SFW G/t writing blog! She/her | 29 | AuDHD | Tiny I’m always open to DMs! G/t is constantly on my mind and I would love to chat about it. I also roleplay, if you’re 21+ and interested, let’s talk about it!
Welcome to my blog! I don’t have a lot here yet but that will change over time.
This is a space where I plan to post stories about my various characters, all of which will be heavily themed around G/t (giant/tiny, extreme size differences). While some of these will involve romance, all of them will be strictly sfw aside from occasional language. None of my stories will involve vore.
This list consists of stories and characters I am actively developing and writing about, though I can’t make any promises about an upload schedule. If you want to throw any prompts my way though, feel free and I’ll see what I can do!
Tiny PoV
'Asleep'
Snuggled Up
Pocketed
Warm Hands
Chilled
Fearful
Stalemate
Hoodie Pocket
Giant PoV
Just Can't Help It
Wisps and Shadows
Kova and Hazel, enemies-to-friends, must figure out why their forest has fallen ill and what they can do to save it.
Comfort in the Shadows (one-shot)
Swept Away
A borrower, Violet, finds herself the victim of a flash flood, losing her home, and nearly her life. A human, Ian, spots her struggling in the current and saves her. Violet has to cope with losing everything on top of being seen, and Ian does his best to adapt to her struggles and needs while keeping her existence a secret.
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Chase (one-shot)
Sterling and Penelope (title pending)
After losing her father, Penelope inherits something she never could have imagined. A being made of energy and light named Sterling has promised her his protection, and he can power and operate a sixty-foot tall metal vessel. Struggling with her grief, Penelope learns to cooperate with both Sterling and humans to battle both her emotions, and high energy magical storms that threaten their society.
Kay and Eva
K’hadrion (Kay) is a being from another world who finds himself trapped in an astral/spectral plane without a physical form. He needs the help of a human to escape and after a few attempts of randomly reaching out telepathically, he finally makes contact with Eva, who agrees to help him. The two bond over time as they relate to each other’s social struggles, and become close by the time he’s able to return to the physical world. Eva then learns that not only is Kay a giant, but he’s also a prince.
Azlier and Sophia
Sophia has always been an outcast in her village, hated by its people for reasons she doesn’t know. After her father dies, the last protection she had from the rest of the villagers, they chase her from her village and she inadvertently stumbles into the territory of the fallen god Azlier, a towering being known for his cruel past toward humans. He saves her life, but he’s not happy about it, and they must both learn to adapt to living together.
Snowfall Pt 1
Jessie and Dylan
Jessie and Dylan have been together for a while, but Dylan always had some odd behaviors Jessie could never quite wrap her head around. She discovers that the reason he’s so dodgy is because he’s a size shifter, and can’t always contain his true natural size all the time. Jessie learns of past failed relationships because of this, and she is determined to stick by his side, as he’s done for her, and make it work.
Don't Be Afraid
A story I wrote when I was much younger, preserved and re-uploaded here!
One-shots!
Stories that don't take place in an established story setting.
My memory is so bad I’m frequently seeing G/t posts on my dash thinking it’s content I’ve never seen before only to discover I already liked it. Upside is this means I’m constantly seeing “new” G/t content lmao
You wake up feeling awful, and just want to disappear for a bit.
You grumble to yourself as you slowly wake up, feeling extremely disoriented. Your dreams were a confusing mess that felt like it lasted for at least an entire day, and now you have to remember where you actually are. You open your eyes and look around, the day, month and year registering to you finally as you shake yourself off mentally from your dreams.
You look up to see your giant friend, the one whose chest you slept on, idly browsing their phone as they wait for you to wake up. You give them a tap on their chest with your hand to alert them, and they look down at you first with a friendly expression, then one of concern immediately after.
“You don’t look like you slept very well.”
You shake your head, crawling out from beneath their hand as they lift it. You are very not ready to be awake yet, but you don’t want to keep your friend stuck in bed, even though you know they wouldn’t mind. Today is supposed to be a lazy day anyway, specifically set up to not have any obligations, social or otherwise. You grab your blanket and crawl over toward their chest pocket, pulling the flap back and dragging your blanket inside with you. You then reach out and pull the flap back down, crawl toward the bottom of the pocket and curl up. You feel your friend chuckle beneath you.
“You just gonna hang out in there all day?”
You offer a halfhearted mumble in response, bundling up in your blanket and trying to ignore the outside world. You feel their hand press over you, their thumb stroking your side.
“Alright, I won’t disturb you then. Let me know if you need anything.”
You sigh as you snuggle against their chest, enjoying the warmth enveloping you within the pocket as you’re still held close, and the sound and feeling of their heartbeat soothing you. It’s much warmer here than it is on their chest alone, and it’s much easier to retain body heat, ensuring that you stay comfortable with less intervention needed from your friend. You don’t mind them still holding you, though, and it seems like they’re not interested in getting out of bed yet.
