new smutty size story is up on my patreon! 700~ words, tiny reader insert, unaware bra entrapment ! link in reblog !
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Kindred Souls
Trollhunters/Miraculous Ladybug fanfic (WriteLikeTheWind)
Marinette follows her sense of curiosity and ends up unraveling a mystery far bigger than she expected.
Includes: g/t first meeting; fluff; tiny POV; giant (well, human) POV; friendship.
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Mrrrrrrrr
Kyo doesn't appreciate creeps messing with Tohru
Really happy with the pov i did here.
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keep thinking about Scott and Wallace going back to their apartment for the first time since his presumed death (because I think even if they’re going to try and be a couple no way he’s moving in with Ramona after one date and an encounter with their future selves) even if his death might’ve gotten him out of their lease. actually.. now that he’s back… he probably needs to pay rent…
all his stuff is still there, except for the jacket, some clothes are still on the floor (because Wallace hasn’t really been home all that much, okay!) his toothbrush is still in the cup on the sink.. they have accidentally used each other’s so many times anyway, why throw it out…
getting ready for bed and getting into their shared futon.. was it always this small? can’t believe Wallace ends up living in a huge mansion and that Scott is still crashing at his place…
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VR: Sexy Twerk Pole Dancing 360° - Act by Housewife - VR Bikini Model - Dance School Recital in Japan
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Unova, a nation of truth seekers, idealists. In the face of unknown tragedy, there is only one option, when you have the strength.
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Another Dragon Prompt?
They had all figured they'd seen it all. Great wurms of thorn and vines, built by the land and leaves around them, massive wyverns of wind and storm whose roars were like a thunder crash.
But all of that was nothing when the city found itself dragged into the realm of green, where there was a deadly, horrible calm before everything fled.
The pair of drakes usually getting into things, one of gold and black scales, the other a kaleidoscope of blues and reds screamed, tearing across the land as it was torn asunder.
The mothering dragon constantly dropping food on top of the people didn't even bother as it flew alongside the one usually stealing boxes as fast as their tiny wings could move.
Even the drake with armor of steel and more aggression than a chihuaha turned kaiju raced away, leaping from building to building before seemingly recalling it too had wings it could use.
More dragons than Amity had ever seen before fled in great flocks, everything a panic, terrified of whatever they were trying to escape. Every shape and size, from the blobs to great wurms like the one who called itself Overgrowth, and they were running.
And then they saw it, first a familiar beast of pink flame and gouging antlers- the Wisconsin Drake, the Fentons had called it- with dozens of wings beating and ectoplasm spilling from a great gouging wound before it crashed into a building with a pained wail.
But it was what followed that truly horrified everyone. A great beast of night, fins flared out like massive wings as it swam through the sky, flames already gathered in its mouth as it stared down at its prey.
Amity had thought they had seen it all.
It did nothing to prepare them for the King's awakening.
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g/t and hrt?? anyone?
(none of the below is intended to be romantic unless you want it to be! interpret this how you wish)
from the giant’s pov;
the tiny sitting on their shoulder, patting their cheek and telling them how brave they are, etc. while administering their shot
the tiny being the one to put the band aid on and giving it a little healing kiss
them scooting around the giant’s leg afterwards, carefully massaging the area so it isn’t so sore later
the giant scooping the tiny into their hands and holding onto them like a lifeline (because needles scary), but being careful not to squeeze too tight
the tiny wrapping their arms tightly around the giant’s finger to keep them grounded and present, chirping sweetly about how it’s all over and they did great and how proud they are
when the giant is having mood swings and really bad pms, the tiny is always acting as their anchor, telling them to look at them and having this magical ability to almost instantly calm/reassure them
the little guy not minding being used as a fidget toy when their big buddy is feeling particularly anxious
“soon enough you might even be almost as big and strong as me!”
(e alternative)
“you might even be as cute as me someday”
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