why must i only find the urge to write after midnight

You ever, like, know you're pretty alright at the things you do, but never the best? And people reassure you that you *are* good, but just once you'd like to stand out. Fifth place at the Olympics kind of thing, runner up to the runner up, not even worth noting how you juuust missed it

Sometimes the silly, embarrassing thing just makes you happy.

'lesbian bodyguard x equally lesbian charge' is a peak setup no matter how many times it's done

thinking about standing in Her palm

Depression? How about some doll-pressin' instead? ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ

It's so, so, so important to make the doll say gosh

How I want elves to look at me

shrinking in a store changing room, then stuffed into the purse of the next woman to come in.

Please.

Good day to put a doll in a Situation.

Feeling like I've been a little distant with most people lately, so just saying if I don't interact with you much it's not because I don't like you! It's because I'm shy and scared and small, I promise!

Roommate who ensures the tiny gal who recently "moved in" only has cute things to wear under her skirt, in a convoluted ploy to get the other roommate to do things to her. So they can watch.

cirice is really cool and deserves any help you can spare

it's fully the desire to be wanted talking here but the more obsessive and possessive a giant is the better !!

All the dignity and composure in the world crumbles the moment you get dangled by the ankle.

I miiiight get one or two more threads done for faepril, we'll see. But it's been nice to just get a handful out, I really didn't expect to have the energy for any

There's a difference between a toy that doesn't know what it is yet, and a toy that does but still thinks it can refuse its nature. ...but from an outside perspective, the solution is much the same. Kindly teach the toy what all its squirming and fussing is for.

Hate/love that my best lines come out in social media replies/rp/random conversations with my partner Like, great that people are clearly inspiring me. But whyyyy can't I come up with these when I'm writing my own stories???

P...please enjoy the ongoing adventures of slowly coming to understand the reality of being tiny in a relative stranger's care with no way out, and how smothering love and care can be without respect attached to them.

Don't let her see how your heart flutters when she says the word toy. She's not even talking about you. She means the big rumbling wand, the one she uses in front of you because you're not, like, really a person anymore, right? You can't shiver at the word if you ever want to hear your name again.

"You like that little man? >:)" "... oh you do?" "... oh you *really* do..." "... huh ..." "... yeah I don't think this is gonna work out..."

Shivering in a makeshift bed (a thick pair of socks) on her bedside table, staring at the smile on her sleeping face. She respected your choice not to cuddle, 'at least for the first night.' You shouldn't regret it, but...how long has her eye been open? The smile grows and a hand reaches for you.

Need to get up, bed too cozy, brain too fuzzy sleepy

It wasn't a choice. Not really. It was get her attention or die tiny and alone. And you picked right. But... She didn't have to take to it so naturally. Didn't have to speak so sweetly when she addressed you, like this was everything you'd both ever wanted. ...she could've at least asked your name

Sometimes all it takes is a big or two calling you a good girl to make all the bad feelings go away

made to reenact my escape in front of my owner, so they can make sure it doesn't happen again. (>﹏<)

Tiny starting to say something, then trailing off and saying the last part really quietly They realized only as they were saying it just how cute the big they're talking to will find it, and that made them preemptively flustered

There's a YouTube channel I follow that's run by a pair of miniaturists, a mum and her adult daughter. Making cosy miniature crafts out of scavenged and second-hand materials. Restoring vintage dolls' houses. I often struggle to watch them because their videos immediately drive me to tears... 🧵

I can explain

This might actually be the first time I feel outright bad for what we've done to Vetteia. Like, two of the three people whose opinions about her she cares about most have just hurt her, really, really badly. Idk if she recovers from this one

It's been a while - but I have another short story posted of Milly and Simon in which they do a little science experiment together. archiveofourown.org/works/435391...

Poor Bonesie, always getting tangled up with the wrong crowd. Lil comm for @bonesrambles.bsky.social eh

To those who've read it: (First of all, thank you) I leave a lot of the details of Savior's physical form ambiguous by design, but I'm curious. What do you picture when you picture It? In as much or as little detail as you like.

According to one of our players' partners, "you guys don't play D&D, you play 'Reth has terrible things happen to her and you guys watch'"

Everyone's having a normal one this morning, huh

According to one of our players' partners, "you guys don't play D&D, you play 'Reth has terrible things happen to her and you guys watch'"

Good news: I get to keep playing my dumb little faerie! Bad news: The reason for that is consequently that she doesn't get to go home yet, for which she's furious at her god for causing that, and at one of her wives for insinuating it was her fault (after she did all this to save said wife)

just write the terrible thing :) enjoying getting on the page, don't dwell on how it'll look from a professional standpoint. focus on writing stupid little jokes, fun dialogue and getting sweaty as the story's build up pays out in the climax you'll smile when you come back to it 10 projects later

Illusion magic is so fun. You get to put your characters through The Horrors and have them still be alive on the other side!

Vital context

Immediately. IMMEDIATELY. This doll is in SO MUCH DANGER #TomodachiBones (gonna use this going forward if you want to mute my nonsense)

hearing the slow steady rhythm of a giant's blood pumping through their veins and my own panicked heartbeat drumming in my ears at the same time

you could literally go out of your way to shrink me and keep me as your pet and i'd still be unsure if you like me

So many of my fantasies come down to simply being wanted. Someone wanting me so bad that they would do anything to have me. I’d do a lot to be wanted like that.

a tiny strapped to the inside of a submissive's ball gag to be drooled on

Seems bad that my current goal is simply to have enough money to justify a commission without feeling guilty afterward, and that that is still unattainable