#charleigh's doll

[sheplayswithlifee]

Not sure why Chance is being so dramatic watching Charleigh play dolls. Maybe it's because he's childish and thirsty to play with her.

#Things Are Happening #The Sims 4 #TS4 #TS4 Gameplay #The Sims 4 Story #TS4 Story #BlackSimmer #Black Simmer #Chance Weasley

[badluck990]

Day 7: Post a link to your fave whump fic Stories because I can't pick

You’re getting a list because people are talented and deserve to be noticed dammit!!!!!!!1

@kim-poce– Full house, Alex & Neo, Burning to Ashes, Candy the Doll, The Witches Layer

@befuddled-calico-whump – Riot kings and their darker take on Wizard of Oz

@wolfeyedwitch – And Still, Weapons don’t weep, Bloody outstretched hands

@haro-whumps– Group Whumpees

@sideblogformindtrash – Blue, Orfeu/Haru, BB & Pastel

@whump-me-all-night-long – The scoop of a lifetime, Charleigh’s Doll, The Jewelry Box

@cupcakes-and-pain– Charles & Ollie

@whumpzone – Tomas & Rowe, Linden & Colton

#I apologize if I annoy anyone with the @ #wij237 #whumpmasinjuly2023

[newbornwhumperfly]

whump aesthetics: dollie (a scarred, scared doll - @whump-me-all-night-long i love & wanna protecc she <333)

#i hope you like this! <3 cause i love her so much. #dollie #charleigh's doll #whump-me-all-night-long #whump aesthetics #whump #whumpee #pet whump #lady whump #slavery

[hollowtreesinhollowwoods]

Boi howdy it took me a while but I really wanted to do some fanart for the series “Charleigh’s Doll” cuz there’s only two posts but I’m already hooked o(*°▽°*)o I really hope you like this @whump-me-all-night-long! Also sorry if I got Dollie’s scar on the wrong side I wasn’t sure if it was on her left or our left but here it is! I went based on their picrew appearances but I did take some creative liberty in their outfits. 

#charleigh's doll #fanart #charleigh - charleigh's doll #dollie - charleigh's doll #reyna - charleigh's doll

[getyourwhumphere]

So I drew Dollie from @whump-me-all-night-long 's story Charleigh's Doll because I love it! Sorry for the image quality.

#whump #whumpee #whump art

[lollypopsx]

Omg the names are so cute!!! 🥺 and how the one come out when the other needs help with mischief, please that’s so cute!!! 🥺🥺

Omg not the air freshener 😭😭😭

Please and Harry would act all fake shocked and offended 😂😂 and Charleigh would find that the funniest thing on earth 😂😂

Sometimes it would get to mid Dec and H would forget they have two!

And they'd for sure be something to do with the other boys! Niall once stayed over to watch Charleigh while H was working late, so Niall just ended up spending the night, and he helped Harry with the mess.

Harry and Niall decided to rearrange Charleigh's corner of the living room, which had a bookshelf, and a few toys, plus a little chair and desk. She had a tall dolls house standing tall as well, so they made it a little bit messy and had some of the items of the doll house scattered around the floor with the elf sat in the bath tub in the doll house.

But Charleigh had taken great pride in tidying up her corner the day before and she had woken up particularly overwhelmed and anxious that day, so there were a fair few tears in the morning when she saw the mess, and destruction of the Doll House. It took Harry and Niall a while to console her from the mean elf!😟

Harry and Niall also felt incredibly guilty!

#lollypopsx #ask #my beachwood cafe ❤️ #singledadrry #single dad harry #singledadrry x charleigh #single dad harry x charleigh #harry styles

[whumps-and-stuff]

stories i love

Kai and Callaghan by @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi

Charleigh’s Doll and the Jewelry Box by @whump-me-all-night-long

Out Unseen by @sableflynn   

Paladin series by @livingforthewhump

I’ll add in more as I find some more

[dolcevitamamma]

