#g/t inktober 2022

[i-am-beckyu]

I posted 534 times in 2022

That's 534 more posts than 2021!

108 posts created (20%)

426 posts reblogged (80%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@brick-a-doodle-do

@orchid-harmony

@squishys-soft-stories

@colossal-red

@poprockpanda

I tagged 169 of my posts in 2022

#nmw - 42 posts

#mcyt g/t - 28 posts

#mcyt gt - 21 posts

#g/t - 19 posts

#g/t community - 15 posts

#beckyu answers - 14 posts

#beckyu arts - 13 posts

#gt community - 13 posts

#brick my beloved <3 - 13 posts

#gt inktober - 12 posts

Longest Tag: 132 characters

#i have literally never tired art in this style nor in g/t so i'm actually flippen proud of myself for how well this came out asdfghj

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Don’t forget to mention that...

Well I never expected this to be the first finished bit of writing I posted here. I promise I’m still writing that other one I’ve hinted at, I just want it to be perfect!! I actually wrote this back in August and was re-reading it and thought: huh its not bad so edited it a bit and here we are. (this is literally the 2nd fanfic I’ve ever written as well as g/t piece and I haven’t even finished the first so please be kind qwq)  This was inspired by an artwork that @dingbatnix created! Original post here  I hope you like it ❤️

cw: mcyt g/t, soft, slight panic, mention of death man I hope that’s right

word count:  2375

“A nap in the sun would be nice right about now.” George said as he made his way to the top of a big red toadstool. Winter was fast approaching and the time for napping in the sun would soon be over while the cold months of snow and ice overtake the world. George didn’t mind the thought of snow though. I mean, when you’re 2 inches tall, snow isn’t exactly your friend when even a light powder can have you buried and frozen alive. It was going to be tougher to find food and shelter soon too. Part of him wishes he hadn’t left the colony; that he had stayed with his own kind rather than travel the vast world. But he had lost his parents long ago and had never made any real friends back home, so what real attachment did he have in staying? So George had instead chosen a life of adventure. He’d been wandering the forest and plains for a few years now. Learning about its hidden wonders and knowledge unknown. While he wasn’t exactly born for magic, he had certainly picked up the odd spell or two. He had once befriended a size-shifting fire-born demon named Sapnap, that he had spent the winters with in the past and learnt some basic spells anyone with enough practice could use. Although he had never actually seen his friend's bigger form, he missed Sapnap dearly. He had left to go meet with an old friend of his for a while and George had decided he wanted to continue to explore. But whilst George was curious and loved discovering new things, he tended to stay away from anything larger than a bush. Or if he was being more specific; Humans. When you live in a world that’s 100x bigger than you, sentient beings 100x bigger with it are terrifying. He’d seen the destruction beings of such caliber could cause. If they wanted to, they could tear through trees with massive iron blades, light fires and cause havoc in an instant. But at worst? They’d stamp out life in a heartbeat. And while you think they may only be stories told to young children to keep them within the safety of the colony walls, George had seen it first hand. His parents had hidden him in a small grotto before leading the monsters away. And because of that, he’d never actually encountered a human in person. That was definitely something he could be grateful for. He’d only seen a little of what had happened to his parents before they had passed and he had opted to drown out the sounds of destruction rather than watch it in horror. Who knew it would be the last time he would ever see them. He missed them dearly but was thankful that in all his time traveling, he’d never seen a human and hopefully never would. Hope might have been an understatement….

George placed his little toadstool hat to the side of him as he removed his satchel from over his shoulder. He brushed over it lightly, a small smile gracing his face as he reminisced in fondness. He had fought with Sapnap over how to do smaller stitches rather than big uneven ones that left room for holes, rambling on how his attention to detail was just George being picky similar to his other friend. George then smoothed out his moss cloak to lie on and laid back onto the toadstool, resting on his back using one hand to cushion his head. His other hand fiddling idly  with his light blue shirt. He adjusted his white rimmed goggles on his face with delicate care and closed his eyes as the warmth of the evening sun shone upon him. It’s ray’s practically dancing along his skin as it warmed each cell of his very being. It was nice. On rare occasions he would find himself being able to enjoy the sun like this. Too often this world was out to get him and yet somehow he would find the odd times that he could let himself drift away in bliss. Drift away…. Maybe to sleep? Yeah, that sounded nice. 

