#plush taxidermy

[catschimericalcreations]

Walrus Fairy modified TY Beanie Babies hybrid plush by Cat's Chimerical Creations

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[vyroskartdolls]

This boy is finally completed! All made from scratch and with faux fur! Its been a childhood dream to have a life sized wolf plush and now I gathered the energy to do this! This was also a test how to work with those materials since I want to work on masks in the future!

Its been a fun process and very very time consuming! Everything is sewn by hand, so I've easily spend over 90 hours with pure sewing The claws are resin casts from a real wolf claw too! The head is a foam base so its all soft and squishy and the nose is made from silicone.

I already have a lot of things I would want to improve but I tried to be kind to myself, since its a completely new thing and I allow myself to mess up and improve next time ! He is also very large, I think its not clear how big he is !

from nose to butt, its 155cm (~5ft) and 195cm (6'4ft) from nose to tail.

[purringfayestudio]

your art is so beautiful and life like, i wish i could buy some so badly. Anyway, I’d just like to ask what your favourite piece that you’ve made is?

Aw thank you! My favorite is usually the latest one I've made, but I do have a few highlights I can share because it's impossible to choose just one.

Latest and current favorite:

And some favorites from over the years:

Made with faux fur fabrics (not real).

[poodlepincushion]

Needlefelting Timelapse video making this Toy Tiger faux taxidermy mount! I love starting with no plan and finding the animal in the wool!

[sylvies-kablooie]

trying to imagine what sylvie's apartment would look like and there is a part of me that thinks about how the last time we saw her enjoy her freedom as a child, she was playing with that dragon- and now that she is somewhere safe and stable there MIGHT be a chance she would purchase some little toys.

it's about doing what you couldn't growing up and reclaiming that autonomy that was lost. it's about holding that childhood she never got to have close and saying that yeah, a little friendly guy WOULD look nice in this room i earned, not only with my survival, but also just for being alive- people should get to do and enjoy things that make them feel loved!!

she would definitely think it hurts her deadly image at first but in reality no one cares and they all just let the woman buy a damn shark plush at the aquarium.

[itsdetachable]

Fen at the Field Museum pt 1

Fen had a lot of fun! So many cool things to see and climb on! He got so many compliments too. At least three different people said he was "the CUTEST teddy bear" they'd ever seen!

[hellenic-whore]

The plushy to taxidermy pipeline is so real

[semechka]

Rosy Maple & Blue moth

[leviathiane]

also completely unrelated but im heading back to my uni campus soon and a bitch is bringing so many plushies

[catschimericalcreations]

Fallout Brahmin - a conjoined two-headed calf plush made from repurposed TY Beanie Babies by Cat's Chimerical Creations

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[raitrolling]

‘character gives a plushie to the person they love that is either their own lusus or their loved one’s lusus’ may be a very basic gift but every time im like... oh my god... theyve gifted a plushie...... 🥺

[partysol-the-umbrella-wielder]

Oh boy howdy I love song based character designs! Anyways these bitches are anywhere near the finished Perfection I typically go for OCS but honestly I do like their designs as is

Missy isn't a part of this particular group but the same place so she gets to stay in the image.

[memurfevur-archive]

((leaves a small stuffed grub that looks like avonis in his cloak pocket))

"✒ I'm sorry but why in the thirteen hells would I want this?! Do you not realize how astonishingly weird this is? What if I came into your workplace and dropped an image of you as a grub, or of the mangled body of a dead relative, onto your desk-- no, directly into your hands? Why would you think, of all things, that this would be appropriate?!

"✒ I do not appreciate you faceless bastards harassing me while I work. Enough with the wing nibbles. Enough with this... whatever the hells this is, and leave me alone. I do not have time for you."

He tosses the stuffed grub back at you and summons the Drones.

[not-a-healthy-human]

I'm supposed to be doing a dissection report! So, here! Have some headcanons!

