#Giant story

[muscle-gods-only]

Um, that’s the end of the tour here at the vitamin factory. I see that 2 of you have taken some of out restricted line of vitamins. Not jut the 10 ft tall man up front, or the gigantic man above him drinking from the blue 800,000 gallon tank of Huginex! Oh my God, he’s going to get unimaginably huge!

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[engelfeather]

This is chapter 9!! I couldn't add a title here (sos)

"You're hungry?" Angel tilted his head, confused. How could he already be hungry so soon. Sure, he was small, but he had eaten a day or two ago. He didn't need to eat so soon, that would be bad. But the growling noises coming from Xavier's stomach didn't just concern him, but also creeped him out. Seeing Xaviers cheeks go red and him covering his stomach with his arms, indicated to him that he didn't seem to enjoy this noise either.

After another deep breath, Xavier nodded, his stomach was causing him serious discomfort now. "Yes, I'm hungry. Starving even! Can't you.. I don't know.. give me a breadcrumb or something?? Ehh..heh- if you want of course" He gave an awkward smile, hoping he didn't anger the giant, seeing how deeply he seemed to be staring into his soul.

"But you just ate.." Xavier flinched at Angels sudden words, but, mostly irritated, answered "No.. I am seriously hungr-" he got cut off."

You just ate."

Angel repeated, furrowing his brows.

"I ate like two days ago!"

Xavier responded annoyed now, with a hint of fear in his voice. He didn't want Angel to break more of his bones or.. do something worse- "So? You still have like.. a week until you're allowed to eat." Allowed!? A week! He couldn't wait a week for a bit of food! So in the most polite way he could muster up, even adding a friendly smile into the mix, he asked "Are.. you not allowing me to eat for a week..to uhm... Torture me or something?" This seemed to surprise Angel "Huh? Did I say that? No. Your body wouldn't allow that! I'm helping you out here with your.. strong urges to eat I guess- I think you should get that checked out by a doctor" he whispered the last part, leaning in close doing so.

Xavier tries to push Angels face away, his hands merely sinking into his soft fur. God damn it. Why does his body also have to be squishier than a damn sponge

"What-.. what the hell is that even supposed to mean! I.. I'm literally trapped here-! Why would my body even need a week to be able to eat again? ....how many times do you think we have to eat in a week-" Angel was slightly surprised at Xavier's more loud exclamation, considering recent events, yet he rolled his eyes and responded in a sarcastic tone "Well surely it's every day almost every hour, with the way you're acting. Oh please.. you'll be fine for another week or so." Xavier looked at him dumbfounded.

Was this guy serious?

"sigh, yes. Yes I do. Normally three meals a day with some snacks on the side.. if I can afford that." He mumbled, he would just be honest, hoping he wouldn't use this info for some personal twisted use. He shivered at the thought of him capturing humans, just to let them starve. As much as he wanted to believe that no one would do that, he trusted this giant to perform such a cruel act. Looking back up, he expected a sadistic smirk, but was instead met with curious eyes, like some child that just found a shiny rock. Great. Now he was downgraded down to a shiny rock.

Angel gently wrapped his hand around Xavier, who was still floating mid air and placed him on his pillow. Patting the humans head, definitely not to play with his hair, he laid down on his stomach. With his hands on his cheeks and his legs propped up, kicking them in the air, he asked "You actually have to eat that much? That sounds.. overwhelming. Sad.. oh you sad, sad creature with your weird anatomy." Xavier shot him an annoyed glare, which he found quite amusing.

A small growl from Xavier made him hug himself again. He whined to himself, quietly, he just wanted a piece of food. Could this giant not ask questions later? With gritted teeth, he spoke "Yeah yeah, I'm pathetic, I think I got that so far. Can you please just get me something to eat." Angel, noticing the impatient tone in Xavier's voice, sighed deeply. If this meant the little dude wouldn't die, then he'd oblige. "Very well, it shouldn't be too hard to get you something to eat. I'll be right back!" With that, Angel quickly got up and ran out of the room, as if to quickly get away from a bomb that was about to explode. A few, agonizing, minutes later, Angel returned to Xavier, who was now curled into a Ball, clutching his stomach tightly. In a soft tone, he said "Dont worry, I got you something to eat.."

