Alex/Charm | 22 | Sizeshifter | 🇵🇭 🇺🇸 | They/them | Ace/demiro lesbian/// Expect a lot of fandom G/t from me, especially Ace Attorney and Mob Psycho 100///This blog is SFW and will be vore free.///I follow from @someone-online!
Wouldn’t it be funny if a borrower just got caught and like…the human was so shocked at the sight of a tiny person that they fainted. And then the borrower just leaves.
I've been infected with a terminally stupid g/t brainrot.
Picture this- a borrower has their worst nightmare come true: they're spotted by a human.
Undeniably so- like right out in the open.
Though unexpectedly, the persons reaction is only mildly surprised. Like how one might go "Oh!" After finding a long lost item, or when a neighbor drops off a little gift. A strikingly mundane amount of surprise.
"Oh- you're here for the shoes, right?"
In utter disbelief the borrower just goes along with it. The human has clearly heard legends of various smallfolk. Bonus points if the human is heavily mixed/influenced by a ton of cultures (Irish fae, Iroquois little people etc..) but all their grandparents told them different legends/folklore so they have this weird Frankenstein belief system that's just WAY off base.
And somehow the borrower has let themselves get coerced into fixing shoes in exchange for fresh cream and loose change.
DOUBLE BONUS POINTS- at some point, the human accidentally lets their name slip and is convinced the borrower now owns them or something. The borrower is FULLY willing to take advantage of this.
trope i'd like to see more? mmmmm being stuck with a giant while they're still in feral mode. the most pressing danger is over, but the larger doesn't recognize that. in fact, they're solely focused on you. being cradled to a chest with a clawed hand. held precariously between two fingers and inspected for injuries, pinned under the gaze of two massive, clouded eyes. trying to sneak away only to be met with a sharp, booming growl. all that stuff.
maybe some progress is made, and you're able to walk away long enough to retrieve some supplies, pretending like you don't hear a whine echoing behind you. coming back, and whatever new materials you have being sniffed curiously, cautiously. eventually, you settle down. neither of you are sleeping tonight. not the giant, clutching you to their chest or neck, ready to pounce at anything that so much as twitches towards you. certainly not you, flight-or-fight still roaring, both from the altercation and the presence of this behemoth. you can only pray the lucid, reasonable person you knew soon returns. but...
in the meantime, it is kind of nice to be cradled to a massive, warm chest. to know, like your own name, that anything that tries to harm you wouldn't be around to do so much longer.