#ball jointed figurine

[annyo-d]

Pretty proud of this one ball jointed figurine!!

Also had fun editing photos)👏

[mazovshanka]

Yesterday I finally took some photos of Caspar and the raven. I decided to show Caspar as a fighter. He's skilled with daggers and sabre. He's a wanderer so he has to protect himself from villains and dangerous creatures. He also has a mysterious guardian - a raven watching him from afar. That raven has metallic shiny feathers and ruby eyes. Caspar doesn't know why the bird follows him but somehow he feels the raven's not evil.

I have to say it's very tricky to find decent props at a good price. Since I couldn't find 1/4 scale daggers, I had to use some metal charms. The miniature replica of Polish sabre from 1921 looks much better, though it's too heavy for the doll to wield it. The raven's also too small for my boy. I suppose the perspective can do the trick in the photos. I customised the bird a little. I used copper antique paste on its feathers and painted the eyes ruby red. Well, it's actually more magenta but since natural rubies do have such hue, I guess it's OK. Nevertheless, I like how it all turned out.

[panda-dolliess]

Loungin' 💙😘

[jaeharuart]

Only real-life photo the internet's getting out of me, but I got some sculpting clay and tools for Chrunkmas this year and I've been slowly making this lil' dude : 3 and wanted to show him off so far : 3 he's almost got a whole head and face lol

[yungjuliet]

need more doll collecting people to follow!! dolls but also doll-like collectibles (blind box miniatures for example) too. i'm just starting out but so far i'm interested in:

Dolls:

Rainbow/Shadow High

L.O.L

Bratz

Monster High

Figurine Blindboxes:

Meow Meowlly Queen's Daily Life

HAOHAINA Cassy Cat Drinks

BEEMAI Ghost Bear

BEEMAI Fruity Fairy

BEEMAI MJ Studio Emma Secret Forest

BEEMAI Glico After-school

HAOHAINA Incredible

BEEMAI NiNiZee Yummy House

BEEMAI Teenar

BEEMAI Tea Time Cats

BEEMAI Antu Dreamlike Party

POPMART SKULLPANDA

ICY Fortune Days

planning on making posts dedicated to all of these on this blog throughout the next couple of weeks, if you're curious about any of them :) i follow from main but please don't tag my main for doll-related content, tag @yungjuliet (this sideblog). thanks!!

[wuffz]

球体関節人形 id: ilykkuma

[kedsandtubesocks]

this high of you & me

Lucien Flores x F!Reader

summary: Lucien Flores is your weed dealer and you think that’s about it

warnings/tags: 18+ MDNI. dealer!Lucien AU, drug use and discussion, shotgunning, sweet giggly moments, mentions of unspecified age gap (reader’s age is not mentioned but Lucien is older) reader and Lucien under the influence but he’s still a consent king, one use of ‘good girl,’ light making out

word count: 1.4k

a/n: I wrote this in a possessed fever after that clip & I know this might not reflect his personality once the movie comes out but I just had to I’m sorry, thank you to @lowlights & @tightjeansjavi for letting me scream about this and if you decide to read this - know I’m thanking you a million times

His house is an eclectic mess.

There’s a framed photo of Gustav Klmit’s ‘The Kiss’ beside a black light poster of a tiger. His awful leather black couch screams of a bachelor refusing to grow up.

“All I have to drink is bad tap water, ginger ale, or a mini grey goose sample.” Lucien yells from his kitchen.

“Uh, the ginger ale is fine.” You answer back.

This is the first time you’ve ever been alone with him.

Normally you’ve only experienced him with your best friend and his boyfriend. They’re the ones, through a friend of a friend, who introduced you to Lucien.

That’s how he became your dealer.

Now as you try to seem busy, you scan the book shelves in his living room.

There are many things that catch your eye -

The Alchemist by Paulo Coehlo, a very abstract but suggestively sexual mini sculpture of two beings entangled in a type of wave like motion, a clear quartz crystal and a cute elephant figurine.

The man known as Lucien Flores is no short close to a chaotic puff of smoke you think you’re never meant to catch.