George continued to keep his eyes closed and began to focus on the sounds around him. Despite his loud and rowdy personality, Sapnap had shown him how to enjoy moments like these. He missed him dearly. Perhaps their paths would cross again during the winter? It was unlikely since he could size shift and had said his friend traveled around a lot, but George was happy for him. A small part of George wished he had stayed with him. Sapnap had even offered for George to accompany him and meet his friend, always saying how he thought they would get along so well and how much he knew they would just love George. But the fact that Sapnap was a size shifter implied that his friend was also one and that scared George. He wasn’t ready for that no matter how much Sapnap insisted that they wouldn’t harm him. George shook away those thoughts for now though, because he was going to drift away. Just for a bit… 

The sounds of rustling leaves in the breeze began to get fainter as George felt himself lulling off to sleep, the sun continuing to blanket him in its warmth. He was almost asleep when he suddenly felt the surface beneath him move. ‘Probably the wind’ he thought. Then it moved again. ‘Okay maybe there’s a deer nearby. That’s ok.’ And again. George opened his eyes slowly. “So close to a nap” he grumbled. The toadstool shook again. George’s mind quickly came back to reality. He could hear the steady sound of massive footsteps approaching as his world began to shake over and over. “Ok, maybe not a deer.” George said out loud as he slung his satchel back on and his hat. Whatever was coming was big and that was never good. The footsteps continued to come closer and the shaking worsened. The steps were timed and even, something that animals rarely did. Whatever this was wasn’t an animal. “Oh no.” George said as the realization dawned on him. “Please don’t be that. Oh please anything but that.”

George raced to slide off the top of the toadstool. He was practically exposed if he didn’t get off there fast enough! He managed to make it off the top and landed to the ground with a thud as the sound of tree branches parted. The sound of footsteps ceased right in front of where George was hidden beneath the toadstool. Not a single sound followed. Carefully, George peered his head around the side of the Toadstool and let out a small gasp. In front of him mere inches away was a giant boot. Starring up and up at the giant being before him was his worst nightmare. A human. The man wore a bright green hoodie, blonde hair just in view peeking out from behind a white smiley face mask that covered most of his face from view. But the most terrifying thing about this being was the black shiny purple axe he held in his hand. He’d seen weapons like that before. It was an enchanted netherite axe: one of the most dangerous weapons in existence, and it was held by a human. 

“Hello? Is someone there?” It said.

George slapped himself in the face as he clasped his hands over his mouth. What a fool he was. He was trapped with the only cover being the toadstool. The next closest cover was too far away to run too without being exposed and even if he ran, the human would probably reach him within seconds. He stayed perfectly still. It felt as if he moved even slightly the toadstool would disappear and he’d be discovered. The human had yet to move. George could only imagine it was scanning the area searching for something. Someone. Him. Carefully he peered out from under the toadstool, trying to get a better idea of what the human was doing. Said human had its back turned to where George was and as predicted was scanning the area looking and listening intently. He watched as the human turned its head slowly as it scanned the area once more. As it began to get closer to looking in his direction, George ducked back out of view. His breathing picked up a little as he did so but he focused on the matter at hand. There’s no way the human saw him right? Right?!? Without warning, the toadstool was suddenly yanked up out of the ground and into the air. George shrieked, eyes wide as his only cover was ripped away leaving him completely exposed and at the mercy of the human. The human and George suddenly fell deathly still, shocked by each other’s presence. Even though the human wore a mask, George could still feel the human's eyes burning a hole through his soul. It had found him. What was he going to do now?

“Wow.” The human whispered in amazement. “Look at you.” Well George didn’t care how amazed the human sounded, his words were enough to snap him out of his frozen state and make a dash for cover. “WAIT! NO! Come back!” The human yelled as he suddenly made a move for him. George ran for the closest bush he could find. He didn’t care where he hid, anything was better than being in the open at the humans mercy. Unfortunately, he didn’t make it far before a large hand gripped itself around his body. He wasn’t held overly tight but it still felt suffocating. It was too warm, too big, too strong! All it would take is one good squeeze and the human could pop George’s head off! 

George tried kicking and thrashing in the Humans hand. His arms were pinned to his body so he was limited but anything was better than nothing in hopes of getting the human to let him go. He felt gravity shift as the human lifted him up higher and higher from the ground. Sapnap had tried to take him flying on a bird once and he had not enjoyed it being up so high. Finally, the grasp loosened around George and he found himself sitting cupped in both the humans massive hands. The human still wore the mask but while he couldn’t make out the human's eyes, he now felt as if it was studying him over. Taking in every last detail of his appearance and it was terrifying. “You’re actually real.” The human said as he poked him with a finger. George hugged his legs to his chest and curled in on himself, willing himself to just disappear. “Please let me go.” He whispered out. He could feel tears pricking at the corner of his eyes. He didn’t want to meet the same gruesome fate his parents had. Maybe if he was obedient it would show him mercy? “I’ll do whatever you want, please just let me go!

