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[ja3yun]

The Doll House | M.List & Intro

doll!enha (hyung line) x fem!reader warnings: smut (mdni), dolls, mentions of possession and demons, specific warnings on individual chapters synopsis: when you're strapped for cash and an opportunity arises to help you out, you're stuck in a mansion with 4 human-like dolls who do anything but sit still. taglist: closed!! a/n: hi! so this was actually inspired by this ask and originally i was thinking of making it a long one-shot but then i was like, what if each hyung line member got their own chapter? so here we are! below is an introduction into the fic so make sure you read it before going into the chapters! they should be released every 1-2 weeks but i still have to write them so it's tbd right now.

warnings: fluff, smut (mdni), subby!jake, oral (m. rec), slight throat fucking, whimpering and whining, pet names (baby doll, pup), begging.

wc: 7.7k

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synopsis: it's your first week at your new job and you make a shocking revelation that puts your world in a spin and lets you experience something you never knew was possible

warnings: smut (mdni), unprotected sex, cream pie, oral (f.rec), fingering, dom!hoon (i didn't mean this, it just happened), begging but not really, horror elements obvs

wc: 8.9k

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synopsis: once you find out the dolls' secret, you're on the hunt to find out how they became this way. in the library you stumble across something and you're left alone with park sunghoon who promises to keep your rendezvous with jaeyun a secret from their owner, but not without something in return

warnings: smut (mdni), soft dom!jay, unprotected sex, cream pie, oral (m.rec), punishment, pussy slapping, begging, slight choking, pet names (sweetheart, good girl, princess), mentions of fire and other supernatural elements, anything else lmk!

wc: 10.3k

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synopsis: your friend comes to visit you in the mansion after a month but her harsh words towards the dolls brings out a protective side, and jongseong lets you in on some secrets about the house and how they came to be.

warnings: smut (mdni), pure filth, dom!hee, unprotected sex, cream pie, oral (m&f. rec), clit biting, throat fucking, cock worshipping, doggy, spanking, squirting, slight degradation and choking, pet names (baby), supernatural elements, religious themes (heaven/hell), anything else lmk!

wc: 16.8k

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synopsis: with only 2 weeks left, you have formed a bond with each of the dolls, well, all of them except heeseung. as you snoop around his room to find out more about him, he gives you all the answers you're looking for and opens your eyes to a world you never knew was possible.

warnings: smut (mdni), threesome, unprotected sex, cream pie, eiffel tower, oral (m&f.rec), deep throating, doggy, soft dom!hoon/sub!jake, hoon&jae don't get it on but there is one kiss, cum plugging, nipple play, angst, mentions of heaven/hell, not a lot of jongseong (sorry jay lovers!)

wc: 22k

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synopsis: you and jaeyun return to the house that started it all, however you didn't realise the impact that leaving would have on the demon you left behind, leaving you with a choice to make, and both involve visiting heeseung's room just one more time.

warnings: smut (mdni), unprotected sex, cream pie, oral (f.rec), fingering, pussy slapping, overstimulation, !dark content! murder, possession, blood, manipulation, lots of mentions to hell, soul selling.

wc: 14.3k

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synopsis: once heeseung sells you an offer you can't refuse, it's up to you to reap what you sow. sooyeol's return and revelations put your world in wonder as you contemplate the implications of your greed and who you truly are.

Drabbles:

jakehoon finding out y/n sold her soul

soonyeol almost finding out about the offer

heeseung giving y/n flowers

heeseung kills for you

cuddles and cockwarming w jakehoon

“How long for how much?” 

"Two months, 5k, just cleaning some woman's house," Mia responds, placing the newspaper in front of you with a dramatic flourish, the ad circled in pink glitter pen.

Taking the paper from her, you wrinkle your brow and examine the advertisement with scepticism and intrigue, "Isn't it strange that she's advertising in the newspaper? Who even reads these anymore?" Upon closer inspection, you sneer and return it to Mia, your fingertips leaving light smudges on the paper, "And she didn't even put her name, just 'Ms. Kim'."

This whole situation feels odd. What employer doesn’t post an ad on the internet like a normal person? 

"She's probably ancient, Y/N. Old folks aren't exactly tech-savvy," Mia offers, attempting to rationalise the oddity.

