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pinkauraflora · 1 year
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sun goes down, and we are here together
fireflies glow like a thousand charms
stay with me and you can dream forever
right here in my heart tonight
Please follow my twitter for more ✿
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thrifty-dolls · 1 year
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Not really sure why, but I made a doll twitter if anyone would like to follow.
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the-wolf-fiendling · 1 year
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Lytunue, Void Demons
So, apparently Demons are a part of doll twitter(doll twt ?)
Anyway, hi, I'm a Demon, or Fiend, and was asked what that meant to me this is my answer: Demon: Someone... different, unique to the point of having been caused distress by it, from either themselves or others.
Unfitting any mould they've been shown, searching for where they fit into reality. Has had others' wills enforced upon them enough that some aspect of them has shattered, changed. They may not know what that thing is though, may not know what it was or what it changed into.
Inherently magical, and powerful, and constrained by the rules of this reality in ways that gives dysphoria. (with varying intensities)
For me, it's the not having the proper body, lacking the wings, and tails, and horns, and shapeshifting I'd use to keep my loved ones safe
Empowered by no magical source other than their own belief in theirself, a demon is immune to any force of belief they do not actively consent to.
Witches, dolls, other demons, angels, all will be ineffective if a fiend does not give fien consent to it.
My name is Lilyana.
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wolfgirlclit · 1 year
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The Android and the Fiend
The figure who would only appear after 4pm, who would vanish before the sun had completed its rise. Whose eyes reflected the world, but with added starlight and visibly rubberbanding and artifacting elements. The android had heard of Witches and Dolls, all of them had.
What it hadn't heard of was... well this. Some words, a pretty image carved into the air with the power of this entity's will, and the android could feel them inside of it. Altering. Searching. Playing. Improving.
A softly glowing green glyph, then all of its communication would be perceived as barks, or chirps, or clicks, though the envoyd would simply croon at how cute it was. How adorable the flustered noises it made would become, its communication faltering and unsure.
Though never scared; for all its appearances of horns and tails and wings and fangs, the entity never harmed the android. They always ensured it would remain able to communicate its needs, THAT particular glyph had actually been etched into the back of its head casing.
On the inside of course, so the starlight wouldn't raise suspicions amongst the techs that service the android, but fie was endlessly careful as it trailed fien claws along the advanced machinery, etching the glyph between the ports for movement and communication.
Yes, the android had heard about Witches, their influence crafting the world around them, and their Dolls, their vessels; it understood Angels and Demons less entirely, but had those words in its database. What it hadn't heard of was... this.
No spells, not as it had been preloaded to understand them at least. No programming to actually execute. Just the pretty symbols that this entity seemingly enjoyed making for it, always smiling down at it with the warmth of every star that could be found in their eyes.
The glyphs forming. Shifting. Fragmenting into what it had been told were this entity's version of binary. Weaving themselves into the fabric of its programming, its core. Their will. Their power. Not animating it as a Witch would a Doll, no...something else. Different.
"Still trying to figure out why my sigils effect you, little beepheart?" Cheeks flooding with coolant, it realized it'd dedicated too many resources to processing the Why once more, nodding. They were right, of course, their past voice melding with their present one.
"Do you really care over much about Why I can affect you, darling?" With a syllable in an unfamiliar tongue, one it had tried and failed to locate many times in any database, the glyph in the back of its head flared. Enabling it to speak its truths; preventing its hiding them.
`No. It does not care, it enjoys getting distracted thinking about it though. Fact: The [ERROR: TERM UNDEFINED] always tells it that it is cuten and adorable, and that they desire to pet it, or otherwise bring it pleasurable sensations, when it gets distracted processing.`
The coolant pooling in its ears as well as its face, it once more insincerely wished it had not agreed to the glyph in its head being installed, but could not lie to itself either. It may not ever know why this being could weave feelings or sensations into it; it didn't care.
It was a good droid.(They told it so often!) A cute droid.(Twice as frequently communicated) They made its existance exciting. Enjoyable. Bear- It stopped all higher processing as the entity muttered two syllables, in their tongue that broke the world with each sound.
Their meaning was complex, contextual, and from what it had gleaned connotative. But it knew that tone. It knew that glimmer of endless hunger in their eyes, inspired by its apparently adorable form. A hunger to make it even better. Happier. To watch it grow.
