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#WIP
Fairy doll nearing completion!!
fairy guardian Ponamu jade carer of all nocturnal native species including plants and trees. her stone is jade or pounamu as we call it in new zealand making for a friends grand daughter so shes a special doll.
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alnilaem · 2 months
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*heavy sigh* ……. Price
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pointelleprincess · 8 months
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Rose McGowan 1997 ₊˚⊹♡
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nikonikonek000 · 27 days
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ITS ALIVE 💔🫀!!!!! !!!! !!! !
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retrogamingblog2 · 8 months
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Tears of the Kingdom Princess Zelda Plush Doll made by JupyPoopy
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orbiyoo · 8 months
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ive realized its not fair to my tumblr mutuals that i never post anything on here. i crucified kim dokja
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after-witch · 2 months
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Ragdoll [Yandere Mahito x Reader]
Title: Ragdoll [Yandere Mahito x Reader]
Synopsis: Your back hurts and Mahito fixes it for you. inspired by snatches of conversation with @absolute-flaming-trash as so many Mahito things are!
Word count: 500ish
notes: yandere, kidnapped reader, body modification
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“Well? How does it feel?” Mahito asks, and whenever Mahito asks, you are bound to consider the answer. Whether or not you actually give it depends on the day and time and how much you’re willing to endure.
You’re… Weightless. That’s what you feel–no, no, no. That’s wrong. Not weightless. There is weight to you. You are not some candy floss being tossed in the wind by a child uncaring of the time spent crafting it, hot metal bowls and spinning sticks and carpal tunnel from too many summers on a carnival job.
You have weight, but it is thick and slimy and moveable, like a glob of remorseless slime built up in a forgotten bathroom sink. Or something heavier, filled with beans or sand or stuffing.
A doll, maybe? Oh, yes.
A doll. A ragdoll. The kind your grandparents gifted you when you were little, because it’s what they grew up with on the dusty old farm, and your parents cooed over her yarn hair and homespun look.
But you shoved her onto the decorative chair in the corner of your bedroom and never played with her because you wanted something chic and fun, a doll with brushable hair and clothes that came off. 
Now you’re stuck in that corner chair, or you would be, except Mahito wants to play with you. Likes to play with you. Likes to hold you, like he’s doing now, humming and holding out one hand so all of your weight slides to one side and the only thing keeping you upright is the grip of his fingers.
Then flopping you to the other side, and doing it again, and again. Then holding you close and down, like he’s dipping you in a dance. 
He could let you go and you’d fall, a heap, onto the floor. Would it hurt? Maybe the rest of you would.
But not your back. Not your spine. He replaced it all with gelatin or goo or slime or whatever he’d decided upon, after you’d begged and begged and begged. Chronic back pain was a bitch. Chronic back pain when you were sleeping on floors and hammocks was bitchier. 
“It hurts so much. I can’t stand it. Please, please, please.”
And he’d tickled his fingers up your back–it hurt, too–and smiled down.
“You really want me to fix you?”
And you did, and he did, and here you are now.
Weighty and weightless all the same, his pretty ragdoll. 
Only he can brush your hair and change your clothes and maybe that will keep him from shoving you into the corner and forgetting about you. 
The thought is too far back to be anything more than a gnat you’ll swat when it comes closer, though. Because your spine is jello, sure, sure, sure. But it doesn’t hurt. And you can’t strain a ligament or herniate a disc when there’s nothing there to hurt, can you? 
It doesn’t hurt, for once, and that’s enough.
Mahito drops you low, again, catching you before your head smacks against the concrete.
He smiles. 
So do you.
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notfeelingthyaster · 3 months
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a weird part of the fandom tries to make louis the victim of both armand and lestat, as if they aren't all mutually toxic and louis didn't spend years playing hot and cold in both of his relationships
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proxolagist · 3 months
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image ID under the cut!
[Image ID: A digital drawing of Steve, Penny, and her daughter from the web series Bigtop Burger, eating breakfast. From left to right: Steve is eating two pancakes like a burger, Penny is standing and smiling with a plate of pancakes and her hand on her daughters shoulder, and her daughter is staring at a pancake in the shape of Olaf’s head from Disney’s Frozen. End ID]
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bixels · 2 months
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Went to a big swap-meet yesterday with the express intent of finding and purchasing an odd and unusual Applejack thing (toy, figurine, whatever). Walked away empty handed. Shockingly no MLP things at all.
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causeimanartist · 9 months
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The sillies
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non-newtonian-id · 3 months
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this is complete insanity on my part because i thought about PIDW!Shang Qinghua a little too much but
he and PIDW!Mu Qingfang were in love. to me.
they never actual got together before og!sqh died but there was mutual pining happening
trust, i spoke to airplane himself (<- guy being delusional about two double fictional characters (characters that are fictional within a factional setting))
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pointelleprincess · 8 months
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Blessed with beauty and rage ₊˚⊹♡
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nikonikonek000 · 27 days
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squibo · 1 month
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dudes
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retrogamingblog2 · 1 year
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Tears of the Kingdom Princess Zelda Plush Doll made by JupyPoopy
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