#giant slayer

[borrowedtimeandspace]

The Brave Little Baker

Once upon a time, long long ago, there lived a boy from a small coastal town who wanted nothing more than to help and protect his people. When that boy grew up, he decided the best way to do that was to join the Guild of Giant Slayers. They were dedicated to the cause of pushing back and eradicating the monstrous behemoths that lived on the fringes of society, the largest of all the mystical creatures that posed a threat to humanity. And now that he's completed his training, Stan Baker finally feels ready to take on his first giant, one who lives just a little too close to his hometown for his liking. Is he ready for what awaits him there in the giant's lair?

Happy pride! Have the compilation of my boys being thrust into a fantasy setting!

This is gonna be similar to other stories that are mostly prompt or short-based, but I do want it to come across as a coherent story. So I'm in the process of revising the initial prompts to flow a little more smoothly into one another, and will add fill-in chapters over time.

[preternaturalwomen]

[omies-odd-writing-spot]

BFDG 01

Big Fu**ing Demi God

[Ao3] [FFnet] full chapter in links.

It was the fresh air of everything that drew his attention from the heavy fog his mind had been stuck in. It smelled… clear.

Faintly of the stone and metal of his all too familiar sarcophagus. Yet oddly not as strong? He could smell his own blood, and… water.

He missed water, clean water was such a rare thing outside of… inside of the realm he was in. He tried to stir, catching a different scent, but the sigils carved into his palms and on the heels of his feet burned. Trying to send his partly awakening mind back to sleep.

…nothing happened though.

Sure, the sigils still burned and he could catch the scent of his own blood, but he was slowly becoming more aware. He could… move.

Not a lot but he could flex his fingers tiny bits at a time, and could actually feel the bands of hell forged metal. Not nearly as much as he expected there to be, mostly at his joints. Wrists, neck, ankles and hips, wider solid bands on his knees, elbows… where was the cage over his ribs? He remembered waking up a few times on the sarcophagus. Remembered the times waking up to new layers of physical bonds each time his will burned through the hell magic ones.

Something snapped and he grunted before the pressure on his neck vanished. It was so suddenly quiet, and that was what cued him into there was actually sound. Not the background humming of memories trying to fill the void from inside the sarcophagus. It was a machinery sound that was very different from what he was used to. A quiet humming instead of heavy clunking and grinding.

Or party living living souls mixed in-

Something that was soft touched his right shoulder and he did not move. Just listening to the background sounds as one of the sigils on his left foot 'broke' as his natural healing abilities were finally allowed to kick in some more. He was aware of hazy images of souls… living souls?

Not ghosts being offered by the demons?

The soft hand nudged at his shoulder, as if testing but he did not move. He had finally realized that someone was removing the blindings on his body. They were not demons or hell native either.

Was it a splinter Argenta group? The hand felt… small, almost tiny to him.

It did not smell like he was on an Argenta controlled world.

He faintly caught a new scent. Just barely there and it stirred an oddly… nice half memory. Before his rule on Sentinel Prime, before waking up on Argent D'nur…

Before hell.

He finally placed the nearby scent that was alive as those soft hands hesitantly touched his neck. He was not sure why someone so young, judging by how small the fingers were. Why send a child? This little one was able to pull at the broken chunk of metal off his neck.

He was well able to control the speed of his pulse to stay steady as the small hands felt around his neck. Yet he risked taking a slow, deep breath to take in the scents around him.

He caught the fear scent, alike but not the same to Argenta strangely. He could smell…the lack of rotting blood. It was clean here. There were only two…three others in the room beside himself. He could smell their unspilled blood, sweat and skin. A lot of information that he could not readily sort out as well thanks to the fog in his head from the bonds still attached.

Letting out his breath in a slow sigh, before any concerning time could pass, he even had his heartbeat slow just a little more.

If the hell forged and magic enhanced bonds were being slowly removed, he was not going to discourage who was doing it.

Surprisingly it was a bit harder to not smile at feeling the human trying to wedge off the rest of the bond on his neck.

Human.

He could smell humans again, could sense their souls.

