#maybe alien sizeshifters will have this

[awkwardgtace]

What’s your opinion on Nokia-like tinies, in that they are more durable than you could have ever thought/could survive being run over by a truck?

This is another one I think is really cool!

I think if I wrote with it I'd go with more of a person turned small.... Maybe a giant turned smaller than humans 🤔

A part of me does get a little stuck on the sciences behind it. Like why are they so safe. My mind goes density or magic. I usually like to have the idea that the smalls are sort of more durable though. Like humans with giants heal faster or things like that.

Overall very fun something that seems cool to work with. Another that my vampires could work with too. Now i've got ideas again though with this ask. Things I could try.

Sci fi would work too. the tiny maybe taken to another planet and have this happening. Or an alien that can't hurt them.

admittedly i'm planning something on sharp teeth not breaking flesh when it comes to aliens

It's one of those where I see a ton of potential in it and think i should use especially when it gets brought up.

[muppenthings]

Did any of your giant ocs regret being so big and want to be smaller? And how do they deal with that sense of guilt and self-loathing?

Yeah Coby, Tide, Cetus and Keiki.

Put under a read more because it got long. xD

Coby regrets being the size and form he is every second of the day. He wasn't originally so big, he was just a human. He wants to go back to normal so bad, to be able to do normal human things again. The new body isn't his. It's alien, literally and figuratively. He deals with it poorly, even if they're working on getting him used to the new body. He's prone to mental breakdowns, nightmares and panic attacks. Archer is pretty much the only anchor he's got, which puts a lot of pressure on Archer too.

Tide has mixed feelings of his size. When he was with his foster parent, he never felt too big. Ore was just like him. When he was made to join a Oceanic mer pod, that's when he started disliking it. The pod said they accepted him, that he was a part of the pod. But he knew he wasn't really, seeing how differently they treated their own kids. So kid and teen Tide tried his hardest to be useful to them, hoping that one day they would genuinely like him. He was making use of his size while also hating it. He often felt out of place, wishing he was a small mer instead. Maybe it'd be better then.

When he was a young adult, they abandoned him when he was caught by humans who mistook him for a large sea creature (a non mer, catching merfolk is illegal). They didn't even try to help him, which made him realize that he'd never be accepted no matter how hard he tried. He'd always be that "too big mer", never family or even friend.

So after his recovery, he instead used his size to steal from mers and humans. He was taking out his negative emotions about himself, and others, on others. His justification being that they don't like him by default for his size so why not just do what he want using it; they never cared about him so he shouldn't care about them either. He tried telling himself that he didn't care, but he cares a lot about what others think of him. It's a reason why he reacted strongly towards Merry when he thought they called him a "monster". Being called "ocean menace" he was ok with.

He's still very conflicted about his size, having ups and downs. There are days he wishes he could interact with Merry like any other mer. But also, Merry truly makes him feel like just any other mer. And him working on mending his relationship with mers (and humans), are going to do wonders for his self-esteem and make him better accept his size as they accept him in return. :)

For Cetus it's mostly when he wants physical contact. That's when he's frustrated because he's just too big to be fully satisfied. Freshwater mers rub their long bodies against eachother, like cats, to be affectionate. As a substitute, Cetus rubs along ships and cliffs because they're the only things big enough to handle his body mass. Even tho the ships are sent rocking and the humans do not want him to do it. Some days he's just very frustrated by the lack of contact and the humans gotta be extra calm and assertive then. He usually calms down after a session of someone petting his nose (a lot of the electroreceptors are on his nose so if the person is calm, that calm will be transferred to him by him literally sensing their calm heartbeats and relaxed muscles).

Keiki had a loving family growing up which helped him be more at ease with his size and himself. They accepted all of him and let him vent about his frustrations, and cry on the days when he felt different from everyone else. They made sure he knew he was loved, that behind the size he was still Keiki.

