Is there a Giant!Jacob AU that you are doing with NeontheWrite and can we hear more about it from you?? :0
Sure thing!
This came up in a recent prompt from Neon, definitely check it and their blog out!
What I can say for certain is that our iteration of giant Jacob is not exactly happy, as one can probably tell from the linked prompt. Sometimes as writers, you just have to beat up your own bois, as we've also seen in the Sad Oscar AU that @neonthewrite also created. In our story, it's poor Jacob's turn to be far from home, stuck being very very big and with nowhere to go.
I suppose the question becomes, who would have the resources and drive to turn the literal biggest marshmallow into a war machine?
(Stay tuned for more info, as you are not the only person asking about the boi ^^)
This AU version of Jacob still has roughly the same backstory as usual. Son of Greek immigrant parents, lived in Carlisle, Iowa. His father died when he was 8 years old and his mother didn’t remarry until he was 16. He’s an avid outdoorsman and is very good at roughing it, a skill which came in handy once he took up residence in Lilliput.
His memories of how he shipwrecked in the first place are very hazy. The next thing he knew, really, was waking up to find a tiny little person on him. True to Jacob fashion, he was grabby; he’s often grabby when he encounters tiny folk. Once it really sank in that he wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon, Chase sort of became his guide and his anchor. It’s kinda scary to be lost in a strange land, but he has a buddy so he’s okay!
The little folk of Lilliput tend to be very fussy. They’re full of energy and a willingness to scold him or boss him around, and Jacob finds this very amusing. He prefers it to them being scared of him, so he tends to go along with what they say without much argument. He lets Chase think that he’s the one who tamed the giant.
He’s been working on getting the local livestock used to him. A lot of cows have learned that he’s pretty good at giving them scritches, and he very rarely tries to lift them up, so they’re learning. The sheep are more skittish, but he has high hopes. Goats never cared how big he was.
It does bother him sometimes that he has no clue how to get home. He does his best not to let that show when the feeling comes up, since he doesn’t want his small friends to worry. They can’t do something about it any more than he can.
Out in the natural beauty of the Sylvan Lake State Park, a camper’s gone missing and is presumed dead at the same time as rumors about a honest-to-god giant appearing in the forest to stalk hikers and hunters crop up. Sam and Dean will need to unravel the mystery and keep their wits about them to solve this case.
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Jacob Andris, Bobby Singer
This is my entry for the contest @brothersapart is running.
Here we have the AU Lounge, where the characters from six AUs are currently hanging out together: Brothers Found, Brothers Adopted, Brothers Asunder, Brothers Lost, Brothers Consulted, and the Giant Jacob Story (technically not a BAAU, but who could resist the huge dork?).
On Giant Jacob’s shoulder is “his” Sam, and their Dean is the one leaning against the wall. Brothers Lost Jacob is chatting with his Giant self, while Brothers Asunder Jacob is with the Deans from Brothers Adopted and Brothers Found, “his” Bowman flying around him. Brothers Adopted Sam and Jacob are on their Dean’s shoulders, and Brothers Found Sam is on his Dean’s head, feeling tall. Brothers Found Bowman is flying near Giant Jacob’s head. His own Jacob is extra little at the moment, and he’s not sure which extreme is weirder.
Meanwhile, Sherlock is perched thoughtfully on the one couch, and John has found tea and biscuits, which he is sharing with Oscar (from Brothers Adopted) and the littlest Jacob (from Brothers Found). (You’d better believe that there’s a cookie in Oscar’s bag now, too!) Brothers Lost Sam and Dean are hiding under John’s table. The Brothers Consulted are around somewhere, though not visible, as is Spritely Sam from Brothers Asunder (he’s probably trying to find some plants – the Bowmans keep complaining about all the corners).
Can you give us more lore??? or at least an idea of what you guys have in mind??? :0
Yes indeedy! I've addressed this in this ask as well, but you've asked as well, I suppose I can speak a little further on it.
Lore-wise, this collab is a crossover of sorts. The meeting of @neonthewrite's Wellwood universe and another that I've written for previously. Poor guy is lost and alone, but he's caught someone's eye.
For better or worse.
As a treat, here's just a lil snippet into what we have written for this so far!