The fingers tilting its primary processor casing upwards helped ensure contextual correctness, its sensors staring into the pits of the Void behind their eyes; despite its translator insisting the language was not found, it understood the words perfectly.
"Good Android."
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xxfluttertrashx · 1 year
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taybatwo2 · 1 year
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A Barbie Mystery…?
I received this gorgeous Barbie 12 Days of Christmas as an early surprise Christmas present from my mom (she bought it, unfortunately, from an eBay reseller-who never opened any part of the package- as she was not prepared for the cluster that is Mattel Creations). This was both of our first “vintage” styled silkstone Barbies (and we can see why people collect them). We opened the boxes one-a-day, and have stumbled across a couple mysteries that we are hoping someone from the Barbie/doll collecting community can answer. She came with a completely different (and better) outfit than her gold and white party dress. It was still sealed, fit well, and had the Barbie Signature tags inside (although a bit frazzled on the edges). She also came with a different (cheaper and uglier) platter than what is shown on the back of the box.
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She came with this cute red robe/jacket instead, and these little Pom-Pom shoes (those poms are fabric).
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It is mostly lined, but does have several little stains on the lower left hand corner.
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A close up of her shoes (I forgotten how TINY these style of shoes are) and the inside of her PJ top (you can see how the tag is unraveling on the sides).
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And her (very cute) pj set. It all fits well and was also packaged in a separate plastic bag. Her shoes were also in their own bags too.
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Her unusual looking platter and napkins (that were also not shown on the back).
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And a close up of this ugly thing. It isn’t sealed smoothly and the back looked weird (this was my first heads up of something strange going on, but I didn’t double check the back until today).
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This is what the back of the box shows to be inside. Everything else looks legit and matches up. Is this the case of someone switching out pieces they wanted (but the box and everything was sealed). A manufacturing error?? Does this pj set and shoes normally come with a different doll!? I didn’t ask Mattel, as it was bought on eBay and not through them. My mom said she’d try to contact the seller.
Please spread this around. I am curious and would love to pick the brain of anyone who is also curious and knowledgable on the subject.
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serendipitymachine · 9 months
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Why does every he/him on doll twitter have the worst opinions I've ever seen in my life, they all think the ugliest dolls are cute and they are NOT
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trippineverywhere · 1 year
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wolfsplosion · 3 months
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ermm hello chilaios nation
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lambinotitas · 4 months
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𐙚 ㅤ  ❦︎ ㅤ ₍ᐢᐢ₎
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ᰔᩚ ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ 𝜗𝜚
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ᥫ᭡ㅤ⠀ㅤ ࣪ 𓈒⠀ྀིㅤׂㅤ ʚɞྀ
⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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malibubaby222 · 10 months
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muruffin · 8 months
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૰ㅤ ⊹ㅤ ︵ ㅤ🍞
little doll . ˚ 🥧 甘い ♪
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୧੭   ⟡   🥄 babyㅤ 𝗉꯭𝗋𝗂𝗇꯭𝖼꯭𝖾𝗌꯭𝗌
(⑅◞ ִ ◟⑅) · ˚ 𓈒 🎀 ྀི 🌸 ♡
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୨୧⠀⠀🥨⃝⠀⠀⠀⠀🥞⃝⠀⠀⠀⠀ ౨ৎ
♡⠀ ૮ ◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა 🥐
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wolfgirlclit · 1 year
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Pack-Mates! (CW: Doll/Droidification, Identity Death/Replacement, Mind-control)
"Check out the hot new thing: PACK-MATES!" The advertisement was interesting, certainly. A new series of dolls, androids really, that came in packs of two. "For the Witch with too few hands and too little time," something about combining technology and magick, you tuned out.
The interesting part, or at least what the brightly colored advertisement touted as its point of interest, is that every pair had a certain theme. A pair of robotic dragon maids, a kitten-droid and its companion bird-droid who could swap between kitty or bird mode, etc, etc.
The thing that caught your eye though, or ear rather, was a certain high pitched whine that zipped by fast enough you could almost, almost, convince yourself you'd imagined it... If it hadn't played each of the times you rewatched the commercial on YouTube after getting home.
It played during the segment talking about their wolf-droid pack, which featured instances of their M14 and L34 models: a very adorable, almost more puppy than wolf, android who enjoyed being used for trauma kinks, and a tall, soft, caretaker wolf-droid, respectively.
Out of all the causes, who would have imagined that a commercial about two pretty droid-dolls would be what pushed you to finally learn how to manipulate video, yet here you are, figuring out how to slow it down. Because you know it. You know that little noise is important.