Despite your reservations, the need for employment weighs heavily. Losing your job last month has left little time for finding a new one, and the bills certainly haven't stopped coming. £5000 for two months' work is an enticing offer, especially considering your previous job paid a fraction of that for an entire month's work.

You sigh, running a hand through your hair as you contemplate the offer. The uncertainty gnaws at you, but the allure of some financial stability is hard to ignore. Mia watches you, her expression a mixture of concern and anticipation as she awaits you to make up your mind. She could use the money too, giving her some extra cash to pay for her birthday trip in a couple of months.

"You know what?" you finally say, breaking the heavy silence that hangs between you. "Let's give it a shot. It's just two months, right? And we could really use the money."

Mia's face lights up with a grin, her enthusiasm infectious, "That's the spirit! Besides, how bad could it be? It's just cleaning."

You nod in agreement, though a lingering sense of unease tugs at the edges of your mind like a persistent itch you can't scratch. Pushing it aside, you focus on the prospect of income and the relief it would bring.

"Alright then," you say, mustering up a smile despite the nagging doubts that linger in the back of your mind. "Let's do it. But if anything feels off, we bail, deal?"

Mia nods enthusiastically, already dialling Ms. Kim’s number on her phone, her eagerness palpable as she eagerly anticipates the adventure that lies ahead.

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The drive to Ms. Kim's house feels never-ending, with each mile leaving the city behind and the surroundings blurring into an everlasting blur of trees and road. You check the satnav, hoping for a break from the monotony, only to see that, tragically, it still shows an hour left on the journey.

The scenery outside appears stuck in time, with the trees going past in a repeated rhythm that does little to break the spell of boredom. You peek at Mia, who sits next to you in the driver's seat, her expression conveying a similar mix of frustration and resignation.

The radio drones on in the background, a pitiful attempt to break the quiet that hangs thick in the air. You reach over and fumble with the dial, hoping to find a distraction, but each station either plays static or music you've heard a thousand times before.

“You seriously need to get a better car, Y/N. I told you we should have taken mine,” she snips at you, the journey clearly getting to her. You had run out of conversation in the first hour, discussing your non-existent love life and jobs that you have applied for. Since nothing was going on in your life, there wasn’t much to talk about.

“We said we would take mine so she would feel pity and give us more money,” you grumble, sinking into your seat in protest. If this woman has enough money to spend on random girls cleaning her house, she could have some more to throw at you as charity; you’ll take anything at this point.

The drive continues until finally, you pull up to Ms. Kim’s house. But calling it a house feels like a gross understatement; it's a mansion, a sprawling castle that looms larger than life before you. 

A long gravel path stretches out before you, leading up to the imposing sand-coloured building. The mansion seems to bask in its own magnificence, the rustic feel and unkept garden only add a sense of eeriness to your wonder.

You exchange a glance with Mia, both of you momentarily speechless. This is not what you expected when you answered the ad in the newspaper. You expected it to be big, obviously, she wasn't going to give out 5k for a studio apartment, but this is on another level of anything you could have imagined.

Mia locks the car door, unsure whether to approach the large double doors. She outstretches her hand for you to take, seeking your comfort as she takes the first steps. You both look like you’re back in your first year of high school, scared that as soon as you step foot in the place, it will swallow you whole.

“We’re supposed to clean this every day?” you ask in disbelief.

Shaking her head, Mia tries to convey a sense of confidence in her voice yet it fails, “Surely not, the travel alone is too much for someone to do every day.”

With hesitant steps, you both make your way to the entrance, your finger reaching out to press the doorbell which rings a faint familiar tune, one you’ve heard plenty yet could never place the name. For a moment, there is only silence, and you begin to wonder if anyone is home. But then, with a creak that seems to reverberate through the very foundations of the mansion, the door slowly swings open, revealing a dimly lit interior shrouded in shadow.

A woman stands in front of you, her elegant clothes and neatly styled hair give her the appearance of a 90s supermodel. She doesn't resemble the idea you had of Ms. Kim. "Y/N and Mia?" she inquires, her voice smooth and melodious, a twinkle of delight in her eyes as she tilts her head with a smile.

You share a puzzled look with Mia. This woman could not possibly be Ms. Kim. For starters, she seems way too young to be the owner of this castle; she had to be just slightly older than yourself and you can barely afford to buy a loaf of bread. The advertisement plainly said that Ms. Kim was looking for help, hinting that she was an elderly homeowner in need of assistance. Second, the decision to advertise in a newspaper rather than somewhere like Indeed does not fit the image of a 20-something.

