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ARGH! The thing about Eliza is she had a great mother! Woohoo a great parent!
But when her mom passed away from illness, Eliza was handed off to the head of the village's council, Dante (the fairy with the most power within the town/area) who was very cold towards her, causing her soul and self-image to slowly be crushed like a tin can for the next five years of her young life. He made her hide her tail under layers of convoluted robes (robes that matched himself and the rest of the council), made sure to give pointed glances when impressive flyers put on a show for the village... Only making Eliza feel worse about the fact she couldn't fly.
She was made to practice the same faith of the council, read complicated books and text every night before bed, live a mundane life...
But her sense of adventure couldn't keep her locked inside all day, much to Dante's dismay. She would sneak out some days (or even nights) in lighter clothes, allowing her tail and wings to breathe. But shortly after she'd started sneaking off regularly, strange and frankly awful things kept happening within the village.
Terrible storms, predatory animals attacking fairies and eating crops, terrible heatwaves resulting in spontaneous fires...
Dante would also soon find out that Eliza had been sneaking out. And something occurred to him. It only made the most sense. Eliza's mother had gotten sick---fairies rarely get ill to begin with, let alone so much that it results in death.
And now these terrible things kept happening when Eliza kept breaking rules and defying his order.
Eliza was cursed.
No, no...
Eliza was a curse.
Dante had to make the tough call (although in reality, it wasn't difficult for him to make the call at all) to banish Eliza from the village.
And so, at age 10, Eliza was sent away from the village. Guided far, far away whilst blindfolded so that she may not find her way back and return.
Left in the middle of the woods. No supplies, no currency, no ability to fly. Just the clothes on her back.
And for the next 6 years she would learn to utilize her surroundings, her ability to run and climb and jump, her keen sense of camouflage, and her wit to survive on her own. Of course, it didn't come without many troublesome situations. But she had no rules to abide by anymore, just freedom.
Well, there was one rule.
Avoid humans and biglings. Although, that was a bit of a given.
Either way, she was determined to survive. Even if she wasn't entirely sure what she was surviving for.
It’s been an hour and a half, and you still cannot get your brain to shut down and fall asleep. You’ve been tossing and turning in bed, trying every position you can possibly think of in the hopes that one of them will be comfortable enough to knock you out. None of them have, and you’re finally at your wits’ end when you hear the telltale thumping of your giant friend’s footsteps. You watch him approach, his eyes locked onto you with amusement.
“I thought you were taking a nap?”
“…I can’t sleep,” you admit.
You watch him bend down to meet you at eye level, folding his arms at the edge of the table your bed sits on and resting his chin on them.
“Hmm, and why do you think that is?” he asks with a glint in his eyes, as if he already knows exactly why you can’t sleep.
You look away in defeat. You’d wanted to see if you could give him a break from holding you all the time, to finally use the bed he’d painstakingly made for you, but your efforts to fall asleep without him have been fruitless.
“I told you it wasn’t going to work.”
You huff in frustration, but it doesn’t last long as his hand reaches toward you, his index extending outward to brush over the top of your head, trailing down the side of your face before tilting your chin up toward him. You feel weak in the knees under his warm gaze.
“I know you think you bother me, but might I remind you that you’re only three and a half inches tall and barely fit in the palm of my hand? It’s really not that hard to take care of you.”
You find yourself cowed as he so intently reminds you of your size difference, looking down meekly when he pulls his hand back and hiding under your blanket. You hear him laugh softly.
“You’re such a dork, c’mere…”
You gasp when you feel his hand gently wrap around you, scooping you up in your blanket and lifting you to his chest.
“You keep focusing on how you think I feel, but you’re not taking the time to consider how I actually feel about this. You’re not a burden, and you need to stop treating yourself like one,” he gently scolds as he tucks you close to him, his thumb stroking over the little bundle in his hands as you continue to hide beneath your blanket.
He slowly walks from the bedroom to the living room, and you feel a moment of vertigo as he lowers himself onto the couch. You feel your weight now resting on his chest as he cuddles you close, holding you over his heart. His chest vibrates deeply as he speaks.
