A/N:Already got shorts inspired by dreamcatcher…sigh. Anyways here is some hurt/comfort with Celeste and Marie!
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Celeste was the strongest person Marie knew.
A chin held high, a charming smile. She nodded, and she listened…despite the words being utterly vile and sharp enough to cut through her lady’s heart.
“Though even regarding all that history, your birth was by far the greatest tragedy we’ve ever experienced.” The duke had spoken the words casually, as though stating that the sky was blue, and Celeste had laughed.
She laughed like chimes twinkling in the wind, and the very same duke flushed in awe. She smiled, tilting her head in a doll-like manner, and the rest of the nobles adored her–as though in that moment she wasn’t a person, but rather an expensive painting displayed on a wall. In Marie’s hand she spoke, voice higher than normal and delicate over the butler’s ears. It was fake. All fake. But it was acceptable–and just as easily as she smiled, Celeste completely agreed.
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“Lady Celeste, please come out…"
The sniffles were loud, and they broke Marie’s heart. How long did this have to go on? Too many times had Marie watched Celeste do this–smile until she couldn’t any longer–and when her lady broke down, Marie’s entire world crumbled alongside her.
Celeste was hidden, her royal blue dress dirty from running across the floor despite Marie’s protests. She sat huddled under a drawer the butler’s size, knees drawn up and her face buried into them. Though she was merely two inches tall, her cries were loud enough to ring throughout the entirety of her room. Each painful wail made Marie flinch from her position on her stomach before the drawer, voice a whisper as she continued.
"Lady Celeste–”
“I know what I am. I know what I’m not–so why must it always be brought up as though I don’t? Why must it always be shoved in my face?” Her voice was lower, a dry drawl full of anguish. She didn’t move in a delicate, graceful fashion–rather she seethed, and she ruffled her hair in frustration, long purple locks falling in messy pools all around her. They gathered at the bottom of her bare feet, the expensive heels thrown away long ago.
Marie swallowed, thinking through what to say in response. She used to be bad with words, let alone comforting ones, and she was still careful to think before she spoke. She knew she couldn’t simply kill the man…she’d learned the hard way that wasn’t always the right course of action. No–right now Celeste needed to cry, to be heard, and to have someone to lean on. Marie had taught herself how to do all these things for her lady, but more so, she’d learned why they were important for her to understand in the first place.
“Celeste, you aren’t at all anything he claimed you are. You aren’t a tragedy, not to anyone–”
“But I am,and every time I look at myself I am only reminded. This…this tiny, weak, inferiorbody of mine is the purest example of what a vampire should never be.” Celeste took a heavy breath, and finally she lifted her head up to look at Marie, face a complete mess. Her eyes had dimmed, no longer sparkling as they always did before. There was a darkness over her, a shadow Marie wished she could take away. With a grimace her lady spoke, voice a mumble Marie could hardly hear.
“In comparison, it would have been better for Father to have had someone like you, Marie. You’re strong, you’ve gone through so much and still are wonderful in every way. Perhaps with someone like you, Father could be proud and not be ridiculed for it, and…” Celeste sucked in a heavy sob, another wave of tears spilling out, “and Mother might not have–”
No.Marie wouldn’t let the words slip out of her lady’s lips, and with one single fluid motion she reached out, sweeping her arm under the drawer to gather her lady up in her hands.
"Marie, stop–!”
“Celeste…I’m who I am today because of you,because you saw something in me I could never see for myself.” Celeste sat in bewilderment in her cupped hands, eyes wide as Marie brought her alarmingly close. Marie could see the blush painting her lady’s cheeks, and it only made the butler love her more. She is everything to me. How could she say those words and not realize how it pained Marie? Did Celeste really think so little of herself?
“You took what was…fractured, and you carefully put me back together until I was something new. Something whole.Do you understand what it was like to experience that for the first time? To experience you?”Marie shut her eyes, and she breathed out a heavy sigh at the memory. She listened to Celeste’s startled squeak as her breath washed over the tiny vampire, and Marie thought to herself that her lady was oblivious. So unaware of how much she’d actually done for Marie, and frankly…the butler couldn’t fathom how.
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“Marie, push me.” Her lady sat on a lily pad in the garden’s pond, and she looked up with excited eyes at her new butler. Marie could do it. Or she could flip the lily pad over and watch her drown. Either way seemed rather mundane. This job made no sense–to take care of a vampire two inches tall–and Marie was pissed she wasn’t given something she knew she could do.