Sunday Show and Tell ✨💜✨ POST NUMBER ONE OF TWO ✨ I am still taking some Christmas delivery orders, please message me first to make sure I still have availablity 🤗 Sidenote: I always take my photos in natural lighting, velvet catches the light differently depending on how it is caught. With the season changing it is not always so easy for me to capture the color accurately, if you have any questions about a color feel free to dm me😉 Please note that the Script, Rainbow Script, and Italic hand embroidered fonts are included up to 8 letters, but the Nora, Addie, and custom fonts are extra as it takes me much longer to do ($3 per letter). 1. “Valkyrie Grace” 45” blanket in the limited edition tie dye extra wide velvet with the hand embroidered Rainbow script font and custom stars 2. “Once upon a dream Lucy Kathleen” custom 30” blanket size in the extra wide Iced Blush velvet and the hand embroidered script and Nora fonts 3. “Eleanor Grace” 24” lovey in the extra wide Dusty Rose velvet, lace, and the hand embroidered lowercase Nora font 4. “Charleigh” 24” lovey in the extra wide Claret velvet, lace, and the hand embroidered Script font 5. Doll lovey in the Addie Floral Frenzy velvet, lace, and a hand embroidered heart... I relinquished a little of this gorgeous floral to @shop_marigoldgirl, and she made some gorgeous bloomers in this velvet that will be for sale tomorrow, see her page for details 6. “Lucy” 14” lovey in the extra wide black velvet with the hand embroidered script font ✨Don’t miss the second post, there are some more beautiful names and colors! The Off the Menu colors are in my Highlights 🙌✨ BTW Off the Menu means it is not permanent and may not always be there due to availability✨ If you are a follower of mine here, please comment on and like this post to be entered in a monthly draw to win one of two $30 shop credits💛 Winners will be announced December 1st✨✨✨Enter to win a doll lovey on Winning Wednesdays🎉 #sundayshowandtell #personalizedgifts #madewithlove #handlettering #handembroidery #heavenlyvelvetmuslinblanket #nurserydecor #handmadeisbetter #dolcedreams https://www.instagram.com/p/B4bQiz5g5ST/?igshid=16kk5fbhkqh2u

#sundayshowandtell #personalizedgifts #madewithlove #handlettering #handembroidery #heavenlyvelvetmuslinblanket #nurserydecor #handmadeisbetter #dolcedreams

[allkindsofplatinumandpercocet]

Halos 1, 3, 4, 6, 8, 11, 12

Oh gosh. 1. It is more of a comfort zone thing than anything else, honestly. And I really wanted to explore this particular dynamic in a BDSM setting.3. My favorite line of narration? Oh jeez… I think maybe when Charleigh was expositioning about how her parents hadn’t eanted a daughter, they eanted a doll. 4. My favorite line of diolague…. oh jesus… I don’t know if I can pick just one. I am quite partial to EVERYTHING Pete says, like… everything. But ‘I’ve got you, Angel’ is HUGELY important. Maybe not my favorite but certainly the most important. 6. The LENGTH. I never imagined it would get to the point that it is. EVER. It is a labor of love. 8. Kind of? I grew up dancing, but was never Charleigh’s caliber. So maybe it is more an event that inspired it, I’m not really sure. But my upbringing in ballet absolutely helped form the story.11. Aside from the relationship? Probably the depth of it. I try very hard ro make everything as accurate as possible, while still keeping it interesting.12. There… is a lot, actually. I get very twitchy rereading my own work be it from plot points, dialogue or the excessive typos. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR PLAYING.

[whump-me-all-night-long]

“Have Mercy” with Dollie? 💛

So this, uhh, went from short, kind angsty drabble, to sad whumpy backstory hours. I hope y’all enjoy this little glimpse into Dollie’s past!

Tag list because I think it’s long enough (let me know if you only want to be included on official chapters!): @cupcakes-and-pain @lave-e @simplygrimly @greenhouseofwhump @yet-another-heathen @faffisalus @lonesome--hunter @florenceisfalling @legendarypotatoknish @starnight-whump @wildlywhumping @shoyzz-art @deluxewhump @poppys-writing @thatonepeep (let me know if you want to be added/removed!)

CW: lady whump, lady whumpee, male whumper, pet whump, general violence (nothing sexual), manhandling, choking, slamming into walls, cutting, gendered slurs/language, this one’s kind of a rough one, so please let me know if I missed anything!