“Now then, do you know how I feel when I get to hold you like this all the time?”
You peek out of the blanket just enough to see his eyes watching you with warmth and love. He smiles as he sees you, and he carefully pulls the blanket back just enough to see you a little bit more. He strokes his thumb across the side of your face.
“I feel whole,” he starts with a smile. “I love holding you. I love the way you perfectly fit in one of my hands, or how small you look when you’re sleeping on my chest. I can’t get enough of it, and it worries me that you think holding you bothers me.”
You hide back under the blanket, feeling embarrassed that you had your thoughts on how he saw your relationship so blatantly incorrect. He takes a deep breath, continuing to idly stroke you as he talks quietly.
“Do you remember the first time we met, and how terrified you were?” he asks fondly.
You nod your head in response.
“Every time I hold you now, it’s a reminder of just how much you trust me, and how honored I am that I’ve earned that trust.”
You think back to that day yourself, having been cornered after what was by far the worst day of your life. You thought that once he found you, that was going to be the end, only to instead be treated not like a thing or a pest, but like the tiny person you are. You were carefully calmed down, scooped off of the floor, cradled in their hands, and he began to slowly coax you out of your survival mindset. Once you learned to trust him, you found out very quickly just how soothing it can be to be held by someone so many times bigger than you when you know you’re safe with them.
Just as you had then, you start to feel sleepy as his warmth surrounds you. His heart beating right beneath his chest lulls you into a state of deep calm. You curl inward, letting his massive hands cradle you as you snuggle up in your blanket, feeling his fingers gently tighten around you, making sure you feel protected and secure.
“I promise you, if you can’t sleep without me, then I’ll make sure you never have to. You just relax and let me take care of you.”
You feel his thumb move, sharply inhaling when you feel it gently resting on the side of your face. He carefully holds your head down, making sure you’re hearing his heartbeat loud and clear. You yawn as you soak in his attention and affection, and soon enough, you find yourself drifting off, feeling less guilty and more satisfied knowing that him holding you brings him so much joy and fulfillment.
You two may be incredibly codependent, but the bond you share is unbreakable. He’s made it clear that he’s not upset by it, and now, neither are you.
Omg I've never made a prompt list but I'll do my best! Most of these are going to be giant parental figure and tiny child since that's the most comforting dynamic for me. But feel free to switch things around! Going to try and make this as general for age of the child as well, but some may lean either younger or older depending. Bear with me 😭 Also sorry if these are too detailed for prompts LOL
A human finds themselves abandoned by their family and their village, banished into the woods or to the sea where rumors of man-eating giant creatures reside. Only to be shocked and surprised that the creature they meet is kinder than anyone from their village. Classic, and for a reason. 🙂↕️
A tiny, new to the dynamic with their parental giant (could represent an older sibling as well), tries to stay out of the way as much as possible. Doing difficult homework on their own despite frustration tears, learning to play and entertain themselves when the giant is working at their desk, etc. making themselves even smaller to stay out of the way. The parental giant decides to encourage the tiny to take up space!
A human/tiny without any siblings or many friends finds a friend in a giant that's close to their age (give or take a couple years or so). The size difference doesn't stop the two from having fun, getting into trouble, and growing their friendship!
A human child that lives at home can't fall asleep very well. Ever. Recently, however, the low humming song of a giant in the mountains helps lull them into a peaceful sleep.
An artsy borrower had always been more interested in drawing than borrowing. Whenever they go on missions with their team/family, they can't help but wonder off to find a spare piece of paper and a pen and leave a doodle here and there. One day, however, they find those doodles hanging by magnets on the human's fridge.
Giant finds out the tiny child loves plushies. Cue the pile of giant plushies for the child to giggle at and climb over and sleep upon. CUTE! 😭
Used to being ignored over having nightmares, the tiny child decided not to bother the giant when they awake from one. They turn back over to go to sleep, only to soon feel the slight weight of a hand lay over their form comfortingly. :(((
A general one of a tiny child showcasing their talent/skill to a giant who is MOST encouraging 😭
An older tiny/human child who is used to being The Parent in their family (of which already has actual parents) finds themselves completely overwhelmed and comforted when they meet a giant who treats them as the child they actually are once again, finally feeling unburdened.
