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Is Indoors Really Safe?

heey for gt july day 5 we have caught I decided to continue the prompt I got from @da3dm the first part is here

I did also remember someone had said they'd hope I do more so I hope you don't mind the tag @skmayor

Again since I'm kinda new to actually taggin people i'll add again y'all are welcome to ask me to start tagging you in stuff <3 I am anxious and awkward so worry about the actual act of doing that usually

Alessia has been living with the humans for a month, but she's still not sure they're trustworthy...

Is Indoors Really Safe?

Alessia wasn’t sure she made the right choice to go back with a human. All her things had been brought along, he even gave her a different rope to use with her hook. He said he wanted to make sure she wouldn’t lose a memory of her parents. It was weird. This human was weird. She kind of liked how weird Vitus was.

Then there was his wife. That human had her anxious. They only met once, but the woman tried to grab her. If Vitus wasn’t there she had no idea what would have happened. She might have wound up just like her parents. Although… the woman apologized and gave her an entire human room to live in. She didn’t trust that one though, Dabria was to stay far away.

The youngest of the three had her the most on edge. Every time she saw him he looked angry. Vitus mentioned there had been some arguments before he found her. Something about a fight that the younger human wouldn’t explain. She could see the fatigue on the older man’s face when he talked. She heard the younger one arguing in his room sometimes. He sounded angry, he’d thrown something once when she spied on him. Alessia would be staying far away from Felix.

Other than the humans, the new home Vitus took her to was nice. He kept his word, giving her freedom. Apparently they did put her near one of those vent things. She didn’t fully understand, but it went all through the house. Dabria called it central air. Alessia thought that was a dumb name. Air was central to, well, everything. It was in the middle of every place ever. At least the stupid name gave her nice paths.

Vitus would bring food and sit in the room to talk to her. She didn’t trust it, but when he brought that red liquid she would sit in the open. He called it tomato soup, she didn’t know what tomatoes were but she liked soup. Her mom had made soup a few times when she was young, she called it mixed herb surprise. The surprise was usually some acorns.

She’d been thinking about her parents more since moving to the human house. The times they would tell her stories and play games. The food they ate and how often it was just herbs with nothing else. Humans had so much and these ones shared with her. Vitus didn’t let Dabria in the room and both hid her from Felix. Her parents would never believe it.

In reality she couldn’t believe it. There was a part of her that thought it was a lie. That she’d be better off on her own still. It could be possible for her to find some other borrowers in the world. She’d work on leaving those thoughts behind once she was confident in the humans. Once she’d seen what was hidden from her.

Vitus would spend time in a room that she couldn’t enter. The vents didn’t give her an opening and he kept the door shut at all times. It didn’t have room for her to sneak in over or under the door itself. A perfectly sealed place. She would find a way. It held the truth of these humans, the truth of what she’d walked into. A truth she had to learn.

Alessia came up with what she deemed a perfect plan. She hid in the vent on the floor a few feet from the room’s door. She waited for him to enter, he did every day around the same time. Her goal was to climb up to the top of the door and swing in once he opened it again later.. It was easy. She climbed trees all the time. Plus she hid from humans and animals all the time. At least it was going to be until steps that shouldn’t have been around knocked her from the bit she’d climbed towards the handle of the door.

Dabria wasn’t home and Felix wasn’t supposed to come to this floor. They said he always stayed on the lower one. It was a lie, she knew humans lied. Of course Vitus lied. Felix ran towards her, she wasn’t in place, she wasn’t hidden yet. She was lying on her back on the floor staring at the massive human. He was shorter than Vitus, but heavier. Would he be the human to kill her?

“How did you get here?” he hissed. Was it a hiss? The human’s voice was low, it could have been a whisper. The fingers that found her were softer than Vitus’s but it made her more terrified. This one could hurt her without knowing it. She watched him stare at the shut door for a second. “We need to get you out of here before my dad finds you.”

Alessia’s eyes widened. Vitus was the safe one, wasn’t he? He nursed her back to health, saved her from a storm. Unless it was a trick. That he knew she’d been on his shoe. Known she was hiding and lured her. In that room he might be planning something awful. A way to torture her before she winds up like her parents.

Felix started talking, but her mind wouldn’t process his words. She was going to die. She never should have trusted a human. Her vision started to darken as her breathing became hard. The fingers around her were firm, they weren’t changing as the human carried her. It wouldn’t be long before they would tighten. Until her body was crushed and thrown away. As her consciousness faded she was grateful she wouldn’t be awake to face her death.

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“You just grabbed her!?” someone said. Alessia’s head was hurting. She didn’t expect to still be alive. She didn’t know why someone would be upset she was grabbed either. They had to be another human. Felix probably planned to give her to someone else or give the other human the fun of crushing her.

“She was outside my dad’s workshop and you two said he can’t know about anyone like you,” Felix was quieter than when he found her. Maybe not even next to her. Alessia gasped when the words sunk in. He said two. There were two more humans near her.

Snapping her eyes open she expected three towering figures surrounding her. Instead she saw Felix far enough he would need to take a few steps to reach her. Another borrower stood with his arms crossed and glaring up at the human. She wanted to take the chance to escape, but another borrower appeared in front of her. She yelped and drew the attention of the others in the room.

“Ah that’s a relief, you’re awake,” the black haired, silver eyed borrower said. Alessia slowly pushed herself up. She was on a pillow, kind of like when Vitus had taken her in. That reminded her of the danger he has to pose. Two of her kind don’t want him around them. She has to get away. “Call me Ryder, would you care to tell us your name?”

Felix came closer. They were all trapped with this human now. She was trapped with humans. Trusting them was a mistake. Except he didn’t grab her or this Ryder person. He set a hand out and the other borrower hopped off. Salmon hair and pink eyes still glaring at him.

“Are you ok? This guy looks scary, but he’s not like other humans,” the pink eyed one said. He walked up and held out a hand. “I’m Rhys.”

“What happens next?” she whispered. This time there wasn’t a plan. She didn’t even have her hook to get away. All the things from her parents were hidden away from sight. She’d never see them again. Tears fell from her eyes. She wanted the rope back at least, she needed that back. The heavy sigh that blew past her made this worse. The human was annoyed.

“I know I scared you, but my dad doesn’t watch where he’s walking. He might have hurt you, he doesn’t know people like you exist. You can leave once you’re ready,” it sounded like earlier. He had been whispering. She couldn’t believe it. Borrowers didn’t trust the human who saved her. She was in too much danger around any of these people. She wanted to go home, she didn’t even know how to get home.

Vitus only brought her here a month ago. If she had her bag and hook maybe she could get home. It… it was probably something possible. Her parents had told her how they traveled away from humans before. A bedtime story she loved hearing. It was the last one she’d heard before they were gone.

“Don’t worry we live nearby,” Rhys said. 

Ryder helped her to her feet. She couldn’t just run away. She had things, they’d look for her. That child had searched for her dad when he ran. Vitus would hunt her down. Even if she made it back he knew where she lived. This human knew where these two lived. There was no telling if this was a test either. Would she run given the chance?

“This is why we said don’t grab one of us if you find them!” Rhys shouted at Felix. Alessia flinched, yelling at a human would end in-

“You’re the one who said not to tell my dad,” Felix growled. Alessia shrank away, but Rhys stepped forward. Ryder even approached the angry human. “He’s barely talking to me still. I wouldn’t have grabbed her if he wasn’t about to find her!”

“You mean well, but our kind do not trust humans. Grabbing any of us would only make you more likely to be considered a threat. You could have spoken to her,” Ryder had stepped between Rhys and Felix. She stared in awe, he was explaining it to a human. A human who’s golden eyes were on fire, but he hadn’t made a move.

“You’ve said my dad can’t know. You said if he finds anyone like you they’d be in trouble. My dad would have opened that door and sent her flying. I didn’t have a choice,” Felix had his arms folded. Rhys and Ryder stayed firm against him. They were unbelievable. “Blame me all you want, but I did what I promised.”

“Promised?” she whispered. Rhys softened and looked at her.

“Yeah, Felix here promised not to tell anyone about us after he saved us.”

“Wait… he saved you?”

“Yes!” Ryder actually had a bright smile.The bristle of Felix’s anger was dying too. He looked away. “He fought another human so as to stop them from hurting us.”

“Why are you still here?” 

Felix seemed to deflate. The burn in his eyes died completely, his posture drooped. Under other circumstances she may have thought she hurt him. Ryder walked right up to Felix holding a hand up towards him. The human didn’t move. 

“He’s our friend that’s why!” The anger in Rhys’s voice made her jump. “Other humans always wanted to hurt us. Felix could have and he didn’t. His dad is still mad at him and he could just tell him about us, but he doesn’t because we’re friends!”

“A good human…” she muttered. Felix moved again, crouching down in front of her. She stumbled back and even managed to see past him. To see the wide open door, the tall stoic man watching them. His presence made her more terrified. Would she witness humans fighting?

“You don’t have to trust me or like me. They don’t trust my dad so I got you out of there. Decide where to go. I’ll leave so you don’t have some awful human bothering you,” Felix said. The way he acted had her worried. She didn’t usually worry about humans, but he… he was like Vitus. They weren’t bad.

“Why are you afraid of his dad?” 

Her question stopped Felix. What she could see of Vitus barely shifted. No one else was noticing the much taller human. He wasn’t doing anything either. She noticed a point where he seemed to meet her eyes. He offered her a sad smile, like he knew too. What didn’t she know?

“Wouldn’t you be?” Ryder said. His voice was different, the dramatic tone falling away. “You must have seen him if you were up there. He glares at everything, even his steps are a lot.”

“You can trust him,” Felix’s voice was quiet enough she would have thought Rhys or Ryder whispered it.

“You said that, but you don’t know! The last adult who saw us wanted to kill us!” Rhys shouted. 

Unfortunately that reached Vitus and Alessia noticed the man shifting. He wasn’t quiet, at least not quiet enough for the other borrowers not to notice. This time she stayed somewhat calm while the other two froze. If… if this human… If Felix wasn’t bad then Vitus wasn’t bad and she hadn’t set herself up to die. 

Vitus had mentioned the fight, that it had been almost a year. A whole year the two hadn’t been speaking. A year of two borrowers choosing to come and go with a human knowing. She… she was always going to be afraid, but these ones she could try to trust. The truth was she was more terrified she’d be left alone again than they’d hurt her. She was scared of what could make humans be taken from her.

“Guess I’ve been caught,” his voice was gravelly. It was nothing like that usually. He cleared his throat and she jumped along with the other two borrowers. Felix jumped up with his back facing her and the others. He stepped forward and glared up at his dad. At Vitus. “Felix-”

“Dad, what happened to always knocking?” Felix said. He sounded angry. Rhys and Ryder ran up to her and grabbed her arms. They started to drag her away, towards the spot she’d seen Rhys arguing with Felix at first.

“Go, I’ll stay here just in case,” Ryder whispered. He let go pushing Rhys and Alessia forward. She stumbled, but Rhys tugged her along. Rhys was crying, the tears fell from his face to her arm.

“Hurry, we have to run!” Rhys’s voice was hoarse. Alessia knew that pain. Rhys expected Ryder to die.

“Wait,” the words started before her mind caught up, “he’s not dangerous. He brought me here after we met… I live here in a human room.”

Rhys tripped over his feet when she spoke. Ryder stared at her with wide eyes. Felix and Vitus didn’t notice the words they shared. She was able to watch as Felix shifted to keep Vitus from entering the room. Ryder ran up to the two as the humans continued to face each other. Vitus looked over at them, he looked almost happy they weren’t running.

“I found Alessia’s hook and got worried. I was going to check the kitchen when I heard you talking. That I don’t watch where I’m walking,” Vitus smirked. It was like when he spoke to her. An attempt to calm the situation.

“Alessia?” Felix asked. He tilted his head, the hand behind his back was waving. Telling them to run… He was keeping them safe. “Who is that?”

Alessia saw the small change in Vitus’s expression. Widened eyes that flashed concern only to switch to pride. Vitus set a hand on Felix’s shoulder. The younger human braced, Rhys and Ryder grabbed her and backed up. No one knew what the taller man would do, Alessia had a guess. If her guess was right then these were humans she’d try to trust. If she was wrong they would all run.

“I’m proud of you,” Vitus said as he pulled Felix into a hug. All of them seemed to relax once that happened. “I was sure there was something you’d been hiding. I had no idea what to do if I was wrong about the reason you wouldn’t tell us what caused the fight. That it was like that man said.”

“Dad I…” Felix tried. It was clear that this had caused a change. Rhys and Ryder looked at each other before stepping forward. Alessia watched the two reach the edge of the table. The edge where they could never run to safety in time. 

“He saved us!” Rhys shouted. Vitus let Felix go to stare at them. Another gaze at Alessia from the man. “We… I fell in his bag Ryder followed to try and get me out. The teacher found us and wanted to… to do really bad things. Felix fought him to get us away.”

“Rhys speaks the truth,” Ryder said as he pressed a hand to his heart. “We owe Felix our lives. He hid the truth for us, we have had many poor meetings with adult humans. There is a reason it is merely the two of us now.”

“I see.” Vitus stepped forward. Alessia stepped up to hold a hand of each of them. Vitus was terrifying to face. The man stopped away from them and crouched down. All three borrowers face to face with a human who could crush them in an instant. “Well, we have room. The two of you are free to stay here, just like Alessia. Speaking of which, Alessia, I have been working on something for you.”

“F-for me?” she asked. He nodded standing up straight and offering her his hand. She was scared, but stepped forward. She crawled into the palm, a smile from the human a welcome response.

“Why don’t I show all four of you?” She looked back at Rhys and Ryder. They were clearly nervous, but Vitus didn’t actually wait for them. He stepped back pulling his hand up to his chest. He paused in front of Felix. “We’re in the extra room at the end of the hall.”

Alessia was taken with him. He held her close to his chest. Each step shook through her spine, but that fear Felix gave her had melted. A month in and he hadn’t done anything. He even made Dabria stay away and hid her from Felix. She couldn’t help wondering if he was mad at her. That Felix caught her, that she expected so little.

“You could have asked about the room, I would have let you in,” he said. It made her jump. “It’s locked up tight because I make things in there. It’s a lot of wood dust, that’s bad to breathe in. I try to keep the dust inside so I can clean it up when I’m done working.”

 “Oh…” she said. It made sense, humans did a lot of weird things. They knew a lot too. Words that he still had to explain. Like windows, those things were weird. So was glass. A finger poked her and made her look up. He had a soft look on his face.

“I know you’ll be scared and have doubts, Alessia.” The voice was quiet and reassuring. “It’s a big move to risk living here. Take your time, we’ll all be here when you’re ready.”

“...really? Isn’t that bad? You… I agreed to come here.”

“Take the time you need to trust us. You’ve taken a risk trusting just me. You don’t have to move faster than you’re ready for.”

Alessia wrapped her arms around the finger that had poked her, “Thank you.”

“Wait until you see what I’ve been working on to say that.”

Vitus kept walking, it was clear to her he moved slower to give the others time to decide. It could have been giving him time to speak with her. Either way she appreciated it. She stared at the doors they passed, worrying when they walked by the one they gave her. That was where she would still get to stay right?

Vitus walked for a little longer. He stopped at a door that almost blended in with the wall. She wanted to ask, but saw he’d already started to push open the door. The room itself was normal. At least the normal she’d learned about. It looked kind of like the room they gave her without the bed. Just shelves, one of the table things, and what she lived under. There was nothing different.

He walked into the room and up to the thing she lived under. She tried to remember the word, dresser maybe. He stopped there and turned to the door. There she saw Felix with Rhys and Ryder sitting on his shoulders. If others like her could do that they couldn’t be bad humans. Vitus turned back to the dresser thing and crouched down.

“It’s not quite done yet, but it’s enough to show you. I thought you deserved a place we couldn’t just appear without warning,” he said.

Alessia stared in awe as he turned the dresser thing. The inner part was completely gone, but it looked kind of like the house the humans had. Even inside there was one of the beds Vitus said she could use if she wanted, but her size. A room with stuff she’d never seen before and things she’d seen around the house. One she was pretty sure Dabria called a couch when she was spying.

“Woah,” Rhys said. She looked away from the amazing dresser thing to stare up. Felix was leaning over to see them. “It looks like a house, but for someone like us.”

Vitus laughed a bit. His laugh made her smile, it was infectious. She wanted to feel comfortable with humans. At least these humans, they weren’t like the one in her past. They weren’t going to hurt her or those her size.

“That’s my goal,” he smiled. “There’s a lot more work to be done on it. I’m looking into some plumbing and wiring I can set up. I want to give you a place that’s more like the home that’s around you, but that you can use. Of course if you two would like to stay I’ll be making this project a bit bigger.”

“You’re really gonna try and put a shower and stuff here?” Rhys sounded excited. “And wiring? Like lights and-and all the other stuff?”

“I would like to, but I never really worked with it.”

“Rhys knows a lot about it,” Ryder said. Alessia turned around to face them more comfortably. Rhys looked like he was vibrating on Felix’s shoulder. The human cupped a hand around the borrower to keep him from falling.

“Oh?” She could hear the laugh in his voice. He’d spoken like that to her. To encourage her. Vitus… Vitus was a good person. He’d be so much easier to keep trusting if he were a borrower. “Would you mind helping me? It would have to be once all the wood work is done. I don’t think I have protection for someone your size and wouldn’t want any of you getting sick.”

“Can I really help?!” Rhys had climbed up leaning over Felix’s fingers. Alessia thought he was foolish. He’d fall and die if Felix moved. Vitus nodded, she noticed the look Rhys sent to Ryder. The subtle nod of the other. “We’ll stay to help with this at least. We can’t leave you to take care of another borrower when you don’t know anything anyway.”

“Rhys!” Ryder smiled when Felix cried out. “Can’t you just admit you want an excuse to play with electronics?”

“Don’t tell him that!”

“I believe he’d already noticed. You aren’t subtle.”

Alessia watched Rhys disappear behind the hand blocking him from falling. The smiles on the other two told her this was normal. This might work out. She might really have a good home with safe people here. Plus she wasn’t alone, other borrowers. Others who could teach her things her parents were taken too soon to. This might even turn into a family for her.

#gt #giant/tiny #giant tiny #g/t #g/t writing #gt writing #gianttiny #gt community #g/t community #gt july 2023 #gt july #gt july caught #also jakersdaboss I didn't tag you cause this isn't one of the others that fit the tropes you posted #they're still coming hehehe #oc: felix #oc:alessia #oc:rhys #oc:ryder #oc:vitus

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Ice Cube Prank Gone Wrong... or Right?

hey @da3dm here's the next request. This might have changed a little bit from the original idea.

Rhys is a young borrower that likes to play tricks on mostly one of the two humans he lives with. One day it goes a little wrong.

Ice Cube Prank Gone Wrong... or Right?

Rhys glared at the dark blue thread currently wrapped around his ankle. It mocked him as he hung limply from the vent with that as his only life line. Stupid vent just had to shift under his weight and make him fall. He knew he was lucky he was caught by the thread, but he was more annoyed that his prank wouldn’t work out now. How could he drop one of those weird cold plastic cubes on the grumpy human when he was stuck like this? 

It would be easy to free himself. It wasn’t like this was the first time he was caught by his ankle, but the humans were loudly talking in the other room. He had time to glare at the thread and vent for betraying him. At least he was supposed to have time. The humans were supposed to stay in the kitchen together. This was the day they always did that, but one voice started to come closer. From where he hung in the sky Rhys saw the grumpy human in the doorway starting to walk away from the room the other was in.

“I’ll just eat later, I have to meet this deadline,” the grumpy one shouted. Rhys started to try and climb up enough to free his ankle. He had to work quickly. Heavy steps rocked through him making it hard to grab the string.

Rhys froze when he felt himself drop. Staring up he saw the thread fraying. The sharper edge of the vent had caused the thread to weaken. Another step from the human had him drop again. He managed to grab the thread and start to pull it apart enough to free his ankle. He paused as he dropped again to stare down at the floor that would kill him if he landed on it. Another heavy step, another drop, and he went back to work.

Biting back a cheer he pulled his ankle free, holding himself up with the thread. Unfortunately it wasn’t fast enough, the human took another set of quick steps that had him falling. Rhys had no time to scream as his body registered the free fall. He was going to hit the hard ground and turn into nothing. His mouth kept moving as he tried to make some noise to maybe land on a human’s hand rather than the floor.

His body collided with something soft and warm, but firm too. The thing shifted forcing Rhys to slide down the soft surface. He felt more than heard the human make a noise that would usually make him laugh. He tried to grab onto something, but found only a surface that felt like skin against his palms. Ice filled his veins as the realization of where he landed hit him. The human, the grumpy human and he was still sliding down towards the floor. The reality didn’t get to set in long before he’d fallen between the human’s shirt and skin.

“Ryder! An ice cube really?” the human shouted. The voice was too loud. Covering his ears would have been a blessing. It took a steeper fall for him to remember to grab the cloth and avoid reaching the hard floor. “I told you to knock it off with these dumb-” A hand reached in too quickly to dodge. Rhys had the air squeezed out of him as fingers pinched him. “-pranks.” 

Rhys was pulled out from the human’s shirt and rushed up to see a giant face. He felt sick as the golden eyes studied him. It had been terrifying to consider being caught by either of the humans. The one holding him always looked angry and put his full weight into each step. The yelling would bring the one with silver eyes, meticulous in everything he did down to the bits of plastic he left out a lot. The one holding him narrowed his golden eyes.

“...You’re not an ice cube,” the golden eyed human said. 

Rhys had quips and responses flit through his mind. No I’m not, put me down. I’m just one you’ve never seen. Correct now if you’d let me go. I’m a new ice they’re testing out. None of them sounded quite right. He didn’t really know what an ice cube even was. His best guess would be that plastic square filled with water he was planning to drop on the grumpy human. 

Either way he couldn’t bring himself to make a sound. Even if he did speak and miraculously got let go, there was no way for him to get home. He never set up the ladders and steps he needed after he moved here. The humans were too fun to mess with. Along with how hard it was to steal the materials from them. A stolen pin had grumpy searching for hours until Rhys put it back. A stolen plastic sword from the other one had the guy almost digging into the vent that Rhys liked to store things in. No reason to bring it all the way home when the humans might go crazy enough he gives it back.

“Felix I don’t know what you’re talking about,” the meticulous one said. He was coming closer now. The steps reached him even through the grumpy one. The fingers holding him actually tensed which forced a pained gasp to escape. It was followed with almost too much pressure removed. Rhys had to hold the fingers to make sure he wouldn’t fall.

Horrified, he stared at the entryway the grumpy human had come from. The other human appeared, his long black hair tied back and out of his face. He always knew the grumpy one was shorter, but held up this high made it more obvious. It was also more terrifying as the taller one came closer. His silver eyes lit up once they found Rhys. The approach of the tall one grew worse once he smiled.

Fingers thinner than the ones currently trapping him wrapped around him. Rhys could feel the strength in the digits as they forced him from Grumpy’s hold. He was moved quickly, fast enough to make him feel sick. The light around him disappeared. The fingers pressed him to something firm and warm. Not as soft as before, but that wasn’t important. The fingers slid until he was pressed against that firm surface by a human palm.

“Ryder, what exactly are you doing?” Grumpy asked. Rhys was doing everything he could to forget about those eyes. The way they looked at him made him want to die.

“You mistook them for an ice cube, they have to warm up,” the meticulous one announced. He always spoke like he was issuing orders to someone.

“You don’t even know if it’s supposed to be that cold. Warming it up could kill it.” 

Rhys shivered at the tone used. He was going to be just some bug or animal to these two. He shouldn’t have been so focused on messing with them. They just kept blaming each other, but never did anything else. It was funny and almost made him feel like he belonged here. It was a lot nicer after the way he was sent away from his last few homes.

It seemed like the one holding him now at least wanted to help him live. That could give him the chance to escape. Then he’d leave and find another new home. The fourth one this year… 

“Please, nothing alive should be this cold. Probably came in from outside due to the weather,” the meticulous one said. Rhys almost nodded along to that. A perfect excuse that he could use. A clicking sound came from above. It made his blood run cold. The things he left in the vent weren’t likely to stay where he left them now. 

“Ryder, you have no idea what that is, if it belongs-” the grumpy one stopped. Silence followed for a horrible span of seconds. 

Rhys held his breath, unable to see what was happening. The fingers that slid away wrapped around him. He grabbed the cloth shirt as tight as he could, desperate for something to keep him safe. His attempts to stay were completely ignored as the meticulous one pulled him free. He was forced to face the humans, wrapped in a tight fist. The grumpy one held a purple plastic cube between his fingers. The traitorous frozen thing had become slick in the warm air of the vent.

“Aha,” the shout made him jump, the meticulous one was too loud. “It appears we discovered a little prankster!”

 Rhys started shaking. The humans definitely would hurt him now. He felt the golden eyes assessing him the whole time. The softer hand was held out near him. Rhys looked at the one holding him, there was something in the way he looked that answered any questions Rhys could ask. The grumpy one was going to get his way, it didn’t matter what happened.

The fist holding him moved until he was dropped on the palm. Fingers curled over him. He was brought close to those eyes, he genuinely considered poking one to try and escape. That would just kill him, Grumpy was wearing a shirt that just had thin bits of fabric on his shoulders to hold it up. Grumpy let out a hum while staring at him.

“Ryder, finish cooking breakfast. We’ll come eat in about…” Grumpy mumbled as he tilted his head, “thirty minutes.”

“Yes sir!” the other said. 