Your mind races with questions, but before you can express your reservations, the woman motions for you to follow her into the mansion. With a shared look, you and Mia exchange a silent agreement, remembering that you promised to bail as soon as anything got weird. 

As you cross the threshold, the heavy wooden door slams behind you with a bang and you follow the mystery woman deeper into the mansion's maze halls, you can't help but feel like there's more to this situation than meets the eye.

“My name is Kim Soonyeol, Ms. Kim is probably how you know me. I am so happy you answered my ad so promptly! I was scared no one would answer it,” she explains.

Walking through the large hallways, you notice one thing that seems to be a prominent feature.

Dolls. 

Lots and lots of creepy, old-timey porcelain dolls. They line the shelves, perched on antique furniture, and seem to stare at you with unblinking eyes as you pass by. Their features are fixed, ranging from serene to sinister, each contributing to the feeling of discomfort in the air.

Mia's grip on your hand tightens, and you can feel the tension radiating from her as she whispers, "Do you think they all have cameras in their eyes?" Her words send a chill down your spine, and you can't help but entertain the unsettling thought.

The woman leading you through the mansion seems unbothered by the presence of the dolls, her demeanour calm and composed as she gestures for you to follow. But you can't shake the feeling that there's something deeply wrong about this place.

"I am going away on some business for 2 months," she begins, her voice echoing through the cavernous halls, "and I need you to clean this entire house from top to bottom as well as a few...other errands."

Her words hang in the air, and for a moment, the only sound is the faint ticking of a clock somewhere in the distance. Soonyeol is ominous in her explanations, not delving any further into these ‘errands’. It's strange to you, why can’t her house stay stagnant for a month or two?

“There are a lot of rooms, Ms. Kim,” you comment, hoping she might open up and explain anything about this castle and why the fuck it is filled to the brim with porcelain dolls. It’s not exactly a young person’s hobby to collect these things - unless they’re haunted, then you know you need to take a sharp turn for the exit.

She smiles fondly, “Yes, each bedroom is designated to a precious doll of mine,” she offers as an explanation but fails to give any clarity.

“She is fucking crazy,” your friend whispers to you, her hand now gripping your arm as she walks slightly behind you, letting you take the lead in case of danger. 

As Soonyeol gestures towards a room at the end of the corridor, she announces, "And this is your room. I've made sure I at least cleaned this before I left," punctuating her statement with a chuckle. With a flourish, she opens the door, revealing a space that dwarfs your flat and the corner shop it sits above.

But your confusion quickly turns to apprehension as Soonyeol's words sink in. "Wait, what do you mean 'our room'?" you interject, trying to mask the rising unease in your voice. "Isn't this just a cleaning job?"

Soonyeol's expression shifts, her eyes widening with a hint of anger as she leans back and places a hand on her chest. "Wasn't I clear in the ad that you would be housesitting?" she retorts, her tone laced with irritation. "I cannot leave my babies here on their own. They can't fend for themselves."

A chill runs down your spine as her words sink in.,"Babies?" you repeat, your mind reeling at the implications of her statement, "What do you mean by that?"

But before you can press for answers, Soonyeol is already ushering you and Mia out of the guest bedroom and into another part of the mansion. As you step into the dining room, you're met with a sight that you can't quite put into words.

Four figures sit at the dining table, their faces with different expressions and their bodies unmoving. At first glance, they appear to be ordinary people, but then it hits you like a bolt of lightning - they're not real. They're dolls, human-like dolls arranged as if they were waiting for a meal that would never come.

A shiver runs down your spine as you exchange a horrified glance with Mia. The realisation sinks in like a stone in the pit of your stomach - this woman is not just eccentric, she's fucking unhinged. And as you stand in that surreal dining room, surrounded by figures that seem to stare back at you with empty eyes, you can't help but feel a creeping sense of dread settle over you like a suffocating fog.

Despite Mia’s step back, you move forward, looking at them in detail. They are exquisitely done, each of them with their own unique features and life-like skin. You knew dolls like this existed but not to this level of detail. They must be worth thousands of pounds, easily in the double digits.