Behind you, you hear him rearranging things on his coffee table.

“You gonna joint me, or not?”

His pun makes you snort.

On the glass coffee table sits your drink among a cluttered collection of things.

“You asked for the usual right?” He mutters preparing everything like someone out a check out counter.

“Yeah, but I can go after you give me the- ”

“No, no it’s all good.” He reassures quickly, cutting you off. “I got nothing planned and company is always nice.”

He packages up the weed in the typical baggies he uses. This time they're holographic blue, almost matching his charming but strange vibes in a strange way.

“What happened to the dragon ball z themed bags you had?” You ask jokingly.

“Ran out.” He pouts and you grin.

After separating and packing up everything, he moves to start grinding the weed. Then with a click on his remote his stereo flows to life.

Frank Ocean’s ‘Pink + White’ begins playing and illuminates the room.

Small talk comes. Lucien asks about how work is going, any new shows you’ve gotten into.

He’s charming, like a bizzare off highway tourist attraction you can’t seem to leave.

“No need to sit on the floor. Come on. Spots open right here.” Lucien grins patting the couch beside him.

“Your couch is a pain, hate how it sticks to me.” You reply with a scrunch up face.

“Maybe I want you to keep sticking to it?” He offers light and you roll your eyes.

Being a notorious flirt, you try not to fall under his sweet words spell.

You’re about to make a quip back until you see him yank out a fuzzy blanket and spread it across the couch.

“What a gentleman.” You dryly smirk and Lucien shrugs.

But you rise up to sit besides him, close but not comfortably so.

“How much extra is this gonna cost me hm?” You muse watching him pack the bowl.

“Don’t you know the old saying, pretty babes don’t pay?” Lucien remarks so effortlessly.

Your throat gets a bit dry and you’re thankful for the ginger ale wetting your lips.

The lovely glass pipe, swirled with so many unique colors like the silk button up shirts Lucien wears, is handed to you.

“You first.” Lucien grins.

He even lights it for you, a modern day chivalrous knight in his own fucked up unique way.

The first inhale is always a favorite of yours. The smoke fills you, tickles your senses. But you can’t help but cough a bit.

“That’s the good stuff, huh baby?”

The phrasing and how smug his voice purrs out is dangerous.

“It’s one of the new strands I’ve been wanting to try. S’called ‘girl scout cookie.’ Pretty sweet name huh? But kinda makes me wish I could eat some right about now, ya know.” Lucien rambles as you hand the pipe back to him.

You at least appreciate how talkative and alluring he is. Between passing the pipe back and forth to him, you’re pulled into discussions about aliens, music and then, YouTube videos.

“No,” you giggle. “You gotta see this one.”

“If it’s another sad cat video I’m gonna cry and kick you out.” He pouts and you’re overcome with the urge to lean forward and kiss the furrow in between his brows.

You can’t deny how handsome he is. Like, ridiculously so. You know he’s older but there’s a youthfulness to him that’s reassuring. Like his spirit will always stay free. But you know that also seems dangerous after hearing about the list of exes he had from your best friend’s friend.

So very cautiously you tread into this new territory, whatever it is.

You lean closer, hold your phone up and show him your favorite go to funny video.

You can’t even stop the giggles. You wanna blame the weed, but it’s so hard not to laugh even without it. You’re overcome with glee and lean against Lucien’s shoulder. His shoulders shake and you hear the most adorable twinkling giggle.

He’s laughing.

“See!” You urge. “Told you it’s funny!”

“It’s not that! It’s you! You’re making me laugh.” He wheezes out and your heart flutters.

“Then I’ll stop laughing so you can stop laughing and watch!” You reply back determined.

So pressing your lips together, you rewind the video. You and him stay silent. Or you try to. Your lips twitch so terrible wanting to break.

Then Lucien’s shoulders shake again. In seconds you’re both busting out laughing. Your poor phone is forgotten.

This time he howls with an infectious joy and you feel it in your gut, in your bones.

“You weren’t supposed to laugh!” You chide him through the giggles.

“You weren’t either!” He cackles.

