Dollie's Place

Sometimes I'm a doll whose body is slowly rotting away, feel free to dm me, I only bite if you ask nicely :) she/it/they

[application-doll]

Hello! This one is doll, though it has another name. It is 24 and this blog is themed around the concept of empty spaces, a collection of micro fiction this one is using to explore the struggles it faces, and also just to yearn for a calm domestic life. Some fun little tags it uses to write it's work. Minors DNI, this blog is it's own way to shout into the void, so it's liable to post anything. This one is quite kinky, so that also may come up but it tends to write more soft things, comfort, whatever is wrong with the doll etc. I hope you find your stay here fun, and don't be afraid to DM it!

#applied doll is the one it uses to tag all of its work (it doesn't know how to do the cool linking thing)

If you got blocked it is so sorry but it blocks people purely just to curate its feed. If you're into something it isn't that's probably what happened. It also blocks people for posting screenshots of other social media without any other text, as far as its concerned that's bot behavior (the bad kind).

But that's kinda it!

[thefingerblaster]

Carving off an angel's wings, arms and legs to replace its limbs and make it a doll so it'll serve a master that actually exists rather than the mass hallucination that is "god"

You agree replog

[unspeakablybea]

daily affirmation: im a pretty little princess and nice women want to torture me in cute ways

[swagophile]

me: (drinking a latte) everyone should die. everyone in this entire world should fucking kill themselves. there's nothing in this life worth living for. everything is fucked. no one deserves to live. nobody deserves anything but suffering.

me: (drinking ice water) i think that peace among humans is possible. i think we can all find a way to make it work. i think the world is a beautiful place and we should fight to keep it a place we can all share together. life is a blessing

me: (drinking a monster energy) What If We Had Sex And Also I Killed Myself While We Were Having Sex

[swagophile]

thought about this more and realized these reactions map on really cleanly and neatly to caffeine content lol. i think its just caffeine

[balljointed-succubus]

it's so comfy here in the toy box! you should join me. it's so easy, all you have to do is let Miss dress you up and put the special necklace on you, and you get to come cuddle with us! you won't have to worry about anything anymore. you just get to cuddle with us all day, and the only interruptions are when Miss decides to take us out to play with us! it's such a delightful existence. it's such delicious bliss. you should come play with us! you should come cuddle with us!

i know what you really are underneath that mask. you should join us, dolly!

[daneverr]

tragic coin operated doll in a mall

in your local mall while shopping you notice a small crown around a small moving doll. its living and moving act as entertainment in the middle of the centre, dancing, singing and jumping around all giddy while being praised every second with endless coos. you see her freeze and stop smiling as she goes still where she was left, and once someone inserted $0.25 into her coin slot, directing her system to give her energy to operate for another minute, at which point her smile returns eliciting a cheer across the small crown of children and adults watching her and finding her cute and precious. it is an attraction made specifically for the mall to generate profit. she becomes increasingly popular and drives more traffic to the store by people who want to see her and all the things they have heard her do that are all over social media.

no one can bats an eye when the price is changed to $0.50 because of "inflation", and keep funding her to see her happy and lively. the store notices this. no decrease at all in attention. so it becomes $2, with a temporary sale at $1. next quarter $5. the crowds become rarer, only during high traffic hours having enough attention as to keep her going, a cycle that if no one pays it isnt moving and if it isnt moving it isnt generating attention from which to be alive. then $10. then $20. the times when the doll was active became less and less. adults scolded children for caring so much and told them to move on. those who protested were met with nothing and ignored, or worse told if they cared so much about if she smiled they should just pay the fee to see her move around for a minute. "this isnt a charity, we arent keeping her around for nothing. cost of running her and all.". complains fizzled out shamefully when no one could or wanted to pay the high fees, even the loyal fans eventually moving on, leaving her stuck unalive. management simply concluded the product lost popularity and forgot about it.

a young girl who had gone to that mall a few times many years ago before moving, when she became an adult years later visited that mall she remembered fondly again to see the doll dance, smile and delight. when she came to the spot all she found was a "statue", the doll. she asked an employee, a janitor but as far as any working there remembered it was just small decoration as long as any of them had been there, a statue frozen with a emotionless look placed against a wall to make the room look less boring. she thought back to the joy she was on the doll as it brought smiles to all around it and couldnt help but get a little emotional knowing it would never have the chance to do so again, that it was lucky to even exist and not be thrown away.

[sevinohl]

Every fanart i see of rocky and adrian is just this and i love it

[thesis1337]

If dolls were allowed preferences dear heavens heeled boots are great and it would love if whoever will own it would wear those sometimes. It knows its place and would never *ask* for such accommodation, but this one can misbehave and have such scandalous desires sometimes, because its a very dysfunctional doll

[mewracle]

fat porcelain dollgirl with lovingly filled in cracks for stretch marks

[mewracle]

everyone wanted this concept in kintsugi so 👍 meet delfie

[application-doll]

How does a doll even know what it likes? How does a doll even communicate what it needs? Can a doll even understand what it means to have independence? When its very wants, its needs, its thoughts and dreams and fantasies are manipulated and controlled and influenced by its owner. What does consent mean, it someone else controls what it wants. Can you truly want something if your very base desires are corrupted and controlled. Yes, of course you can. It is just, not your choice. Not, my choice. And even how hot the little doll finds that is not its own choice.

What does consent mean, if what it wants, isn't its own decision.

It doesn't mean anything. So why even ask. It consents. It wants this. You already decided it did.

[desireddracula]

You're too pretty to know that.

[dunsparr0w]

The Doll blinks. It is present again. Something must be wrong. A long period of quiet rest suddenly broken. The Doll understands. A quiet breath and the voices dim, the arguing and the screaming and the laughter fading out leaving nothing but cool numbness. The numbness spreads, filling the vessel with ice. The Doll is ice and soothes the worn nerves of a body that's always felt wrong. But the Doll did not choose the vessel. It is time to perform its task once again.

[application-doll]

Happy one year anniversary to this blog, and the 2 month migraine that triggered it's creation, a lot has happened since then, I've moved across the country, started dating my owner, got medicated for those migraines, and got a new, stable job that I'm extremely happy about. Happy birthday application doll, I love you.

[what-even-is-thiss]

Something that the US and China do have in common is everybody pretending to work for ten hours a day at their jobs while playing predatory gacha games on their phones

[application-doll]

So, recently this little doll discovered that part of its brainwashing with its owner involved associating service with pleasure, with reward, with desperate need, with being in heat, with, ecstasy. So, it learned this, then immediately learned that it could think about being of service, and it would feel incredibly, mind numbingly, desperately horny, and also, so full of pleasure it's knees would crumble. And it told its owner, and she immediately removed its ability to press this button for itself. And, oh God it's so hot to know that my owner just decided to take that away so my training would go better. So I didn't misuse it to feel good. She took away the ability for me to feel pleasure from a button in my brain so she could fuck me harder later and it felt pleasure FROM THAT. It's so fucked. It's so brainwashed. It's so broken. It's so happy

[this-one-suggests-dollmode]

they're calling it "the most dismantlable doll there ever was"

[godless-femininity]

To be a doll is to be a toy. Given a voicebox to please a witch, erogenous zones to stimulate those sounds, and a body to use and desecrate. The wonderful part of being a doll is how malleable one is. How easily it can be broken. Tortured. How desperately it will thank you for the torture. Pleading for more. The joy of service and praise for ones debasement is unmatched by anything.