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He’d been walking for what felt like hours. He would run, but waist-high trees grew too closely together for him to risk it. They surrounded him like a sea, with fog drifting over them like foam.
His footsteps shook the ground. He’d already scared up many flocks of birds, all shrieking and cawing at him for daring to disturb their rest among the branches. They were like flies and gnats to him.
Everywhere he looked, the world was in miniature. Jacob had to watch his steps to make sure he didn’t destroy a shed or a car down below. His boots were sturdy. Instead of feeling resistance from any boulders sticking out of the ground, he simply drove them deeper when he walked over them.
The world hadn’t become miniature, as much as he tried to tell himself that. Jacob was a giant. A real, earth-shaking giant.
August 27th is the specific day, but since I didn't want to deal with whether or not the Lilliputian calendar is the same, I handwaved it a bit here. My boy is getting older; I'm really proud of how far the character has come since I first created him. He's seen some crazy adventures in his original story as well as the many AUs I've tossed him into. I decided to use this cute AU to give him a nice birthday, since a lot of the other stories can get kinda sad for him at times. This one is all cutes.
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Chase in Lilliput Tag for Desktop
Jacob relaxed against a hillside outside a miniature city. No matter how long it had been since he’d washed up on the shores of Lilliput, no matter how many times people insisted he was the giant there, he couldn’t help but think of it that way. To him, Lilliput and its denizens were tiny, all barely the size of a finger compared to him. He couldn’t even fit a hand in the doors of their homes (not that he’d tried that more than once).
He’d already been scolded once or twice by the people in charge. He wasn’t supposed to wander into the city itself without a chaperone, and even then only in less crowded areas. Since they were active all the time, those times were very rare.
In the back of his mind, Jacob was aware that he could go into town whenever he wanted. He could use their many roads as a footpath to any destination within the city. They couldn’t stop him from doing so.
He didn’t want to make them see him that way.
He’d been accepted in Lilliput. Considering how easily they could have sent him away, or worse, attacked him, he wanted to stay on their good side. As much as he could, anyway.
So, while a festival celebrating the late summer harvests went on in the main avenue of the city, Jacob waited outside. From a hillside that belonged to one of the farmers that didn’t mind him wandering on their land, he had a good view of things. Banners of all colors were hung from the eaves of many buildings, and long flags billowed in a gentle breeze. The cries of street vendors clamored for attention, and people laughed and talked at the various games and booths that absolutely clogged the streets.
He smiled faintly as someone set off a firework early. A few small sparks of colored flame shot high into the sky, clearing many roofs, but not shining as brightly as they would come sundown. Shortly after, someone could be heard on a megaphone reminding the crowds that the show wasn’t starting yet.
The sounds of people enjoying the festival mixed in with the inviting smells of the food offered at various booths. Jacob wondered idly if any of the livestock he’d helped look after or crops he’d helped carry had gone into those street food offerings; his odd jobs so far had taken him all over the outskirts of town.
He’d offered to help set up for the festival. Chase, his first friend in Lilliput and possibly the single reason everyone had accepted him, had tried to convince the authorities to let him in on it.
In the end, it was decided that it’d be safest to let the normal crews set everything up. Walking among the city’s buildings was one thing, but putting up booths and a stage would risk him knocking into something.
He’d already bumped into a few things once or twice since his arrival. Surprisingly, though they were normally timid and hid from him at the first sign of his shadow, the Lilliputians had no qualms at all about scolding Jacob for such things. He always made sure to be contrite for them; if they were going to be brave enough to yell at him, they’d earned his respect.
After watching the preparations for days leading up to the event, he was glad to finally see what the fuss was all about. Chase and his family, the Lisongs, had been preparing their livestock for weeks even before Jacob arrived. They were somewhere among the food booths, selling cheese and milk fresh off the farm. Chase’s sister, Minnie, had taken a few of the lambs to a petting zoo. They were all keeping busy.
It left Jacob to figure out for himself where he might settle down for the night. There would be a fireworks show later, and more music and dancing he might be able to see if he stood at the right angle.
He liked his hillside. Some of the cows hadn’t even lumbered away from him, instead settling in the shade he created with his giant shadow. A lot of the skittish animals were getting used to him the more he was around.