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Doll was sitting, still and silent as all pets should be, on her small, wine colored bed, legs folded perfectly under her, when Master stormed in, the door banging loudly behind him. Startled, she quickly stood, ready to curtsy, but Master was already crossing the room, standing in front of her, his large, meaty hands clasping around her neck, over her silk-and-satin collar.

He squeezed her neck tightly, slamming her back into the wall. The room spun around Doll as she gaped, breathless. She smelled the alcohol on Master’s breath only a moment later as he leaned in to snarl at her. 

“You little bitch!” he spit at her while she tried regaining her breath. One of his hands moved from her neck to grab a fistful of hair, yanking her head back farther. She whined softly, painfully, but he quickly slammed her head against the wall again. “Don’t you dare!’ 

Her hands rose up to brush against his, but she quickly thought better of it and dropped them back down to hang limply at her side. She hung there, forced up on her toes, as she gasped for air and watched her master warily. Once she no longer felt on the verge of passing out, she cautiously asked, “What- what happened, Master?”

He froze before flinging her away from himself into the opposite wall of the medium sized parlor, causing her vision to darken and sending her to her hands and knees. “What happened?” he roared. “What do you think happened, you bitch? She left! My wife, your precious little Mistress, left!”

Doll blinked at him uncomprehendingly. That- that couldn’t be right. Mistress wouldn’t just leave. There had to be something else he wasn’t telling her. Mistress loved her darling little Doll; she’d never abandon her. The confusion must’ve been showing on her face, because Master sneered.

“That’s right,” he continued. “She abandoned you. She never loved you. In fact, you’re the reason she left!” As quickly as it had come, his sneer left, replaced by a hate-filled gaze. “Your worthless ass is the reason she left. You have no one to blame but yourself.”

Doll couldn’t help the tears that began sliding down her face as she sat there, propped up, ugly, against the wall. “N-no,” she whimpered. “No, Mistress, no!”

Master crossed the room in a few short steps, quickly backhanding her. Her head snapped to the side, bursting in red-hot pain and making her eyes water. “Shut up!” he bellowed. “You don’t get to be upset! Not when you’re the reasons she’s gone!” He dragged her back up, then, by her collar, causing her to scramble and follow him up as her air was cut off. He brought her close to his face, so much so that she struggled not to gag against the alcohol clinging to his breath. “I am going to make you regret it,” he murmured, eyes glazed with rage meeting her own terrified ones. “I am going to make you regret making her leave. I am going to make you regret being born.”

As he pressed her against the wall, his hands grew steadily tighter around her neck, causing the black at the edges of her vision to take over. Suddenly, it was as if she couldn’t control herself; she began to struggle.

She grabbed his hands with her own, uselessly pulling at his much too strong grip. She could feel her strength draining, so she made one last desperate attempt and kicked her legs out wildly. One of them connected with something solid, and less than a second later, Doll was dropped to the ground, crumpling in a shaking heap, as Master doubled over, clutching between his legs and spewing curses at her.

“You filthy pet!” he screamed, red in the face. “You useless whore! You disgusting slut! I am going to fucking kill you!”

Doll blinked her wide eyes, still filled with tears, at him, shaking and silent. She had hurt her master. She had heard the stories of what happened to pets that did that. But she didn’t mean to- but she had, and now she would pay the price.

Registering that, she dropped into a less than graceful kneeling position, pressing her forehead to the ground. She waited until he slowly stopped screaming, then waited some more as his feet walked in front of her. She hardly dared to breathe as one of his solid hands gripped her chin and lifted her head. She kept her eyes lowered in submission, waiting until he spoke. 

When he did, it was in a much too calm voice. “Do you have anything to say for yourself, pet?”

Lips trembling, she murmured, “M-mercy. Have mercy, Master. I apologize for my actions. Please-” Her voice broke and she swallowed a sob- “Please punish me how you see fit.”