Opening his hand, he dropped a pile of large leaves in front of Xavier. At first he thought, maybe these were leaves used for a salad, though upon further inspection, Xavier realised that this was grass. Plain, simple grass. Was this some stupid joke?

Looking up at Angel however, only revealed that not only was he serious, he seemed to desperately want to watch Xavier eat this grass. As if he was some hamster trying to eat, with their owner watching over them, constantly awing at how adorable it was. At least now he wasn't a shiny rock anymore..

"...A- Angel, uhm.. what the hell is this? Do you think we eat grass or something?" With big, awaiting eyes, Angel nodded, pushing the grass blades closer to Xavier. "I tried plucking the best ones for you.. they all look the same to me though, so I'm sorry if this isn't up to your standards." Xavier tried to find a mocking tone in Angels voice, yet only seemed to find genuine care, which he found somewhat unnerving. "Err..it's nice that you're trying to feed me the good type of grass, I guess, but.." he gently pushed the grass away from him, "We humans don't eat.. grass." Angels mouth widened, a small gasp escaping his lips, surprised by this. "You.. don't eat grass? But I thought.. you did. I mean.. some of you had small patches of grass outside of your house... I thought you ate the grass from there."

Xavier shook his head in disbelief, did this guy know nothing about humans? Considering he seemed to only visit his world to torment the people there, that seemed to be true. "Those are gardens.. yes, some plant vegetables or fruits in their gardens, but they don't have them to eat the grass from there." Angel seemed to be genuinely upset by this and took away the grass. He let out a small snarl "I only wanted to help. What do you eat then, human." Xavier responded in a more friendly way, lest he anger the giant.. again. "Well, all sorts of things.. fruits, vegetables, meat and, yes, even things that are cooked, fried or what not." Angel stared at him, as if he had just revealed some dark secret humans had, before bursting out laughing, causing Xavier to flinch and stiffen up.

"You- hah.. you eat meat!? Hahaha! Look at your scrawny form! As if you could hunt animals! That's something I'd love to watch, watching you run around and fail to hunt even the simplest animals! You can barely even catch up to animals like rabbits and you're telling me you eat meat!" Xavier frowned at the mocking comments being made about him, not that they were necessarily wrong, but at least he didn't chase after helpless people that were barely a dusk speck compared to him.

His stomach grumbled again, seemed like he wasn't the only one who was annoyed by Angel. "Can you not give me some of the left over curry? Unless you already ate everything..-" Angel stopped laughing and went back to staring Xavier down. "No, I threw it away after you landed in my food. No offence, but I don't want your dirty germs all over my food."

As if you care about cleanliness.

Xavier thought, side eying Angels dirty room. With a heavy sigh, he looked back up to Angel "Could you.. perhaps cook me something?" Angel looked away, finally averting his gaze "I don't have any food right now.. I mean.. I only buy food when I want to cook something, so currently I have no food available.. ehe-" In a dramatic fashion, Xavier let himself fall on his back. "But.." Angel said slowly, "I could go out and get some food.." Xaviers mood lifted slightly, he could wait a little longer if that meant he would get some dinner soon. "However, you're coming with me. I am not getting food you can't eat in the end. That would just be a waste of product." Well there went his good mood. "Come.. with you? Outside where other giants like you are? ....no thanks. I'd much rather stay here." the giant placed a finger against his chin "You're not wrong.. I don't need them to know you exist, not that they run away screaming or something.." Angel mumbled.

