#amputee doll

[amputee-barbie]

I made a prostetic leg for my new draculaura doll with the damaged knee.She will be great!

[cannondisabledcharacters]

Today's disabled character of the day is this unnamed fashion doll from Kmart, who is an amputee and uses a prosthetic leg

Requested by @ctxrover

[Image Description: Photo of a plastic doll with long brown hair and brown eyes. She is wearing a light blue skirt, black sleeveless shirt, and white shoes. She has a light blue prosthetic leg with a skin color prosthetic foot. She has a medium skin tone.]

[theswitchsteinenigma]

My most recent paper doll~

She doesn’t have a name yet, I can’t explain to you the inspo, I cannot elaborate what her interests are without someone calling me a freak and i cannot insinuate more about this characters possible intentions.

All the paper dolls in the dollhouse are just as strange mysterious and freaky deaky.

[kiwi-duckquack]

Hello tumblr

This is Jamie and Spiderman from Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse

I have decided they're brothers

[anothersssarchive]

old drawing of Shane's furry fawn form

[dreamdropsystemarchive]

old system doodles

Allison, Star

Magenta, Andy

[americangirlstar]

just realized lanie could pull off a GREAT rachel walker cosplay from rainbow magic. which doll do we think could be kirsty cause this could be adorable af

[germcore]

just a little baby angel fawn.. - Shane

[amputee-barbie]

Do you like my earrings?

[alsoanyways]

androids and true ai exist in TAUT and I so badly want to make a girl band with the word “dolls” in the name

[cannondisabledcharacters]

Today’s disabled character of the day is Barbie Fashionistas Doll 146 from The Barbie toy line, who is an amputee

Requested by @avatoytrunk

[Image Description: Photo of a barbie with a golden prosthetic left leg. She is wearing white shoes, a silver bracelet, red lipstick, and white hairbands. She is also wearing blue sleeveless dress with ruffs and white stars on it. Her hair is pulled back into a front and back braid.]

[secretivemessenger]

okay im way too far into brainrotting about an amputee bf that i wrote a whole thirst thing about it.

☆ cw: top m!reader , cock-warming , calling a hole 'cunt' like once , belly bulge

★ not proof-read

☆ dark nsfw content ahead

Imagine being with someone whose both legs are amputated. He's completely dependent on you as you feed him, carry him around, fuck him like a worthless slut.

Imagine him whining and thrashing around as you have him cockwarm you while you tap around on your phone. Manhandling him into your lap, easily slipping his shorts off to gain easy access since he doesn't wear any underwear, shove him down firmly on your cock and feel him tightly clench around you. His little, tiny cock would squirt pre all over his stomach as he whines and whimpers while you focus solely on your phone. Whenever he would move, you would tightly hold his waist and give a harsh smack to his ass, making him gasp and stay still as you whisper sweet words to him about how good he's doing for you.

Imagine doing your little office work to see him crawling over to you under the table, he would use his hands to help him up, but he still wouldn't be able to reach. Won't you help the poor man up? You would if it wasn't so fun watching him struggle and cry out for you to help him. Whoops, and your hard just from seeing his tears and his miserable state. You would slip down your pants and boxers all together and grab him harshly by the hair, pulling his whole body up till his mouth is just on your tip as you tell him, "Get to work; I'll help ya stay up."

Imagine his lips sloppily wrapping around the head of your cock as you hold up his body. Swirling his tongue around the tip, slurping on it like it was the most delicious dessert he ever tasted, shoving his tongue inside the foreskin and pushing it back to finally reveal the head. Using his hand to fondle your balls while he focuses solely on your head. Yes, adorable and all, but it's not enough for you. Hold his head in place and thrust into it like a sex toy, no matter how hard he cries and begs for you to slow down while your cock fucks his mouth. His small cock leaking pre would be your indicator that he's loving it. Not like you need one; you know he loves it when you fuck his throat like a cheap whore.

