#Ofius the giant

[yearningaces]

I just wanna be held by a giant. Big, burly, rough and tumble giant that would hold me over their heart like one would hold a cat. Just me looking up at them and them looking down at me with that uneven perfect smile.

Is it too much to ask?!

This was the ask that had me losing my mind enough that I actually wrote a story for the first time in a while

And then they added this to my inbox:

"Imagine feeling and hearing the reverberations of the giant's pleased growl as you smother them in soft kisses and place one over their heart. How they would melt into your tiny hands, while their own enormous, seemingly invincible palms hold you so safe. How soundly you'd be lulled into sleep by raise and fall of their chest as lay on them."

So of course I had to give it my best and let the wholesome giant consume my thoughts

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'It's dark, and it's thundering.' Your first thoughts upon waking in the middle of the night, having slept so deeply that you seemingly forgot your placement in this world.

Only after you tried wiggling around did you realize that your sleeping spot isn't warm because of you, it's warming you. And it's not so dark, you're simply covered under a gentle and relaxed hand. It's not storming outside, the thunderous drum underneath where you lay is where the noise is coming from. A massive heartbeat, one beating faster now as if its charge had just woken.

You take a moment to rub the sleep from your eyes, letting out a noise when the giants fingers gently curl under your laying form, raising you up just high enough he can look up at you easily from his spot in the massive bed.

Ofius is the picture of enamored. The scruffy giant gazing up so smitten with your tiny self. "Y'r awake?" His voice is as soft as the low and baritone rumble can be this late into the night, sounding pleased at the chance of late night closeness. He does sound half asleep and without any filter; meaning he can simply hold you and look at you. Appreciating the sight of you so sleepy this late into the night, a sight that only he is allowed. "Why awake, bad dream? I gotta break someone in half?" His low voice turns into a slight growl at the idea of something upsetting you. "... 'll do it. Stomp on anyone stupid enough to-"

"Ofius, honey, I'm alright." Your voice soothed the giants sudden protectiveness, easing his concern into a soft care once more as he watches you with a sleepy, crooked smile.

"I don't know why I'm up though," You call out to him, relaxed in his grip, held directly over his charmed gaze, having learned over the years that Ofius would never let you fall. "-Just woke up I suppose."

The giant shifts slightly, leaning more upright against the headboard he'd carved out by hand. After situating himself, he lowers you closer, pressing you to the soft, warm skin of his cheek with an affectionate rumble. Ofius' eyes fall closed as he so carefully holds you close, cautious and affectionate in his nuzzling against you. "Good. Then you spend time with me before sleep returns." Ofius' voice is a heavy rumbled accent you can never place- often pared with the language only the giants speak. "Want to enjoy you."

You can feel his crooked nose bump against your side lightly as his affectionate sounds and actions continue. And what can you do other than lean into the affection, the indention where the side of his nose ends and his cheek begins has always been a perfect spot to lay against. And it provides you the perfect opportunity to press many little kisses against his face, much to the giants delight.

"Little love is wanting affection?" His tone could almost be called a soft coo if Ofius wasn't so burly and bearish in nature and tone. His dark hair almost always wild, his darker eyes capable of containing such malevolence, yet only ever looking to you with nothing short of reverence. The sturdy giant would have been quite a powerhouse to be wary of even if he was your size.

But as he stands, he's as tall as the trees, and being as he is- he has so much more love to give.

After a moment of pondering, you finally respond to his remark, "I always want your affection." You can only relax and grin, feeling his fingers tense and untense repeatedly, the clear sign he's wanting to squeeze you close and adore you, but doesn't risk harming you. Instead- one hand so carefully presses against your back, fingers gently stroking along your spine as the other hand clutches onto the pillow beside him, needing to squeeze something close. Ofius breath is just ragged enough for you to recognize him as spiralling into his adorations for you.

"My little love-" it takes no effort for him to easily pluck you into his palm and shift so he's laying on his stomach with you held in his hands, under his looming face. "-My little human. I hold you in my hands, yet I want you closer. I sew pockets over my heart on all of my shirts for you to rest safely, but it is not close enough." He leans down carefully, so very carefully, pressing a giant kiss to your entire toreso with a deep resounding rumble from his chest before pulling back just slightly. "I wonder, are you tiny enough to fit in my own heart? I would happily build a way to ensure your comfort."

