❝  charlie!  charlie!  charlie!  ❞  there’s  eagerness  embedded  in  her  tone  as

this barbie's going to the grocery store or whatever lidl is. however i feel like writing short stuff when i return home. so give this a heart or comment anything silly and you will soon receive a small starter thing in your inbox!

there  were  about  a  million  reasons  why  barbieland  was  far  superior  to  the  real  world;  and  yet,  this  barbie  too  wondered  about  the  world  beyond  those  pink  plastic  walls.  she  wasn’t  smiling  anymore,  instead,  she  took  all  the  information  allan  was  giving  her  in,  nodding  her  head  ever  so  slightly.    "  i  get  it,  "    she’s  quick  to  affirm  and  support  her  friend,  though  her  own  mind  has  been  subjugated  to  peculiar  thoughts  lately.  she  wasn’t  even  phased  anymore  about  the  language  used  by  other  dolls,  it  became  a  habit  for  such  words  to  be  uttered  with  nonchalance.    "  but  you’re  not  alone,  allan.  i  think  we’re  all  broken  or  sick  or  …  "    there’s  a  pause,  in  which  she  tries  to  find  the  appropriate  term  ;  it  was  easy  to  feel  the  feeling,  but  not  so  much  to  explain  it,  it  seems.    "  we  are  simply  becoming  something  else.  i  don’t  think  we  were  meant  to  stay  the  same.  nothing  is.  just  because  we  take  the  same  route  everyday  doesn’t  mean  it’s  supposed  to  be  the  same.  i’ve  noticed  recently  more  dolls  seem  to  have  problems  with  their  schedules  and  everything.  but  that’s  okay.  "    it  wasn’t,  because  she  doesn’t  know  why  that  happens,  only  that  she  accepts  it.  but  there’s  a  small  flicker  for  knowledge,  a  hunger  that  no  pancake  could  fix.    "  i  think  we  should  take  a  trip  into  the  real  world  and  see  where  the  journey  will  take  us.  we  can  conduct,  as  scientist  barbie  said,  an  experiment.  and,  if  the  conclusions  are  good  for  us,  maybe  the  others  can  join.  "

b4rbieroberts asked: 🙶 do you really want to leave barbieland? 🙷 / sidenote but i think allanland should be a thing. i'm just saying....

" YES. " did he say that a bit too quickly ? there's a lot there.

a sigh. he sits down next to barbie , looking out at the painted pink sky. " i mean , i feel like i'd be lost .. but when ken came back , he seemed like a completely new person. i wanna feel like i belong. you've always been nice to me though , barbie. i just .. i'm just so gosh darn confused ! " he threw the d word in there. surely if the other barbie's would hear such a phrase uttered , they'd be disgusted. but he wants to be real with barbie. REALLY REALLY REAL. like , not plastic.

" i think about dying a lot. "

❛  here, let me give you a hand.  ❜

🙶  this  thing’s  broken  beyond  repair.  🙷  shoulders  rise  and  fall,  she  wasn’t  talking  about  the  device  in  her  hands.  this  barbie  didn’t  have  any  expectations  and  somehow  still  winded  up  disappointed.  the  path  for  fame  seemingly  built  with  sea  sand  –  and  she’s  wearing  high  heels.  slowly  &  steadily  falling  down,  not  grounding  into  reality  but  deep  inside  her  own  fears  and  terrors.  🙶  oh.  oh!  you  meant  this.  🙷  a  bright  smile  flashed  his  way,  automatic  &  industrialized.  slender  digits  click  on  all  buttons  once  more,  hoping  for  the  best,  but  to  no  avail.  🙶  i  stand  by  what  i  said.  i  think  i  just  bought  a  defective  one.  🙷  a  stupid  walkman  was  slid  towards  him,  whether  eddie  fixed  it  or  not,  it  didn’t  matter.

Cuz everybody's got a VICE && in the end that's our DEMISE.

Assorted Protective Lovers Sentence Starter

You think I am stopping you because I don’t think your capable? You being capable is the problem.”

“You mean more to me than my next breath. there was no ask.”

“Choosing love and war are both honorable choices.”

You are injured. I will murder you if you get up and than bring you back to life to murder you again. I love you.”

