ZanniVA-Tiny Elf on the Shelf
@zanniva.bsky.social
🇨🇱🇬🇧🏴 29 #sizesky
Tiny clown and thespian
Voice-over artist/writer/
Professional Dramaturg
Commedia trained + actual clown historian
Banner by @NovaSize
I post theatre + size scenario thoughts
DMs Open
Minors DNI🔞
Stories on here:
https://linktr.ee/ZanniVA
Tiny clown and thespian
Voice-over artist/writer/
Professional Dramaturg
Commedia trained + actual clown historian
Banner by @NovaSize
I post theatre + size scenario thoughts
DMs Open
Minors DNI🔞
Stories on here:
https://linktr.ee/ZanniVA
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#sizesky #bluesize #frostgiant (1/16)
Your heart heavy with longing, a stoic silhouette waits ahead—she always stands watch when you make this trip. Her breath spills like glacial mist. Silver hair whips behind her, unbothered by wind—she doesn’t flinch from the cold. Your frost giant. Your beloved.
Your heart heavy with longing, a stoic silhouette waits ahead—she always stands watch when you make this trip. Her breath spills like glacial mist. Silver hair whips behind her, unbothered by wind—she doesn’t flinch from the cold. Your frost giant. Your beloved.
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The struggle with being a giant-dating tiny girl is that you be dating a girl for months and she starts saying stuff like "omg life must be soo cool from your perspective" and it's like hun 🥚🥚🥚
And then this giant is between your toes by the end of the year
#sizesky
And then this giant is between your toes by the end of the year
#sizesky
May 8, 2025 at 12:31 PM
The struggle with being a giant-dating tiny girl is that you be dating a girl for months and she starts saying stuff like "omg life must be soo cool from your perspective" and it's like hun 🥚🥚🥚
And then this giant is between your toes by the end of the year
#sizesky
And then this giant is between your toes by the end of the year
#sizesky
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i've been thinking in inches when i could be thinking in centimetres. millimetres, even.
December 7, 2025 at 7:23 AM
i've been thinking in inches when i could be thinking in centimetres. millimetres, even.
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belonging to a giant means you have to love all of them, all the time. including when they slide a hand under their waistband to scratch their crotch right in front of you.
December 8, 2025 at 6:10 PM
belonging to a giant means you have to love all of them, all the time. including when they slide a hand under their waistband to scratch their crotch right in front of you.
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#sizesky #mouthplay #fearplay
the mage and the healer squinted at their newest ally
some kind of warrior from the look of her armour, her sword and her shield
for what little use they’d be for the poor thing, who’d been shrunk to a miniscule size before she even managed to introduce herself
1/9
the mage and the healer squinted at their newest ally
some kind of warrior from the look of her armour, her sword and her shield
for what little use they’d be for the poor thing, who’d been shrunk to a miniscule size before she even managed to introduce herself
1/9
December 8, 2025 at 11:44 PM
#sizesky #mouthplay #fearplay
the mage and the healer squinted at their newest ally
some kind of warrior from the look of her armour, her sword and her shield
for what little use they’d be for the poor thing, who’d been shrunk to a miniscule size before she even managed to introduce herself
1/9
the mage and the healer squinted at their newest ally
some kind of warrior from the look of her armour, her sword and her shield
for what little use they’d be for the poor thing, who’d been shrunk to a miniscule size before she even managed to introduce herself
1/9
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(Cw: intox)
Big whose a bimbo at the best of times, now EXTREMELY high and no longer has the brain power to make good choices with you.
Big whose a bimbo at the best of times, now EXTREMELY high and no longer has the brain power to make good choices with you.
December 9, 2025 at 12:53 AM
(Cw: intox)
Big whose a bimbo at the best of times, now EXTREMELY high and no longer has the brain power to make good choices with you.
Big whose a bimbo at the best of times, now EXTREMELY high and no longer has the brain power to make good choices with you.
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I've decided to go back and remake Marvia's reference sheet. It's more comprehensible, for both the Moonrise #TidalSubmission design challenge... and for myself. And there's lots of lore!
The Marvia body tour guide stays the same, though.
#SizeSky #BlueSize #ChuckDraugArt #ChuckOC
The Marvia body tour guide stays the same, though.
