It’s gonna be such a good Valentine’s Day for a certain two ocs of mine tomorrow (guess) I can’t WAIT to write g/t fluff again you guys don’t even know ❤️❤️❤️
So hey I thought you might want a little background information before I actually start posting that caged god idea (okay the prologue isn't that good but I promise the rest is) so here you guys go (hopefully I'll edit it enough to actually post this weekend!)
It was said that the great gods that had created the world had disappeared from existence. Nothing more than a whisper floating through the air. Nothing more than a fairytale or even just stories that were made up to explain the bringing of the life that now roams the land. In the old tales, or at least the one my mother would read to me by the fireplace, were that the gods had abandoned us. They had seen how treacherous and greedy their creations had become and left, never to be seen again.
Although they were tales of old, there were still a few brave souls who were determined to find anything that the gods might have left behind other than their empty, sacred grounds. Even if nothing other than the few statues and mountainous empty palaces remained, people still had hope that the gods would return one day to retrieve those that were deemed worthy. And as the saying goes “those deemed faithful would climb onto their hand and join them in their new world.”
To me, it was just a silly old legend. One that had been passed around and changed over the ages. It’s been far over millennia since the gods had even been said to roam the Earth. That didn’t necessarily mean I didn't believe in them. There was proof, and that was all that I needed. I was one of those people that was determined to find out what really happened to the gods. History was a funny thing. It’s written by the winners. If there was one thing I know, it’s that the gods didn’t just leave their creation to rot and succumb to their greed and misery. Something else had to have happened, and I was determined to undermine that truth no matter how disgusting or cruel it came to be.
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And again this is just the prologue for some background information and nothing official just yet but hopefully I can edit a little more this weekend and post the first chapter soon! (warning: there is a crap ton of world building because I have no idea what possessed me)
Would anyone be interested in an angsty/fearplay story where the human accidentally stumbles upon a giant sleeping god that's been caged and kept prisoner for centuries? Just me?
me, day 1 of being out in the woods with nothing but my cutest outfit and a love for giants, gradually getting hypothermia, like totally just succumbing to the elements, but refusing to go home because all the g/t stories i read when i was like 12 taught me that if i have a near death experience in the woods then a scary but gentle giant will find me and rescue me and nurture me back to health and we’d fall in love:
Yeah so since I’m in another really bad writing block, I’m gonna let my ocs answer some questions/interactions for them- (also because this is the art style that I can continuously draw without it looking too bad so-)
Basically whatever you ask they’ll answer instead of me! Or if you wanna interact with them ofc you can! This is just for fun but please nothing bad or anything like that 💔 Also it’ll only be these four until I decide to add another two (maybe)
Sooo what do you think Ryker and Nathan's lives will be like in four or five years?
They’d be happier than ever, do literally everything together, they get married what who said that whatttt, and pretty much just live out their lives. Neither of them would have any problems with anything except on the few select days when they enter a depressed stage but they have each other and they’re happy ❤️
As per the update post, asks are back on to be answered!
(Just as I said on the post, asks will mostly focus on the characters currently known as we're taking a break from the main story, so ask what you'd like to know from them! Hopefully this gets things slowly running again, though nothing too big that I'll promise 🙏)
I had one idea, and then changed it because I really wanted to write a drunk giant. So here we are now and I had a lot of fun with this one with a little bit of fearplay and fluff
Word Count: 1.4k
CW: none
It was nice outside. Or at least that’s what it looked like from the windowsill. Kieran was at work, but I knew he would be home soon. The sun was already setting with dark, heavy storm clouds brewing above. He was usually back before dinner. He took the liberty of leaving out some fruits for me along with some cheese and a few other things. I couldn’t be happier that he was helping me out, but my only worry was that I would lose my touch. Not that I was the best borrower around, but I do think I was pretty good to have survived for so long. Kieran had already known I was here from the very first day and it wasn’t my fault. He was just too vigilant.