And, a favorite of mine, giant parental/sibling figure trying to get through to the tiny, angsty teen who bottles up emotions and rolls their eyes like it's their job. 🙂↕️
I hope those are good! And have some variety! Again I've never made a prompt list but these are a bunch of fun tropes or stories I'd love to read 🙂↕️ and I hope these are of some used to you, Anon! Or to anypony! Feel free to use these without credit but I would love to be tagged if they are used just so I can read them >:]
Additionally if anyone knows of any fics with similar prompts... Give them to me 🫵😃
First of all... I love all of these! Some of them got me foaming at the mouth and gnawing at the bars of my enclosure! You really got some unique/refreshing takes there. Like the one with the doodles hanging on the fridge? If that's not cute I don't know what is qwq
I want to add my two cents as well!
Love the angst the 2nd prompt offers, but I want to offer a glimpse into the future.
This obviously takes some time but what if the tiny child eventually takes up ALL THE SPACE!
Like imagine them going from sitting on the armrest during movie night (or even worse the coffee table because they keep insisting they can see the movie better from there) to sitting on the human's lap/chest/shoulder. Even better when they fall asleep, because we all know what rule applies here.
Or just taking up the entire sofa during the day, their stuff is littered across the whole thing with no space for the human to sit on (not that they mind of course).
Or, also a classic, the tiny child falling asleep on the middle of the human's bed while they were waiting for them to get home from work. Bonus points if the sheets smell like the human and the tiny child associates the scent with safety. And of course the human can't just put them in their own tiny custom-made bed, because they are too afraid of accidentally waking them up, so they go to sleep on the sofa (but not before taking a photo).
I also love when tinies sit next/sneak food from the human's plate during dinner, despite having their own tiny chair and table :)
Meanwhile the human is filled with pride seeing how comfortable their tiny kid has gotten around them and how much they've come to trust them :')
Omg I've never made a prompt list but I'll do my best! Most of these are going to be giant parental figure and tiny child since that's the most comforting dynamic for me. But feel free to switch things around! Going to try and make this as general for age of the child as well, but some may lean either younger or older depending. Bear with me 😭 Also sorry if these are too detailed for prompts LOL
A human finds themselves abandoned by their family and their village, banished into the woods or to the sea where rumors of man-eating giant creatures reside. Only to be shocked and surprised that the creature they meet is kinder than anyone from their village. Classic, and for a reason. 🙂↕️
A tiny, new to the dynamic with their parental giant (could represent an older sibling as well), tries to stay out of the way as much as possible. Doing difficult homework on their own despite frustration tears, learning to play and entertain themselves when the giant is working at their desk, etc. making themselves even smaller to stay out of the way. The parental giant decides to encourage the tiny to take up space!
A human/tiny without any siblings or many friends finds a friend in a giant that's close to their age (give or take a couple years or so). The size difference doesn't stop the two from having fun, getting into trouble, and growing their friendship!
A human child that lives at home can't fall asleep very well. Ever. Recently, however, the low humming song of a giant in the mountains helps lull them into a peaceful sleep.
An artsy borrower had always been more interested in drawing than borrowing. Whenever they go on missions with their team/family, they can't help but wonder off to find a spare piece of paper and a pen and leave a doodle here and there. One day, however, they find those doodles hanging by magnets on the human's fridge.
Giant finds out the tiny child loves plushies. Cue the pile of giant plushies for the child to giggle at and climb over and sleep upon. CUTE! 😭
Used to being ignored over having nightmares, the tiny child decided not to bother the giant when they awake from one. They turn back over to go to sleep, only to soon feel the slight weight of a hand lay over their form comfortingly. :(((
A general one of a tiny child showcasing their talent/skill to a giant who is MOST encouraging 😭
An older tiny/human child who is used to being The Parent in their family (of which already has actual parents) finds themselves completely overwhelmed and comforted when they meet a giant who treats them as the child they actually are once again, finally feeling unburdened.