The hand holding Rhys wrapped the fingers around him blocking most of his view. He was pulled close to the human, unable to see anything around him anymore. The steps jolted through his spine. This human wasn’t thinking about anything he did as he walked. Rhys didn’t want to see what Grumpy was planning. He tried to run through what he’d been taught before being sent off on his own. He was following one rule at least, never refer to a human by their name. Being too familiar could get him killed, although familiar wasn’t the issue now that he was caught.

Felix sighed as he kicked the door shut to his work room. He should have warmer fabrics than the creature currently wore in here. He just needed an idea of how big it really was. He walked to the desk he used to test designs, none of the dolls were quite small enough. They’d work at least.

He sat down, grabbing a few things before bringing his hand close to the table. Folding back his fingers, the thing was still shaking. It was hard to believe this was actually planning to drop an ice cube on anyone. Probably just liked the color and tried to steal it. He tilted his hand until the creature slid off. He hesitated for only a second before curling his other hand around it.

Felix grabbed a few of the heavier sewing kits he owned and placed them around the creature. Each side blocked off except the one open to where he’d be working on something. He considered something to keep it occupied. If it liked purple he could give it some purple fabric. Maybe it would make a nest on his desk… that would be interesting at least. He pulled his hand back, resting his elbow next to the sewing kit near the edge of the table.

“Stay put,” he mumbled. He didn’t really expect the thing to listen. Looking human doesn’t make it human. “I have a feeling you’ll run off if I don’t stop you.”

Felix grabbed the smallest doll he had. It was still at least twice as big as the creature. He found himself wondering if there were any other extremities he should worry about. Wings, a tail, anything. He’d just have to assume there weren’t. He wasn’t going to risk injuring it to find out, plus he’d need more than thirty minutes to go that detailed. He snapped the doll apart to get to work.

Felix jumped as the small creature shrieked. He stared at the thing, the small hands held over its head in fear. He didn’t see how it could have hurt itself. There weren’t any loose pins around. The idea that this had been the cause of the string of pranks he’d suffered only grew more impossible. Although the shaking was making him struggle to believe it wasn’t as human as it looked.

He noticed the creature looking at the doll in his hands. His own eyes went wide as he made the connection. Ryder’s theory that it came in to avoid the cold may not be wrong. If it had been in the house for any time it would know the dolls come apart. He put the doll back together, holding it out to the little creature. He used his empty hand to tap the creature’s head, guilt consuming him as the little thing scrambled away. The eyes locked on his fingers.

“Hey,” he whispered. He spared a glance at the doll he held. This creature was smaller than it and the doll was already so small in his hands. “They’re designed to come apart. I’m not gonna hurt you, I just use them to make small designs easier. Here, try pulling it apart, it’s easy.”

Felix held the doll’s head close to the little thing. He didn’t expect it to listen, he wasn’t ready to accept tiny people existed. It was a strange creature that used fabric to cover some shell or something… probably. Regardless he’d make something to keep it warm. After that they’d have to wait and see. The small form slowly stood and reached past the doll head to the shoulders. He smiled a bit when pink eyes stared up at him. Weird eyes just like he and Ryder had.

The small person tugged on the doll’s body. Felix didn’t even need to help, the doll popped apart. He smiled when a look of awe took over the creature’s face. There was a chance it hadn’t spoken because it was mute. It looked so much like a person, it was getting harder to deny that. It was possible that their voice was too quiet for them to hear too. The face was staring straight at where the doll had separated.

“Wow…” they whispered. Felix thought his heart stopped. That was definitely not meant for him to hear. It would be easy to pass off as the wind. At least if he hadn’t been sure the small mouth moved when he heard it. He sat back, pulling a slightly bigger doll closer to work with. He couldn’t deny it anymore, they’d found a tiny person. He’d wait until they’d eaten to ask about getting measurements for better clothes.

It was hard to guess the right size for someone so small while working on a doll four times their size. It didn’t have to be perfect though, an oversized sweater was enough. He kept looking at the small person while he worked. They were studying the part where the doll broke apart. It was clear they’d never seen something like it up close. He smiled when he saw the way they acted when they found another part that could disconnect.

Felix finished the sweater, but left the small person investigating the doll longer. At one point he reached closer to show more of how it worked. They backed away, but moved closer as soon as his hands were gone. It sort of reminded him of when he and Ryder were younger. The constant questions from the younger one about what he worked on. The look of awe felt more like their sister though.

“We’ve probably made Ryder wait long enough,” he said. The little person jumped and stumbled away from the doll. Felix grabbed the pieces, locking them back in place. He offered the sweater to the person, hoping it would work to get some response. He wanted proof he hadn’t imagined their voice. It would make everything a lot easier moving forward. 

Small hands grabbed the sweater. The little face stared up at him with wonder and something he couldn’t name. The purple sweater was pulled over the small head. Felix had estimated poorly, it looked like it hung down past their thighs. It would be something he could fix once they started communicating. It had only just occurred to him they might speak different languages.

Felix reached for the small being. Hesitating when they started to shake again. He bit his lip, they couldn’t just wander freely. They would probably disappear, or worse a careless action could hurt them. He wasn’t about to let them die from his own ignorance. He pulled his hand back and set it in front of the person instead.

“Is this better?” he asked. The small face stared at him again, Ryder wasn’t going to be happy to let them leave anytime soon. Their frame looked thin. They felt it when he held them too. It was likely the little person hadn’t had a good meal for a long time. They nodded, Felix felt like an idiot. They listened when he offered the doll, of course they spoke the same language. He would have to make it up to them for doubting their personhood later. “I’m Felix.”

“...grumpy,” the small person said. He could hear a bit clearer. The voice was much more masculine than he first thought. The little man looked up with wide eyes. A deep breath made the sweater hanging loosely on his frame move. Felix opted to let Ryder deal with trying to make the man talk.

“Ryder’s waiting, let’s go.”

Ryder had focused his time since meeting the little prankster on trying to make small pancakes. He didn’t have the best judge of the small person’s size, but that wouldn’t stop him. Of course it didn’t help that he burned a lot of attempts. The delay Felix ran into wound up being something he appreciated. By the time he heard his elder brother returning he had the prankster’s portion ready. He set the plates with the pancakes he’d made for the two of them down.

Ryder stared at the small pile of tiny pancakes. He needed something for the little prankster to eat from. He searched around the kitchen before settling on a small dish they had from a tea set someone gave Felix a long time ago. He knocked the pile of food onto the dish, setting it centered between the two normal plates. He opened a bottle of water, using the cap to hold syrup for the small person.

As Ryder set the bottle cap down Felix walked in. His brother carried the small person in a flattened palm held near his chest. The small person didn’t appear to love the arrangement, but it might be better than a fist. He’d take that into consideration the next time he held them. Felix took his seat and set his palm down on the table. It made him smile to see the little prankster in something his brother had put together.

Ryder took his seat, leaning his elbows on the table. He put his hands up to rest his head on as he stared at the small person. It was clear they were young, probably close to his sister’s age. It made him worried that someone else was around they hadn’t seen. Felix hit his arm distracting him from his thoughts. The little person was staring up at him.

“I hope you haven’t found my brother poor company,” he said. Felix sighed, he never did like how Ryder phrased things. “I hope the pancakes are something you’ll enjoy, little prankster.”

The small person tensed. It made him worried. He moved his hand to check, but they scrambled away. The reaction spurred him on, reaching closer to them. Felix cleared his throat, getting Ryder to look at him. A single shake of his brother’s head made Ryder pull his hand back immediately. He looked to Felix for a sign of what to do next, a shrug was not the answer he wanted. 

“...gonna…me…” the small person said. Ryder leaned closer to try and hear them better. The following stumble made it worse again. Especially when they tripped on the too long sleeve of the sweater Felix gave them. He and Felix shot out a hand to catch them, but failed. The small person fell onto the bottle cap of syrup spilling it on the table and themself.

Felix stood up quickly, shaking the table as he did. Ryder frowned as the prankster wound up covered in more of the sticky syrup. He reached forward with every intent to help the person. They started trying to force their way out of the purple sweater on their own. Looking at the mess, the best option seemed to be pulling them by their legs. It would get them out of the sticky substance, mostly clean. 

Ryder moved carefully to pinch the small legs between two of his fingers. He pulled the prankster free from the predicament. The amount of squirming made him frown. The attempt was successful as he pulled them up and away from the puddle of syrup. The sink was running as Felix got things to clean the mess, he was almost tempted to just bring them over to it.

All his thoughts stopped when he met the face of the being he held. Nothing could make the tears on their face any clearer. The sniffling he heard was louder than a concert speaker to him. Slowly and carefully he set the little prankster down on the table. It was the first time Ryder took a good look at them.

The little person was young, younger than his sister. Salmon hair that needed to be taken care of and bits of dirt stuck to his tan skin. They didn’t find a small adult or a child without a parent. They found a young boy who was on his own in a world that definitely wasn’t made for him. Felix came back with a few wet paper towels, but Ryder knew the damage was done. They’d made things awful for a child.

Rhys wanted to die. He’d been able to handle it with Grumpy. Completely dumbfounded when he learned the human hadn’t just been finding the same doll a million times. Of course with both of them staring at him he’d started to lose his confidence. It didn’t help that he was almost positive Grumpy heard him mumble that in response to his offered name. Trying to speak was a mistake, he should just stay a dumb quiet animal so these monsters let him go.

He didn’t expect to be put down gently after Meticulous held him by his legs. A quick motion had him curled in a ball the second he was free of those fingers. Honestly, he thought that was going to be when he died. Whatever curiosity kept him safe so far would be gone now that he made a mess. No reason for humans to be any nicer than other borrowers.

“Hey,” Meticulous said. Rhys just tried to curl up smaller. Maybe he could disappear if he got small enough. “No one is going to hurt you.”

“As if I can trust humans,” he mumbled. Something cold touched him, making him jump. Grumpy’s face was close.

“So you can talk little guy,” he smirked. Rhys was even more mad at himself. He should know better by now. Talking to himself is what got him sent off on his own in the first place. He hugged his knees as tightly as he could. Desperately hoping the humans would think he died or something. A finger poked him, he tried not to move. “You need to clean the syrup off of yourself. Can you do that?”

Rhys refused to move. He felt one sigh and heard the other’s. Mumbled voices that he couldn’t make himself understand. Humans plotting was bad. He was expecting those huge fingers to lift him up and start wiping off the syrup stuff. Instead he was left alone. The humans moved other things, but not him. Slowly he chanced looking at them again. Grumpy had the clothes he made and turned away with them. Meticulous was holding a plate of something up high with his arm stretched over Rhys to do something.

Grumpy took a seat in front of one of the giant plates again. Meticulous set the one he held down in front of Rhys before sitting down himself. The two humans shared a look before nodding at each other. Rhys just hugged his knees tighter. A part of him thought if he didn’t act then they’d forget about him. Once he was forgotten about he could try to do something.

“You should eat the pancakes before they get too cold,” Meticulous said.

“He’s right. The syrup incident just joins our list. There’s also the butter event and the jelly fiasco,” Grumpy said.

“Jelly…?” Rhys mumbled. He didn’t know what jelly was. Grumpy got a smile on his face that actually made him look nice. Meticulous groaned which made him jump.

“My dear brother never tires of telling this story.” Rhys tilted his head, but Grumpy’s smile got bigger.

“He’s right I don’t. The kiddo here asked about it, no reason not to tell him.” Meticulous buried his head in his hands. “When Ryder here was a kid he wanted to make everyone breakfast. He was determined and succeeded in burnt toast. He slathered peanut butter on some pieces and decided he needed jelly to add to it.”

Rhys found himself nodding along. It wasn’t like Grumpy was a good story teller, but Meticulous reacting by hiding made him curious.

“Well the jar was stuck closed. Ryder wasn’t going to let that stop him, but his master plan was to hold it up above him to open it,” Grumpy mimed the action, holding an imaginary something above him and twisting his other hand a bit lower. “Our parents walked in just in time to try and stop him. He was pulled off the chair he stood on only to manage to open the jar as our dad held him close.”

Grumpy was laughing and Meticulous moaned. Rhys found himself grinning.

“The jar popped open and jelly spilled all over Ryder, our dad, the chair and the floor. Somehow it missed the burnt toast completely despite the splash all over.” Grumpy leaned closer holding up a finger with a big grin. Rhys actually leaned forward too. “The best part was back then every time he made a mistake it was some heroic deed. So he valiantly announced he’d defeated the monster trapped in the jelly.”

Grumpy started to laugh more and Meticulous hit his head on the table. Rhys wound up laughing too. It sounded funny even if he didn’t know what all the words were. Especially with Meticulous getting so upset. Grumpy kept a big grin on his face as Meticulous sat up straight again. They both were smiling still, it made him feel a lot safer.

With that safe feeling he decided to try the food they put near him. He reached out to one, it was almost as big as his head so he ripped a part off. Carefully he took a bite and his mind went blank. He couldn’t remember having warm food really ever, but it was more than that. He never had something that tasted like this. He started to eat quickly, completely ignoring the humans. He didn’t want them to take it away. 

“Hey,” Meticulous whispered while tapping Rhys’s head. Rhys froze, looking up at the human. “Take it slow, if you eat that whole pile I can make more. Or you can take from one of our plates. Going too fast can get you sick.”

Rhys nodded and forced himself to go slower. He almost wondered if they’d let him take some home. If they let him go. Although getting let go still wouldn’t do much. He didn’t get to focus on his situation for long. The two humans started to talk again. Telling more stories that wound up with him laughing. He had no idea how long he sat between them listening, how long he felt like this was normal.

After a while he realized he couldn’t eat anymore of the food. He frowned at the pile that was still mostly his height. He didn’t want it to go to waste. The two humans ate everything they had. He felt almost out of place, but the casual way the two talked had him lose that thought. He liked how they acted. Every once in a while they’d say something directly at him, but neither made him answer.

“Well, it’s almost time I get back to work on my designs,” Grumpy said as he stretched.

“I do need to finish painting those figures,” Meticulous nodded. Rhys felt a little sad that this couldn’t keep going.

“What about you, kiddo?” He jumped when Grumpy spoke to him, but got excited too. He never got to talk about the things he was planning. “What are your plans for the day?”

“After I dropped the cold purple thing on the grumpy human I was gonna try and take some warmer fabric from him. Then I wanted to see if the meticulous one dropped one of those swords so I could take… it…” Rhys trailed off. He realized too late that he excitedly told both humans his plans to first play a trick on one and then take from the other. He stared up in fear, but both humans had a look that almost made him feel safe.

“Grumpy… I wouldn’t think I look grumpy. Although Ryder does fit meticulous.” Rhys shrank away from the humans staring at him. Slowly Meticulous started to shake. Rhys started to slide back, he only moved a little before the human burst out laughing.

“I’m sorry, but Felix, that is one of the nicer things someone has said when they see your neutral expression.” Rhys backed up more. He didn’t want to be near angry humans. Grumpy sighed.

“That is true…” Grumpy’s eyes locked on Rhys again. “So, what else were you planning today? I don’t think you’ll get one of the swords you wanted. All of the meticulous human’s statues are being sent out soon. They need those weapons. I’d be happy to get you some warmer fabric, even make the clothes once I’m done with my designs.”

“Felix, he'd be bored watching you work. Why don’t you come help me paint, little prankster?”

Two hands were set down in front of him. He backed away, the warmth from them terrifying. He started to feel safe, like he belonged. That was dangerous. All he found out was these humans wanted to keep him and he wouldn’t get to find a new home. He didn’t want to be a pet… He wanted to keep exploring and playing his tricks. 

“Y-you’re keeping me?” he managed to ask. The humans shared wide eyed looks with each other. Both hands were pulled back. He didn’t know what was worse.

“No, we’re giving you a choice to spend the day with one of us,” Grumpy whispered.

“A-aren’t you mad?” A finger ruffled his hair and made him duck down to hug his knees.

“When I thought my brother, the adult, was playing tricks? Yes. A kid having fun, not so much.” Rhys stared at the humans with his own eyes wide. He pouted almost immediately after.

“I’m not a kid.” Meticulous leaned closer.

“How old are you?”

“Fourteen.” Meticulous gasped and leaned back, the hint of a smile on his face.

“Felix he’s right it’s worse he’s a teenager. Soon we’ll have to deal with loud music that the neighbors complain about.” Grumpy nodded as Meticulous spoke.

“It might even be rock music.”

“Oh no, little prankster, do you listen to rock music?” Rhys climbed up to his feet and shook his head. He didn’t understand what the humans were even talking about.

“I don’t know what rock music is…” Grumpy shot him a smile that made him start feeling safe again… It was tempting to use their names. They kept saying them. He already broke so many rules, would it be bad to break another?

“That’s a relief, maybe we can skip the punk phase.” 

“What’s going on?” Rhys had to voice his confusion. He didn’t understand anything anymore. The humans weren’t grabbing him or punishing him. They were just… making jokes. He stomped his foot as he stared up at them. “Are you treating me like a joke? I’m a person!”

“No, we’re making you smile.” The meticulous human’s voice was soft and kind. Rhys jumped from the voice. The grumpy human just gave him a look.

“Of course you’re a person… I apologize for doubting that at first. It is hard to believe people so small exist.” The grumpy human looked away. He saw a bit of red on his cheeks. That meant the human was embarrassed.

“So… what are you gonna do with me?” If the humans were just going to keep trying to make him smile he had to ask. He couldn’t just look for an escape when the humans weren’t making it easy. Acting different from normal would only trap him. The two shared a look.

“Nothing.” Rhys fell to his knees. This was just a weird dream and he’d wake up cold in his poorly insulated home. The humans would be loud, he’d still drop the cold thing on Felix. He’d maybe try to steal some of the stuff Ryder made… and he’d keep calling them by name in his head like he just did.

“I can’t get home… I lost my hook when I fell out of the vent.” It felt like he opened a door he shouldn’t. That now the humans would know he was helpless and stop pretending.

“What do you need for it?” He stared up at the humans in shock…

“Y-you’ll just give it to me? No deals or-or threats? Just… just like that?” One of the massive hands came close, a finger ruffled his hair again.

“Just like that. What do you need for a hook?” It felt strange that the constantly grumpy looking Felix was the one who gently ruffled his hair. It didn’t feel real.

“...thread and a… a paperclip or safety pin.”  Felix left without a word. Rhys just watched while Ryder folded his arms on the table and smiled. He looked at the silver eyed human with a bit of hope. “Can I… can I have pancakes with you again?”

“We can add chocolate chips next time.” 

Rhys jumped to his feet with a smile. He never got to have chocolate before. He knew humans liked it a lot. Felix came back, setting a whole spool of thread down along with a bunch of paper clips and safety pins. Rhys grabbed one of each, quickly fashioning a hook similar to what he had. He looked up at the humans, both standing at their full height again. He should leave, humans were dangerous. They weren’t mad at him or yelling or upset he had been messing with them.

“...can I still stay with one of you today?” he asked. Rhys jumped when two hands were set in front of him again. He would run away later, for today he’d embrace this feeling of belonging.

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“Rhys!” Felix shouted. The borrower ducked under a table to avoid the angry human. It was probably not the best idea to mess with the sewing machine… again. Heavy steps came towards his hiding spot. He tried to run, but a hand caught him as soon as he shot out.

“Um… hi?” he smiled. Felix glared at him, but the hold stayed soft. These humans were nothing like they looked like. The human turned and walked back to his room, setting Rhys carefully down on the sewing machine where he’d left part of it dismantled.

“What did we talk about with the sewing machine?”

“Not to take it apart when you have deadlines nearby?”

“What did I tell you and Ryder two days ago?”

“You have a deadline to meet… I still don’t know what those are though!” Felix sighed, it blew his hair back. He fixed it to sit over his shoulder again, he liked how clean it was now.

“You know exactly what a deadline is. I've explained it to you six times already.”

“I’m a fourteen year old borrower with no education. You can’t expect much from me.”

“Ryder told you to say that, didn't he?”

“...no.” Rhys looked away as Felix sighed again. The human did it on purpose, blowing his hair out of place again. He liked keeping it on his shoulder and Felix took advantage of that. The golden eyes stared down at him unflinchingly. He let out his own sigh and stepped back a bit. “I… might not know how to fix it this time…”

Another sigh and he stiffened. Despite how nice the humans were he knew they’d get angry at some point. Felix would grab him and squeeze him, or Ryder would trap him in one of those cleaners for the statues he made. Felix’s hand came close, but all he got was a light shove from one of the fingers. He pushed back at it, stumbling when it pushed him harder.

“Stay here while I fix it so you don’t leave it taken apart again. Next time I’ll start locking it up when I have a deadline to meet,” Felix whispered.

Rhys climbed to his feet and sat off to the side. He watched the huge fingers fix all the things he took apart. It felt weird to see how deft Felix actually was. The whole thing only took a few minutes. He just sat silently as it happened. Once it was done Felix sat back and smiled at him. This still didn’t feel real.

“Let me know next time you can’t fix it, I usually can ok?” the human said. Rhys nodded. He expected to be ignored, but a hand was placed in front of him. “Did you want to stay in here while I worked or go back to what you were doing?”

“I’m allowed to stay?” he asked. He thought Felix would kick him out after that.

“It’ll be boring, Ryder’s probably going to watch a video or something while the minis print.” Rhys climbed on the hand with his eyes shining.

“Let’s go to Ryder!” The human holding him laughed, but did as he instructed. 

The humans were dangerous and could hurt him. They could turn on him in an instant. The hand that was holding him carefully now could squeeze hard enough to break him. The one he was dumped on before Felix walked off could just drop him somewhere to forget about. Each time they held him promised those things wouldn’t happen. Soft, gentle holds that kept him close to their hearts. He really did find a place he belonged.

#awkwardanswers #da3dm #gt #giant/tiny #giant tiny #g/t #g/t writing #gt writing #gianttiny #gt community #g/t community #gt found family #OC:Rhys #OC:Ryder #OC:Felix #i might have gone overboard #i got god squad on the mind again #ryder and felix need more love #they're getting it now lol

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Interesting Sample Part 1

Heyy finally getting a bit more fore the mafia AU.

This time we get to learn just how the human Ryder wound up with the ruthless Kamia family. And how he got to stay with them.

TW: Some dehumanization, broken bones, panic, blood, references to giants eating humans

Part 2 , Part 3(Final)

Interesting Sample

Ryder ran as fast as he could. A foot stomped down just barely missing him. He almost lost his balance, but managed to turn it into a dive under a chair. He was breathing heavily as the weight of the man chasing him slammed into the ground. Ryder scrambled back to try and get any distance from the giant. A scream escaped him as the chair was roughly thrown to the side.

“Fucking brat,” the giant said. Ryder flinched at the loud voice. He climbed to his feet planning to run again, but a hand slammed down on him before he could. He screeched when he thought he heard something crack. “So much for making it worth my while agreeing to take you along.”

Ryder had to focus on breathing. The pain was only in his arm, he could overcome that. He just had to wait for the idiot to move to pick him up. Then he could run again, at least hide until things settled down. He was smart enough to get away.

“Sir!” someone called. The same someone who ratted him out. All he did was steal a little of the fancy food the jerk holding him down bought. It wasn’t even noticeable, but he acted like it was the end of the world. He just wanted something other than the stale food the giant normally left out for him. “The eldest Kamia kid is coming!”

Heavy steps made Ryder jump as the other giant came out. He didn’t need to see the traitor’s face to know there was a confident smirk. It wasn’t Ryder’s idea in the first place to take some. Stupid assistant said it would be fine. The hand around him grew just a bit heavier. It made him gasp for air.

“Maybe you can make up my investment in you after all,” the heavy handed giant said. Ryder’s eyes went wide as the fingers curled in around him. He wasn’t getting a chance to run this time.

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Felix kept a bored look on his face as he walked down the street. A few new stores popped up recently and his dad asked him to see just what they were selling. There’d been some rumors that even the other families weren’t happy to hear. His mom would be handling it, but he was finding the proof. The newcomers liked to think he was just a dumb kid who wouldn’t know any better.

So far none of the stores had anything obviously wrong. A few he knew his parents would target later. Clear them out and get the humans to safety. He wanted to do something more to help when he was older. He’d find some way to be useful.

“Hey little Kamia,” a voice called. It was different than any he was used to hearing. ‘Little Kamia’ certainly wasn’t a name he’d heard before. A rather short stocky man ran up to him. There was a small box clasped in meaty hands. It didn’t leave a good feeling in Felix’s stomach.

“Can I help you?” Felix asked. The man leaned in close with a conspiratorial smile. It made him angry. Adults who treated him like this were never up to something he wanted a part of.

“I just opened a business here. Selling only top of the line goods. I was hoping you could give your father a good word after getting a view of what I have.”

Felix narrowed his eyes. The box in the man’s hands seemed a lot smaller than it did at first. Too small for what was implied. Felix just gave him a small nod waiting for the presentation of his stock. The man seemed almost giddy as he opened the small box. Inside was someone who shouldn’t be there.

Ryder should have known other humans wouldn’t help him. Being gagged and tied didn’t make this whole situation better. It was even worse knowing they pitied him. They still tried to cushion his arm. Of course the jerky giant would keep the other humans in the place hidden from him until now. He was just an example of what happens when you misbehave. Apparently this time it was being given to some random giant kid.

Golden eyes glared at him and made him wish he could say anything. Huge fingers reached forward, it seemed like they could dwarf the hand that crushed him earlier. Fingers as wide as he was tall pinched his sides. The giant kid plucked him from the box like a toy. At least he hoped it was a toy. The eyes he was held in front of seemed to bleed a different idea.

“What exactly are you showing me? This one doesn’t seem to be worth even half price,” the kid said. Ryder had tried to ignore the discussion about what he’d cost. He managed to turn enough to see the cruel smile of the man he’d been entrusted to. He might have actually been sold to him based on how things were going, and how far his old town was by now.