Was there not people Valadon wanted killed? Was there not some secret police he had she could join? Was this a test? Was Celeste in on it too? Marie didn’t know, but she hated whatever all of this was. She was a fucking soldier, not a goddamn maid. She hated this manor, and she hated the people in it, and most of all she hated this tiny, naive little–
Chimes graced her ears, and Marie froze, staring down at her little lady…laughing. Celeste smiled wide when Marie obeyed her command, excited bell-like giggles making the ex-soldier lose her breath. This little, incredibly weak girl was laughing because of her. Marie, who had taken down other vampires triple her own height and double her age…was causing tiny shoulders to shake, and minuscule little cheeks to burn a soft rose. Happiness was clear on Celeste’s face, and all Marie had done to earn the wondrous sight was to push the stupid lily pad.
Celeste was so simple. So easily pleased. This should have meant nothing to the butler…and yet, Marie still felt inexplicably weird about it all. There was a pain in her chest, and it was slightly hard to breathe. The child didn’t understand the feeling, at least not until Celeste looked up, amethyst eyes widening with concern.
“Marie?! Oh no, what’s wrong? You’re crying…” The worried statement made Marie blink, and only when another set of tears fell did she finally notice. Crying? She didn’t cry–didn’t feel enough to do much actually. Marie couldn’t believe it, but when she reached up with her free hand to touch her cheek, surely enough, she found tears were there.
So this…was what it felt to cry?
For a moment she simply stared at her wet fingertips, ignoring Celeste’s fretful questions. This was apparently crying, and she certainly could feel the tears fall…but for the life of her, Marie didn’t know why.
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“I learned I could do more with these hands than kill. I could protect others, care for them, and even…” Marie shut her eyes as tears fell, and she took a slow breath, finally opening them to stare fondly down at her precious lady. “adore the one I love, all because you did these things to me.”
Marie moved to smooth out the messy tumbles of Celeste’s hair, gently wiping away stray tears from her face. Yet it didn’t matter–those little cheeks were almost immediately covered with tears again, and Marie softly chuckled at Celeste’s sniveling face.
“You’re perfect, Celeste. The way you smile, your determination, this size of yours…all of it is good. Do you understand? You’re nothing short of lovely my lady, nothing less than everything a vampire should ever want to be.” Her words made Celeste release another loud, heavy wail, and this time Marie simply brought her weeping lady close to her chest, letting out a sigh as Celeste instinctively clung to her dress shirt and buried her face into it. She knew now Celeste simply needed to cry, and the butler would be there for her the entire time. But…
Marie still wished she could kill the noble who’d caused this.
Perhaps she’d mention the incident to Ellis later. He’d certainly lose his reason after hearing that Celeste cried, and whatever he chose to do would give Marie peace of mind. She knew she couldn’t act on her rage given her position as Celeste’s butler, but still, she was pained. The need to grasp that man’s skull and crush it between her hands was damning, and Marie took a deep breath, channeling that anger into doing something she knew Celeste wouldn’t scold her for…and something she knew the noble needed from Marie as well.
Slowly, the butler moved to hold her little vampire against her chest. She wrapped both hands carefully, mindful to provide ample room and air for Celeste beneath the dome of her hands.
"Excuse me Lady Celeste…” Marie rose, leaving the floor of her lady’s room and crossing through the door to her own, all the while comforting Celeste with soft hums and reassuring whispers. When she got to her own bed, she carefully laid down, curling up with her hands still over her chest to hold her precious lady. It was as though Marie simply lay in bed by herself, with Celeste completely hidden away under the dark comfort of her butler’s grasp. The delicate position was as much of a comfort for Marie as it was to her lady, and the butler closed her eyes as she listened to the muffled sounds of Celeste’s sobbing.
Marie was angry, but with each waning sob Celeste released to calm herself down she felt better, relieved the noble could find comfort in being vulnerable around a person like her. She felt the tiny nub of Celeste’s body press into her chest–practically molding into Marie’s skin to seek even more comfort–and the butler wished she could protect her more. She shouldn’t squeeze any harder, her lady was fragile and far too priceless…and yet, Marie found herself pressing her palm into Celeste’s back and bringing her lady closer.
“I’m sorry….” Celeste heard the rumble of a whisper resonate through her body, and in the dark safety of Marie’s hands she was suddenly nudged more into the butler’s chest. What’s she sorry for? Celeste didn’t know, welcoming the firm weight at her back as another sob racked through her. What she would do without someone to cry like this to, Celeste didn’t know, clinging against the giant desperately. Marie was like an anchor, and every time it became too much for Celeste to bear the butler was always there for her lady to empty a river of tears into.
