#dollish’s masterlist

[dollishmehrayan]

# DOLLIES AND GENTLEMEN ── .✦ ( my master list!! ‘Some of the links don’t work due to tumblr issues but all posts are up so I recommend you searching for some of them sadly until this gets fixed ᥫ᭡)

A/n: here’s my masterlist and rules for my account, please be respectful and don’t steal my work and read the requesting etiquette and rules before requesting! ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖

(Tags: dollish’s paw-some masterlist <3)

“Take life as if it was already written for you and you can’t change faith.” 𐙚 ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖

# WORLD TOUR ── .✦ ( batboys with different nationalities/ ethnicities s/o )

# batboys with a Brazilian!reader ── .✦ ( written already )t

# batboys with a Australian!reader ── .✦ (written already )t

# batboys with a Indian!reader ── .✦ ( written already )t

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# BATBOYS S/O AKA BATBOYS SERIES ── .✦

# batboys general hcs ── .✦ ( batboys general dating hcs + bruce )

# fashion designer x batboys ── .✦ ( batboys hcs if you were a famous fashion designer )

# we listen, we don’t judge x batboys ── .✦ ( batboys doing the ‘we listen, we don’t judge.’ trend on TikTok )

# bake me a cake x batboys ── .✦ ( batboys with a baker s/o we bakes )

# how batboys apologize after a argument ── .✦ ( written already )t

# batboys jealously hcs as a crush ── .✦ ( how batboys deal with jealousy when they like you but you seek interest in a other guy )

# weird things batboys do when they like you hcs ── .✦ ( batboys when they are crushing on you and weird and cute things they do )

# weird things batboys do in a relationship ── .✦ ( batboys what weird quirks they have in a relationship )

# traits that make batboys fall head over heels for you ── .✦ ( written already )t

# batboys giving and receiving love languages ── .✦ ( written already )t

# batboys helping insecure!reader ── .✦ ( written already )t

# batboys with a stylish s/o! ── .✦ ( written already )t

# batboys when they’re s/o is on theyre period ── .✦ ( written already )t

# “sorry I don’t want your touch, it’s not that I don’t want you.” ── .✦ ( batboys how they relate to mitski’s lyrics in a pearl )

# “your like a piece of art” ── .✦ ( batboys with a s/o who has a lot of tattoos )

# “I’m gonna marry her anyway” ── .✦ ( batboys marrying you hcs )

# “why are you crying lain?” ── .✦ ( what it takes for batboys to cry )

# batboys with a 5’11 ft reader ── .✦ ( written already )t

# batboys with a literature lover reader ── .✦ ( written already )t

# IMPORTANT WORK ── .✦

# disclaimer move ── .✦ ( disclaimer on how I used to be dollishbabess but moved here for a lot of reason )

# disclaimer two ── .✦ ( disclaimer on credits and etc for dividers! )

# compliments ── .✦ ( a nice comment from a reader <3 )

# ASKS ? ── .✦

anon request ── .✦

anon request. ── .✦

anon request ── .✦

DICK GRAYSON ── .✦

# gingerbread houses and kisses galore ── .✦ ( you build a gingerbread house with dick ! ) (WINTER EDITION)

JASON TODD ── .✦

# hungry for lifee ── .✦ ( a drabble based off like a tattoo by sade )

DAMIAN WAYNE ── .✦

# mixed!race s/o hcs ── .✦ ( a headcannon on damian with a mixed race!reader )

TIM DRAKE ── .✦

# academic rivals to lovers with tim drake ── .✦ (which the reader is gender-neutral)

BRUCE WAYNE ── .✦

# mrs wayne ── .✦ ( bruce wayne headcannons on reader being his wife )

# INSPIRED BY ME (DOLLISH) AND DIRECTED BY ME

MY Q & A - DOLLISH ᥫ᭡

# batboys on your birthday ── .✦

[oceanlipgloss]

SWEETHEART SOIRÉE

ASMODEUS.

+ warnings: erotic themes.

+ my mc is the heroine, so the pronouns are feminine.

A giggle danced through his glossy lips.

In the far distance, beautiful demons waltzed softly to romantic music—their coattails and dresses swirling along—but his heart twirled madly in his chest.

They were so close.

In a little candlelit corner, behind burgundy velvet, on one of the host's silk chairs, their bodies laced into one. He loved her perhaps a bit too much—his heart wouldn't calm and his skin seemed to be delicate as porcelain under her hands.

Teasing lips painted another pink petal on his dollish neck. He quilted his fingers deeper in her cherry-like hair and giggled again. 

Her lipstick smudged his own, chocolate and rose. But it wasn't just their lipstick that had melted into one, but their existences as well—his entire being had gracefully smeared into hers.