They stay as they are for a while, idly stroking you through their pocket as they lay in bed. You assume they’re probably browsing on their phone, keeping themselves entertained to let you have some more downtime before they get up. Even if you’re feeling rather grumpy, you’re not bothered by their touch or occasional soft laugh at all. It’s exactly the kind of comfort you need, being held and in their presence while still having your own private space.
Despite having your eyes closed, focusing on their breathing and heartbeat, you can’t seem to fall asleep again. You’re mildly annoyed by this, but there’s no pressure to function properly today anyway. There’s no reason anyone has to be reminded that you exist, meaning your friend can simply hide you away all day if that’s what you need.
You’re not exactly sure how much time is passing, but after what feels like roughly an hour, you feel their hand press down a little tighter. You then feel them sit up, finally ready to start their day. The pressure remains until you feel the lifting feeling of them standing up, and their hand comes away, removing the pressure that kept you close and letting air flow around you. You shudder as the cooler air hits from beneath, left swaying as they move around.
“Just a second,” they remark, and you’re more alert for the next few moments.
The cold and swaying doesn’t last long as they put on and zip up their sweater, but not all the way. The soft light that was seeping in before is now gone almost entirely, save for a small amount you can barely see if you look up. You’re tucked back right up against their chest once more, feeling their warmth enveloping you again. You take in a deep breath and stretch yourself out as much as you can before rolling over to find a new comfortable position to lay in. You feel a few soft, affectionate pats of their hand over you as they acknowledge you for the last time in what would be quite a while.
“Take it easy in there, little one, don't worry about anything today.”
You feel their voice rumbling against you, curling inward as you sigh deeply, now left to your own thoughts as you settle in. The motion of their walking, footsteps slow and smooth, relaxes you as they wander through the house briefly before sitting down somewhere, though you can’t tell where until you hear the sounds of typing. After some clicking, and a moment of leaning over, you hear sound coming through the speakers, as opposed to their headphones, and you smile to yourself.
You were absolutely expecting some sort of sound to keep you in the loop, but your friend has opted to let you listen in entirely on their gaming. You’re not sure what they’re going to play, but you notice early on that they’ve picked a calmer game than usual, likely to accommodate your grumpy mood and keep things light.
You listen to them play for a while, your brain trying to imagine what they’re doing based on the sounds and music you hear. Occasionally, you hear their heart rate and breathing speed up, or the sounds of frantic clicking and typing before a defeated grunt of annoyance. You laugh a little to yourself, pleasantly entertained, yet still secluded in a dark, warm, and cozy environment.
You haven’t been bothering to try to keep track of the time at this point, just going with the flow until they decide to do something else. They get up from their desk, and you’re not sure where they’re going until you hear the tv start to play at a low volume, likely just for background noise. They then lay down on the couch, and you feel your weight shifting until it rests atop them.
You adjust your position to curl up on their chest, cuddling up as you normally would at night. The weight of their hand rests over your lower half, and their thumb begins to lightly run along the side of your body.
“Is this going to bother you?” they ask softly, and you give them two taps with your hand on their chest in response, a solid ‘no.’
You’re enjoying the physical contact as you feel their thumb brushing over you, soothed by their breathing and heartbeat beneath you once more. You’re basking in the attention being given with no expectations in return. They hold you close because they want to, and you’re incredibly grateful for their presence. You still don’t feel amazing, but the day has been bearable because of the care being given to you.
It’s one of the most common ways they show affection, the way they softly brush their thumb across your entire body. It’s a small gesture to them, but to you it means everything. It’s a reminder of just how aware they always are of your size, especially now as it happens seemingly on autopilot. Their massive hands have been carefully trained to handle you based on what you need, whether it’s respect and dignity, or warmth and comfort.
You finally feel what you’ve been hoping would eventually happen. Your eyes grow heavy, and you yawn as you roll onto your other side. Your body finally recognizes that the poor quality of sleep you got last night isn’t enough, and that you need more. You feel a thoughtful hum beneath you, feeling their hand shift to rest entirely over you. You sigh deeply as they hold you close, and you feel yourself begin to peacefully drift off.
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.
Waiting for my mattress warmer to preheat feels like I’m waiting for a giant to come home so they can scoop me off of the floor and hold me, and they’re taking f o r e v e r
The weather is getting warmer, which means my brain is now filling my head with ideas involving one of my all-time favorite scenarios in G/t, being anything having to do with deep water and the great outdoors.
I love the idea of going to a lake or a beach with a giant. Swimming would feel so much safer since a giant can quickly yoink someone out of the water if anything goes wrong. Someone could be learning to swim over the giant’s cupped hands as they’re held and carefully lowered into the water. Stronger swimmers could enjoy a bit of waves. If you need a break, there are plenty of ways to rest with the giant while they’re still in the water.
Sunbathing to dry off would be amazing, laying on the giant’s chest and relaxing while letting evaporation do its thing. If there’s not enough sun, there’s no risk of getting cold if there’s warm skin beneath you, or a hand to shield you from too much of a breeze. I’d probably use a towel or two for a blanket and take a nap like that afterward.