She acts as though I’m a saint who helped her for nothing in return…but it was anything but selfless. It had been hard to look into those blank sunset orange eyes and not yearn to see them sparkle. Celeste had imagined what it would be like–to have Marie look at her with eyes full of happiness–and before the young lady had realized it, she had been intent to find out.
After years together Celeste was able to simply hear Marie speak and know the feelings underneath the giant’s voice, so it broke her heart to sense the shame in them now. But there’s nothing shameful about needing one another…she can rely on me too. She isn’t just my butler, she's… Celeste shook her head in the darkness of Marie’s grasp, voice just as steady as the massive heartbeat echoing around her.
“You won’t hurt me Marie. It’s alright. I know this is painful…” Slowly, Celeste pressed her hand against Marie’s chest, letting her hand sink into the soft skin as her butler shuddered, “and I want to be able to comfort you too. Please? I…I’m not made of glass–!”
Suddenly, the weight on her back grew, and Celeste was all but buried. The pressure from Marie’s hand against her lady made Celeste breathless, with every part of her body firmly squeezed flush against Marie’s chest. She couldn’t move a muscle, constrained under the trembling mass of Marie’s hand. The butler released a heavy sob, and Celeste thought it was like a hurricane. Celeste’s chest burned, and the little vampire felt her heart pound, captivated with the sensation all around her that was undeniably Marie.
Her lovely, darling Marie. She had the sweetest smile to wake up to, and sometimes Celeste was certain she was still dreaming when she saw those soft orange eyes. Yet the little vampire knew this was real–because in her dreams she was big enough to be wrapped perfectly in the butler’s arms–and was this what it would be like if she were Marie’s size? Would Celeste be held like this and surrounded by everything Marie was? The noble couldn’t feel anything but the butler’s warmth around her, didn’t knowanything else but the butler’s deafening heartbeat. It rolled over her, consumed every bone in her body with a merciless thunder…and although this should have frightened Celeste, she wanted nothing more than to delve deeper.
“Lady Celeste…?” The fretful, aching drone of Marie’s voice drummed over her little ears, ringing through the very depths of her soul. So little affected her by so much now, and Celeste felt as though she was melting into the giant, dissolving into the very flow of Marie’s veins–and yet, all Celeste did was nod against Marie’s chest, wiggling with the little space she had to pat the butler’s skin.
“I’m alright Marie, don’t worry. It doesn’t hurt…” Rather, it’s making my stomach do somersaults, and I’m burning all over. “Um…rather I feel quite safe.” Her muffled, hesitant reassurance seemed enough to bring out another small sob, and Marie let out a trembling breath, tightening her hold even more around her little vampire.
“Celeste…thank you.” It was a simple whisper, yet the gravity of her words was enough to make the little vampire’s eyes water, burying her face into Marie’s chest to soften the volume of her cries. It didn’t matter how many times Marie would need it–Celeste would show the butler she wasn’t dangerous, destructive, or whatever else had been drilled into Marie’s head before she came to the manor. Just as Marie comforted Celeste she would do the same for her, because she was more than just a butler to the little noble, more than just a friend…
No, Marie is… Celeste shut her eyes, tears falling down her face. Was it wrong to think this? Celeste was her employer, she was her lady, and yet…
Yet, she’s the woman I love, and more than anything else in the world…I just want to always stay with her like this.
I know I haven’t picked BBAG in a very long while, but I have ideas and headcannons popping up lately.
The kids would refuse to sleep until their literally big brother came home, fight a bit on the spot for sleeping next to him, before leaving the place to Bjorn because the youngest can only sleep with the steady heartbeat of the mini Giant to calm him down.
Despite his “bed” already cramped up for his 20 ft, Virgil has to twist up so he’s lying on his back enough to place Bjorn on his chest, also trying not to accidentally crush his other siblings.
Hi guys! I know I’m not posting with much frequency as before, I’ve been really busy with school and other personal stuff lately, but I’m being able to write my g/t ideas in the short breaks I have! :D And I’m very excited to bring this story I made for you all! I really love scenarios with giant parents so I hope you all like it too and read it if you want, I’ll be really thankful if you all give it a try!✨
Hi guys! So I was kinda nervous about doing it, but I’ve been appreciating @afraidparade work for so long, I always wanted to draw his character so I did some sketches of Faust and Luka with Meire and Theo
I just had the ideas out of nowhere so it’s not the best thing you will see but I really like it and had fun drawing it :D
A little note here that I cannot just let pass : I actually got inspired to make this comic when I was reading some g/t stories both on Tumblr and wattpad, I read like 10 to 15 short stories, and literally all of them had only pale white skin smols, actually for all those years I’ve been consuming g/t content I rarely saw a black smol woman, of course I’m not saying the storie is bad or that people can’t make characters like this, the stories are amazing, but this is a thing that I’ve been noticing in the g/t community and wanted to show a little bit of my point of view through my characters.
