#tiny martyn

[tiny-minecraft-rabbit]

Day 1: Protection

Using my own prompt list: here. You can also read this and every prompt as they come on AO3.

Summary:

Martyn stands guard at the doors of his King's home, believing him to be in danger. Ren just wants his Hand back inside.

Martyn paced outside the wide entrance of Ren's home, hand on the hilt of his sword. Ren had told him it wasn't necessary, that he could take very well care of himself, but he wasn't the one that had heard what the townsfolk had said.

They were calling for his head, like Ren had done anything worthy of such a thing.

Now, the hunting party coming after Ren was hardly the first. The great Red King of the Red Mountain Peaks had faced many foe over the years. Martyn being one of them. There was a bounty worth his weight in gold on Ren, one that Martyn had sought after at one point and learned to regret his attempt. A bounty which was completely unjustified. People just didn't like having something bigger than them nearby, too scared of what he could do to care that he hadn't done anything at all.

Martyn could feel every step of Ren coming to the door, despite the king's attempt to tread lightly. He didn't look up at him, pointedly scanning the horizon, even as Ren spoke, "Martyn, come inside. Everything is alright, man."

His hand tightened on the sword, "They're bringing a wizard. They're bringing an army. I will not stand idly while they threaten my king."

Ren huffed, and Martyn can hear him kneeling. No other king would even consider lowering themselves, especially to someone so small and insignificant as Martyn. It was something so unique to Ren, even if the other claimed it was nothing special. "I think you will find that I couldn't bear it if my hand was hurt for my own sake."

"I will not stand idly-"

"Neither will I," Ren cut him off. "Come here my hand, let me see you."

Martyn hesitated to look away from the woods. They had the high ground, and you could spot someone from a few miles away, but that was only if the trees gave way. With the new leaves and flowers of spring now in full bloom, you could barely make out the paths.

He turned and looked up at his King. The giant, the monster, the great dog of the peaks. He was enormous, his hand alone would have been able to smash apart his old cottage in a single sweep. Martyn had only ever seen those hands be used for a gentleness they didn't look made for. Now one of those hands was flat on the floor, fingers slightly curled in. Martyn climbed in it without a second thought.

Ren waited until he was steady to lift him up to his nose. The one flaw of his king, he was near blind, his light blue eyes took in too much light, leaving his vision spotty at best. "There we are. Dear Martyn, my precious little hand, so dashing," Ren purred, his other hand brushing against his back and a finger curling to rub his head gently. "Will you allow me to bring you back inside now? Night is approaching, there will be no crusade against me today. Everything is alright, dude."

He couldn't help but let the smile slip into place as he leaned into his king's touch, appreciating the words. Only his king.

"If I go in now, we won't see their torches," He insisted, glancing once more over the woods. He could just barely make out the little village at the base.

"We can watch from the windows," Ren compromised.

They wouldn't. The moment they reentered the Dogwarts Ren would find a million things to distract him with. He'd have to spend the whole morning trekking through the woods looking for signs of the hunting party coming to kill his king, just like he had every day since he had come back from his trip to town. He may again find nothing, or he may find something worse. He held his breath for the day he spotted the wizard the townsfolk had acquired.

"Alright. As you wish, my king," Martyn conceded, bowing his head.

Ren grinned, his mouth filled with sharp canines that Martyn could not find in him to fear. For how could he ever fear his king. Ren stood slowly, and Martyn's whole world swayed as he was brought far above the ground until he was securely held against Ren's chest. They stepped inside, the stone doors closing behind them.

[astronomodome]

watcher realm

[solargeist]

grian and his watcher studies

[earendilsass]

I've finally finished my life series art yipee

Im so proud of these considering i've never tried anything that looks like stained glass

Theres also a Cleo one in the reblogs

As usual click for better quality

Flat colours (and me yapping about them) under the cut

These are also not edited for better colours just straight from the art file, idk i can never get colours just right so i usually edit them in my gallery app lol

The line art colour match the characters vibes they're not really lore based but you know what is

The poses. Obv grain is looking at the camera (and has eyes) cuz he's a watcher but also scott and martyn are looking to one side cuz they were happy about their win and pear and scar are looking to the other cuz they were sad/confused

None of them really have facial features cuz like they're players in a game come on why would they ever have an actual identity other than 'player'

Also look at scotts bow and scars cane please i put way too much detail into them

Okay enough yapping now (i lied theres more in the tags)

[sasmeo-bisaster]

I love martyn thumbnail so much cause it low key looks like the art of some fantasy romance book

[these-godforsaken-halls]

sometimes i open twitter

[gentlegiantdreamer]

Hotguy and Cuteguy au but you throw in Giants and size shifters *throws confetti*

its the idea that humans and giants are seperated and grian has always wanted to be closer to humans and decides fuck it imma be a vigilante, he meets Hotguy and Martyn along the way and the three bond as Grian tries to prove to humans that giants can be trustworthy

though of course things cant be easy when one day Marytn goes missing....

[abbycrashing]

I just realized while watching Martyn's Rats season 2 that Bek's belt is the scarf that El made for her in Rats season 1! That's adorable!!

[nensami]

welcome to wild life everybody

[piglinmyfeet]

Jimmy being a ghost is so currently relevant

It's just like A Christmas Carol, but is Jimmy the ghost of Christmas past present or future?

[stressedbisexualtm]

Divorce quartet my beloved

[gladumfdoodles]

[Day 9]

i was watching the Martyn best bits video and this bit really stuck in my brain so here you go!

@inthelittlewood

[life-series-losers-blog]

They didn't betray eachother because they loved eachother or whatever. I'm sure you get it

3rdL!Ren: Honestly not surprised. They seemed far to close to just be friends.

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3rdL!Martyn: Oh come on. Now I owe BigB 3 diamonds

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LIES I TELL YOU. LIES

It’s not that much of a secret, literally everyone knows tiny

Shut up

[safety-rat-adventures]

(Closeups under cut!)

[Adventure Log 4]

“The humans have decided to go camping and took a few of us with. So far,

- Trash Rat got trapped in the trash can

- Scavenger Rat bite holes through several tents

- Tiny Rat has gotten lost multiple times

- and I have been grabbed by small humans TWICE.

This is going horribly.. and I haven’t even gotten to talk to Farmer Rat ONE TIME because of Tinker Rat.

Rat God save me..

-Safety Rat”

[teddy-bear-d]

… well I meant to make Scott more spooky but, eh it works haha

[t4tcecilos]

treebark week 2023 day three - saplings/puppies