“He’d be a good treat, fun toy for a good kid too,” the jerk of a giant said. Ryder started to struggle hearing that. He knew he should keep his arm still just in case he survived, but he had to escape. He wasn’t getting eaten alive. The hand holding him started to move. The fingers tightened just enough to hold him still, the care in the way he was held firmly was cruel. “Been trouble, I don’t suggest keeping him. Why not give him a taste?”

He was brought up and up until he was met with the giant mouth. He tried to scream around the gag they’d placed in his mouth. There was no luck in freeing himself. The gargantuan tomb just came closer and closer until he was released into the gaping maw. Ryder kept trying to fight as the tongue pulled him in. All the light disappeared as the lips closed, his death almost guaranteed.

Despite knowing he wouldn’t escape he kept fighting. The muscle moving him around would hopefully hurt later. Although it was a lot bigger than him. He was pushed around until he was set under the tongue, but still safe from the giant’s teeth. From where he was held he could see as the giant placed their tongue on their teeth and bit down slightly. The blood from the self inflicted injury coated him a bit as well.

The tongue continued to move him around the mouth. Ryder was pushed back a bit, but still kept under the tongue. Light filtered in from the now open lips. He managed to move enough to see the tongue lick the sharp teeth that apparently spared him.

“Interesting taste,” the giant said around him. The voice was loud and hurt his ears, but it was probably better than dead. He couldn’t see anything, but felt the sigh blow over him. “We do like troublesome humans, does this cover what you want for him?”

“For you little Kamia, you can have him. Consider it a free sample, I have a few more like that too,” the one who gave him away said. Ryder was frankly insulted. He was definitely more than just an interesting taste or a sample. Although if being an interesting sample kept him alive he’d take it.

“I’ll make sure my parents know.”

Ryder was trapped in darkness again. He could feel the steps of the giant as he moved. He could keep struggling and trying to free himself. It seemed like a bad plan. He wasn’t killed, he was probably just saved for something later. He’d known giants that were better towards humans in his old town. Before he wound up with the creep of a shop owner. This one at least probably wouldn’t kill him. Maybe.

Ryder was hot and uncomfortable where he was being kept. The tongue rested heavily on him, which at least kept him from getting near the teeth or the throat. Each of the giant’s steps made him bounce despite the weight above him. He tried to imagine himself being anywhere else, but the small pooling of drool that was regularly cleared out with a loud swallow made it hard. Eventually he was moved roughly followed by the giant sucking in a deep breath.

Ryder hadn’t been prepared for that. He tried to hold his own from the sudden deprivation of oxygen. It wasn’t doing much, his chest was already starting to burn. He squirmed to try and get the gag off again. It would help… maybe. The giant quickly exhaled, this time pushing Ryder closer to the front of his mouth. The sharp teeth were close leaving him with a fear of what was going to happen next.

The mouth was opened wide and he stared across to a brick wall. His view was blocked as massive fingers reached in, covering him in shadow. The same ones that grabbed him earlier pinched his sides again. He was pulled out just barely avoiding touching the sharp fangs. It took all his self control not to immediately try to get free again. He’d survived the giant’s mouth; he could wait until he could run.

Ryder was carefully set on a palm. It was the first time he got a good look at the giant. He’d never seen golden eyes before, he wasn’t one to talk when his own were silver. He didn’t like the glare on the giant’s face. Fingers clamped down around him, he couldn’t move at all. He tried to struggle, letting out a muffled scream when his broken arm slipped.

“It’s ok,” the giant whispered with a squeak to his voice. Any other time he would laugh at it. The other hand blocked his vision, a single finger coming near his face. Ryder tried desperately to free himself. A sharp claw touched his skin and dragged across his face. The tape holding the gag in place was lifted by the finger. In a strange show of deftness, the giant removed the tape completely.

Ryder was flipped on his stomach by those fingers. At first he wanted to be patient, but the hot breath on his back changed his mind. He tried to struggle despite the flaring pain in his arm. The fingers around him tightened before he’d made even imaginary progress. There was a sigh before he was moved closer. He felt the sharp teeth graze along his spine. A clack of them meeting made him shudder. Then he was pulled away.

He was turned again. There was still a glare on him, but he wasn’t as bothered by it. Fingers blocked his vision again, but they just pulled away the ropes holding him. He stared up at the giant unsure what to do. He didn’t like not knowing.

“So,” his voice came out hoarse, “what next?”

Felix almost dropped the human in surprise when he talked. None of them ever spoke to him after he’d faked eating them or had gone through with tasting them. If they did it was just begging for their lives. After hurting himself to make whoever sold them or gave them to him believe they were gone it was always painful. He knew what he looked like, who his family was, but he tried to be like his parents. He wanted to help humans, just like they did.

“I take you home,” he said. He’d never known what to tell them. Usually he would just walk off once they were out of his mouth. Usually they weren’t tied up and gagged.

“What then?” the human asked. “Am I a pet? A toy? A tiny servant?”

“Of course not!” Felix jumped at his own voice. He ducked down to hide more in case anyone heard him. He’d almost forgotten he was still in public. “We get you out of this place, somewhere things like this won’t happen.”

“Right, sure.” The human curled in on themself.

Felix just sighed. He took a minute to really look at the human in his hand. They seemed short compared to the others he’s held. He brought his hand closer to his face. Their clothes were ripped and seemed to have blood on them. Judging by the scent it was mostly the human’s blood. He scrunched his nose up, but still brought the human even closer.

Their skin was dirty and pale. He couldn’t see their eyes well. The position they sat in made it hard to make out much of their face. It seemed an odd position. His eyes went wide when he noticed they were shielding their side.

“Did… I hurt you?” Felix asked. His voice was barely a whisper. After all this time he messed up.

“It was the guy who gave me to you. Took a bit of some fancy food he’d left out. Guy almost crushed me, just broke my arm instead,” the human whispered. The voice sounded close to tears. “Changing your mind?”

“No… We just need to hurry then.”

Felix didn’t wait for a response. He curled his fingers tightly around the human and ran off. He had to get home. His parents would know what to do. They would call someone to take care of the human’s arm. Until then he’d keep them safe. He stuffed his hand with the human in his pocket and focused on keeping his concern hidden.

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Ryder didn’t enjoy the ride around in a pocket. It wasn’t as bad as it could be since he was still held. Getting knocked around with a broken arm seemed a sure fire way to make it worse. The hand holding him didn’t actually hurt, it was kind of nice. He’d heard the giant talking a few times; he tightened his grip on Ryder every time.

He was pulled from the pocket and into the light. It was almost as bad as when the sun blinded him after the box. This time he was held against a chest. He couldn’t look around, but it was a lot quieter now. He wanted to trust the giant holding him. Others he met weren’t gentle when holding him like this.

The sound of a door pulled Ryder from his thoughts. The hand holding him flattened a bit. He got a nice view of a place that seemed bigger than any building he’d ever seen. There were fingers blocking some of his view, but he managed to see a massive couch. Someone was sitting on it, but he didn’t care about that. He tried to take in more of the room.

A huge staircase led to another floor. It felt like the place would topple if a bunch of giants were all up there. He pulled his eyes from that and passed over a set of double doors. He’d sneak in there if he got the chance. There were exits to more of the house, along with a single door to the left. Somehow the door gave off a vibe of danger. He didn’t want to go near that one.

“Felix,” a loud feminine voice said. Ryder just nodded to himself, he knew the giant’s name now. He saw the person sitting start to stand. Then watched her keep going up. She was taller than any giant he’d ever seen. He dug his fingers into Felix’s skin. “How did it go?”

The massive woman came towards them. It seemed like her steps were lighter than the shorter giant holding him. That sounded more like his imagination. He managed to catch the moment she noticed a human. There was an awful feeling when her eyes locked on him, and shiver he couldn’t avoid under the intense stare. Felix didn’t try to hide him. Ryder was out in the open with an angry giant glaring at him.

“Where?” her voice seeped with anger. Ryder curled up to try and hide behind the fingers around him. It didn’t work when she stepped even closer towering over him and Felix.

“The newest shop, the last on the street. I was given a sample ,” Felix spat out. The fingers around him curled protectively, he was starting to like this Felix guy. He might try to find a way to stick around. It actually seemed like there would be an attempt to keep him safe.

The woman disappeared from above him. Her steps were heavier now, more like what he’d expected after she stood. It was almost horrifying how clear they felt in Felix’s hand. The woman looked different by the time she towered over them again. Like death in the flesh.

“I’ll be home late tonight. I’ll see you in the morning, bring the human to your father,” she said. Ryder saw the door open up behind Felix and just like that she was gone.

Felix was on the move again. He was along for the ride as the giant approached the door he’d decided was bad. He tensed, fully considering jumping from the more open hand. He’d probably survive at this height, humans were durable. Then he could figure out a place to hide.

“It’s just my dad, you’ll be fine,” Felix mumbled. That comment was quite possibly the least reassuring thing that could be said. Let’s go meet the dad of the Kamia family. He didn’t know who the Kamias were or why their family mattered, but if the jerk of a giant he was with before liked them then Ryder couldn’t.

All his opinions on the matter didn’t get voiced. The gaps in the fingers surrounding him closed. Felix paid too much attention. Ryder did get a nice view of the dangerous door opening. A white ceiling plus the sound of writing. He didn’t like it, writing had yet to mean something good for him. Usually it was showing the countdown until he was let out of a jar or a box.

“Dad,” Felix said.

The writing stopped, so did Felix. The fingers hiding him didn’t move though. He heard the creak of a chair from somewhere in the room. A second later he felt the impact of something heavy. The impact continued in a rhythm he knew well, someone was walking. Ryder just stared up until a giant as big as the woman came into his view. This one embodied one word. Intimidating.

Before speaking, the new one actually looked down at him. He wilted under the stern expression. It got worse when the protective fingers around him started to flatten. Immediately followed by the massive giant crouching way too fast. He was still towering like this, but now Ryder couldn’t even pretend to hide.

“You’re young,” the new giant said. His voice was loud and commanding. Ryder just nodded he didn’t think he could get away without responding.

“His arm is broken…” Felix said. Ryder’s blood ran cold as a look of anger appeared on the new giant. The gaze started to shift to Felix. He didn’t know what to expect, but he wasn’t about to let someone get blamed when they saved him.

“The guy who tied me up as a sample did it!” he shouted. The fingers around him curled up again followed by the angry face staring down at him. He had to force himself not to try and squirm to hide beneath the fingertips. A heavy sigh escaped the new giant.

“We’ll be taking care of him, Felix-”

“Wait! What do you mean take care of him? He has other humans, what's going to happen to them!?” For a second it looked like the other giant softened. White hair fell into the giant’s face as he leaned forward.

“The humans will be safe, Kamias don’t hurt humans. I’ll find a doctor. Felix get him set up somewhere safe.”

As the giant stood and started to walk away Felix pulled him close. He looked up to see a much softer gaze than he expected. He was carefully held close to Felix’s chest as the giant started to walk again. He could hear the sound of the other’s voice as he was brought somewhere.

“We’ll go to my room,” Felix said. Ryder just nodded.

He didn’t get to look around as they walked this time. He didn’t mind it, if there were more overgrown giants he didn’t want to meet them. He was starting to get tired. Everything had been hectic since he woke up this morning. All for some lousy food he didn’t even taste much of. He closed his eyes, letting the rhythmic steps relax him.

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Interesting Sample Part 2

Continuing Ryder's first meeting with the Kamias

TW: Some dehumanization, broken bones, panic, blood, references to giants eating humans

Part 1, Part 3

Interesting Sample (continued)

When he opened his eyes he wasn’t in a hand anymore. He was on something soft, it was the softest thing he’d ever felt. The cloth beneath him was smooth too, like the silk he’d felt a few times in the store. He sat up, half expecting to be hiding in a box back with that creep. Instead he found a giant room filled with fabric.

All around were different colors, the most prominent were gold and bronze. He didn’t see Felix or the two insanely big giants anywhere. Ryder tried to stretch, but his arm flared with pain. He let out a yelp as soon as it happened. A grumble that followed made him freeze. That voice didn’t sound like Felix. He just had to hope the giant had a massively different voice when he woke up.

A shadow rose up over him. Somewhat darker skin than the others, pink eyes and salmon hair. He didn’t trust that this one was going to be as relaxed around him. The latest giant lifted a hand up, Ryder flinched, but it didn’t reach for him. Instead he watched the hand move to meet one of the pink eyes as the giant rubbed it.

“Felix decided to get some food and stuff for you,” he said. Ryder didn’t say anything back. “Dad said he found a doctor that agreed to come. It’s just taking a while to get her here. She said not to move a lot until she gets here.”

Ryder nodded. The latest giant huffed and loomed over him. All he could think of was if the giant slipped. That weight falling on him would make sure there was more than just one broken bone to take care of. It wasn’t long before the giant’s form was gone. He didn’t feel a bounce like he expected.

“So do you have a name? Felix said he didn’t know what to call you, but he doesn’t ask for names. Something about better to avoid making humans think we’re planning something. I don’t believe him. He just thinks the humans are gonna be scared when he talks.”

“You talk a lot,” Ryder said. The giant’s face was over him with a grin. Sharp teeth on full display, but oddly it made him smile back. The idea one of them would eat him was starting to feel insane. “Ryder.”

“I’m Rhys. How old are you? You look younger than me.”

“I could be older. No way you can see me well enough to tell from up there.”

The grin on Rhys seemed to grow as a glint appeared in his eyes. Ryder was immediately filled with regret for saying anything. The giant moved more until the pillow he was on was between two towering arms. The massive face started to come closer. All he could think to do was dig his fingers into the cloth beneath him. It was the first time he realized how hard silk was to grab. The impossible face stopped just close enough Ryder could touch it with his fingertips.

The speed it was gone was almost worse. Rhys disappeared, a loud thunk resounded as the giant hit what had to be the floor. Ryder waited for what came next. A bigger hand snatching him away seemed the most likely. Instead he heard a thoughtful hum near him.

“Yep I was right, you don’t look that old. Probably ten,” Rhys said. He sat up to stare at where the giant had disappeared to. A smirk met him when he moved enough to see him. “Am I right?”

“No,” Ryder said. He would like to be a lot older. Already an adult and on his own. He’d be trusted when he spoke out about things. Like how he didn’t believe the claim that he had distant family his parents never mentioned. That the giant they said was just someone they hired to take him to a really far city for that family to take him in didn’t seem prepared to travel with a human. That leaving his things behind sounded dumb when most giants could fit entire rooms of furniture in a pocket. “I’m only eight.”

“Wow…” Rhys’s face hovered over him again. This time the giant looked sad yet a bit excited. “I thought you were older than me, but I’m older than you.”

“Does it matter that you’re older? Yo-”

“Course it does. It means that I have to be extra sure to protect you from anyone who’d hurt you.” Ryder tilted his head. He wasn’t sure the other even knew he’d been cut off. “Felix always says I need to leave the older humans alone. They’d get annoyed that someone younger was protecting them. You’re younger than me so it’s ok now!”

“Protect me…”

Rhys nodded his head with a big grin. Ryder was just confused. No one protected him anymore. Not since his parents died. A giant being the one to declare it didn’t sound right. Trusting the giant felt natural, but he was trying to fight that. He looked away from the excited face to stare down at his hands. This was the first time he doubted his gut instincts about someone.

“Rhys,” Felix said. It made Ryder jump. He hadn’t even noticed the footsteps of the other giant. “What are you doing in here?”

“I heard you talking to yourself. Also dad on the phone to humans. It made me curious about the human you hid in your room, plus he smells weird,” Rhys said. Knowing Felix hadn’t just left him alone with a random giant made him feel warm. “Besides, if you left him alone he might have gone exploring without you knowing and gotten hurt.”

“I’m sure he’s smart enough not to do that.” The looming giant above him was gone in an instant. A loud thud followed the disappearance. “Besides I doubt you hovering like that is any safer than if he walked on his own.”

“Hey!” Rhys was on his feet and leaning over him again in an instant. “I’m helping. Besides I actually asked his name unlike you.”

“Right of course. I forgot I’m supposed to ask for someone’s name right after they thought I’d eat them! Introductions aren’t the first thought for anyone after that.” 

“It’s not like anything else that’s going through a human’s head is better! Plus you could apologize for having bad breath!”

“I don’t have bad breath!”

Ryder just watched the two argue. Felix’s face appeared over him after a few seconds. Despite them being giants, both were keeping their voices soft. There was a strain in their tones, he knew they wanted to yell. It started to seem funny. Eventually he just laughed. The voices above him stopped, but he couldn’t stop laughing.

As he laughed, two faces wound up in front of him. Equal looks of concern and confusion in front of him. It made the whole thing funnier. The two giants were quiet as they listened to him laugh. Then he saw smiles that were followed by laughter of their own. He hadn’t laughed so much in a while.

Things were calmer after that. Felix even asked his name. The two asked him a lot about how he got there. He didn’t tell them much besides leaving a town a long trip from the one they were in now. That he’d never heard of giants eating people until he was offered in a box. It was actually fun to talk with them. At least until he heard one of their stomach’s growling.

“Oh right, I forgot when I saw Rhys in here,” Felix said. 

Ryder watched him walk away. It felt weird knowing the table he was on mitigated their steps so much. When the giant came back he had a plate in his hands. Ryder’s heart raced, the idea of what could come next in his mind. The plate was set down next to Ryder’s pillow, giving him a solid view of more food than he could imagine a person eating.

“Why did you bring so much? It’s not like he could eat much of anything you brought,” Rhys asked. Felix had a red tint appear on his cheeks that made Ryder curious.

“Ryder you said that the shop owner hurt you because you took some food he had,” Felix cleared his throat before continuing, “I thought it would be nice if you could pick from a lot when you got hungry.”

That choice didn’t seem to matter when Rhys reached over him and grabbed something Ryder barely processed off the plate. It was held near him, something that smelled incredibly sweet. He tried to scramble back, especially to get a look at the giant’s face. There was just a smile and the weird pastry was brought closer again.

“Try this one!” Rhys said. Ryder’s heart was pounding. “Oh wait.”

Ryder watched as Rhys pulled the pastry back. Staring as the giant only a few years older than him took a bite from it. That one bite was so much bigger than him. The pastry was held in front of him again. A sweet smelling cream was visible now. He jumped when a smack sounded, the pastry falling next to him as Rhys pulled his hand back to rub his head. Felix glared at the younger giant.

“Rhys,” he hissed. Ryder jumped when Felix shot a look at him. His skin crawled as pink eyes landed on him, then drifted to the pastry.

“...oh right,” Rhys whispered. “Sor-”

A door slammed, cutting Rhys off. It might not have slammed, but it was loud enough Ryder flinched. Both giants in front of him froze up before turning around. The white haired one was standing there. A stern look on his face like before, but his hand was held to his chest. The earthquake steps he couldn’t ignore started as the impossibly big giant walked forward.

“Go downstairs,” he ordered. There was a visible sign of hesitation in both Felix and Rhys, but they left anyway. Rhys grabbed the pastry before walking off, shooting another sad glance towards Ryder. “Shut the door you two.”

The click as the door shut was deafening. Ryder was left alone with a giant who seemed to glare at everything. Heavy steps came close, the pillow kept him safer as they reached him. The white haired giant set a hand, knuckles down, on the table. Ryder had massive fingers surrounding him before he could think. They tightened, but the hold was gentle despite the massive size of the fingers and palm around him.

Ryder was released on the table near the intimidating giant’s other hand. He saw a woman pulling things from the massive palm. Once the last item was gone both massive hands were pulled away, but the giant didn’t leave. He sat down making both Ryder and the other human bounce. The shadow loomed over them for only a few seconds more. Massive arms rested on the table followed by that huge head laying on them. Stern eyes stayed locked on Ryder. The giant looked sort of funny with his back hunched over to rest his head on the low table.

“Well then,” the human woman said. She approached Ryder with a tense smile, it was clear she wasn’t ready for the feeling of a giant watching them. “I’ve been asked to come see you. You can call me Laura, what should I call you?”

“Ryder,” he said. He kept his voice quiet. She nodded at him. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen an actual doctor. 

“And how old are you?” 

“Eight…”

“Right,” she cleared her throat. “Ryder, eight years old.” He flinched from how loud she spoke. It was clear she said it so the giant could hear, the growl that came from the massive being didn’t help. He saw the doctor shiver too.

“Well, I was told you have a broken arm. Let’s take a look. I have some things here we can use.”

Ryder just did as she instructed. Those intense eyes didn’t stop glaring at him. He felt like he’d be burned away by them. He was stuck standing out in the open, no pillow or furniture to hide behind as she set things up. At one point she pointed to a part of the things she’d pulled off the hand. Ryder was forced to watch as a hand moved close to lift it up, placing it on another piece. That continued until some big machine was set up.

“A-alright. Mr. Kamia, sir, if you’d give us some privacy I’ll see to Ryder’s injury,” she said. 

He felt the table shake under the white haired giant’s nod. He wanted to run as the man stood. A hand with fingers more than three times his size flattened against the table. He watched the giant stand to a dizzying height before finally walking off. He noticed the man stood at the far end of the room, but didn’t leave.

“Ryder come over here and sit down,” Laura ordered. He did as she instructed and just waited as she played with the machine. He knew better than to expect a human to help him. “I’m so sorry I can’t get you out of here. I’ll make sure you’re healthy, that's all I can do.”

Ryder let the words settle. He focused on the massive giant who was fidgeting near the door. It didn’t seem like they were being watched in case of escape. A light flashed drawing his attention back to the doctor. “He said they don’t hurt humans.”

“I wish that were true. There’s been a lot who come here and are never seen again… I just thought they were better when it came to children.”

“These ones didn’t hurt me…”

“They’re keeping you.”

She said it so plainly he couldn’t argue it. As far as he knew they were going to keep him. The other two were nice, but they’d get bored of him. He’d just be in a bigger prison. At least he hoped it would stay that way, they didn’t seem fond of the alternative. Ryder stayed locked in his head as the doctor started to put a cast on his arm. He grimaced, there’d be no climbing while it was locked up like this.

“All done,” she sighed. She squeezed his good arm before looking him in the eyes. “I can give you two months. Your arm should heal after a bit more than one. Find a way to survive these monsters.” She turned from him walking towards the edge of the table. “Mr. Kamia, we're all finished here!”

The giant of a.. Well giant came closer. Already his steps rumbled through the table, it was a wonder the equipment stayed standing. The man moved faster than Ryder expected again. Crouching down and scooping the heavy equipment into his hand. The doctor appeared reluctant to step into that same palm.

“He’ll need about two months to recover. The cast is at least a month, possibly the whole two. I’ll need to check on him after a month. We can decide the next time after that,” she said. The giant nodded at her, almost like he cared. He waited for the doctor to climb into his palm. She cast another look at Ryder, he could swim in the pity she sent his way.

“I’ll have someone take you home,” the giant said. He should probably call the guy Mr. Kamia or sir or something. At this point he just wanted not to deal with the insanely big giant. He wanted to be somewhere he could sleep and maybe eat some of the food Felix and Rhys left behind. The giant brought his other hand down and held it near Ryder. “I’ll need you to come with us, Ryder.”

All the human could do was stare at the palm. He hadn’t been offered one in a long long time. The giant didn’t show any sign of annoyance as Ryder hesitated. He looked into the emerald eyes staring at him. There wasn’t malice like the one who gave him away that morning. The brow of the face above him furrowed. He grew nervous, tensing to start his attempt to climb on.

“Do you need help?,” the giant said. Ryder froze and nodded. The giant frowned. “Of course, I wasn’t thinking.” 

The massive hand moved behind him. He had to force himself to stay still as fingers wider than he was tall wrapped around him. Suddenly the suffocating heat was gone. Just as quickly as the heat disappeared, fingers pinched Ryder on his sides. He felt like he’d be crushed as they pressed together lifting him off the firm surface. It took him most of his time in the air to realize his arms weren’t pressed to his sides.

He spared a look at the face of the giant again. It was full of concentration. Ryder had never had someone stare at him with so much… something. He wasn’t sure what it was. He was set down on the palm next to the doctor. He was kneeling before the fingers released to let him go. The hand that had moved him was put next to the one he was sitting on. 

The doctor pushed his shoulder lightly. It was clear he had to ride in a hand all on his own. It wasn’t as terrifying as it seemed when the palm had rested in front of him. He climbed to his feet and crossed the expanse of flesh. The leathery surfaces were hard to make progress on. He never got to walk on them before. He stumbled to his knees as he crossed into the hand meant for him. The giant made a noise, but didn’t make a move to check on him.

All the care was gone. At least it seemed that way as those massive fingers curled over and lifted him up. The giant moved quickly pulling his hand up to his chest. The loud beating behind Ryder was sort of reassuring. He tried to grab the shirt to lift himself up, but the silk made it impossible. He was forced to just slip around as the man walked. He looked up, catching those eyes on him for a few seconds.

Ryder yelped as his weight was thrown in the air. The man must have reached the stairs. The fingers curled over him more, almost how they were when the giant walked in with the doctor. He bounced more as the giant kept moving. He kept trying to grab the shirt better, but each step his grip was lost. 

“Take her home, keep an eye on her. Make sure it’s known we consider her one of ours,” the giant said. 

“Yes sir,” someone said. It was a voice he hadn’t heard yet. All this time he hadn’t considered other giants besides the ones he’d met so far. He didn’t think he wanted to meet more giants in this family. Especially if humans became ‘theirs’.

The steps started up again. The hand he was in pressed against him. He stayed in place for the next set of steps. Although this felt almost like a hug, he let himself think it was that. It wasn’t like anyone would know he found the hand of someone so massive comforting. He could enjoy this moment until whatever came next.