Meanwhile you can only be seen as the cat who caught the canary because here this massive giant is, big, and burly, and powerful, and so adoring, he's practically obsessed. And there you lay in his hands, not even trying. "I don't know if you want me in your heart, Ofius. You wouldn't get any more kisses if I was there instead of right here.

Ofius for all of his prowess seems to hesitate as if such a fate is a horrible thought indeed. "... Then stay in my grasp and kiss me." His eyes are unwavering as he watches you before showing some hesitation and remembering his manners. "...Please?"

With a tilt of your head you consider your giant partner, turning slightly to press a kiss to his finger too that's supporting your shoulder.

You feel your giant tremble at the gesture, his face lowering to be closer to yours.

It's easy to lean up and press another kiss against his nose, his cheeks, under his eyes, against his forehead, against the corners of his mouth.

Ofius closes his eyes, leaning closer and closer to you, his hands tensing and untensing under you before he lifts you quickly once again, dropping onto his back in the soft bed and pressing you over his heart on his soft, warm chest. Back to where you first woke.

You can feel his heart hammering and out of an overwhelming affection, press a kiss to the skin just over the thunderous beating before curling up against that spot once more.

Ofius heart stutters in its beating before racing once more- something that has you smiling.

Eventually, the racing heart slows into a deep relaxed and content rhythm. Ofius is home in bed and safe to rest. His most beloved is within his grasp, protected and kept safe to rest as well. He could never ask for more than this moment right now. A giant finger gingerly stroking your back, looking down at you with such adoration, watching you rise and fall with his deep breaths from where you lay on his chest, knowing the action will lull you to sleep as it always does. "My little love. 'm glad you're happy here. 'm glad I was the one to find you that day. 'm glad you've not worried of your past home. You're gonna be safe here, always."

Ofius hand settles over you, keeping you warm amidst the frozen mountain sky just outside of the hand built cabin. Ofius will see to your comfort and happiness. He has since he first found you stranded in these lands. And he will continue to do so until his very heart gives out, maybe even longer.

He will.

[yearningaces]

I wanna climb on Ofius and smother him in kisses

Ok I'm in such a mood and miss my sweet big boy Ofius so please-

"Little love?" The Giants rumble resonates through your very bones. You can feel his lips moving against your entire toreso as you're leaning your form against his lower face to press each kiss across his nose and cheek you can reach. You can tell he's doing his best to speak with minimal force and movement. His eyes near crossed watching you.

And yet, the way his large hand hovers around you, not grasping, not wanting to hinder your plans, but right there and tensing and untensing. Wanting to grasp you tight but not wanting to harm you in any way either.

"I," a kiss to the lower side of his nose. "Love," a kiss to the curve between his large and crooked nose and his scarred cheek. "You," a kiss to the large scar slashed across his cheek. "So," another kiss to his cheek, under his eye. "Much!" Ofius eye closes as you lean close enough to kiss the now closed eyelid.

Ofius's deep reverberating rumble sounds from his chest, both eyes falling closed as he tries to lean towards you, the grin spreading across his face, one giant fang poking out from his lips.

Once you settle, his palm presses against you from behind, large fingers curling around you as if holding glass. Ofius sits up slowly, bumping his crooked nose carefully against your chest to help you lean back into his hand so he can hold you in his palm. "Perf'ct, lil love... So lovin', bitty one, pr'cious, lov'd... Mine..." His voice trails off into various heavy accented words drifting off Into something you can't understand but by his tone, it's a long the same terms he's been using.

After a moment though, there's a renewed joy in his eyes as he holds you up closer to his face, watching you as closely as he can, taking in each detail of your beloved appearance. "Ev'ry day's worth livin', only cause you."

[yearningaces]

i can just imagine lil human falling asleep on Ofius's hand and he wont move

absoluty not

content to watch the human cuddle againts his pulse point, or wrapping their arms around his thumb like cuddling with a pillow

akin to an owner with their cat, did the cat fall asleep on ur lap? welp thats ur life now, dont dare move, enjoy it

You have him down character wise 100% cause he will sooner chop his arm off to let his lil human sleep peacefully than risk waking them up

Though for an out of vibe statement, Ofius is the first character of mine that comes to mind that would so willingly submit to self mutilation for his partner. Not saying no one else would but he wouldn't even give himself a half second to hesitate before tearing into his own body. So enjoy that...