He didn’t say anything for a long time, just silently gazing down at her, in disgust and another emotion she couldn’t place. When he finally did speak, his voice barely wavered. “I never understood why she liked you, my dear Malia. She would fawn over you for hours in this little parlour, show you off to all of her friends, dress you up and spoil you rotten. I never understood it. She would just say that you were her ‘darling little Doll.’” He spoke the words with such venom, Doll was surprised she didn’t flinch back.

He continued, as if unaware. “I don’t know why she loved you. Or whatever it is owners feel towards their pets. I don’t think I’ll ever understand. To me-” his hand tightened on her chin, and it took everything in her not to cry out in pain- “you’re just a breakable toy with a pretty face!” He grew louder as he spoke and when he finished, he flung her back down to the ground, where she allowed herself to crumple and waited.

His feet paced in front of her, growing more and more agitated before he finally left the room with stomping feet. Doll felt her throat closing up as panic began to eat up at her. She knew her punishment would be severe. But she didn’t know how far Master would take it without Mistress there to rein him in.

She didn’t have to wait long; only a minute or so after he left, he returned, grabbing her already bruising neck and shoving her into the wall, the forearm of one arm resting heavily on her throat, constricting her breaths. He watched her with dark, hooded eyes. 

“I think,” he drawled, “that the best punishment for you would be for that pretty face you and your Mistress treasured so much to be ruined beyond repair.” 

Doll could only blink up at him, too winded to say anything and too terrified to move. Something silver glinted in the corner of her eye before his other hand made a violent slashing motion, and the left side of her face exploded in pain.

She let out a breathless scream, collapsing to the ground as he let go of her. Her hands immediately went to clutch at her face, coming back crimson. Oh, she thought distantly, that’s blood. I’m bleeding. Blood dripped, thick and warm, down her eye and cheek and face, clouding the sight in one of her eyes.

She had never been in such pain before. Mistress, when displeased with her, would only starve her for a few days, maybe a couple lashes with her belt if the offense had been serious. Never something so violent, so painful. She wasn’t trained to handle pain. She heard a soft whimpering sound, and it took her a minute to realize that the sound was coming from her.

Master gave her a hard kick to the ribs, making more tears flow down her face, mingling with the blood and making it sting. “Shut up,” he snapped, turning to leave the room. “By the way,” he called over his shoulder. “I’m taking you back to the pet store in the morning.” With that, he turned and left, the door closing and locking behind him.

Doll laid on the ground, blood spilling from her face and into the carpet. She didn’t know how long she stayed like that before she finally mustered the strength to rise to her knees and crawl over to her bed. Curling up tightly, she allowed her eyes to close and fall into unconsciousness, into a dream where Mistress had never left her, where her face was still perfect and beautiful.

#charleigh's doll #charleigh - charleigh's doll #master and mistress - charleigh's doll #whump #whump writing #lady whump #lady whumpee #male whumper #violence #manhandling #choking #slamming into walls #cutting #gendered slurs #pet whump #this one kinda got away from me y'all #and there's no editing we die like men

[newbornwhumperfly]

whump aesthetics: charleigh’s doll (a cheerful girl buys a traumatized pet; what could go wrong? -  @whump-me-all-night-long i adore your series so much! <3)

#i gave this series a very barbie vibe i hope that's right! <3 #charleigh #dollie #charleigh’s doll #whump-me-all-night-long #whump aesthetics #whump #whumpee #caretaker #slavery #pet whump #lady whump

[whump-me-all-night-long]

Charleigh’s Doll - Acquisition

So this is a new idea that I’ve been working on for a little bit, instead of any of my current WIPs. What can I say, the creative juices flow where they flow. Anyways, I can’t say how often this will update or how consistently, but I have high-ish hopes!

Tagging some people who expressed an interest (let me know if you want to be added or removed!): @cupcakes-and-pain @lave-e @killtheprotagonist 

CW: lady whump, pet whump, dehumanization, referring to people as “it,” lady whumpee, lady whumper/caretaker, lines between whumper and caretaker being blurred, that’s all for this chapter I think, but please let me know if I missed anything!

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Charleigh sighed, tapping her foot impatiently on the store floor, her eyes trailing over the items lining the shelves of the pet store. She glanced at her watch yet again before pursing her lips and nudging the girl next to her, who turned around to frown at her.