Next was a lot faster than Ryder expected. He felt his stomach hang in the air as the giant holding him sat down. The fingers curled around him, he gave in immediately. The cloth of the shirt didn’t give him a grip. He was flat on his back as the palm finally settled flat on a desk. The other hand covered him in darkness.

“Felix, Rhys come in here,” the giant called. The hand disappeared and the man looked at him with a stern expression. He wasn’t feeling scared as the giant stared. “You can call me Vitus.”

“Y-yes sir,” he whispered. The eyes on him widened. He thought he caught something sad in them, but it was gone as footsteps came in. Ryder tilted his head back and caught a glimpse of the two younger giants walking in. They walked right up to them. It felt a lot easier with them back.

“It will take at least a month for the cast,” Vitus said. Ryder kept his eyes on the two he almost thought could be his friends. “Ryder, you’re free to stay with us while you recover. Although there are options if you’d rather not.”

The idea of options sounded bad. Rhys reacted before him though. The giant had his hands on the desk pulling himself up to stare down at Ryder. His eyes were sparkling as he looked over him. He had to stop himself from laughing as Felix pulled him back. He didn’t have to see it, the relationship between the two was already obvious.

“If you want to stay with us we can-”

“You can stay with me!” Rhys cut Vitus off with a shout. The sigh from the adult made him flinch.

“Rhys don’t shout. Besides he could stay with either of us,” Felix said. The oldest of the three of them was clearly the most calm. Although it didn’t do much when the fingers around him curled up to hide him from the others. He’d rather be in their hands.

“We can set you up with one of them, or somewhere else that will ensure you’re safe.”

Ryder slid back into the fingers. The face staring at him filled him with dread. The idea of where the safe place was scared him. He managed to sit up and face the giant holding him.

“I-I’d like to stay with R-Rhys or F-Felix,” Ryder said. He wasn’t sure that calling them by name was safe. The fear bubbling in him died down as the stern face softened. The man nodded as he accepted Ryder’s answer. Vitus sat back flattening the fingers blocking him in. 

Rhys was already reaching for him before Vitus cleared his throat. The hands reaching forward froze, slowly turning to an offered palm instead of the clear plan to grab. Ryder climbed to his feet looking back to make sure Vitus wouldn’t be stopping him. The soft look was still there so Ryder jumped from the older man’s hand to Rhys’s. The smaller fingers curled over him immediately before pulling him close to his chest.

“Alessia may have some things he could use for tonight. We’ll get better accommodations set up tomorrow,” Vitus said. Ryder watched Rhys nod before feeling as he started walking. He didn’t relax until the sound of a door came from behind him.

“Are you alright?” Felix said. Ryder had to move a bit to see the other giant. The fingers around him were hiding him completely. “Dad can be a lot sometimes…”

“I’m fine. Just curious why all of you are so big. I may be small, but it’s pretty clear you’re bigger than other giants I’ve met,” he laughed. Rhys laughed, making him bounce, but he wasn’t scared. At least he wasn’t until the sound of a door opening happened. It got worse when Rhys froze up.

“Mom, I thought you weren’t back until tomorrow,” Rhys said. He pulled his hand closer to his chest and held Ryder near his heart. It only made the fear worse, if their parents were nice why hold him close.

“I see you were eavesdropping again,” the woman’s voice from earlier answered with a hint of pride. That made her Mrs. Kamia. He could feel her steps through Rhys more than he did through Felix. He didn’t want to see her. “Things went easier than I expected. We have a lot of guests tonight though. Felix, what about the human you brought home earlier?”

Rhys’s hands started to move. Ryder grabbed the cloth of the giant’s shirt. It was easier to hold than Vitus’s. The hands froze when Ryder didn’t follow gravity down with them. He swore he heard the fabric of the woman’s clothing moving. He didn’t know what she did or the guests she talked about. He didn’t want to know.

“Hey,” Mrs. Kamia said. Her voice was soft and warm. Not like Vitus’s. “I’m Dabria, you’re safe now little one.”

He looked behind him, red eyes were looking at him over Rhys’s fingers. “I-I’m Ryder, m-ma’am.”

The woman smiled and the fear she initially instilled in him faded. He couldn’t imagine her being anything dangerous. She stood back to her full height and the fear came back. He had almost forgotten she was just as big as Vitus. As she stood he saw the blood on her clothes. Worse than that he heard shouts from the bag on her hip. One of her hands met it immediately.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “We’ll keep you safe Ryder. Felix and Rhys will make sure you’re comfortable. Also you don’t have to call me ma’am, just Dabria is fine.”

She walked off with steps that rumbled through Rhys. Ryder let the shirt go falling back onto the palm. He stared up at two giant faces full of concern. He offered the best smile he could. The two took that as enough and started to walk again. Curling up in the palm that held him and falling asleep again sounded nice. Until he remembered the name of someone else they were going to find.

“Who’s Alessia?” he muttered. It was more to himself, but Rhys apparently heard him. The hand holding him shot up as the giants kept walking.

“She’s our sister,” Rhys smiled. Somehow that didn’t reassure him. Felix’s sigh was the loudest he heard yet.

“She has some things that might be a little big for you, but better than nothing. She… doesn’t interact with humans much,” he said.

Ryder nodded trying to hide his fear. It was a bit too late to hide though. As Rhys lowered his hand Ryder saw the open door. Inside it was a normal room. He saw scattered toys, most notably a few dolls, on the floor. The temporary set up was probably just a doll bed. The way the doctor spoke rang in his ears. He had to survive whatever these giants did to humans. Rhys walked in just as Ryder steeled himself.

“Alessia,” Rhys said. He heard a loud yelp from the sister he hadn’t met. He heard more than felt her footsteps, but it wasn’t long before that changed. She came up close without even noticing him in Rhys’s hands.

“Do mom and dad need me?” she asked. Her voice was the softest. Sort of like music. He didn’t expect her to naturally speak so quietly.

“No,” Felix said. He pointedly looked down at Ryder. He watched as Alessia moved her hair, colored like the night sky, from her face and looked down. The brown eyes above him filled with fear as she backed away. “We need something for him to sleep on tonight. Dad thought you might-”

“Over there!” Her voice was almost so quiet only Ryder could hear it. He was lost as Felix walked over and picked something up. He didn’t see it, but he wasn’t trying to. He was more focused on the giant girl cowering from him. Even as she pointed somewhere else in the room. “Th-there too.”

“Alessia, this is Ryder.” Rhys’s fingers were slowly moving to show him off more. He didn’t mind it this time. “He’s gonna stay with us.”

The way Alessia froze made him want to help her. He knew that fear, he had that fear. It was the same way he felt when he saw Vitus and Dabria. He climbed to his feet using the slight curl of Rhys’s fingers to help him stand. Staring at the terrified girl he just waved. She gasped, but he saw the faintest smile as she waved back.

“J-just let me know if you need anything else,” she whispered. Her eyes were locked on him, she was talking to him not the others. “I… have a lot.”

“Thanks,” he said. The smile on her face made him a lot less scared of her. A lot more tempted to climb down Rhys to go check on her. He couldn’t with his arm like this, but seeing her less afraid was better.

“We should get you set up, Ryder,” Felix said. None of the giants moved at first. Ryder didn’t get it, but nodded at Felix like he agreed. That was when Rhys started moving again. It was a bit weird that they waited for his okay. He was left in a more open palm as Rhys finally walked out of the room.

The actual set up wasn’t something he looked forward to. Probably some high place he couldn’t get down from on his own. He shouted when the door slammed as Rhys kicked it open. He heard Felix growl which made him laugh. Once in the room Rhys pulled his hand close again. He looked up at the giant seeing a similar smirk to earlier. Faster than Ryder could think he was in the air.

Ryder screamed. He actually thought he could be friends with these giants. He closed his eyes tightly terrified of where he would wind up. The impact was a lot softer than he expected. It wasn’t on a table, the floor, or even hands. Slowly he opened his eyes and found a weird roof over his head. It wasn’t like the normal ceiling, a different kind of wood. He could feel as his body realized he wasn’t getting hurt again.

“Rhys! What’s wrong with you!?” Felix shouted. He felt the heavy steps rattle the surface he was on. He wrapped his hands in the fabric as golden eyes found him. He’d never seen someone looking so terrified and relieved all at once.

“What? I thought he’d think it was fun to land on a giant bed!” Rhys complained. Felix brought his hands close, but Ryder couldn’t hold back his flinch this time. The huge hands froze surrounding him. Rhys appeared over Felix’s shoulder. The smirk on his face fell as soon as Ryder met his eyes. “That… wasn’t fun for you was it?”

Ryder couldn’t bring himself to speak. All he did was shake his head. He saw tears immediately start falling down tan cheeks. Rhys’s face was gone in an instant followed by the sound of sniffling. Felix looked behind him for a second, but his attention quickly went back to Ryder. 

“Are you hurt? Should dad call the doctor back? It shouldn’t take long…” Felix trailed off as Ryder shook his head. He was fine, just a bit terrified. The sniffling behind Felix wasn’t dying down. “Should we go to my room instead?”

Ryder had to think about that. He definitely felt more safety with Felix. Although safety was its own mystery. He couldn’t remember the last time someone made him feel safe. Although Rhys sounded fun. He pushed himself up enough to be sitting. If he knew what was happening it probably would have been fun. He didn’t get hurt. It should be fine… right?

“We… can set up in here,” he said.

“Felix’s room is better,” Rhys mumbled. He didn’t expect the giant to sound so disheartened. “I don’t get to be around humans a lot… It’s better if someone else is around if I’m with you, so I don’t almost hurt you again.”

“Rhys…”

Ryder had no idea what to do. Rhys was terrifying, but he didn’t want to lose his first chance at a friend in a long time. He looked up at Felix for help. The oldest of the three looked deep in thought. He wanted to say something, but the older giant leaned closer.

“Are you afraid of being near him?” Felix whispered. His voice was quiet enough only Ryder could hear, especially with the way Rhys was still sniffling. Ryder shook his head with all the energy he could. He was almost afraid Rhys would hear if he spoke. “I have an idea.” 

Felix stood up to his full height. He turned to the side so Ryder could finally see the other giant. Rhys looked small, smaller than Ryder was to them. The giant had pulled his knees up to his chest and buried his face in them. He even backed away so he wasn’t close enough to reach Ryder if he wanted to. Ryder hated it.

“We can all sleep in here. Your bed is big enough for the both of us Rhys,” Felix said. Ryder’s eyes widened. He never considered that option. The younger giant looked up from his knees, the whites of his pink eyes had turned red. Rhys started shaking his head.

“Like a sleepover?” Ryder asked. He actually liked this idea. More than just an easy way to fix it, these two felt like he could trust them. Felix shot him a smile he hadn’t gotten to see yet. It seemed like his real one. Rhys had his eyes blown wide as he stared at Ryder. “I don’t think I ever got to have a sleepover with giants before.”

“You’re not scared?” Rhys mumbled. 

Ryder looked at the giant who had thrown him. Who had offered him a pastry he bit into so Ryder could try the cream. Who didn’t force him to face Dabria as soon as she walked in. Who was excited to stay with him and listened intensely enough he heard Ryder mumble about Alessia.

“No… I’m not scared,” Ryder said. 

Rhys jumped to his feet immediately and started rubbing his eyes. Felix walked back to the door to the room. Ryder noticed a desk and realized he’d forgotten about the doll bed. He grimaced at the idea, but hoped the things Vitus mentioned getting would be actually for humans. As Felix walked back Ryder noticed his hands were mostly empty. He tilted his head waiting to see what the deal was.

Felix kneeled at a table like the one Ryder woke up on. He walked to the edge of the bed trying to get a better look at what the giant was doing. A shaky hand was set in front of him. He looked at Rhys who seemed nervous, but Ryder climbed on the palm easily. He didn’t think these two were dangerous, at least right now. It almost felt like he had really big brothers.

Rhys curled his fingers over him until the light disappeared. He felt the giant slide across the ground before the light filtered in again. The palm he was on tilted until he slid off onto the table. Rhys pushed himself away again. Ryder frowned, but turned to Felix.

“Wait… that’s a human bed?” he asked. His skin crawled when the eyes of both giants locked on him. “Didn’t Alessia give you one of her doll beds? I thought that was… where I’d be… sleeping…”

Ryder looked back and forth seeing twin looks of horror. It didn’t sound that crazy to him. They weren’t ready for a human so obviously they should just grab a doll bed from their sister. He was shocked when Rhys stopped his constant looking between the two. His face was serious in a way that felt almost dangerous.

“You wouldn’t stay with us if all we had were doll beds. There’s a house for humans in the family on the property you would have gone there. Dad just wants to make sure you get everything you need until you’re healed. When Felix said something might be big for you it was clothes,” Rhys said. It didn’t sound like someone a few years older talking to him. Rhys sounded like an adult. “Ryder, you know you’re not a toy or anything right?”

Ryder slipped from Rhys’s gentle hold to look back at Felix. The older giant was crying. He didn’t expect it. He didn’t know why. Felix continued to set up the bed like it was all he could do. Ryder watched in silence. Once Felix finished he left the room. Rhys’s hands left him too. Felix came back with the food from earlier, he noticed there was another one of the pastries Rhys had eaten.

“I mean… even if that’s what I was,” he started, “it still sort of seemed like we were gonna be friends. Although if I keep making you both cry I don’t know how well that’s gonna work out.”

“...friends…,” Felix whispered. Ryder looked up at him, the tears were falling faster now. Another clearly sincere smile made its way onto Felix’s face. “You… want to be friends?”

Ryder nodded a bit worried his words would make it worse. He heard Rhys muttering a bit, but the words were too garbled to understand. Felix sat in front of the table and folded his arms on it. He rested his head on his arms and stared at Ryder. Rhys’s head hit the table with a loud thump and sent Ryder off his feet. He looked between the two giants again.

“Usually humans don’t want to be near us,” Felix whispered. “We’re part of the Kamia family… they think we’ll hurt them.”

“It’s stupid, Mom and Dad get humans out of the city, but because they look scary no one trusts them,” Rhys said. “They have to be scary, so do we. Cause we want to help humans too.”

Ryder climbed to his feet and walked towards the center of the table. There he could look at both giants mostly at the same time. “Well, you two suck at being scary. So… friends?”

“Friends!” Felix and Rhys nodded. He got to see big smiles filled with sharp teeth from both of them. It wasn’t scary in the least, he knew these two wouldn’t hurt him. The whole eating him thing started to seem like that creep just didn’t understand. Scary looking giants ate humans obviously. Just a good way to scare him and Felix played along to keep him safe.

The rest of the night went a lot smoother. They actually got to talk and laugh for most of it. Rhys convinced him to eat the pastry he’d picked out earlier too. It was a lot better with the cream he could only reach thanks to the giant. By the time Ryder started to feel sleepy the two giants were almost asleep. The two wound up sitting next to each other during their time playing and talking. Ryder decided to make use of that. They had a hand close to each other so he climbed on one and tugged at the other. A sleepy Felix followed his tugs where he had a bed of Rhys’s palm and a blanket of Felix’s fingers.

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Hey! I'm not really familliar with your OC, tbh, but how about Cliff (and whoever else you want) for 10?

Thank you so much for the ask!! Unfortunately I think my reblogs might have misled you. The only Cliff I know of in writing actually belongs to @bittykimmy13/@kendsleyauthor and @marydublinauthor (personally I love their writing sooo sooo sooo much)

Honestly super super honored you could think I wrote him. I found their writing when I first found GT and loved it then too (like 5 or 6 years ago maybe I'm bad at time). Check them out too plus their new book coming out (yes I'm plugging their book cause I know it'll be great!)

That doesn't mean I won't answer though! I'll give you two of my ocs and thanks for even wanting to start looking at my stuff! No pressures to read anything, but thank you thank you thank you for the ask!

Ask Game

10. What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity?

Ryder: A warrior is not limited to someone who has fought in battle.

Kyrie: Melody has an amazing voice and he loves her. He's a very simple man, just loves his girlfriend.

#awkwardanswers #seriously I am super touched #I've been so zoned out tonight #Thank you for the follow and the ask <3 #oc:ryder #oc:kyrie

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Interesting Sample Part 3 (Final)

Ryder's been healing, how long will he stay with the mafia family?

Continuing Ryder's first meeting with the Kamias

TW: Some dehumanization, broken bones, panic, blood, references to giants eating humans

Part 1, Part 2

Interesting Sample (end)

The next month seemed to fly by. Vitus and Dabria bought what they called a small house for him. It seemed huge. They said it could go anywhere in the manor, but he didn’t really want it. He kind of liked having the open space in Rhys’s room. Sleepovers with Rhys and Felix were fun. Spending time with them was fun.

Vitus and Dabria left him alone with them most of the time. He was only pulled away a few times. One of them was to see the humans who had tied and gagged him. A lot of them broke down in tears when he was shown off. Even begging him to forgive them, they just didn’t want to die. He noticed Vitus getting a dark look in his eyes when they spoke so Ryder just said it was all fine. He was more shocked they were even there.

Shocks like that kept happening. He’d ride around on Felix’s shoulder a lot. When he did he noticed the humans running around the house out in the open. None of them even acted nervous when a giant’s foot landed near them. They even managed to keep their balance when Vitus walked around. He wanted to be like that.

The worst part of his month was how all the humans that were apparently living near the giants acted. When he was with Felix or Rhys they were nice and weirdly respectful. When he was alone they were always whispering. I hope they don’t ask me to take care of him. How long will they keep him around? The kids are getting attached. It’ll be harder to deal with later. He wasn’t a pet to just get attached to. He was friends with Felix and Rhys. He wanted to try with Alessia, but the most he got was a small wave before she ran off. She acted like that with all the humans though.

“Alright,” Laura said. He’d completely lost himself to his thoughts while the doctor checked his arm. She was speaking softly again. Vitus stood nearby, but they were in his office this time. He leaned against the door, like he was ensuring no one could enter while Ryder was looked at. “We can take the cast off, it seems the break was cleaner than I first thought. That or you’re one of the lucky ones with better healing.”

“So we’re taking it off?” he asked. She looked at Vitus with a bit of fear, letting out a sigh when he didn’t react to Ryder’s words.

“I can give you a sling to give you a chance to get out, or leave you in the cast longer. I haven’t figured-”

“They’re nice. I don’t need to escape.” The doctor dropped what she was holding, a bunch of random things for what she planned. They both stiffened from the noise of Vitus moving. Ryder relaxed first, the giant wasn’t going to come over unless he had to. She grabbed his shoulders, digging her nails partly into his skin.

“What are you thinking?!” There was more noise from Vitus, but she didn’t stop. “They’re monsters.” Step. “They’ll kill you or keep you as a pet.” Step. Step. “Please let me help you.” Step. Step. Step. “Ryder!” Her voice had raised, but she only stopped talking because Vitus’s shadow came over them.

“Is there a problem?” Vitus said. The doctor was shaking as she turned to him. Ryder saw the same dark look Vitus had when he learned the others had prepared him as a sample. He stepped in front of the doctor.

“She’s worried about my recovery here. I need to practice climbing again, my arm’s gonna be weak,” he said. Vitus softened right away. He crouched down so his eyes met them.

“How can we best help safely with that?” His voice was never soft, but it was getting easier to hear. The doctor gave Ryder a relieved look as she cleared her throat. 

“He’ll need safe p-places to climb. Ones where if he falls he can’t be hurt.” Vitus nodded as she spoke. Ryder smiled, the giant wasn’t quite as intimidating as he first thought. Vitus looked at him for a minute.

“Ryder.”

“Yes, sir?” Vitus made another of those sadder looks. Ryder still couldn’t understand why he made it each time he said that.

“How would you feel practicing on us? It should give you a good challenge and keep you safe.” Ryder’s eyes widened. He swore he could feel the doctor’s mind short circuiting. 

“If you don’t mind, it sounds like a good idea. Sir.”

“I-I just need to remove the cast then…”

Vitus backed off again. Staying significantly closer than before. It seemed like he wasn’t happy to leave her alone with Ryder anymore. She got to work on cutting off his cast quickly. It didn’t take long, but there was a lot of dust. Vitus was in front of them as soon as it was off. He set his hand down on the desk.

“Ryder, stay here for a few minutes, Laura, if you'd come with me,” he said.

Ryder watched the doctor shaking as she climbed on the palm. The equipment she brought was left behind. As Vitus walked away Ryder felt guilt fill him. The doctor would be fine, they didn’t hurt humans. He didn’t need to worry or feel guilty for her getting involved. He started to wander around the desk while he waited, trying not to wonder about where they went. Stretching his newly freed arm was a good distraction. He paused at the picture Vitus kept on his desk.

“If you were this big you guys wouldn’t be as scary,” he said. The picture didn’t react, but he kept staring. They looked happy in it. Vitus and Dabria the day they married. Vitus looked stern and intimidating even then. There were some signs he could see that the man was happy. Dabria was easy to read, all her emotions clear on her face. He stepped up to it, running his hand over the glass. “Kind of wish I was one of your kids. Seems a lot better than how my family was back when they were around.”

“Ryder?” Vitus asked. The human scrambled away from the picture to stare at the giant who had walked in. He heard the smallest chuckle. “I worried you climbed off the desk. You shouldn’t push yourself.”

“Just walking around and stretching, sir.”

Vitus let out a sigh as he walked over to the desk. The giant sat in the chair causing a loud creak. At least loud to Ryder, he wasn’t sure giants heard the way furniture reacted to them. He set his hand down on the desk and Ryder climbed on quickly. The hand didn’t move right away, he was tempted to try climbing up the sleeve of the suit Vitus wore. The fact that last time he was held close the silk made it impossible to get a handhold kept him still.

“Where’s the doctor?” he asked. Vitus leaned forward, the shadow engulfing him.

“She’s just getting a look at how we run things,” Vitus said. 

The hand Ryder was on was pulled from the desk and held near the giant’s chest. Out of habit Ryder grabbed the cloth. He almost shouted in excitement when he was able to grab it. The silky cloth was replaced with one he didn’t recognize, but he could definitely climb. He took his chance to start climbing a giant for the first time. It got a little harder when a few purrs escaped. He forgot giants could do that.

Vitus let him spend time climbing. Ryder kept going until he felt himself struggling. He tried to go a little farther, losing his grip. He expected to fall for a few seconds, but a hand caught him right away. He landed on his back staring up at the ceiling. Vitus leaned forward, cupping Ryder against his chest.

“You should rest, it might take some more time to get back to normal,” he whispered. Ryder didn’t argue or even respond; he just curled up in the hand. He liked these giants. He didn’t want to leave.

The next few weeks were similar. He’d try climbing on Rhys, Felix, or Vitus. When he tried to climb Dabria she worried too much and always started to help him. Alessia still wouldn’t go near him. The first time he managed to climb from Vitus’s wrist to his shoulder he got a real smile from the giant. It was followed by a careful grab and a trip to Rhys’s room. Vitus let him try a lot later than normal.

He had fallen asleep on the trip up. Only waking up as Vitus slipped him off his hand into the bed on the table. Ryder listened to the heavy footsteps along with the door creaking most of the way closed. It was becoming familiar enough he was almost asleep again after a few seconds. Until the steps stopped when they shouldn’t have.

“Vitus, I’m getting worried,” Dabria said. Her voice was quiet, but the door wasn’t shut enough to block it. He slipped out of bed and climbed down the blanket that covered Felix and Rhys. He managed to slip out of the small opening to find the biggest giants he’d ever met standing nearby. He saw the way Vitus changed as he decided to answer.

“I know, I’m not sure what to do,” Vitus said. It was the first time Ryder heard the man’s voice this quiet. It made him anxious. “It’s not uncommon for the Kamia family to take in humans. I’m sure we could find a way to make that work.”

“We could go find two humans in the city? Maybe from one of the other bars.”

“And send him to a human safe city? I do-”

Dabria walked off before Vitus finished talking. Both giants were out of sight long before Ryder could follow. He just sat there watching where they’d been standing. He didn’t want to leave and they were all so nice. Now they wanted to send him away because he was getting better. Even worse it sounded like Dabria wanted it the most, but she was the one fretting over him all the time.

Ryder tried to keep his tears from falling as he slipped back into the room. He made his way to the blanket he used before, but Rhys had fallen on his side again. He sighed, resigning to climbing up Felix and likely waking up the older giant. Instead one of Rhys’s hands found him and pulled him close. He tried to squirm, but the hands cupped him over the giant’s heart.

“No,” Rhys whined. Ryder had noticed the sleep talking pretty early in his time here. It wasn’t hard to sleep through it. It was still quieter than the creep who brought him to this city. “You can’t have Ryder, he’s my brother.”

Ryder froze up. He knew they’d gotten close pretty quickly, but brothers? It made him feel warm. He curled into the cupped palms around him. Pressing his ear to the chest of the giant, he took in the heartbeat. It usually helped him relax. Tears started to make their way from him.

“I don’t want to lose my family again,” he whispered.

The next morning he almost thought everything was a dream. Until he heard a frantic Felix calling his name. He started squirming to try and wake Rhys up. It actually worked a lot faster than he expected. The giant sat up instantly. The hands curled around Ryder were thrown to Rhys’s waist. He managed to grab the cloth of the shirt before he got thrown too.

“I’m here!” he shouted. He heard the racing beat of the heart below him, but Felix was the one who grabbed him. The older giant started to search for any signs he’d been hurt. “Calm down, I'm fine! I climbed down from the table last night. When I came back Rhys grabbed me. I got to hear him talk in his sleep again.”

Ryder wanted to hide what he heard. He didn’t want to think that this could end. Felix was saying something, mostly about Rhys needing to be more careful waking up in the future. He honestly felt protected by the two of them. He knew Alessia cared. He thought Vitus and Dabria at least liked him. He didn’t want to leave.

“You are hurt aren’t you?” Felix said. He jumped, staring at the golden eyes that were far closer than he expected. “If it hurts you can tell us.”