Most of the time, he's happy and ok with his size. It's when something happens that's directly due to his size that he gets upset and dislikes it. He is prone to cause accidents due to being clumsy (mostly due to constant sizeshifting making his brain confused as to where his body is in relation to things). So there are days when he doesn't like himself. He's surrounded by people that care about him so he's got a solid network to turn to for comfort.

He sometimes daydream about being the size of a regular mer. But then he's also reminded of how much scarier the ocean would be and how he wouldn't be able to do many of the things he does to help people out. He's saved many ships and its crews from capsizing in storms, attacking sea creatures etc. So yeah. Him reminding himself of the good things he does helps him feel good about his size. :)

[justarandomsloth]

fake Fic titles:

-My Lover Lives in a Strange Home

-Lies and Flower Petals

-My Brother’s Last Day on Earth

-Can’t Fit In, Can’t Stand Out

Thanks Anon so much for the prompts!!! (These aren’t really as good as I wanted them to be because for some reason I just struggled with these. I hope you enjoy them though!)

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My Lover Lives in a Strange Home

—Phil is perfectly at peace with the love of his life, Kristin. They keep absolutely NO secrets from each other….except for one.

Kristin’s house is very normal but there’s just one room that she made Phil swear to never go into. He happily agreed, assuming that that’s were she kept all of her secret art projects or something like that. She even promised to show him one day when the time was right! But Phil was still curious.

—The blond was waiting for Kristin to come back from the store when he noticed some light coming from the hallway. The door to the secret room was barely cracked open and light could be seen spilling from inside.

Surely….it couldn’t hurt to just have a little look.

Stepping into the room, Phil was shocked to discover a miniature forest with trees just barely taller then him. After exploring for a while, he was even more surprised to see what appeared to be, tiny people?

What had Kristin been hiding?!?!

(Kristin is a sizeshifter and used magic to make the room where she shelters tinies, Wilbur, Tehcno, Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo, maybe others. I can just imagine once they get comfortable with Phil that he and Kristen just have to be the parental figures to the crazy tinies!!)

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My Brother’s Last Day On Earth

—Giants and humans live together peacefully. Tommy, Wilbur, and Techno are all brothers though by looking at them one wouldn’t guess. With two being well over 45ft tall and the last being a little of 6ft, people are often surprised.

They all are extremely close and they do the best with what they have. While their living conditions aren’t….. the greatest they still manage just fine and besides, they have each other! They just have to ignore the leaky roof, the lack of a heater, the limited selection of food they have……yea things aren’t that great.

—One day the countries space program announces that they’ve found a new planet and are looking for certain citizens to go populate and explore it. Those certain citizens being, giants. The new planet they found was absolutely HUGE and was almost made to giant standards.

Even though the space program was paying an exorbitant amount of money most giants were skeptical and didn’t want to risk it.

Wilbur hears of this and he immediately signs up under one condition, a better life be provided for Tommy. Higher education, housing, food, you name it, the program had no problem paying.

Techno is NOT pleased but he isn’t about to let his brother die on an alien planet.

on the day of their departure they both say goodbye to Tommy but little did they know the teen wasn’t staying.

Tommy snuck onto the ship and didn’t make himself known until it was too late to go back….oops.

(Two other teens may have snuck on board the ship as well and Phil is the captain of the expedition)

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Can’t Fit In, Can’t Stand Out

—Tommy is a human who lives in an apartment with tiny mouse hybrids Wilbur, Phil, and Techno. At least, that’s what they think.

You see, Tommy is actually an avian hybrid. In this au not much is known about avian hybrids. Tommy however has small, red wings, slitted pupils, and clawed fingertips. He’s also tall, like 8ft tall. He just assumes it’s part of being an avian.

Little does he know that avian hybrids are actually giants and how tall they grow is determined by how healthy their wings are. Since Tommy never had anyone to help teach him proper wing care or avian stuff he’s actually incredibly stunted (for an avian). It also doesn’t help that he constantly has his wings bound to help hide them.

Another perk that Tommy has is that he is able to shift into a more human form. He can hide all of his hybrid features except his wings. Luckily a collection of oversized hoodies can help with that. His human form is shorter at around only 6ft tall.