“Sorry, Charleigh!” she said lightheartedly, tossing her natural unnaturally red hair over her shoulder, sounding not very sorry at all.

Charleigh just gave a sigh before her lips turned upward into a reluctant grin. “It’s fine, Rey,” she conceded. “But if we don’t get going soon, we’re gonna miss the movie.”

Her best friend, Reyna, gave a dismissive wave of her hand, turning back to stare at the shelf in front of her. “Don’t be such a worrywart. We’ll get there in plenty of time. You’re just sad because we might miss some of the previews. And you love those.” She gave Charleigh a teasing grin over her shoulder. “Weirdo.”

Charleigh snorted a soft laugh, and was about to reply when a commotion came from the back of the store, where they kept the pets. She didn’t know what made her do it, but she left Reyna behind in the accessories section staring at the selection of toys in front of her with nothing but a wave and followed the noises.

She pulled up short at what she saw when she reached the area. She’d never been a big pet person - never seen the appeal, quite frankly, or had the time - but taking in the pets lining the back wall in their cages, the rather poor, uncomfortable conditions they were kept in, her mouth twisted into a grimace. She dragged her eyes over the scene in front of her, brows raising in surprise.

Two store employees were struggling to drag a sobbing pet towards an empty cage. The pet, young with long dark hair covering most of her face, was flailing about, bawling and whimpering. Charleigh had no doubt that the pet would be begging if not for the tight black muzzle secured fast around her face.

A few other shoppers had stopped to watch the scene, and one, a middle aged woman with a bleach blonde bob, leaned over to loudly whisper to Charleigh, “God, don’t they know how to make pets behave anymore. If my pet acted like that in public..” She trailed off with a distasteful look on her face before shaking her head and walking away. Charleigh couldn’t help but feel bad for that woman’s pet.

Slowly, the small crowd dispersed, until all but Charleigh were gone. One of the employees, a young woman about Charleigh’s age, glanced up and made an apologetic expression towards her, before soundly slapping the pet, who froze, a hand drifting up to clutch her cheek. 

Charleigh winced slightly in sympathy, craning her neck to see the pet through all the hair.  

“That’s it, pet!” the employee snapped, yanking the now-stunned pet up by her collar. “Behave yourself. Or do you want your removal date moved up?” The pet let out a broken cry at that but stopped struggling immediately.

The employees got her in the cage and fastened the door securely, leaving the pet curled up in a shaking ball as far back as she could get before turning around to leave. Charleigh caught the attention of the other one, a lanky teen boy, probably only working here as an after school job, and he moved over towards them.

“Can I help you with anything?” he asked, a forced smile matching his overly cheerful tone.

She gave him a small smile back, remembering her own teen years working in customer service. “Yeah, um, hi, I had a question. About that pet.”

His smile wavered for a moment before he responded. “Of course. What would you like to know?”

Her brow furrowed a bit. “What did that other employee mean, when she said ‘removal date’?” She gave an apologetic shrug. “Sorry, I don’t have a pet. I’m just here with a friend.” She hitched a thumb over towards Reyna’s general direction.

The boy gave a polite nod. “Not a problem at all. Every pet has a sale value connected to them - how much they’re worth - and based on that, a removal date is issued out. If they’re not sold by that date, then they’re removed. Pets who are considered more high demand have further out dates, whereas pets considered less desirable have dates that are closer. It also depends on their health, their temperament, what company and store they’re being sold in, and if they’ve been bought before. For example-”

Charleigh cut him off, frowning slightly. “Wait, what do you mean, they’re removed?”

He looked at her like she was crazy - or just very dumb. “When a pet reaches their removal date without being bought, they’re euthanized. After that point, they’re deemed to cost more than they’re worth. It’s all very humane, of course.”

Charleigh felt sick. She pushed out, “And, um, when is that pet’s removal date?” She gestured over to the one from before, who had quieted down and simply folded up on herself.

