portions after setting camp for the night once again. Once it had gone down they had some sleep to prepare for the next day of travelling and hopefully their arrival. With some alright sleep, good enough for no arguments, they sped towards the statue and with it coming into view they plan and unintentionally dismiss that plan.

Sarah gives two thirds of the remaining food and water to the others, she attempts to confirm that they’ll be fine without and they return with half-assed dismissal and excited confidence. As this was going to be the last they were to see one another she reassessed her previous thoughts on whether or not it was actually a statue, she remembers that the longest case of petrification was a day under 20 years and using her knowledge as a volunteer vet for the townsfolk, she made an educated guess that with similar potency the longest it could be is 400 years. As shere was no recorded movement in over 2000years, she deemed the legends as just legends, believing it was a sense of anxiety. She returns home in just under 2 days, as she skipped sleep to get home faster.

During that time, Billy and Floyd also convinced that the statue wouldn’t wake up began to climb the giant. Steadily, they gain towards their aim; it’s mouth. Throughout the short climb they discuss how best to make it interesting, they consider some sense of melancholy, potientially a scent of primal fear. Ultimately however, they push the excitement to when they get there. When they do, they both take a little bit of time to cook the food, a nice squirrel kebab, and rest the night atop the stone tongue of the giant. Once day breaks, well rested and energised they begin to experiment with what would work best. Depending on what the reader, you, likes what happens next could be considered a terrible or a relaxing experience, the stone begins to crack as the petrification spell begins to wear off. It starts slowly, not even noticed by the boys messing around in its mouth, then begins to accelerate. The boys realised they were no legends and that were would experience it first hand, as the mouth turns from stone to a wet soft flesh. In a panic, unsure what to do takes a picture of his panicking brother inside. The giant feeling something stuck in his mouth begins to swallow, as the muscles of the gargantuan oesphagus pulled Floyd down to the stomach, Floyd fights back desperately hoping this is just a nightmare. As the giant wakes up, with his throat clear, he sees a freightened and frozen Billy. Oblivious to what he just swallowed, he attempts to calm the little thing, by focusing on how he means no harm then rather what he just did. For seconds but what feel like minutes, Billy stares the now closed mouth and begins to tear up believing he just lost one of the few people who really mattered. The giant still oblivious, continues to try and comfort the tiny.

Floyd still hyperventilating and scared tries and fails to calm himself, as even if he won’t die a likely slow, horrible and painful death he is imprisoned in the belly of a giant, far from any place that any rational person would want to be. His minds starts to race on what could happen; If I don’t get digested then how am I going to leave? Am I going to pooped out!? I’m not getting pooped out, THAT IS NOT HAPPENING. With the lack of any control on what the outcome could be and knowing he’ll at least live he calms down and, hell that’s going to be one crazy story to tell. Grounding himself, he can’t help but spot the odd serenity that this place has: darkness, silky soft walls, warmth and ambiance. Once learning that this day wasn’t going to be his last and finally being calm after what feels like an hour; he decides to have a nap hoping that it was just a dream. Suprisingly, he falls asleep far faster than he ever had before and as he fades to sleep; he thought that this is quite nice but dismisses as it is quite absurd.

Whilst this happens, his brother Billy, still in distress and disbelief, is soothed by the giant — who is also panicking, though hiding it. As the giant is the most calm he tries to calm the tiny but to no avail; as they have just seen one of there closest friends disappear into the giants gullet. He screams. Billy, with as much effort as he can muster, tries to notify — and while ugly crying and trying to suppress the urge to just scream — the giant that he just ate his friend and brother and to please spit him out. The giant whilst desperately trying to soothe a tiny, who clearly needs it, over hears their pleas; realises that was the thing that he just swallowed when he woke up. Understanding the situation, asks to clarify something that if they knew who he was that they would know that he should be fine. An extremely confused Billy responds to these bizarre questions, realising throughout that conversation that Floyd will be fine. With that cleared up and getting so confused that he ended up being grounded, they decide how to go from here.

In the meantime, Sarah — unaware of what transpired — does her usual monthly routine of purchasing some textiles for her friends fashion designs in their sketchbook and for voodoo dolls. Nothing else of note happens from Sarah’s perspective as of yet. And Floyd remains asleep.