“Hurt you?? Oh no, is that what you think I’m going to do?” The human said the sound of disbelief coating his voice. “I just can’t believe you’re actually real. I thought all this time he was just making you up.” George dared to open his eyes. The human still had its mask on but somehow he looked calmer, gentler. “But still, he never said just how small you were. You barely even fit in the palm of my hand.” 

Now it was George’s turn to be in a state of disbelief. This human was speaking as if it knew George but couldn’t believe he existed. That someone had told him about himself. “What do you mean ‘He’ was making me up? Who on earth are you talking about??” George asked. “Oh Sapnap did. He kept going on about how he met this tiny person called George and that you used to live together.” The human replied. “He always goes on about how much we’d get along and how much I’d like you.”

Sapnap? SAPNAP?!?! This was the friend he was always talking about?!?!?! A human friend. How had Sapnap failed to mention the one most important detail that his friend was a human? Sure he’d said that his friend wouldn’t hurt him but never once had he mentioned or implied that his friend was Human. George began to fume. “I’m going to murder him first chance I get!” George yelled. “He never said you were a human! He always said the same thing to me too about how great you were and that we could be like some dumb Dream Team!” George said steaming.

“Really? I rather like the name Dream Team.” The human said, laughing a bit at the end. “Then again, I’m biased with my name literally being Dream.”

“Wait, your name is Dream???” George said as he stared up at Dream, the apparent human. “Wait he didn’t tell you my name? Oh Sapnap’s an idiot I swear.” George laughed in response. “Oh don’t I know it.” They both laughed for a bit at the dumbness of their friend. “Well it’s nice to meet you then Dream. I’m George, but I’m guessing you already knew that huh?” George said as he began to relax. Dream shifted George into his left hand as he grabbed his mask with the right and lifted his mask. A face dotted with Freckles adorned with a mischievous grin and bright green eyes looked back into his own brown and blue eyes. “Yeah I knew and man I’m gonna mess around with Sapnap for not telling you more about me when we get back.” Dream said as he turned and started to make his way out of the Forest.

And as the two trekked back to where Dream and Sapnap had set up camp, George couldn’t help but be at ease. Even though Dream was a human, he couldn’t help but feel safe in the human's grasp thanks to Sapnap and all those stories he had shared. Even if he’s never told him once that his friend was a human, he knew he could trust Sapnap and that was enough. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I actually finished a story. I never thought this day would come T-T. I really hope everyone enjoyed this it was a lot of fun to write and I’m glad I did get around to finishing it. Thank you @squishys-soft-stories for reading the draft ❤️ Stay tuned for the first fic I’ve been writing tho!!! I’m dying at not just sharing it now but its not far off being done!! I promise its going to be worth the wait! Thanks all again if you read to the end ❤️❤️❤️

60 notes - Posted October 30, 2022

#4

Crimeboys it is.

And would you know it, it be a fluffy Crimeboys prompt with an instinct driven Giant Wilbur and a human Gremlin Tommy.

The prompt starts with Wilbur not letting Tommy go as he woke up with instinct begging for him to take Tommy everywhere he goes.

Tommy tries to bite Wilbur's fingers so he can put him down but Wilbur ain't buggin anytime soon.

Anywhere Wilbur goes, Tommy is right there since Wilbur isn't letting him go.

Like you can have Wilbur be at work and he still brings Tommy with him as an example.

Just make it as fluffy as you can, you can add anything you want.

If you're up to make this prompt then pog, that is if you want to do it.

Also, if you wanna send me a random g/t prompt that u have, go for it.

Quack

This has been in my inbox since I joined Tumblr.

Orchid gorgeous!!!!!!!!! I've rewritten this twice!!!! It took me awhile as I got stuck at one point BUT! I had a new idea today so while its short, I'm very happy with it! I hope I did the prompt justice and you like it!!!

Mine to hold close

cw: mcyt g/t , soft, fluffy, tiny tiny death mention. Words: 607 [One shot]

“Can you put me down you prick?! I’m not gonna freeze I swear!!!” Tommy said with huff as Wilbur scooped him up.