The man gave a small shrug. “Tomorrow, after closing. That’s when removals take place.” He added with a small laugh, “Of course, it might be removed tonight, after all the trouble it’s caused. Nothing but a problem since we got it. It is a used pet, after all. Not the first time we’ve removed ‘em before we’re supposed to. Especially with the troublemakers.” He gave her a conspiratorial wink before moving on to help another customer.

Charleigh stood there for a moment, feeling the ground sway underneath her. She thought she might be sick. Before she was fully aware of what she was doing, she had moved over to the cage where the pet had been shoved in.

Tapping softly on the glass, she tried to get the pet’s attention, but it was as if the pet had left her body, staring blank, glassy green eyes through the hair still hanging in front of the majority of her face. Seeing the thin piece of paper hanging from the cage, Charleigh grabbed it and skimmed over the information.

It listed her height, weight, hair color, eye color, all the details about her that a potential owner might like to know. Charleigh’s eyes widened at the age. 22. That was only three years younger than herself or Reyna. Swallowing down her disgust, she continued reading. 

Temperament: Unruly unless strict discipline is shown. 

Charleigh gave the pet a quick once-over, finding it hard to reconcile the terrified, softly whimpering girl in front of her with the one the employee and booklet painted.

Charleigh’s lips parted and she murmured softly, “Hey there. I’m not going to hurt you. Can you turn around for me, please?” The pet stiffened, before reluctantly shifting herself so that she was facing Charleigh.

She reached through the thin, widely spaced bars of the cage to place two fingers underneath the pet’s chin. Lifting the pet’s head, Charleigh couldn’t contain the gasp as she saw the pet’s face, subconsciously raising a hand to her own cheek.

The pet was extremely pretty - or, she would’ve been, if not for the jagged scar going down the left side of her face, from the top of her hairline, through the far corner of her eye and ending at the edge of her mouth. It was if someone had taken a knife to her face and yanked it down as roughly as they could. Charleigh leaned back slightly, her other hand going to cover her mouth. The pet’s big green eyes watched her warily, tracking every movement. 

Her otherwise flawless pale skin spoke of a pet that had been otherwise well cared for, if a bit sun-deprived. Charleigh forced herself to look down the rest of her body and, while she couldn’t see any other visible marks, she did note that the pet seemed unhealthily thin.

“Oh my,” Charleigh whispered. “What happened to you?” 

The pet seemed to pull back from that, as if expecting to get hit. Charleigh winced at her words, realizing how they probably sounded to the pet. She pulled the informational booklet towards her again and continued reading, a half-thought pushing into her head that she wasn’t quite ready to acknowledge yet.

She caught note of the words facial disfigurement and grimaced before continuing searching for what she was looking for. The price was listed at the very bottom of the sheet, in bolded print. 

Charleigh sucked in a breath, at once surprised at both how expensive and relatively inexpensive the pet was. Most pets, she knew, were sold for tens - or even hundreds - of thousands of dollars. This one was only a few thousand. Only, she scoffed at herself. 

The thought, the one she didn’t allow herself to think, kept poking at her, and she just stared at the pet until a hand dropped on her shoulder, snapping her out of it. 

She glanced up to find Reyna standing above her. “Hey, Charleigh, I’ve got what I need. Wanna head out now?” she said, lifting a plastic bag, before glancing at the pet with raised brows. “What is that?”

Charleigh shrugged, dropping the paper and standing. “Nothing. I was just looking at something.” She hesitated before taking a step away. “Anyways, you’re right. We don’t want to miss our movie.” 

Yet, as she tried to move, she found that she kept staring back at that pet, still curled up and watching her mournfully, with eyes both too old and too young. Reyna let out a big sigh. “You keep staring at that pet. You’re not seriously considering…?” She trailed off, arching a perfectly shaped brow.

Charleigh gave her a weary look. “I don’t know. She is kinda cheap. Only a couple thousand. I’ve got plenty saved up. Plus, she- her removal date is pretty close.” She gave a kind of helpless shrug, taking a tiny step back towards the cage. Then another one.

Reyna just rolled her eyes, following her back to the pet. “Fine. She is pretty cute. Except for that hideous scar. No wonder they pushed up her removal date.” Rey grinned, nudging Charleigh with her shoulder. “But for that price, it’s a steal. Plus maybe she and my Sadie girl could have pet playdates!” She laughed, and Charleigh could tell she was now thinking about her own pet at home, the one her parents had bought her as a graduation gift.