On they way to the town, to get their help, they have a friendly chat about their life, names and anatomy as Floyd would likely be interested as he was known to be nerdy and reckless, especially about the things that he got nerdy about, though they only tend last for maybe a couple month at most and change all the time. They learn that his name is Gondor and that he has two stomachs: the first of which doesn’t kill the things but instead heals them of most illnesses, the second will kill you as that is the one that does the digestion. How he found that out was never elaborated on and when it asked he turned his head away and didn’t talk until the conversation turned to something. Due to the giants sheer size they were able to cover the distance that took them multiple days to travel in a mere hours, and once the tiny noticed that they were close enough he told Gondor to stop and lower him to the ground. With the tiny being that’s now walking he notices just much more slow he is, it takes half an hour to reach town.

Hearing the gate bell ring, Sarah heads to the gates to investigate as the only who are known to be outside the gates were them, they meet near the gate toll booth. With the two together, Billy informs them of the matter. It goes as follows;

Billy crying and with a crackly voice: “I don’t know how to say this, but whatever you do, don’t panic. We have a lot more time than you might think.”

Sarah stirn yet distressed: “where is your brother?”

Billy barely believing it himself utters: “he... uhhh… got swallowed by the giant statue”

Sarah sternly: “bullshit. Where is he?” // Billy: “…”// Sarah experiencing a flurry of emotions: “wait what? ITS ALIVE?! FUCK! Is he dead?”

With the news delivered Billy tries to tell Sarah the rest while keeping her calm. Shocked, she tries to understand how Billy is this calm after seeing his brother get eaten ALIVE and the prospect of a fate worse then death, he can’t make sense of it either when he tries to recall what happened. Trying to recall what happened lead to have him a panic attack as he begun to relive that experience, she desperately tries to calm him as she feels immense guilt for feeling that she caused this, and not just the panic attack but the whole charade. As it is clear that he got fucked up by that she recommends a good therapist to help with combating the trauma, he refuses outright.

As time passes the two calm and head to her father, the mayor, for help on the current situation. Once the get to the mayor and barge into his meeting room — as he wasn’t in his office — he initially goes to dismiss them but sees the distress and horror in their faces and proceeds to dismiss everyone but them. Concerned, sternly tries to get whatever the cause of their distress is and with the nature of the situation he is stunned. Once the initial shock passes he orders some local officers to help investigate the matter and get better grasp of how to handle it.

On the way to the giant, they fill in the officers with the same information that they told her father, immediately proceeded by an awkward silence which followed them until the reached their destination. When they reach him, the enormity apparent as clear as the sun burning into your retinas, their shock nullifies them. With a photograph of the moment his brother disappeared into the jaws of death; he stares at that face and breaks. Under their own duress, they all attempt to comfort them with any remaining rational denial washed away they can only delude themselves into what they know happening, as the events are still unfolding, isn’t actually happening. Only an insane, yet rational, person would accept those events as what they truly are; something believed only to be in the books of myth and legend just ate a person and they’re not even dead. As the tinies are in a collective panic attack and delusion he can only watch until it passes. As day turns to dusk and the situation calm, Gondor provokes the conversation that they were supposed to have.

During that time, the officers that overheard that conversation look at each other with panicked faces; someone is going to have to climb into their mouth and go down his throat to “save” him. Promptly agreeing without uttering a word that by no stretch of the imagination that they are doing that. Billy realising that too, volunteers if that is what comes to pass. Privately, the giant is excited at the premise of swallowing and tasting more prey as that was a long forgotten tradition to heal tinies from their wounds. Don’t forget that wasn’t the only bonus: it was a whole load of fun for both, feisty prey where a particular favourite. They were the tastiest after all, can’t help but snack on the sweetest of nectar, especially because they made the whole meal a little more interesting.

The officers having nothing new other then recommended counselling they return to town. the giant remains amongst the nearby mountain valley as they trek back. Still visibly shook by something — yet nothing — they still try to console him it doesn’t, it can’t, work. As it’s only a 10 minute journey with the car they leave him be until they reach the mayor and tell him the news. When they do Sarah remains with Billy just to be there while the officers inform him of the matter at hand. He clears his schedule. Announcing an immediate meeting in the main hall to discuss the matter at hand.