“After the last time it snowed? I don’t think so.” Wilbur responded as he tucked the little human close to his chest. 

“But Wiiiiiiilllll!! I’m not even outside this time!” The giant always tended to get extra clingy around this time of year. His instincts in high gear and on Tommy the second he was awake, worried that Tommy wasn’t warm enough. Tommy didn’t blame him though. Not when he literally met Wilbur in the midst of a snow storm. He hadn’t meant to lose the trail and get stranded in Giant territory, but stuff like that always seemed to follow the Great Tommy Danger Kraken Innit! He’s just lucky that the giant had found him in the snow before he became a frozen popsicle. And even luckier that this Giant didn’t eat humans. So yes, Tommy understood that Wilbur was going to be a little extra cautious about him almost dying of Hypothermia again. But he didn’t have to be so damn cuddly and touchy all the f***** time!!

“Wilbur I’m fine! I’m not gonna get cold! The fires going and keeping everything nice and toasty warm, so stop being a d*** and put me down!!” Tommy said as he squirmed in Wilbur’s hold.

“Tommy. You are literally the most chaotic little gremlin I’ve ever seen. If I put you down, I guarantee you’ll be screaming for help in less than five minutes trying not to freeze your a** off!!” In retaliation, Tommy started biting and scratching at Wilbur’s hand. It didn’t hurt of course, but Wilbur found it cute watching the attempt at escape. He loved Tommy like a brother and ever since he found him had sworn to protect him no matter what, his instincts often being a little overbearing at keeping the chaotic child safe. And if that meant holding onto him for hours at a time, then he’d happily oblige. So what if he had to do his work with one less hand? He’d take holding Tommy any day. That and his instincts kept screaming at him to keep the human close.

After a few minutes Tommy eventually resigned himself to his fate and just chilled in Wilbur’s hand. Though he’d never admit it, he secretly loved it when Wilbur would hold him. He felt safe knowing nothing could hurt him when he was with the giant. He didn’t have to worry about anything and could just be content with his pseudo brother. Staying with the giant being the best decision of his life after their first initial meeting. 

Tommy stayed in Wilbur’s hand all day. They chatted while Wilbur did his chores, Wilbur singing songs to Tommy, Tommy sharing wacky insane ideas with Wilbur, all the while the giant's instincts to keep the human close not faltering once. As day turned to dusk and dusk turned to night, Tommy eventually curled up in Wilbur’s hand. Snuggling in as he fell asleep, hugging one of Wil’s fingers close. Wilbur had to resist the urge to coo at the small sleeping human in his hand. Tommy was so small, so fragile but you’d never guess he had such a boisterous personality and was as lively as what he is. Slowly and carefully, Wilbur made his way to bed, getting in and tucking the human close to his heart. He sighed contently knowing nothing could hurt his brother, his instincts finally satisfied. 

“Good night Tommy.” Wilbur whispered quietly as he drifted off to sleep. The brothers comfortable in each other’s warm embrace.\

WOOOOOOOOOOOOO I MADE ANOTHER FIC!!!!! THAT'S 2/3 POSTED!!!!!

I swear I'm still writing the other fic! I swear! I swear! I swear!!! It's gonna be worth the time its taking! PROMISE

64 notes - Posted November 13, 2022

#3

I finally did it!!!!! I got one of these miniature sets!!!! I know people have done them before but this one’s mine with a few personal touches as I didn’t quite do it ‘By the Book’!! That and my silly brain also won’t allow me to glue any of it down either because it’s like: But what if you meet a tiny person? Then they can’t move anything 😭!!!!! So yeah I’m happy!!!

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72 notes - Posted August 6, 2022

#2

Day 5 and 6 of @aaytaro-gt gt Inktober!!!!!

Yes I missed the day to post 5. but anyways we have Dance and Jar!!

Jar also features one of my fav people @a-tiny-frog-girl love ya Froggie 💚

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75 notes - Posted October 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

So I have found another thing to give a shot in amongst everything else I’m doing this month! I’m going to take part in g/t InkTober using @aaytaro-gt prompt list! I want to take the opportunity to practice drawing certain positions and I’ve never really tried to draw gt art before so here’s to hoping I stick to it and make some improvements 😊 might switch between traditional and digital art who know.