Xavier thought Angel misspoke "Wait what? 'Run away screaming' why? Why would they do that" Angel nervously chuckled and looked away. Tripping over his words, he answered "Ehh.. Ehe, let's just say, they ...well uhm.. f.. fear you guys. Your whole world to be precise. Honestly anything that isn't from their world. We.. err aren't allowed to exit our world either. So it's best if no one finds out about your existence here." Xavier just looked at Angel as if he just told the most obscure and bizarre story ever. "Are you fucking with me right now?" Angel raised an eyebrow and looked him up and down. "No, I think both of our clothes are still on, unless..~ nevermind.." "What..?" Xavier, uncomfortable, scooted away slightly "No, that's not what I meant, weirdo- I meant.. how on earth are your people afraid of us!" Scratching the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact, Angel answered in a whispering tone "Well.. lets just say.. they have a different image when thinking of a human" Xavier's curiousity was peaked. "Different you say? Why, what do they think when thinking of us?"

"Let's not waste any time now! We...heh We don't want ya starving any further haha! Here let me hide your scent for you" He quickly grabbed Xavier and rapidly began licking him from the bottom to the top. Xavier thrashed around, trying to push away the fleshy muscle to no avail. Seemed like the giant was done with the conversation.

With a hefty sigh, Xavier let Angel lick him. If it was to taste him or to actually hide his scent, somehow, he couldn't tell, maybe it was both. After Angel was done, he tried to rub off some of the saliva with his sleeve, whilst kneading his chest fluff, with his other hand, to loosen it slightly. "There.. now you're all ready!" He lowered Xavier into his fur, squishing his fur together to prevent his new passenger from slipping down. Walking towards the door, he opened a small closet, where he grabbed his keys and a jacket he put on. Pushing away some of his stuff that laid around in there, revealed a small hidden drawer in the closet. Quickly he unlocked the drawer with a key and pulled it open. The object inside caused Xavier to flinch.

There, laid a gun with swirled rose-golden and white engravings on it. Whilst Xavier was clutching Angels fur in nervousness, Angel, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind, happily taking it out and viewing it. With a shaky voice, Xavier asked "Why- why are you taking that out. We.. we are just going to run some errands, right??" Angel gave a small nod "Yes, of course. But ya never know what could happen. I'm just making sure we'll stay safe, why, do you not own a gun?" Xavier wondered in what kind of neighborhood Angel lived in, where it was that dangerous, that he had to take a gun with him. Shaking his head, he answered "No. Why would I? I'm not American." Angel looked at him irritated, but didn't answer. He just shrugged and hid the gun in his chest fur, causing shivers to run down Xavier's spine.

Angel hummed as he walked down the streets with his company safely secured In his fur. Even if the human was tiny, the warmth radiating from his body made him shiver ever so slightly. He enjoyed it, he enjoyed every moment being near the human, feeding off of his energy and short temper. It amused him, in a way even made his day. In fact, a part of him enjoyed teasing the tiny more than torturing him physically. Screams were fun, but the ability to control every part of someone, to stop them from speaking further or choosing what they had to eat, simple things like that, made him feel even better. He was in control of Xavier's every action and he knew it. It's not like the human could put up a fight against him. The psychological torment gave him such a thrill. He grinned, his tail swishing around behind him. Looking down, he saw how Xavier looked around frantically, flinching every time a person walked by. How adorable.

Xavier looked around, his heart was in his throat. These creatures seemed to come in all sizes and forms. Some even towered over Angel, whilst in the corners of the streets he could see people his own size, if not slightly taller. They seemed to be waiting for.. something. Squinting his eyes, he tried to see what they could potentially be waiting for. There, a small platform lowered to the ground, with the tiny folks stepping on them, getting lifted into the air. Following their ascent upwards, he noticed long tubes spanning across the houses, with these smaller people running through them. That was definitely one way to get around, whilst also not risking getting stepped on. It didn't seem that any of the giants seemed to mind them though, which surprised him slightly. Though perhaps, if Angel had some kind of powers, so did they. Meaning they weren't as defenceless as he was. Just his luck..

Swallowing hard, he tried to somehow back away from a giant that passed them. Luckily they were too busy talking to someone on the phone, however their loud laughter rumbled through his ears, hurting his sensitive ear drums Glancing up, he saw how Angel seemed to be amused by his suffering. He frowned, averting his gaze quickly. He wouldn't cater to his amusement. With another giant passing them, he groaned, displeased with his current situation. Trying to lower himself into the fur, Angel chuckled slightly, using a finger to press him down. He glared at him, trying to whisper a curse up to him, though was met with a mouthful of fur, which strangely tasted like marshmallows.

