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I like to meet new people, and I’m verily extroverted. I am very careful, but crazy. I can be forgetful! (Short term memory lost gang) I am Christian, God is the only God for me. I really like making romantic stories or stuff involving g/t. Sorry if it is weird. (DISCLAIMER: I’M A MINOR, A MERE TEENAGER)

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Giant prince that “hires” a human to be his maid. The other giants in the castle are confused by why he would hire a human, because he knew himself that the human can’t do anything. But the prince has his reasons: reason being that he was crushing on this human and needed a reason for them to be close.

Even if that means giving them silly things to do, so they don’t grow suspicious. Silly things like putting cuffs on his suit, fixing a button, and etc.

#g/t #g/t scenario #g/t fluff #giant #prince #g/t community

A Curious Being

You were defeated, unable to go anywhere. You couldn’t go to the road, unable to go to your house, and unable to leave it’s sight. The creature had been hovering over you like a hawk for over an hour. You thought it’d eventually give up, but it looked like this thing had all the time in the world. You’d eventually be looked for, right..? Someone would notice you were gone for too long, someone would rescue you. That’s what you could imagine happening. You couldn’t concentrate, you couldn’t think—

A sound, a sound in the distance. Someone calling your name, a woman’s voice. Your mother. She had come looking for you. You could feel a sense of relief washing over you— but also dread. This creature still blocked you from freedom. It’s ears flicked up, listening to the sound. And it reacted with pure instinct.

#g/t #g/t scenario #POV #First person #pov you’re in a parental g/t story

Giant watching SpongeBob with you. Specifically SpongeBob.

#g/t

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Pocket Nap (Giant PoV)

In which you find a nice, cozy place to keep your sleeping friend.

You look down at your tiny friend, currently cuddled up in your lap, with your hand curled around them as they’ve dozed off, the show you were watching quickly becoming background noise as your focus shifts. You knew they would fall asleep, even though they insisted that they wouldn’t. You huff quietly to yourself in amusement, seeing their arms draped over the side of your hand, and reach your thumb in to give them a gentle prod to their side. You’re met with a mumble as they wave you off, and you sigh as you gently gather their sleeping form into your hands.

You think briefly about putting them to bed. It’s still hours before you’re ready to sleep yourself, otherwise you’d just hold them as usual, but after a moment you realize you don’t want them to wake up from their nap confused and disoriented by themselves. You decide to pocket them instead, letting them sleep but keeping them close.

Before tucking them away, however, you stand and cradle them to your chest as you head for your room. With one hand bracing them close, you use your other to open their drawer, a space dedicated to them for privacy, and pull their blanket from their bed. You then sit down on your bed, bringing your hands together to make sure your friend is cozy first. You loosely drape their blanket around them, making sure they’re wrapped up comfortably, but not at risk of accidentally being stuck in the blanket when they wake up, not that you wouldn’t immediately help them anyway.

Most of your shirts have deep pockets these days, and the one you’re wearing is no different. You hold your hands to your chest, using one to carefully hold their limp, bundled body while the other widens the pocket opening. With care and attention to how their limbs are bending, you gently slide them in, making sure that their arms and legs are securely in place and oriented properly, with the blanket covering them, not suffocating them. You watch them curl inward as they settle in, as if they know where they are even in their sleep, their arms tucking the blanket around themselves as they wriggle around until they’re comfortable.

Once you see that they’ve settled in, you stand to your feet and grab a light sweater from your closet, putting it on and zipping it up most of the way. It’s closed enough to offer a comforting sense of pressure and darkness, but loose enough to allow for proper airflow. Now that you’ve made sure they’re secure and in a cozy environment, you take a moment to focus on their weight, or lack thereof. It’s a constant reminder of just how tiny they are, despite what their personality would lead you to believe if you didn’t know them in person.

That being said, you’ve been around them long enough that you can feel their weight, your body having become hypersensitive to it in order to accommodate them more effectively. More important, however, is the emotional weight that you feel when you carry them. You know they can take care of themselves, but more often than not they simply opt to keep close to you anyway. The weight of their trust in you is far heavier than their physical weight could ever account for, and you feel heartened each time something like this happens. They trust you when they’re at their most vulnerable, and that is something you don’t take for granted, no matter how comfortable the two of you are interacting with each other.