Imagine being unable to pay any attention to him as you're very tired; he would beg and try to seduce you into fucking him, but you can't. So you lay down and drop down your pants and tell him to do it himself. You would watch closely as he strokes and plays with your cock to get you hard and into shape, then he would use his hands to support himself onto your cock; he doesn't even have any need to prepare himself as your yesterday activities were enough to have his hole ready to take you at any time. But he still needs a bit of adjustments as he tries to slowly lower himself on your cock using his only method of support, which is his hands, although he's not very strong when you're not helping him, so you would grunt when the power in his hands fails him, making him drop balls deep on your cock. A loud scream could be heard as you felt a warm liquid on your stomach, realizing he came just by being impaled on your cock. God, you wanted to watch him struggle on your cock more, but how could you just lay there while he looked this miserable?

Imagine losing all morale at that scene, not like you had any. Just grab a hold of his waist with your hands and bounce him up and down your cock, thrusting up at the same time fucking him fast and deep. Not long, and he's cumming all over himself again. It never fails to amaze you how tight he can get, like his only purpose is to be a milking toy for your cock, a reusable 'cunt' for you to dump all your fluids into. How much time has passed? You haven't a clue, all you know is that you came so many times deep inside of him. You manhandled him into many positions, hugging his waist and fucking into him like he was a sex doll, pressing him against the mattress, fucking him hard enough that he almost fell off the egde bed, so deep inside of him his stomach bulged with your cock. Press on it and watch him cum all-over himself once again. After you were finally satisfied, you would just leave him panting and crying on the bed with a dildo almost as big as your own cock lodged inside his hole, preventing even a single drop of your cum to slip out as you went to shower, leaving him to lay in the dirty bed surrounded by his own filth.

oh man i may be going insane i need more of this, idk what happened to me but i felt the sudden urge to write this forgive me.

[amputee-barbie]

It,s good to see she is happy with my gift!Have fun with it Jennifer!

359. Someone received a surprise package this morning from @amputee-barbie and is delighted

[randybutternubber]

BABY HUNTER @local-gemstone-lover @teastarfall since I know you’ll want to see this and @keikoyume since my design was inspired from yours. He’s supposed to be wearing his raccoon skin cap but I FORGORRR

Basically, the hunter was a child soldier. This was inspired from a few theories that the hunter was a war veteran, the much older theory that LN is a post WWII world, and an old piece of fan art of six hiding beneath a trench wall with a soldier right above her. Outside of LN, he’s also inspired by the boy from a manwha called The Horizion and Atari from Isle Of Dogs

Most stories and characters in LN tend to involve themes of things that scare children. I chose war- it’s indiscriminately violent, near impossible to control, and often impacts children.

Edit: I forgot to mention, there is also a song that plays from the TVs in the pale city called “scout whistle” which has a very military march type vibe while also still having a very playful like tune to it, which was also an inspiration- plus the raccoon skin cap is referred to as the “scout cap”

(Note: none of this is intended to demonize amputees or people with facial disfigurements. It’s inspired off of WWII facial prosthetics and limbs which were very unique and a huge step in helping veterans)

Basically, the hunter was taken to the nowhere at a young age. He spent a few years at a military training school. Older children at the school tended to have a lot of mannequin and porcelain doll/bully like parts, basically they were being slowly replaced.

He tried to escape with a few other kids. While running through a field, the child next to him stepped on a land mine, instantly killing them and severely injuring the hunter, who’s left side was basically screwed. He was taken back to the school after. (let’s just pretend it lines up with his burlap eye hole, I forgot what side it was on 😭)

He got a prosthetic arm, although it was quite uncomfortable and pretty stiff along with being very heavy (very different from actual prosthetics as he can actually control quite a bit of it since it’s more similar to whatever animates the mannequins)

Once he recovered somewhat, he escaped and ended up in the wilderness where he kind of went a bit nutty because of the lack of people and used taxidermy and alcohol as a way to cope. Imagine waking up every day to noise and other people next to you, not having a moment to yourself for YEARS and then all the sudden, that’s all gone. It’s so quiet you can hear your own heartbeat when before you could barely hear yourself talk. That was incredibly hard for him to adjust to, although he grew to prefer solitude and sees things like TVS and most other people as intruders who are encroaching onto his home.