Gross.

With a sigh, he spat out the fur and gave the biggest pout he could muster up, making sure Angel knew that this wasn't funny to him. So what if that only made it funnier, the giant already knew he hated this, why hide his emotion.He continued his pout until his mouth ached, making him stop. Though it seemed that not only he stopped, but so did Angel. With a shiver running down his spine, he heard the dreadful words.

"We're here."

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[wasabi-gumdrop]

local ladies man’s signature move totally useless against autistic monster enthusiast. more on Kabru’s fumble era at 6

[pomidaea]

Thank you encyclopedia

[egophiliac]

I've had a beast of a cold for the last few days, but I wanted to get this out before the new year! while I've sort of made my peace with my first take on Lilia's UM poster, I really wanted to do a version with the new context that chapter 6 gave us. because. c'mon.

(don't worry, Lilia can carry ALL HIS KIDS AT ONCE)

[shorthaltsjester]

watching the sdcc panel and i am just very :) about how sweet their answers to “what are some of the micro moments from the game that have stuck with you the most over the years?” are. taliesin saying what the fuck is up with that which was the first like The Party Gets To Know Each Other moments of c3. travis saying asking his wife if he could kiss her in campaign. marisha going way back to the cannonball competition in campaign one. ashley choosing the beauyasha date but also just the silly goat noise matt made. liam adding onto that to compliment matt roleplaying grass so well and then saying his favourite moment was writing a story for laura and reading it to her as caleb for jester. and then matt saying that was his answer, and that his favourite moments of the game are when they find ways to give gifts to each other whether tangible or not. and sam saying his favourite moments have less to do with the story and is more so when he can just. see his friends across the table from him. when marisha perches and when laura and ashley are (badly) drawing dicks and liam saying he loves when sam sneezes and ashley tells him to stop it and just. yeah. they Are an extremely popular online powerhouse, but i’m so happy that they’re also friends building a world together out of gifts to and love for one another.

like i Am so enamoured with the characters and the world of exandria but the moments when you can feel the love that those people have for each other reach out from behind the stained glass of their performances (to steal a metaphor from brennan lee mulligan) are so extremely special and i am endlessly grateful that they decided to share their silly little home game with the world.

[mizgnomer]

Doctor Who - Wild Blue Yonder - Visual Effects

[fictionadventurer]

How did Treasure Planet manage to come up with the greatest aesthetic in all human history? Victorian elegance plus space-age flair, with just enough dirt and grime and wear and tear to make it feel real? A combination of traditional and computer animation that perfectly embodies the movie's blend of old and futuristic? How does it get any better than that?

[bananafire11]

More godzilla minus one doodles (ft. Legendary)

[bonkalore]

I think I drew him bigger than he should be here but it's a slippery slope once I draw it at all lmao He needed to be "trapping gf under arm" big here tho. Very necessary heh

[kix-mm]

OMGGGGG UR A, B, C CHARACTERSSSS

SO MUCH FLUFF AND ANGST UR SUCH A GOOD WRITER OMAGASHHHH😭😭😭

I love their story SO MUCH. I know it was a while ago, but I would LOVE to see more content of those 3 (but no ones forcing you, art and storytelling takes time)! Especially C!!!

Again, AHHHHH UR CHARACTERSS❤️❤️❤️

Hiding in plain sight…

Back at it again with the poly angst!

Most of my asks have been for more poly couple content, and I’m very very happy you all like them so much!

B: Any luck?

A: No, what about you? Have you found him yet?

B… no, let’s keep looking, he has to be somewhere…

A: oh Cc… please be okay…

[engelfeather]

Fangs and Fur: chapter 12

Angel's smile dropped hearing the feminine voice cut him off. His tail flicked nervously, as he straightened himself, brushing some of the dust from his clothes and giving Xavier a sign to hide.