Enid once gave Wednesday a dead rat she found on the way to Jerico as a joke (Wednesday taxidermied it and saved it on her bedside table)

Wednesday wore a pink scarf for her and Enid's anniversary and Enid almost collapsed due to gay panic

Slasher night is one of their small rituals (Enid can't stomach anything else and Wednesday hates most corny movies)

Enid gave Wednesday a Grim Reaper plush that the goth utterly denies loving (tho whenever Enid's out of town she hugs it while sleeping)

Wednesday had 3 full paragraphs dedicated to Enid in her final draft of "Viper de la muerte" and Pugsley refuses to stop fuzzing about his two sentences

Thing made a big business outta selling Yoko and the gang Wenclair content (this all went to hell when Wednesday found out, and instead of stopping him, she started making his profit disappear without him knowing what the heck was going on)

Enid has a shirt that says "Don't mess with me, my sugar daddy craves violence" and Wednesday utterly hates it (she has one that Enid prank gifted her that says "Mess with my sugar baby, get my sugar knives")

Enid made the grave mistake of introducing Wednesday to Wikipedia. Now her nerd of a girlfriend will spend hours upon hours in Wikipedia rabbit holes

"hey, why do you like the last of us so much?" "Because it's got gay sad people!" "Because there's dead bodies"

Wednesday steadily replaced Enid's fake plants with real deadly plants (It's been 3 years, Enid hasn't noticed)

[raplinesmoon]

Just Jin (KSJ x F!Reader)

pairing: Barbie!reader x Ken!Seokjin genres/au/rating: angst (with a happy ending!), fluff, Barbie au, break-up au, PG-13 summary: After a trip to the real world, you and Jin both come to a realization that will change your lives forever.

warnings: break-ups, sadness, existential crisis, mentions of doctor's appointments

word count: 1.5k

a/n: I'm still working on mafia!Hoseok but listen my brain has been wired since I came out of the Barbie movie earlier today. It legitimately changed me as a person, and I felt inspired to create this bc I think Jin gives off such Ken energy. This is based on but also slightly altered from the Barbie movie, and as such, it will contain massive spoilers for the movie, so read at your own risk (go see the movie tho)! Anyways this was just a fun, goofy indulgent drabble that made my heart warm, and I hope you enjoy!

Tip-toeing through the dream house, you try to ignore the sensation of your feet cramping. After learning the wonders of being flat-footed, standing on your heels was no joke. No wonder women in the real world complained about wearing stilettos all the time. But right now wasn’t about the pain women felt to conform to societal expectations of beauty. There were centuries to go before those outdated notions of what it meant to be a successful woman were squashed. Right now, there was something more pressing you had to deal with.

Things had changed since you left. The dream house seemed more like a nightmare, its pristine pink walls besmirched with posters of sports icons and various forms of taxidermy. You frown to yourself. This wasn’t the house you’d known. The life you’d lived before with Jin seemed nothing more than a distant memory, both of you tainted by your experiences in the real world.

Jin. Speaking of him, you knew you had to find him. When you’d learned from the others that he’d gone off the rails, worry clouded your mind. Not just for him, but for all the others – Namjoon, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook too. They were all so impressionable, more fragile than they let on. It scared you to think of the state you might find him in right now. And that’s when you hear it.

The sound is muffled, but you can barely make it out against the quiet that nightfall brings. It’s a choked sob, guttural and raw in its devastation. And it’s coming from your bedroom. Ignoring the newfound feeling of your heart clutching in your chest, you square up your shoulders, ready to face what lay ahead. And then you head upstairs.

The door creaks as it opens, and you flinch, hoping the sound won’t give away your entry into the room. But there’s no response. Feeling braver, you push it wider and gasp at the state of everything. For all the horses and saloon decorations Jin had implemented downstairs, the upstairs of your dream house is pristine. Exactly untouched the same way you’d left it. The pearls on your lampstand glisten in the moonlight, the walls are free of garish posters, and the same plush pink and purple sheets adorn your bed. And in the middle of it, Jin lies facedown, unmoving.