Closer to evening, many of the cows made lazy efforts to get up and wander towards their barn. Jacob was nudging at one of the stragglers when he noticed movement further down the hill. He turned the cow towards the others in hope she’d follow, and then looked down to see who approached.
A grin broke over his face and he sat up. Chase, a tiny figure especially among the tall grass, waved up at him with one hand while the other secured the pack on his back. “Hey!” he yelled, having no problem projecting his voice despite his size.
It was one of the nice constants of life in Lilliput. He’d never miss his buddy talking.
“What’re you doing away from the booth?” Jacob greeted. As he spoke, he lowered a hand to the ground. Chase hurried the last few steps to scramble up onto it, tossing his backpack onto Jacob’s palm. “I recall you getting the third degree for even suggesting you’d skip it this year.”
Chase snickered as he settled himself down on the hand. Then, patting the nearby thumb, he let Jacob know he was ready. “Yeah, it took some convincing. Mom said I’d be in for extra chores for this one, but dude. I’m not gonna make you sit out of the festival all on your own!”
Jacob lifted Chase with well-practiced care, and his smile softened. “Aww, gee, Chase. You really do care,” he teased, nudging at the little guy’s shoulder. “I don’t mind watching everything from out here.”
Chase shoved his finger away, with just-as-practiced exasperation. “Course I care, giant,” he said. “‘Specially since you mentioned you got a birthday sometime in late summer. I remember shit!”
Jacob raised his eyebrows, but didn’t have a chance to ask any more as Chase determinedly began to rummage through his loaded pack. Despite the teasing, he was curious, and lifted his hand closer to his face to watch as Chase produced several cloth wrapped bundles from the bag, setting them out on Jacob’s palm like he was on a picnic.
“... Chase, what’s all this stuff?” Jacob asked, curling his thumb down in preparation to nudge at one of the bundles.
Chase slapped at the thumb that outsized him to keep it away. “Hey, wait a second!” he griped. “Don’t squash stuff before I get a chance to even unwrap it!”
That said, he pushed his pack aside once it was emptied, and set to unwrapping the cloth. One bundle revealed a large, round loaf of bread with a pattern crosshatched into the top. Another showed a soft roll of white goat cheese. There was also a block of what looked like cheddar, and a tub of a faintly-pink stuff that must be cream cheese.
In other words, some of the premium offerings from the Lisong’s food stand, as well as the bread to pair with it.
“Dude, you didn’t steal this, did you?” Jacob asked, squinting at the tiny food offerings. It would be enough for a filling brunch for five or six lilliputians.
Chase gave him a flat look. “You have no appreciation for the things I do,” he said, before breaking into his mischievous grin again. “It’s not stealing if it’s from my own stuff. And I paid for the bread. I didn’t want to risk carrying a cake up here so you get bread and cream cheese. Happy birthday, Jacob. Hope you like it.”
Jacob scanned the offerings again, his grin brightening. Then, he nudged at Chase’s shoulder. “It’s great, Chase. Thanks for bringing that out for me.”
The words barely left his mouth before there was a loud series of bangs from somewhere in town, and they both turned to look. Firecrackers exploded in an open space in the street, throwing smoke into the evening air. Lilliputian kids laughed, then ran as the adults took chase after them for setting off more fireworks before the show. Once again, someone was on the megaphone to stem any confusion about the schedule for the evening.
Chase snickered and turned back to the food. As he started to spread huge amounts of cream cheese onto the bread, he finally replied. “It’s no trouble, man. Besides. The show’s gotta be way more fun from up here anyway.”
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I really want a bagel now.
If you'd like to see the original story featuring Jacob and Chase in a physical book form, you can check that out here!
How much bigger would be Dragon!Dean would be compared to giant!Jacob
I had to get some figures from @wolfie180g for this, since Dragon!Dean is in their personal playground.
Let’s see… When Jacob’s a giant, he stands about 122 feet tall (19x his usual 6′5″).
Dragon Dean will end up reaching about 50 feet from the ground to his head. 30 feet tall in the chest (measured like a horse). Wingtip to wingtip, he’ll have a 130 foot wingspan.
So, compared to Jacob, Dean will be quite a bit smaller. He’s more like a wolf compared to the giant.