A familiar car I recognized stopped in front of the house. I smiled and hurried to climb back down onto the kitchen counter to greet Kieran. Thunder roared through the air, but I wasn’t so worried about storms anymore. It was still a little scary, but at least this time I could freely move around the house without caring if Kieran would see me or not. I really did like the freedom he gave me.
I waited anxiously on the counter, fidgeting with the strap of my bag. Kieran usually came back exhausted but still managed to make enough time to take care of me. I was grateful, don't get me wrong, but I was nearly a hundred percent sure that I would be able to take care of myself even if he didn’t leave out food. I wasn’t having much trouble before he moved in anyway. Kieran should really get more sleep anyway.
The door creaked open, and Kieran walked in carrying two large glass bottles of something that had tiny bubbles in it and was foaming a little bit at the very top. He had bags under his eyes as he walked and closed the door behind him and set his bag down by the door, carrying two glass bottles to the kitchen. It made an annoying sound when they clanked together, but I was more confused about what he brought home.
“Hey.” I walked closer to where Kieran placed the bottles down, giggling at my awkward reflection. Kieran just sighed in response and walked off to his room. My heart skipped a beat, wondering if I had somehow done something wrong. Maybe he was getting tired of me greeting him? I guess after working all day it would make sense. He hated being around people and that’s basically his entire job. Kind of ironic.
I sat down by the bottles, waiting a little longer before he came out wearing an oversized hoodie with a creepy-looking skeleton on it and baggy sweatpants to match with it. Kieran yawned and rubbed his eyes, pausing in front of the counter, glancing at me from the corner of his eye before grabbing one of the bottles. He cracked open the lid like it was nothing and poured some of whatever was in the bottle into the lid.
“I need a break.” He placed the bottle cap beside me and grabbed a small glass cup, pouring some for himself and drinking it in one gulp. He sucked in a sharp breath before pouring some more into the glass and brought his head back, downing another glass. Was it… soda? Or.. something?
I tilted my head while I crawled towards the bottle cap and sniffed it. It smelled like apples. Maybe it was like fruit juice or something? I carefully placed the bottle cap in my lap and brought it close to my face, taking a small sip. It was… interesting to say the least. I spat it out, trying to get the weird taste out of my mouth. Somehow, it made my mouth feel so dry. I didn’t like it.
When I shoved the bottle cap away and looked back up, Kieran was already drinking another glass and finally pushed the bottle away, groaning as he held his head. My eyes went wide, wondering what this stuff was. It didn’t taste anything like a fruit punch. I had spat out what I sipped, but it still didn’t do anything to stop my head from spinning just slightly.
“Kieran?” I asked, a little worried about how much he’s already had. I’m sure it worked differently for him because he was big, but still. At some point this can’t be good for him.
He groaned again, banging his head on the counter. I jumped at how close he was, backing away. Kieran turned his head slightly, his eyes glaring straight at me. I saw my own reflection in his eyes. My heart did a flip, my chest heaving up and down. What was I supposed to do in this situation?
It was dark outside. There were flashes of light outside as thunder churned above. Light rain hit the roof that steadily grew stronger. Then there was Kieran who was doing something to himself that I don’t think I could help with.
Kieran lifted himself, placing his hands on the counter to steady himself before pouring another glass. Some spilled, but one of the bottles was already nearly empty. I wasn’t sure whether to be scared or more concerned for Kieran.
“Mmm… don’t like it?” His words were nearly slurred as he reached quickly for the bottle cap beside me and sighed, throwing it away and leaning over the trash can for a second before holding his head and taking deep breaths, “Maybe it was too much.” He hissed and dragged a stool from the kitchen island to the counter, keeping his head low.
It was quiet except for the sound of heavy rain hitting the roof. My attention would always shift from Kieran back to the window that flashed light now and then from the lighting. It wasn’t long before Kieran focused his attention back on me and decided that it would be fun to grab me.