And, a favorite of mine, giant parental/sibling figure trying to get through to the tiny, angsty teen who bottles up emotions and rolls their eyes like it's their job. 🙂↕️
I hope those are good! And have some variety! Again I've never made a prompt list but these are a bunch of fun tropes or stories I'd love to read 🙂↕️ and I hope these are of some used to you, Anon! Or to anypony! Feel free to use these without credit but I would love to be tagged if they are used just so I can read them >:]
Additionally if anyone knows of any fics with similar prompts... Give them to me 🫵😃
I'm a very tense person. Jaw CLENCHED. Shoulders TENSE. Constantly cracking my stiff neck!
I also can be very sensitive to loud noises.
So I wonder how relaxing and relieving it may be to be cupped completely between the hands of a giant. Maybe there's a bit of added pressure between their hands--not enough to hurt, but enough to let my muscles know that they can chill tf out. Additionally, it would probably block out most all noise (especially depending on how high up I was being lifted) and create just a Peak Sensory Break from everything.
And on top of it all, knowing I was safe in the hold of such a creature larger-than-life... Perhaps it would cure me 🙂↕️
I've realized I've just in general found tall structures really fascinating. Was at the park today and I'm just like ARGH TALL TREE!!! I wish I could climb it (and also wasn't afraid of getting splinters 😔) tall buildings too! It just charges my sense of adventure and whimsy!
I consider myself typically pretty outgoing IRL but when meeting new people I can be awkward and have trouble looking people in the eye 😭
So aside from the initial fear that may come when meeting a giant, after the fact it would then just be a battle of warming up to them and being able to look them in the eye. Their two MASSIVE EYEBALLS. Operation Stare At Forehead is essential. Imagine being cupped in their hands and held up to their face for a conversation. Their eyes able to just see your entire being and it's like oh I'm Being Perceived!!! Meanwhile I can't even stand to look you in One Eye Right Now!
I've seen people post about their G/t fascination "origins" recently and I fear mine may be the most niche of them all...
And it stems from the Christian childrens short film inspired by the book "You Are Special"... I could not express just how much it had a chokehold on me growing up.
Yes the animation is a bit unsettling and Punchinello looks like blond Elijah Wood and Eli looks like Obi-Wan Kanobi but we look past that <3
To be fair the book is visually a lot nicer (and an illustration from it is my PFP here) but I grew up more familiar with this 30 minute short lol. I think it's also why I'm specifically so drawn to familial/parental G/t as well because ugh 😭 comfort and reassurance please and thank you!!!
Watch the main G/t part starting from the timestamp HERE just thru minute 22:32 ! If you want !
life when you actually learn how to treat g/t like a perfectly normal fantasy trope instead of thinking about it as a taboo or something weird or shameful:
talking from actual experience
like
my best friend knows about it and we talk and joke about it often
the d&d campaign we will host in summer will have some g/t in it cuz of worldbuilding and none of the players thought it was weird — they rather thought it was very cool.
so
stop being ashamed and embrace your interests twin 🙌
As a fan of liminal spaces and the backrooms and all of that, I can imagine size differences compared to those spaces going absolutely crazy!!! Imagine being so small and investigating through narrow cracks, finding secret rooms and areas you could have never found if you were any bigger. Or everything being so much smaller than you that you can see the vast scape of whatever insane map (or lack thereof ???) is laid before you--it all making no sense at all, even still. It would just be so cool!!!
Oh!! I'll use this post also to suggest a video game called Superliminal!!! It's got liminal vibes (duh), amazing gameplay and storyline, AND size difference stuff 🙂↕️
Most of the size difference stuff is external--a major part of the gameplay is using perspective to change the size of items to solve puzzles. But there ARE a few moments where YOU as the player have to shrink/grow based on perspective to solve a puzzle!!! And it's SO COOL!!! SO COOL!!! I'll add some pics from the game but I'll put them under the cut for those who want to be completely spoiler free! 😁
(And if you can't afford to get/play the game, Markiplier has played it if you wanna watch!!)
Had a dream last night where I went to a yard sale and the woman there was selling props of big objects that were typically small (for like cosplay) and then realized I had followed her way back in the day on DeviantArt for her G/t fics and was low-key star-struck so that was fun