“Really I’m fine!” Rhys was staring at him with a look he didn’t like. It faded as Ryder climbed to his feet and started to climb up Felix’s arm.

“You know,” Rhys said, “now that you can climb again you’ll probably get to go do things in the city. If anyone ever gives you trouble make sure they know you’re a Kamia.”

“But I’m not.” Ryder tried hard to hide the hurt in his voice. He wanted to be one. “I’m a human, you’re giants. They’d know it’s a lie.”

“Not like that, well sort of like that. It would be like the other giants and humans that come through the house. Family like they are, just part of the business.” Felix shook his head at Rhys’s explanation.

“He means. It’s what the people who work with our parents are called. The other humans and giants they’re in the Kamia Family. We’re the head of the family so it uses our name.”

“Oh. Like in those old mafia movies?” The two giants stared at him like he had said something stupid. He tried to think of how to change it, but saw Rhys opening his mouth. Felix slammed his free hand over it before a sound left.

“Ryder…”

“Y-yeah?” He tried to push the embarrassment away.

“You know we’re a mafia family right? That’s why that guy gave you to me, why there’s so many people most of the time, and why mom came back with blood on her your first night here.”

“...I thought mafias didn’t exist anymore…” His voice was quiet. There was a lot of embarrassment building in him. It seemed like he should have known, even if he didn’t live in a town like this. Felix caught him where he was on the giant’s arm. He was gently pulled off and held up for both giants to easily stare at him.

“Dad told us about it a long time ago, most places they don’t. In cities like this they do, and humans are more of a commodity.” Ryder tilted his head, a bit unsure about the word.

“Other families only keep humans they think are useful… The other humans they find get eaten for real.” Rhys sounded scared as he spoke. Ryder looked up at Felix almost hoping the older giant would complain like usual. Things stayed quiet for too long.

“I kind of thought the eating thing was a bad joke since none of you did it… I guess I was lucky he gave me to you guys…”

Ryder tried to laugh it off. The giant eyes on him felt ominous. He couldn’t keep looking at them, turning his gaze to the palm he sat on. A gasp escaped him when drops of tears landed on the skin beneath him. Now the doctor’s fear made sense. He still hadn’t seen her again. She could have been…

“Ryder?” one of them whispered. He couldn’t make out the voice, he kept thinking about the sharp teeth. He had no way to know if he could trust his judgement on these giants. The hand around him started to lower. “Are… you scared of us now?”

Ryder thought back to the time he’d spent here. Trying to view it knowing what he just learned. They always made sure he had what he needed, they trusted him. The other humans were comfortable enough to walk around on the ground blindly.  The one thing that stuck out was the horror on the faces when he expected doll furniture. The care as he recovered. The ways they let him climb up and encouraged his adventures. They way they listened as he spoke.

“I’m not scared,” he muttered. He managed to look up at the two giants again. Swinging his head back and forth. They both had tears in their eyes as they stared at him. Felix was the one to act first, pulling him quickly to his chest. The thumping beneath him was erratic. He never expected this from Felix of all people. The giant was always stoic, even the genuine smiles were rare.

“You can be,” Felix said. The hand holding him was pulled back. He looked up, finding Rhys staring back at him. Just like that first night the whites of his eyes were red.

“You two suck at being scary.” He hadn’t been wrong until now. He wasn’t going to doubt himself yet. He did have an idea of how to stay here though. If humans had to be useful, he had a use. There was a reason he pissed off that shop owner creep so much. “Can you take me to talk to your dad?”

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Vitus sighed as he finished drafting the explanation about the recent fires they were asked to look into. It helped that was often a Kamia task when they were the one’s setting them after getting humans out. Ryder’s decision to help was doing more than he expected. The idea of having someone so young and small involved still sat wrong with him. He couldn’t ignore it when the young human had faced him with so much determination. At least it made their struggle easier. Ryder felt like part of their family, but even suggesting he stay with them had seemed too selfish.

“Vitus, sir?” Ryder called. Vitus turned to the small human sitting next to his hands. Even a year later the human seemed too small compared to the others. The ease Ryder had in talking to him now made him smile. 

“Yes?” he asked. A part of him wanted to just send his human son off to rest or play like the others. He always wound up next to him. Of course he was at least doing the homework his tutor assigned.

“You haven’t eaten all day, you should get something.” Vitus reached over and ruffled Ryder’s head. The human was more responsible than himself. He pushed himself up from his desk. He cupped his hand around Ryder, waiting to see if the little human wanted to come with him to the kitchen.

“Can I stay here? I’m almost done with my homework.”

“Of course, anything you want me to bring you?” Ryder focused on his work, bowing down.

“Can you get one of the pastries Rhys likes?” Vitus chuckled at the request. This whole time things had seemed too risky. It was consistently a relief that their worries about Ryder’s safety were disproven.

“Sure.”

Vitus started on his way out, leaving the office door open. It shouldn’t be a problem today, he had no meetings. He would just grab two of the pastries, one he’d cut open for Ryder and another for himself. He saw one of the others that seemed anxious, a small detour would be fine.

Ryder smiled to himself. He liked the life he had now. Helping get humans out of bad places. All that time finding ways to sneak around those two giants he was stuck with was worth it. Plus Vitus and Dabria were nice. Dabria always brought things she saw for humans saying it reminded her of her youngest son. Vitus never minded that Ryder preferred to do his homework in the office. It was fun. He felt like family.

Footsteps sounded near the door. He started to shuffle his homework to the side so he wouldn’t get any of the sweet cream on it. He stood with a smile that fell faster than his heart was racing. Standing at the door wasn’t Vitus, but that jerk of an assistant that sold him out. The one who wanted him to die. Ryder could barely breathe as the giant took in the room.

“Ruthless head huh,” the familiar voice muttered. 

Ryder’s blood ran cold. He needed to run, but there wasn’t a safe place. The giant kept looking around until finally those beady eyes found him. There was a heavy silence as the giant stared at him. He watched the huge face go from annoyance, to shock, to confusion, straight to anger.

“You trash,” the man seethed. “You sold us out to save yourself didn’t you? Found a little use so they’d keep you alive. I’ll make sure that doesn’t last.”

Ryder’s legs were shaking as the man stomped forward. He had to run. He had to make his legs move. If he didn’t run he’d die. He didn’t want to die. Rhys said he was going to teach him a new game. Felix wanted him to help with his sewing. Alessia would even talk to him now. He had a family he actually liked, he didn’t want to die.

“V-Vitus,” he tried to shout. His voice came out hoarse. He stumbled back, falling off his feet. “M-Mr Kamia!” Better he thought it could work. He just had to be a bit louder. They paid more attention, they’d hear him. “Sir! I need help!”

No one responded. There were no world shattering footsteps. No mountain of a giant towering over the one closing in. His heart was racing. Dabria wasn’t home. The others were at school. He could have been at school, he just hadn’t gone for too long. He needed to catch up. He was starting next year. He wanted to go to school. The giant’s shadow was reaching him.

“Dad! He’s gonna kill me!” Ryder shouted as loud as he could. 

The jerk hesitated for a second, but it didn’t change anything. He had tears rolling down his face. No one would save him. No one could hear him. He was in a world of giants and no one would care when he’s gone. He was a useful human to the mafia. Just like those other humans whispered, the kids shouldn’t have gotten attached. He was re-

“Don’t touch my son!” Vitus roared. Ryder had never heard the man’s voice as loud as he did then. He thought it would shatter his ear drums. He swore the entire house shook before the words finished echoing. The giant approaching him finally stopped. He turned just enough Ryder could see the massive giant holding a gun pointed at his would-be killer's head. “Ryder, cover your ears and close your eyes.”

Ryder did as he was instructed. Curling up along with it. He just wanted this over. Despite listening, there was a cracked boom that felt deafening. A heavy thud followed, right after there were steps he thought he recognized. He started shaking on the chance it wasn’t him. It wasn’t the giant he begged to help him. The one he finally called dad.

A large hand surrounded him. He curled up smaller and felt the hesitation. The hand disappeared, replaced by two fingers lifting him in the air. It felt familiar. He was placed on a palm and held over a racing heart. It was faster than his own. He felt and heard the thunderous steps as the winner walked off with his prize.

“You,” Vitus snapped. Ryder shook more at the tone.

“Y-yes sir?” a giant answered. He only knew because of how close the voice was to him.

“Get the body out of here. Find anyone who worked with him and take care of them. We’re sending a message. Make sure they know touching one of my children gets them a lot more than dead. No names, just that my youngest was in danger.”

“R-right away sir.” He felt the hand press against him a bit harder.

“Wait, call the human doctor we added last year. Laura. Tell her what happened and report to me anything she says… Tell her he was near a silenced giant's gun firing.” Ryder was kind of shocked to hear Laura’s name. They said they didn’t hurt humans, but she’d been gone since she took off his cast.

There was silence as the giant must have run off. Vitus kept walking, but Ryder was terrified. The rhythmic steps continued. The heartbeat barely stopped racing as the giant moved. Ryder was held tightly enough he couldn’t even tell if they were on the stairs or not. All he could make out were muffled voices followed by the slam of a door. The first sign anything changed was when the hand softened and huge fingers wrapped around him.

He was brought up to the stern eyes he’d stopped fearing. It was the first time he’d seen the face anything besides intimidating or oddly soft. Vitus had an expression of fear. Ryder just stared at him while the giant set him down on his palm. Two fingers gently pulled at one his arms, he didn’t realize he was still covering his ears.

“You’re safe now Ryder, were you hurt?” Vitus whispered. It was the first time the man had spoken softly to him. Ryder knew the giant just never considered his presence and wasn’t intending to be loud and frightening. This was something new, something he actually feared. All he did was shake his head. The relief that painted over the fearful look was overwhelming. “That’s good. That’s good… I didn’t know anyone was coming today. I never would have left you alone. I’m so glad I heard you.”

“Y-you called me your son,” he choked out. Vitus actually offered a smile. One he hadn’t seen very often. He only saw it a few times, each of them directed at one of the others. The giant nodded his head.

“It’s what you are,” Vitus brought his hand down and held Ryder firmly over his heart, “I just wish I was the one you shouted for.”

Ryder grabbed the cloth around him, “It was you.”

Vitus started to purr almost immediately. The stress and fear fled Ryder’s body in an instant. He felt tired, more tired than he had in a long time. He squirmed a little to curl up comfortably under the firm hold. He almost died. He thought no one could hear him. Vitus answered for him, hearing him as his son. It was too much.

He doubted this would last. A part of him knew the fights they had. That Dabria wanted him gone. He’d take advantage of this. Enjoy his life with a family that seemed to want him. A family that heard him when he needed it. The purring picked up in volume as the heart beat settled. He could feel Vitus moving around, almost shocked when he heard the sound of a mattress shifting.

“Just rest, I’ll keep you safe,” Vitus promised. After all this time Ryder did believe it. He was safe in the giant’s hand. He was a member of the Kamia family. No matter how long it lasted he’d be kept safe by them.

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If it's not too late, prompt 10 sounds hilarious for seer and the gods au 😂

ty for the prompt. It was very much not too late!! I don't know if this is quite what you pictured, but it's the first thing I thought of and couldn't consider anything else!

Naughtiest and Nicest

Delphia could barely keep her eyes open as she returned to the gods’ realm. This time of year had turned into a constant stream of visions. People making risky choices out of a rush to be with their families. It seemed like each time she closed her eyes another vision occurred. As soon as the light faded from the door she thought for sure she’d been sent another vision. 

In front of her Vincent was sitting with his back against her door and his head in his hands. He never came to the gods’ realm, he hated it there. She waited for something to happen, the vision to move forward. Instead she just sat there in silence with Vincent barely moving. He kept his head down, grabbing at something she couldn’t before snapping his head up to face her.

“You’re back,” he said. She’d never heard him scared like this. “You need to fix this. Rhys wanted me to explain the holidays and I started explaining the whole guy who watches everything with lists.”

“They think it’s Vitus right?” she asked. It made sense in a way to her. The descriptions she heard of the one Vincent meant, white hair and kind at least, matched the god of life. The other descriptors not so much, he did keep a list though.

“At first, I told them it was someone else when they asked.” He stood up placing a hand on the door. “Then I told them it was a naughty or nice list. Now…”

Vincent pulled open the door and she could hear the rumbling voices of the gods.

“I’ve already made it clear,” Felix said. Delphia frowned, she knew the tone he was using. Blaming himself for things out of his control. “Clearly the one at the top of this naughty list would be me. The desperation for prosperity drives mortals to cruelty.”

Delphia sighed, Vincent had already grabbed her arm and started out the door. She didn’t know how to fix it. The naughty list would probably have them all spiraling in some manner.

“Ash… I think I’d be on that list,” she heard Alessia’s melodic voice echo through the hall. “I keep hoping our seer would spend less time with the mortals… I’ve been selfish.”

“Vincent, how long has this been going on?” Delphia asked. She stopped following him, making him stop too. 

“I’m not sure, time here is weird. I don’t even know how long it’s been since Rhys brought me here,” he sighed. She could hear the annoyance in his voice, but there was a bit of fear in how his hand tightened. It didn’t matter how much she and Rhys promised the gods were kind, Vincent stayed nervous.

“Wars are held because of me!” Ryder shouted. She didn’t think anyone else noticed the slight tremor in his voice. He hated everything about his domain. “Mortals kill each other endlessly, many seek glory through it!”

Vincent took that as the sign to get them moving again. She followed along, picturing Ash’s face as they tried to convince Alessia she wasn’t bad. They rounded the corner, finding Ash and Alessia standing near the entrance closest to them. Sola and Luna were standing between the two gods. It was the first time in a long time she felt intimidated walking up to them.

“Wouldn’t that mean Lady Death is on that list?” Luna’s quiet voice shocked her. It was clear he’d been crying, but there was nothing she could think of as why. Unless he thought he’d be on the list from scaring others… “She’s so nice she doesn’t belong there.”

“Of course not,” Ash placed a hand on Luna’s head as they spoke. “She guides others; she and Lord Life would be on the nice list Vincent mentioned. Tied at the top with the little flower.”

Delphia paused just next to the gods. All of them were focused on the argument she and Vincent went ignored. Vincent brought her to the stairs leading to one of the counters and sat just within the shelter it provided. He didn’t quite let her walk out, but she did look back at the four gods closest to her. Sola was grabbing at Ash’s other hand. The child-like goddess seemed pained.

“Am I naughty for sneaking out to watch mortals and draw in the clouds?” she whispered. Delphia knew the others had missed it, but Ash’s smile and shake of their head relieved her. 

“If selfish actions put someone on that list I’m clearly the one at the top.” Felix’s voice was almost convincing. “There are countless selfish actions done in the name of prosperity.”

“Enough!” Rhys’s shout made her cover her ears. Vincent stood and pulled her behind him. Something made her think she’d seen the more volatile emotions of the god of love, it wasn’t easy to witness. “If you want to argue who’s the worst it would be me. The emotions mortals feel are what causes wars, cruelty, selfishness and anything else you can think of. I'm at the top of that list.”

It turned into all of them talking at once. It was hard to make out the words with how loud their voices were. Vincent started to push her back, clearly second guessing his choice to bring her here. Delphia moved forward watching the argument unfold. Only to think of the children from the village she’d been visiting.

The longer the argument went on the more she was reminded of the children. Shouts of who was nicest, who had done the most selfless things. A smile crept onto her face. After only a few seconds she started to giggle, then it turned into full on laughter. The room slowly fell silent as she laughed. Vincent had stood up to block her almost completely from view. She just couldn’t stop laughing.

“You’re arguing like children,” she breathed. She heard Felix huff and Ryder gasp, but everyone else was still silent. “They usually argue over who was nicest, but it’s the same thing.”

“Del,” Vincent whispered. She knew he was worried, but if he’d seen the groups of children she had he’d be laughing too.

“Little warrior?” Ryder asked. She looked towards where the god of war had been standing with Felix. He came closer than she expected, but it didn’t bother her. She stepped out around Vincent, a squeeze on his arm to promise she’d be alright.

Ryder set his palm flat on the table. His eyes were shining, he’d likely been holding back tears. She climbed on without hesitation, her laughter slowly dying. He lifted her up to his face, the fingers taller than her curling over her. She leaned against the closest finger, the exhaustion she pushed away resurfacing.

“There’s no top of either list. It’s just meant to encourage kindness,” she sighed. The fingers around her tensed. As quickly as they tensed they flattened, Ash’s palm held out where she could walk over to it. She stood and walked slowly, pausing just before stepping onto their palm. “I do have an idea, if you want to follow holiday traditions and give a gift to those you all put on the nice list that is.”

The eyes of every god locked on her. She smiled as she met each pair. She didn’t miss Vincent now sitting securely in Rhys’s palm too. There was no telling whether the others would follow her idea, but she’d give it a shot. The worst case she’d help them all do something to celebrate the holiday. Vincent knew more and could help too.

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Dabria walked out of her office following behind Vitus. Her little raven had asked them to go with her to the kitchen, she asked for things so rarely they couldn’t say no. Vitus kept glancing at her as though she’d know what was going on. He’d be the one they go to for surprises, if they weren’t too nervous it would anger them. As they walked the sky gods ran up to them. Luna grabbed Vitus’s free hand while Sola grabbed on to her. They continued walking as the two fell into step with them.

“D-Dabria,” Sola started, she gasped hearing her own name from the young god, “will you draw in the clouds with me today?”

“Of course,” she smiled. 

“V-Vitus!” Luna squeaked. She watched the god of life stiffen, unsure how to act from hearing his own name. “Will you help me write down more of the stars’ stories later?”

“Yes,” Vitus said warmly. 

The twin gods ran off, but before they could say anything Rhys appeared just before they took the turn towards the kitchen. 

“Vitus, Dabria, Vincent said he’s ready to meet the two of you, maybe over the next few days?” Rhys said. She sent a look towards her little raven, the smile on the mortal woman’s face a clear tell she knew the cause of the sudden change. Vitus just kept a wide eyed look on Rhys.

“Whenever he’s ready… Rhys,” Vitus seemed unsure how to respond. Honestly Dabria was as well. Felix and Ryder were quick to replace the god of love as he disappeared in a flurry of petals.

“Dabria, if you have more designs there is a mortal I believe would be receptive,” Felix said as he passed by. She just nodded at him.

“Vitus, have you considered my offer of chess?” Ryder asked.

“Maybe after I write the stories with Luna.”

The two gods walked off, Dabria grabbed Vitus and stared down at her little raven in his hand. She slipped two fingers under Delphia’s arms, the human woman helped with the movement. The small thin arms tightly pressed against Dabria’s fingers reminded her that she was trusted. She brought her raven up to sit in her palm, curling her fingers around the small woman.

“What did you do?” she asked. Vitus hummed, he was catching on now. The smile of the human in her palm didn’t falter at all. Delphia climbed to her feet, the small movements still shocked her.

“Nothing at all,” she grinned.

“I doubt that,” Vitus chuckled. Delphia just tapped her fingers, clearly wanting them to keep moving. It was almost tempting to refuse, to hold the little raven close until she found out. 

Dabria started walking. She wouldn’t do that, she promised never to make her raven feel trapped. She did hold the little human pressed against her heart though. Vitus slipped his hand into her free one, lacing their fingers together. As they finally reached the kitchen Ash and Alessia were sitting there. She smiled at the two before Alessia jumped up and approached them.

“Dabria, Vitus, have you seen the little seer?” she asked. Dabria flattened her hand, holding back a pout as Alessia took her raven. Ash walked up, a soft smile on their face.

“We plan to be in the mortal realm today… Vitus, Dabria.” Ash nodded and the two disappeared in a flash of lightning and brilliant light.

“I don’t know what she did, but… I’d be happy if this continues,” Dabria said. Vitus wrapped an arm around her pulling her close.

“I would be too,” Vitus whispered.

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49). "Can you move this boulder?"

heheh another random au this time with some Felix and Ryder focus.

Trapped Before The Storm

Ryder was young, but had skills the others trusted. If he felt an animal was safe he was never wrong. A path might be dangerous and he was always right. That was why it hurt so much more the one time he trusted his sister’s words. She promised it would be quick, she’d be in and out. He stood on the offending boulder and looked down past the opening to the small tunnel Delphia was trapped in.

“Ryder, you need to head home,” she said. The glow from her wings was dimming. He knew that meant she was losing hope. He moved to try and push the boulder to make more space for her to slip out. “It’s going to rain, if you’re caught outside we’re both dead. Go home, you know me I’ll survive.”

“You can’t lie to me Del,” he said. Ryder stopped pushing and laid flat on his stomach to stare into the hole. The glow from his own wings cast a somber glow on her face. She already looked like a ghost. “I… Del you trust me right?”

“With my life, why?” He took a deep breath and reached his arm towards her. She clasped his hand in hers and smiled. “Go home Ryder, I’ll be back after the storm. You can lecture me all about how I should listen to you.”

“I… I have an idea Del, just gimme a minute?”

“Ryder, they can’t lose both of us. I know you hate to think of this, but you have to go home. Dad, Sola, Luna need you.”

“Trust me Del, I… If it fails I promise I’ll go home. We’ve got enough time for me to do this and make it home if it fails. Just keep your wings bright.”

Ryder flew off ignoring her calling his name. They lost enough already, they can’t lose Del too. A whole village and they were all that was left. He didn’t have enough time to get home before the storm, but he knew this would work. He’d been watching this one for weeks, he could see the truth.

Ryder had to find an opening, most of the ones he used were closed. It didn’t help that he couldn’t find the aid he needed. He found one of the huge entrances and flew straight in. His wings were buzzing as he searched. Finally he found what he needed, a giant.

“Giant!” he shouted. The being that looked like a fairy with no wings turned to face him. His black hair was damp and steam followed the giant from the room. Ryder had to force himself to stay where he was, the golden eyes of the huge being locked on him. He didn’t know if the steam came from something the giant had done or the revealed beige skin. “I-I need your help!”

“What?” the giant asked. Ryder fell a bit lower once he heard the voice. It was deep and loud, nothing like he’d heard while spying. The golden eyes narrowed while staring at him, Ryder could only imagine the glow from his wings. “What are you? How did you get in here?”

Ryder knew he didn’t have time to wait. The rain would come soon and even if the giant helped they’d be trapped on the ground. That could be worse than just being trapped. The giant was moving, he had to act quickly. He dove for one of the pictures he’d watched the giant draw. The giant’s eyes widened as he flew off. 

“Wait!” the giant shouted. The voice was too loud. It made him wince, almost losing the drawing.

“Follow if you want it back!” Ryder shouted. He flew straight back out the entrance he had used. He could hear the crashing of things behind him, he hoped he was right. He hovered near the entrance he used, pleading for the giant to come quickly. The giant nearly fell out of the entrance as he caught up.

“Give that back!”

Ryder flew off again. He needed the giant to follow. He stopped and looked back, the giant was doing as he needed. Once the boulder was in view he landed on top of it. He looked down and saw Delphia’s face lit by the dull blue glow from her wings. He tried to look confident, but the giant’s actions made him question himself. He had to be right, he couldn’t be wrong this time.

The giant slowed his approach once he was almost close enough to grab the drawing. Ryder pulled it closer, this had to work out. The giant’s steps shook the boulder he was on. He heard Del shriek as it moved. He knew it wouldn’t fall further, it was too big. The giant’s hand was coming close, fingers longer than him were filling his view. It was now or never.

“Can you move this boulder?” he asked. The giant froze, moving his hand back and looking over him. Ryder couldn’t keep his wings still under the golden gaze. “I-I need you to move the boulder, giant. I’ll return what I took after that.”

Those golden eyes narrowed and the giant sat up straight. He seemed to study Ryder, the buzzing from his wings was growing deafening. The giant sighed, he’d heard that sigh before. The giant had it before doing something and muttering about other giants. He grew hopeful, letting himself flutter just a bit off the stone.

“Ryder!” Delphia screamed. The giant’s eyes changed. His studious gaze softened as he moved. Ryder looked back, in the dimming light of the coming storm Delphia’s wings were a bright blue. She was terrified.

“Someone else like you is trapped?” the giant asked. His voice was softer, the sharp edge to the words gone. The huge hand came close again, Ryder tried to stay still. The giant stopped just above the boulder. “You’ll need to move, it’s kind of hard to grab this without grabbing you right now.”

“O-Oh,” Ryder mumbled. He flew up to hover over the giant’s head. He watched the boulder disappear within the huge hand. He tried to hold back his shivers at the idea of the hand grabbing him. As soon as the hand started to pull back, Delphia flew up to him. She hovered in front of him, the blue shine of her wings almost blinding.

“S-stay back! I don’t care what he promised you, you can’t have him! You’ll have to go through me, giant!” Her wings were buzzing enough he almost couldn’t hear her.

Golden eyes that seemed lonely looked at them. The stern face seemed to harden as the giant dropped the boulder. He shivered under the gaze. The giant’s hand moved and Delphia’s wings only brightened more. He watched as she started to reach for her sharpened stick. They hadn’t gathered materials for better weapons yet. The giant’s hand was left just below them with the palm up.

“I want what you stole back,” the giant said. Ryder put his hand on Delphia’s shoulder, the light dimmed from her wings. He moved ahead and landed on the offered palm. The stern look faded almost immediately. Ryder set the drawing down, it felt too small on the palm.

“Thank you, I knew you were safe,” he said. “I couldn’t move the boulder and she would have died from the rain.”

The giant’s eyes widened. He started to flutter his wings, but he couldn’t keep it up for long. There was a crack of thunder followed by a downpour of rain. Delphia yelped as she barreled into him. His wings slammed into his back as the water drenched them. Delphia hugged him tightly, mumbling that they’d survive. He looked up at the giant, golden eyes soft and concerned.