Not like a death-grip in his fist, but it was still scary because he’s never just grabbed me like this before. I was dangling far from the counter now as Kieran did his best to stand up straight. I grabbed on tightly to his thumb that was pressed surprisingly gently against my chest in an attempt to make sure I wouldn’t fall.
“So sssmall.” His words became slurred, and then he was walking over the couch. I squeaked, my heart racing as he lay down and placed me on his chest. His face was red and he was extremely warm. Was he okay? Why was he acting like this? It was kind of freaking me out if I were being honest. I kicked at his fingers to let me go, but it was no use. It felt like when I had somehow tangled myself in my own string a while back. It felt trapping. I wasn’t sure if I liked it.
“Why d’you keep hangin’ out with me?” His words were slurred together and it was hard to understand, but I still got the message. The grip around my chest tightened, a surge of panic rising as I struggled to answer with how scared I was. He wasn’t his usual careful self. Kieran doesn’t ever try to reach for me or hold me against my will like this. What’s going on?
“K-Kieran!” I coughed for air, kicking at his fingers. Kieran mumbled something that I couldn’t catch before loosening his grip a little. He laughed and held me close like a hug as a few tears escaped his eyes. My eyes grew wide. Oh, it was just like that night a while back. It was a bad day, wasn’t it?
I bit the bottom of my lip as he continued to hug me, his heartbeat shaking my entire body.
“I like takin’ care of you. Like a little brother.” He smiled even though there were tears on his face, his eyes closed and they didn’t look like they would be opening anytime soon. Especially with how comfy he made himself. I struggled to escape from under his hand, taking in as much air as possible before staring at Kieran who was passed out with a pained expression on his face. Although it wouldn’t be bad to stay with him, I don’t think I entirely trusted him like this. It was only for a short while, thankfully, but still. There was no telling what else he could do if he wasn’t already tired.
I silently climbed down, careful not to wake Kieran up as I hurried back to my home in the walls, feeling tired myself. The storm was still brewing outside, but the sound of rain this time was oddly peaceful. I smiled to myself. Little brother?
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yes they think of each other as brothers in every universe including their original one. Kieran absolutely loves taking care of Devon but he’ll never admit it- I had fun with this one a little bit even if it’s fast paced but that’s okay ❤️
Edit: for some reason tags aren’t working for this post either
I had a spookier idea for this so fearplay it is. Also I’m not late at all. Whoever told you that is a liar.
From this prompt list!
Word Count: 1.1k
CW: death mentioned, broken bone
My muscles ached. My chest burned, and my face and fingers were numb from the cold air. My legs were tired from running, but I couldn’t stop running. Not while that monster was after me. My chest heaved, my vision darkening in the corners. It seemed that the only thing that was keeping me from collapsing from exhaustion was the will to live. The adrenaline coursing through my veins was possibly enough to keep me awake for three days straight. The sense of urgency as the forest ground betrayed me with every step I took, threatening to trip me.
Tears stung my eyes as I continued to run, not daring to look back. My heart hammered against my chest, and all my senses were on edge to make sure that the monster wasn’t anywhere close. I shouldn’t have let my guard down. I shouldn’t have decided that these woods were safe. Where the trees were crooked and most of them were dead, or a few still had a few leaves left on them. They were larger than others, and the entire place just gave an eerie feeling to it. The second I had stepped into the forest, I knew that it was wrong. I’d heard the stories of a beast living here, but hadn’t thought they were true. I should’ve listened to myself.
I coughed for air, my pace slowing a little. The trees seemed to get closer and closer, stretching higher and higher, becoming even more narrow to run through. Every stride I took, I would nearly trip over the root of a tree or a small hole. I had to get out of here. Run until it wouldn’t be able to catch me.