Charleigh crouched in front of the pet, reaching hand back in. “Here, girl,” she commanded softly. The pet stared at her for a moment before obediently, if a bit reluctantly, pushing her head into the hand. She scratched the pet’s scalp a bit, wondering. “Hmm, what do you think? Should I take you home?” Her hand trailed downward, brushing a finger against the large scar, before moving to cup the pet’s chin. She turned the pet’s head towards her, brushing a couple strands of the dark hair out of the way. 

The pet watched her, unreadable expressions warring across her face. But she didn’t pull away, or show any signs of disobedience or defiance that Charleigh would’ve expected from her temperament description. Instead, she seemed content to sit there, drying tears on her face, and be held by Charleigh’s hand.

Charleigh glanced up at her friend, before giving a small laugh. “Look at this face. How could I say no?”

Reyna threw her hands up in mock surrender, still grinning like a fiend. “Okay, if that’s how you wanna spend your money.”

Charleigh shrugged, flagging down an employee. She pointed towards the pet. “Hi, I’d like to buy this pet.”

#charleigh's doll #whump #whump writing #whumpee #lady whumpee #whumper #caretaker #lady whumper/caretaker #lady whump #pet whump #dehumanization #referring to people as it #blurred boundaries between whumper and caretaker #if anyone has any better description for that i'm all ears #charleigh - charleigh's doll #dollie - charleigh's doll #although she hasn't been named yet ;) #reyna - charleigh's doll #y'all this is actually the most excited i've been about some writing in a while #i promise i'll update devin's story sometime soon #but my creative juices are just not flowing for it right now #i kinda burnt myself out and the fact that i was able to finish this at all is something i'm pretty proud of #anyways yeah let me know what y'all think if this

[whump-me-all-night-long]

Charleigh's Doll Masterlist

CW for series: lady whump, pet whump, lady whumpee, lady whumper/caretaker, dehumanization, blurred lines between whumper and caretaker

Picrew || Dollie by @liliability || Dollie, Charleigh, and Reyna by @hollowtreesinhollowwoods || Story moodboard and Dollie moodboard by @newbornwhumperfly || Dollie by @whumpcolored-glasses || Dollie by @getyourwhumphere || Dollie by @whumpy-drawings-and-stuff

Worldbuilding ask || Ask 2 || Ask 3 || Ask 4

Chapters:

Acquisition

Consequences

Breakfast

Prequel Chapters:

"Have Mercy"

Command asks:

Dollie breaks her foot || Dollie cuts her face || Dollie burns her arm || Charleigh hits Dollie || Dollie has a nice time || Dollie clasp her hands || Charleigh hugs Dollie || Charleigh whips Dollie || Dollie bites Charleigh || Dollie has a snack || Dollie breaks her wrist || Charleigh hugs Dollie 2 || Dollie staples her fingers || Dollie asks Charleigh for food

Taglist: @cupcakes-and-pain @lave-e @simplygrimly @greenhouseofwhump @yet-another-heathen @whump-scribbles @lonesome--hunter @florenceisfalling @starnight-whump @wildlywhumping @shoyzz-art @deluxewhump @poppys-writing @thatonepeep @newbornwhumperfly @getyourwhumphere @myworstdays

#charleigh's doll #charleigh's doll masterlist #whump #whump writing #whump masterlist #lady whump #lady whumpee #lady whumper #lady caretaker #pet whump #dehumanization #blurred boundaries between whumper and caretaker

[whump-me-all-night-long]

Oops, I accidentally made some picrews using this really cute one I found.

I made them for my new story, which I just posted the first chapter of.

The main character, Charleigh, is a whumper/caretaker combo:

Here's the main whumpee, yet to be named, who Charleigh bought:

And here's Charleigh's best friend, Reyna, who I can't say too much about yet:

#charleigh's doll #picrew #i did this instead of sleeping #so i hope y'all enjoy it! #i'm currently trying to tell myself to go to bed instead of write the next chapter