Just Seff Stuff

Autistic f/22 who has an obsession with sizey stuff (tinies are cute!) and fearplay. I prefer SFW stuff, but may occasionally reblog something NSFW as I have no special rule against it, so please consider this blog 18+ I reblog too much, so search #seffposts on my blog to see only stuff I've said with no reblogs. I reblog non-G/t stuff at @just-seff-whatever.

[i-am-a-fish]

please do not look up to me. I am 1 inch tall. I'm down here. if you look up you won't see me

[breezey-with-an-e-art]

but what if i.....

[i-am-a-fish]

I REALLY LIKE THIS ART THIS IS SO CUTE I'M BEING HELD UP

[fieryarzen]

Honestly, g/t as a symbolism for the nervousness/terror that can come with professing your feelings for someone.

They’re a giant. Grande in every possible way. Whenever you look at them your heart flutters. You hide away because you’re afraid of what they’ll do to you when they catch you, afraid that when it happens, you’ll never be able to let go.

Despite how much you gaze upon them every single day, they don’t know you’re there. Going upon their own mundanity of life while you sit there trying to figure out how to say hello, or how to introduce yourself without freaking them out and locking away the chance of you two ever being something.

Every time they speak their words echo within your mind, loud, powerful, and meaningful. Their entire form takes up your gaze, and hands you so eagerly want to hold you lay at their side empty - if only you were there.

And when they do find you, when you can’t evade them any longer… Who knows what will happen.

[southofsound]

Squirmy liddle… feller…

[ilovegt]

does Trevor felt any sort of “cute aggression” towards Bennett? (And perhaps vice verse?)

You know, G/t kisses are like sunsets, you can watch them forever XD

(I'm definitely not trying to justify that I'm drawing the same thing for the umpteenth time👀👀👀)

Bennett would probably do cute agression to Trevor too, but I haven't figured out how yet

[cottageteagtstories]

‘You’re in control’

Idea came to me for a GT headcanon where maybe a human and a borrower or a fairy get together, but the tiny still trying to get more comfortable with their giant partner even though they trust them and such. A cute romantic moment fluffy thing I’m writing here for you enjoy!!

“You’re in control, everything is on your terms..” The human tells their tiny as they are leaning on their arms on a pillow where the tiny stands steps away. They had recently come to terms with their interest in each other, but the tiny expresses their fear they’re still overcoming even though they do want have something more with their giant. So here they are, giant lying perfectly still with their face against the pillow as they softly gaze down at the tiny. They were discussing if kissing could be something for them perhaps…

“You initiate and tell me what to do. I won’t do anything without your permission.” The giant breathes softly and the tiny nods before stepping forward. The giant doesn’t move and keeps their face relaxed as they watch their dearest come closer and approach their lips. They try not to move and slow their breathing. The tiny keeps approaching and reaches out a hand to touch their lips, causing them to twitch. They just observe and feel the grooves and softness of them. Their heart beats fast as they try to overcome the instinct to run and get away from being this close. They were use to being in their hands and such bit this close to their face was different. They heard a chuckle as they moved their hand to the corner of the giants bottom lip.

“That tickles?” They ask as it seems to calm the situation. The giant only nods trying not to scare them or speak with them so close and their hand on their lip. They had recently tiny then gulps and steps closer until they can lean forward and kiss the giant. As they lean in and lay the softest kiss against the giants bottom lip they lean more of themselves into the pillow like skin and relish the warmth and plushness. Their hands stroke against it as they’re more cuddling than anything. They nuzzle as well.

Meanwhile the giant might be dying of cuteness overload and the urge to lean forward and kiss them into the pillow. Their inner thoughts are stopped by ..

“Okay I think I’m cool, will you kiss me-“ there’s no time before the giant presses their lips further against them, taking up most of their body. Their hands stroke against comes up cupping the tiny’s back so they can continue to press romantic kisses into them. The tiny is red like a tomato and trying to breathe as the fear is overtaken with fluster. The giant pulls back before nuzzling their nose against their tiny partner and chuckles.