During that meeting, Sarah and Billy were excluded out of an expected necessity; they were both sent to Billy’s home and although it was thought that it would be better to inform his mother, Kelly, but to avoid any more distress and pain she decided against it until they got Floyd. Kelly immediately knew something was very wrong with her kids and Tried to pry it out of her but all she got was ‘not yet-s’ and ‘it’s not the right time’. Beyond frustrated, she made her promise that they would be safe and that she would tell her what exactly happened, she did.

The meeting included many: the head of logistics and transport, security commissioner, infrastructural and civil engineering advisor, medical personnel, mayor’s managerial staff and a recommended workforce. As a sudden and unplanned meeting grabs a lot of attention from lower ranking officials and the content that the meeting will discuss it must stay secret. Many ideas are passed around the not that secret meeting in the main hall, such as: just let him pass through the entire digestive system, or more of direct rescue. One idea was initially went for the go-ahead, it was denied as the notion that the deeper he went through the more likely that he would die. As concepts for a rescue direct were being conjured one of the personnel jokingly exclaimed that it could be his new home: some got offended, others tried to hold in laughter as they only let a teensy giggle including the mayor of all people. Although they were an obvious idea for a direct rescue — voluntarily getting eaten then escaping with them — it was expected that no one would volunteer for that so it was dismissed before even being mentioned. Another was trying to force the giant to drink some salty water and that a host of issues: getting it salty to enough for him to throw up, the notion that it could, drowning hazard, transporting multiple tonnes of salt water past the mountains, getting him to drink it and likely more. This was dismissed too. Then one of the officers that met the giant earlier exclaimed the obvious, frustrated at the obvious issue the mayors asks him:

“how in the hell are we supposed to find a person to get voluntarily eaten, hmm?

Calmy in response: “Billy sir, he said he would sir.”

Still frustrated: “you saw the state he was in, do you not think that’s he up to doing that?”

Calmy in response: “exactly sir, it could help sir.”// Explaining his position that using them as the so-called ‘bait’ that it could help reduce the immense guilt as he gets directly involved with his saving. Seeing his point and the meeting coming to no decision otherwise he goes to confer with his daughter and Billy.

During this time, Billy remains in his room atop his bed staring into the wall looking lifeless, crying. Kelly and Sarah staying downstairs overhearing silence. To empty the silence filling the room with an eerie dread, they attempt to make conversation but they too are possessed. Hours go by as nothing but silence fills the room but a sudden intense sobbing breaks the tension emanating from upstairs. As it approaches and enters only to comforted something that desperately needs to fill the air. At the worst time, the mayor barges into the room asking to see Billy and his daughter. Sounding cold, he asks Sarah if he could volunteer and explains — she interrupts before he has that chance on how he is clearly not in a state to do anything — as he does she reluctantly agrees.

As that time passes within the stomach of the giant, Floyd realises that this is no dream but unlike earlier he has been fully enamoured by its serenity. After all: it’s all warm, cozy, safe, dark and he doesn’t have to deal with his annoying brother. Kicking the walls to grab their attention because how else do you that whilst imprisoned in their stomach? As there isn’t much else to really to do other then take it all in, they try to get to know him better. During the exchange, they learn that not only that his was Gondor but that he was known amongst the local tribes people for protecting and healing them. With only mild concern, Gondor asks how he’s doing in there and ends up reluctantly admitting that he actually likes being in there and explains on how peaceful and relaxing this place is. Even so, he would never admit to liking something that he assumed would be traumatising to others and proceeds to jokingly suggest that it could be his new home.

The plan would be as follows, the ‘bait’ (the one who volunteers) is strapped onto a harness which is simultaneously attached to a industrial spindle anchored to the ground. The bait would then crawl into the giants mouth to be swallowed; to ensure that they go down easily they would initially be drenched in their saliva, in their mouth or otherwise. Although it wasn’t popular it would make it significantly easier for the operation to go smoothly. Once the ‘prey’ had been secured they ought to be removed immediately and if any unforeseen events occur they are to be removed even if the ‘prey’ hasn’t been secured. If that is the case the operation would repeat but as immediately swallowed instead of being ‘played with’ inside their mouth.