With Xavier securely hidden in his fur, he turned around. There stood three figures before him, with two men standing beside each side of a woman who stood in the middle. The man on the right had black fur with faint markings swirling in the sea of darkness, that covered his body. With his arms behind his back, Xavier only now noticed that his right arm was replaced with a prosthetic, with scars marking his other arm and a long one running through his lips. His piercing green eyes reminded that of a venomous snake, however the large pointy ears and long tail showcased that this creature had mostly feline attributes. Looking upwards into the man's piercing green eyes, he saw his pupils dilating at the sight of Angel. His mouth contorted into a disgusted sneer, as he glanced at the tall man on the left. His tall stature dwarfed Angels own height, with six pupiless eyes staring at him with distaste. Six arms sprouted from his body, which were crossed, on his hips and behind back. His light blue skin glistened slightly in the light, with his purely white hair swaying slightly in the wind. His bug-like mouth pinchers slowly gnawed the air around it, awaiting for Angel to be chewed out by the woman in the middle. Her black eyes, as dark as ebony, glared at Angel. The only light in them being her golden pupils, that were formed into slits. Her round cat ears twitched in annoyance, with her frown showcasing clear disappointment. Similar to the man on the right, she had dark fur, as if they were related, however unlike him, her fur was more grey, with dark tabby patterns marking her body and hair, with only her arms and feet carrying a similar black to the man. Her long fluffy cat tail that swished around, aggravated.

”Why hello there, Frostshine, Felix and.. Sol.“ Angel said, smiling at them, yet Xavier still noticed a hint of nervousness in his voice. The woman, named Sol, merely let out a hiss, asking again ”Angel. What the hell did you think when you did that! You know unauthorized citizens can't go around fighting them.“ Angels eyes darted to the ground in an apologetic manner, right as he regained his composure and looked back up, speaking up ”I was just trying to protect a kid! Is that so bad?“ Now the tall man, Frostshine, on the right spoke up, pulling out a small book, flicking through the pages ”Well, it doesn't matter if you thought it was okay to break the rules for your little hero mission.“ he said in a cool, mocking tone, ”Here, according to page 42, paragraph 3 it clearly states that it is prohibited for someone like you to interact with those creatures. Your only job is to get away and let us handle them.“ Angel pouted, rolled his eyes, then looked at the man with disdain. Flicking his wrist in a dismissive manner, he snapped back ”Oh please, you just flicked to a random page, stated some random numbers and words to sound more sophisticated.“ The bug-like man smirked ever so slightly, he shook his head and put the small book away, as he replied ”If it gets our point across better, I see no reason not to trick your little head. The rule still exists and you blatantly ignored it!“ Angel quickly came to his defense ”It's not even that bad! I protected someone and.. and I even did your job, how is it wrong of me to break the rules this one time.“

He turned his head to look at Sol, who pinched her temple, clearly annoyed. ”Angel, do you see the destruction that you caused?” She said, pointing to the destroyed area, ”What's the point in helping someone if in the end more destruction is caused.“ Angel crossed his arms, averting her gaze, as he mumbled ”Well, if you don't like me doing your job, maybe you shouldve come earlier..“ This only seemed to anger the woman, causing Angel to flinch in response.

”What did you just say.“ She let out a low growl approaching Angel, who tensed up, with Xavier trying to use Angels fur as a cover, ”We work very hard to make sure that this city is safe, unlike you. You don't even do anything important other than saying some nonsensical words on a stage. So don't you dare disrespect us to being some kind of lazy group of people who sit and loaf around! It's not our fault that another one of them burst out in another part of the city. We tried to arrive here as fast as possible, though you decided to pull this.. this "heroic" stunt, giving us more work now!“ Frostshines voice piped in, with that same condescending smile returning ”Seems like someone forgot their past training, but that doesn't surprise me coming from someone like you..“ Sol turned her head to face him, giving him a glance to shut it, as she looked back at Angel. Seeing his missing arm, she sighed, furrowing her brow ”...just get out of our sight and go get yourself fixed up.“

Angel hastily nodded and turned around to leave, as Sol grabbed him by his sleeve. With a sudden shift in tone, she spoke in a way that could only be described as a whisper ”Wait, if you're already going, you're taking them with you.. at least then you'll do something actually useful.. I'm letting you off with a warning, just... sigh.. just don't pull another stunt like this again. I don't want you to get yourself in more trouble.“ With that, she turned away and walked towards the crater, ignoring the flames that were desperately trying to engulf her.