Day 1. Acorn

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85 notes - Posted October 1, 2022

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[majoartspace]

Golden Zodiac

For inktober 2022 I wanted to create a collection combining ink with metallic watercolor. Recently I’ve been fascinated with astrology (as many others) so I thought it would be a good theme for the collection, therefore I used the main objects of each zodiac sign: their character representation, their flower, their element and their constellation. I draw them in ink against a golden background. I’m very pleased with the results and in the near future I plan to make reproductions in a myriad of products. On my instagram I shared some more behind the scenes of these illustrations, and on my YT channel you can see the process of every one of them. I hope you like them.

A R I E S

T A U R U S

G E M I N I

C A N C E R

L E O

V I R G O

L I B R A

S C O R P I O

S A G I T T A R I U S

C A P R I C O R N

A Q U A R I U S

P I S C E S

Thanks for the visit ♥

[anebarone]

First sketch + a first-meeting chapter

For organization purposes I'll tag this duo as Cara and Jacob.

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2

Cara woke up to her alcove’s darkness, hearing bubbles and the seals outside. There was no land, no clouds, no sun — and much less the man she had seen on the shoreline.

Something in her spell backfired. The mermaid gave themselves days and miles of distance since they met, yet they were still bound.

When she slept, the shape of Jacob would press his throat against her and hum a sailor’s tune. Where merfolk notes were clear and loud, his’ you’d feel through skin, closed lips, and guttural sounds.

The elders gave an unexpected, hearty laugh as she conveyed the dream, “We’ll let you figure this one out, Cara.”

She didn't find the courage to describe the lullaby — A song about a good catch, fruits like gemstones, and flowers to garnish one’s hair.

"Here is a warning, though. A lead." Old Merv said, still playful, "You're sharing mind currents and the human knows. For once, you're on the receiving end. How does it feel?"

To that, the mermaid momentarily lost her voice.

She also kept the part where she’d curl up under the shade of the brow bone and lashes, lazily stroking the man's cheekbones until he’d doze off.

More days passed, and they could not slumber without hooking onto each other.

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(as always, please nudge me if you find any glaring mistakes or misplaced words/idioms! I'm writing those as fast as I can, plus I'm doing some ambitious stuff like trying to use lots of maritime/fishing vocabulary... while trying not to sound too overdone, tiresome or corny.)

I'd also like to recommend @aaytaro-gt 's G/T Inktober! Today's theme is 'cuddle' ♥ Go check their post if you're curious, the prompts are lovely.

[sirimiri-ovo]

A smidge past midnight but I wanted to atleast attempt to do some of the prompts from @aaytaro-gt ‘s lists for g/t inktober :0

Day 3: Overgrown

[reborrowing]

Gt inktober Day 4 relax Rest apparently I can't read but the two are semantically close enough ig

self care for when your weird secret roommate keeps having power incontinence issues and you end up pocket sized again

[sliced-orange]

Henry (mine) and his wife Eleine ( @berrydoodless ) doing little dance lessons! :D

They’re mostly figuring out how two very different sized people can dance, but uh, Henry zoned out a while ago cause he looked at her too long.

[navar44]

The Prince

A bit of writing based on @aaytaro-gt ‘s Inktober prompt list.

Day 18 - Cuddle

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Hashen had never expected to have the opportunity, or the privilege, to lounge with the royalty that lived in the castle his family had lived in for generations. His family was expected to keep pests out of the castle, and to tidy things up when they could, in return they were allowed to live there and borrow food.

It was a simple life, hunting rats and other pests across the home with his siblings, friends, and parents. He was on good enough terms with the bean servants that made up the castle’s staff, and could usually ask for minor assistance when he or his family required it.

But, two years ago, he’d actually encountered the young prince. 

There Hashen was, cornered by one of the largest rats he’d ever seen, his spear in hand and his body battered, cut up, and bruised. The rat had been a frustrating pest, and he thought he was going to die right then…

But then the rat was pierced by an arrow, killing it instantly.

Hashen could only stare as he had spotted the prince at the far end of the hall, bow in hand, smiling. The prince had ordered a servant to dispose of the rat, before picking Hashen up without a word, taking him to his family to be patched up.

It had been humiliating, in a way, but Hashen hadn’t thought of it that way. He’d been saved by a handsome prince, and his heart was torn as he tried to make sense of his feelings. 

In the end, he realized he was smitten with a giant.

A week later, now healed from the fight with the rat, he stole out into the sleeping castle, heading to the prince’s room. He’d found him awake, writing by candlelight at his desk, and he simply watched him for a time from behind the books stacked nearby. Finally, as the clock chimed midnight, he swallowed his heart and approached the prince.