“If you cannot stay then I will have to look for someone else,” she starts to dismiss you much to Mia’s relief; she is already mentally back in the car and screeching out. 

As Soonyeol's words hang in the air, the weight of her ultimatum settling heavily on your shoulders, Mia visibly relaxes, relief evident in her demeanour. She's already mentally back in the car, ready to screech out of this bizarre situation.

But your attention is drawn to one particular doll seated at the dining table. His eyes, although lifeless, seem to pull you in with an inexplicable allure. He's striking, meticulously detailed with dark cherry-red hair, wide lips, and a figure that exudes an almost ethereal charm, even in his simple white t-shirt. His eyes, though small, are framed by long lashes that only add to his beauty.

Before you realise what you're doing, your mouth begins to speak, surprising both you and Mia. "I can stay, sure," you hear yourself say, the words tumbling out with a sense of inevitability.

"What?" Mia's incredulous voice snaps you back to reality, her eyes wide with disbelief as she pleads with you to reconsider, "You can't up and move your life for 2 months!" she warns in a hushed tone, her concern palpable.

“I don’t exactly have anything to go back to,” you shrug, knowing that all that awaits you back in the city is unopened bills and mouldy cheese. Mia has much more to lose, a job and boyfriend aren’t exactly something you can just upchuck.

"You go home, and I'll do it," you suggest, a plan forming in your mind as you speak, "You can visit on your days off and help me out. I'll make sure you get half the money."

Mia doesn't look entirely convinced, but the thought of such a large sum of money for minimal work seems to appeal to her pragmatic side, "Will you be okay?" she asks, genuine concern etched into her features.

You consider the question carefully, a strange sense of reassurance emanating from the dolls behind you, despite their unsettling presence, "I will be. If anything happens, I'll come straight home," you assure her, your voice steadier than you feel.

Reluctantly, Mia agrees, nodding her head as she steps to the side to speak with Soonyeol and gather more information about the job. Left alone with the dolls, you can't help but steal one last glance at the cherry-red-haired figure that caught your eye earlier. But something is different this time - the smirk on his lips and the narrowed gaze in his eyes seem almost... knowing. 

Was he doing that before?

[anitalenia]

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credits to me. feel free to use and save. of course credit would be appreciated but it is not required. I’m just making these for fun <3

[stanfanfiction]

Masterlist

Hey all! For now I’ve only written Ken x reader fics (and they are ongoing) but wanted to go ahead and get my masterlist page started. I do accept requests so let me know if there’s any fun ideas you’d like me to consider!! I’ll be updating anytime a new fic is posted :) thank you all SO much for all the insane love, and so fast!

Ken (Barbie) (ongoing)

Taste of You - Ken x fem!reader, 18+ only

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Two.Five

Chapter Three

Chapter Three.Five

Chapter Four

Chapter Four.Five

Chapter 4.5 (BONUS)

Chapter Five

Chapter Five.Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Six.Five

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight (coming soon)

Requests are currently open

[toychest321]

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You know the “opposites attract” relationships?

How about do one with Brahms?

Brahms - clingy, protective, stiff

Reader - calm, trusting, soft

Brahms X calm! Reader

Thank youuuuu :)

❝clingy❞

✭ pairing : brahms heelshire x reader

✭ fandom : slashers

✭ summary : brahms is one hell of a touch starved man and when (y/n) came into his life he expected her to be just like all the others, but she isn’t. In fact she embraces him with welcome arms so does that mean all those people who left him are because it’s his fault?

✭ slashers masterlist

The wind whispered through the ancient trees that surrounded Heelshire Manor, casting eerie shadows on its aged façade. (Y/N) had applied for a simple job months ago, never imagining how peculiar her new role would become. The advertisement had called for a caretaker, someone to oversee the estate's unique collection of antiques and curiosities. Little did she know, her main charge would be a doll of all things.

The first time she laid eyes on the doll, she was taken aback. It was an exquisitely crafted replica of a man, dressed in aristocratic attire from a bygone era. The porcelain face bore an uncanny resemblance to the owner of the manor, Brahms Heelshire, whose family had owned the estate for generations. The locals whispered tales of the Hellshire curse, and their peculiar fascination only fueled the sense of mystery that hung over the manor.