[mayday396]

So I have this thing / story about Giant and Tiny stuff that I always wanted to do, where a Giant, like an Old, Retired Warrior Giant that it's Height is somewhere at the halfway point of Giant and Giga Giant, he has a Past in killing Humans, especially Giant Slayers, he has mercilessly slaughtered many in the past but then he decided to stop Killing as he slowly begin to Understand Humans, so he retired early and tried to establish a new life for himself to hopefully build himself up.But his Past Caught up with him, as he encountered a Kid Giant Slayer who was asked to Kill him, as the Giant has a huge Bounty on his head.

Said Kid, has a Tragic Backstory where he is extremely untrusting of Giants due to them Killing his Parents, who were also Giant Slayers, and destroying the Entire Town he once lived in, so he trains up with other Giant Slayers so to avenge his Parents.But also he is a literal Child, no matter what training he has he didn't think before he act and so when he actually face the Giant before him he is low key regretting every decision that led him to this point after seeing the Giant's height.

The Giant has the Urge to adopt the Child, so as the Child keeps firing arrows that are glazed with some sort of Posion to Giants but because his aim is terrible he keeps missing while the Giant Holds him tightly in his fist, unaware of his strength, he then goes to his Home and gives Child a singular Giant Bed to Sleep on leaving the Child Extremely confused but came to wrong conclusion that he was going to become food to the Monster he is trying to Kill.

The Child tries to escape but realizes that maybe he should keep an eye out of the Giant and later kill him when he isn't suspecting it.And then basically the whole story would be about the two connecting and building a Father-Son Relationship with that point beginning when The Child gets cradled by the Giant in his Palm trying to calm him from his Nightmare about his Parents being Murdered by a Giant.

Also the Giant Father Figure is Mute, due to a Battle Scar, where a Giant Slayer burned his throat internally causing him to never be able to speak, he teaches the child to shoot better, and later scolds him by growling menacingly at him, he could only Growl and make simple noises with his Burned up throat, when he actually tried to kill him and place him in a Timeout.

The Plot would be about Both of their Traumas healing and finding out there is a possibility that his long Dead Parents may actually be Alive

[gt-pina]

Here comes the Fantasy AU :

I'll draw more of it later

[femmefighter]

Despite all its failings in the later seasons, GOT got her right.

BELLA RAMSEYas LYANNA MORMONT in GAME OF THRONES | 7.01 Dragonstone

[internutter]

Challenge #04328-K310: Warning Signs

So, you think you're the baddest SOB because I am less than half your size? You so sure about that? These people making sure they behave around me says otherwise. You really want this? Okay.... It's your ER visit, not mine. -- Anon Guest

Negotiating peace with a known Giant-slayer was rife with hazards. All the reports said the fellow had killed the leader of the Giant-realm of Hazoreth with one cut from his sword. One of his puff titles was Demon Lord of the Mountain, even though he was now a king.

He was either exaggerating his prowess... or completely honest.

Gravax did not know which was more frightening. It hadn't been a fortnight since Hazoreth surrendered to him, and the details were already amplified in every retelling. Whatever the truth was, it was drowning in a whirlpool of gossip. He had to walk through the wider, taller halls and suffer seating in a smaller ballroom. Mostly because he was Giantkindred himself.

[Check the source for the rest of the story]

[junkyarddemento]

GOLIATH

Similar to something you'd see out of a scene from a videogame, GOLIATH has the easy to consume setup of a monster slayer battling said monster, or better put, a Goliath! The use of a real actor in a complete CGI environment is commonplace nowadays, but this one was still fun.

[thephilosophersapprentice]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Alphonse Elric & Edward Elric, Edward Elric & Roy Mustang, Edward Elric & Winry Rockbell Characters: Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric Additional Tags: we'll see where this goes, just assume the full cast is there, Alternate Universe, Xerxes | Cselkcess, this isn't an attack on titan au. i've never seen attack on titan, Tags to be added, Eldritch Edward Elric, Edward Elric and his fascinating relationship with religion Summary:

Five hundred years ago, the empire of Xerxes was under attack from gods gone mad and defended by the legendary Sunsinger, slayer of gods. In 1914, while the Dwarf in the Flask nears the culmination of its plans, the giants are returning, once again endangering innocent lives, and Edward Elric is caught between the reality of the present and memories he can't be sure are his own. Updates irregularly.