~

Ofius stares down at you, his expression unchanging from the endeared gaze he's has on you for the last hour and half.

His hand was splayed upright on the table, stretched out slightly for his comfort originally when you wandered over, sat in his palm, and as if the weight of the earth held him down he hasn't moved since.

Originally, you'd sat in his palm, leaning into the gentle touch of his fingers that so carefully curled up to hold you as best as Ofius could. His head resting in his free hand as he watched you, and talked on and on about a new idea you had, something that always delighted the giant to hear.

But eventually you laid back while conversing, and then you were curling up, closing your eyes.... Now you'd been fast asleep for some time, gripping onto the base of his thumb while resting your head against that part of his palm as it was the softest with the most give.

Ofius wondered if you could feel his heartbeat. The thought soothing his own heart. He just watched you.

Was his arm numb? Yes. Was it growing uncomfortable? For the last half hour. Did he have any plans on moving you? He'd sooner die, actually.

The giant only let out a quiet sigh, a small smile on his face as he tried to maneuver himself without moving the hand you're sleeping on, and rest his head on his free arm. Settling down right next to where you are so he can hear the faintest rhythm of a human heartbeat slowly sleeping away.

As long as you were comfortable, Ofius could find comfort and settle in for the night. He has a feeling you'd be asleep until sunrise at least anyway, so he looked over to you, admiring and taking in your precious appearance one more time before closing his eyes to sleep and bidding you an almost silent,

"Goodnight, little love."

[yearningaces]

just read the angsty Nyx dead partner one.

now lets go for Ofius next, something something humans killing his lil lover cause they think that the giant´s partner is a traitor or something

love angst, gimme some please

H A MY BOY IS GOING T H R O U G H IT

Ofius has a moral compass only due to his lil love. You are the only solace in the hellish world he's known. His God given light in darkness.

You think he'd be rational?

Nyx is self destructive upon his partners demise.

Ofius is just destructive.

If he has your beloved tiny body he'll mourn, wailing, crying out with the strength in his lungs to shake the mountains near him. He'll carry your corpse into your shared home. Bring you to the giant bed he made to share, and lay you down, tucking you in amidst his choking sobs, so gentle and tender in each loving caress.

Once you're tucked in for the final time, he'll press the softest kiss he can manage to the top of your head. He does his best to keep his tears from falling on your peacefully still form.

Then, as quietly as possible, he leaves and locks the door behind him. From there, he hunts.

For example sake, if it was a human that did this, the entire village will run red with blood. His lil love is gone, no one can tell him to stop now and he never will.

Ofius will tear homes from the ground, occupants be damned and he'll throw the entire house into the next one, into a fleeing crowd, stomp on others, tear them all away, return them to rubble.

He'll tear his hands into the earth, uproot the wells the foundations, the structures those humans constructed. They took his home away so theirs will be laid to ruin.

His rampage isn't over though.

It never will be until he physically can't anymore

See, now that he has his lil love, his light, his life, he can't go back to the desolate existence without them. He just can't, let him die, let him die please, by nature's will take him, tear his heart out, end his torment and suffering and misery, let him die.

He'll keep going. Attacking anything that reminds him of your end. Anything that you loved is spared with sorrowful glances but anything else is going to die.

He won't stop. He won't sleep, he won't eat, he won't drink. He just keeps going. Keeps destroying.

When he feels his body ready to give out, ready to keel over into an unrestful final slumber does he return home.

He's bloody and damaged with his reckless refusal to not care how he hurts in his own rampage.

He's silent as he kneels at the bedside, staring at your now rotting corpse. He doesn't care though. But he can't touch you with his blood stained form. Refusing to disgrace you even now. Instead, he just watches as if waiting for a breath that will never come.

When he feels his heart slow, he rest his head on the very edge of the bed, refusing to look away from you as he finally speaks. A broken tone as if he'd swallowed gravel and sand for years. His voice weak with sorrow and a sense of loss he's never known before. "... Pr'cious... Y' gave this horrible wr'tch love... Y' lov'd, So did I... Lil love."

Ofius knows he's on his last words, he's struggling with each beat of his heart, trying to keep his eyes open to keep gazing at you just a moment more, but ultimately he closes them. Trying to remember you as you were, bright and loving and everything. "... thank ya, lil love..."

...

"...thank..."

...

The home once filled with light and love and warmth is cold and silent.