“You’re fast for a human.” A taunting voice echoed, and only then did I notice the big, looming shadow that was easily following me from the treeline. Crawling on all fours, though they appeared nearly entirely human besides the dragon-like wings and long, twisted horns protruding from their head. Their glowing eyes were all I could make out, but that was enough to send my skin crawling. I was going to die if I couldn’t get out of here.
I picked up the pace, watching as the monster picked theirs up too. They could’ve easily killed me by now. I had thought that maybe they were just scaring me to let me go, but then I thought, “They’re just toying with me.” And that was exactly what was happening. My leg was already limping from the past time of being mishandled by the creature. I was lucky I was able to get out of that one, but maybe not so lucky now.
There were echoes all around me, telling me to leave. To run faster. But I couldn’t push my body anymore. My muscles were already strained and my lungs felt like they were on fire. I was already choking on my breath. It had seemed like the end for me.
It wasn’t long before I finally collapsed, tripping over a root of a tree and gasping for air. Suddenly, the glowing eyes stopped, their pupils dilating before crawling out from their hiding spot. Even if my vision was darkening, I could still see the terrifying monster tower above the trees, even while crawling on all four of its limbs. Its wings were tucked back, tail swishing around, careful to avoid the nearby trees even as it hit its branches that stretched out like hands. They huffed, sitting in front of me, a whine escaping from them.
“It’s over already?” They complained. Keep running. The voice in my head whispered. I reached a hand out, trying my hardest to pick my body back up. But there was no more strength left in me. I was only able to pull my chin up above the ground a few inches before collapsing from exhaustion again. I groaned, spitting out some leaves that were in my mouth and heaving for air. My face stung, the tips of my fingers were red. My body was cold. So cold. It was nearly impossible to get warmer in this cold. I couldn’t even wrap around myself. My hands were shivering, but I was still watching the giant figure lean down. Their warmth breath engulfed me, and at that moment, I wanted nothing more than to be as close to them as possible. If he wasn’t going to kill me right away, then I’d take the risk. I’d rather die quick and painless from the monster rather than let the cold slowly eat away at my will to live.
“Hm. I guess the hunt is over then. What a shame. I was having some fun. You’re a tricky one to catch.” The monster chuckled while shrugging their shoulders, stretching their clawed hand out to grab me. Panic surged through me, making me finally push myself back up onto shaky legs and barely make it a few feet away before collapsing again. I cried out in pain, a burning sensation making its way up my leg. When I peered back with tear-stained cheeks, my eyes widened at the sight of my ankle facing the opposite way it was supposed to.
I sniffled and tried to reach for it, but the pain was too much. Black dots started to fill my vision and it hurt too much to even think about moving anymore. The monster leaned down again, its dilated pupils scanning my injury with an expression that wasn’t a smile or an evil smirk. I couldn’t tell from my angle.
“This won’t do.” The monster announced, its clawed hand slowly wrapping around my frame. Fingers taller than I encased me in warmth. Warmth that I wasn’t sure was good or bad, but it didn’t matter when it came down to it. I snuggled closer, taking in as much as I could before anything bad could happen. My chest burned from the cold air, but at least it wasn’t on the verge of collapsing anymore.
I flinched when something touched my back, and groaned when I was flipped from the side of my stomach to my back. I was now facing the moon that offered so little light, and was not staring at the face of the person who was going to kill me. Though there was no animosity in their eyes anymore. “I pushed you too hard, hm?” He grumbled, tilting his head and waiting for a reply, but I could barely even breathe for myself.
Instead of replying, I let myself go, finally closing my eyes and hoping that I would wake up tomorrow either alive or peacefully dead in the hands of this monster.
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I don’t think I’ll continue this unless I think there’s another prompt I can do with these two unnamed ocs. No tinies were truly harmed in the making of this 🙏
Anyways the big monster guy doesn’t actually wanna hurt anyone he’s just really scary and wants someone to talk and hang out with even if he pushes them too hard- mmm yes playful giants my beloved ❤️
Edit: None of the tags are working for this post so that's great but that's okay because at least I did it
I had no idea what to write so I'm very sorry because this isn't not my best writing- Also I love Halloween
From this prompt list!