Hi guys! So I know that I don’t post a lot about them, but I was feeling inspired and kinda sad, so I did a Theo and Meire comic, about Meire insecurities. She was really bullied for her features while growing up, her self esteem is really low, she rarely shows “negative” emotions in front of Theo, but this time she just couldn’t handle it anymore
I just found out I actually just needed to delete one image I thought I didn’t had selected the image 8 but I did and finally discovered how to delete the wrong image, I feel really dumb :)
Hi guys! Sorry for taking so long to make the continuation of Maru and Thomas comic, it’s just that I was feeling bad and insecure about my art, I feel like I can’t do anything pretty and good like other g/t artists, I know that everyone has your own unique art style and I’m still learning but, I just feel that my art it’s bad and not good enough.
But I still did the continuation, it’s not the best thing you’ll see, but it’s part of a important part of the story.
Hi guys! So recently @aceprikis made a post showing her first ocs, and I felt inspired to show mine too! The camera quality is not the best, the drawings were kinda rushed because I did them in a motivational peak but I hope you all find it good
My camera wasn’t focusing when I was trying to take a picture, I cleaned my phone I looked the configurations but nothing worked so that’s what we have for today . _ .)
But well about the characters, I created them when was 10 or 11, was when I started liking g/t stuff, I got really obsessed with giant men specifically so I created Mike moon, my first and most loveable giant
It did took much time for me to create a story for my character and creating another ones along the story, so my amazing 11 year old mind created ✨Stranger police✨ yes, really creative, in a short summary, the story is about a police corporation specialized in protecting their city from giant creatures that wants to destroy it, so the story is practically about a group of 9 soldiers that work in the police corporation saving the city from being destroyed.
I created a lot of plots and details about stranger police, but I want to talk about it when I draw the other characters with more calm and patient.
But before I end this post, I wanted to talk a little more about mike and Jane
Mike is giant as I said before, and Jane is a human woman, they know each other since childhood, because Jane’s father worked training Mike for the police corporation, so they saw each other a lot, and now they fight side by side having a really deep romantic dynamic, there’s A LOT of thing I’ve been creating for them since I was 11 so there are definitely going to be another posts about them ✨
Hi guys! Sorry for not posting in a while, I was taking a break and enjoying summer with my friends, plus even being really happy lately, I’m having a hard time to create original g/t content, I always want to make something interesting and new for you all, but it’s being really tiring to me, I was going to draw the next part of Maru and Thomas comic, but I decided to write it better and slower to it come out in a way that I want and not just to post content here. But yeah I not being able to get really creative and productive these days BUT! I made a little comic with Taylor and Catarina :D
In this comic they have grown up a little, Taylor just completed 17 and Catarina is 15, yes they still live together, they have a very stable and happy relationship and are practically inseparable.
Fun fact: In the past years Taylor always decorate their cave with flowers because Catarina think it’s pretty and the smell calms her.
I’m very exited to finally reveal her voice, I created Meire inspired on Aurora, she’s a amazing singer, I listen to her songs for a long time, and I always felt like a magical cute little fairy while listening to her sooo yeah, she fits Meire a lot ✨
The next one I planning to make it’s Thomas and Maru, but I having a hard time to find voices that fits them, so if you all have any ideia of voices for them I’ll happily accept suggestions
Hi guys! So as I said in the last comic post, I was going to make a comic with Maru and Thomas because I haven’t shown them in a while, so I did a comic with them! Well, it’s not exactly with them because Maru doesn’t appear this time but I will do a second part where he will appear
I don’t know how to draw babies but I did my best in this comic U, - ,U)
I’m still thinking about the name, and I will reveal the gender in the next part, but the baby it’s a satyr that was abandoned by it’s mother because taking care of a child alone was making it harder for her to survive in the wild, so she left the baby close to civilization thinking somebody would take care of the child better than her. So as you can see, someone is going to take care of the baby so it worked :D
And don’t worry, Thomas is a giant who likes violence and destruction but he makes a great father ✨
*Henry walks carefully through the city streets. Cautious with his foot to not destroy anything. Ever since his identity was revealed to the world after his helmet broke from a hard fall. He was left no choice to go out for missions with his face revealed. Henry hated it, It makes him horribly nervous. He’s learning how to cope with it, though, Gretchen volunteer to speak to him whenever he’s feeling anxious. Henry trusts and rely on Gretchen a lot. Hearing Her voice calms his anxiety.*
Henry:(talking to his ear piece, talking to Gretchen) not a single fan girl come up to me to say… weird things, yet.