[yearningaces]

Now you have me curious. How did Ofius met his human partner? Don’t think I missed your little hint at the end about finding the reader that day. Reveal your secrets to me (pretty please)

The observance that I appreciate, thank you!

Yes! He found reader "that day" and there is emphasis on "that day". The way I've worked this idea is that wherever Ofius and his home is? There's no humans, just all gone. Either abandoned their towns out of fear of the giants or a rapidly approaching danger that just doesn't affect those behemoths so they don't notice it.

So finding a little human all alone and abandoned in the land of what was now only giants? Not ideal for any human. Ofius stumbles upon this little human, injured, having been left behind by their traveling group due to being dead weight in a situation that was too dire. And Ofius was the first to find them.

He's not a kind giant by nature really, so the first to see him as such has his heart all twisted up and from there feelings grow as the story goes

In this world, giants are dangerous for both a malevolent nature and their capabilities. Something also hinted at in that short story. But Ofius could only see this hurt human and before he could offer to help them... Maybe I should just write their meeting scenario actually

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The breeze was quiet, strange given how tense the people of this land had been in the eyes of the giant, Ofius. He'd watched from afar as they scuttled along like ants, quick as they could abandoning every building and foundation and creation one after another.

Were he a less merciful giant, he might follow to see how long they'll keep going with him in tow. He might step over to see them up close and watch them flee in greater terror.

For now, the gruff giant only shouldered his axe, turned and left. He had a home to build after all, and the trees wouldn't uproot themselves.

It's another few days before he stumbles upon a peculiar set of trails along the same path the humans took. These ones divert though, something he'd only noticed when kneeling down to access a boulder for its potential in tool crafting. The trail is jumbled, uneven steps and some scuffing in the dry dirt.

The sky above rumbles as Ofius focuses his gaze on the divulging travelers trail. He doesn't stand, not wanting to lose sight of something so difficult to spot in the first place. Instead he crept along, placing a hand in the soft grass to support himself as he leaned over, following the trail and realizing that it stopped in a taller patch of grass in the open field.

Ofius stares for a moment, focusing his attention closely.

The faintest flutter of a heartbeat. Hidden in the tall grass, no doubt intentionally hiding now. "... It is unwise to hide so low among giants. Many walk without care, and being unknowingly crushed is a poor way to die."

The giant is surprised by his own words, he's offering a warning, his voice a low rumble but not the harsh gravely tone he usually uses. Perhaps because the poor human might be hurt he feels a twinge of sympathy? What surprises him more, however, is the response.

Indeed a human, your head poking out from the tall grass as you give a cautious smile. Without any way to combat this giant, you might as well play it safe and converse while he seems open to doing so. "Well, you know I'm here now- so you'll not let them step on me, right?" And it's such a leap of faith to say something like this; but when you look up to the giants dark eyes, they seem almost glazed over with an unfamiliar emotion.

Because Ofius has felt his heart stutter. His massive hand rasing to clutch the fabric of his shirt. Such a little yet brave human you are, and so blatantly saying you're trusting him to keep you from harm. Keep you protected.

Ofius has been known as many things, but never a protector, or one who would care. So for anyone to insinuate such a thing so easily, it has his heart starting to race for reasons unknown to the lonesome giant. "Aye... I won't let any step on you." He agrees in a slightly softer tone, slowly lowering a hand down to you, palm up, fingers out.

The giant watches with baited breath as you place a hand on his fingertip, using him as support to stand with a crooked gait to your step, your leg seeming injured. Oh, poor Ofius can simply feel so many new sensations, but above all he knows he will never forget this moment. The first touch, the most trusting of actions. Mentally he'd already vowed to live up to your words, your trust.

Even if it was a trust only given because you had no other choice at the moment. You can't say that though, so- "My fellow townspeople were traveling down the roads to the Edgewood kingdom. I was... Slowing them down."

Ofius can understand anger, he knows hunger and pain and isolation and rage. But to feel so deeply on behalf of another, not just anger but concern? It's something new, so he offers what he knows best to always heal any of his injuries, from the body to the mind. "How does a good stew sound, hm? I've got the pot over a fire already and it ought be ready soon. I can bring you to where I'm building my home, let you rest and recover." With how gentle he's had to be for the first time, Ofius has realized his strength clearly. His massive palm that's swept behind you to scoop you up as carefully as he could still seems to shock you. And the slightest weight in his hand, that's you. Fitting in his palm.