As (Y/N) settled into her role, her days were filled with dusting ancient furniture, polishing silverware, and, most importantly, attending to the doll. The instructions were simple: ensure the doll's clothing remained impeccable, the porcelain visage remained pristine, and its position on the mantel stayed undisturbed. The task was mundane, yet it carried an air of reverence, as if the doll held some deeper significance that transcended its appearance.

Days turned into weeks, and (Y/N) gradually grew accustomed to her routine. The mansion's interior was an amalgamation of faded opulence and eerie silence. The walls seemed to whisper secrets, and the portraits of long-departed Heelshire ancestors stared down with solemn gazes. Every creak and rustle echoed through the hallways, keeping her senses on high alert.

One evening, as she carefully adjusted the doll's coat collar, she felt an inexplicable shiver run down her spine. A feeling of being watched settled over her, but she brushed it off as her imagination running wild. That night, though, as she lay in bed, she could have sworn she heard faint whispers carried on the breeze.

The following days brought a series of odd occurrences: a book left open to a specific page she hadn't touched, a teacup shifted slightly on its saucer. She couldn't shake the feeling that someone was playing tricks on her, but each time she looked around, the empty rooms offered no answers.

It was on the night of a thunderstorm that everything changed. Lightning illuminated the mansion's darkened interior, casting eerie shadows that danced along the walls. (Y/N) found herself drawn to the doll, her fingers tracing its delicate features in the dim light.

And then, as the thunder roared and rain beat against the windows, she heard a whisper so faint it might have been her own imagination. "(Y/N)…" The voice seemed to emanate from within the doll itself.

Startled, she stumbled back, her heart racing. But then, as if responding to an unseen presence, the doll's eyes blinked. A shock of realization coursed through her: the doll was no mere doll; it was a conduit to something more.

"(Y/N)…" The voice was clearer this time, resonating through the room. She watched in awe as the doll's porcelain skin began to soften, its limbs shifting, as if a dormant life was awakening.

And then, from the doll's heart, a figure emerged. A man, dressed in period clothing, stood before her, his eyes fixed upon her with a mix of curiosity and caution. It was Brahms Heelshire himself, or a spectral semblance of him.

For a heartbeat, time seemed to stand still as they stared at each other in silence. (Y/N) was taken aback by the unexpected turn of events, her heart pounding in her chest. But amidst the shock and fear, an unspoken understanding passed between them.

The man, or whatever he was, spoke softly, his voice tinged with both melancholy and yearning. "You did not flee, as others before you have. Why?"

With a steady breath, (Y/N) met his gaze. "I believe that even the most peculiar of situations deserve a chance to be understood. And, in all honesty, I've grown fond of the company, even if it's a doll or a spectral form."

A ghostly smile touched his lips, and for the first time, she saw a glimmer of warmth in his eyes. "You’re courageous , (Y/N)."

And so, an unusual connection was forged within the walls of Heelshire Manor — a connection that transcended the boundaries between the living and the spectral. As (Y/N) continued her role as caretaker, the enigmatic Brahms Heelshire ventured forth from his hidden existence within the doll, revealing himself to her in a way no one else had dared to witness.

Over the course of the next few months and then two years, an unexpected bond blossomed between (Y/N) and Brahms. As the seasons changed, so did their relationship, evolving into something far beyond what (Y/N) could have ever anticipated. She had become accustomed to Brahms' spectral presence, his masked face a constant companion. Despite his initial mysterious aura, she found comfort in his company and the intriguing conversations they shared.

Brahms, for his part, reveled in the connection he had forged with (Y/N). No longer confined to the doll's form, he wandered the mansion's halls and rooms, always keeping a respectful distance from her. Yet, he was undeniably clingy, often hovering nearby, his presence an unspoken reassurance. His touch starvation, accumulated over years of isolation, drove him to seek her proximity. Whether it was watching her read in the library or tending to the mansion's gardens, he was there, his masked face silently observing.

Their bond deepened, and with time, their relationship took an unexpected turn. The unspoken attraction that had simmered between them evolved into a romantic connection. Their feelings grew steadily, and one evening, as the sun set over the mansion's sprawling gardens, Brahms removed his mask, revealing his disfigured face to (Y/N). She met his gaze without flinching, accepting him just as he was.

They became a couple, their connection forged in the quiet moments they shared, the lingering glances, and the touch of their hands. (Y/N) found herself drawn to his vulnerability and complexity, and he was captivated by her acceptance and compassion.