Gretchen:*chuckles*You’re forgetting that I’m your number one fan girl.
Henry: Oh yeah, you are. You’re the best one… and sane.
Gretchen: I wouldn’t say Sane…
Henry: Well, you are. I mean, you have your own crazy but not crazy where people come to me and harass me how hot I looked or how I keep destroying things.
Gretchen: I get it! You’re doing a great job dealing with those people, honey, people are crazy. But, for as your body, it’s very nice~ Especially from the behind,
Henry:*blushes, and smiles* Gretch! Gosh… *embarrassed*
Gretchen: But I mean it. You’re doing really well. I understand how hard this is for you, but don’t forget the people who have your back. Especially me…
Henry: I know. I can always count on you, Gretch.
Gretchen:*whispers, forgot Henry can hear her* I just love it when he call me Gretch.
Warnings: Remus gets hurt a little, possibility of getting sick, mentions of deaths, hinted Roceit, hinted prinxirty, Thomas is super gay
Word Count: 1626
Thomas placed his hands on his knees as he stopped for a breath. It had been Roman’s idea to go for a hike with Joan and Talyn. It is a great idea don’t worry, but Thomas could’ve planed ahead better. Joan said something that got Virgil’s opinion to pop up. Deceit said something that Logan was able to answer.
“No need to be concerned you two, it is natural for Thomas to be already tired. Well he does eat healthier, he doesn’t get the recommended amount of exercise. This will be a good way for Thomas to get that necessary exercise.”
“Don’t worry guys. I’m okay just winded although I am sure I will be sore tomorrow.” Thomas’s reassurance helped both of his self-preservation sides. Deceit had yet to tell Thomas his name mostly because Deceit just didn’t trust easily which everyone was slowly working on. It was still a mystery for Thomas on Virgil’s past with Deceit but unlike in the videos, the two were at least okay with one another for casual conversation.
That was another thing, the videos had more exaggerated versions of the sides. Logan wasn’t as in denial of his own emotions as he was in the videos. Patton didn’t try and push any of the Dark Sides away from Thomas or think that Thomas was perfect. Roman was somewhat close to his video counterpart but was much nicer when it came to other’s feelings.
Virgil was a little more relaxed with the dangers that could get to Thomas but that was mostly because of two separate things. One: Thomas and the other sides would listen to him about his concerns. And two: Thomas had an anxiety medication that also helped Virgil’s with own anxieties. It was great to see the purple and plaid covered side to relax more.
Than there was Remus…he was something. He loved chaos as much as his video self but was more in control of the chaos. He also was more aware of when to say more adult related topics but sometimes he’d slip sense he was also impulsive. Very impulsive. So impulsive that he got into some trouble that landed him to be stuck in Thomas’s mind. Remus was okay but it made talking with him quite difficult.
“How is Remus doing? You said he got into some trouble?” Joan asked, they and Remus got along because of their similar sense of humor. Roman answered them honestly that yes, Remus was doing fine just super bummed out that he couldn’t join them in the physical world. He was in a mountain range so the intrusive Creatwin wasn’t bored.
Everyone continued on the hike with Logan and Joan talking about different foliage and any animals that have been spotted. It continued on like this until the group stopped under a cliff to rest. Virgil didn’t like the look of the sky which was darking as the day went by.
“We should be heading back. Looks like a storm is coming in.” Virgil spoke up which got affirmative nods from the rest. After the break, the group made their way down the mountain but weren’t fast enough as the storm came crashing down. As the group makes their way through the storm, none of them noticed the unstable rocks that were starting to be swept up by the rain. None but one person who wasn’t even in the physical plane.
“Look out!” Remus yelled as he threw his gigantic body over the group. Talyn screamed than fainted from shock. Joan was staring up at Remus in shock. “Shit!” Remus got the rocks to bullseye him in the back. For the intrusive thoughts representative, it didn’t hurt but it forced him on his elbows.