You know you’re a comforting presence to them, but they’re a comforting presence for you, too. Their presence and perspective helps to keep you grounded at all times. Any challenges you may face on a daily basis feel trivial compared to what your tiny friend would experience without you, and it’s a relief to focus on them instead when things get difficult. If there’s a raging storm out, you’re less concerned about the potential damage being done than you are holding your friend close because they’re terrified by storms, and rightfully so at their size.

You feel them shifting about slightly, pulling back your sweater to peek into your pocket. They’ve wrapped themselves up further in the blanket, fully snuggled in as they sleep with a peaceful expression. You smile and leave them be, feeling a flutter in your chest as you settle yourself down on the couch again. Leaning back, you feel their weight shift to lean slightly against you, and if you focus just enough, you can feel their tiny breaths as they sleep, slowed as they slip from a light nap to a deep slumber.

You put on some soft music, lifting a hand to rest it over the small lump they form beneath your sweater, your thumb beginning to idly stroke them as you relax. You close your eyes, finding yourself at peace knowing they’re so close. Even if they aren’t awake, even if you can’t immediately see them, you know you’re not alone.

You’ve got them, they’re safe.

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Wish I was the tiny

You know I those funny couple videos? The one where the partner is trying to escape the other, but they just keep dragging them back to the room? Imagine that with a giant and tiny. Just gonna let that sit.

#g/t #g/t scenario #possible g/t

A Kaiju/giant thinking every human is a cub. Imagine your grandma was on the news, because that Kaiju/giant took her in because it thought she was a little cub? Yeah— that’s what I mean. You’re a twenty three year old? Immediately babied by the giant— no exceptions.

#g/t #g/t scenario #giant #Kaiju #g/t talk

You know how hamster are put out with anesthesia? Remove the hamster and put a tiny in there. They are hurt and refuse help, so they had to be knocked out. And the giant watches guiltily as the struggle to stay awake, scared of being vulnerable. So the giant is softly cooing to them before they slowly go limp. And the giant is utterly sobbing from feeling so guilty, and the doctors pull them aside so they could do their work.

#g/t #g/t scenario #possible g/t #g/t story idea #g/t talk #g/t angst #g/t community

Giants that never have been drunk before + a very jumpy tiny

Could you imagine? A tiny’s giant went out for a party, swearing they’d be back in a few hours. The tiny reluctantly agrees. Of course the giant sets the tiny up comfortably before leaving.

And what do you know, the giant comes back drunk. Yet this giant has never been drunk before, so they’re stumbling around and calling for their tiny (their only source of comfort). They start rummaging everywhere, lifting things and calling out. The tiny is already hiding, terrified of this now extremely clumsy giant. But inevitably the giant finds the tiny.

The giant is saying stuff like: “Awww!!~ You got even more adorable than before!” “My cute little buddy, let’s get you all comfy again~” or “Come on!! Let’s cuddle up together~”

And they just keep cooing to their little tiny, and the tiny is just utterly freaking out.

#g/t #g/t scenario #possible g/t #giant #g/t talk

This art style, but a comic strip of.. A certain part of a vid

And what vid would that be.

so sorry for being late, i've had stuff going on and forgot completely to send my request , so if you don't take it anymore i completely understand

No it’s alright, just slide your request to me and I’ll do it.

A curious being

You’ve been standing here for minutes, the massive being still watching you. Every single time you tried to move, it followed. Its nose wiggle softly, exactly like a dog’s. This was crazy! What would you say to your mother?! That a giant blocked you from going home??

You took a deep breath, slowly gathering yourself. Looking up at this creature again, its pupils were blown out. Its expression soft, and undeniably soothing. What was this thing feeling right now. Just to be staring at you for this long. You seriously didn’t know what to do, nobody would in this situation. You tested your luck, and stared walking— like there wasn’t a giant right there. And as imagined, the thing followed. Barely stepping, it was trying to follow your pace even if a step for you equaled a centimeter of movement from it. You were moving away from home— the opposite way. Because every time you turned that exact way, it’d block you— like it was trying to reroute you.

Was there something that way? Was it trying to warn you..? Either way this thing didn’t want you even looking that way. So you kept walking, right back to the road. But even that wasn’t a viable option. Because a massive, clawed hand slammed softly into the ground— right in front of your path to the road.. it didn’t want you leaving the forest.. it wanted you right in its sight. To be able to watch you carefully.

Part one / Part two (seeing now)

#g/t #g/t scenario #possible g/t #POV the giant wants your company #POV #giant #monster

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