#hybrid dolls

[sleepytoycollection]

Demon Baby 2.0's wig arrived, so she's finally officially done.

She's a mystery cast off head I ordered years ago on a RH Bella body, and painted to look like a revamped version of my previous custom, Demon Baby.

I think instead of calling her DB 2.0 however, I'm going to call her Demonica.

I still love my original DB, but this revamp has been a lot of fun.

[dollsahoy]

I haven't set up a group photo for a while

[moltenzephyr]

Introducing the Magical Hearts Key Team* *name may change

Center: three Disney fangirls (of Ariel, Rapunzel, and Ursula) are caught up in a magical adventure when the Heartless attack their world. Now they travel from story to story, wielding Keyblades and making new friends.

Right: (purple) Isabela Madrigal, local from one of the first worlds saved, whose family is always happy to host the team when they need a break from the Heartless. (Mint & gold) the Jasmine Replica, created in an experiment to see if the powers of a Princess of Heart can be copied. She's nervous of what her original may think of her, and carries a stuffed tiger for comfort.

Left: (hot pink) Draculaura, a citizen of Halloweentown who was sick of how old-fashioned, gray, and repetitive her hometown is. Maleficent promised her a way to visit other worlds all the time, not just on Halloween! How could she resist? Originally the one to direct the Heartless attacking the fangirls' world, Draculaura now has her own Gummi ship and helps them out. (red & black) Queen Amaya is the Team Mom who taught them how to summon Keyblades along with other magical skills. Her past is a mystery; what happened to her world? How did she learn magic? Why does she seem so sad when saying, "A dream is a wish your heart makes"?

[astrasdolliriumbadasdollz]

WIP near completion....

body paint and mods done jst need to seal her whole body so her paint doesnt scratch off which i did a weebit as couldnt wait and did photos lol no matter jst a touch up the seal her up then afew water colour pencil shade touch ups over that in purple to match her face then seal her up a last time and she be ready to get dressed!!

[batponiesrule28]

Is anybody interested in cute little anthro fashion dolls? Is it just me?? I’m obsessed with the idea of these and I want to make them so bad.

[adi-dolls]

she's never done anything wrong ever in her life

[edlucavalden]

Oh my god.. this post was cooking i had to..

[monstersholygrail]

Free Use City Universe

Both arts from: mucknagabe on Twitter

New City, New Life

Chapter One (Hot Neighbor Wolf Hybrid x fem!reader)

Chapter Two (Orc Friend x fem!reader)

Chapter Three (Minotaur Boss x fem!reader)

Chapter Four (Dragon Headhunter x fem!reader)

Chapter Five (Bunny Hybrid Secretary x fem!reader)

Chapter Six (Hot Neighbor Wolf Hybrid x fem!reader)

Fics

Morning Routine (Bunny Secretary x gn!reader)

The Double Tip (Tentacle Monster x Bartender gn!reader)

Special Attention (IT Robot x Fem!reader)

Sugar Daddy! Minotaur Boss Headcanons

Lore

Getting a promotion (Monsters x gn!reader)

Relationship Status’ (Monster Husband x fem!reader)

More on FUC relationships (Monster Husband x fem!reader)

Characters

Hot Neighbor Wolf Hybrid, Orc Friend, Naga Friend, Wolf Hybrid Friend, Demon Guard, Bunny Secretary, Minotaur Boss, IT Robot, Dragon Headhunter,

Art

[niightgliider]

Equestria girls should have been

[bunnyscribblesbjd]

lottie! (with some of the cheesiest editing ive ever done lol)

she is sina's gf and enjoys parkour roller skating and makeup. lottie is short for roulette :)

[archive-doll]

tiger!ghost, it's goes on

Author Note: it's been sitting in my draft for weeks, and while I'm not satisfied with it, I still like it somewhat.

Trigger Warning: fantasy of biting into one flesh

The reader's body is mentioned to be fat.

The beast-man has a staring problem.

Everyone who meets him for more than five minutes knows it to be true. His hazel eyes never waver and never seem to blink while he stands there like a statue. Or actually, this morning, sit there.

His little birdie has been scaringly easy to convince into following him home. They even placed a hand into the crook of his elbow, and Simon would never admit it, but his slashed tail puffed out when they giggled and pressed themselves into his side, no sign of fear in their faces or scent.

With kneading paws, Simon guided them into his apartment, suddenly recognizing what Johnny had been saying for the last months—his place did not feel welcoming.

Or rather, it doesn't look like a home. His sharp eyes pinch back, pressing into the puff of blond hair at the top of his hair as he waits for the fairy tale to break apart. But, they look over their shoulders where his hands rest and smile at him. It feels like staring at the sun. His eyes hurt, but the idea of looking away is more painful than that bullet he took in one arsecheek.

"C'mon birdie, wat'r. Then, bed."

They didn't try to say no this time, and after a short moment of pressing clothes into their hands - a tee shirt and a boxer - they were softly snoring between his sheets.