“Remus are you okay?” Thomas yelled up to his giant side. Roman was already making his way up his brother’s back to check on the spot that the rocks hit.
“I’m fine. Just not expecting to be moved by those. But…um…Joan and Talyn need help.” True to Remus’s observation, Talyn was still out for the count with Virgil and Logan looking over them and Joan was still staring at Remus even with Patton trying to get him to talk.
“Hey, Joan, you okay there?” Thomas tried which finally got the other to speak up.
“He’s huge!”
“Yeah…he is. He got into some trouble that caused him to become giant like this. The others are trying to help find a way to get back to normal but until than, Remus is stuck like this.” Thomas explained as best he could. Honestly, sometimes it was strange to even say such a thing but with how his own imagination was, Thomas wouldn’t be surprised if something like this could happen. Joan finally calmed down as Roman came back from on top of his brother.
“Remus! You got some burising where those rocks hit you!” Roman shouted over the rain. Remus nodded though Thomas wouldn’t be surprised if Remus didn’t feel any pain from said burisings. Talyn was slow to wake up but they slowly awoke. They were told what was going on with the other Creatwin. Remus made slow movements to pick up everyone, even slower with Thomas and his friends.
Remus was big enough to hold everyone in his arms and shield them from the rain. The intrusive Creatwin was also super warm. Like, warm enough for Deceit and Virgil to start nodding off. Thomas wanted to fall asleep too but he couldn’t just yet.
“Roman, why haven’t you guys gone back to the mind place?”
“Remus is very self conscious about his strength right now. With the rest of us out here with you three, he feels more at ease.” Roman whispered to Thomas, Talyn and Joan were talking with Remus as Thomas and the fanciful side talked. Roman gave Thomas a very brief and PG explanation over why.
The sides, if their physical form was killed in any way, could respawn within their rooms. Humans, once they die, they stay dead. And add to the fact that Thomas was his sides’ host, if he died, everyone of the sides would die too.
That….made sense. And with how self conscious Remus was about his own strength, it make sense that he was so slow and gentle. Patton, Deceit, and Virgil were past out from the warmth that the larger body radiated. Logan was trying not to fall asleep but it was obvious that he was ready to crash. Remus was happily to talk to the other two humans but even they fell victim to the warmth that was Remus’s body heat.
Eventually, everyone was asleep as Remus held them in his arms. Thomas didn’t know how long everyone napped there but when they woke up, the stormed had passed and Remus moved to laying on his back. Thomas’s face lit up red he realized that he had been sleeping on the other’s chest. God, how gay was he when the idea of sleeping on the chest of another guy’s chest, let alone one of his sides, was making him blush like crazy. A gentle poke on the head got Thomas to look up to see Remus looking down at him.
“You’re thinking too loud, you’re going to wake the others up.” Remus muttered before he laid his head back down. Thomas looked over at the other sides who were snuggling up with one another. Thomas snickered at Roman as the prince was sprawled acrossed Deceit and Virgil. Thomas got up and started walking over to Remus’s shoulders.
“Hey, Remus. Are we going to head home soon?”
“Yeah, just don’t want to move. It’s like having sleeping cats on you, it’s illegal to move.” Remus muttered his reply. Logan and Joan groaned as they woke up but they woke up. Logan was unhappy that everyone took a nap in the rain but thanked Remus for making sure no one got sick. Remus’s response was to pat Logan on the head much to the annoyance of the Logical side. Joan huffed a laugh as Talyn and Patton woke up.
It didn’t take long for Patton to check up on everyone as to make sure no one was feeling ill. Roman didn’t want to get up as he clung to Virgil, who also was happily sleeping. Deceit muttered something about how gay could those two get only to have Logan say,
“Ah yes, and it isn’t like no one as seen you stare at Roman before.” The following result was Deceit hissing in embarrassment and everyone else laughing. Once Roman and Virgil were somewhat awake, Remus collected everyone into his arms again and started to walk down the mountain. Thomas was happy not to have to walk the rest of the way down and Remus seemed very happy to help out some. Remus did stop a little bit from the base of the mountain before sinking out. The others sank out as the three humans made their way to their car.
Everyone was tired so when they got to Thomas’s house, everyone just crashed on the couch. Thomas mental left to the imagination and went to look for Remus. Thomas found said side laying down by a lake in nothing but a swimsuit. It looked like the giant side was sunbathing.
“Hey, Remus. Thanks for the help.” Thomas thanked the intrusive Creatwin. Remus hummed before turning on to his stomach as to face Thomas.