Years later, the doctor would give him a new prosthetic arm (since the old one would obviously be too small) and do facial reconstruction surgery on him as the initial treatment and the way that the hunter was taking care of that side of his face wasn’t a long term solution. Without the mask, he basically looks like Keikoyume’s hunter.

As an adult, quite a few parts of him are taxidermy. He only started wearing the bag over his head once he started to make his… “family” out of people he shot and stuffed.

Poor guy

I wrote this on mobile multiple times because of accidentally deleted it so that’s why the grammar is ass

[bludraws094]

ever after high has yuri

just not the two main characters

^ darling (the daughter of prince (or rather king) charming) kissing apple on the lips (this happened after her brother, daring, (who had been established as apples love interest, and was assumed to be the one who would save her in her fairy tale,) could not wake her up with a kiss)

iirc they canceled the show right after this, so there was never confirmation that it was actually meant to be gay and not "haha look at those two galpals #girlpower amiright?"

have you read the ever after high book trilogy?

the storybook of legends, the unfairest of them all, and a wonderlandiful world?

have you read the trilogy?

the trilogy has information that wasnt revealed in the show. the trilogy has entirely new plot lines (mainly in the second and third). if you havent read it, you should

i mostly watched monster high if im being honest i just remember seeing the two main characters and being like “YURI” when i watched ever after high

[turtletaubwrites]

part 2 to my lovely patron pretty please?? or just like anything with zeff works too lol

Thank you so much for the request! I've made part 2 for My Lovely Patron, and I hope you enjoy it!

My Lovely Patron ~ Part 2

Pairing: Red Leg Zeff x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1922

Ao3 Link

Summary: You are a journalist following a story about fishmen attacking a floating restaurant. You tried to ply the head chef with wine for some details, but ended up getting more than you bargained for. Your story may be a bust, but you've still got time to kill, and you know exactly how you'd like to spend it.

Rating/Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, 18+ Only, MDNI, AFAB!Reader, She/Her Pronouns for Reader, Reader Insert, Smut, Fluff, Age Difference, Flirting, Alcohol, Condoms, Penis in Vagina Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Size Kink, Praise Kink, Pet Names, Zeff is an amputee, mention of peg leg and removing it, Shameless Smut

A/N: Part 1 was my first request ever, and it was so fun to write. I wouldn't have thought to write for Zeff without the ask, but I'm so glad I did! There's something about this old chef 👨🏼‍🍳💛

It was getting late, but you didn’t want to go back to that ship now. Not when this handsome old pirates' skilled fingers had just sent you screaming to the night sky. Not while his deep laugh was still rumbling through your body as he told you more stories of his adventures.

Running your fingers up and down your water glass, you bit your lip as you worked up your nerve.

It looked like this trip was going to be for pleasure instead of business, and you couldn’t be mad about it. 

“What’s got ya smilin’ like that, girl?”

Zeff grinned at you over his wine glass, and your skin flushed at his knowing smile.

You cleared your throat as you straightened in your chair, leaning forward slightly. 

“I was just thinking that I’d rather not sleep on that ship tonight.”

Humming, he set his glass down, and rested his hand on his knee as he leaned toward you. 

“And just where would ya like to sleep, doll?”

Your face was burning now, and you fought to keep your voice steady instead of squeaking. His sparkling eyes burned into your skin, and you shivered.

“With you, chef. If that’s alright?”

He beamed, staring at you for a moment. 

“How could I deny my lovely patron?”

Zeff stood, reaching out for you to take his hand. He guided you out of your seat, and again you felt suddenly small. He wasn’t a pirate anymore, but the way he carried himself, and the broad expanse of his body made you feel delicate, fragile.

He brought his hand to rest on the back of your neck, looking over your face before he spoke.