Ofius stands slowly, both hands cupped together to carry you with a gentleness he's having to learn as of right now.

But for such a human as you? He'll learn so much more.

~

Fun fact that I couldn't include: Ofius crafts. Specifically, he has to craft his human their own bowl for stew. It takes a few tries but he gets better in time and eventually makes a hobby out of carving wooden "you" sized things

[yearningaces]

little ofius ramble: picture this, his love spends weeks working on a secret project that they try to hide from ofius (he sees parts of it but it looks absolutely nonsensical from his point of view). they're knitting him a bracelet,, what in humans would be an absurdly long scarf. i imagine that when they finally complete it and give it to him he'll maybe tear up from the rush of emotions going through him. the thoughtfulness, the time, the delicate craftsmanship and most of all the love poured into the gift would overwhelm him, leave him grasping at words to properly express how much he appreciates what you do for him and ultimately landing on a tearful kiss on your head and holding you above his racing heart.

love this big oaf <3

Crying softly and holding this ask gently in my hands bc you are so right and the big oaf deserves it

He WILL cry. No if and or butt, he will shamelessly cry.

How do I know?

Ofius doesn't have anyone with him, not since he ventured from his very small family so long ago, he's a big burly dude so most people assume he's made of iron inside and out.

To have such a loving time consuming gesture of labor and endearment and capability like a giant crochet bracelet that fits him made especially by your hands? The only creature he truly loves? The only one who holds his heart?

He sobs. Full on breakdown actually.

Because it's not just a bracelet to him, for Ofius, this is the first time anyone has crafted him anything. His actual love language is creating for another, acts of service as I've briefly mentioned in passing.

Ofius has spent countless hours making you small furniture and dishes and ways to get around his home safely via bridges and little wooden buildings and stairs and ladders all across his walls room to room for your convenience, or to rest alone if you ever want to.

So to have you extend his love language back to him? The first time anyone has? Yeah he's gonna break down, realizing how much he cherishes you and how no one's ever cared for him before, certainly not enough for such a simple sweet action.

He needs a minute, just let him hold you so close, pressing gentle yet shakey kiss to your head, raising your little hands with his forefinger and pressing another kiss to them both as a silent thank you since he can't quite grasp words yet.

Maybe help him wipe his tears away too, and please tie his new bracelet on he is never taking it off... (So eventually it's gonna wear down, wonderful knitting is no match for time and heavy manual labor that he does all the time. He will be heartbroken when it happens and probably wail as if he's lost you yourself, just heartbroken. Try to have a replacement before then but if you don't that's okay too! He'll just beg for another one because he loves wearing it when you're not in his hands especially bc he can look at his wrist and be reminded how much you care)

Ofius is really the most emotional character I have actually, it's just all suppressed under layers of big dude ignoring feelings and bounding them behind iron walls as if it's expected of him... Ya know?

[yearningaces]

I feel this needs to be said so

Ofius and Declan, the Giant and the Hallewell both have heavy undertones of worshipful types of love, so let me explain their differences in the most metaphorical way, take your own meanings

Ofius is the lost one who was brought into the light. A keeper of his humans temple. He found this place when he had nothing. The light from inside beckoned him into a fulfilling life there. He keeps the temple clean, repaired, and cared for. He is the gentle worshiper

Declan is the bloodied sinner who carved an altar from stone with claws and fangs. His and the blood of others stains his hands and stone. He would carve out his organs as offerings but will never allow another close enough to see this place. He is the selfish reverence

[yearningaces]

I'm having a hard time gauging how tall are Nyx and Ofius. If it was stated somewhere I apologise for bothering you.

Other than that I was hopping(getit?) to ask what would Nyx and his partner do if they saw another predator sneaking up to them?

So the sizes have never been stated. But the pun delighted me so much I'll make a semi-official statement

Since everyone has a different height I'm gonna do an overall and say this,

Nyx: His face is chest level with you

Ofius: You can sit in his palm and fit with ease

As for the scenario, Nyx would defer to you.

He would overlook his instincts and racing fear and look to your responses. Are you confident and calm, or are you tense and ready to spring into action? He looks to you so so much, his predator, his human, he'll follow your lead, so you create the path and he'll be right there following along

[yearningaces]

I HAD A VISION

Imagine some kind of human artist 🎨, and get suddenly inspire to paint something akin to a tattoo on Ofius skin, would he let them?