One day Tommy came home from work only to find three tiny mouse hybrids arguing on his kitchen counter. After a shaky first encounter the trio eventually start to care about the giant teen. It gets to the point where they’re all comfortable enough around him to make themselves constantly known. Now they’ll even latch on to Tommy when he walks by to get rides!

Tommy didn’t mean to keep the fact that he was an avian a secret, it just never came up. Also SUE HIM for not wanting to lose the only friends he had. Tommy also figured that revealing himself to be a large, predatory hybrid would only scare them away. Besides, it’s not that hard to hide his hybrid features.

—One day Tommy arrives home from work feeling absolutely exhausted. He barely even talks to the tinies before going to his room for the night. The teens wings are sore and it’s been, what? two weeks since he’s last shifted (which is extremely unhealthy). Barely even thinking about it Tommy shifts into his avian form, practically melting with relief. He lays there for a couple minutes before hearing a tiny squeak.

Bolting upright, Tommy looks over to see that the trio of mouse hybrids are right there, and they’re staring directly at him.

He didn’t even have time to explain himself before they had ran and disappeared into the walls.

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Thanks again for the amazing prompts!! I have realized that I made every one of the fake fics about Sbi…. oops.

[marvelfracturedrpg]

 TAKEN  -  CLEO

RACE – Jotun

POWER /ABILITY – Shapeshifting/sizeshifting, Takes on the Human Form of his last meal , Enchanted ring to make him stay in his current form, Wolf Attributes

OCCUPATION – Big bad wolf, Bludger

“I am reluctant to have this band put on me. But rather than that you question my courage, let someone put his hand in my mouth as a pledge that this is done in good faith.“

Once upon a time

Second son of Loki and the giant Angrboda, Fenrir grew as a wolf, creating the fear by his size, strength and wild personality. See as monster, the Gods finally decided to control the beast, to contain him. So they challenged the wolf to play a game with them. They asked him to show his strength, for this they bounded him with a chain called Leyding and asked him to break it, something he did, easily. They tried a second time, with another magical chain called Dromi. The result became the same, Fenrir was still free.

Then the Gods hired the Dwarves to forge an indestructible chain out of gold melted with six impossible things (the roots of a mountain, the beard of a woman, the footfall of a cat, the breath of a fish, the nerves of a bear, the spittle of a bird), and they challenged the wolf, again, with this enchanted chain called Gleipnir. But this time, Fenrir followed his instincts and only agreed to let them put the bonds around him only if there was a god willing to put his hand in the his mouth as a gesture of trust. Tyr a courageous god accepted the deal and put his right hand in the wolf’s mouth. A hand he lost when Fenrir understood that this chain was too strong for him, taking a small revenge. Trapped and furious, Fenrir only saw his two sons, Hati and Skoll defend him from this unfair fate. But Odin, grandfather of the wolf didn’t listen and bespelled them when they tried to free their father. Also gagged with a sword, Fenrir was now destined to lie bound to a rock until the Ragnarok, when he will break his bonds and fall upon the gods.

Chained, Fenrir stayed centuries in this condition, waiting for the Ragnarok and slavering at the idea of taking his revenge. It’s only in 2015 (in Midgard at least), that his father Loki came to visit him with the best christmas present. It was a deal, a deal for freedom and for revenge. Hesitant but not stupid, Fenrir agreed and let his father put him as a new chess piece of his little game. The two following month seemed longer for the wolf than the last centuries, because Fenrir was maybe free but his father and sister Hel asked him the stay calm and to wait for his revenge. Furious, Fenrir obeyed or at least he tried, angry against this new chains his family was putting on him. He maybe just killed and ate one or two poor bastards when nobody was watching.

Fenrir was residing at Loki’s castle during the invasion. When he got word of the chaos that was happening around the world, Fenrir couldn’t help himself and went to join the fray, causing just as much destruction as the aliens. With everything in tatters, Fenrir is enjoying the state of the world, using it to his advantage to have free reign to come and go as he please and to do as he wants. The wolf left Midgard to look for his sons Hati and Skoll but couldn't find them. It really made him angry, but his focus was shifted when Hela informed him about Loki's "condition". So he came back...