However, even as their relationship thrived, an undercurrent of unease began to surface. Brahms, though no longer confined to the doll, remained deeply afraid of losing (Y/N). His history of people fleeing from his presence had left scars that ran deep. His clinginess intensified, a silent plea for her to stay by his side.

As the months turned into years, Brahms' fear only grew. He watched as (Y/N) went about her daily routines, her calm demeanor seemingly unfazed by his constant presence. Yet, he couldn't shake the thought that his clinginess might drive her away. The fear of rejection gnawed at him, an invisible specter that haunted his every interaction with her.

One evening, as they sat by the fireplace, the crackling flames casting shadows on the walls, Brahms hesitated before speaking. "I fear that my need for your presence might become unbearable," he confessed, his voice tinged with vulnerability.

(Y/N) turned to him, her eyes soft and understanding. "Brahms, you're not driving me away. I'm here because I choose to be. Your presence doesn't suffocate me; it's become a comfort."

He looked at her with a mix of hope and trepidation, struggling to believe her words. "But I'm constantly clinging to you, fearing that you might vanish like the others."

Gently, she reached out and took his hand. "Brahms, you're not alone anymore. I'm not going anywhere. We'll face your fears together."

A fragile smile graced his lips as he intertwined his fingers with hers, the weight of his vulnerability lessening, if only by a fraction. With her steady presence by his side, he dared to hope that he could overcome his past and embrace the happiness that had entered his life.

Their journey was far from easy, but with time, patience, and unwavering support, (Y/N) and Brahms forged a love that transcended the boundaries of the living and the spectral. And through it all, they learned that sometimes, the most profound connections are born from the places where fear and acceptance collide.

[thecutestgrotto]

Hiii I love your dividers, I have so many saved already😭 can I please request anything BRATZ related? Thank you❤️

Hii! Omg you’re so sweet, I’m glad you like everything. I can absolutely do some Bratz stuff for you! 🩵🌸

Bratz

[v1x3n]

BARBIE GIRL .ᐟ

♡ ⋮ SYNOPSIS

you meet john price at Kyles birthday, who knows what could come next? moodboard

♡ ⋮ PAIRING

bimbo reader x john price.

‪‪♡‬ ⋮ TAGS

kinda slow burn , fluff , eventual smut , ongoing.

KYLES PARTY // fluff

♡ ... you meet a tall, bearded man during a friends birthday party, hopefully you would see him again?

"A DATE?" // fluff , suggestive

♡ ... you find john on tinder, quickly setting up a cute date you two hit it off!

'' we can get a little freaky boy, a little naughty ,,

[pascals-doll]

˚୨୧⋆ 𝑾𝑬𝑳𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑬 ˚୨୧⋆ 𝑾𝑬𝑳𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑬 ˚୨୧⋆

ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏~ ♡ disclaimer: most content is nsfw but it is obviously labeled ! my sfw content will be 15+ | YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR UR OWN CONSUMPTION!

rquest m.list (coming soon ) | taglist

personal mood board | one

JAVIER PEÑA

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * PLAYING DANGEROUS | MUSIC FIC

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * LIKE YOU MAD AT ME

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * MINI SKIRT

JOEL MILLER

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * LIKE A VIRGIN | MUSIC FIC

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * DADDYS HOME

SMUT ♡ ⃗ *CORRUPT BUNNY

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * SUNDRESS SZN | drabble

ELLIE WILLIAMS

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * UNWANTED SMOKE SESSIONS

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * DONT MAKE A FUCKIN’ SOUND, HANDS UP

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * BEST YOU’VE HAD

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * CANDY | V-DAY SPECIAL 💒 | MUSIC FIC

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * BED OF ROSES

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * SO HIGH | 4/20 SPECIAL 🍃

FLUFF 🐇 . *. ⋆·˚ ༘ *༄ SANRIO TRIO | SFW

FLUFF 🐇 . *. ⋆·˚ ༘ *༄ WAKE’N’BAKE | SFW

ABBY ANDERSON

SMUT ♡ ⃗ * B.A.S

~˚✧₊⁎⁺˳ series masterlists ~˚✧₊⁎⁺

GATÚBELA— 『••✎••』 follow your journey with ellie after just leaving your cheating relationship and on the search to find a part of you that’s missing. ellie williams is the answer.