As Angel watched her, he failed to notice that the man on the right, presumably Felix, approached him. His eyes were filled with pure hate, as he let out a cold sneer ”What a wonderful.. destructive.. stunt you just pulled! Oh how lovely it is to see your rotten face again..“ He said in a mocking tone, his pupils dilated into slits, ”No wonder you never completed your training, even now after all this time. Seems like old habits grow old Angel.. you really haven't changed one bit. Tsk, not like any of your feral kind has. If it wasn't for them, we wouldn't have to deal with all of this bullshit.“ His tail flicked around, as he circled him, with Angel merely accepting the crude words spoken about him. Felix continued, clenching his fist ”If I had the choice, I would've sent all of you back to the sewers where your filthy kind belongs. That your ilk even has the guts to live here.. urgh.. the only thing you contribute is disturbing the peace that was once held here.“ Angel furrowed his brows, yet didn't reply, glancing over to Sol who was returning, as he whispered back to him ”Do you want your sister to know what you think of her and her 'kind'..“ Felix growled at him, looking at him as if he were to pounce at him at any minute. ”She doesn't count.. she's different.“ He managed to spit back, before returning to his previous place, staring daggers into Angel and whispered about something with the other man.

As Sol returned, Xavier, who was mostly confused and partially appalled by whatever that conversation just now was, noticed that she was carrying the tiny person that he previously saw. Seeing how the tiny, soaked, person was shivering tremendously and coughing up a storm, he concluded that Angel was supposed to take them to a hospital as well.. or whatever form of hospital existed here. The poor guy was coughing so hard that the same black liquid, that leaked from Angels arm, exited its mouth. He hoped that Angel wouldn't use this opportunity to abuse the person's weakened state for his own twisted desires. However when he glanced up, he noted that Angel seemed to be observing the tiny man with genuine caution and care, with his hand cupped to hold them properly.

[ At least they wouldn't be subject to Angels torment. ]

With the shaking person safely secured in Angels hands, Sol turned away, turning her head, speaking up to get her point across, again ”Next time.. just let us handle them. There is no reason for you to get into more trouble, than you already are. Good day, son.“ She turned her head back around, flicking her large tail slightly as a way to say goodbye.

Upon her departure, Xavier fought his way out of Angels fur. His mind was swirling with a ton of questions, making his head all dizzy. However, not only did he have a ton of questions, but to hear that the woman was apparently Angels mom was a bomb shell he didn't think would drop, especially with how tense Angel was the whole conversation. Including the fact that Angel barely bit back with his, usually, sharp tongue, as if he were some kind of caged criminal that were held at the stake; utterly helpless, with people throwing tomatoes at him.

Despite Xavier trying not to feel any sympathy for him, having heard Angel being belittled and mocked for who he was, or better, for what 'kind' he belonged to, made him feel genuinely bad, even if Xavier himself didn't like Angel, nor his actions. After all, it wasn't his species that made Xavier despise his guts.

”Let's go, Xavier..“ Angel whispered softly, gently caressing the back of the tiny, coughing, person. His eyes were focused on the ground, as he slumbered along, making sure to keep the sick person in his hands away from Xavier, not that he ended up attacking him for his warm blood. To prevent this, he made sure the little fella was warm enough, by covering their body with one hand and gently blowing hot breath on them to keep them from shaking.

