#size differnce

Promptober 2021 🍂

Print/trinket universe. In which Will does some harvesting.

Warning: Blood, graphic imagery

The cutting board was covered in chopped vegetables, the pile growing larger every second. Will pulled a carrot from the counter, freshly harvested.

Ramona sat nearby, legs swinging over the side of the counter. She twisted around to see his handiwork. "Hey! You're making the pieces too big," she griped. "I planted those carrots myself—I should be able to enjoy them!"

"Well, I need to eat too," he teased back.

Sighing contently, he stared out the kitchen window. The sun was just setting, casting the sky in an array of warm colors.

"We should go on a walk before dinner," he said.

She didn't answer.

She wasn't sitting where she had been.

Will look down and found her pinned under his hand on the cutting board. Blood flowed from where he had dismembered her. She stared up at him, red bubbling past her lips as she choked out a single word.

"Why?"

Will gave a shout, awaking violently. He clutched his chest, shoulders heaving with heavy breaths that ravaged his throat.

"Will!"

Ramona was at the edge of the nightstand, waving her arms to get his attention. There were tear tracks on her face as though she was upset from trying to wake him up for some time.

Hand shaking, he reached for her. He stopped himself from touching her, gripping the edge of the nightstand and covering his eyes with his other hand.

"Will," she said, her voice steadying. "Will, look at me."

He shook his head. "I can't."

She closed the distance, gently touching the back of his hand. His instinct was to pull away, but he didn't. She rubbed his knuckles soothingly until his hand relaxed.

Moving with reverence, he scooped her up and brought her to his chest. She leaned into his embrace readily. With each murmured assurance that came from her tiny voice, his breathing slowed.

Giant Finn The Human art by Iceblu of Deviant

https://www.deviantart.com/lceblu/art/Giant-Finn-805075045

My Idea for him is a gentle giant human boy who's always a peace keeper of Ooo and is a big kid / teenager who's alway loves adventure and is the perfect giant-sized boy of Ooo at 50ft or 60ft tall. He's got Jake The Dog's shapeshifting abilities (Mostly Size-Shifting) and is also able to expand his clothes and other stuff when growing.

Finn's always have Jake and BMO by his side and are his family as well. They lived in a Treehouse and have fun things to do. He sleeps outside when he's giant as well as hugging them like cute tiny dolls. He's also very gentle and kind despite being righteous and heroic, he can get into trouble especially being clumsy while stepping on buildings and knocking on city streets and other places in Ooo.

Including The Candy Kingdom witch he tries not to wreck it all the time due to his loyalty to Princess Bubblegum and his friends like Marceline, Lemongrab, and Simon. (Ice King Formerly) He's got his real arms as well as his normal outfits.

He's also very shy and naive due to him being a big giant human as well as being mocked at by some as a freak but He does his best to ignore those nay sayers and does what he can to be a hero.

Finn's also very playful and is very cute childlike person with a Big heart of pure kindness and is very ticklish as a giant in Ooo. He's also able to Grow and Shrink his height and can shapeshift into anything Including his Body Parts.

In which Jesse learns Kitten's favorite snack.

Characters and trinket universe belong to me and the lovely @marydublin5​ / @little-miss-maggie​ <3

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Afternoon sunlight pierced through the blinds. Jesse regretted not shutting them when he and Kitten had gone to bed just before dawn. He might have gone to close them now, but he was too comfortable. Besides, he wouldn’t dare distract Kitten from being adorable.

“You know, I’ve never seen anyone look so excited about all this boring shit,” Jesse said.

Kitten flipped him off without turning to face him, but he could see the way her shoulders hunched with stifled giggles after. Like she was too pure to seriously flip him off.

He was sprawled out on the bed, while she sat cross-legged on his stomach. He held his phone where she could see it, scrolling through different social media sites. She perked up with interest at every other post and article—whether it was the weird crap his friends were getting up to, or new about politics and celebrities.

He scrolled past an ad without really looking at it, but she jolted onto her hands and knees, tapping him frantically. He paused, squinting at his phone.

“Moon Pies? Seriously?” His chuckle made her fight for balance, and she shot him an unappreciative look. “What? C’mon, you’re just proving my point that you get excited about the weirdest shit.”

He set his phone aside and ruffled her hair. She batted at his finger, but she was all smiles despite her attempt to look grumpy. Despite her supposed annoyance, she clung awfully hard to his shirt when he started to get up for the day.

As much as he hated leaving her with only the TV for company, there was no way around it. The thought of having her in his pocket while he was doing business out on the streets was out of the question.

It was close to midnight when he returned with grocery bags in hand. He hung everything off one arm so he could whisk Kitten from the coffee table and take her to the kitchen. Even though she never spoke a word, she was pretty good at directing him on how to organize the pantry.

“Dumbasses out there today,” he huffed as he emptied the bags onto the counter. “Switch almost got fucking busted—”

Kitten gave a cry.

“Don’t worry, I saved his ass. Not that he deserved it, but…” When he turned to Kitten, he realized she wasn’t even looking at him.

Even across the kitchen, he could see her tiny eyes were wide, pointed at the box of Moon Pies that had spilled from one of the bags.

“Oh. Yeah.” Jesse rubbed the back of his neck. “I figured you’d like those. Not sure I can handle you on a sugar rush, though, so maybe don’t get used to it.” While he grabbed the box and tore open a package for her, she stood at the edge of her counter and waved her hands frantically to beckon him. “Alright, alright, don’t have a heart attack. Here you go.”

But when he set down a Moon Pie for her on a napkin, she lunged for his hand instead. She threw her arms around two of his fingers and hugged tightly. He went perfectly still, letting her hold on as long as she wanted. She turned her chin up and mouthed, “Thank you.”