“Let me take care of ya, sweetheart.”

His strong hand gripped you as he leaned down for a kiss. The tickle of his goatee and braided mustache were balanced with the slow, warm pressure of his lips, and the tease of his tongue as you opened for him. His free hand found your hip, pulling you close, and you hummed as your hands ran along his sides. 

“Let’s get outta here.”

His large hand gripped yours, and you couldn’t stifle a giggle as he led you through the empty restaurant. He gave you a wink as he pulled you along, and you realized you wouldn’t have been able to find your way back, the anticipation was too distracting. 

The steady rhythm of his steps with his wooden peg leg felt like the thumping of your heart until your rhythm sped too fast. 

Finally, a dark wooden door was before you, and he tilted his head down, catching your eyes. 

“Sure ya wanna spend the night with me, darlin’? I can find an empty bed if ya don’t wanna go back to that ship.”

Your body relaxed, and you grinned up at him.

“I’m sure, chef.”

A satisfied hum vibrated through him, making you sigh as he opened the door. 

His room was large, and smelled of wood, smoke, and that rich scent of his skin. A large wooden desk was covered in papers, and a set of glassware with a bottle of whiskey. There were interesting items around the room that you wanted to focus on, wondering if he’d picked them up during his adventures. 

But the bed caught your eye, covered in dark red blankets, a bit rumpled as if he’d rushed to make it in the morning. It was huge, plenty of room for his large frame. And maybe one more, you thought as you chewed your lip. 

Zeff poured himself a small glass of whiskey, lifting the bottle to ask you, but you shook your head. You were glad you’d cut yourself off earlier, you had a feeling you’d like to enjoy and remember tonight clearly. 

After a small sip, Zeff leaned against his desk, and looked you up and down.

“Why don’t ya get comfortable, sweetheart?”

Nerves tingled through you as he winked. You set your purse by the bed, then undressed while the old pirate watched your every movement. You noticed as his eyes grew dark, and he gave a short intake of breath when you were fully nude. 

With a smile, he nodded toward the bed.

“Go on now, love.”

You obeyed, crawling to lean against the pillows and headboard. He set his glass down, and moved toward the foot of the bed. 

You spread your legs for him, and his mouth went slack while you teased your fingers around your clit, showing him how wet he’d made you earlier. 

“Mm, such a good pet for me.”

His voice was even deeper, the heat of it making you gasp as he removed his shirt, and the small scarf around his neck. His body was large, with muscles and weight to it, his skin accentuated with some blonde, but mostly gray hair.

Holding your breath as you watched him strip, your eyes went wide as he pulled his pants down, revealing his thick cock that matched his large stature. He winked at you again as you watched his partially hard cock growing while he looked at your body on display for him.

He sat at the edge of the bed and removed his peg leg, letting his pants fall to the floor before crawling up the bed toward you. 

Your eyes fought to look at his instead of the impressive shaft bobbing toward you. 

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I don’t have protection in here, so ya won’t have to fit all of me in the sweet little body of yours.”

“I, uh.. I have a condom.”

Zeff’s wicked grin felt searing on your skin as you pointed toward your purse. He handed it over, chuckling as you pulled out the condom for him. 

“Let’s get you ready first, sugar. I want a taste.”

Zeff had moved between your legs, and you couldn’t help another nervous laugh as you spread for him. He moved his hand over you, massaging your clit with his thumb as he watched your face. 

“Such a good little girl. Let me take good care of ya.”

Zeff wrapped his big hands around your hips, and brought his mouth down. You giggled again as his long mustache tickled the inside of your thighs. Then you gasped as his lips pressed a kiss to your clit, before his tongue explored your folds, tasting the pleasure he’d already brought you. 

“Oh, Zeff,” you moaned softly, running your hands into your own hair as you squirmed under him. 

The tickle of his facial hair only added to the sensations as he dipped his tongue into your entrance, swirling inside you as his nose rubbed against your clit. His tongue found its way there again as he brought one of his thick fingers to push inside you.