“Everything okay?” And they receive a thumbs up from the tiny recovering before they ask for it again

I’m a fan of cute romantic GT leave me alone XD

[spinnymcwinny]

Doll Having Slight Adjustments

(one day I hope to gain the skills to redraw how this actually looks in my mind smh)

[bonesbeetle]

my thrall told me it wanted to be more independent so i imprisoned its soul in a necklace. how's that for in de pendant you little shit

[fieryarzen]

Honestly, imagine the feeling of actually picking up a tiny person…. It’d be so.. Weird, but so amazing.

They were lying down, asleep. As you go to wrap your thumb and forefinger around them, it almost doesn’t seem real. Your pointer finger pushes into their back, their spine offering a slight bumpy feeling alongside the slight curve of their back; And your thumb presses onto their waste and stomach. It’s plush, so incredibly soft, delicate… And warm. Small breaths push against your finger, and a groan escapes their mouth, but they don’t wake.

You go to pick them up, expecting a form of effort, even if small, to be required. But it isn’t. It’s as if you’re picking a dandelion off the ground, only the softest weight around your fingers exist, their head lolling as they move. As they rise, you slowly begin to curl your fingers, not enough to shift them within your palm, but to act as a cradle. Their legs softly grazing your fingers with each shift. As you bring them higher, closer to your face, their micro-expressions become far more visible. Each scrunch of their nose as they dream, every little head movement, and the feeling of small shifts between your fingers.

Eventually, you carefully shift your hand to a vertical position and being to fully wrap your fingers around them, loosening your other two as you do. Their entire form, besides their head, hidden beneath. You slowly return your hand to a horizontal position and unwrap your fingers, the pressure once against them now gone. Their previously “face forward” sleeping position now being one where their stomach faces your palm, arms and legs sprawled out calmly against your skin. It’s almost imperceptible, but you can feel their soft breaths as they sleep, a miniature tickle. Their body, while warm, competes with the heat rising from your own palm, a heat that, if you were their size, you’d be jealous of.

They shift within your palm, turning on their side and slightly tuck their legs in. Their arms remain in their own “one slightly stretched out and the other tucked”. As you observe them, you couldn’t help but feel a flutter in your heart. They were so… Small. So fragile. So incredibly unfitting of the world that they existed in, their own existence being one that bewilders you to no end. But as they lay in your palm, a weight that barely exists, you can’t help but be completely enamored by them. You began to become lost within them.

Your breath hitches as they begin to stir, heart beating ever so slightly faster. And then, they look at you. A warmth filling their eyes, but one that slowly shifts into something unpleasant. You told them that you’d wake them up if they ever fell asleep during a movie, and here you are trying to support their snoozing. Way to go, time to rewind.

[underyour-floorboards]

Being found by one giant is terrifying, but imagine being found by a whole group of them.

Imagine thinking you're hiding so well, keeping to the shadows, when one points to you and exclaims, causing several other giant heads to turn to you.

Imagine you pass out, and when you wake up, massive faces loom over you, forming a circle with their heads as they peer down at you.

Imagine stumbling upon a group of giants talking with each other, and they spot you, all their booming voices silencing as they now stare.

Ough....fearplay....yum...

[modeltrainconductor]

one thing abt me is that i loveeee g/t logistics. like yes please explain to me how you brush your teeth and keep yourself clean and where you get your clothes and what and how much you eat and who cuts your hair and exactly what it takes for you to exist in a world thats the wrong size for you. please

[gtposeref]

Come Closer

I tried to make the tiny have a more different body type in this one. I have been playing around with different body types in Pose It in the genesis workshop it’s a bit difficult to get down as sometimes the body gets distorted but I hope to make more variations of body types in the future.

[kix-mm]

Remember how big electronics used to be?

[solarmooon]

fairy wing cramps. the wing locking and the fairy falling mid-air, being caught in giant, practiced hands that know exactly where it hurts and how to fix it.

Piercing, terrible, PARALYZING pain shooting up from the base of the wing to the tip, the fairy trembling in the giant’s palm, stuck in fetal position and unable to move or ease the pain by themselves.