The giant’s hand moved with the two of them on it. If they jumped they’d never survive until the rain ended. The hand kept moving until it was cupped against the still bare chest of the giant. They were sheltered from the rain as the giant moved to stand again. Delphia held him tighter as they were moved at the giant’s mercy.

“You trust me right?” he whispered. Her wings weren’t able to glow much from the water, but he could see the struggling blue.

“With my life… I hope you’re still right about things Ryder. We might wish we were both trapped under that boulder,” she said. He smiled as the giant continued to move. 

Felix had no idea what was going on. First a tiny person with wings steals a design, then he saves one from some abandoned animal den, now he’s carrying two through a sudden shower. He sighed as he continued to run back home, the rain was forecasted to last for a few hours, but the house should keep them all dry. 

He smiled once the house came into view. He slipped inside, letting the door slam behind him. He felt the two flinch, he’d deal with that later. He rushed to his room and sat at his desk. He let the two slide off his hand, staring down at them. They were both so small, seeing one smaller than the other felt weird. He watched the two as the one with blue wings climbed to her feet.

“I’m guessing you can’t fly in the rain,” he said. The one with silver wings climbed to his feet. He had that weird look still. Felix felt like he was being seen through. “Stay here if you need it.”

Felix grabbed the paper that had slid off his hand with the two tiny people. He had a lot of questions, but it was easier not to ask. He had enough seeing that they didn’t trust him. He slid his chair over and started to copy the design to a new sheet of paper. Luckily he didn’t love this one too much. He had been planning to work on it after clearing his head.

Felix lost himself in his design. Inspiration from the two helping him progress. He assumed they’d be gone by the time he was done. He heard when the rain ended, but he kept working. Blue and silver bringing together something he couldn’t do on his own. He sat back content with his fixes. He jumped when the little person who had first come to him arrived.

“Thank you for helping my sister,” the little man said. Felix leaned forward, curious about the design on the wings. “She left, but she said thank you too. She… she was too nervous to stay. Giants aren’t easy to be near.”

“You’re welcome, I’d say we’re even,” he smiled. The design was better than he would have figured out before. “I don’t mind helping if you need it. Although why not call me Felix instead of giant, that is my name.”

“Alright Felix, I’m Ryder.” 

The little person held out a hand. Felix chuckled a bit before moving his own hand. He brought his hand close, the light of the wings was getting brighter. Using his thumb and index finger to pinch the hand offered. He moved just slightly to lift the arm up in a handshake. As he pulled his hand back Ryder had a huge grin. He watched the small man land on the table and look over the new design.

“So what are these pictures for?” Ryder asked. Felix smiled and started to explain.

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No Official AU Stories

Written enough one shots or two shots like this that it gets it's own page now.

i know i can’t protect you with Mira and Kaya

Friends don't talk about each other that way Mira and Kaya

Dropping Flowers with Vitus and Crow Delphia

Fallen Pots with borrower Ash and Human Alessia

Mistletoe Traditions with borrower Ash and human Alessia

Surprising Coffee Addition with Human Streya

Trapped Before The Storm with Fairy Ryder, Fairy Delphia, and Human Felix

Warmth in the Cold with human Streya

Secret Santa with human Mira and borrower Kaya

First Time Indoors with borrower Alessia and Human Vitus

Is Indoors Really Safe? (follow up to First Time Indoors)

Ice Cube Prank Gone Wrong... or Right? with borrower Rhys and humans Felix and Ryder

A Normal Afternoon (Follow up to Ice Cub Prank Gone Wrong... or Right?)

A Change of Pace with self insert person and random named giant

Enchantment or Curse with fairy prince Rhys and Human Vincent

Princess and Protectors with Alessia, Ash, and fairy Delphia (takes place in the enchantment or curse world)

A Small Unkindness with tiny bird!Dabria and humans Rhys and Vitus

Rainy Changes with Human Dabria and borrower Alessia

Broken Changes with Fairy kids Rhys and Ash and humans Vitus and Dabria

Intimidating Presence with giant Kid Felix and humans Vitus and Dabria

Open Secrets with Delphia and Alessia

Simple Night with Evelyn and Conny

#random stories #masterlist sections #multiple ocs #OC:Mira #OC:Kaya #oc:alessia #oc:ash #oc:ryder #oc:felix #oc:seer/delphia #oc:vitus #oc:streya #oc:rhys

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I dont know if you've done this already but have you drawn or made picrews/other programs with some of ur ocs? I've seen you describe them abit but I'm a bit curious to see how you actually imagine them to be

I haven't done a big post so I will use this ask to do one! I actually have descriptions for each character in a spreadsheet I've made to track all the info I have, I've made picrews, and I have two commissions done so far. This one for the mafia AU god squad and this one for when Corus and Mira met

Comm I got for streya &lt;3

Comm of Delphia, Ash, and Alessia in Vampire AU

fanart of mira and corus

Below the read more is a description I have an at least one picrew I've made of each of my ocs! I made a lot of these a long time ago so I sadly don't have the links but I can def try to find ones if people want them!

Mira: pale skin with lavender hair and pink eyes. She has a natural red tint to her cheeks with a pink color for her lips. Her body is lean and muscular, reflecting the years of training she's had. In her streamer universe she has a lean form with slight muscle from casual workouts. When you first see her you wouldn't assume she's as tactful and agile as she is.

Kaya: black hair, brown eyes and brown skin. They have some freckles by their nose and mole under their left eye. While they usually share in some of Mira's training they retain a thin frame and appear petite at first glance. They look innocent at first, as if they have no understanding of darker sides to the world. In reality they have stared it in the face and continued with a smile

This heart one is an adorable comm from @graff-aganda gotten by @alarcomet

Ian: fair skin with blond hair and brown eyes. His face is covered in a dusting of freckles. He's a little shorter than average at first in his original universe. He has a lanky frame that some may even call scrawny at times. He looks younger than he is, giving an impression of early teens rather than close to an adult.

Delphia: pale white skin with emerald eyes that stand out against it. Her hair is a dark black, almost ebony. She's above average height in most universes with a thin frame. Generally she's pale to a concerning degree. Almost like you'd think she's dead if she held her breath. She appears innocent and naive by choice, if she changes to seem world weary it's best to listen Where it exists people might think she's a bit like snow white

Vincent: striking silver hair, usually tied back. He has one eye green like emeralds, the other purple like violets. Overall his features are striking, but the scars over his eyes stand out against his sepia brown skin. He's intimidating, usually holding a look of disdain or pointed disinterest. If he cares for you he will kill for you

Melody: around average height with pale skin and heavyset. She has long brown hair frequently put up in ponytails or braids. Glasses that hide the bags under her eyes and a bright red tint on her cheeks. She also has a single dimple mirrored by Caprice. She looks young and innocent as if the things she suffered never happened. Most often she wears jeans and dark colored t-shirts with a black hoodie

Caprice: fair pale skin with freckles, short brown hair, and brown eyes. He usually has an athletic build and a bit short for men. He doesn't need glasses and has a healthy look. He has a single dimple mirrored by Melody. He appears goofy and ignorant, a mask he wears that can fall away to someone who sees more than anyone would like.

Lilith: dark brown skin, red eyes, and naturally black hair. She likes to dye it purple. Overall she is adorable. There is always a possessiveness in her face if she likes you.

Corus: black hair long enough he can tie it in a small ponytail. He has blue eyes and tanned white skin. At first glance he looks tall with an average build at best, but he has a lot of muscle that you can't see. His way of dress hides the fact he's well built. It's a byproduct of ways he's tried to handle his anger issues through out the years. He looks like someone easy to take advantage of at first, but then his anger comes through and he's terrifying regardless of size.

Zeke: golden brown skin, green eyes, and red/orange hair. He looks welcoming and intelligent. Overall his build is a bit average but his arms reflect the manual labor his life usually requires. He's observant and quick to act. When it's viable he has glasses that help him see far away. Luckily he has no issues up close.

Mikhail: He has rich black skin, green eyes and long black hair. He has a lean frame that some would assume is from being consumed in his studies. Most of the time he needs glasses more specifically for reading. His size changing in his original universe does change his frame slightly. The bigger he grows the more imposing his build becomes and the opposite for smaller. He'd be bird like at Ian's size

Alessia: rosy white skin and a warm look to her face. She's chubby which hides the strength she's capable of. Her hair, which flows to the middle of her back, is the same color as the night sky and she has brown eyes that radiate kindness. Generally around average human height. Soft is a good way to describe her. As a goddess she is usually dressed in a golden suit of armor that still leaves her legs, arms, hands, and head free.

Rhys: sharp edges to his face, the tawny brown skin accented with salmon hair. His eyes change colors depending on mood, but he is most commonly seen with them at bright pink. He isn't too tall and has a stout form. When he's calm his features have him looking reliable. As a god he dresses for the times, frequently in the most common clothing styles of the era until more modern times.

Ash: appears intimidating. A sharp face with one green and one blue eye. Their brown hair is short almost shave. They have umber brown skin and, as a god, tend to wear something that looks like leather armor. It's more like a misviewed tunic. They are frequently considered to look like a warrior or soldier and mistaken for the god of war.

Vitus: ashen white skin and even whiter hair. His hair is a bit below his shoulders and usually tied back with enough left free to frame his face. He has striking emerald eyes and a stern gaze. He has an average build and appears normally to be around mid thirties to early forties in age. He's taller than most others. As a god he tends to wear a button up shirt and simple plain pants regardless of the era. As a human he has reading glasses.

Dabria: fair white skin that looks like she's spent a lot of time under the sun. She has ebony hair which seems to flow endlessly behind her and piercingly red eyes. Her round face almost always carries a small smile and radiates warmth. She has a chubby form and is happy to offer comfort to any who need it. As a goddess she tends to wear a simple black dress, as a human she wears darker colors and jeans unless it's more formal

Felix: a stocky build. He has golden eyes and short black hair that slightly frames his face. His skin is a warm beige. He looks judgemental and cold at first glance. His features give a calculating feeling. As a god he dresses ostentatiously, styles that mimic nobility or expensive styles of the era.

Sola: a soft tan to her white skin, something that makes her look to have spent long days out in the sun. Her hair is just a bit past her shoulders, a light blonde color with specks of blue and white. Her eyes like like the morning sky, bright yellow at the center for the sun. She dresses in bright colors and most often has her arms and legs uncovered. She appears childish like Luna. A round face, large eyes, and over all child like features. She is twins with Luna. She appears bright, outgoing, and loud, but tries to match those around her more than act freely.

Luna: pale skin that could remind you of moonlight. He has shoulder length hair that's black with specks of white like stars. As a god his eyes are almost mirrors of the night sky, but human leaves him with a deep blue. He dresses in dark colors that relate to the era. He looks childish, a round face, large eyes, and general child like features. He is twins with Sola. He appears shy and reserved, but just is soft spoken.

Ryder: the build of a soldier. He reflects his status as god of war in his stature. His eyes are silver and, as a god, his pupils are shaped like swords. He has a surprisingly kind look most of the time. His face is scared despite never being in battle, he also has some scars along his arms and torso. He has long black hair that reaches down his back and he tends to leave as is. He tries to appear ready to fight in any universe he's in despite his lack of actual experience and general reasons to fight.

Kyrie: warm beige skin and a chubby build. His hair and fins are black at first. Both will change later to mimic colors of the deep sea to aid in hiding from humans. His eyes are the same color as the deep sea giving him the best sight of the merfolk under water. His hair is long and reachs almost to his tail. He opts not to do anything to it much like Pelago. He can look intimidating when he smiles, large fangs poking out. He is technically not full grown until some time after he meets Melody and grows significantly from the size he'd been until then.

Pelago: slender with dark brown skin. She has scars over her face from years of abuse due to the colors of her scales. She has blond hair the is half the length of her body. Her scales are a bright white and define her as an oceanid. Her eyes match the colors of her scales and fins as white as well. She still holds a kind smile despite the way she's been treated in the past. Pelago looks the most human when she smiles, her smaller size leaving her no need for large fangs.

Byssal: fair white skin and a stout build. He has used his size to keep Pelago safe and appears intimidating. His hair is green and usually braided. When loose his hair is almost longer than Pelago He has green scales, fins, and eyes. He has some scales along his skin unlike Pelago. Byssal frequently wears a scowl and bares his fangs at anyone who isn't Kyrie or Pelago (later that grows to Melody and Caprice)

Streya: skin the same color of space, she'd disappear into the darkness without the stars. She wears a gown that looks like endless stars. Her eyes are a solid dull purple when she's not matching a planet, they change to match the planet she's mimicking. Her hair is long reaching down into the endless space like her gown. It's a base shade of black with glowing blue on the top and the tips. On the right side of her head her hair is a lighter blue. There's a hint of purple all throughout it. She has a plump form. She has a round face that almost always has a look of awe or curiosity

Meg: skin is pale and she wears simple earrings. Her hair is a light brown that falls just below her shoulders. She has brown eyes. She has a dusting of freckles on her face, she wears simple glasses. She has a thin frame with a round face. She dresses casually, a warm jacket with simple things. A necklace with a star on it and tends to have jackets with patches or pins for lgbt

#awkwardanswers #maybe i should have split this but i already did all the work #I'll consider it another day #OC:Rhys #OC:Vitus #OC:Dabria #OC:Ash #CollabOC:Vincent #CollabOC:Meg #OC:Streya #OC:Ryder #OC:Seer/Delphia #OC:Mik/Mikhail #OC:Ian #OC:Luna #OC:Sola #OC:Pelago #OC:Kyrie #OC:Melody #OC:Caprice #OC:Byssal #OC:Felix #OC:Corus #OC:Mira #OC:Zeke #OC:Kaya #OC:Alessia #gt ocs

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Still working on the prompts but i got comms from @mushroom-gt done and I love them.

Vitus, Rhys, Felix, and Alessia as giants from the mafia au followed by

Dabria, ryder, sola, and luna as humans from the au. The art is amazing and i love it sooo much

Link to the story!!

#gt community #gt #giant/tiny #g/t #giant tiny #oc:vitus #oc:alessia #oc:rhys #oc:dabria #oc:ryder #oc:luna #oc:sola #oc:felix #such good art guys #I'm dying #gianttiny #let's hope this posts ok on mobile lol

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24, maybe w the vamp au?

I did something I consider a bit weird here. I had a few ideas, but settled on one that was sort of bittersweet.

Prompt List

Ghosts of the Past

Vitus wandered the house as the moon reached a high point. It felt weird to have the freedom to move about even now. Although Delphia and Vincent were both gone for a while. Delphia wanted to get something far away and asked the wolf for his help. The others were using the time to get more sun, but he couldn’t change his habits. He smiled as his thoughts drifted to his family asleep in a nice human bed.

Laughter rang in the hall around him. He dove under a table and looked for a human he missed. There was no one around, but footsteps ran past him. A part of him thought he should leave, go back to his family. A stronger part urged him to follow the steps and laughter. The laugh sounded somehow familiar.

The footsteps seemed to move just slow enough for him to follow. Every time he stopped the laughter stayed close to him. The trail of footsteps and laughter brought him to the study. He jumped as the image of a young human girl appeared. She ran through the door, the laughter echoing from the image. He didn’t get a good look at her. He slipped through the walls to follow the phantom image.

“Father! Father!” the girl called as soon as he’d entered the room. He watched her run up to a human standing by the bookshelves. Their image slowly seemed to grow solid, making Vitus gasp. It looked like him, but human. The human phantom of himself was dressed differently, more like in that painting Delphia had. “Did you mean it!?”

“My light,” his phantom smiled. The little human girl seemed to shine as he spoke. He watched the phantom grab something from the shelf. He couldn’t tell what was grabbed until the phantom of himself kneeled to meet the girl. “This is an important book so make sure to treat it well.”

“Can I read it outside father? Please? I’ll be careful, but I’m feeling better today!” Vitus climbed on a shelf and made his way closer to the two phantoms. His nerves died as he saw a young face of Delphia. She had a bright smile, she looked more alive than he’d seen her. His phantom started to laugh.

“Of course my light, go ahead. I’ll come read with you once I’m done here.” 

The phantom Vitus smiled and laughed as Delphia ran out. His phantom faded away, but the little girl just made it out the door. Vitus moved to follow, but the footsteps froze and sobbing took over. He ran as fast as he could to find the child image of Delphia on her knees. He could see scrapes all over her arms and the start of bruises on her face. A torn page of paper sat on the ground in front of her.

“I’m so sorry. I was just reading. Father, I'm sorry they took the book. I told them I’d never read it again, but they didn’t listen. I’m so sorry…” 

The image of a young Delphia faded away as her eyes locked on him. He made his way home, soft apologies and followed him through the hall. Once he reached his family the voice had finally faded. He had no idea how something like that could happen, but somehow he knew it was a real memory. It was something she had experienced. He took his place with Dabria on the human bed and tried to sleep. This was a bit of Delphia’s past that only he’d see.

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“Thanks for helping with this Vincent,” Delphia sighed. She would never make a trip like this without someone to help her hide during the day. The wolf huffed next to her as he started to settle into place for the day.

“It’s better than dealing with my strawberry panicking the whole time you’re gone,” he said. Delphia smiled, she was glad he’d shown up. Having all of these people around her, it was an amazing feeling after so long. 

“I just hope it’s still there.” Vincent let out a low growl, he hadn’t liked her request in the first place. She just wanted to get something special for the family that found her.

“I could have just gone without you. I would move faster than this.”

“It’s better I’m not there right now. It’s around when I lost everything… I always felt like I was reliving my memories, this keeps me distracted.” She jumped when his huge hand settled on her head. She looked up, the eyes staring down at her didn’t seem angry. She could swear he almost seemed sad.

“Just turn into a bat already. The sun is rising. No reason to get burned.” She nodded, his hand left her. It almost reminded her of times with her original family. She closed her eyes and turned like he asked. He let out a bit of a growl before holding open his pocket. She slipped in, the warmth he gave off was a nice change. She didn’t worry about pulling it all away. It wasn’t long before she felt the pull of the rising sun and she gave in to her death like sleep.

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Rhys was enjoying taking apart the new thing Vincent brought him. He said it was a game console, it had more parts than any human thing he’d seen before. The werewolf promised to bring him back something again… Although he said it would be strawberries. Rhys made a face, the day he finally tried one he hated the nickname even more. The taste of the fruit was awful.

The place was quiet, he couldn’t sleep in the silence. Something just felt off. He continued pulling wires free as the night wore on. Suddenly a crash from outside pulled him from his tinkering. He climbed out, worried that someone might be breaking in. He could hear footsteps in the hall outside the room he was in. It was the room Del had set up for Vincent to use. He climbed down from the table and slipped out from under the door.

He heard footsteps further down the hall. Rhys kept close to the wall and made his way towards the noise. He heard a bit of laughter that he’d never heard before. He shivered, humans here would be hard to deal with until Delphia and Vincent got back. He heard footsteps at the end of the hallway. He ran as fast as he could to the noise.

“I’ll get you little sister,” a man called. He jumped as footsteps ran past him, but he didn’t see anyone. He heard laughter following, he went after the noise. A translucent human seemed to appear out of nowhere. Another one ran past the first, the first grabbed them and spun around. Laughter rang out.

“No, no put me down!” the girl shouted. He recognized the voice.. Del. It couldn’t be her, she wasn’t here. This human was too small too, her face looked more alive than usual. “Rhys! You’re not winning this time.”

“....Rhys?” he whispered. The taller human laughed as she squirmed, but he just sat down in the air with her. A bed appeared beneath him.

“You need to sleep, stop running around. You had a fever this morning,” the phantom of himself said. He could recognize features he had now. The same hair and eye color, the same facial structure. It was him, but a human. He froze when the pink eyes seemed to lock on him for a moment.

The Delphia held in the phantom’s arms pouted. He watched as his phantom self stood and set her on the bed. She was carefully tucked in, but an arm shot out to grab his phantom. Rhys couldn’t control his curiosity, sneaking closer to the phantom scene. The human version of himself sat down on the translucent bed and smiled.

“Why do you all use a nickname for me?” Delphia’s phantom whispered. “The others said it was weird that it’s not even the same one.”

“We have separate nicknames because you're special. You’re my only little sister after all,” his phantom said. The scene shimmered before it was Delphia alone in bed. She was older now, alone and staring at the wall. It hurt to see the tears streaming down her face.

“I’m not just your little sister Rhys…” The murmuring sounded painful. He went closer, her eyes locked on him. “I’m going to save us, I won’t let us suffer anymore. It doesn’t matter what I want if I can save all of you.”

The scene faded away. Rhys stared at the empty air for a while. He knew she gave up things to try and help her family, but this seemed worse. He slowly made his trip back, faint echoes in the hall of words between his phantom and Delphia’s. He couldn’t make out the words anymore, but the voices were clear. He just climbed up to a windowsill and stared out at the sky. He had some thinking to do.

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“I was thinking, Rhys might like strawberry candy,” she laughed. Vincent had gone full wolf and was running on the ground while she made her way through the trees. She heard a whine, he didn’t understand. “He likes sweets, but he doesn’t like fruits much. Let’s get some when we head back.”

All she got back was a growl, but it was enough. She hissed when a ray of sunlight hit her arm. She lost balance falling short of the tree she was jumping to. Vincent caught her quickly, his form shifted as his huge hands were holding her. The man’s eyes were still wolf-like, but she didn’t hesitate. It had gotten too close. She switched to a bat so he could put her in his pocket and keep moving.

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Felix had gathered up all the clothes they had for the winter. It would be cold soon and they needed to be fixed. He set up in the study, preferring to have more open space to work. Delphia left something he could use for music out, but he didn’t want to break the silence. It was weirdly calming to sit out in the open in silence. An easy way to know who approached.

“This one’s no good,” someone whispered. He snapped his head to the door, he knew it came from the hallway. He abandoned his work and laid down near the door. He could see the empty hall and nothing else. Felix heard footsteps,but didn’t see anyone. “Maybe this one…”

He jumped, the voice sounded behind him. He climbed to his feet and spun around, staring at a human that looked a lot like him. They had black hair a bit longer than he preferred. There were translucent cloths draped around the phantom of himself. He watched as one was held up, a full dress not just bits of cloth.

“This is perfect,” his phantom smiled. The dress looked like the one Delphia had found. He watched his phantom set on some mannequin type thing. It didn’t look like the ones he’d seen on the television. His phantom’s eyes looked sharp as he worked on the dress putting in finishing touches.

“Felix, mother says dinner is almost ready,” Delphia said. Felix spun around, watching a phantom of her walk in through the door. She seemed young, but somehow close to her age now. His phantom hid the gown just a bit too late. “Didn’t you send that one out the other day?”

“No, I just sent some similar fabric. This is for you, gem,” his phantom smiled. Felix watched his human sized features change the same smile he wore when the others liked something he made now. 

“But… we can’t afford-” his phantom pulled the dress off the strange model and held it in front of Delphia.

“If you are going to be meeting nobles then you need to look the part. One dress won’t ruin me.” The phantom Delphia hugged his phantom. Sharp golden eyes looked his way for just a second. The scene shifted, like the strange videos he watched at times. 

Delphia was on the ground, his phantom was there, but looking past her. He watched her tears falling to the empty ground. The phantom of himself stepped forward and set a hand on her shoulder. His phantom’s hand went through her. Delphia’s phantom stared at him, the real him not the phantom. His phantom stared his way too. It felt like this ghost was seeing him.

“I won’t let you die for nothing. I never should have done this, I should have made you keep the dress. I’ll save us, I promise.”

Felix shivered as wind blew through the room. The scene he watched seemed to blow away in the breeze. He frowned, the pain sounded too real. She had mentioned a night things went bad, where his past self was lost. All he could think was it was that night. The night he was hurt and she lost him. Felix returned to his work, but used the music player Delphia bought. Silence seemed cruel now.

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Vincent huffed as the sun finished rising. Delphia felt like dead weight in his pocket. He didn’t get why she wanted to do this. Some old tradition that fell out of popularity was what she said. He hasn’t even convinced her to tell him what they were going to get. He let out a satisfied growl once a cave his wolf form could fit in came into sight.

 “Just what are we getting…” he sighed as he turned human to make his way inside. He couldn’t forget that night, where she looked like a child in front of him. It made it hard to hate the vampire in his pocket. “You trust too much… I could just leave you here.”

He shook his head before crouching down in the back of the cave. Anything in here was hiding well enough he didn’t care. He shifted to his wolf form, filling the cave until his body blocked the entrance. He curled up using his snout to block Delphia in case something got curious. She did smell of death, it could attract others. When he was half asleep he thought he heard footsteps, but there wasn’t a scent attached to it. He let himself drift off without a reason to investigate.

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Ash jumped as they woke up. Alessia was lying on their shoulder. They smiled, it had been a nice day. The two decided to rest in the garden after tending to the plants. They gently shook her awake, smiling more as she groaned. She stretched and wrapped an arm around them. The calm moment fell away as they heard footsteps from the nearby open door.

“Alessia, wake up,” they whispered. She tightened her hold. “I heard footsteps.”

She sat up immediately. The sleep was gone from her and they started to stand. They inched closer to the door, looking for the human. Alessia slipped in front of them, inching into the hallway. They followed her, freezing as steps passed by them. They couldn’t tell how many, but definitely more than one.

“The garden is right out here,” Delphia’s voice sounded nervous. “Thank you again for your understanding. This will help us a lot.”

“Of course, I think I can do anything for the seer who saved my life,” Alessia’s voice echoed above them. Ash stared in awe as a human who looked almost exactly like their lover appeared in the hall.

“This is a better price than the inn here too,” Ash’s voice said. They watched as someone who looked like them seemed to materialize next to the phantom Alessia. Ahead of their two human phantoms a phantom Delphia appeared. She was blushing.

