Dollhouse Stories

Ite so this start off from a different approach for Junior year but void stiles still happen and Kira goes out with stiles and Malia is going to go out with Scott! Don't like then bitch why are you still fucking reading this my ass would have left bye now damn one long ass summary

This is a story about how things are never as they seem. Meet Moxie- she's a 17 year old girl who lives in a seemingly perfect area with a perfect family- except when no one's around. Her family is falling apart at the seams and her brother Jack is the only one who knows that looking perfect for people is wrong. He moved out when he got the chance and her mother swears his thoughts are side effects of drugs. Her sister though is, "What reminds them to be perfect." In this dog eat dog place will anyone ever discover the truth? NOTE: This is based on the song Dollhouse by Melanie Martinez but it's not a fan fiction! I just liked the story of the song and made it in-depth. You should definitely check out the song it and her are great! *contains swears*

(THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED, EXPlained BELOW) "Let's play dolls under a cherry blossom tree but one doll got run over and lost both her feet another one got bit and bled to death another one left and never came back Let's play dolls where no one will roam near this old abandoned home they say the ghost come out at night and two got killed out of fright. No one will know about you and me So let's play dolls under a cherry blossom tree." *** Preview from Chapter One; She woke up in a cold sweat, facing an unfamiliar room. Dust piled a mile high, making her sneeze and her eyes itch. The door to the room creaked open, and a tall woman with a Barbie mask on, just above her top lip, peeked in. "Yay! The last dollie's awake! Now I can play!" The barbie sang in a annoyingly high pitched voice. "Who exactly are you, where am I, and why are my arms tied to this bed?" the girl asked, looking down at her tied hands. "Silly, silly. We must not waist time! I can't wait to play with my new dollies!" The Barbie sang in reply. From a pocket in her teacup dress she pulled out a syringe with a pink fluid inside. "Wh- what are you doing? Get away from me!" The girl protested, but to no avail, and screamed as The Barbie injected the scorching hot fluid into her neck and blood stream. "Sorry, dolly!" were the last high pitched words she heard before she passed out. * I'm sorry but I'm not going to continue this story, it doesn't interest me and I have ideas for different stories that I hope you will read. My apologies. Amazing cover by @Inkscopy, along with a banner by her Under the protection of Copyright © (THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED AS STATED ABOVE)

Melanie x reader You are a K-12 concert backup dancer who gets stuck in a love story with Mel It's going to be from a girls perspective but if people want just pretend it has male pronouns or whatever you prefer

Trapped. For an unknown, vacant eternity, Somewhere above the highest skies and lower than the fuming hells, within a void, in between two worlds - there they laid, stuck, broken, abysmal destiny blinding life itself, The only way to find peace is play, fight and dig their own graves in the game of death. Would our specific "he" unravel the mystery?

All rights go to Melanie Martinez. I don't own the crybaby story she does. This is for all my Crybabies! I've always wanted to be a normal girl. The kind with friends and a nice family. But that isn't going to happen. I am not a normal girl. I am Crybaby and this is my story.

The saddest girl she had to be Salty tears stream down her cheek Her heart's bigger than her body Her name is Oka Ruto I don't own Yandere Simulator, nor do I own Cry Baby

She has too keep her mouth shut of else she's in for one hell of a ride

"Well, I make things, fix things, and collect stuff." "Like what?" "Well, I can fix cars and broken toys and I make and collect..." He paused. "Dolls." his voice a bare whisper. "What?" "Oh, nothing." __________________ InsanelyFrancesca© AnxietyAtTheBall© InsaneAtTheBall©

"Do you have feelings, Penelope?," "No." "Are your eyes open after 7:00pm, Penelope?," "No." "And you know what the maskless at seven can do to you, right Penelope?," "Yes." "Then, tell me Penelope; why are you one of them?." -Welcome to a world; where everything stops at 7:00pm, yet also stars at 7:00pm. Where it is lawful to wear the mask, but some people choose to be maskless... Welcome to a thrilling story; where a mother wants to kill. A grandmother wants to give. And a blonde wants to live." -->11th of April 2018 ranked #863 Mystery/Thriller © Mennaspublishing 2018

Some of Mara Cohen's memories don't fit. For example, even with her father's death, she can't feel any remorse. And she doesn't know why. But his death was enough to change her life. A strange presence lurks in the shadows, calling to her, yet refusing to reveal themselves. She's forced to return to the place she once called home. Here's the tricky part. She's trapped inside the house, until she solves the puzzle of her childhood memories and seek answers to the questions she never asked. Turns out, ghosts are more than just scary. They're an embodiment of one's unconscious.

If you don't know the 2009 series Dollhouse then you need to look it up. In Paris there is a rumored place that is running an operation. The operation is said to help people by saving them from their terrible lives and send others people that can help what they need help with. At times, it even deals with fantasy (stay PG people). This operation is called the Dollhouse. Lotus, originally Marinette, is a doll in the Dollhouse. She is one of the most popular dolls in the house. Her number one persona is Paris's superhero, Ladybug. She slowly becomes aware of her existence in the Dollhouse during her time there. Adrien is a member of the Agreste household and a model for the Agreste brand. He slowly comes aware of the existence of the Dollhouse through interactions with their dolls. He also finds things about his family that he didn't know before. "Alright, Adrien. We have a new model to help us out with this photo shoot today." "We do? Who is it?" A girl with raven black hair that shined with a blue hue in the sun went over to Adrien. She reached out her hand and smiled. "Hello there. I am Mauve." #36-dollhouse-(1/12/20) #133-amelie-(7/12/20) #262-renarouge-(8/30/20)

Is FANTASTIC!

The future king was born in Kingsland, everyone had been expecting that to arrive. Everyone... except the princess... I do not own the characters used, just the story.

You "Melani" are being are being held hostage by Crybaby in her dollhouse and if you dont escape soon you will end up like them.... ~𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝐵𝑦 𝑆𝑜𝑎𝑝𝑆𝑝𝑖𝑙𝑙~ ~𝟿.𝟷𝟸.𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶/ 𝟷𝟸.𝟿.𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶~- ♡~︎Also sorry ab spelling mistakes and Melani is pronounced Melanie~♡︎ ~Btw still working on this not fully done!ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ~ ~also this might not be the best book ever bc I'm bad at writing books:( 𓃗~

Just some poems that I wrote for the Cry Baby album

Airi has always loved the library. Everyday after school she would rush over and read a few books in her favorite spot in the corner. Her town has always been a little creepy, with countless crimes taking place there, and a party rental place that people just seemed to "disappear" into. But everything changes when strange doll-like people begin appearing, and one of them asks Airi to play a game with her...

She kills herself. Life's an actual hell. All she worries about is the chocolate ice cream infront her doorstep. Can she accept the fact that she's a .......? What if your whole life was a lie?

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