You realize you’re practically draped against him, and Lucien even fully leans back into you.

The smoke, the drug, coats everything in a smokey soft haze and with the high creeping its way into your mind, a molteness seeps into you

Lucien smells so good too, clean, cozy, but also like a cologne you wish you could pinpoint.

“Thanks, it’s dolce and gabbana.” Lucien replies.

Your face ignites in flames realizing you must have spoken your thoughts out loud.

You’re about to scramble out from this mess when you peer up and find Lucien staring. His earth soil eyes, softly dusted with a rosy color, hazily watch you.

“Y’smell good too.” He mumbles back.

“Thanks, it’s my fabric softener.” You tell him.

Lucien busts out laughing, a bright firework of a thing and you once again get caught up in how wildly warm he is.

Shaking his head he shifts to grab the pipe.

But his hand slides to rest against your thigh, like it’s a small way of saying don’t move, don’t leave.

And you don’t.

“You wanna try something fun?” He offers.

“Sure.” You don’t know what you might have just agreed too.

Lucien maneuvers, slides his large warm hand to your face and your heart stops. He tilts your head towards him and his thumb softly rubs against you.

“You trust me?”

The soft lull of Frank Ocean continues playing in the background softening this world around you.

You don’t even know if this man has a middle name or not, but you know him enough, or mainly, find yourself wanting to melt more into him.

So you nod quietly.

“Good girl, just keep your mouth open.”

That line takes your breath away.

You have an idea of what’s coming, but even with that, you crumble.

Lucien inhales from the pipe, filling his mouth with smoke. In a blur he moves. It’s like you blink and he’s all around you.

His hand on your face, his body pressed up flush against you and then, his face slowly moving towards you.

With his lips open, he breathes the smoke into your waiting mouth and your eyes shut in bliss. His lips graze against yours, a tease.

You inhale on instinct. Yet your hands move on their own, possessed, to run against his warm broad chest.

Once the smoke is in your mouth and you hold it in, allowing this mixture of the smoke and him to consume you. You also don’t miss the way Lucien himself breathes out.

Then before you can close your mouth, he lets his tongue gently swipe at your top lip, a kitten-like lick.

But it’s divine.

When a soft whine escapes you, Lucien effortlessly dives in to kiss you, cradling your face and steals your breath away again.

Making out with your dealer could probably be one of the dumbest decisions ever. But he’s a unique high of his own, one making you so dizzy, but you think you don't want it to end just yet.

So you melt into this smoke and into him.

And it’s otherworldly bliss.

[ghouljams]

apologies ghoul but i'm a little slow rn and my brain seems to be fried (i'm also really sorry bc this question seems and looks so dumb but i cant help but picture this big hulking built-like-a-fucking-fridge of a man manhandling this tiny little toy when i know it's not but that's what my brain's picturing falsdjkfa)

when you say 'doll', i'm thinking of like a tiny figurine, maybe 4ish inches long. how big is the doll that ghost made? like roughly the size of a barbie or is it something he made himself where it's bigger?

Oh no it's fine, Mr. Ghoul thinks I have appendicitis so we're all having a rough one.

The doll is a mature style, MSD sized, Ball Jointed Doll so between 16.5-19.5 in (or 42-50 cm) tall. Big enough that Ghost can comfortably fuck his fat leaky cock against the poor girl's resin stomach, but small enough that he can also wrap his big meaty hand around its waist and grip it like a cave man.

Also realistic genitalia and nipples because I personally find those dolls to be fascinating.

[riverghost-dolls]

he's up!!

come snatch him if you want him bc there's only one of him for the foreseeable future ♡

[bones-and-whatnot]

Design notes on the imagined “toy forms” of TADC characters

Caine and Kinger are self-explanatory— wind-up teeth and lone chess king

Bubble is not really a “character”, but his image is the mascot on a bottle of bubble fluid. It has been refilled with a soap-and-water mixture many times.

Pomni has a plush body with plastic/porcelain limbs and head. Kaufmo is a fully plush clown doll (the texture of his suit is soft and ridged like a magazine catalogue pillow).