Bringing them so close to his mouth, he felt Xavier flinched, raising an eyebrow, he looked down, asking him ”What is it? ...you don't actually think I'd cannibalise on my own people.“ Xavier hesitated to say anything, however quickly waved with his hands ”No no, of course...not.“ he chuckled nervously, seeing Angel observe him quietly, as if to see if he was lying, ”Uhm.. don't worry.. that being said, I have... A ton of questions, I hope you understand... Sir..?“ he smiled awkwardly, hoping that would soothe any on coming anger coming from Angel, however he merely looked away, giving a small nod in agreement. Xavier was unsure if he should continue, yet at the same time, he didn't want to be left in the dark. Carefully he started ”So... About those mons–“ pretty quickly he was cut off, by a now aggravated Angel. ”They're.. we aren't monsters! Stop calling us that.“ he clenched his fists, ”It's not our fault we turn into them, do you really think we want to be one of those creatures of destruction!?“ He growled at him, however Angels response made Xavier widen his eyes, careless about Angels reaction. ”You.. turn into them?“ he uttered under his breath. Angel closed his eyes and turned his head in shame ”..yes. we do, who do you think I'm carrying right now?“ Xavier swallowed, remembering how it tore apart a person's body, devouring their flesh, as he expressed the words that were in both of their minds ”... you're carrying the Mon-.. the creature.“

Angel nodded, trying to ignore the fact that the human almost referred to his people as monsters again. He took a moment, not responding right away, with his shoulders slumped and his tail dragging on the ground in an upset manner. He didn't like revealing such information, lest Xavier view him as much more of a threat than he already was. With that in mind, he tried to explain their situation further, to prevent any unnecessary confusion ”Not all of us can turn into them, rather, only one of the two groups, that divide us, can. . .“ His voice sounded tired, as his eyes wandered of into the distance. Noticing Angels change of tone, he glanced back down at the seemingly sick individual, out of pity.

Despite knowing this tiny creature was the cause of so much destruction, his head couldn't, or rather, didn't want to accept that fact. After all nothing so helpless.. so sick, could ever do so much harm, right? Then again even his own, practically unimportant, kind, that existed in the vast landscape of space, was capable of destroying complete cities in a blink of an eye. With his attention being focused back on the tiny 'monster' in Angels hand, he noticed that the tiny creatures coughing had seemingly gotten worse, with its blood continuing to trickle on to Angels hand. He wondered if perhaps this sickness was the reason for the transformation into such gruesome beast of destruction. ”They.. turned into one and they seem.. sick.“ he nervously said, looking back up at Angel, who continued to stare at some invisible dot in the distance, “Do only sick people ..of that particular group turn“ Angel let out a small chuckle, as if he found his words amusing, shaking his head ”No, though it would certainly make life easier. In fact, that's the state we go into when we get sick.. which happens after someone turns back into their normal selves. It's like.. an energy reserve and If anything.. no one knows if someone would transform into one.. it can happen to anyone at any moment.. “ The more Angel rambled on, the more his voice fell back into a monotone tone. His shoulder slumped down, which caused him to almost drop the supposed monster in his hands.

Xavier listened to Angel quietly, making sure to grasp his words fully. His mind was barely able to comprehend the last several weeks he was in this strange world, let alone grapple with the destruction of his home. A part of him felt horrible, somewhat disappointed in him for asking, seemingly, unimportant questions. If anything, he should just try to find a way to escape and forget about this hell hole he was trapped in. Yet his human nature, his curiosity, seemed to be careless about that.. or perhaps, it was merely a way for him to get his mind off of everything that had happened.How strange human nature is.

Focusing back on reality, he realised that Angel seemed to be waiting for more questions, seemingly afraid he might view them all as a threat. Perhaps the sheer size difference and the latest aggressive encounter seemed indifferent to him, though he'd use this opportunity regardless to learn and understand more, perhaps even give some advice ”I.. I mean, if those people are truly such a threat.. cant those who turn be kept away somewhere, for the safety of others..?“

However is idea seemed to only enrage the giant ”What the fuck Xavier!..“ he burst out, yet quickly quieted down, noticing people staring in confusion at him, ”... Don't you ever say that again, got that? You're acting as if all of us are constantly stomping around a city to destroy it..! You.. you know nothing you pathetic weasel. Do you think my people want to cause such destruction! Of course not. We just want to live normal lives as well..! Heck, most of us don't ever turn anyway! It's.. it's not our fault.. we aren't monsters... we're also people... just.. shut- shut up okay!“ his voice was shaky, breaking in the end. Xavier was staring at him with eyes just as open as his. Clutching his fur and trying not to scream out in fear. He felt the giants rapid breath wash over him, making his eyes tear up.Whilst Xavier wasn't new to Angels sudden outbursts, this time, he noticed how Angel seemed to plead with him, as if to convince not only him, but himself that they truly weren't the threat they were made out to be.