[heartfullofleeches]

Pin the Living Doll/Doll Maker

A masterlist for my Yan oc - Pin. A living doll vessel to a deity with image issues that longs to be loved by another in the way it cannot love themself

Play with Me - Intro Post

Thoughts on Pin as a Body Pillow

Doll Enthusiast Darling

A kiss from Pin

Jealous Pin

A glimpse at their true form

Pin finding one of their vessels stolen by another entity

Pin being sold by their darling for another doll

Pin meeting Doll Darling

Pin & Doll Darling in a toy store

Jester Darling attracting Pin with their doll making skills

Pin finding out their darling is a monster fucker [Crackpost]

Pull String Pin

Cuddling Pin in Bed

Kissing True Form Pin

Hayride - Halloween Special

Domestic Hcs

Delivery Person Darling delivering Pin

Can Pin have sex?

Pin Nsfw Hcs

Darling's friend realizing they're alive [crackpost]

Doll Marker Darling

Can Pin Mirror the appearance of other dolls?

Thoughts on Chucky/Annabelle

Pin with Self Deprecating Darling

Button the living Doll

An offshoot of Pin made from left over soot from their body gaining sentience

Button Hcs

How did Pin feel about them

[cemeteryvalentine]

angel's chronicles⋆｡ ˚༘ ♫

🎶 hellooo <3 my name is angel :3 i am 1800, and ghanaian american ^___^ ☼♋︎ ☾♉︎ ↑♍︎

🐇 i love love loveeee oddities, trinkets, fashion, music, astrology, art, flowers, vintage dolls, film, and cute bugs n animals ^__^ liiike ladybugs, moths, deer, and kittens :3

🗝️ my purpose on this site is 2 repost pretty things ofc, provide advice 2 fellow weird girls like me <33, and occasionally post my own studies on astrology ^__^

my astro chronicle 🌙:

weird girl tips 🐇:

coming soon <33

my socials 🗝️:

ig: cherubsgrave, twitter: cherubsyndrome, pinterest: cherubsgrave

thank uuu 4 reading <333 i leave here a sweet song as my goodbye gift ^____^

[kissesforsatoru]

TOKYO REVENGERS — 東京リベンジャーズ

⚠︎ all of the works below have dark underlying themes that may make some people uncomfortable. please be sure to read all of the tw’s/cw’s listed at the top of each post and continue at your own discretion. if anything is not tagged, please let me know and i will fix it as soon as i can. ⚠︎

characters available for request : mikey, baji, izana, sanzu, ran, rindou, kazutora, shinichirou, wakasa, kakucho, and kokonoi.

for my mini series’ please check the tag(s) linked

for thirsts, please see the ꗃ whispered secrets 💭 tag

┌ THOUGHTS, HEADCANONS, SNIPPETS AND VIGNETTS !

⊹ ⸝⸝ general yandere baji

⊹ ⸝⸝ general yandere mikey

⊹ ⸝⸝ general yandere izana

⊹ ⸝⸝ general yandere wakasa

⊹ ⸝⸝ weak for your growls | baji

⊹ ⸝⸝ when reader is a cop | izana

⊹ ⸝⸝ when you’re pregnant | hanma

⊹ ⸝⸝ poly dynamic | mikey and izana

⊹ ⸝⸝ how dare you insult them | bonten! mikey, sanzu, rindou, ran

⊹ ⸝⸝ meeting his childhood sweetheart | bonten! mikey

⊹ ⸝⸝ when you’re being mistreated by your bf | mikey, izana, koko

⊹ ⸝⸝ socially anxious darling | mikey, baji, wakasa

⊹ ⸝⸝ not actually a one night stand | mikey, izana

┌ SERIES AND FICS !

“ ♡ „ series: eternal devotion | prince!izana kurokawa x fem!reader

— ꒰ major warnings: general yandere themes, abuse of power, coercion, master/servant relationships, possessive behavior, heavy stockholm syndrome, virgin!reader.

“ ♡ „ want you so bad | bully!kazutora hanemiya x fem!reader

— ꒰ major warnings: general yandere themes, dub-con, semi-public sex, teasing/degradation, (vague) bullying.

“ ♡ „ lay me down, tie me up | ran haitain x fem!reader

— ꒰ major warnings: general yandere themes, thoughts about non-con but no actual non-con, virgin!reader, bondage.