Freezing, you take him in, noticing how small he looks right now, curled up into himself. Jin had always been larger than life – his windshield wiper laugh echoing down the entire beach, his dad jokes catching the admiration of everyone around him, a smile plastered onto his stupidly handsome face with those perfectly pouty lips. He’s wearing the same sleeveless denim outfit you’re always used to seeing him in, unlike the other boys, who’d bought into new and more trendy fashions. 

If he feels the bed dip when you sit next to him, he doesn’t show it. You finally reach for him, pressing a gentle hand to his shoulder.

“Jin?” you whisper softly. “It’s me.”

He doesn’t move. Your heart sinks, knowing how difficult this was for both of you. But you needed to do this.

“Can we please talk?

That’s what gets him to rise, silky black hair disheveled and eyes rimmed with the red of his tears.

“What could you possibly want to talk about?” he croaks out, sniffling into his sleeve. “Everything is ruined.”

The same guilty feeling bubbles up in your chest, knowing part of him is right. Everything had been ruined. But not in the way you’d expected. When you and Seokjin had entered the real world, you’d been unprepared to have your lives change forever. No matter how much you tried to pretend that things could just go back to the same way they’d been before, they couldn’t. And both of you knew it.

“I’m sorry Jin,” you let out a sob of your own. “I never meant for things to turn out this way.”

Jin hardens at your sobs, straightening up, the sadness on his face morphing into a mask of fury.

“You’re sorry? You’re sorry?!” he bellows. “Sorry doesn’t cut it! This was supposed to be our dream house, ___! That's why I went through all the stupid decorations and the revamp! You think I like saloons? No! But this was supposed to be our dream! Us, together! It’s always been ___ and Jin. I don’t know how to be anything without you! I don’t want anything to change. I love you!”

You embrace his trembling body, pulling it in close to yours.

“I love you too Jin. I always have, and I always will. But I’m not sure that love is enough anymore.”

Jin pulls away from you, and you watch his eyes widen in surprise, giving you the strength to go on.

“When we were out there, something changed. I realized that while what we had was perfect, it’s okay to not be perfect all the time. Not everything is a dream come true. Sometimes things don’t turn out the way you want them to, and that’s life. A-and I want to experience life Jin. I’m sick of just smiling all the time. I want to cry, I want to scream, I want to laugh. And I want that for you too.”

“All I’ve ever wanted was you,” Jin breathes out softly. “It feels like I failed you.”

“Hey,” you reach out to him, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. “You didn’t fail me, or anyone else, okay? You’re enough. Maybe it’s time for us to stop being ___ and Jin. And to be just ___. And just Jin.”

He looks up at you, stars in his eyes, and you can see the sadness intertwined with hopefulness. “You really think we can find something better out there? Something that makes leaving this all behind worth it?”

You take his hand in yours.

“I know we can. And we will. But we can’t do it together. At least not right now.”

A tiny smile breaks out onto his face. “But maybe someday?”

You hesitate, not wanting to believe in false hope only to turn out devastated in the end. But Jin needed something to believe in. And so did you.

“Maybe someday, when we both have found out what makes us happy, what our reason is to live, we’ll find love again. We both deserve it.”

And Jin crumples for a second time in your arms that night, only this time it’s not from devastation. It’s the kindness in your voice that has him desperately believing that you could be right. That maybe someday both of you would figure out what these strange and complex emotions were - joy, happiness, fun. And real love. True love. They were, after all, what being a human was all about.

You thank the taxi driver, hopping out of the vehicle. Flexing your feet, you remark at how comfortable the new pink slides feel on them, your heels no longer arched and uncomfortably cramping. The sales associate had called them Birkenstocks, and you make a mental note to go back and buy a few other colors. 

The building is tall, sleek and modern not unlike the scary headquarters of some rich corporation that seeks to swindle the money of innocent consumers. But today, you’re not scared to go inside this building. You’re excited.