^Sorta like that.

Ragatha once had two painted eyes, but the section of her right eye got ripped apart and was put back together with a button for a replacement eye. As such, the area around her button eye is a little pinched.

Jax is one of those bendy poseable rubber figurines you see at dentists offices and stuff.

Most configurations of Zooble can’t really be stood up properly because their bean body is too heavy to be supported by their spindly little legs. As such, the Zooble toy is often seen “quadrupedal” or just tipped over lying down. Also the hypothetical child does not necessarily always put the Zooble toy together into a humanoid shape. Sometimes it’s just a weird abstract branching thing.

Gangle is two masks. They have ribbons attached so you can tie the mask onto your face. Sometimes, they get tangled up.

The Gloinks are little plastic (wooden?) blocks. The Gloink Queen is the zip-up bag they come in (like the bag Bananagrams pieces are stored in)

Orbsman is a jointed plastic figure. Each of his orbs have that kinda ragged ridge around the middle that plastic ball toys would sometimes have from where they were, like, welded together I guess.

[im-a-blackstar]

So, like

Idk if any of you know about the whole obitsuroid thing. (Teeny ball jointed doll bodies that you can interchange heads and hair on, especially from nendoroid fandom figurines.)

But I got hold of the idea, and I LOVE small custom projects.

So please say hi to little Guilliman.

He took a while to get to this point, but I'm very proud of him. 💙

Future plans include: shading his body + adding his throat scar, finding/making him some sandals, and customizing his clothes with more imperial symbology.

(And eventually, a whole new armored body!)

[annyo-d]

My first ever ball jointed figurine, made this one maybe 4-5 years ago🤔☁️

Still like how he turned out, even with all mistakes heh👏

[3liza]

i think the answer to the medical question you see asked a lot about various trending medical conditions like fibromyalgia, autism, and hypermobility, "why does everyone suddenly have this disorder, this seems fake" is that they just arent that rare and conceptualizing them as "rare disorders" was a simple mistake at the time they were defined. and thinking of them as "disorders" is kind of a misnomer, they definitely cause distress in normal modern contexts but they're perfectly suited to all kinds of other situations, situations i've been in! situations where i was the only person able to ignore hunger or hyperfocus on a time-limited task or make rational and calm decisions while being shot at by cops at a protest because my nervous system is a little different.

at the risk of getting essentialist/evopsych for a minute, there are a LOT of evolutionary reasons 5-20% of the population being for lack of a better term, minmaxed for various tasks, is beneficial. yeah my joints are unstable but i also can climb trees, fit into very small areas like a cat, fold up comfortably in a plane seat, etc. my gastroparesis is constant torture but i also only have to eat as much and as often as your average ball python, and i dont starve to death on a caloric intake that would kill anyone with a normal metabolism. it's really easy to imagine scenarios in the history of humanity where famine or other crises were more survivable because my family had "special abilities" that were a pain in the ass during normal times. creaky knees and the occasional hip subluxation was probably a small price to pay for being able to squeeze through a small gap at the right time, survive hunger and cold, eat less than everyone else, or whatever. people with lipidema are, i think, well-represented in the "venus figurine" record and would have lots of advantages in the circumstances in which they lived.

it's a cold take, social species have always had specialization and labor sorting mechanisms, i just have calmed down a lot in my own brain by internalizing the idea that yeah maybe its harder for me to tolerate going to school than a child without autism, but im better at other stuff than they are, and when we're all in the Human Troop together we are both very useful to each other. which is cool.

you dont even have to do anything to bring value to your family, you can just be there. in general, humans have always taken care of our sick and injured and disabled. anyone who has ever been happy to see someone knows why. i mean we kill each other a lot too but that's also just part of being an animal on planet earth. im just thinking out loud idk.

[panda-dolliess]

🩷💛🩵

[chemos-factories]

Which primarch dolly would be best at taking cock? And I don’t mean fake crying from pleasure like some sex dolls have, but which butthole would be the most slick and accadanting to it’s grith and size? Or: You think like with how imperial fists are all about enduring pain, would Dorn be that type of guy to pretend sexualy as a statue while partner electroduces them and call him his huge brave little dolly?