The Alessia and Ash above them kept glancing between each other and the phantom Delphia. Ash walked forward until they stood at the feet of their double. For a moment they felt like the double could see them. They flinched as the double stepped forward, placing a hand on the phantom Delphia.

“Are you alright?” they asked. Alessia ran forward, past their doubles and straight to Delphia. They watched her stare up at the face they both loved.

“Of course! Why wouldn’t I be?” Delphia’s phantom let out an awkward laugh. Alessia’s phantom started to move, Ash almost swore she looked at the real Alessia.

“You seem nervous… should we leave? I know our question wasn’t normal…” They couldn’t bring themself to move as Alessia’s double tilted her head up to Delphia. They smiled, even at a human size she was shorter than Delphia.

“No, no… I just didn’t expect it… You even said you’d help us…” The smile on Delphia’s phantom was blinding. “We only recently met too…”

“There’s no rush. We’ll be leaving in a few days, you can answer when we return from the city.” Their double tilted Delphia’s head, it was something they wanted to do themself. “Don’t be scared, beautiful flower.”

The phantom Alessia pulled Delphia into a hug. Ash saw her mouth move, but couldn’t hear the words. The phantoms of themself and Alessia faded away, Delphia was left alone. They walked up closer, standing next to Alessia at Delphia’s feet. The phantom had tears in her eyes before she fell to her knees before them. They both set a hand on the phantom, they went unnoticed.

“You said you’d take us all from this place… you promised months ago. That it would only be a week… I believed you…” Delphia’s phantom cried. “You’re gone… You’ll never come back and I have to know I’ve lost you. Please, don’t let the news be true. Please don’t be dead.”

The phantom’s tears continued to fall. Ash desperately wanted to climb up and wipe them away. Slowly the phantom faded, Alessia fell to her knees. Ash kneeled next to her pulling her into a hug. They stared at the faint remnants of the phantom Delphia’s tears.

“Ash… was that real?” Alessia whispered. They wiped away the tears she started to shed.

“I think it was. It seemed like Delphia’s past with us, when she,” they paused, it wasn’t just her. “When we were all human.”

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Delphia laughed as they entered the field. Vincent tried to hide a smile as she ran through the flowers. He’d never seen them before, they had a smell he couldn’t quite explain. The two walked through the field, the sun would be up soon. He stayed close to the small woman, trying his best to keep her in his own shadow. She didn’t even mind that he was looming over her.

“I’m glad they’re still here, I wasn’t sure they would be,” she sighed. He just narrowed his eyes and watched as she fell to her knees. She was looking at each flower near her.

“These are weird flowers,” he said. Vincent reached down to pick one, jumping when the petals seemed to change at his touch.

“They are… It was something special, we would get them every year. The petals were special.” He nodded, waiting for her to continue. The silence seemed to drag on as she ran her hands over the flowers. They didn’t respond to her touch like they did his own. She laughed almost bitterly.

“So we came all this way to get these? Are you going to bite them like those other ones?” He felt nervous when she smiled up at him. That look from the night she was collecting flowers alone came back. It seemed like she could disappear in an instant.

“No, we need to hurry. I think if you run back at full speed we should be back in time.” He sighed a bit, full speed was much faster. It also meant his pockets weren’t an option. “We just need a way for you to carry me back… There was a town nearby, maybe I can check there tomorrow night.”

He nodded and she just continued to run her hands over the flowers. His eyes widened when a tear fell from her face. Slowly he pulled her close, hugging her. He didn’t know what the memories were she was seeing, but they obviously hurt. At some point he hated this vampire a lot less, she felt like a sister more often now. He didn’t know how to feel about the fact she’d be left alone in the future.

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Luna was having trouble sleeping. He missed having Delphia around, he liked knowing she was there. Sola didn’t have trouble like him. He jumped, there was noise nearby. He couldn’t be sure, but it sort of sounded like Delphia’s footsteps when she was being fake human. He climbed over to Sola and started shaking her.

“Mmm, not yet,” she moaned. He shook her harder until her eyes finally opened. “Luna…”

“I heard something,” he whispered. Most of his family was asleep and he didn’t want to worry them. Sola always came with him when he heard something. She sat up rubbing her eyes and he climbed to his feet. This time when he heard it he knew it was footsteps.

“Steps?” 

He nodded and Sola was on her feet in no time. The two of them ran over to the edge of the bed and climbed down. Sola was on the floor and running a bit before him. He jumped from a bit above the floor to try and catch up. The steps picked up, it sounded like a bunch of humans. Sola was fidgeting near the door as he caught up. The footsteps started to decrease.

“Should we go under the door?” she whispered.

“I think so,” he said.

The two laid flat on their stomachs. Together they slipped under the door, Delphia had helped make it easier to go between all the rooms. She had them help, trying to slip under each one and then she fixed it to be easier. Once in the hallway Luna froze. In front of him was Sola, but the size of a human. He stumbled back as she seemed to lock her eyes on him.

“Luna?” the Sola next to him asked. He turned to look at her, finding his own double staring at her. There wasn’t time for either to act as their doubles were pulled away by another human.

“Delphia?” he asked. It looked like her and not her all at once. Sola grabbed his arm, he wouldn’t let a human get them. Even one that looked like Delphia.

“I told you two it’s time for bed,” the fake Delphia laughed. Their doubles smiled as she pulled them away.

“Will we get to go to parties like you someday?” human Sola asked. The Delphia smiled at her, her arm left Luna and hugged just the human Sola. 

“Only if you want to. I’ll make sure it’s just for fun too.”

“Can we dress like you do too? I want to be pretty like the stars,” human Luna said. The hug switched to him.

“If you want to dress like me, I’ll make sure you can. A dress, a suit, whatever you two want. I’ll make it happen.”

The Delphia, Sola, and Luna kept talking but the words were getting lost. He felt his Sola pulling on his arm. When he looked at her she was pointing down the hall. He followed her, there was another Delphia. She looked more like the one they knew. She seemed sad though.

“I’m sorry it didn’t happen. I’ll make sure no one suffers again, next time you’ll get to go to all the parties you want to. I’ll make sure it happens, even if we’ll never meet face to face.”

He started walking towards the Delphia that looked the same as the one they knew. Sola followed behind him, the doubles of themselves as humans faded away. As they got closer the one they knew started to fade too. Sola let go and ran forward, he followed behind her. They weren’t fast enough, the one they knew faded away too. He didn’t know what to do, how to feel about the human doubles they saw. 

“Luna… do you think Delphia would wear that dress if we asked?” Sola whispered. 

“We should ask,” he said.

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Vincent grimaced as the sun shone on his face. He couldn’t find a cave to sleep in that was close enough. His only choice was in the trees and the sun kept him up. He growled as he tried to use a paw to hide his face.

“Vincent, wait for me!” he heard Delphia call. He froze, the scent of death and a dead weight was still against his chest. Slowly he lifted his paw away to look around them. He saw a young looking Delphia running through the field of flowers. She laughed, but faded away before he could even try to understand what was happening.

He nudged his pocket, the vampire didn’t react. He knew that she was out which made this all the weirder. Vampires and werewolves were one thing, living memories seemed like something else entirely. He didn’t think magic was real, but he couldn’t deny it as easily as he wanted to. He just placed his snout over his pocket again, careful to keep her covered as much as he could.

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Ryder stared at the small screen Delphia set up for him. He’d started to enjoy all these strategy things she found for him. The wolf man had helped pick them out too. He still didn’t trust him with how he acted with Rhys, but the shorter man was enjoying the time with the massive wolf. His game started to flicker as some footsteps came from the hallway near the door.

He hit the power button and hid behind something as more footsteps came from the hall. He didn’t have time to get in the walls based on how close the steps were. He held his breath as the steps paused. Nothing happened for a long time. He started to feel foolish, until someone who looked like him walked in the room. His double walked through the closed doors without opening them. A version of Delphia followed.

Ryder stopped hiding, stepping out in the open while his double led the younger looking Delphia to the middle of the room. They both sat on air before a table with a chess set appeared. He watched as the phantoms just played chess together. His phantom kept tricking Delphia so she’d look away. Then he’d move the pieces to help her win. It made him think of how she’d helped when he first tried it out.

“I won!” Delphia’s phantom shouted. Ryder smiled with his phantom as she cheered. His phantom set a hand on her head, she looked like a young human. His phantom ruffled her hair earning a pout from the much more alive face.

“You did, I admit defeat, little warrior,” his phantom said. 

The two kept talking about chess and other games that his phantom apparently taught her. There was a loud crash and his phantom was suddenly lying in bed, his arm in a sling. The Delphia phantom was older now, looking at him with pain.

“I’m so sorry. If only I was better. I never should have asked you to teach me those games, we’d already be safe if I was better,” her phantom cried. Ryder moved closer as a feeling he couldn’t quite explain overcame him. “I’m so sorry Ryder…”

The phantom Delphia disappeared leaving him with his human double. He expected it to fade, but the silver eyes locked on him. He tried moving, but the eyes followed. He didn’t know what this meant, but it had to mean something. The phantom of himself looked like it tried to speak, but faded before it could. He sat on the table and considered his next move.

“...I should ask her to teach me more games,” he whispered.

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Delphia stood next to the giant wolf, a bit nervous. She’d never actually seen a werewolf completely transformed, apparently Vincent hadn’t been all the times she thought he was. He still towered over her, the silver fur was soft to the touch. As she reached around his neck she felt herself growing nervous. They didn’t have to be enemies, but he had no reason to trust her. In some ways his hatred felt deserved.

“Ok, this should be good. I can hide in there while you run,” she said. Vincent just growled, he always growled. The huge head over her still nodded, the snout touching her shoulder. “I’m just collecting them now, ok?”

Vincent’s huge form moved so he was glaring down at her. It took a while to find something large enough he could wear around his neck. It was especially hard since she had to go back and forth to test things. She knew the sun would be up soon, but she wanted to be back before the month ended. His glare didn’t change.

After a few moments of silence he lifted his front paw up and pushed against her. His strength was more than she expected, knocking her off her feet. She felt her eyes go wide as his strength continued to press down on her. For a moment she wondered if this was where she’d lose, but he just kept narrowed eyes on her. He shook his head. 

“I… I can’t collect the flowers?” she whispered. The wolf’s eyes stayed sharp and nodded. She squirmed, but he didn’t lift his leg. She knew she’d have a racing heart if she could. He looked up at the sky before looking back at her. It seemed to click then what he might want. “I… I should go to sleep?”

He let out a bit of a whine while he nodded. She closed her eyes, a bit terrified of what he would do like this. She made herself change, the paw over her felt heavier and heavier. Finally she was done and opened her eyes staring up at nothing but paw. She wanted to squirm, but she got herself into this. Once he moved she kept an eye on his face. He kept a glare on her, locking her in place. 

It was intimidating as he moved. She didn’t spend time like this actually looking up at anyone. A glimpse into what her family sees. He slowly lowered to the ground and folded his legs so he was surrounding her. Then he rested his head on top. It was complete darkness, as safe as usual. He did say it wasn’t easy to go back to a semi human form with how rarely he does this. It started to make sense.

“Thank you Vincent,” she murmured. All the wolf did was huff, but she was starting to feel safer and safer around him.

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Dabria smiled to herself as she finished her painting. It was fun to try out all of the things Delphia would bring her. She wanted to make a version of that painting of when they were all human, but with them now. Another they could hide so she could make sure they were remembered. She struggled to make everyone look right.

“Are you almost done?” Vitus asked. She turned around, shocked he was nowhere near. His voice sounded so loud.

“Just about, we’re lucky anyone still hires me in this town,” Dabria heard her own voice answer. She heard footsteps nearby, a painting on the wall seemed to shimmer. She’d never noticed it before.

“My light, don’t run in there!” She stared with wide eyes as a young phantom of Delphia ran into the room.The girl ran up towards the painting and a human size phantom of herself appeared. The Dabria she saw bent down and picked the Delphia phantom up in a hug.

“Mother, mother can I stay with you while you paint?” she asked. The smile on the young face made the real Dabria’s heart melt. She didn’t see bright smiles like that on the real Delphia often. “I promise to be quiet and just read while you work! Please?”

“Oh my raven, of course you can. Did you bring a book?”

A phantom Vitus walked in holding a book in his hand. He handed it to the smiling young girl who hugged it tightly. The phantom of herself cast a warm look at the two before turning to her. Dabria froze as eyes like her own stared at her. This wasn’t a normal phantom, something more was going on. The woman across from her walked forward, the phantom Delphia still held in her arms. The real Dabria stumbled back as the phantom kneeled before the table.

“Be careful, the paints are messy. Don’t let them ruin your book. You can use the ones here to paint on your own if you want, little raven,” her phantom said. The human face stayed focused on her. “Just remember to capture the feeling, not the person as you paint, it always looks better.”

The phantoms seemed to sparkle as they faded. An older Delphia standing alone and staring at that shimmering painting across the room. The face above her looked younger than the woman she’d known, but it felt like the right one. Tears started to stream down Delphia’s face as Dabria watched. The phantom set a hand down on the table, paint brushes appearing beneath the hand. Dabria ran forward, setting her own on one of the fingers. The phantom didn’t react.

“I’m sorry mother. If I’d only been stronger… You made such beautiful paintings, I won’t let them be forgotten,” Delphia’s phantom whispered. “I’ll save all of them, I’ll make sure Sola and Luna know just how amazing you were, just like I do…”

Dabria gasped as Delphia faded away. She stared at the painting that had been shimmering, it was still there. She took the time to climb off the table and approach it from the floor. With a nod to herself she started to plan out paths to reach it, there was something important about it and she needed a closer look. She decided that could wait, she wouldn’t risk hurting it. Delphia could help her when she returned.

“Paint the feelings…” she mumbled.

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Vincent sat fidgeting with the little bag Delphia had bought. It was more than big enough for her as a bat, it could probably fit all of the others with her too. The vampire was preoccupied with picking out the best of the weird flowers she could. She called them ash blossoms, he’d never heard of them. He didn’t even know if they were called the same thing anymore.

The small vampire was digging in the ground looking for something alongside the blossoms she picked. He didn’t care much about what she was doing, but he was getting bored. He walked over to crouch next to her… She didn’t react, just kept digging in the ground. He sighed, making a point to lean on top of her head. She barely reacted to him.

“I thought you were just picking flowers,” he sighed. She reached out and grabbed a few long stems she’d gathered so far.

“I am, but I thought I could make sure to get some seeds and soil to grow them at home. That way we won’t need to travel like this again,” she smiled. He couldn’t understand why these flowers were so important, but he just nodded along. He reached forward and dug his hand into the hole she’d started digging. A nice amount of the soil was left in his palm.

Delphia pulled a small bag she had from her side and held it below his hand. He dumped all the dirt inside. She held it up as he dug his hand into the soil again. A few more handfuls and the bag was filled. He stood up and stretched while Delphia carefully closed the bag. This whole thing just seemed weird, but she looked like a young girl again. He didn’t mind letting her act young once in a while.

“Do you think they’ll grow in time for next year?” he heard her ask. He made a face, how would he know.

“What?” he asked. She looked up at him and tilted her head to the side.

“What’s wrong?” The face she made had hints of fear. 

“Didn’t you ask me something?” She just shook her head. He let out a huff again. “It’s nothing, don’t worry about it. What are these for anyway?”

“They have a special use on all hallows’ eve, it’s why I want to be back by then.”

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Vitus was sitting alone reading. Everyone had seemed pensive lately, even Sola and Luna. He hoped that once Delphia and Vincent returned things would be normal again. The room felt strange as he looked through the book in front of him. It was tiring to turn the pages, but he wanted to search for information on what he’d seen.

He heard footsteps from the hall again. He opted to ignore it, his curiosity didn’t mean it was right to see memories Delphia didn’t knowingly share. He heard more of the steps, but they passed by the room he was in. He sat in the silence until the footsteps returned. They paused just outside the door. Vitus stared at the things he could never move, shivering as his own phantom walked in again.

He knew his eyes were often called piercing, but the gaze that seemed to lock on him made him shiver. If he were human he didn’t think a single borrower would risk trusting him. The gaze of his phantom didn’t deviate for even a moment. The footsteps started again as the human double approached. It was strange, to hear and see a human moving, but not feel it.

“Do you see me?” he whispered. The phantom nodded. The real Vitus narrowed his eyes. He didn’t have an explanation for that being possible. “...are you me?”

The phantom didn’t nod, but didn’t shake his head. One of the huge hands moved and settled on the book Vitus was currently looking through. It started to try and flip the pages although they wouldn’t move. Vitus started to flip the pages how the phantom wanted. It took a lot longer than if he were human, but finally the hand stopped trying to turn them.

The real Vitus settled to read the page. It talked about some time of year where souls were stronger. Memories of the past become visible when the will is strong enough. He nodded, that tracked with what he’d witnessed, but not why the phantom was actually able to see him. He looked up at the human mirror of himself.

“Are you my memories?” he asked. The phantom nodded and then shook his head. Vitus sat back taking the time to consider what that could mean. He stared up with wide eyes as an idea formed. “Are you my soul’s and Delphia’s memories?”

The phantom nodded, a smile he’d worn himself appeared on the face above him. The human hand moved and pointed at something on the page. The writing was mostly faded, he couldn’t quite read it. There was an image of flowers, some he’d never seen even while he lived in a florist’s shop. The phantom’s fingers hovered over the petals and then they started to fade. Vitus sat back as the human version of himself disappeared, he wanted to know more about these flowers.

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Vincent hadn’t stopped running once Delphia climbed in the bag around his neck. He was starting to miss his strawberry, she’d even bought the candy she thought Rhys would like. It was easier to focus on that than the voice he’d been hearing as he ran. It sounded like Delphia, but if she was awake she denied it. When she was out it couldn’t possibly be her.

 “I have to go, Rhys,” he heard his own voice say. He slowed down once he heard that. He looked around, no one. “It’s better this way.”

“Why? None of us care. You should stay,” he heard his strawberry, but the voice sounded hurt. He padded forward looking for who was speaking. It had to be something mimicking them.

“I’m not human and if anyone here learns it you’ll all be in danger.” Vincent heard laughter, he ran towards it. He found a translucent version of himself with Rhys leaning against a tree. Delphia was in a field laughing as she ran her hands over nothing. “Besides, didn’t you all stop to keep her from being found?”

“Still, I don’t want you to leave. She loves you too, she asked the other night if you were technically her brother too.” The translucent Rhys laughed as he watched the Delphia in the field. His double wasn’t too much taller than Rhys, funny to see his strawberry the size of a human. The double of him stared out at Delphia before turning to face his real self.

“I’ll draw attention. I age too slowly, you know that. You can’t have that if you’re hiding from a vampire until she’s grown up. If we’re lucky I’ll be able to come back in a few years.” 

“Vincent! Rhys!” Delphia’s phantom shouted as she ran up to them. In her hands were flowers like she had just finished collecting in reality. She didn’t seem too young, but there was an innocence in her actions. “These ones should be perfect for Sola and Luna!”

“You’re right, let’s head back.” 

The phantoms of Rhys and Delphia started to walk away. His stayed back, the Rhys phantom looked back before those two faded away. His phantom flickered, then was left lying on the ground glaring up. A shadow fell over his phantom before they both flickered out and Delphia was left standing alone. She stared at a spot that slowly shifted to have just a pair of scissors.

“It’s all my fault. You and Rhys would have been happy if I didn’t exist… I’ll help you two next time. I’ll help you two to be happy together. How you deserve…” she whispered. She looked more like that teenage girl he’d seen when she stayed out until sunrise. “I’m sorry Vincent…”

He narrowed his eyes before running off again. He didn’t know what any of that meant, if it was even real. That would make him a part of that past she’s talked about. A part that met Rhys before too. He didn’t like the way his double stared at him. How seen it made him feel. He’d worry about it later once he got them back home to the others.

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Delphia smiled as she set the bag of soil down. It should be good enough to grow her own ash blossoms after this. She walked back to the main doors and opened them, Vincent waited just behind her. She slipped into the house as he ducked under the door frame. They made it back just in time.

Delphia moved through the house following the sound of heartbeats. She half expected them to be gone by the time she returned. It was hard to believe small humans wanted to be around her, even after knowing her past… their past. She smiled as she found them all sleeping together, she had no idea how long they’d been using her bed. 

Carefully, Delphia walked up and set her hands next to them. At first she thought it might be a mistake, but Alessia moved first. She rolled over and grabbed one of her fingers, opening her eyes just a bit. She couldn’t hold back her smile.

“You’re real this time,” Alessia whispered. Delphia tilted her head, but the way her little partner squeezed her finger won over her curiosity. Ash sat up right after, looking up at her with half awake eyes. They rubbed their eyes a bit before climbing to their feet and leaning against her palm. 

“I’m back,” she whispered. They nodded as they pressed against her more. It was strange to feel their small warmth after so long. The others started to stir after she spoke. Vincent’s heavy steps seemed to snap them out of sleep. He reached over her, pinching Rhys between two claws and lifting him from the pile of the others.

“You could just offer your hand like Del did,” Rhys grumbled. Vincent’s laugh felt a bit off as he took Rhys and walked off. She already made him promise to meet in her reading room. They had to do this tonight.

“Welcome back,” Dabria smiled as she sat up. Delphia couldn’t explain how much that made her feel more alive.

“Could you all come with me? There’s something I wanted to do.” 

She set her other hand down to offer help. Sola and Luna ran over and onto her hand immediately. They were so comfortable with her and it made her smile. She’d never risk letting anything hurt them. Alessia hadn’t moved, but she tilted her hand so her little partner flipped onto her palm. Ash fell down with her movement too. They just smiled up at her.

Vitus, Dabria, Ryder, and Felix all climbed onto her hands. She sometimes worried holding them all, she had to keep them close to her chest. She always worried that would be when they realized she wasn’t worth it, that she was a monster. Ash and Alessia just curled up closer to her, so did Sola and Luna. 

Delphia just took in the warm feeling as she moved. Vincent’s warmth was different, all encompassing. Holding her small family reminded her that she had people again. She wasn’t alone, a bright feeling. She was a bit thankful Vincent went ahead, the doors already open for her was a great help.

In the room Vincent had given Rhys the candy, the small man had a bright smile. She was sure he’d prefer the sweet taste of that. A strawberry flavor was better for him than a real fruit. She walked over to the two and set the others down. Alessia and Ash both seemed reluctant to leave, but Sola and Luna ran over to see the candy Rhys was given. She smiled at her family gathered together like this.

She accepted Ash and Alessia wouldn’t leave her hand yet. She walked away, grabbing the bouquet of ash blossoms she had left to the side. Bringing them over she set her hand down and tilted it to make them finally slide off. She set a flower down for each of them.

“I wanted to do something that I did when I was human,” she started. The others looked up at her, something in their faces seemed different. Even Vincent seemed different. She tried to ignore the feeling bubbling inside her. That it felt more like she was seeing the people she lost. “All hallows’ eve is special. The soul is at its strongest. We would have ash blossoms each year and gently run our hands over the petals. They lit up brightly, they were said to show the color of your soul.”

“They show your soul…,” Vitus murmured. She nodded, it hurt knowing hers wouldn’t be there, but that was the curse. Vitus stepped up to one and it started to glow a soft white mixed with green. She’d never seen one react so strongly.

“R-right.” She didn’t want to dwell on it. “When I was human, we’d have them each year. On hallows’ eve we’d hold them close until the color was strongest. Then we’d keep them until the color faded, a bouquet of our souls.”

Each member of her family approached a flower, the colors changed quickly. She’d never seen them react so quickly. Vincent carefully ran his fingers over the one she placed near him. The mixture of silver, pink, violet, and green was nearly blinding. They just had to be stronger blooms this year. She picked up her own flower, a pang in her heart. She knew it wouldn’t respond.

“Why doesn’t yours light up?” Sola asked. She reached down and rubbed a finger on the young borrower’s head.

“Vampire souls are different. They’re not… whole. I can’t make them light up anymore…,” she whispered. She set her flower down, the only one without the color of a soul. It counted for her. It was enough.

The glow of the other flowers seemed to get brighter. Bright enough she had to close her eyes. When she opened them again, her’s was a faint blue. The blue that she hadn’t seen in centuries. The other flowers were dimmer, but their colors dyed onto the petals. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she ran her fingers over the petals.

“I… don’t understand how that happened,” she whispered. The others were just looking at the flowers, seeing their colors for the first time.

“Maybe…” Vitus started, he was pacing a hand resting on his chin, “maybe it’s not that your soul isn’t complete, but it’s shared? The way it makes us all come back is there’s a part with us. So that when we come back your soul would make sure we’re the same?”

“I think I want to believe that…” She smiled as she took in each flower. Golds, reds, blues, greens, every color she could think of. She walked away to grab a vase she’d filled with water. Carefully she set each flower in the vase. The colors flashed as each met the water. “The color gets kind of locked once they’re wet. Then we’d keep them until they wilt… I brought back seeds and soil so we can raise them here. That way next year I won’t have to travel to do this.”

Her family smiled at her. For a moment, she didn’t see the borrowers and a werewolf. She saw the humans she’d known. Their smiles were kind and warm. She started shaking as she took in their forms. It had been centuries since she saw them, even Vincent who she only faintly remembered. She couldn’t believe this… She felt small hands on her own, Vitus grabbing her attention. 

She took in each member of her family their strange looks when meeting her eyes. As if they knew something she didn’t. Thoughts flashed through her mind of what could be happening. Memories she never shared, that she pushed away. The soul was strong now, it could be that her soul wants the others to remember. She closed her eyes, steadying the racing thoughts in her mind.

“Would you mind…” she started, casting a gaze at each person, “if I told you stories of my family? Of the life we had before we lost everything?”