[nb-octopus-writes]

Masterpost of Oneshots

A masterpost of everything under the tag #oneoff

[Masterpost of Chaptered Stories]

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Tom and Reggie Oneshots [AO3] [dA]

Fluff-Angst rating: Fluffy.

Main tag: #Tom and Reggie [Chronological link]

Summary:

Additional tags: #gt

(for the vorish stories:) #noms #mouthplay #foodplay

A collection of standalone short stories, which can be read in any order.

Tom (human, they/them) and Reggie (6″ tiny, he/him) are housemates and excellent friends, who often get up to shenanigans. Sometimes these are vorish shenanigans. (It never goes beyond mouthplay, however.)

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Humans are Weird Oneshots

Main tag: #aliens [Chrono link]

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Summary:

Assorted short stories with humans and aliens interacting. These can also be read in any order.

In Which a Giant Wizard Noms a Firewitch

wordcount: 5 K

fluff-angst rating: Fluffy

tags: #mystic woods #enchanted forest chronicles #gt #noms #gift fic #vore scientist

Summary: Aji, a young firewitch, stumbled across the tower of Evil Giant Yonah HaEsh while lost in the Mystic Woods, and was desperate enough to offer a trade of tastings for a night’s lodging. A gift for @vore-scientist​.

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Names

wordcount: 318

tags: #poetry #rose #elsewhere university

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Summary:

A poem about being trans and the power names hold. also the fae but they’re more of a backdrop.

Shadow Wolf

wordcount: 586

fluff-angst rating: Fluffy

tags: #sanders sides #werewolf au #a dire situation #recursive fic #lefaystrent

Summary: A brief fanfic of @lefaystrent​’s A Dire Situation in which Roman and Virgil have more powers in addition to being werewolves.

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Public Transportation [AO3] [dA]

wordcount: 3.7 K

fluff-angst rating: So cute and fluffy.

Summary: Patton finally convinced Logan to take him to work with him, via the bus.

tags: #sanders sides #gt

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Cold-Blooded [AO3] [deviantArt]

wordcount: 1.2 K

fluff-angst rating: Absolutely adorable.

tags: #sanders sides

Summary:

Local snek searches for warmth, finds it in an unexpected place.

A little side-fic for a wip I’m working on.

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Ace Up My Sleeve [AO3] [deviantArt]

wordcount: 1.3 K

fluff-angst rating: Pretty fluffy. A tiny bit of nervousness, but primarily fluff.

tags: #sanders sides #gt #prompted fic #infinimay

art tag: #aums art

Summary:

Being small means you get cold faster.

Written as a response to a prompt from @infinimay: Nobody ever said that ‘Ace up my sleeve’ should be literal, and yet here we are! -Fin🐌

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Matryoshka [AO3] [deviantArt] (👅)

wordcount: 2.5 K

fluff-angst rating: all fluff.

tags: #sanders sides #gt #noms #mouthplay #foodplay

Summary: Remus really likes vore, and the other Sides aren’t exactly averse to it. Safe, soft, willing vore, with foodplay and mouthplay. Pred/prey Remus, Prey Logan, Pred Patton.

Written after a tss vore brainstorming session with @that-prey-lounge.

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Sizeshifter Smut [AO3] [deviantArt]

wordcount: 6.9 K

fluff-angst rating: I’d say “pure fluff” except that I’m reasonably certain that by definition, smut and fluff are mutually exclusive. Emotions-wise, though, it’s cute and sweet the whole way through!

Summary: Three boyfriends, two sizeshifters, one bed. A whole lotta fun.

tags: #mature #explicit #gt

Note: If you couldn’t guess from the title, this story contains mature content. By clicking the link, you certify that you are aware of this and are of an appropriate age to be interacting with this story.