You tried to keep your moans quiet, but he lifted his mouth away to watch your face. 

“Come now, girl, it’s just us in here. Be a good pet, and let me hear ya.”

He added another thick finger as he commanded you, and you gave him what he wanted. 

“Yes, chef,” you breathed before letting your moans out, his fingers dragging more and more noises from you as they curled against that sweet, desperate spot.

He chuckled against your skin, the vibrations taking you over the edge until you were twitching around him, mouth hanging open as you grasped his hair, holding him against you while you rode the waves.

He crawled up to sit beside you, leaning against the headboard while he gave you a smile. You moaned again at the sight of him licking the taste of you from his lips, then shivered as he kissed your temple.

“How ya doing, love?”

You could have passed out right then, all the pleasure he’d given you tonight making your body loose and warm. 

But you saw his own need standing straight up beside you, and you reached across his lap to grasp onto it.

He groaned softly as you used both of your hands to move along his length, the size of it making your body tighten. 

“Mm, such a good little pet. How ‘bout ya come sit on my lap again, pretty girl?”

Nodding, you stroked the condom onto his skin, rolling your hands down his shaft and into his wiry, gray hair. You rubbed your fingers from there up his body, enjoying the feeling of his coarse hair and solid muscles, until your hands found his shoulders.

His dark eyes didn’t lose that sparkle as he watched you line yourself up. He grasped your hips, holding you steady while you started to move your body down his, your wetness helping you to take in the size of him.

You couldn’t help but hold your breath as you let him fill you up, stretching you, until you were gasping as he was fully hilted within you. 

“You really are such a good little girl, aren’t ya?”

“Mmhm,” you moaned, still adjusting to him. 

“Let me feel this pretty cunt of yours, doll.”

His words were like heat through your body, making you shake as he guided your hips, helping you ride him. 

It wasn’t long before you were falling apart, unable to hold yourself up. You lay across his chest, the roughness of his hair moving against you with every thrust he helped you with. 

He took one large hand, rubbing it along your back as he grunted softly.

Flipping you over easily, he grasped one of your wrists in his hand as he looked down at your face. You knew you were gone, already so fucked, and he chuckled at the sight of your heavy lidded eyes, your tongue hanging loose for him. 

His thrusts became heavier, slamming into you with the weight of his powerful body.

“Do you like what this old man can give ya, girl? You wanted this old man to fuck ya?”

“F-Fuck, yes, chef!”

He groaned then, bringing his hand to your face now, cradling your cheek with his warm fingers while your eyes rolled back in your head.

“That’s a good girl. Let me feel ya now. Come for me, pet.”

His words poured through you until your body was clenching on him, milking his cock while you screamed his name, your nails digging into his arms. 

Zeff’s movements staggered, and he groaned, lending his voice to your moans while you felt his twitching length, coming inside you. 

He pulled himself out, but stayed above you, resting his forehead against yours while your breaths evened out. 

“Be right back, love.”

He grabbed a cane, and went to an adjacent room, the sound of water running before he returned with a towel. 

“Here ya are, sweetheart.”

His pleased smile brought your own, and you rolled closer to him as he helped you clean with a warm towel. 

“Still wanna sleep in here, doll? I can find another bed for ya.”

Still feeling shy, you shook your head.

“Here sounds nice, if that’s okay.”

“Of course, darlin.”

He crawled into bed, moving the covers aside, and patted beside him.

“Come on, pet. Cozy up.”

Huffing a laugh, you lay beside his warm body, his arms wrapping around you as you let yourself relax. 

This was not how you’d planned this trip to go. You had no leads on a story. But at least you had a good time.

In fact, you may come to visit this floating restaurant more often. 

It’s got great service, you thought as you fell asleep with a smile.

Thank You for Reading! 💜

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A/N: This was so fun, let me know if there are other characters you'd like to see!

Tag List for Zeff: @thewildomega I hope you enjoy it!

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