Word Count: 1.2k
CW: Fake blood mentioned
Kieran had decorated his entire house. Where there were once blank, white walls, there were now spiderwebs with orange and yellow lights. At the end of the hall was a terrifying figure dressed in a suit with no head, holding a carved-out pumpkin in one hand. There were bats hanging from the ceiling. Several posters hung on the walls that I had watched Kieran make and spend hours on. They all looked so amazing. There was also a giant spider in the corner that looked much too realistic for my liking. Kieran had also spent hours outside placing other decorations. When I looked out the window, there were just grey stone-looking props outside, along with yellow tape and what I could only guess was fake blood splattered all over the grass he painted over to look dead. It’s not that I was scared of all the huge and scary decorations he was putting up, it just made me a little uncomfortable that he was doing all of this and I had no idea what for.
I had just watched as Kieran worked for hours on end as he had decorated his house. The previous owners decorated it kind of like this except with a tree in the corner of the room instead of a giant skin-crawling spider and with a lot more colorful and cheerful colors. They never did anything like this before. The entire atmosphere here had somehow changed. Kieran was usually calm and collected except when he was angry or upset about something, but now he seemed a lot happier. He would complain about the weather getting cooler, but that was it. He wasn’t that upset after coming back home from work, and he seemed a lot more comfortable in his own house. Heck, Kieran was even more talkative around me instead of just letting me ramble or ask him questions.
So, it was only right of me to ask why he was so happy lately. I was watching Kieran stitch up something made of black cloth. His room was warm and the only thing that gave him light was the orange and purple lights he had hanging up and the lamp on his desk. I sat on a small pile of books away from his work so I wasn’t in the way, just watching. I had my own little set up on his desk since we both spent a lot of time here, even if I was still wary about being in his room. It felt like an invasion of privacy.
“What are you so excited about?” I wrapped myself in a blanket he had made for me. It was huge, but it kept me amazingly warm. He paused his stitching for a minute and glanced at me, his face twisting into confusion before smiling and going back to his stitching.
“It’s Halloween. Y’know, like when people dress up in costumes and go out to other people's houses and… ask for… candy.” He stopped what he was doing and stared at me. I laughed nervously and rubbed my arms together.
“I’m… an idiot. Sorry.” He sighed, stitching up the last tiny part of whatever he was making and biting down on the string, and tugged on it, splitting it in half as he worked to refine the stitches and smirked as he held up the finished product to himself. He nodded as if pleased with his work and stood up, draping it over himself.
My eyes went wide, admiring the clothing he’s been working on. It was like a long suit with white and black stripes with a skull as the piece in the middle of the undershirt. The clothes he could make were amazing. I was even wearing the sweater with a very strange pumpkin cutout. I couldn’t blame him, it must be hard even making clothes for someone so small compared to him.
He turned to me and twirled his finger around. I picked my head up and quickly turned around with my back facing him. Was he going to wear it? I kind of wanted to see what he was making, but if it was like the other decorations he had put up, then I had to hope that they weren’t as creepy.
“Okay, tell me what you think about my costume.” I turned back around, my eyes going wide. Well, at least it wasn’t too scary. Still, I couldn’t even tell it was him. He was wearing the suit he had just finished stitching up. The sleeves were long but seemed to also somehow fit him perfectly at the same time. In the few minutes he had me turn around, he somehow painted his entire face white made a creepy looking smile and drew bones that were in his hands. He wore eyeliner that somehow pulled the entire look together.
“U-um. What are you… supposed to be?” He questioned. He stared at me like I was crazy. Like I had somehow said something to offend him.
