#tink*

[leonasbitties]

Name: Aello Andomeda

Age: 200 (Giant) 20 (human)

Sexuality: Bisexual with no preference

Birthday: May 12th

Star Sign: Taurus

Height: 1219cm or 40ft (Giant) 6’6 (Human)

Year: 3

Origin: Land of Giants

Dorm: @piraticusdorm

Quote: “This time i’ll make sure you guys are safe even if it costs me my life!”

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so context the land of giant is a very war ridden place and she’s been on the battle field for a hot minute more context she lost her best friend to the battle field and she’s very protective of her current friends now. And in the land of giants everything is bigger and she thought tink was a bug that one time and nearly squashed him.

ok fun stuff she can change size but she prefers giant because it’s more comfy for her and after a while her body starts to ache when she’s small. her body suit thing changes sizes when she changes from human to giant and stuff. and her hammer!! it’s cool it changes size too she aha can carry it around when she’s human. also her giant strength remains when she’s small.

conrad ur spot as tallest on a daily basis has been yoinked u too krok. but you know might nice having a giant with super giant strength around. also she’ll let u ride in her titty if u ask nicely

[ghoulluck]

Louis turned tink over with one finger as delicately as he could. She had fallen asleep in the tiny nest he had been building out of boredom. he naturally had gone looking for her after a quick shower, although when he came back he found her in a form he hadn’t seen in a while. The tiny white glider was stretched out, her small clawed fingers flexing and he touched each one with his pinky in an effort to stop the twitching. 

She seemed in a fairly deep sleep, so he decided not to bother her anymore. He went to the Mandarin tree to peel some before coming back to patiently wait on tink to wake up. He hovered protectively over the nest with it hidden by the crook of his elbows. He peeled the little fruit as best he could with his fumbling fingers. When he felt a crawl, he lowered his chin to give her a little kiss on the top of her head. 

She still seemed sleepy, so he didn’t do much more then offer her a measly string of fruit in case she didn’t want it. She took it in her tiny clawed hands to give it a sleepy look over before tasting it delicately. She ate it slowly and after much debate of leaving the little nest, she crawled to where he was peeling the fruit to wait patiently on another piece. 

Louis fed her a few until there were no more mandarins. He gave a hum of discontent about this. ‘Want more?’ He signed. Tink wiggled her nose at him before crawling into his shirt’s breast pocket. He stroked the little lump before rolling on his side. She had all the reason. It was nap time.

[ghoulluck]

He couldn’t sleep. He had crept out of bed to walk off the anxiety that had started to crawl under his skin. In the darkness, the trees and animals formed shapes he didn’t quite like to look at. They were frightening alterations he knew weren’t actually there. The mud caked on his boots started to weigh on him the further he went into the foliage. 

Looking up in an attempt to see the starts through the dense willow trees, he reasoned it had to be late ; he had to go back to his fae before she worried herself sick, although the same anxiety that had brought him out of bed was now pulling him deeper into the trees. 

From the darkness came a heart beat that was a thunderous drum, each beat louder then it’s last. It called him with violence until it stopped altogether. Spying something white hidden in the willows, he walked towards it wondering if he had been sensing tink only to find a muddy naked woman curled up on herself. He recognized the curve of her spine some and he knelt to touch her freckled shoulder. 

When she lifted her head, she seemed distorted, empty. She was wrong. Drown me. Her voice echoed in his head and he could think of no reason to deny her request. Picking her up, he shouldered her weight to begin the short walk to the river. Once out in the open, he could see her more clearly. 

She was clearly malformed. Something in her was so incomplete and deformed despite her never changing physical beauty. The river ran dark. It was only suiting that when she was submerged in his arms. She seemed complete. She put up no fight, not at first, as he covered her face to keep looking up at the stars instead. 

The ripple of the water stirred the fish as her body thrashed mildly. She wanted death, but her body didn’t invite it. It craved life. When the river was still, he placed rocks on her one by one to keep her there. He returned to tink’s bedside, wet and shaking and she soothed him with soft cooes and kisses.

[ghoulluck]

Tink giggled some as she shrugged a little to stop the ticklish nibbles the angel gave her. It tickled far more then usual and she wiggled in his grasp as he continued contentedly. Her giggle was like little bells, light and airy and finally he settled, but only after squishing her with his mouth pressed to the side of her face like a sucker fish. 

He seemed to make little noises and she cringed and laughed at the feeling of his drool. “You’re so gross,” she teased as she turned to wipe her jaw against his face. The angel whined at the slimy feeling. “Why are you whining? That’s your drool.” He made a sound akin to the word gross and the fairie was terribly amused by it. 

She turned to readjust. It was too early to be awake. “Sleep,” she told him as he wiggled around to get comfortable to. They spent some time moving until they were both comfortable. Louis stretched out, his wings and legs straightening until he gave a pleased groan and soon he was snoring against the crook of her shoulder. T

ink sighed some as she petted his hair. She willed herself to go back asleep. He was clingier then usual which she normally didn’t mind, but sometimes she worried about him. She glanced down at his glittery toes which scrunched some. They matched hers. She was just glad to have him back.

[isabellelite]

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