#SizeSky #BlueSize #ChuckDraugArt #ChuckOC
December 2, 2025 at 8:56 PM
I've decided to go back and remake Marvia's reference sheet. It's more comprehensible, for both the Moonrise #TidalSubmission design challenge... and for myself. And there's lots of lore!
The Marvia body tour guide stays the same, though.
#SizeSky #BlueSize #ChuckDraugArt #ChuckOC
The Marvia body tour guide stays the same, though.
#SizeSky #BlueSize #ChuckDraugArt #ChuckOC
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#sizesky #bluesize #mousequeen (1/12)
You’ve been fighting alongside the nutcracker soldier girl long enough to know the rhythm of her wooden steps
Her lacquered boots click across a peppermint field as she commands her gingerbread troops with a stiff, earnest bravado that’s become quite comforting
You’ve been fighting alongside the nutcracker soldier girl long enough to know the rhythm of her wooden steps
Her lacquered boots click across a peppermint field as she commands her gingerbread troops with a stiff, earnest bravado that’s become quite comforting
December 6, 2025 at 11:19 PM
#sizesky #bluesize #mousequeen (1/12)
You’ve been fighting alongside the nutcracker soldier girl long enough to know the rhythm of her wooden steps
Her lacquered boots click across a peppermint field as she commands her gingerbread troops with a stiff, earnest bravado that’s become quite comforting
You’ve been fighting alongside the nutcracker soldier girl long enough to know the rhythm of her wooden steps
Her lacquered boots click across a peppermint field as she commands her gingerbread troops with a stiff, earnest bravado that’s become quite comforting
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(2/12)
On a sugar throne the Mouse Queen stretches—waking from a nap—her whiskers tremble with amusement as she looks you both over
“Living sweets… a stiff-jointed soldier girl? A warm-blooded morsel? What a delicious contrast~”
Your companion readies her blade, determined as a toy trying to be real
On a sugar throne the Mouse Queen stretches—waking from a nap—her whiskers tremble with amusement as she looks you both over
“Living sweets… a stiff-jointed soldier girl? A warm-blooded morsel? What a delicious contrast~”
Your companion readies her blade, determined as a toy trying to be real
December 6, 2025 at 11:19 PM
(2/12)
On a sugar throne the Mouse Queen stretches—waking from a nap—her whiskers tremble with amusement as she looks you both over
“Living sweets… a stiff-jointed soldier girl? A warm-blooded morsel? What a delicious contrast~”
Your companion readies her blade, determined as a toy trying to be real
On a sugar throne the Mouse Queen stretches—waking from a nap—her whiskers tremble with amusement as she looks you both over
“Living sweets… a stiff-jointed soldier girl? A warm-blooded morsel? What a delicious contrast~”
Your companion readies her blade, determined as a toy trying to be real
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(6/12)
The Queen eyes you, cheeks full as she chews and crumbs spill as she blows you a warm, cinnamon-scented kiss and gives a lazy wink. Her fingers reach for you—
and the nutcracker girl jolts upright, joints popping as she pivots to block the way, sword lifted despite the shake in her limbs.
The Queen eyes you, cheeks full as she chews and crumbs spill as she blows you a warm, cinnamon-scented kiss and gives a lazy wink. Her fingers reach for you—
and the nutcracker girl jolts upright, joints popping as she pivots to block the way, sword lifted despite the shake in her limbs.
December 6, 2025 at 11:25 PM
(6/12)
The Queen eyes you, cheeks full as she chews and crumbs spill as she blows you a warm, cinnamon-scented kiss and gives a lazy wink. Her fingers reach for you—
and the nutcracker girl jolts upright, joints popping as she pivots to block the way, sword lifted despite the shake in her limbs.
The Queen eyes you, cheeks full as she chews and crumbs spill as she blows you a warm, cinnamon-scented kiss and gives a lazy wink. Her fingers reach for you—
and the nutcracker girl jolts upright, joints popping as she pivots to block the way, sword lifted despite the shake in her limbs.