“I don’t have the full outfit on yet, but you can’t tell me you’ve never seen The Nightmare Before Christmas. Jack Skellington? The Pumpkin King? Oogie Boogie? Sally?” Kieran questioned, but I have no idea what he was on about. I tilted my head, and his mouth flew open in one fluid movement. Before I even knew it, he was offering his hand to get on to. I clumsily stood up and grabbed my bag and blanket before scrambling on. My heart hammered a little bit, wondering what was going on.
“You're laughing now but prepare to have your mind blown by possibly the greatest Halloween Christmas movie ever.” He smirked and let me down onto the arm of the couch when we walked in.
Kieran walked out of the room and came back wearing a sweater with a character he kind of looked like while he was dressed up and sweatpants. I waited patiently for him to come back, nervously fidgeting with my bag before he came back with a bowl of popcorn and another bag that was filled with red gummy bears. Candy? I’ve never had much of it. I don’t even remember what it tastes like.
Kieran quickly put on the movie he was talking about and handed me a piece of a gummy he had made smaller for me. I gripped it, a little taken off by the weird smell, but took a small bite expecting it to be sweet. Instead, it was the complete opposite. I spat it out immediately, jumping up and trying to get as far away from the spicy gummy as I possibly could. What was that? I tried to get the disgusting taste out of my mouth, ignoring the booming laughter above. My eyes were watery from the spice and I wasn’t sure what I could do about that, but at least the taste was out of my mouth.
I glared up at Kieran who had already cleaned up the mess, sticking my tongue out at him. He rolled his eyes, “Okay, pipsqueak, whatever you say.”
I crossed my arms and sat down, watching the movie. Kieran placed a few popcorn pieces in front of me and leaned against the arm chair I was on, but I was already used to it. I’d get him back for that. Who even makes spicy candy anyway?
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I want everyone to know that Kieran would go all out for Halloween if he could. I’m talking like realistic and like really scary to where he’d make kids cry with how he looks because it’s so realistic. Meanwhile Devon would have an inflatable dinosaur costume. Just needed to share that with everyone-
So uhhh I will hopefully not give up halfway this time around 🙏 and I do plan on finishing oc stories for anyone who gave me theirs (I just haven’t found time to and I literally whipped this up in 40 minutes) so don’t worry-
Can you tell us a bit about the characters of your book?
Ah of course! (This makes me so happy you have no idea)
Okay so we have 8 main characters that get introduced slowly throughout the book (minus the few other side characters that play a big role of course) also I’m sorry for the lack of information because I don’t want to reveal too much so a lot of it is just basic stuff and maybe some backstory if it’s been introduced by the character themselves close to the beginning so here we go:
So we have Audra, a brave and independent princess. She loves to read about history and other books about old magic. She's a very outgoing person and speaks her mind even if it'll get her in trouble. She's also not allowed to leave her kingdom's walls due to the war that's been going on for quite some time.
Cielo is a knight who lost his arm a very long time ago. He's a very fluid guy. He can be stoic and harsh at times, but the next time you see him he could be joking around with other people. He's usually laid back unless he's on a mission and doesn't ask very many questions about his duties because he loves what he does by protecting his kingdom. Although he is no longer the King's Sword, he has been entrusted to watch over the princess (Audra) and even if he's saddened by the loss of his sword-wielding abilities, he grows used to it.
Kai is a fairy disguised as a human (Yes I can say this without giving out any spoilers don't worry). She's sort of like the person who looks like a cinnamon roll but will possibly tear your face off depending on how you treat her or her few human friends that have taken her in after a very grueling time living on her own. (And of course fairies have a power that best suits them and I can't say anything further)
Nereus is a little orphaned kid who was raised by the coast. Now, the people of his kingdom were raised and trained to be sea monster hunters. He has no idea what it's like to be in war even though their entire land is in the middle of one, but he wants nothing more than to serve his kingdom and become a sea monster hunter. He's brave and strong, and confident, but he's still just a kid. He's my sunshine character of course.
