#cinna.fics

Yeah okay, ethubs should gang up on Tango and feed him until he's aching and full, since he so clearly needs the help. The artificial hunger claws against his stomach, so he keeps eating everything they give him even as his belly starts to press against the waistband of his pants. The attention is intoxicating.

After every swallow, Bdubs presses another morsel to his lips. Tango can scarcely draw in a breath before something else is shoved into his mouth. Etho's hands roam his body, touching and rubbing the underside of his swollen belly. Every caress burns red-hot.

Welcome welcome~ Always happy to see more dollification fans, since it's so unfairly niche.

As for Joe and Cleo! Good taste for doll kink, I'd say. This one got a bit away from me.

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Jleo dollification, dom/sub dynamics with dom!Cleo, brat taming, and some references to exhibitionism but it's not a huge focus

Joe is a spirit who's able to possess different objects or bodies as hosts. Cleo normally makes them a human-like body and Joe made the puppet himself, but they have a few special ones in reserve.

One is a life-sized wooden doll, with intricate details carved into the surface and lovingly varnished. It's more an art piece than an actual body that Joe inhabits frequently; the limbs are thin, made delicate by the carving, and the joints are loose, so Joe struggles to hold a proper pose with them. Cleo made it a while ago while trying to find the best non-organic material for a body, but they've never gotten rid of it, for one specific reason.

Cleo likes time to herself to think. Joe also likes Cleo's time to think and will make that their problem at a moment's notice. When that happens, they pull out an armor stand book and set off to put him in his place.

First, she binds them to the wooden doll body. Beautiful but weak—a step shy of being a china doll.

What Cleo does next depends on how forgiving they feel.

Mercy is taking Joe for a walk with the armor stand book and leaving them behind in the shopping district or another hermit's base, unable to keep pace when she leaves. Either another hermit will take pity on the poor lost doll and help them home (or inside for some fun), or a mob will get them and they'll drop out of the body when they respawn, no worse for wear.

But when Cleo really feels like putting Joe into his place?

First is changing the doll's clothes; it's been so long since she's played with her doll, so a fresh outfit is in order. Whether she uses the armor stand book to pose them like a mannequin or simply manhandles him out of his clothes varies. Joe can't resist either way.

Dolls don't have opinions on what they wear, so Cleo picks by herself. Definitely something lacey and impractical that would be hard to move in. And dolls are made to be nice to look at, so the outfits she has are pointedly revealing. Frilly doll dresses with teasing hemlines, heeled boots and thigh-high stockings, even just lingerie—there are options.

And then Cleo takes their doll for a walk. No book this time, just a collar snapped around Joe's neck and a leash. There's a tag on the collar that says "If lost, return to Cleo," with a little heart etched underneath it.

Falseo! soft dom Cleo + sub false with soft dollification, coming right up :) (also has light though notable objectification) No sex here, just foreplay.

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From the moment the scene started, False wasn't supposed to move unless directed or to speak unprompted.

Cleo led her by the hand to their bedroom, saying that dolls bought out of box should always be cleaned up before being displayed. Undressing was almost painfully slow since Cleo had to do all the work, even positioning her limbs to remove the clothing. The best dolls could hold a pose for their owners.

False's eyes flickered to follow Cleo's hands.

They peeled off her gloves and jacket, slid the shirt over her head, and nimble fingers unfastened the button on her shorts and allowed them to drop. Dolls couldn't undress themselves, but False could flush hot when Cleo ran a hand along the swell of her ass, commenting that her sculptor had an excellent eye for detail.

Her bra and underwear went next, leaving her fully nude in the middle of the room while an appraising gaze dragged over her body. She fought down the urge to fidget as Cleo's eyes met her own. Dolls didn't move or shy away from attention. Dolls were display objects meant to be looked at.

Cleo interrupted her train of thought by leaning forward and placing a kiss on the corner of her lips, and then another on her cheek, on her jaw. They whispered into her ear, "You'll be good for me, won't you, beautiful?"

A shiver ran down False's spine. She nodded. "Y-yes. I'm a good doll."