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A Very Unusual Visitor [AO3] [deviantArt]

wordcount: 2.2 K

fluff-angst rating: fluffy! Maybe a bit of existential angst though

tags: #gt #sanders sides #recursive fic #kieraelieson #Tiny Tenants

Summary:

I really love @kieraelieson’s Tiny Tenants AU, and the other day, I sent her an ask: you know what. I am filled with soft gt longing. I want to be tiny and friends with your Tiny Tenants Logan. I want him to hold me and fiddle gently with me and let me sleep in his pocket. Virgil’s got a good thing going on here!

This is a story about that. More or less.

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The Bandaid [AO3] [deviantArt]

wordcount: 358

fluff-angst rating: fluffy

tags: #sanders sides #moxiety

Summary:

Virgil helps Patton rip off the bandaid…

literally.

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Gastric (👅)

Wordcount: 1K

Fluff/Angst Rating: All Fluff

tags: #noms #oneoff #gt

summary: It’s Vore Day! Despite being Cass’s pred for some time, Ernest knows none of the vocabulary. Cass recites a poem she wrote.

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Mastication Concentration (👅)

Wordcount: 2.9 K

Fluff/Angst Rating: Not really either?

tags: #noms #gt #sanders sides

summary: Logan usually chews gum while he studies, but today he is out. Remus volunteers to take its place.

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Boops Deferred

Wordcount: 841

Fluff/Angst Rating: Fluffy

Summary: Patton wants to boop. Logan’s busy

tags: #sanders sides

for @kieraelieson

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There’s a Snake in My Butt!

Remus talks Janus and Patton into doing some kinky stuff with him.

Wordcount: 3.1 K

Rating: Smut! No angst, just sex

tags: #mature #explicit #gt #sanders sides

Summary:

You’ve heard of elf on the shelf, now get ready for Janus in an anus!

Note: This fanfic is rated mature and explicit. By clicking the link and progressing into the fic, you are agreeing that you recognize this fact and are of an appropriate age to be reading it.

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Secret Shifter

Wordcount: 3.1 K

tags: #secret shifter #gt #cutetinyartist #gift exchange #gift fic

A gift for @cutetinyartist ​for the @secret-shifters ​gt gift exchange!

Summary:

Sam has a secret. A big secret. Or maybe it’s a really little secret…

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Chocolate Kisses

Tags: #sanders sides #intrulogical #dukexiety

Wordcount: 870

Fluff/Angst Rating: Fluff

Run

Summary:

Remus gives his boyfriends some kisses

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Cookies and Cuddles

Wordcount: 1.7K

Fluff/Angst Rating: very minor angst, mostly fluff

tags: #sanders sides

Summary:

As Thomas's Anxiety, Virgil can tell when the other sides are stressed, and he's going to do something about that.

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wordcount: 810

Fluff/Angst Rating: mild horror

tags: #temple run

Summary:

Legends say that the ancient idol will grant immortality. The legends are true. But what they don't mention is what you'll be spending immortal eternity doing.

[paracosmic-gt]

Prompt 39 - Solution

"I'll do it. It's the only way."

The effect on Jewel was immediate, the Anhemite straightening up as she moved to grab Seto by the shoulders and shake her head at the Japanese man. He wouldn't be the one to hurt himself, not in that way, not forever.

"No. I can't let you."

"But Jewel, I should be the one sacrificing something." He retorted, gently pushing her hands away to hold between his own, feeling cold scales warm beneath the heat of his palms. "After all I've done to you, I can't ask for something so permanent."

Permanent.

It would be permanent, sometimes Jewel forgot that fact, the one that made her heart ache. To obey the Rican district law and legally care for a wanted human as their son, one of them would need to give up their whole life. Their job, their perspective, and, to be frank, their privilege.

They’d need to become human.

They'd both frozen when they heard it at the interview, that to legally adopt a human, one of them would have to be under 6 foot 6 inches in height and able to interact with the human only districts in the town. There were quite a few, in fact, bordering the mixed areas while there were none close to the places with amenities for only giants, but being giants, neither Seto nor Jewel could get into them. Which meant Gabriel couldn't legally be theirs.

