#dollblr

[callmeurrbunny]

i'm so tired.

[necroseviolet]

12.17.24

[indigobluerose]

This is Winifred. Winnie to her friends.

[shydollies]

lottie ♡ girlie in red (volks {btssb} lieselotte)

[dollieinricepudding]

[baksuz-art]

part 1 of 2 - paper doll set for winter holidays 🎄🎁😺i'll post more in a few days likely! made for A4 format, feel free to download and print 🌟

[dollsinvogue]

JHD fashion doll black bow tie » Viktor & Rolf spring 2010 rtw

[yungluv16]

Lana n Chuck in NY

[ch3rrybabyd0ll]

Outfitspo 🤍

[witchhaven]

The Dreams of Soul

When Soul believes no one is watching, its facial expression tends to revert to a blank, neutral emotion. Tonight is one such night, as Thread is in its room, engrossed in reading. It stares up at the stars seemingly without feeling as it fidgets with its lighter in its left hand. Soul doesn't sleep, but of course, it does dream, much like the others, when its mind isn't occupied by the company of the other dolls, or attempting to engage with me. Tonight, Soul's dream is a memory, that of its late witch, when it was stationed in combat.

"Come with me, Soul. The unit is all rested up, so you can take a break with me. Couldn't you use the rest?" The witch asks.

Soul looks blankly at its witch, "But Miss, as a combat doll, I don't need sleep, nor do I need rest." "Just come here, okay Soul?" The witch takes Soul by the hand and pulls it along in the very same house I saw in its memories before.

Reluctantly, Soul resigns to comply with its witch, following them to a bedroom, where they guide it into the bed that presumably, they themselves rest in. Once Soul has been wrangled in, the witch gets in next to it, pressing up close to it, and making close eye contact. Soul stares into its witch's eyes, observing the rich emerald hue, reflecting golden sunlight pouring in from the windows back into its own eyes.

'Major Nox Umbra, what an unusual witch...'

I perceive the internal monologue from Soul as if it's my own.

Nox Umbra blinks slowly as they push in closer, "It's okay to take a rest, Soul. Even dolls need a reprise." "A... reprise..." Soul's voice repeats the word, sounding as if it's alien to it.

They nod at the doll, "You know, a break from duty, from obligation."

"If you say so, ma'am. But, I don't know what it means to... reprise. I do not wish to break, but if those are your orders, I-" Soul is interrupted by its witch.

They shake their head, "No, I don't mean that you need to be broken, that's not what taking a break means. I want you to relax is all." "Re... relax?" Soul still struggles to grasp the concept.

Nox sighs as they push further into the doll, "What do you tend to do idly while standing lookout on uneventful nights?"

"Well, I drink tea, and, often..." Soul reaches for the breast pocket of its shirt to retrieve a box of cigarettes. It attempts to retrieve one, but...

...

...

...

ah...

Soul's dream ends as it finds itself holding an empty cigarette box. Its eyes dart down to the opening, seeing nothing inside. It sighs as it places the box back in its breast pocket, flipping the lighter around its fingers a few times. It returns the lighter to the same pocket as it leans back, laying from its squat back onto my roof.

It looks back up at the stars, "Miss... How can I keep going like this?"

Unbeknownst to both of us, having become engrossed in the moment, Thread seems to have snuck up on the both of us inadvertently.

"S-Soul?" Thread startles the other doll, and almost coaxing a jump out of me, if my foundations could lift like that.

Soul looks to its left, towards the open window, "Thread, you finished reading?"

"I wanted to spend time with you." Thread smiles softly.

Soul's expression seems to suggest some level of confusion, "I see, you're welcome to join me."

"Soul, I feel I've, developed feelings for you... romantic ones..." Thread nervously admits to it.

Soul's expression looks more perplexed, "Thread, I... I don't know what that means."

There's a long pause in conversation, as Thread doesn't know how to respond. The stillness is nearly suffocating as the moment persists, before...

Thread approaches Soul, laying up against it and looking up at the stars with it, "That's okay, Soul... That's okay. You don't have to yet."

[dollylikedamera]

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[vashti-lives]

I went to the county fair and there was a doll sized quilt show happening in the fiber arts hall?!

[lace4ngel]

[callmeurrbunny]

i'm just a kid

i never use my brain

i only use my heart

and my imagination

[black-salt-cage]

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