A part of her dreaded the idea. Offering to tell them seemed cruel. Stories they didn’t know and couldn’t remember if they tried. She wondered how her heart would be beating if it could. Each of the borrowers sat down and nodded up at her. Vincent let out a huff before sitting down with his head near Rhys. She didn’t know what to tell, but she would for once. Just tonight, when souls were strongest she’d let them all know the things she kept hidden.

She started with a story begging her father for books. Next she mentioned watching her mother paint, the lessons she would teach her. She mentioned how she met Ash and Alessia, the offer they gave her immediately. Sola and Luna begging to attend parties like she did, hiding the truth of her presence at them. Felix having her model dresses for him. Ryder teaching her games that didn’t match a young woman of the time. Rhys encouraging her and helping to care for her while their parents worked. Then Vincent, how she only recently remembered the man who sometimes showed up while she and Rhys went out if she was feeling better.

As she spoke each human image faded. It almost seemed like each member of her family knew the memory she mentioned. Almost like they lived it. She had a feeling something went on while they were gone, but for once she wanted to stay ignorant. She talked until the sun started coming up, answering questions. At some point she felt the pull and knew it was too late to make it to her room. Vincent caught her as she fell, she’d be safe like this… She could even be happy for now.

#awkwardanswers #gt #giant/tiny #g/t #giant tiny #g/t writing #gt writing #gianttiny #gt community #g/t community #oc:alessia #oc:Ash #OC:seer/delphia #oc:Ryder #oc:Dabria #oc:Vitus #oc:Rhys #collaboc:vincent #oc:felix #oc:sola #oc:luna #vamp!delphia

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Ask game 8 12, 13 and 28, for Felix and Ryder. In the mafia AU

ask game

8. Do they have a favorite fabric or texture?

Ryder: He likes cotton, easy to grab and soft.

Felix: Satin, other giants think it's silk, but pockets and linings are easier for humans to grab.

12. What’s their preferred sleeping position?

Ryder: On a good day, his back a hand over his stomach and the other stretched out to the side. A bad day, curled up in a ball on his side.

Felix: Generally his back or sort of half rolled on his side. His preferred position is directly related to Ryder having started to like sleeping on chests. 13. Did they have a favorite comfort item as a child?

Ryder: Do his giant siblings count? Otherwise yes, a phone that was connected specifically to one Vitus carried in case he was ever in trouble. He still carries it around now.

Felix: A blanket Dabria made him just before Alessia was born. It also started his interests in sewing.

28. What sound do they hate the most?

Ryder: Silenced gunshots. It reminds him of bad things.

Felix: Bones breaking, more specifically human bones. It makes him sick.

#awkwardanswers #oc:felix #oc:ryder #ty for the ask

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Hands Of War

day 21 handheld. Ryder the god of war has to watch a battle take place, things go wrong.

tw: mentions of death

Hands Of War

Ryder grimaced as he called up his door. A major battle, one to turn the tides of a war, was about to take place. It was his role to oversee it, and to reward the valiant with the strength to fight. He always found it somewhat funny, a god of war who hated violence. None of the others could know this about him, he was already seen differently for his meeting with the little warrior. 

The door opened and he finally stepped through. He gripped the hilt of the sword that hung at his waist. It was something he had since he woke up, but couldn’t imagine anything to use it against. He looked over the mortal realm with concern. The battleground was going to be close to the village of elves under attack. He hoped no innocents would be caught in the crossfire.

He took a hesitant step closer, he was always nervous despite the safety he knew existed for the mortals. He wondered if the battle would be avoided somehow. The elves could find some common ground with the attackers. He didn’t even know if they were fighting humans or some other grouping. He stared down as the other army began to march on the elves.

Ryder sighed, he wanted to intervene. His intervention wouldn’t protect the mortals for long and he couldn’t watch them forever. The warning from the elven village sounded and he braced himself for the fighting. The army of elves was no match for the ones marching on them. His eyes widened when the elves just formed a shield around their village.

The other army halted across from them. He didn’t need to know the reason behind the war, it made it harder to stay neutral. His role was only to watch and give blessings to warriors. He tensed as a few archers readied their bows. The others weren’t flinching, he didn’t think the elves noticed.

“Fire!” one of what he could now see as humans shouted. 

The arrows were nocked and aimed. Ryder hadn’t expected a child to come running out. They were in the center of the field, close to him. One of the archers changed their aim to the moving target. He drew his sword, the most he could do was knock it off course. He slashed the air creating enough wind to send it away from the child. The course hadn’t been adjusted for an adult.

A familiar dark blue came from somewhere nearby. Ryder’s heart froze as the arrow connected in the shoulder of the human. A scream sounded that made his world shatter. She could have blocked it in any other way. She didn’t have to use her body. It doesn’t make sense for this to happen.

“It’s ok, you’ll be ok. Just go home now,” Delphia said. Ryder saw red as more arrows were aimed. He stepped between the armies and stomped down causing the arrows to be fired at him instead. His form was revealed as the faces of fear stared up at him. He stabbed the sword into the ground, glaring over the ones ready for battle.

“Innocents should not be a casualty of battle,” he roared. He glowered as the mortals around him winced. He didn’t care then, his interference only brought about pain. He would stop things for today. “Your battle is over for today. Leave!”

The human army seemed tempted to fight his commands. He would just make them leave if it came to that. They archers nocked arrows and aimed at him. The soldiers drew their blades. He glared down at them and shifted slightly. He knew how that would appear to humans.

“Retreat!” a human cried. 

He kept watch until he felt they were far enough away. The humans were moving slowly, he didn’t risk looking back at the elves.Once they were at least two of his steps away he took them and kneeled on the ground facing the elves. The child that had been protected was being restrained by one of their parents. Delphia was left on the ground. Her hood was on, he couldn’t see her face.

“Little warrior,” he whispered. He set his sword on the ground and brought his hands around her. He moved her into one of his hands, the arrow was too small for him to remove. He heard a shout as the child Delphia saved broke free of their parents and came running towards him. The hands smaller than any he’d ever been near landed on the tips of his fingers and tried to see her face.

“A-Are you going to take her, Warlord?” they asked. He tried to offer a reassuring smile.

“I would only take her home, little one.” The child nodded, apparently the fear that froze their parent wore off. In seconds they were pulled from his hands. Ryder wanted the arrow removed at least, he didn’t want to hurt her more by holding her.

“Could one of you remove the arrow? I don’t want to hurt the little warrior more.”

“S-she didn’t tell us she was a warrior, just an apothecary,” the parent said. He chuckled which made the elves near him flinch.

“I just call her one. You can be a warrior for surviving battles of any kind, not just the one that was going to happen today.”

The child seemed stunned by his words. The parent dragged the child away. He didn’t want to let Delphia go, but if his presence kept them from helping her it wouldn’t do any good. Another elf came running up, they looked taller than his little warrior. He almost wanted to curl his fingers around her, but the elf climbed on his hand. He didn’t know how to respond to another mortal in his grip.

“The arrow didn’t hit anything serious, I should be able to remove it, Warlord,” they said. He nodded and watched as the healer slid the cloak off her. The scars he thought showed her strength were visible. He didn’t feel right having someone remove it in his grip.

“Does the cloak need to be removed?” he asked. The healer tensed, but didn’t stop working.

“Yes, I need to make sure the area is clear.” He nodded and stayed silent as he watched helplessly.

Ryder had to focus to keep his hands still as the healer gripped the arrow. It was hard to hear Delphia groan like that. The healer ripped the arrow from her chest and he flinched. The healer fell forward. He hadn’t meant to do that, but seeing the things he couldn’t do to help her made him feel worse. He knew how much her leaving was his own fault.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do that,” he murmured. The healer stared up with shock on their face.

“I-it is fine, Warlord. Y-your mercy is more than enough,” they said. They started to inspect the arrow. Ryder sighed, he wasn’t the Warlord. That was the one before him.

“You don’t have to call me Warlord. I don’t need a title, I’m just Ryder.”

“Ryder, why did you stop the war?” the child from earlier asked. He looked around and found them hiding nearby. He smiled at them and they came out running up to him.

“I said why, innocents should not be casualties of war.” He used his free hand to ruffle the child’s hair. The healer made a terrified noise that had him pull back quickly and focus on them. “Is something wrong?”

“I-I… There was poison in the arrow. W-we don’t have any kind of antidote that would save her.” The healer scrambled off his hand. They even left behind the arrow and their tools. Ryder stared at the body that would fade from his grip soon enough. He pinched the tools and placed them near the healer.  They were shaking.

“I will be leaving with her then. I may have a solution. Stay safe little ones.”

Ryder wasn’t going to risk their nerves getting worse. At least the arrow was removed. He reached for the weapon he discarded and left the area. He knew the clash of swords that followed his disappearance would be a relief. He didn’t know many places mortals would be safe, but taking her to the realm of the gods seemed wrong. He wound up in an open field, one of the few that hadn’t had a history of war.

He sat down laying his sword on the ground again. He cupped his hands together and just watched Delphia breathing. She knew there would be nothing he or the others could do. All of them had seen her die at some point by now, except him. When she came back he admittedly avoided her. He had never considered grabbing her to be bad, but she did. He wouldn’t hurt her with ignorance again.

“I hope I haven’t gone too far, little warrior,” he whispered. He used a finger to brush her hood from her head. She looked in pain, he shouldn’t be surprised. He wondered what the pain of war would feel like to him. He should know, it was his domain. He realized her breathing had stopped. “I hadn’t followed you. A battle was supposed to take place, I was supposed to witness it.”

He curled his fingers, rolling her further into his palm. The arrow was still there. He used a finger to slide it off and hold it up to study. She’d disappear from his hold soon, she always had to be safe when she woke up. He knew he wasn’t safe. He pulled the hand holding her body closer. She shouldn’t have died, maybe she wouldn’t have if he hadn’t intervened in the first place.

He destroyed the arrow. One of his perks, destroying weapons or making them as he pleased. He didn’t think destroying it while in her would be smart. He went back to focusing on the small weight in his hands. He braced the one holding her on his empty hand and slowly revealed her again. He couldn’t believe he’d let her be hurt. He hated war, hated violence and what he stood for. He didn’t even know how to tell anyone that he was like this.

“I must be the worst god of war to exist, perhaps I should find a way to be replaced,” he murmured.

“I think that would be awful,” the voice he hadn’t heard in a long time spoke. Delphia was breathing again, her eyes open. Green was staring up at him and it felt like a sick joke. He didn’t go after her, she shouldn’t still be in his hand. “I didn’t even know I was walking into a war today. I just saw a child with an arrow coming towards them.”

“Little warrior… I apologize, I'll set you down.” He started to move forward, he didn’t even realize he was following his hands.

“It’s fine Ryder, you don’t have to if you’re alright holding me.”

He stayed hunched over just staring at the small woman in his hand. He couldn’t ever understand where her capacity for kindness came from. He wouldn’t risk driving her away again, he was the one who had intruded in their lives. He may be a god, but he didn’t have to be a part of the lives of the others.

“I was wondering where you were, I was looking for you the other day. Everyone said they’d barely seen you,” she sighed. He curled his fingers, she shouldn’t search for him. “Rhys said every time he found you that you disappeared again. It’s like you’re avoiding everyone.”

Ryder looked away. She knew he'd seen enough before she left to know her tone of voice. He sighed, but didn’t have anything to say. She already heard him say he didn’t think he should be the god of war. He jumped as her hands touched his fingers, he’d almost completely hidden her from sight.

“Ryder, you’ve been avoiding everyone since I left haven’t you?” Her voice was quiet. He just nodded, he couldn’t speak. “...I didn’t leave because of you.”

“You don’t have to lie, little warrior. I realize my presence wasn’t easy to adjust to in the realm. I had made it hard from the moment we met,” he said. He looked away, the anxiety of the words he kept hidden wasn’t fading. He existed and therefore war existed. War was what made her leave, even if it wasn’t how he treated her.

“Every single god made it hard from when I met them. You had no idea what I was or how it might feel. You were trying to help even if it was a terrible way.” He watched as she climbed to her feet. She pulled on a finger and he complied where she had it resting in front of her. She set her hands down and glared up at him. “Felix grabbed me all the time, so did Sola and Luna. I’m not… I knew it wasn’t because you were playing with me.”

“I should have been better, little warrior. I am unfit to be one of the gods regardless. I shall just care for my domain and avoid interfering with any of you.” She slammed her hands down on his finger. He flinched, her anger was far from what he expected.

“No you aren’t! If you weren’t fit to be the god of war you wouldn’t be. I asked the others, they all said you seem to avoid getting closer to them. Sola and Luna have even dragged Vitus and Dabria to watch the clouds or go stargazing. Fate is even around more. You’re the one who refuses to let us get close to you.”

“I… little warrior, can I tell you why I know I am unfit? While the guilt of making you leave has been a part of it, that’s not all it is.”

“Of course you can tell me.” Her eyes were wide and seemed to shine at the idea. He hadn’t mentioned it to any of them. He’d overheard Rhys and Felix discuss that time he met Delphia, that Rhys was lucky he didn’t get hurt. He wouldn’t have thought to do anything to hurt him. He brought his head closer, feeling better when he couldn’t actually see her. He pressed his own forehead against her.

“I don’t like violence or war. From what I’ve learned I believe I’d be called a pacifist. I… I know how to wield any weapon, but I detest using them.”

The silence felt deafening. It was like the day she left. The way his own heart constricted at the way Lady Death wailed. Lord Life had seemed like someone else entirely. He’d waited for their anger to direct at him, he’d been the problem. He had intruded, but it never did. They tried to reassure him, but it didn't add up in his mind. The logical process was that he’d been the thing that sent her away.

Soon a bit of laughter filled the air. He squeezed his eyes shut, refusing to face her. She’d see that he didn’t belong, she could even help him be removed. Small hands touched his skin and he pulled back quickly. She fell forward onto the finger he still held where she’d directed it.

“I think being a pacifist and the god of war makes more sense than you think,” she finally said. He gave her a look of disbelief. “If you loved war then you’d want it to happen. You might even cause it, like this you’ll look for ways for it to end right?”

“I guess that’s true, but I don’t interfere. I shouldn’t have stepped in today, but with you and the child I couldn’t…” he sighed. She sat and rested against his finger. She rested her head on her arms on top of the finger. She just looked up at him as if expecting more. He didn’t have anything else to say about it though.

“I mean, helping us doesn’t seem bad. If it had continued what would you have done? I noticed the gust of wind that came from nowhere. That was you right?”

“I didn’t want to let the child be injured… I likely would have continued to intervene where I shouldn’t. That should prove I’m unfit.”

“It proves you have a heart Ryder. Why don’t you ask anyone else? You aren’t the only one who feels like they don’t match their domain.”

His eyes went wide and he brought her close. He had never considered anyone else doubting their position. The idea that they were unfit seemed impossible. He couldn’t begin to guess who could possibly consider themselves like that, concern replacing his shock.

“How could they think that?” he whispered. They all seemed to fit their domains perfectly.

“Because you aren’t just your domains embodied Ryder, you actually feel things and think things. If all you cared about was war then you’d be just like the old gods wouldn’t you?”

“I…”

“Besides, it can’t hurt to have a bad god of war. Pacifism might lead to fewer wars eventually.” She pushed herself off his finger and laid against his palm.

“Little warrior… I would like to start playing chess again.” She laughed and it made it easy to forget his concerns. He smiled at her.

“That’s why I was looking for you. I need to see if I can still beat the god of war with my strategies.”

“Maybe we should have one of the others there to see where I’m failing.”

She sat up with a wide smile. He slowly rose to his feet and reached for the sword he’d left behind. He never considered it before, but this time he forced it away. The blade shattered differently than any other weapon, leaving him feeling lighter. He heard a gasp and looked down at Delphia with a calm smile. She looked up with a matching one.

“That feels better doesn’t it?” she asked. He nodded and laughed as she did before. “No wonder I feel safe in your hands.”

 Ryder had almost forgotten she had revived in his hands, she did feel safe with him. Holding the little warrior in his palm felt somehow relieving. It was like she was a missing piece of their lives. He would try to run less and find out just how alike they all were. When they learned what she had thought she still considered them family, that could be what they were.

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🎨 and 🌌 for Delphia and the gods?

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🎨 Does your OC have any craft skill, as a hobby or profession? If so which?

Delphia: Scrapbooking and/or bookbinding. She likes to record things that have happened. It's all a hobby for her, but she treats it as part of her job.

Vitus: Woodworking and 100% a hobby. If we count writing as a craft skill then that's a profession!

Felix: Sewing. In AUs where he can he's a professional otherwise it's just a hobby and one he greatly enjoys

Dabria: Painting! In general she keeps it as a hobby but will sell paintings she makes when she likes the offer or her family needs the money.

Rhys: He likes tinkering with electronics so I'd say that's his craft skill. Robotics, electrical wiring? Idk something like that! He prefers it as a hobby.

Sola: She likes drawing and it's 100% a hobby.

Luna: He's a bit similar to Alessia and tries a lot of things, but he doesn't really have any he'd claim.

Ryder: Metal working! Because he naturally can make any weapons he eventually learns he can shape the metal itself He also paints minis when human. Both are things he'll do for a profession because he enjoys it, but not always

Ash: Floral design! They enjoy making beautiful scenery. It's pretty much their profession

Alessia: Not really, but mostly because she likes to try a bit of everything. They're pretty much all hobbies

🌌 If your OC has a nightmare, what’s it most likely about?

Delphia: She is back with the king, she'd never escaped. The gods were a dream so were her relationships.

Vitus: Fate determines the gods are a risk again, including Dabria.

Felix: The others see him as the former god of prosperity. Just as often he dreams he's caused those he cares about to be hurt or killed

Dabria: They failed to stop the old gods, this happier family has been fake. There's nothing she can do to fix it.

Rhys: Vincent and Delphia are sacrificed specifically to him. They don't come back.

Sola: Mortals attack her and Delphia doesn't defend her

Luna: He fails to keep monsters out of the dark and mortals get hurt

Ryder: He's forced to fight. The other gods and Delphia stare at him in fear because of the war he waged

Ash: Delphia is finally scared of them. The nightmare they'd had where they saw how they appear becomes real.

Alessia: She wakes up in her village as Ophelia again. The day she met Delphia. She tries to meet her and instead of the kindness she's met with anger and hatred. Utterly rejected.

#awkwardanswers #oc:seer/delphia #oc:alessia #oc:ash #oc:rhys #oc:ryder #oc:dabria #oc:vitus #oc:sola #oc:luna #oc:felix

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GT July 2022 All Story Links

Hey, decided to follow up on that post where I asked about it. Here's a list and a little description for each story I posted this month! I included the characters and if they were considered the giant or tiny in the story along with the prompt. Putting it all under a read more since it's going to be long :D

Showing Feelings: More from the kaiju Ash story. They want to show how they feel to their human partners.  Characters: Ash (giant), Alessia(tiny), Delphia(tiny)  Prompt: Fluff

Meeting In A Different Time: Melody meets Kyrie, but set in the past where witch craft could be persecuted with death. Characters: Kyrie(giant), Byssal(giant), Caprice(tiny), Melody(tiny), Pelago(tiny) Prompt: Different Era

Nightmares: Streamer AU Mira has a nightmare and wakes up panicking. Characters: Corus(giant), Mira(tiny) Prompt: Panic

Mutual Fears: Ian's been having nightmares and he's nervous letting Mikhail know what they are. Characters: Mikhail(giant), Ian(tiny) Prompt: Sizeshifting

Language of Flowers: Delphia and Ash share a moment discussing the recently started flower language. Characters: Ash(giant), Delphia(tiny) Prompt: Flowers

A Visit From The Queen: Demons Mira and Kaya are visited by the current queen of hell who's curious about the borrowers the two kept around. Characters: Mira(giant), Dabria(giant), Kaya(giant), Corus(tiny), Zeke(tiny), Vitus(tiny) Prompt: Royalty

Night Of The Hunt: Humans Corus, Kaya, and Zeke get caught up in a night of danger from a bunch of creatures. Characters: Mira(giant), Coru(tiny), Kaya(tiny), Zeke(tiny) Prompt: Creature

Stolen Snacks: Young human kids Rhys and Ash are stealing snacks from their new giant foster parents when the only one home with them is their foster dad Vitus. (Pre trauma streamer AU) Characters: Vitus(giant), Rhys(tiny), Ash(tiny) Prompt: Snacks

Hide and Seek: Human kids Rhys and Ash play a game with their giant foster parents and human friend Mira. (Pre trauma streamer AU) Characters: Vitus(giant), Dabria(giant), Mira(tiny), Ash(tiny), Rhys(tiny) Prompt: Hide

Building Friendship: Creature AU Mira is alone with Kaya, they talk for the first real time and start to understand each other. Characters: Mira(giant), Kaya(tiny) Prompt: Friendship

Minding Mortality: Werewolf Vincent and Vampire Delphia have a discussion about the mortality of themselves and the borrowers they care about. Characters: Vincent (giant), Delphia (tiny) Prompt: Minigiant

Gambling Antics: Assassin Mira takes on a job she thinks is easy. Corus changes that. Characters: Mira(giant), Corus(tiny) Prompt: Borrower

Radiant Stars: Streya is a cosmic being who travels around curious of the small things on all the planets. She found humans and gets to talk to one. Characters: Streya(giant), Meg(tiny) Prompt: Cosmic

The World's Weirdest Sleepover: You're freezing and go to find the only warm place in the house. Characters: Unnamed giant and self insert tiny Prompt: Sleepover

Mira and Corus Meet Rewrite: Mira's been living mostly undiscovered for a long time, but her luck runs out. (Rewrite of their first meeting) Characters: Mira(tiny), Corus(giant) Prompt: Redraw

Adventures Away From The Beach: Kyrie wants to show Melody something he thinks she'd like. Some other merfolk show up to cause trouble. Characters: Kyrie(giant), Melody (tiny) Prompt: Beach

First Day In A New Home: Ian's moving in with giant foster parents after his (human) step dad's actions came to light. He's a bit nervous how life with giants will compare (Post traumatic events, pre meet and greet streamer AU) Characters: Vitus(giant), Dabria(giant), Mira(tiny), Ian(tiny), Rhys(tiny), Ash(tiny), Alessia(tiny) Prompt: First Meet

Dangerous Storms: Creature AU Mira used to enjoy storms, but needs to keep the humans safe. Corus wants to see the storms she loves. Characters: Mira(giant), Corus(tiny) Prompt: Thunderstorm

Morning Surprises: Assassin Mira wakes up to the weight of a human on top of her. She gets ready to fight while worrying about the missing Corus. Characters: Mira(giant/same size), Corus (tiny/same size) Prompt: Same Size

A Few Weeks Later: Assassin Mira's recovered mostly from the mission she took on that caused her to officially meet Zeke and Corus. She's nervous about being with them now and Corus makes it worse climbing on her every night. Characters: Mira(giant), Corus(tiny), Zeke(tiny) Prompt: Exhausted

Hands Of War: Ryder, the god of war, prepares to witness a battle between two armies. Someone he didn't expect shows up as things go horribly awry. Characters: Ryder(giant), Delphia(tiny) Prompt: Handheld

Prom Night: Cult AU Everyone is off to prom, Delphia's mostly excited, but Vincent's nervous. Characters: Vitus(giant), Dabria(giant), Rhys(giant), Alessia(giant), Ash(giant), Delphia(tiny), Vincent(tiny) Prompt: G/T Prom

Celebration With Candy: Mira launches her streaming career so the humans celebrate, out in the open. (Post traumatic events, pre meet and greet streamer AU) Characters: Dabria(giant), Vitus(giant), Mira(tiny), Rhys(tiny), Ash(tiny), Alessia(tiny), Ian(tiny) Prompt: Candy

Thoughts And Worries Side Giant and Side Tiny: Thoughts and concerns two share when considering each other with their sizes and lives. Characters: Self insert giant/tiny, Unnamed giant/tiny Prompt: Comfort

Peaceful Rest: Ian's still having nightmares, but they changed. Mikhail notices, but isn't sure what to do. Characters: Mikhail(giant), Ian(tiny) Prompt: Pocket

Kyrie's Changes: Kyrie finally starts his growth spurt. Melody gets caught up in his instinct driven actions. Continues In Day 31 Free Space: Finding The Old Songs Characters: Kyrie(giant), Melody(tiny), Byssal(giant), Pelago(tiny) Prompt: Merpeople

First Contact: Ian has some issues with crowds and chooses to camp in the woods while working towards a better future, he’s found by a strange person. Characters: Mikhail(giant), Ian(tiny) Prompt:Communication

Birthday Scavenger Hunt: Mafia AU Sola and Luna are celebrating their birthday with their new giant family. Luna’s a bit nervous about the idea. Characters: Sola(tiny), Luna(tiny), Vitus(giant), Felix(giant), Alessia(giant), Ash(tiny), Delphia(tiny), Dabria(tiny), Rhys(giant), Ryder(tiny) Prompt: Scavenger Hunt

Special Memories: Mira shares something precious to her with Corus. Characters: Mira(tiny), Corus(giant) Prompt:Trinkets

A Knight’s Duty: Melody is a knight tasked with killing a creature threatening the village, but is it really a threat? Characters: Melody(tiny/giant), Nutmeg(giant/tiny), Caprice(tiny/giant), Aisling(tiny) Prompt: Fanart @alarcomet ocs love them and her <3

Finding The Old Songs: Byssal goes to find the old songs for Melody, learning them isn’t as simple as reading music. Continuing day 26 Merpeople: Kyrie’s Changes Characters: Unnamed Mermaid(giant), Kyrie(giant), Melody(tiny), Byssal(giant), Pelago(tiny), Caprice(tiny) Prompt: FreeSpace

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