Noa is a giant who's been imprisoned for most of his life. He's the crazy one really. I mean, he's been tortured and drained for most of his life, who wouldn't be? He's also extremely full of vengeance, sarcasm, and full of harmless and harmful threats depending on who you are.
Raiden is just a silly guy. He's one for making jokes, a prankster, doesn't take anything seriously despite being a part of a war. He's compassionate despite his funny demeanor. And he'd do anything to stop the war. (Really bad explanation BUT I CANT SAY ANYTHING ELSE)
Atlas is- [REDACTED] 😁
Caspian is a sea monster (leviathan based) and tbh I literally can’t say anything else about him other than that he's just a little depressed middle-aged man that keeps mostly to himself. (Oooo insert really cool and depressing backstory)
And of course the amazing side characters! But I'll leave the rest for you all to read when I can get this published which will hopefully be before the end of next year! (Hopefully)
So I hope that this was enough information for now (because I literally can only share much without giving spoilers about characters because of a wonderful thing called character development) and if you want a little bit more about my characters just check out my tiktok where I post about my book right here!
Thank you for the ask anon! It really means a lot that people are actually interested :)
I'd love to answer more questions about my upcoming book! Or if you have anything you'd like me to post about on my tiktok please let me know too!
What if I had been working on a secret “gt” book? Well, I have been! I’ve officially finished the first draft of this “gt” book I’ve been working on and do plan on getting it published in less than a year. Also it’s not like a short book either, I mean that I have all of it planned out throughout several books already so it’s going to be good (at least I hope so) 😁
I’ve been working on this “project” for nearly 2 years, and it’s finally almost done! I’m very proud of what I’ve written (because, yes, I’m capable of writing a lot better than I do on here-), and I’d like to share it all with you! I’m just currently working on edits before sending it of for official editing and publishing ❤️
The entire reason I’m sharing this is because you all are amazing and I’d like to thank everyone who’s enjoyed what I’ve written so far :) (also because the book has TONS of gt elements because yes I needed to add it in there-)
But on a more serious note, I’ve actually made a TikTok account where I post all updates about the book and characters! And I just needed to share it here at some point, especially since I’m so close to finishing what I’ve been making :) Again, this has been a dream of mine since I was a kid and I can’t believe that I’m nearly there! Thank you all again ❤️
And here’s my TikTok account if you want sooner updates for this book because it has literally everything on it :D
I know I should be working on writing other things with my time rn but oh well this has me in a chokehold
A size shifter who’s usually the funny and goofy one in a friend group. They’re the ones teasing and messing around with everyone and usually cool-headed. They’ve kept this secret hidden for their entire lives and have learned to control it and all though just so they could live a normal life
Maybe they’ve been acting off lately, or something was happening at home or school. Their friends ask if they were okay, pushing and pushing them to answer as they remain quiet, trying to stay calm, and then they just crack. Their usual unserious self is now in a full breakdown, not in control of themselves. They try to get away before anything happens but it’s too late, and they’ve already exposed their secret. Now all they want to do is stay away so they don’t hurt their friends who are already the size of one of their fingers. Maybe on accident they accidentally hurt one of their friends in the process and it makes everything worse
Their friends are trying to get them to calm down and tell them that it’s okay. Everything was going to be okay. But all the size shifter friend could think about it how they’ve already hurt someone that they’ve cared about for a long time. That they’ve done the one thing that they were afraid of. They can’t forgive themselves for that. They think their friends are scared when all they want to do is make their troubled friend feel better.
Eventually they do talk it out but the size-shifter friend is now more cautious around them even though their friends have explained that everything was okay between each other. They can’t forgive themselves for happened and they can’t apologize enough for hurting one of their friends, but they’re just grateful that they’re alive and well.
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This was just an idea I’ve had for a while and idk I just feel like size-shifters need more attention. Especially if they’re trying to keep it a secret- I also love emotional size shifting so much
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