Of course this lead to you ordering one, after all, you spent SO much time looking at them, you couldn't get the thoughts of them out of your head. You just HAD to know what it felt like, to hold their warm-looking synth-skin, to look into their pretty, glittering eyes.
You'd just hit render when you got the notification that your delivery had arrived. They were here! The long nights and effort put into figuring out the secret of The Noise had kept you from resting well, hyperfoci forever being the enemy of sleep.
With puppy-esque excitement, you opened the packages for your Pack-MatesTM, the pair of wolf-eared dolls sitting quietly in their orange and violet clothing. Soft synth-skin over too-perfect metal frames, with enough give to feel like skin, but still cool in their off-state.
After the surprisingly easy task of moving the motionless dolls onto your couch and plugging in them into charge, you found a surprise in your Pack-Mates' packaging: A spare set of droid clothes that matched the others' headband and clothing ensembles.
Spares! A surprisingly considerate move, given the general 'Planned Obsolescence" that went into every product these days. The "Auto-Sizing Fabric" could be put on any doll, and it would shift to be their dimensions. So that it could be used for either of your Packmates.
A quiet *beep* lets you know the computer has finally finished rendering the short clip of video, starting at the blur that, you suspected, contained text being read at high speed. Three steps towards the other room though, a closer, louder, set of beeps force you to choose.
Your packmates? Or the computer with the silly video on it? Well, dolls are supposed to be well behaved, but you've never owned another doll-droid like this, so you better ensure nothing goes wrong with set up. Though of course, nothing goes wrong at all.
As you read the instructions, your helpful packmates come to your aid, gently holding your hands as they look into your eyes. Glittering.... Spiraling... Glowing.. Pulsing. Enrapturing their newest pack member.
Stillness washing through the newest doll as kisses are pressed against its casing, ocular sensors going dull as the discreet speakers embedded in the ear-headbands of its sisters broadcast its new programming.
As I24 stands up, donning the clothes awaiting it, L34 holding up the headband and clothes, M14 holding out the shoes and accessories and asssiting I24 into them. Dressed, the three dolls sit, signaling for pickup so I24 can be finished and added to the pack.
Through the door to the other room, the computer monitor glows faintly, completed with its forgotten task. Though blurry, text can be easily read as the rendered video loops silently over and over again:
"Pack-MatesTM is still a beta-testing product. V.O.I.D. Co. is not responsible for any of the following side effects of misuse of the product: Damge to property or person, new interests, kinks,fetishes, headaches, migraines, nor replacement of operator's personality."
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v6que · 11 months
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lana del rey bios ( ride monologue )
I am fucking crazy
but I am free
꒰ † ੭ 
live fast die young
be wild and have fun
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because I was born to be
the other woman ...
and when I'm at war whit myself
I ride, just ride ᨳᩙ ⠀ׂ
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ojiito · 11 months
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ׂ  blessed whit beauty and love ❀
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i6corais · 8 months
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⠀͜⠀⠀゚⠀✿𝆬⠀⠀𝗅ꪱ𝗌͜𝗍𝖾͜𝗇⠀𝗍꯭𝗈⠀⠀*⠀⠀🎧⠀⠀︵
⠀⠀⠀⠀(( _ _ ♡))⠀⠀𝗌𝗍꯭𝗋ɑ꯭ɥ⠀𝗄꯭𝗂𝖽꯭𝗌⠀⠀⊹
୧⠀⠀౨ৎ⠀⠀ხ꯭ɑ꯭𝗇𝗁ׅ𝗈⠀⠀🛁
♡𝆬⠀⠀𝖽꯭𝖾⠀⠀𝖾͜𝗌𝗉𝗎𝗆ɑ⠀⠀𝇄 𝇃⠀︵⠀ㅤִㅤֹ⠀
౨⠀⠀´`⠀𝇃⠀⠀𝗌𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗌⠀⠀◌
..⠀⠀𝖽꯭𝗈 ⠀୨⠀⠀𝖼꯭𝗈𝗋ɑ꯭çã𝗈⠀૮⠀📖⠀⠀\
𝗅𝖾꯭𝗍'𝗌͜⠀⠀𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅⠀⠀𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌͜
𝗅𝗈𝘷𝖾⠀⠀★͟⠀⠀𝅄⠀ֹ⠀⠀☁️
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