Hmmmm, very good questions all around. First of all, I must say; I don’t think EVERY primarch would be a doll. Some of them would be dollmakers, and some of them would have no interest in dollification whatsoever.

IMO the list is as follows:

Lion: Doll, only for Sanguinius, reluctant at first but then feels how lovely it is to have his angel fuss over tying his hair back with a ribbon and call him a beautiful doll. Then he’s smitten with the concept. Gets dressed in fancy Caliban court attire and imperial dress uniform, because he’s a little figurine of a knight. Doesn’t get penetrated, but Sanguinius will jack or suck him off at the end of doll time if he behaves.

2: turns out they were a recast knockoff :/

Fulgrim: Doll OR Dollmaker. Partial to the ball jointed doll, EGL kind of look; fluffy petticoats and lace and ruffles abound, big sweet eyes, pink cheeks and lips. Will be a dollmaker for anyone curious, just to help them try it out, and is secretly holding out hope that Konrad will agree to it one day; he has such perfect pale skin, and big dark eyes, and long dark hair, he’d be the perfect doll. Fulgrim gets penetrated by his own dollmaker, easily and eagerly - his cunt is soaked by the time he’s fully dressed, he enjoys it so much, and from there it’s just a matter of pushing his petticoats up.

Perturabo: Neither, but not for lack of trying. He gets too impatient and uncomfortable to be a doll and too frustrated being a dollmaker. He’s asked Fulgrim a few times if he can have a go at him while he’s still in doll headspace though.

Jaghatai: skip I don’t know enough about him

Leman Russ: this guy’s into prey/pred and puppy play, not dolls

Dorn: Yeah kind of exactly what you said, honestly

Konrad: HE WOULD BE SUCH A GOOD DOLL I KNOW HE WOULD. Unfortunately. The everything else about him. Keep asking, Fulgrim, you’ll get him one day. Wouldn’t like penetration, but would like grinding with another doll while their maker watches.

Sanguinius: Dollmaker!! More of a masculine focus with his dolls, dressing them up like decorated generals in parade uniform or fairytale princes. Pretty enough to be a doll himself, but it feels too much like worship to him, and he doesn’t like being worshipped

Ferrus: Another dollmaker! For Fulgrim this time. He doesn’t like an awful lot of frill and decadence in his own life, but when it comes to making sure the ruffles and petticoats sit perfectly on his doll? He’ll be laser-focused on lace. Adores putting on the finishing touches; hair ornaments, jewelry, gently sliding and buckling shoes on. Having Fulgrim so malleable in his grasp just makes him bend his dolly over and fuck him full as soon as he’s dressed.

11: concept for a playline fashion doll that never got past prototyping :(

Angron: DO NOT

Roboute: Another smart-suited fairytale prince doll for Sanguinius! Doesn’t get penetrated, but adores giving oral - tell him he’s even prettier on his knees and he’ll whine

Mortarion: Stinky. Do not attempt

Magnus: He’ll try anything once! Prefers the clothing worn by the wealthy on Prospero for dolls - light, gauzy linen skirts dyed beautiful colours, jewelry dripping with precious metals and semi-precious stones, intricate sandals, maybe even a beaded net over the hair. It’s about the process, to him, not fitting the criteria of what a doll ‘should’ look like. Prefers to penetrate, regardless of if he’s doll or maker

Horus: Simply does not ‘get it’. Likes kinky sex! Just doesn’t click with this kind

Lorgar: Nah. Religion kink, maybe virginity kink, but not dollification

Vulkan: I don’t think he’d be a dollmaker, but he does strike me as the sort to want to play with a doll. Maybe he can work out an arrangement with one of the makers

Corvus: Dolly in denial. Get Corvus a pretty little gothic lolita dress and a black petticoat and cute little mary-jane style shoes and that’s it. The point of no return. Corvus would also be such a beautiful doll, with the pale skin and dark eyes and hair.

Alpharius(? Omegon??): Who. Fucking knows