They'd walked out with grim expressions, looking to each other and wondering if the little boy from Terra was destined for a proper family. But now, the real argument was brought up. Because they both wanted a child they couldn't have together, but being a sorcerer meant there were loopholes Seto was willing to utilise.

"I-I can't. It's a trigger, this isn't good for your health."

"I know you won't." The younger man said, turning away from her and letting his hands drop. Jewel had been adamant that maybe this wasn't the best idea, maybe a giant child would be better for them to raise in a giant's household, but Seto refused. And the Anhemite could understand why; she'd seen the emotional connection he'd made with the little boy that clutched onto his fingertip like it was his mother's arm. The forbidden desire to care for him, raise him safely and like Teresa Knight would have wanted.

"Seto, I- you can't say that. You don't know, people can change..." The alien whispered, sighing as she hugged the man standing rigid against the bench and kissed him goodnight, feeling his arms soften at the action so alien coming from her. Seto whispered a goodnight into her ear and released her from his embrace, watching the only other giant in the small apartment move into the very next room to sleep.

'People can change, doesn't mean they will.' Seto found himself thinking, as he stepped into the bathroom to brush up for sleep.

That night, the evening of the interview, was two weeks ago.  A week of discussion, tension, and snapped comments yet to be apologised for, then a week of 'taking their minds off it', had steered Jewel in the right direction, and that was to the door of a certain Fawn. The first visit conceded an agreement, that the Anhemite would take a potion to assist in the preparation for shrinking to the desired size, one that enhanced her strength so a jump in size wouldn't damage her in any way.

Eridan wasn't surprised to see his brother's wife, his sister-in-law, turn up at the small home that he had made his own ever since Terra had become much too terrifying to live in. She always visited with the brown-haired sorcerer he'd known from a child, but he knew why she'd trekked here in the rain a second time. And it wasn't just for a friendly chat, the second visit was going to be the last time she'd speak to Eridan as a giant.

Jewel was shrinking.

"You must be frozen, come in, come in."

Inviting her inside, he offered a drink, politely refused as the Anhemite sat down in one of the chairs he'd modified to suit his lower half. Her psyche roiled with anxiety, fear, and the slightest sprinkle of determination, and it wasn't long until those flattened pupils fixated on the darkened room behind him.

"I'm ready, Eridan. I'll have as much as I need until the end of this year." Jewel followed Eridan's instructions, entering the room to sit within a circle engraved on stone and chewing on a strip of willow bark to reduce anxiety and stress, all with an ever-steady trust in his craft. This wasn't her first time in a sorcerer's den.

"Human children need their mothers for many years, are you sure about this?"

"I'll rear the child until he can survive without me guiding him, then I'll return and switch if need be."

The Fawn acknowledged her firm nod and continued with his preparations, ears held still against his head as he collected the potion, unclipping it from its clawed base and flipping the top to take a sniff. The needed ingredients were diced and added, and with another sniff, Jewel was allowed to take the intricate vial between her thumb and forefinger.

"Sizeshifting can be dangerous for your health. Don't undertake two doses in one day or something might go wrong with the elderthrit, that's one of the active ingredients."

Eridan said, speaking clearly as he perched on his hooves before her, gesturing to the second bottle.

"For those times when you need to be small, give a day to cool off before administering growth."

"I will."

"Now, here we go. No turning back, take it at once, please."

"Of course. For our family."

...

...ewel?

...re you...kay?

Eridan brushed his thumb over the Anhemite's forehead, watching her slowly regain consciousness before those eyes opened, her whole body stiffening to the point where the muscles in her arms cramped. She wasn't one to visibly panic when the time came to, so for now, she just stared up and tried to comprehend Eridan's mass, glancing to the finger resting dangerously close to her neck. Seeing the visible fingerprint in the skin as small grooves that removed any sense of his hand being soft again. Feeling its heat, radiating off every part of him, blowing out of his nose as he exhaled like a steam-breathing monster, making her scales feel absolutely /freezing/ in comparison.

Comparison. Like she could ever be compared to him again...or Seto for that matter.