There were pink roses in the vase by her head, but he could not tell: was this sweet scent really that of them?

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[dollishmehrayan]

- WELCOME TO MY WORLD ── .✦ ᥫ᭡

hii, i’m dollish/dolly (also rayaan/ riyaan), i love writing for you - my links ── .✦

- rules (here) ᥫ᭡- facts about me (here) ᥫ᭡ - masterlist (here) ᥫ᭡ - my top posts (here, here, here) ᥫ᭡

i literally love my mutals, please become my mutal if you’re a writer idm!! ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖

- 0.7k dollies 🐻‍❄️ྀིྀི so grateful && blessed to have you guys support me 🫶🏼 - started 29/11/24

- winter inspired drabbles && fics ❅ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖

(gingerbread houses and kisses galore w dick grayson) ᥫ᭡

(christmas tree decorating and chaos w batboys)ᥫ᭡

[oceanlipgloss]

DOLL OF MAGENTA

SAERAN. [UNKNOWN]

+ warnings: erotic themes.

Metallic candy wrappers sparkle in the cold light of monitors. Mint eyes glow blue. Cigarette smoke swirls in the cool glow. Cyan tinges the venomous white roll between his lips.

And then she walks in, draped in black leather, silver metal and shiny lace, her pale skin shimmering blue in the gleam of multiple screens.

Her body suddenly blocks the numbers and letters on display; she had sat on the desk before him. She gently pokes his chest with a cheeky toe, those cherry lips glistening with a teasing smile. 

The doll of magenta. His doll.

A smirk on his lips. Arms around her waist, pulling her to his chest. He rises and takes her chin between colorless fingers, gaze on her pretty face blazing with a lust hot and emotions indescribable, long lashes casting dollish shadows upon his chiseled face.

His hand is fire on her delicate thigh. It might as well leave a mark, make her his in the little remaining manners possible. Plum petals from some time ago, pearls on her neck, pale on her collarbones and chest.

The doll of magenta, his prettiest sin, fire in his soul, passion in his body, ever so lovely.

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[oceanlipgloss]

TWO SWANS

ASMODEUS.

+ warnings: angst, mentions of death.

+ my mc is the heroine, so the pronouns are feminine.

The grand theatre, drowned in the light of lanterns, echoed with whispers. It was quite beautiful: static and golden. 

Eden was the stage, a garden blazing with color; jewels were the people, souls draped in satin and velvet. 

And oh, how eerie it all was. 

There shone no dreams in the actor's amber eyes. How would they, when ember was what they had become? 

Yes, they had long ago burned. 

The stars...were mere ashes.  

A floating world awaited, one that gave him all he once ever wanted: hearts and gazes. But a world so perfect...only existed behind curtains. 

That twilight birthed a new life, though. Every night since then, silk midnight opened to an abyss—a graveyard, to be precise. 

Never had he imagined such a time would come, yet there he was: a prince imprisoned, his tears sparkling in a dusty mirror. 

He needed not be so distressed, however, for she was right there—wrapping him in meek arms and running intangible fingers through his hair—pale and invisible, but never gone. 

Like a fiery rose the past blazed in her mind.

Lingering was the pleasant scent of powder. It was still there, but somehow, in her memory it was stronger. Echoing were his giggles as she lovingly painted his features with grace.  Ringing was their laughter. 

Cherry smears from his kisses could never be forgotten, either. And what about their doting banter whenever his affection streaked her masterpiece and disheveled clothes?

Not to mention—oh! 

Cold wind howled. The fire suddenly seemed to disappear in a cloud of smoke. 

Time found itself again; the audience's chatter hummed through heavy silence, and the soft stroke of brush on porcelain seized.

“It's time,” the lovers whispered in unison. 

And the broken one soon stood, the smile on his lips dripping with the prettiest stars. “Do keep your eyes on me, my dear.”

With a final caress to her portrait, he walked into the light. 

In all those eyes the beloved man looked just the same, but his love knew otherwise; she could see revival glowing in his floral clothes and dollish face. After all, he had always been one to welcome pleasant change.

To watch him dance, forever. That was her promise. She would always gaze at him and muse. 

Oh, how beautiful he was...dancing his sorrows away and singing aubades. 

And to this day she dances along with him, an oath to be kept until they become swans gracefully swirling under the pale moon. 

+note: this piece was written in celebration of the (first?) anniversary of Obey Me!; it spanned over numerous days, and if I remember correctly, the day on which I wrote this had an oriental/tradition-related theme, so Asmodeus in this story is an onnagata—an actor in Kabuki theatre.

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