Angel bit his lip, seeing Xavier's fearful reaction. He didn't want to lash out in public, especially not after what happened earlier. He knew that people were staring at him judgmentally.. he knew they didn't want him here, which only fueled his building anger. Stopping in his tracks, he took a deep breath and looked down at the ill person. Seeing how miserable they were, he glanced down to his pocket where he kept his sweet sweet medication and couldn't help but smile slightly, calming him down. He knew he'd take some later, just in case

[ At least I won't be turning anytime soon. ]

After Angel calmed his mind, he continued walking, with Xavier shamefully looking down to Angels feet. His long strides were rhythmic and strangely soothing to Xavier, like one of those satisfying videos he used to watch back at home. Warmth filled his heart thinking about his old life. The more he thought of it, the more he missed the little things about it, that made his day shine a little brighter. Even if they were as little as the sun shining and hitting his skin. Hearing the laughter of some giant children running by, made him remember always passing a small playground. Where cheerful children often played at, with parents gossiping about whatever hot tea kept them occupied enough to not zone out, out of boredom. Sadness struck him, knowing that that small place, that used to bring so much happiness, was now destroyed, by someone, who supposedly liked children. He glanced back at the children that were running after each other, noticing the different appearances in each of them. None of them looked like they belonged to only two groups, which got him curious.He carefully cleared his throat, trying to not sound rude, as he slowly looked back at Angel. ”Y..you mentioned two groups of yours“ he asked slightly confused, ”Yet to me, you all look.. different from each other, as if there are more than just two groups you could belong to.“

His words seemed to spark slight amusement in Angel, who hastily shook his head, which made Xavier glad to have changed the subject to something.. better. ”No no, you got it all wrong, human! We might all look different, but there really are only two groups that truly separate us, our third eyes and its placement of course. Like.. mine, the so called lunaris, is on my forehead and.. and the other group, called the uhh.. solaris, has it in its left eye and Its left eye specifically!“ he grinned proudly, as he gave his human some insight, as he continued, “Though you're not entirely wrong.. we do get classified under certain families. For instance I'd be a part of the bovidae family.. since.. you know, I'm a goat.“ he let out a nervous chuckle, his eyes darting back down to the human.

Angel then observed him, as Xavier processed the new information he had gathered, like a hungry animal trying to find any kind of scrap to devour. It still felt strange to tell this tiny biped anything at all about his people. Regardless, he was quite happy to talk to Xavier, the human was too cute not to observe, even if he got on his nerves sometimes.

Xavier listened to Angels rambling, seeing just how quickly he became happy. He didn't even notice the dumb smile that formed on his mouth, as he leaned against the fur with his hand on his cheek.

What an emotionally wild rollercoaster he was on..

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[misamy-art]

Friendly 3 🧡💚

I can only say that I loved illustrating this part

thanks for the support 🍓✨

[cat-egg-gt]

Too many ‘normal’ people in g/t stories I think.

Give me a germaphobe human that loses their mind finding out a borrower has committed the ultimate sin (walked on their counter)

Give me deaf borrower who thinks their being quiet while borrowing, and the human just plays along, pretending they don’t hear all the noise they’re making

Give me autistic giant who holds a human captive simply so they have someone to infodump to

Give me human with visual and auditory hallucinations that just thinks the little guy they’ve seen running around their house is a hallucination

This isn’t even mostly about representation, I just think applying these to the g/t dynamic makes an even more interesting dynamic

[littlecrittereli]

I don't usually post my sketches but I really like how this one turned out.

What's the point of angst without some good aftermath healing?

[so-very-small]

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.)