X is so stressed out about micromanaging the server, so he delegates the maintenance to a handful of hermits for the day and gives himself to Keralis to do whatever he wants.

And Keralis wants to play with his doll.

I need Keralis to gently strip him out of his armor, whispering sweet words the entire time. He puts Xisuma in cute lingerie complete with lace-trimmed stockings and a soft, oversized sweater. The neckline is falling off his shoulders and the hem skims his thighs. Keralis keeps complimenting him in a way that makes his brain go fuzzy.

"You're so beautiful, sweetface," while picking off pieces of his armor one by one. "So nice and compliant for me," while clipping the garters to the top of his stockings.

Keralis sits on the bed and places Xisuma on his lap to brush his hair. "I love playing dress-up with my doll. Does my doll love it too?" And X isn't allowed to respond with words because dolls don't talk, but his breath catches when Keralis kisses the underside of his jaw and scrapes his teeth down his throat.

The gentle care goes on for half the day. Any time Xisuma looks like he's thinking about work, Keralis reaches under his sweater to palm his half-hard dick. It's never enough to satisfy but always enough to keep him needy and whining. Dolls don't ask for more, they take the pleasure they're given. By the time Keralis deems Xisuma ready to fuck, he's already flushed and aching for attention.

Keralis leaves him mostly dressed, since "we spent so long prettying my doll up; It'd be a shame to undo all that so soon. Don't you agree?" but unclips and garters and removes Xisuma's underwear like he's unwrapping a gift.

The sex is slow, each roll of Keralis's hips punctuated with another kiss to X's lips, his neck, his collarbones, his chest. Anywhere that Keralis can reach.

His stockings have bunched down to around his knees, his sweater is pushed up to expose his soft middle, and the hair Keralis spent so long working the tangles out of his already mused against the pale sheets. Keralis pulls another gasp from his throat as he pushes in deeper.

Xisuma cries in relief when he comes, and then a little more when Keralis kisses away the budding tears.

The clean-up is comparatively quick but no less gentle as they step into the shower together. They talk about how Xisuma feels while Keralis washes his hair. Once done, they bundle into comfortable clothes and cuddle on the couch while a movie plays in the background.

I wrote this back in 2022 and immediately fucked off into the ether lmao. I've finally gotten around to making a nsfw tumblr, so I thought I would crosspost it here. (I'm hoping to write more often now that I'm on tumblr ;p)

Hello, my name is Cinnamon. They/it/he pronouns. I'm an adult and if you're here, you should be too. 18+ only.

If you know my main, no you don't + I'm not interesting in talking about my personal life here, so let's keep it to block people. (I'm RPF positive but I generally prefer the blocks.)

I write smut fic (my nsfw ao3 is the same name as this account and can be found HERE) and sometimes draw. I'm mainly into the Life Series SMP at the moment, but I also love Hermitcraft and dabble in Empires SMP. (If there's a video/series/MCYTer you think I would like for kinky reasons or otherwise, feel free to shoot me an ask. Anon is on and I love talking to people :)

Ask box is: open!

Requests are: open!

My favorite kinks (please send me asks about these):

Weight gain/feeding/stuffing/inflation

Belly kink of any kind tbh (if you write MCYT belly fics I owe you my life)

Dollification (PLEASE talk to me about dollification I'm dying out here lmao)

Macro/micro

cnc/coercion

Humiliation/degradation

Also good (I like these and I'm down to talk about them, they're just not ranked /as/ highly for me):

Praise kink

Omegaverse

Pregnancy/breeding

Oviposition

Hypnotism

Feminization

Cuckolding

It's also okay to send me asks/requests about things that aren't on my kink list, as long as they aren't on my blacklist. I'm flexible!

No thank you (please don't send me asks containing any of these. I will block people who make me uncomfortable.):

Dumbification/bimbofication

Detrans kink/misgendering

Bestiality

Scat/diapers/piss/omo/anything similar

Underage (age gap is fine as long as all parties are adults)

Gore/woundfucking/guro

Amputation kink

If you're uncertain about something, feel free to send me an ask.

Tagging system under the cut.