The excitement follows you up the elevator, a smile on your face. Hearing the ding! for your floor, you make your way out, when you’re stopped by the old woman next to you.

“You have a beautiful smile, dear.”

That only makes it grow wider.

“Thank you, you look beautiful too.”

You don’t know why, but the serene and dazed look on her face stays with you as you enter the glass doors to the office.

Making your way to the front desk, you practice the carefully rehearsed lines in your head. When you reach it, the receptionist is tapping away at the keyboard. 

“Hi!” You say brightly. “My name is ___ ____. I’m here for my gynecologist appointment!”

The receptionist finally peers out from behind the screen and you suck in a breath. Something about him seems so familiar. Broad shoulders, pouty lips, dark hair. But in your entire human life, you never recalled seeing him before. The weird sense of deja vu continues when he opens his mouth to speak.

“Nice to meet you, ___, and welcome to Bangtan Center for Women’s Health. My name is Ken Seokjin and I’ll be happy to help you get checked in today!”

You don’t know why you flush at his words, but you fidget with your fingers behind your back, hoping he can’t see you.

“Great Mr. Ken! It’s my first time here, so I’m kind of nervous.”

“Just call me Jin,” he smiles. “I’m happy to help out.”

He pauses for a moment, ears turning red, before continuing on:

“Say, you look really familiar. Have we met somewhere before?”

“I was wondering the same thing,” you grin, before faltering. “But I don’t think so.”

“Well in that case, it’s nice to meet you again.” He reaches out over the counter, offering his hand, and you don't hesitate before enveloping it in yours, shivering at its warmth.

“Nice to meet you as well, just Jin.”

a/n pt. 2:  I realize this kind of deviated from the movie and some of its themes, but I had to make it work with their relationship hehe. As always, any comments or feedback are much appreciated, but I appreciate you all anyway. Lots of love, Isi <3

[thylacines-toybox]

Cardamom (he/they)

Thylacine by Corroboree, bought online April 2023. He had a wonky eye that needed replacing, so now has heterochromia.

Plushie surgery under the cut (warning for pointy things close to toy eyes!)

Cardamom seemed to be the plush version of a bad thylacine taxidermy, with wonky bulging eyes and a potatoish head…

At first I tried a bit of thread sculpting on their face to fix them, but it was clear that left eye was a problem - not only off placement, but pretty wobbly too.

I opened up a short seam under their chin and unstuffed their head for a closer look. I could see why that eye was wobbly: the plastic washer was broken and not holding on well!

Eye removed, and time to find a replacement that matched the other eye and fit into the rubber eyelid piece. I had none the right size in brown, but some blue ones fit. Sure, why not!

Before installing the new eye, I had to add a few stitches to the loose hole left behind, reinforcing it and moving the hole forwards a bit in the process.

Now to put back the stuffing and sew up the chin with a ladder stitch.

The fabric was a little damaged at the edges, so I placed my stitches a little further from the edge than the original stitching. This also has the bonus of narrowing the chin slightly, as it was pretty wide anyway…

Now to do the thread sculpting again! I’ll show you how that works this time.

Pass the needle and thread through the head from one eye corner to the other. (I like to pull just hard enough that the thread knot pops inside without popping out the other side, but if this is hard to do you can just hide the knot under the chin or something.)

Do a few back and forth stitches between the eyes and pull, and the face starts to become a shape!

Once the eyes are nicely pulled in, another stitch or two between each eye and the chin/throat (in a V shape) can help improve the head and throat shape even more. You can then tie the thread end under the chin.

Face all better! Next morning I decided to fix Cardamom’s slightly sprawling legs.

This was basically thread sculpting too, starting from one leg, going through the tummy to the other side and back.

The seams under each leg were also a little damaged! You can see the holes forming around each stitch. An added row of ladder stitch here helped to reinforce them as well as bringing the legs in a bit more neatly.

Front and back legs all positioned directly under the body, and Cardamom is standing with much more confidence!