The prince had known he was there. They spoke for a time, before bed called to them both. 

The past two years were a blur of change for Hashen and the prince, but he wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world.

Tonight the two of them lay out under the stars, Hashen laying on the prince’s chest, covered by his hand in an embrace while they named the constellations. They both loved a clear night like this, where the prince could sneak out under the cover of darkness with Hashen in his pocket, to just be alone in each other's company.

Just them and the stars.

[a-tiny-frog-girl]

G/t inktober day 1: Acorn

[x-monochrome-x]

G/T Inktober Day 1: Acorns

houuuuuhhhg demon kid wearing a borrower costume!! he will borrow all of your candy on halloween

[mothask]

Something moth candle flame uh

hey has anyone ever accidentally eaten wax cause I have.

[i-am-beckyu]

So I have found another thing to give a shot in amongst everything else I’m doing this month! I’m going to take part in g/t InkTober using @aaytaro-gt prompt list! I want to take the opportunity to practice drawing certain positions and I’ve never really tried to draw gt art before so here’s to hoping I stick to it and make some improvements 😊 might switch between traditional and digital art who know.

Day 1. Acorn

Considering I don’t draw hands often, I’m actually really happy with how this turned out. This is also c!beckyu since I really love drawing her.

[ravetillyoucry]

@/aaytaro-gt ‘s G/t Inktober Day 4: Rest 💤

these two are always sleeping.. WTF?!?

[secretly-small]

I started working on a super fun oneshot the other day. It was gonna be all non-stop action and magic. But… it didn’t exactly work out that way.

With my brain being how it is, the story ended up being twice as long. The first half is, as intended, all action. The second half, however, is extreme fluff and hurt/comfort as Nathen (G) helps Lindsay (t) recover from the injuries she obtained from the previous part.

And it gets GOOD

Like, declined help, pinning to tables with hand, mixed-size stitches, reluctant appreciation—

I can’t wait to share this with y’all 😁

[reborrowing]

GT Inktober Day 2 - Handheld

I'm not like, "doing Inktober" but I like the prompts that @aaytaro-gt made and it seems like picking a few would be a good way to make myself draw/finish things without giving into perfectionism and also take a break from phonetics homework so win/win really

[jasbell]

@aaytaro-gt

"The biggest pumpkin in the patch."

Day 9: pumpkin

[navar44]

Sharing Kisses

A bit of writing based on @aaytaro-gt ‘s Inktober prompt list.

Day 15 - Kiss

Sharing Inktober Series: Sharing Acorns | Sharing Pie | Sharing Nightmares

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Jane’s cheek was very warm, the tingling sensation from Marigold’s kiss lingering as the tiny girl leaned on her face. She didn’t want to push her away now, it felt too comfortable, too right. But, she needed to look at her.

Almost too slowly, she pulled Mari away from her face, holding her out enough so that she could see her. She looked confused, maybe flustered, but Jane simply raised a brow with a small smile.

“Did you kiss me?”

She watched as Marigold’s face went red, her tiny gaze darting away from Jane’s. 

“Y-yeah, I did.” She wrung her hands together, still not looking back at her giant friend. “It just felt right, y’know?”

Her voice tugged on Jane’s heart, she hadn’t meant to embarrass Marigold but it seemed she’d managed to do that anyway. She turned her hand, leaning her face back into Mari’s gaze.

“Do you mind if I… kiss you too?” Jane’s heart hammered, trying to keep her voice steady. “I know I’m a bit bigger…”

Marigold’s eyes locked onto her own, face still red as a beet in the dim light of the desk lamp. “Yes- wait, no- I mean… I don’t mind.” Her voice dropped lower as she offered Jane a nervous smile. “Please.”

Jane smiled, drawing Mari in, pressing her lips on her tiny head, covering her face. She knew it must be strange for a kiss to cover so much in this way, but it felt so right.

After a few seconds that stretched like minutes, they parted and Marigold fell backwards onto Jane’s palm, breathing heavily. Jane blushed, gently caressing Mari’s hair with a finger, holding her close. “I hope I wasn’t too much.”

Mari’s hand came up and gripped the gentle finger. “Nope, it wasn’t enough. I’m going to need a few more, I think.” A sideways smile greeted Jane’s blushing face, before she returned one of her own.

“Oh? Well, I think I can oblige…”