#wildlegacy

“Are those military planes? They look like flies compared to her…”

“Why doesn’t she just swat them?”

“Didn’t you hear…? She’s on their side now.”

Good morning, g/t community :3

(Initially drew the sun rising in the west, but I flipped the image, all good now 👍)

We have nose nuzzles, now say hello to nose boops

“Goodnight, baby.”

Have some parental g/t fluff before you go to sleep >:3

(Lemme crash this beautiful day with some scrumptious PARENTAL G/T ANGST! I've been meaning to write this so here we are. Writing Wednesday waits for no one? Nuh uh... I don't wait for Writing Wednesday.)

Welp… none of us were anticipating Jackson’s first growth spurt- except for Lorelai, of course. But that didn’t make it less terrifying.

Lorelai was rocking the child in the palm of her hand, gently whispering to him. “It’s okay, baby…” She said breathlessly. “You- you’re gonna be okay…”

She was mostly talking to herself.

MY BABY…  Lorelai thought, her mind racing, MY BABY’S GONNA DIEEE… 

Jackson trembled, fragile whimpers slipping from his lips. His arm was longer and wider than the other, completely out of proportion. It stung like an angry blaze underneath his skin, and worse… the arm was still growing.

He was just playing with rocks. Banging and clashing tiny pebbles like it was a wrestling match. Lorelai had been hovering overhead, guessing which one would win. But the moment that he got too excited, his body began to change.

The game ended before either rock could claim victory.

This never happened before… Lorelai thought to herself, trying to take deep breaths. I- I didn’t want this to happen.

She wiped a tiny tear off his cheek.

I don’t want him to be like me.

Lorelai stood 100ft tall, yet this small, human-sized boy brought her to her knees. She lowered herself to the grass, swaying his body with the flow of the wind. Lorelai’s mind spiraled back to the time she spent trapped inside the Goliath Program facility. The exact same man who made her a giant called her a monster, and the nation echoed his words.

That name- monster- had been ingrained in her head.

And Jackson’s small growth spurt seemed like a sign he was following in her massive footsteps. That he would become just like Lorelai.

“Calm down, baby…” Lorelai said softly, hoping he’d listen. Jackson glanced at her massive face, but his eyes drifted back to his arm. “AHHH!!!” He let out another yelp, bursting into tears. “Mama goes through this too, okay?” She blurted out.

Jackson screamed through the pain, yet his eyes found her again.

“When Mama’s emotions get out of control, she grows. But if she calms down, the growing stops.” Lorelai hesitated before saying another word. I- I can’t even shrink back down… but what about him?

“Can you breathe in deeply… for Mama?”

Jackson croaked, his throat aching from shouts.

He wanted to make his mother proud, but she seemed worried. So he took a big, deep breath- which made him look like a pufferfish. “There ya go.” Lorelai nodded, showing her approval.

The longer Jackson held his breath, the slower his arm seemed to grow. Lorelai noticed this, and a wave of relief washed over her. “Okay, let it all out.” She told him, and Jackson blew out the air dramatically. A tired expression drooped over his face as his arm retracted.

The air drifted from Lorelai’s lungs.

It's working…

“Alright, let’s do another deep breath.” 

A few breaths later, Jackson’s arm had shrunken back to normal. He didn’t even notice until she told him. “Well, would you look at that?” She pointed to his arm. Jackson followed her finger, and his eyes grew wide. “It’s small again!” He gasped, holding it with his hand.

“Are you alright?” Lorelai asked, regardless of his arm’s current size. “Does it hurt?”

Jackson thought to himself for a moment. “A bit…” He muttered before saying something else. “Does this mean I can get big like you now?” His eyes glittered.

Now it was Lorelai’s turn to go silent.

“M-Mama?”

She quietly raised Jackson up to her face, planting a gentle kiss on his head. She held him to her lips a little longer than usual.

“You grow up too fast, Jackson.” She shuddered. “Just stay my little boy forever, would you?”

(Dollops of parental g/t FLUFF and ANGST! Dedicated to @chaosofoximodius, hopefully this cheers you up, dude. Good luck with Noi's Beanstalk)

She gently lowered him into the nest. It was filled with fluffy, deep layers of dried grass and soft pine needles. When Jackson slipped inside, his body submerged into the comfy bedding. When his head popped up, Lorelai noticed a few grass blades were caught in his hair. Jackson quickly scampered along the bedding, heading over to one of the corners. 

It was there that a fuzzy animal hide had been placed, alongside many others, in the nest. Jackson grabbed the hide and wrapped it around his body, a big smile on his face.

Alright… he’s safe. Lorelai chuckled, gently nudging grass out of his hair with a precise fingertip.

The sun hung over their massive haven. The nest was on a huge cliff, towering high above the forest floor. The only way up or down this steep mountain was its sloped backside, which was covered with trees and brush.

The nest’s unbelievably high walls were woven out of full-length trees and secured with scavenged moss. 80ft of tree bark stood between the cold Montana winds and Lorelai’s baby boy. Only the birds had any real chance of invading their giant fortress.

If only Jackson could stop climbing out of the nest.

I don’t get it… even humans wouldn’t try to climb this thing. Lorelai thought over all the times Jackson managed to reach the top. Could it be his strength, supporting his arms long enough for him to hang on? Or maybe his stamina, not letting him get tired?

Lorelai lifted her finger and raised it to her chin. Maybe I should make the walls higher-

“Weh!” Jackson whimpered, a grappy hand reaching for his mother’s finger. He didn’t like her gentle strokes being abruptly taken away. “Oh, erm…” Lorelai mumbled. “Jackson, you gotta stay here. I have to go do Border Patrol.” Jackson’s eyes widened. “Can I go with you?”

Lorelai went quiet for a moment.

“Trust me, baby… You don’t wanna go on Border Patrol,” she whispered. “But I wanna protect us from trespassers!” Jackson said. “I wanna be big and strong, like you!” A frown curled on Lorelai’s face.

Border Patrol was nothing to be proud of.

His clothes came from the dump or donation bin raids. A fresh elk was brought back when Lorelai had a successful hunt. But Jackson hadn’t asked where the tools and meatsticks came from. He was too young to understand that unfortunate encounters sometimes became supplies. 

Lorelai longed to protect that innocence for as long as she could. However, Jackson wouldn’t take no for an answer. 

Wiggling out of the hide and gripping onto the sturdy bark, Jackson began to climb out of the nest- again. A slight chuckle left Lorelai. “Where do you think you’re going?” She gently used two fingers to lift him back into the nest.

“Please?” Jackson begged as she set him down. Lorelai shook her head. “I’ll be back before you know it.” She gave Jackson a brief smile, then began to walk down the cliff.

“CAN YOU AT LEAST BRING A MEATSTICK BACK?” Jackson shouted from the nest’s huge walls. Lorelai froze, her gaze drifting off into the distance.

“Maybe…” Her gigantic voice sounded like rolling thunder.

But hopefully not.

“NO- NO NO NO, ANYTHING BUT HIM”- Lorelai, probably

All of y’all who wanted scary Lorelai, THIS IS WHAT YOU GET >:< Face off between Giant Mom and her Tiny Child WILL HAPPEN

Hmpf!!! … goes to cry in a corner

ROAR

(They just vibin)