I had a really weird dream last night. I was in a theater watching some sort of show/movie/whatever, and I’m chatting with some friends, and out of nowhere someone across the side of the room shouts “G/t!”
I then hear someone else shout “G/t!” and they look at each other, and then I shift nervously for a second before I also shout “G/t!” and then we all look at each other, and we start laughing. Everyone else was entirely confused and had no idea what was going on, and I straight up said “I’m not providing any context for this.”
We then all moved to sit next to each other and were just laughing stupidly for like the next 20 minutes.
"There you are." But it's more out of relief than anything from the giant--yet, despite the seemingly good intent, tiny is a blur of fear and emotion. They have been caught, and it doesn't matter if the giant is worried sick even for someone they've never met. They're freaking OUT! Maybe they're hurt, or sad, or lost and that's why the giant was trying to find them.
But all of the feelings of pain or what-have-you are thrown out the window when everything is replaced with fear of a giant looking down at them from above.
Idk if that makes sense but 🙂↕️ yuh
Yep, yep, good stuff!
I’ve written a couple of scenes too where a giant gets really upset/yells at their tiny, and that of course ends up breaking a lot of trust in the process. Tiny runs away and hides, and then the giant has to process their guilt over what they’ve just done, and find their tiny before something happens to them. Of course they’re relieved to see that their tiny is alive, maybe a little scuffed up, but their heart breaks at how terrified they are, and now the giant has to earn all of that trust back.
It’s just so much fun for fearplay/angst, and then comfort afterwards too if the tiny learns to trust the giant, either again or for the first time 🥰
I love this sentence in G/t fearplay. It captures the finality of an encounter in such a terror-inducing way, especially depending on the tone being used. Maliciously, teasingly, playfully, excitedly, either way it’s the worst thing for a scared tiny to hear. They’ve been seen, found, caught, trapped, and it’s that sentence that creates that heart-sinking feeling for them, that lets them know their hopes of escape have been foiled. This is it, they don’t know what happens next, but they know their safety isn’t guaranteed. No more running, no more hiding.
And then, of course, there are the gentle ways it can be said. A relieved giant after locating their missing tiny friend, a comforting giant finding their tiny crying and carefully gathering them up in their hands to console them, or excitement upon a reunion or friendly fist encounter. It still causes that adrenaline rush, but not because the tiny fears for their life, even if they still might not have wanted to be found.
So many ways to apply it, and depending on the scenario, I always get that feeling of excitement or adrenaline myself when I read it because an encounter is imminent at that point.
One of the things I remember most was being tiny, sitting next to a couple of people enjoying raspberries and pomegranate seeds. I asked if I could have some and they said sure, and I was then handed a huge raspberry. I remember specifically how it felt in my hands, and was pretty entertained by it. I don’t remember if I ate any or not.
The other, I was outside and saw a giant, and got really excited so I ran up to meet him, and he was busy doing something, like harvesting or planting, I don’t know, I just know he was super focused on the ground. Either way, I was going so fast I started slipping across wet grass, and he stops what he’s doing and quickly blocks me with his hand to keep me from falling over. I was crazy embarrassed for interrupting him like that and got really shy, but he was super chill about it, laughing it off and making sure I was okay. Might turn him into an OC because he was awesome.
There were also just overall G/t vibes throughout the entire nap and I got to enjoy feeling tiny and being around people in a bunch of other short scenarios. It was really cool.
Had an interesting dream where being tiny in VR also made me tiny IRL
At one point while I was tiny, someone IRL picked me up and moved me because apparently I was out in the middle of the floor, and because I couldn’t see them coming I screamed when it happened. I felt the cord on my headset being tugged around and everything (no clue where the other end was connected lol).
They apologized profusely after they sat me back down, and I lifted my headset up and saw them knelt over all concerned and such. It was really sweet. I was placed next to a group of people that watched over me while I was tiny and in VR at the same time.
Booooo not even reading my own absurdly self indulgent G/t writing could get me a few more hours of sleep, cursed for trying to go to bed earlier for once lmao
And of course I have an appointment later today so I can’t go back to sleep now that I’m actually tired 🙃
Can someone just send a giant to kidnap me please hhhhh
Today I made a discovery. I thought that my laptop from 2012 was dead/fried, so I was sure it didn’t work anymore and thought I got rid of it. As it turns out, I did not get rid of it, and after finding it I thought ‘eh, why not’ and tried to turn it on.
It works!
But I can’t remember my password to get into it 🤦♀️😂
So I have a piece of ancient g/t history that I’m currently locked out of (windows 7). I tried a couple of methods to try to get the cmd window to open so I could disable the password but everything I saw told me I still had to log in to access it 🙃
I really don’t want to but I may end up just salvaging the drive and getting my files that way, but I wanted to go on a nostalgia trip, and I don’t think that’s happening unless I can figure something else out.
That being said, I really don’t know what all is on it, but I’m hoping I have some stuff from the old deviantArt days I can post and talk about!