With all the equipment transported, in one small convoy: one tow truck, two trucks, two police cars. This did rely on a simple, yet devious, notion that the giant already tried to spit them out and failed. With everything in place it was time to get eaten alive. Attached and harnessed up, he stood upon the palm of the giant and like an elevator was lifted towards the cavernous maw; staring, he freezes upon the memory of that incident reappearing for a few minutes. The tension rose from the crowd as the very real possibility that he wasn’t up to it and that truly ineffable fear takes grasp and paralyses him, the moment that the conviction risen to its peak he climbed into, the now pond of saliva within, his mouth. To get him ready for going the pipe, the giant begun to play with him; getting tossed side to side with a slab of muscle bigger then him, getting drenched with saliva to the point that whenever he desperately tried to grasp on anything he just slipped off. As what felt like hours, but were only a few seconds, he begins to get pulled into the narrow sinkhole. Engulfed in: darkness, such a narrow space he could be barely breath and getting crushed with every inch that he slide down with nothing to grab onto he could only submit. As he slowly got dragged down the wet tube it felt like hours… no power to fight… only the power to submit to its raw heat. Dropping into the stomach, he snaps the glow-stick to see a doused in a faint green light a freakishly calm Floyd.

Although Gondor did find Billy quite delectable, he knew that only did he just want this over and done with, he wouldn’t like it given his previous reaction so to fulfil his wishes he got him as easy to swallow as fast as he could — albeit a bit aggressive — and quickly swallowed not like he could resist the temptation anyhow. The brothers stuck staring into each others eyes, filled with a perceived horror; it breaks with a heart-to-heart.

Billy stern to sorrowful: “are you alright? God, it’s such a relief to see you again” and goes in for a hug, crying.// Floyd reciprocating: “it’s good to see you too buddy”

Billy jokingly: “you know I had to get my self eaten alive to get you back, right?”

Floyd jokingly: “funny you say that. He could’ve just spat me out and this whole escapade would’ve been completely avoided.”// Billy sternly and angrily: “what?!!”

Floyd sensing he just made a grave attempts to retreat but can’t. Billy tries to get him to explain but they can he jumps at them and they begin to fight. This fighting, jolting the stomach side-to-side, up and down begins to make the giant go from a mild giggle to full-on laughter as it continues. Clearly unexpected, minutes go by as they wonder do we bother pulling them out as it shouldn’t be taking this long and this be the result, the confusion settling they pull them out. As he is being dragged up, stupidly still fighting against no one, it resulted in him getting swallowed to so that he’d stop. Emerging from his throat: drenched and dripping, gets asked why is he alone; in retrospect realises that in the flurry of emotions he didn’t hook Floyd up and he’ll have to get swallowed again, the rest realise this too as only a single silhouette can be made. Blurting in befuddled anger he informed the giant that he knew of the malicious mischief and what exactly that entailed. Everyone heard. Expectantly, gets chucked into his mouth and swallowed into the void.

Frozen as he crushing, yet smooth, descent down his gullet, he re-acquaints with an unimpressed Floyd interlocking eyes as they get stuck in mutual disappointment for one another. Floyd trying to escape this awful atmosphere screams to spit ‘em out; Gondor just about overhearing a cry gently spits them out. they gently glide up the oesophagus and slide of the top of the hard and soft tongue without any denial of compliance. Swamped in spit and stomach fluid they’re lowered onto the grass next to Sarah; they stand in muted silence.

With every soul known to be alive and well, the state of a ‘disconnected reality’ breaks revealing just how desecrated he became. Whilst Billy is having himself a crisis, Floyd and Sarah exchange virtual hugs in jubilation and as expected they are swiftly de-contaminated and given a fresh new set of dull grey and colourful hawaiian clothes. With the whole ordeal over, the trio celebrate at the local pub, resulting in drinking apple juice in a beer mug. By no stretch of imagination were they going to drink actual beer; it tastes like piss. Floyd however, is possessed by the previous experience and considers exploring those strange feelings.

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Authors note: If and when there any critiques about writing quality, character development etc DM or comment plz. The finalised versions I hope that I will post them on AO3 or smth. I have an idea for ch2; I’ll follow the same thing routine with ‘concept draft in parts’ followed by a ‘semi-flushed out draft’.