The Fawn loomed overhead, wide eyes Jewel could see every detail of seeming only centimetres away due to the fact they filled her entire plain of vision, short lashes she'd never noticed before, the kindly face put under a magnifying glass to expose little details that could no longer be called little. Strands of his blonde hair thick enough to grab, the texture of Eridan's skin, the hidden flickers of gold tucked into the grey eyes that now had /visible layers of muscle./

It was too much; too much of /him/, too little of /her/, and not enough space between their vastly different bodies to let her process what she'd just done to herself.

"Uh...Eri...dan?" Jewel croaked from a throat burning with the leftovers of his potion.

"Yes, Jewel?"

She couldn't help glancing down to watch his mouth

"Can you...move...move back?  You're..."

"Too /close/."

The fawn completed her sentence,  except with his words sounding otherworldly due to the fact they resounded without trying to.

"I'm sorry, I'm sure Seto will be better with you in this fragile time."

The Anhemite couldn't help her heart jumping to her throat thinking of Seto, words sticking as she mentally replaced the form, still looming over her despite backing away, with her husband. She began to hum in panic as she regained control of slow limbs and tried to physically push herself away from the thought; Seto wasn't going to be that big, wasn't going to be the only one who'd be able to wear her wedding band, wasn't going to be giant.

"Jewel,"

"Th-This was a bad idea, Eridan." Jewel pleaded, hoping to find solace only to feel another wave of insignificance as he hadn't realised she was speaking to him, her voice too quiet and his easily overpowering it.

"I can't...I-I...I can't do this!"

The Fawn fell quiet, calculating eyes falling over her as the minute features of his concentrated expression shift and loosen to form one of concern. A hand reaches to comfort, perhaps to hold her own or even to make contact with the shivering woman, but it's dismissed with a scared glare.

Oh no...

What could he say? How could he calm her down enough to not act like this before his brother, the person who'll want to hold her close and help her only to be completely unable to. Eridan wasn't letting that happen.

As hard as it was, he got down on his hands and knees, hooves still touching the ground before he lowered completely onto his stomach and tucked his hands respectfully beneath his chin.

"I know you're scared. But none of us want to hurt you."

"I know that." Jewel softly hiccupped, trying to tone her voice up but only succeeding in her sounding like a scared child. "I know you'd never do anything to me."

Eridan waited until she was finished this time before he began to speak, head bobbing as he kept his chin firmly pressed into his hands.

"Sparrow will understand, he'll respect your need to have space until you adjust.

"You did this for him after all."

Jewel blinked at the statement, remembering Teresa, the son cupped in Seto's hands, their small fights about the matter. His determination to be the one to shrink.

Her acceptance and willingness to give this up for them; Gabriel and Seto.

"I did this...for our family, Eridan." She corrected, finding the ability to curl up slightly and look up to her brother-in-law's looming grey eyes. Only a few feet above her head yet she had to crane her neck.

"Noted. /I/ just need to make sure you can do everything you're supposed to before we go see Sparrow."

The Anhemite couldn't help searching for a sinister meaning behind the cryptic sounding words that warped the very air around her. "What do you... mean?"

"Stand up for me, please.

The momentary hesitation on Jewel's part from a small movement of Eridan's hand had the Fawn nervous, but he pulled a kind expression quite easily as he shifts the limb backwards and closer to the other.

Slow motions. Focus on her.

"I just want to make it easier, should I need to catch you."

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Sparrow = Seto

[This is a canon story]

I may or may not have a follow-up story depending on if I write it or not (duh) as a further prompt since this is part of my 100 G/T Prompt Challenge which I’m doing in order over on my Wattpad. 

https://www.wattpad.com/story/99053641-varying-perspectives-g-t-oneshots

It /would/ be very adorable, since Seto seeing Jewel at that size would be a total surprise as well as a sacrifice he /must honour/ with hugs and presents.

Both pieces of art are mine, sketched on my phone. They came out surprisingly well for something meant to be transferred to my iPad, and I think they’re better like this.

Bye for now!