“Well, can’t have you dying on us yet Thomas~” Remus had a soft smile under his mustache. Thomas nodded before walking over to Remus’s arms and laying down on them. Remus leaned a little closer to Thomas and it was just a peaceful time for the host and side.
Warnings: Mentions of character deaths, cannibalism, and a lot of angst
Word Count: 1440
It was just one of those days for Remus. His mind was not shutting up as idea after idea came by. Maybe one of them could stick if he went to see everyone else.
Ever sense he got turned into a giant, Remus had to live a little ways away but the others made sure that he was either included in activities or just visited as so he could have fun. He loved playing with Patton and Deceit the most. Patton loved being tossed into the air only to land in his massive hand. Deceit was more for being chased around like a mouse. Like a game of cat and mouse but more like a game of octopus and snake. It was fun. Roman liked to create stories with him like before but more with giants and tiny people now. Virgil would hide away with the giant side to watch some Nightmare Before Christmas and cheesy horror movies. Logan liked asking him questions about how his new size and body were adjusting.
Of course he himself was very happy to get the attention. And -
Chew up Roman and feed his guts to Deceit.
The intrusive thought but(t)ed in like most of his own. But this, this wasn’t good intrusive no no no no no no no no no, this was a bad kind. Thomas’s intrusive thoughts were nothing compared to the detail of Remus’s. Remus made sure to dial Thomas’s as not to scar him. But Remus couldn’t do that, no no no, Remus was stuck with -
Shove a thumb up Logan’s ass and than stamp on him.
What would be like to tear Virgil’s arms off as he gets steamrolled over?
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!
He couldn’t see them now! He wouldn’t see them! His own impulse was worse as he is now and his own strength could any of these thoughts happen!
Before Remus knew it, he was in a small corner of his room with his hands under his arms, head down, knees to his chest. He just….needed to let this pass, like the other times. Stay still, don’t move. Don’t react, don’t think.
A mantra that Remus came up with to help him through these moments. It was wishful thinking that the others could help but again that was wishful. If anything it would make them fearful of him if his impulsiveness kicked in around them. Remus just let the thoughts keep coming, one after another. Just let it pass.
Like the other sides, he had his own anxieties too. His were of himself, especially now. Hands that could flattened humans like pancakes, strength to make another pop like a zit, teeth that could skewer a person. A poke could kill someone if he wasn’t careful. Normally, he wasn’t because it wouldn’t be any of his family on the receiving end.
He was rough, yes, but he did his best to not even use 1/100th of his strength. He was scary, yes, but he never means to scare anyone unless they gave him their consent first. He was huge compared to the other sides. They were like itty bitty figures to him. He was roughly 150 feet tall as measured by Logan. If he squished them, they be nothing but red on the floor and he didn’t like it.
His mind was racing with these thoughts. Thoughts of torturing the other sides with his strength, his hands, his feet, and teeth. Mashing them up and eating them or feeding the dead sides to each other before he takes them all. The worst ones were of Thomas - not him! They always physical hurt Remus when those thoughts came up.
But he kept up his mantra and didn’t give into his impulse. So long as none of them came to him, they would be fine. Time pasted with what seemed to be a crawl. The thoughts hadn’t let up nor had they gotten worse. Luckily, thoughts about Thomas hadn’t appear yet.
“Remus! Hey, bro what - oh dear.” FUCK! Roman walked into the larger twin’s room. Remus forgot to lock his room! Roman stayed away from Remus, his twin had seen him like this but never this huge! Gods he was going scare Roman away again! Unfocused eyes were halfway trained on Roman and halfway trained on nothing. The thoughts shifted to being Roman centric and it wasn’t pleasant for Remus.
“Shit, Remus, you having an episode? Of course he is Roman, don’t be an idiot.” Roman berated himself before coming close to Remus. Remus reacted by squeezing himself inward. He didn’t want anyone close to him. Roman could help but his impulse was screaming for him to bite of a leg of Roman’s! Roman didn’t get closer than 30 feet but that was still too close for Remus. Roman began to speak about different ideas that he had for Thomas’s videos and how Remus could still be in them. It be hard but Roman was more than willing to help his brother out. Roman simply just talked, and talked, and talked, and -
“Kiddos! I am coming in!”
“Oh no!” Roman gasped, Patton would want to comfort Remus with hugs. That could send him into a panic that no one wanted, “Wait Patton!”