I’m gonna expand on my expand on my previous post about petrified preds into a more fleshed-out story. ;)

So here goes:

This is short story about a particular peculiar duo; Billy and Floyd. They decided they would venture towards an giant ancient statue, yet legends told it was no statue. They, against one there closest friends advice; Sarah, try to take a selfie inside the statue’s maw whilst pretending to be eaten. // Amongst the busy streets of the local market there lay a trio, infamous for their shenanigans, who begin to conceive an idea. Little did they know this idea would dictate their entire lives for the next few weeks, although Sarah — the only one who appeared to have any common sense — saw the utter stupidity and complete disregard for their safety. She may have been aware of this but this was relatively the norm for those two and she also knew that they will do whatever they set their minds to. So, she decides to help them, though far from the first time. The conversion between the notorious trio, went as the following: // Billy: “Ay!” *bumps the others shoulder* ”You know what would be a great idea, climbing into that thing’s mouth and pretending I’m being eaten alive” with a cheeky expression on his face.

// Floyd: “YEAH! That’s a great idea. Plus, it would make a great selfie” // Sarah: frustratingly utters “you both are going to get yourselves killed, if you keep doing those STUPID things!” Then with concern in her voice “what if it… wakes up? You know the legends.”// Billy and Floyd: “what do you mean wake up? That thing hasn’t moved thousands of years.” They spoke dismissively. // *Sarah facepalms*// The rednecks of the group are elated over not only their agreement over the idea but them also unintentionally syncing. Knowing that there was no stopping them she packs everything that they could possibly need; food, water, climbing gear and more. Promptly notifies her father and doesn’t with boys parents, as there was no point worrying them more then they already are, about the quick journey and that there was no need to worry. The father acknowledges their daughter’s notice, and with a somber tone in voice he utters “you really are the only person keeping those boys alive, aren’t you?” And dismisses her. The journey will take around two days on foot, it takes 3 days. Sarah gives 85% of the remaining food and water to the others, she asks “are you two going to be fine without me?”and returns a “yeah” and a “yep”. Reassessing her previous thoughts on whether or not it was actually a statue, she remembers that the longest case of petrification was a day under 20 years and using her knowledge as a vet for the townsfolk, she guessed that with similar potency the longest it could be is 400 years. There was no recorded movement in over 2000years. believing it was a sense of anxiety. she returns home in just under 2 days. // During that time, Billy and Floyd also convinced that the statue wouldn’t wake up began to climb the giant. Steadily, they gain towards their aim; it’s mouth. Throughout the short climb they discuss how best to make it interesting, they consider some sense of melancholy, potientially a scent of primal fear. Ultimately however, they push the excitement to when they get there. When they do, they both take a little bit of time to cook the food, a nice squirrel kebab, and rest the night atop the stone tongue of the giant. Once day breaks, well rested and energised they begin to experiment with what would work best. Depending on what the reader, you, likes what happens next could be considered a terrible or a relaxing experience, the stone begins to crack as the petrification spell begins to wear off. It starts slowly, not even noticed by the boys messing around in its mouth, then begins to accelerate. The boys realised they were no legends and that were would experience it first hand, as the mouth turns from stone to a wet soft flesh. In a panic, unsure what to do takes a picture of his panicking brother inside. The giant feeling something stuck in his mouth begins to swallow, as the muscles of the gargantuan oesphagus pulled Floyd down to the stomach, Floyd fights back desperately hoping this is just a nightmare. As the giant wakes up, with his throat clear, he sees a freightened and frozen Billy. Oblivious to what he just swallowed, he attempts to calm the little thing, by focusing on how he means no harm then rather what he just did. For seconds but what feel like minutes, Billy stares the now closed mouth and begins to tear up believing he just lost one of the few people who really mattered. The giant still oblivious, continues to try and comfort the tiny. // As the emotional distress begins to subside, Billy crackly and still teary gathers up the courage to tell the giant he just ate his brother. The giant shook, realises “oh, that’s what I swallowed” and then tells Billy “Floyd will be alright my first stomach is non-toxic and actually can heal wounds”. Floyd also in emotional distress, though different, overhears the muffled conversation, and realises he will alright and what he believed would be his final moments, regains hope and as hard as he can kicks the stomach walls and. Shouts “ YOU BITCH!”. / The end (of probably chapter 1)