Then a massive digit massaging the base of the wing at their back, urgent but precise fingers moving to get rid of the lock and release the pressure in the wing.

The fairy collapsing in a heap of relief and sobs when their wing unlocks and their form goes limp, at the brink of exhaustion. The fear of flying again because that pain was unbearable and they don’t want to do anything to evoke it EVER again.

[solarmooon]

get ready, if I can somehow open up the document again then this is coming soon

[solarmooon]

anyone else feel like a bit of an outside observer / totally clueless about their stance on BEING a giant or a tiny? Like for the longest time I thought yeah, I’d obviously want to be tiny but lately it’s just a hard no, I couldn’t live like that, yk? If you were to ask if I could either grow into a giant or shrink into a tiny my answer would be no WAY to both of those. But if you were to ask me if I’d rather giants be discovered as a species alongside humans, or borrowers/fae/etc, I’d say YES to both of those. Like I genuinely could not pick.

when I write, I think most of the physical interactions I put into place are MEANT for the tiny. But for some reason I feel it from the giant’s perspective in a lot more cases than you would expect for someone who makes self-indulgent characters the way I do (a crap ton of male giants and female tinies to appeal to my romantic interests). If I write a scene where a tiny places their hand on a giant’s finger, I’m NOT imagining the feeling of the giant’s finger and the warmth of their presence as much as I’m imagining the itty bitty hand and finger flexing onto the tip of that finger. However all the picking up and gravity shifts are practically cinematic for me and I feel it from the tiny’s perspective. It goes back and forth honestly, I just find it interesting how often I’m so glued onto what the GIANT is seeing/feeling rather than the experience of the tiny considering what dynamics I prefer.

and again on the whole “outside observer” thing. I literally can’t picture myself as a tiny, it isn’t something I yearn for or desire the way I know some people do, which is totally fine of course. It’s more like I get to switch back and forth between what I think the more interesting and surreal perspective is for each specific moment and that’s the thing I zero in on depending on the situation. And right in the back of my mind I lean towards tiny because my female characters are usually tinies, and that’s therefore who I identify with. Like if I HAD to pick, HAD to? I’d say I’d wanna be a tiny, but not for real for real.

[solarmooon]

ugh. gentle giants manhandling a tiny for leisurely purposes. massive eyes dilated and locked onto them, maybe the giant has their chin rested on folded arms on the ground or a table, while they carefully poke and prod and drag and squeeze and it’s INSANELY overwhelming for the tiny but they know they aren’t in any danger.

They can see the giant’s eyes crinkle at the corners, soft chuckle vibrating through the ground. Thumb and forefinger squeezing their torso, pinching their cheeks, dangling them upside down, pressing into their spine. Holding the tiny’s hand between their massive digits and squeezing just enough that their little fingers are splayed apart so the giant can feel each of them individually. Cooing, pressing the pad of their finger to the tiny’s face to feel their lashes and nose. Stroking their hair and tickling under their chin, muttering sweet nothings and repeatedly emphasizing how little and cute they are. Shoving at their limbs and tucking them into a little curled up ball to see just how small they can get. Pinching the back of their clothes to dangle them up to their eyes, drop them back into their palm and roll them around a little more. They push just enough to reach the tiny’s limits, if they squeeze too hard or lift too rough and the tiny yelps or expresses any pain then the giant immediately starts fawning and cooing and being extra gentle but by no means are they putting this tiny down.

and the best part is it can either be fluff, or the most terrifying fearplay experience, all depending on the tiny’s perspective on it. The nausea either way. sedative sedative sedative oh my gosh I need to be sedated I can’t get this out of my head

[1v6]

Uppies

[ilovegt]

PART 52

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Hooray!And so, hopefully, if my plans don't change, then my favorite part of the comic will begin soon👅👅👅🙏🙏🙏I hope you won't throw tomatoes at me for deciding to change the direction of the plot so abruptly, for a while, of course...I'm sorry.But I love tomatoes anyway ]