He would do anything for you, anything to keep a symbol of you close at all times

Please paint something on him. The giant is impressive with how much he can resemble a mountain. He can be massive, looming, imposing, and still as stone for hours should you request it

You'll have to paint something big!

He'll collect the materials, plants, fruits, clay, stones, squid ink, anything to offer pigmentation you want and as much as you need. Just make it big enough he can see each little detail please??

He'll stare in muted wonder for hours as you work and then hours after, wanting to run his hands over the lovingly crafted colors and shapes that you made for him he'll near cry but will manage to stop himself and scoop you up into his palms, raising you up to his face and pressing one kiss after another across your tiny form. Mumbled appreciations expressed again and again.

You'll be sleeping later that night on his chest and he'll still be holding his arm up to stare at the shapes and colors with a soft smile, pressing a far gentler kiss to the top of your head then the patch of skin on his arm you painted before finally going to sleep.

It will be something he request you do again and again, be warned

[yearningaces]

How is Ofius your most emotional character? He's just a big dude? I'd think Nyx is, he's a whole anxious bundle

That's exactly it. Ofius is a giant. A large, fat, stout, strong, scruffy, giant. So everyone is either afraid of him, even among giants he's huge, or they assume he can't be hurt at all.

He's so sensitive though, he's just so good at hiding it. He's repressed to hell and back due to leaving his family so early in life and Giants aren't the most social as they need so much supply to survive so too many in one spot leads to shortages in supplies. So he also has like no friends and no real emotional connections aside from malice and anger cause that's what's really expected of him.

He literally has difficulty crying cause he has spent so long thinking he can't or it's wrong to cry because he's a big guy who's supposed to be strong.

Nyx is emotional but he's allowed to be emotional if anything it's expected so he gets the emotional release and can move on. Ofius doesn't get that.

So when he gets emotional over one thing, everything related to it comes pouring out all at once leaving him overwhelmed unable to speak and sometimes having difficulty catching his breath enough between harsh ragged sobs.

It's really why he clings so desperately to his human, such a little drop of light in the darkness, he will kill for them. He will die for them. He'll never hesitate to do either in a heartbeat because they embrace all of him, including the emotions, and provide a place to pour the healthy emotions he has like love and affection and care.

[yearningaces]

I would like to prepare something for Ofius.. does he have any preference regarding food?

My passion is cooking and making lunch for my loved ones is my love languaje

But, i know that anything i prepare for this lad will be crumb size for him, even tho for me it would be like those kind of ultra massive big dishes that u see at mukbang videos....

Hear me out here

Sweets.

Ofius has easy access to meats and stews and potatoes and he loves them! But he eats them so often because it's such a readily available resource. Sweets though? Not at all.

Anything with a sweet flavor like pancakes, crepes, sweet fruits, those are his unspoken cravings

And I love the technical standpoint here, so I offer lore

Giants have giant animals. They all come from the same land there the trees reach the height of mountains and everything that exist there grew and grew. They have giant livestock, predators, prey. Giant agriculture as well and it's something to do with the land. If something is growing while in that land, eating of its bounty, it will grow.

So if you take a human baby and bring them there, they'll grow taller than other humans. Not to a giant degree, that takes generations of living there for the DNA of those humans to continue to change, same with animals. But it'll happen enough to be noticeable. So those things are readily available resources for Giants. Ofius only has two sheep and a small herd of cows as well as a handful of chickens though. He has hardly anything that can be made into sweets

Also, the size of the meal would not matter, because this big guy will see the work and the time and the love you put into an entire meal for him as an act of love and would appreciate every drop so please, go for it

[yearningaces]

Letters of Yearning

Ok, so, for some reason or another (an accident or an attack from another giant or creature), Ofius ends up severely injured. It's a deep gash, something he can't simply walk off. Though you try your best, running around bringing him large cloths and trying to help him stop the bleeding, the sheer size of it makes you feel completely useless. You love him so much, he's done so much for you, and you have to watch helplessly as he grits his teeth and does his own stitches. As he dresses the wound on his own, with hands trembling from the blood loss.

When all is said and done, he can finally focus on you: your hands, the front of your clothes, almost all of you, stained with his blood, the mix of sorrow and panic on your face. He notices it all and does something that breaks your heart even further. He apologizes- for getting injured, for getting blood on you, for causing you pain. The sincerity in his voice is what finally breaks you, and you start to cry. Between breathless sobs, you say how useless you are, how you don't even know why he keeps you around, how you couldn't even help him this once as he's helped you countless times before.