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#sizesky #bluesize #dryads (1/16)
Mistletoe clippings hang at the holiday party—and nestled inside—barely larger than matchsticks—are tiny dryads
One watches as a couple leans in to kiss
When their lips meet she shrinks them with a flick of her wrist
Her magic is playful but intentions are not pure
Mistletoe clippings hang at the holiday party—and nestled inside—barely larger than matchsticks—are tiny dryads
One watches as a couple leans in to kiss
When their lips meet she shrinks them with a flick of her wrist
Her magic is playful but intentions are not pure
December 8, 2025 at 1:38 AM
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(2/16)
The couple gasps as their lips part and huddle at the floor of the party. They’re quickly tucked between waxy fingers—the scent of berries radiates as they’re held close to their captor’s chest.
They aren’t the first she’s taken tonight—she glides to a hidden nook, eyes glowing with mischief.
The couple gasps as their lips part and huddle at the floor of the party. They’re quickly tucked between waxy fingers—the scent of berries radiates as they’re held close to their captor’s chest.
They aren’t the first she’s taken tonight—she glides to a hidden nook, eyes glowing with mischief.
December 8, 2025 at 1:38 AM
(2/16)
The couple gasps as their lips part and huddle at the floor of the party. They’re quickly tucked between waxy fingers—the scent of berries radiates as they’re held close to their captor’s chest.
They aren’t the first she’s taken tonight—she glides to a hidden nook, eyes glowing with mischief.
The couple gasps as their lips part and huddle at the floor of the party. They’re quickly tucked between waxy fingers—the scent of berries radiates as they’re held close to their captor’s chest.
They aren’t the first she’s taken tonight—she glides to a hidden nook, eyes glowing with mischief.
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(14/16)
When he pulls out, a mistletoe dryad grins—and drops a tiny into her gape
The woman gasps but doesn’t stop
He thrusts back in, burying the guest between them
Her hips roll
Her head tilts
She clenches, gripping him—and the guest who she just served in her home—claiming them and her lover deep
When he pulls out, a mistletoe dryad grins—and drops a tiny into her gape
The woman gasps but doesn’t stop
He thrusts back in, burying the guest between them
Her hips roll
Her head tilts
She clenches, gripping him—and the guest who she just served in her home—claiming them and her lover deep
December 8, 2025 at 3:07 AM
(14/16)
When he pulls out, a mistletoe dryad grins—and drops a tiny into her gape
The woman gasps but doesn’t stop
He thrusts back in, burying the guest between them
Her hips roll
Her head tilts
She clenches, gripping him—and the guest who she just served in her home—claiming them and her lover deep
When he pulls out, a mistletoe dryad grins—and drops a tiny into her gape
The woman gasps but doesn’t stop
He thrusts back in, burying the guest between them
Her hips roll
Her head tilts
She clenches, gripping him—and the guest who she just served in her home—claiming them and her lover deep
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(13/16)
They begin to fuck, slow and aching.
And the fae slip in unnoticed.
One nestles a guest into the man’s palm with sap before he presses it back against his partner’s thigh, cups her breast, slips his thumb into her mouth.
Tiny moans echo between their own.
They move as if bewitched.
They begin to fuck, slow and aching.
And the fae slip in unnoticed.
One nestles a guest into the man’s palm with sap before he presses it back against his partner’s thigh, cups her breast, slips his thumb into her mouth.
Tiny moans echo between their own.
They move as if bewitched.
December 8, 2025 at 3:07 AM
(13/16)
They begin to fuck, slow and aching.
And the fae slip in unnoticed.
One nestles a guest into the man’s palm with sap before he presses it back against his partner’s thigh, cups her breast, slips his thumb into her mouth.
Tiny moans echo between their own.
They move as if bewitched.
They begin to fuck, slow and aching.
And the fae slip in unnoticed.
One nestles a guest into the man’s palm with sap before he presses it back against his partner’s thigh, cups her breast, slips his thumb into her mouth.
Tiny moans echo between their own.
They move as if bewitched.
