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giant husband and tiny husband = tom and jerry?

YOU ALREADY KNOW IT

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I am thinking about a Tiny Wife, and a Tiny Husband. they live in the walls of a human couple’s home. got married young and rushed, drifted apart in their thirties, but it’s fine. the humans are in a similar boat. they all make it work. so the Tiny Husband does the majority of the borrowing, and the Giant Husband does the majority of the cooking, and it’s only natural that their paths cross. and they hate each other.

the Giant Husband sees this little guy as an absolute pest. destroying his herb gardens and stealing his food. so he lays traps, chases him, puts all his energy into catching this tiny. he doesn’t tell his Giant Wife. and yet, he obsesses. the Tiny Husband sees the Giant as an obstacle, and takes on the traps as challenges. he steals more than he needs, makes a show of his theft now that the human is aware. his Tiny Wife worries, but he persists.

because there’s a specific little feeling he gets around the Giant Husband that he hasn’t gotten from anyone in a long time. a sharp thrill in his chest, a flutter in his stomach. and it’s wrong, and he also might die, but he goes out anyways just to see him. and he has a very, very strong feeling that Giant Husband feels the same.

(he does.)

Tiny Wife is not stupid, though. initially relived by the extra alone time, she eventually realizes Tiny Husband’s gone more than he should be and he’s bringing home more than normal. she trails after him one night, and watches how her husband has this dangerous dance with the Giant Husband. the threats, the sharp comments, the danger, but more than that, how they look at each other. the light in his eyes when he comes home.

and Tiny Wife is a little bothered by how she isn’t bothered. if anything, she’s happy for Tiny Husband. she’s never seen that spark, and she’s never held it for him. she’s happy he’s getting that, even if it’s in an atypical way. despite this, she still feels an obligation to Giant Wife, and so one night while Tiny Husband and Giant Husband are trying to kill each other, she creeps her way into the massive bedroom.

Giant Wife is having tea, her soft face lit by candles. Tiny Wife makes her presence known from her perch on the nightstand, and Giant Wife does not seem as startled as she should be. introductions are made, and Tiny Wife breaks the news that their husbands are…. well they’re not fucking, she doesn’t think, instead something much weirder, but emotionally entangled regardless.

and the Giant Wife already knows. she’s at peace with it, god, she’s happy for the quiet with her husband so busy. it was an arraigned marriage, and she’s not bothered, don’t worry little one, perhaps since you’re free would you like to stay for some tea? Tiny Wife does. she has tea in the candlelight with this giantess, and when she walks home, she has a certain smile on her face that’s never been there before.

I like to think it works out. the Husbands come clean and the Wives laugh at them. everything changes, in the sense that Tiny and Giant Wives now have tea every evening and spend the nights together, and nothing changes, in the sense that the Husbands are still trying to kill each other.

(but now they also kiss sometimes, too.)

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you wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me (G/t tumblr 2016-2018)

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new NSFW M/m unaware story is up on my patreon :3! it’s the first part of a multi-chapter smut story. the free version will be up on GW next week !

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Schrödinger's Tiny: where I usually give my tiny OCs invincibility because I don’t want to see them crushed/killed/whatever and I feel it lends to more size shenanigans, but also I will occasionally break one of their bones or plague them with a terrible illness so I can get that g/t hurt comfort. they are both invincible and also highly prone to bodily trauma. invulnerable but not, at the same time. Schrödinger's Tiny.

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borrower hurricane parties must go hard as hell. like, after the humans evacuated, when they’re just left in the home alone with all the humans’ stuff, you can’t tell me they don’t invite all of their friends and go absolutely nuts in that house during the storm

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these are my OCs, and their story doesn’t have size difference, but I have an AU where this one is a tiny, and an AU where that one is a tiny, and another AU where this one is a tiny again but different, and another AU where

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was going to make a poetic post about older tinies and giants but then i got caught up in thinking about giants with salt and pepper beards and now i can’t think of anything else

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literally nothing encapsulates being a tiny more than the mbmbam Amelie bit

for those uninitiated:

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there’s a birdhouse in my backyard on this lil deck we have, and i noticed recently there are babies inside! i’ve been hanging out there a lot, and sometimes i get to see Bird Mom and Bird Dad bringing back food. and honestly it’s so funny because they’ll fly back all sleek and tiny and the second they see me they PUFF UP and start chirping with all the rage in the world because i dare exist vaguely near the babies. these birds are smaller than my hand and absolutely ready to square up at any given moment. angry tiny energy for real. never underestimate the tiny urge to FIGHT the hugest thing near you

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“what is g/t???” okay. so are you ready to never be normal about small objects again

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i love Rooms That Are Giants, Technically. like Portal 1 and 2 does it best, the entire facility you’re in feels alive and like an entity of its own, even in the places not actively controlled by someone. you’re literally inside of it and surrounded by it. not technically a giant, but also massive and all consuming and powerful to a degree where it can feel like the giant in a g/t scenario. a lot of sci-fi media has this vibe, same with haunted house media. in my opinion sometimes a giant can just be a fucked up building. in this essay i will

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that moment in Fivel Goes West where the little mouse sister is singing to herself and the giant cat villain finds her and she dances with his hand without realizing? and how she’s later taken under the wing of that giant pretty showgirl cat? oh my god. that movie changed my brain as a kid. genuinely. like

this was so formative for me

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traumatizing your tiny OCs as a form of cuteness aggression

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Who was it???

ill share but you cannot judge me for watching 10 hour long G/ame G/rumps comps in 2024

this vid here at like, 9:23:17. (they were talking about Lady Dimitrescu for context, and headsup that they discuss size in a fetish context + mention vore)

“someones like an actual giant, and you’re like a tiny person, and they like pick you up with their hand, that’s a thing.” is so funny to me its going to live in my brain forever

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listening mindlessly to my fave youtubers when they suddenly bring up g/t specifically and how odd it is. im

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imagine a giant carefully unbuttoning their sleeves and rolling them up, exposing their forearms