“ ♡ „ mine forever | bonten!sanzu haruchiyo x gn!reader

— ꒰ major warnings: general yandere themes, threats, violence (thoughts, behavior), possessive behavior, unhealthy relationships.

© 2023 by kissesforsatoru━all rights reserved. plagiarism is strictly prohibited. comments, likes, and reblog are highly appreciated.

[dazed-dollie]

dazed-dollie’s Writing and Tag Masterlist

original writing tags

#dazed drops - my original hypno themed writing generally shorter includes inductions and other hypno thought (hehe) experiments

#dollie does it - ask responses

#dollie's drabbles - shorter bimbo brain hornyposting

#dollie's dramas - longer, serial sexy short stories

#dollie's diaries - reflective musings on kinks, dynamics, and kink spaces

#self care for kinky cuties - writing about self care in kink spaces mostly poems

#dollie in the wild - inspired by "irl" experiences (original and reblog)

#dollhouse keeping - blog updates and announcements

mood tags (original and reblog posts)

#soft dollie - soft kinks/mood

#dark dollie - hard(er) kinks/mood

#spooky dollie - horror kinks/content/mood

#switchy dollie - switch/Top mood

#good dollies take care of themselves - self care quotes/content

#top tier - favorites of all varieties and posts that made me double take

aesthetic tags (mostly reblog posts)

#beautiful fascinations - things I find beautiful (mostly sfw)

#dizzie dollie - spirals and drops

#dollie's decorations - cute doll and bimbo outfits/accessories

#dollie darlings - girls I think are pretty

#mahogany dolls - girls I think are pretty and to show some love and appreciation for pretty dolls of all different colors and shades

#baddies can be bimbos too - the "baddie" aesthetic as a bimbo aesthetic

formatting notes:

purple text is for mantras, dominance, conditioning

pink text is for pleasure, lust, corruption

my self-care posts and poems may contain sensitive subject matter and will be tagged appropriately and will be titled with quote font and color-coding for these is done for aesthetic purposes and doesn’t follow the usual format

so welcome and thank you for visiting my mind…take a look around and I hope you enjoy your stay…

[candlecoo]

Wooden Doll AU, can we have a special mask masterlist? I love each of them, but sometimes I think “that would be a neat idea” but have no clue if it’s already been done…

Kitsune, ghost and rabbit

Bat, neko and dragon

Dove/angel

Kappa

Crow

Spider

Lion dog

Jester

Incubus

Oni's

Masquerade

Day of the dead

Unicorn

Toon

These are all the masks with official sheets and data, masks that don't have official sheets like fawn and Phoenix will be added at a later date.

[toychest321]

To make the process run more smoothly, I've created a spreadsheet for the Fundraiser Masterlist

I am asking anyone who reads this to please donate to the fundraisers listed, any amount helps get them closer to their goal! No one deserves to go through the hell these people are going through 🙏

[th4saapobangpo]

⋆Simon Riley (ghost) Masterlist⋆

Minors DNI !! ✮= Fluff, 🪽= Angst,♜= smut,🎧= Platonic friendship,🧸= lesbian,€= Yandere,🕶️= age gap .. etc

Moodboards

*Yet to create some*

One shots

*Yet to write some*

Full stories

*Yet to write some*

Drabbles

*Yet to write some*

Headcanons

*Yet to write some*

[archive-doll]

𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓵

𝒹𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑒. ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

My pronouns are they/her. I am a twenty-five years old Frenchie ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ have mostly no idea of what i am doing. currently watching animal documentaries, still very much into animal crossing, reading manga as per usual, and sometimes i write too.

Please do not take any of my work, and do not repost anywhere else! these are my original creations; they take a lot of my time, and I would like to keep them that way. thank you!

MDNI - this blog is not for you!

i do not allow homophobia, racism, and any type of hate. you will get blocked and reported.

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⊹₊ ⋆ REQUESTS are open! be respectful pls.

♡? LATEST WORK! → siren!gaz × kraken!könig × arachnee!billy

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under #doll write, you will find my stories. This blog will contain dark content at one point of another. Trigger warning is written on top of my posts. Read at your own risk.

© archive-doll - all rights reserved. reposting or modifying, including translating or use on AI, is not permitted. original characters are not my own, but the stories and the writing are.