Of course, seeing you cry makes him cry as well. There aren't enough words to tell you how much you have helped him, how merely your presence feels like balm enough for his wounds. He grabs your hands, places them on the freshly dressed gash, tries to compose himself and says:

"Loving me 's enough. My little love, having you here- s'all I'll ever need. What I do for you-", his voice breaks a little, still choked up, but he continues, "What I do for you will never measure to what your love has done for me. Do not doubt yourself."

When he's done saying this, he scoops you up and holds you up to his face. He leans into you, breathes your scent in, and in a shaky exhale whispers: "I love you. I live for you." He uses his own tears to try to wipe off his blood from your face. You cling to his finger and kiss it.

You love him, you love him, you love him. He lives.

(Sorry if this was a bit of a mess -u-; I just love Ofius so much. I swear I was gonna submit smth fluffy but then angst happened and now we're here. I struggled a bit with capturing his voice so sorry if it's a bit OOC,, Anyways, hope you're doing well 🤍 so happy to see you back on my dash.)

YOU BE NICE TO MY BOY RIGHT FUCKING NOW(hurt him, the best way to know a character is to hurt them I am being fed content of my own lads and I love it bc I cannot manage to write anything that ain't feeling far too OOC and your rendition of him is wonderful never doubt your writing. His voice can be though of as a gruff low tone of someone who doesn't talk often or much and makes do with a few short words UNLESS he's emotional which only happens with his lil love. Man has a complex relationship with vowel sounds. Has never pronounced the 'g' in any word ending in 'ing')

[yearningaces]

Heyo, would you mind describing what Ofius looks like and his general vibe?

I usually don't describe well enough appearances, my mortal failing as it were lol

Ofius is a giant, this is known. He's a giant big enough to hold you in the palm of his hand for size

As far as looks, I'd say dark brown hair, scruffy beard that's just long enough to be considered a beard and not stubble. His hair is probably longer due to him not caring about keeping it cut because that's a maintenance he doesn't think a lot about. He will braid sections of his hair to keep it out of his face though. He's a burly kind of guy, no big shoulders small hips, he is BIG wide hips, wide shoulders, big legs and arms. For a physical reference have you ever seen heavy weight champions? They're so strong but that's not pure muscle that's muscle and fat working together, that's Ofius. Various scars on him, either from building things (like his cabin or his animals barn, or his tools) or from fighting (other Giants/giant animals that come from the same places Giants come from)

Rugged looking guy, goes about life looking intimidating with a neutral expression towards everyone except for his human partner. Then those dark eyes of his look like they've seen the sun for the first time

Sidenote: usually wears red

General vibe? If you met him in public you wouldn't chat about the weather with him, but also if you were being harassed, he'd probably be the best person to go to if you wanted to ward someone off. Like the bird that would let the mouse hide under its wing during a storm without saying a word or looking down

If you were his human partner his vibe morphs into a pious man looking upon the altar he built by hand for the one that gives him light in his life

[yearningaces]

Ofius, my beloved

Giant man

Big

Big

[yearningaces]

Why did you have to name him Ofius. XD It sounds so close to Oaf

Listen. Listen to me now

Ofius is an oaf.

It's why his mama named him Ofius.

Also I love weird names with minimal history so... Ofius.

Now if we want the real reason, it's cause it sounded similar in my head to Orpheus, y'know... The dude in Greek mythos who went to the underworld to try and bring his lover home ultimately failed cause he couldn't not turn back to see her when walking? That is a story I think about a lot. The yearning, the desperation to just be together, the willingness to go to and through hell for a loved one. In the end you don't even have to escape you just need to be together

Ofius would move mountains for his partner, he'd walk the underworld. He needed a name that reminds me of that when I write about him, a reminder of how heavy his devotion is supposed to be. But also a name with a bigger feeling to it, so 'Ofius'.

[yearningaces]

Declan the Hallewell loves like a rabid mutt who remembers his beloved owner well enough to refrain from biting them and only them.

Nyx the bunny boy loves like a creature that's lived in fear loves the one who showed him that he was safe and could be brave for the first time

Ofius the Giant loves like the darkness that loves the first drop of light it held in its hands, illuminating the desolate nothingness he had lived in