Once again reminding myself not to compare myself to other people

I know it's like, part of the deal, but it would be pretty cool if me talking got more than a twentieth of the attention of me taking my tits out, you know?

Okay okay okay, *I* know where I fall, but what do I project? Am I known for anything??? (Still mad that Lace got vore)

I've tf'd you into a mii on my 3DS. You're living in my tomadachi life cartridge. I'm making the rest of the community do musical theatre about how much you suck

So there's an alt girl at my work named Teddy And I don't know why it took til now, but the idea of certain tf and a *very* fatefully named girl just hit me so hard

Not me editing size stories in class instead of paying attention

Gina, Bones, and Edie (Before Gina chilled out)

I actually got some editing done tonight and I'm very happy! Probably not going to be ready before my next game on Sunday and I'm definitely going to regret losing a night of schoolwork later, but hey

I'm trying so hard to actually sit down and write, but every night by the time I've finished my assignments it's already time for bed, raaaa

Go wish my favourite faerie a happy birthday~

A shy faerie who isn't actually getting in on the mischief of her friends, but who will be easily caught when the time comes for their target to take out a little frustration. Her lack of participation neither noticed nor stated by a flustered thing scared too stiff to say anything in her defense.

I should have pointy ears, it's not fair 😔

Hey hold on which four of you saved this

While the writer thinks about future projects and receives excited rumblings at the prospect of darker stories, it requested this one relay its thoughts... It writes a lot about dolls who've already sunk into their new existence, found a quiet sort of bliss... (1/7)

this also applies to my selective mutism. you have my permission to be horny about it

Also, to be clear on that first part, I'm absolutely not finished with size or anything. I just have a growing number of projects outside that umbrella that I'm excited to work on. Dolls and maids and horrible rich women and even some toxicity that doesn't tend to make its way into my size stuff.

I guess I should probably try to get a first chapter out before Izzy fuckin dies or something next week, good gods I'm so stressssssed

D&D update: THE DM IS TRYING TO KILL MY WIVES

Maybe this time when she wakes, it will be with ball joints, porcelain skin. A fragile thing (though that's not new). A toy, a trifle, an afterthought Left laying in the bed of a person One who won't cry when she exits the day, sinks into bed with a "Good doll" and little else. She shuts her eyes.

Caught between thoughts of being a tiny toy tucked snugly somewhere on ᵒʳ ⁱⁿ an older woman's person much to her amusement while she goes about her day, and of someone having fae-level utter control of me and my being with simple words. W-which...I suppose don't have to be separate thoughts. But...

being found by the peasant girl from the village wasn't the *worst* thing that could happen to you while being shrunk, right? #sizesky

yes, you've shrunk out of your clothes, but you've shrunk into just the right size for the cheap plasticky vinyl maid dress for dolls

Maaaan, I really was going to finally get a story out before my break was over. Just...everything still getting in the way, huh

total stranger: *calls me sweetheart, honey or darling* me, knees buckling: can yuo shrink me

"where do you think you're going?" sends a shiver down my spine whenever i hear it. great question. i have no idea. away i suppose

"she loves it" (visibly distressed)

I do think a machine lacks the intimacy of a witch crafting and imprinting a doll's new existence by hand, but I'm not *not* going to find out what doll.exe does.

Several of us, including myself, need to remember not to listen to our brain's opinions after the sun goes down. Something about it makes us suddenly very dumb

Look, it's nice being medicated for my ADHD now It is not nice that I have to choose each day between being functional and getting things done, and being able to sleep that night

My D&D party collectively floated the suggestion that we do a one-shot where they each play an NPC that Vetteia's had a crush on I'm in danger

Oh to be bridal carried by a woman with long hair and armor

Some girls you can just tell by looking at them... they're meant to be less then an inch tall, and in peril.

...elf milves with actual mom bods... ...good...

My New Year's resolution is to get gayer and write a little

extra shy mode today. hiding behind a trusted giant to let them speak for me.

I think I'm far too jaded. I mean, yeah, kidnapping the leader of a sovereign nation is _really_ bad, but I felt genuine relief when I saw that "that's all" Anyways. I hope by some faint glimmer of luck the Venezuelan people get through this alright

"Boy, it's a good thing no one can tell I'm flustered on sight," says the woman who blushes if you look at her.

When most people regard you as a precious little thing that they would never harm or torment, it's important to know a few who have exactly zero qualms about it, or who are even emboldened by that distinction.

If you're ever feeling bad about fawning, at least you can tell yourself you're not a girl who freezes 😔

girl who uses a spell she's worked on for years that makes one's form reflect their soul- she thinks it's gonna transform her into a giant monster for her third boss phase, but she becomes a pitiful little thing scarcely bigger than my thumb (she does get little devil wings though! Good for her!)

it's not technically cannibalism when elves eat us humans, since we're different species, therefore it's not problematic, just the food chain! sparkling vore if you will.

A faerie needs to remember not to fly around so much during the holidays. Gods she's tired

What if Roko's basalisk was actually just a nerdy robot tgirl. She'll still do that stuff in the original thought experiment, but she's shy and silly about it

i've reached the point of anxiety where you can swallow me if you want. as long as i don't have to be social anymore. i'll get in there myself

it's normal and healthy that i can only unclench my back muscles if a domme is calling me stuff like 'peasant' and 'wretched mortal' right?

D&D update: We finally got to the heist we've been building up to for the last couple months' worth of sessions. And I'd describe it, if I could parse that absolute disaster into something coherent Oh and we also met the Devil. Capital D. Pretty chill guy, as it turns out

Bones isn't quite finished stumbling across worlds for the year. Although this trip may just be a Dream... ᵃ ʰᵘⁿᵗᵉʳˢ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐ ᵍ⁻ᵍᵉᵗ ⁱᵗ This little doll may be spending an extended holiday entertaining everyone's favorite very tall Doll... (Patreon YCH by @pocketsecret.bsky.social. Thank you!) #SizeSky

two ✌️ tinies for the price of one ☝️ because a certain faerie is deliberately sabotaging me

A doll sits alone, certain that it missed something very important. Certain there was a better time to be this, here. Not so long ago at all. It doesn't know what to do with this feeling. It can't be anything else. It only has now. So it sits and it waits, and imagines what knowing might be like.

knowing some people think of me. in Situations. that's hard to wrap my head around (๑///๑) you wouldn't put a tiny girl in a situation