[abasilence-ministries]

An Unfair Fight too

No matter what you are going through, no matter how unfair the fight may seem, remember that when God be for you, who can stand against you. No one. This is my personal experience of what seemed to be an unfair fight. End result: I got the victory!

This morning, September 28, 2023, a little after 4am, I found myself talking to FATHER about how the adversary is always twisting things around trying to make it difficult for us. I mentioned how he knows we are blind and that we rely on our hearing and so he turns up the sound of distractions to keep us from being able to hear. Even with me, today, it is an hour later and I am finally writing…

[kyojuuros]

[omies-odd-writing-spot]

BFDG 04

[Ao3] [ffnet] full chapter in links

Something was distinctly wrong.

It crawled and prickled against Winston's nerves from at the base of his neck and up the back of his head. It would have made his hair stand up on end if he had any left, still felt like there were goosebumps.

Feeling that odd goosebumps prickle but against his instincts instead of physically that is. Like something crawling under the scalp and prickling through. It was something the man was familiar with over the last years that Winston had to track it down. Not give to the first impulse to freeze, Winston had far more training and hard earned lessons.

The new scarring on his head and back pulled to remind him of the most recent lessons.

"Vega, what's the count so far?" Winston asked, having a feeling as there was a warning click before Vega spoke inside his helmet comms.

"I am forty percent through roll call, but there are several rigs that are showing in odd places for their normal habits." VEGA spoke, bringing up a translucent window in Winston's heads up display on the lower left to show the count of 25 anomalies so far with the count of the colony. "According to the active monitors they are not dead, but are giving no indication of, or minimal neural activity."

"Where at?"

"One location is at the sub level three of the complex you are in Commander. The second location is near the Lazarus labs, the complex beside it to the north to be precise."

Winston stopped short, pressing a hidden comms switch in the side of his chest plate. A sustained pressure that had to be held for five seconds. It would send a first warning alert, so to say, of a possible breach from the other dimension. It was a quick, quiet way for rapid attention without panicking people.

His men would start to converge on his area. "Vega, link me to Deegan. He should be by the advanced research sprawl."

"Yes commander," VEGA answered promptly, and was already activating the battle network for the Elite Guard without being asked. Giving it top priority in the communication systems. VEGA did not have to be told to start isolating some areas and giving a warning about an atmosphere breach as the need to move people still awake in the hazard. It was thankfully still so early in the morning that it was 'night' for most of the colony.

"Winston." A voice growled over the comms more than the rasp of his own, "What's going on?"

"I think we have two possibilities for a proto-gore nest." Winston said, "One where I'm at with the big guy we dragged back, and the other over by your current location."

The snarled curse was in French, Deegan took a breath, "Vega?"

"I'm sending you the location of the odd reading of… nine confirmed individual rigs." VEGA sad, also pinpointing the location near Winston. "There are two separate channels in the battle network for the teams heading to your locations."

"That's… under the base ground level." Winston realized stepping to one of the now closed vents, listening before starting to the lift that they moved the big guy through in the first place from the portal tower to here. He paused and stared at something that had been seemingly cut off by the closing vent slats by the lift.

Winston stopped to pick up what looked like a withered vine. It was almost like the black from bruising and had an almost skin feel to it through his gloves.

"Vega make sure my step daughter is safe?" Deegan was asking on the comms, a moment of selfishness as it sounded like he was jogging in his end.

Something… slithered to Winston's right, just on the inside of the wall he was beside.

[eldestsiblingsyndrome]

transmasc 👏🏼 timothy 👏🏼 is 👏🏼 canon

[spkyart]

au where genya survived the final battle and its now living his best life and everyone cares him

[wertyurt123]

Cutie 😊

[beckyblah]

A younger Timothy, Henry, and Jack. Back when things were still happy.

(Also I don’t think we talk enough about how Henry from the original universe thinks he’s lost his husband and his child to the gander)