“Yes?” Patton had opened the door just a bit and the amazing sent of Patton’s home cooked meal wafted into the darker twin’s room. It smelled like ribs, Remus’s favorite, for how messy it was -
Crunch on Patton’s ribs.
Remus went rigged again, listening but not hearing Roman talking to Patton. Patton’s cry followed by Roman holding him back only made Remus realize that Roman told Patton!
‘Patton please leave! I don’t want you hurt by me!’ Remus internally screamed as Patton struggled against the fanciful side. The struggles only stopped when another voice spoke up,
“Whatisn’t going on in here?” Deceit, with Logan and Virgil coming through. Deceit’s eyes widened upon seeing Remus’s stated. The half snake cused softly and explained to the other two.
No Thomas, good. No need to traumatize his host with this.
Patton took this opportunity to get out of Roman’s grips and sprint to Remus. Only to be tackled down by Deceit, Deceit held tightly as Patton yelled about ‘needing to tend to his dirty son’.
If anyone was the dirtiest, it was Roman. His room was an organized mess. Remus and Logan were tied for most cleaned and organized rooms.
Remus burly watched as the others talked and began to work their own magic. Logan would give some kind of fact, some random and off the top of his head. Roman would make up a story with the fact some where in there. Patton would add something as Virgil would point out inconsistencies or give a different point of view. Deceit watched Remus, Deceit waited. Deceit was very good at waiting. He would update the others if anything changed with Remus. Virgil made sure that Remus didn’t hyperventilate and Logan and Roman continued to fill the air about nothing and everything.
Remus began to feel confident.
“Remus, you aren’t fine now?” Deceit asked, not moving. He had let go of Patton, only for Patton to be grabbed by Roman.
“Tired…..”
“You know we are scared of you right? We willleave.”
“I know….sorry you guys had to see me like this.”
“We are a family Remus. Family must look out for each other no matter what.” Logan stated, looking up at the giant side. Virgil nodded.
“Remus, you’re my brother, I love you and I won’t stop loving you. No matter what happens!” Roman grinned before letting go of Patton. The fatherly side ran straight to Remus’s feet and hugged his ankles. It felt like a dam had been busted and tears started running down his checks. Remus unfolded himself to pick Patton up. He held the smaller male on his nose as Remus keep crying. Soon he felt more tinies climb his pants up. His family, as tiny as they may be compared to him, they were his.
“Youwill hurt us Remus, I don’t know that.” Deceit spoke as he and the others got up on his knees, “You shouldn’t give yourself more credit. You don’t have the strength to resist those impulses.”
Remus felt another wave of tears stream down his face. He picked the others up, with a little hesitation, and held them to his chest. He moved Patton to his chest as well as he cried. He was lucky to have them as a family.
Thinking some very soft g/t thoughts tonight. Mostly about touch, and how gentle it is between a giant and a tiny.
A tiny sitting in a giant’s hands, tracing all the lines they see with a feather-light touch. Wrapping their arms around the giant’s finger in a hug, or touching their face with a miniscule hand.
And a giant, brushing a finger against their friend’s back with utmost care. Gently ruffling the tiny’s hair and holding them carefully against their chest.
Just… soft touches and contact. The tiny trusting their friend to hold them, and the giant being so careful not to break that trust.
Hi guys! So recently @aceprikis made a post showing her first ocs, and I felt inspired to show mine too! The camera quality is not the best, the drawings were kinda rushed because I did them in a motivational peak but I hope you all find it good
My camera wasn’t focusing when I was trying to take a picture, I cleaned my phone I looked the configurations but nothing worked so that’s what we have for today . _ .)
But well about the characters, I created them when was 10 or 11, was when I started liking g/t stuff, I got really obsessed with giant men specifically so I created Mike moon, my first and most loveable giant
It did took much time for me to create a story for my character and creating another ones along the story, so my amazing 11 year old mind created ✨Stranger police✨ yes, really creative, in a short summary, the story is about a police corporation specialized in protecting their city from giant creatures that wants to destroy it, so the story is practically about a group of 9 soldiers that work in the police corporation saving the city from being destroyed.
I created a lot of plots and details about stranger police, but I want to talk about it when I draw the other characters with more calm and patient.
But before I end this post, I wanted to talk a little more about mike and Jane
Mike is giant as I said before, and Jane is a human woman, they know each other since childhood, because Jane’s father worked training Mike for the police corporation, so they saw each other a lot, and now they fight side by side having a really deep romantic dynamic, there’s A LOT of thing I’ve been creating for them since I was 11 so there are definitely going to be another posts about them ✨