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(3/16)
She arrives where others like her have gathered
Holly dryads wait in their curling leaves—green-limbed and berry-bright, their kisses stain red where they press into skin
They purr as they cradle other shrunken guests between their own lips and coo low as the mistletoe dryad offers new prizes
She arrives where others like her have gathered
Holly dryads wait in their curling leaves—green-limbed and berry-bright, their kisses stain red where they press into skin
They purr as they cradle other shrunken guests between their own lips and coo low as the mistletoe dryad offers new prizes
December 8, 2025 at 1:55 AM
(3/16)
She arrives where others like her have gathered
Holly dryads wait in their curling leaves—green-limbed and berry-bright, their kisses stain red where they press into skin
They purr as they cradle other shrunken guests between their own lips and coo low as the mistletoe dryad offers new prizes
She arrives where others like her have gathered
Holly dryads wait in their curling leaves—green-limbed and berry-bright, their kisses stain red where they press into skin
They purr as they cradle other shrunken guests between their own lips and coo low as the mistletoe dryad offers new prizes
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December 5, 2025 at 3:33 PM
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every day im not a few inches tall and kept as a tiny pet forever at a cute girls feet is another day god spits in my face
December 8, 2025 at 4:47 AM
every day im not a few inches tall and kept as a tiny pet forever at a cute girls feet is another day god spits in my face
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being shrunken and kept at the feet of a teasy power couple is the hottest thing ever ./////////.
December 8, 2025 at 3:01 AM
being shrunken and kept at the feet of a teasy power couple is the hottest thing ever ./////////.
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cw safe vore, soft digestion, implied full tour/toony disposal
;///;' fell right into @chikoguts.bsky.social ' claws. and belly
;///;' fell right into @chikoguts.bsky.social ' claws. and belly
December 5, 2025 at 1:41 PM
cw safe vore, soft digestion, implied full tour/toony disposal
;///;' fell right into @chikoguts.bsky.social ' claws. and belly
;///;' fell right into @chikoguts.bsky.social ' claws. and belly
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cw: #vore | #softvore | #safevore | #voreinternal | #stomach
topsy turvy!
two versions, blurred, and unblurred <3
topsy turvy!
two versions, blurred, and unblurred <3
December 8, 2025 at 3:36 AM
cw: #vore | #softvore | #safevore | #voreinternal | #stomach
topsy turvy!
two versions, blurred, and unblurred <3
topsy turvy!
two versions, blurred, and unblurred <3
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Finally! I updated my website to reflect what I currently am doing. And here also you can find the links to my Eka's/Ariyon gallery, if you are that kind of freak too.
www.giantesssinmara.com
(I want to make a new logo tho...)
#vore #sizesky
www.giantesssinmara.com
(I want to make a new logo tho...)
#vore #sizesky
Home
MY ART
Visit the links below to see my artwork
| DeviantArt | Ariyon |
www.giantesssinmara.com
December 8, 2025 at 1:15 AM
Finally! I updated my website to reflect what I currently am doing. And here also you can find the links to my Eka's/Ariyon gallery, if you are that kind of freak too.
www.giantesssinmara.com
(I want to make a new logo tho...)
#vore #sizesky
www.giantesssinmara.com
(I want to make a new logo tho...)
#vore #sizesky
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"Aw, so sad. Itty-bitty little Vinty hanging from the hem of my skirt by a thread, how heartbreaking. The human thing to do would be help, but you register more as an insect to me, so I'm just going to watch and laugh at you struggle with a bit of cloth."
#SizeSky #Size #Shrinking
#SizeSky #Size #Shrinking
December 6, 2025 at 2:36 PM
"Aw, so sad. Itty-bitty little Vinty hanging from the hem of my skirt by a thread, how heartbreaking. The human thing to do would be help, but you register more as an insect to me, so I'm just going to watch and laugh at you struggle with a bit of cloth."
#SizeSky #Size #Shrinking
#SizeSky #Size #Shrinking
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The most gentle, soft-spoken, self-sacrificing TA for her macro-micro grad courses by day,
Terror of the ring, devourer of life, crusher of wills, The Monster Every Micro Fears by night...
Terror of the ring, devourer of life, crusher of wills, The Monster Every Micro Fears by night...
The kindest, sweetest, most cautious, careful, unassuming person you can think of, who leads a double life as the most ruthlessly cruel fighter the macro-micro bracket has ever seen
I am once again thinking about horrifyingly uneven macro-on-micro combat sports
December 4, 2025 at 6:03 PM
The most gentle, soft-spoken, self-sacrificing TA for her macro-micro grad courses by day,
Terror of the ring, devourer of life, crusher of wills, The Monster Every Micro Fears by night...
Terror of the ring, devourer of life, crusher of wills, The Monster Every Micro Fears by night...