Since then, Simon has been looking. Or staring, it depends on the point of view, maybe. They're curled into a ball while he sits on the foot of the bed, guardian body securing the door and seeing the window from the corner of his eye. And he keeps staring.

It is strange, to have another into his flat. Nothing actually changed, it's all the same. But their scents recover the itching smell of mould and the dust there. Maybe he should open his windows once in a while. Once he's certain their scents will never leave. He should arrange the place so they feel at ease coming here.

His keen eyes watch how their chest heaves with every breath, some perspiration pearling at the crown of their hair. The tee-shirt is flowing around them, the collar barely staying around their shoulders. And the fact they're wearing his boxer beneath the comforter keeping them warm, makes an unfamiliar heat burn the apple of his cheeks.

The sun is rising as he shifts on the bed, thick fingers finding the tip of their feet, and staying there. He can feel the eat of their flesh, the curves of their toes under the rubbing of his feet, and the comfort their presence brings is his salvation. The soft light of the morning passes through the curtain and he swallows into his heart the little crunch of their nose when it hits their face. He doesn't dare to move.

Simon only goes away to fetch them water, hours later, and painkillers. They're dishevelled, leaning into the wall behind the bed when he presses his palm under the glass of water, placing it against their pouty lips. There are marks on their cheeks from the pillowcase, and now, he can see the arch of their cupid bow. His ears twitch, eyes entranced seeing how their throat shift and moves with every gulp and he can't control it. Or maybe he doesn't want to.

His fingers pat the top of their head, pinching some strands between his fingertips and adjusting it all before his knuckles rub against the softness of their jaw. They're all plump everywhere, and the tent in his trousers grows when they lap at the water straying on their bottom lip.

"Good?"

"Mhm."

The glass of water is forgotten on the cupboard he uses as a nightstand, hands pawing and grabbing at their body until they're laying down again, head finding the old pillow there. There's a sight and soft touches that find his arms. His hips twitch in the air when they murmur his name, when did he tell them? Simon doesn't remember. He doesn't care too with how sweet it sounds, like honey falling from their tongue.

Their fingers find repose along the heavy curve of his biceps while he continues his shaky coddling, tee shirt settling by their waist. It's doughy there, plush and it waves beneath his hands when he presses one palm on their stomach. Simon sooth their angry tummy, gaze devouring the softening curl of their eyebrow.

"You were supposed to call me first, kitty. Not bring me to your bed."

They blink up, quietness overwhelming the bedroom before they grin up at him at the surprise in his eyes. Even though sleep keeps their face hazy, it's dizzying. They look cheeky and the desire to sink his teeth into the swell of their chin is overflowing.

He growls, the scars around his mouth twisting as they chuckle, and presses the tip of his fingers under her ribs, watching the thickness of their abdomen bend to make a place for him. It's hypnotizing, the sight of it.

"Need to eat som'thin', birdie."

No one called him kitty and survived the affront for a very long time. He wants to taste the sound from their mouth. But, it seems he will have to tame them first, teach 'em some manners too. The bed creaks as he rises up, and they let out a gasp when the mattress quivers, hands empty now before he strides toward the door.

"Kitchen, now."

Their laughter hits him like a kick in the gut.

"I need some coffee first, knighty!"

"Tea."

The bedroom door is left open as he disappears into his apartment, searching for his phone He can't wait to see the tears on their face when he buries himself into their mouth. Maybe that'd shut them up.

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[patchworksoda]

Wisteria!

Their body is done, they just need clothes - but that's a project for future me

[dollsahoy]

Shep and Caterina. They're friends.

[moltenzephyr]

Happy Hanukkah from the Mini Keshet Band!

Please welcome Hester Park on vocals, Princess Lila on drums, and Kit Signature on the guitar!

[astrasdolliriumbadasdollz]

another WIP on the go..

have carved this one face with dremel and files sandpaper etc need to smooth it allnout now . eyes are jst testing it out but i kinda like and have ideas going now!

[thepurpleglass]

G1 My Little Pony Yum Yum as a doll is in progress! She’s got a body that matches her head, and I washed the gel out of Zip’s hair to see if this rooting pattern would work with the approximate hairstyle I had in mind. The outfit is just the one Shadow High Natasha came with, with a pink scrunchie from Target added on the bottom. Her head is a g5 Style of the Day MLP! These have a much improved head and body sculpt from the first run of g5s.

I want to give her Yum Yum’s classic bubblegum pink hair I think, and I have plans to make her a different outfit. I think Yum Yum loves anything with a Peter Pan collar and 1950’s/vaguely Sweet Lolita influences, with a touch of lovecore, since fashion inspired by children’s Valentine’s Day decorations matches her color scheme so well. Besides the poofy sleeved dresses with circle skirts, someday I visualize her in a pair of maroon corduroy overalls or an oversized heart sweater. As a stand in for cutie marks, I’m considering drawing elaborate, stylized back tattoos. G1 Mimic and Munchy are on my list for similar treatment at some point.

Since my ghost mug, Mr. Spookington, steals any photo he’s in, you should know you can get your own from @skeletaldropkick .