“I could fight ghosts themselves and not flinch if only to see you whole.”

“Love doesn’t need reason.”

“Love doesn’t see reason.”

“I’d yell now that we are alive though you clearly don’t listen to me.”

“Are you going to be the one to stop me? because I know what I am going to do, I just need to know who is going to try and stop me.”

“This world needs you far more than me.”

“Regardless of title or standing, I will fight and die for you or at your side.”

Look just because I am capable of protecting you, doesn’t mean you have to need it so much?”

“Wasn’t sure if I should yell at you or kiss you for getting yourself into this?’

“Love means we are a team. if we are going into danger, it is together since I doubt you like the macho role.”

“Of course, walk towards the danger because you have a human shield.”

“I’m not trying to control you. I am trying to keep you safe.”

“No, don’t do that it’s not safe.”

“You’re scared of that, aren’t you?”

“Don’t touch her/him!”

“It’s cute that you tried to protect me and all, but you’re like a foot shorter than me, you know?”

“I will always step in between you and something like that.”

“Why? Because I don’t want you to get hurt, that’s why!”

“Do you think just because my feet don’t touch the bottom of the pool that I need a floatie?”

“The stepping stool is unecessary.”

“I’m not apologizing for what I said to that asshole/jerk… He/she was saying terrible things about you.”

“If you say another word about her/him, you’ll regret it.” 

“I don’t want to put you in that type of environment.”

“Make sure to tell me if you get worried, or nervous, or claustrophobic, or-”

“You could have been hurt.”

“I indirected him/her on Twitter for your honor.”

“I think you should leave this type of thing to me.” “I’m gonna protect you.”

“You can hold onto me if you’re scared, you know?”

“I’m not leaving you alone.  Not now, not ever.”

“Let’s all watch a different movie.  This one freaks her/him out.”

“I get where you’re coming from dude, but honestly shut the hell up and don’t talk about her/him that way.”

“She/He isn’t an object.”

“She/he told me what you did, and all I’m gonna do is tell you to stay away.”

“You don’t know anything about her/him!”

“What?  You think that was funny?  You just insulter her/him, and expect me to laugh?”

“I’m not gonna let you put up with that.”

“Really, if you told me to I’d go punch them for you.”

“Wait, let me walk you home.”

“I’ll drive you, please– please don’t go like this.”

“It’s dangerous.

“I’m worried about you.”

“I meant it when I said I would protect you.”

“I’m not stepping aside until you back up.”

“It’s too cold for you to come out here without a jacket on.”

“I’ll go see what the noise was.”

“Stay on the phone with me.”

“Promise me you’ll be safe.”

“I don’t feel comfortable with you going there on your own.”

“He/She did what to you?”

“I won’t let you go through something like that again.”

“I’m not perfect, but I’m trying my hardest to do everything to keep you safe.” “Stay behind me.”

“I promised your mom to make sure you didn’t do anything stupid tonight.”

“I love you.  Of course I’m gonna defend you like that.”

“No, he/she isn’t good enough to take you out.  Trust me, I know.” 

“Are you planning to stay glued to my side this whole evening?”

“I’ll be okay, because I know you’re back here ready to step in if I need you.”

“Thank you for always sticking with me.”

“I’m really worried about her/him, but I don’t think he/she wants me to call.”

“I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.”

“Like, I don’t expect to ever have to take a bullet for you, but I would.”

JUST ALLAN [ PLAYED BY @its4llan ] : you can't expect me to just sit here and let you handle it.

she's  on  the  verge.  one  of  these  days,  someone  had  to  believe  in  the  barbies  too.  while  it  was  true  that  they  all  specialize  in  certain  fields  &  careers,  barbies  were  capable  enough  to  do  anything  on  their  own.  how  would  the  others  dolls  feel  if  they  were  treated  the  same  way?  oh,  wait…  note  to  the  reader,  this  barbie  doesn't  acknowledge  all  that's  happening  ;  and  this  is  written  from  her  own  perspective.  does  that  mean  she's  conceited?  maybe.  she  puffs,  counting  to  five  in  her  mind  before  turning  around  to  face  allan.  there's  a  bright  smile  put  on  display  as  hand  rose  in  the  air,  motioning  towards  her  head  as  if  she  remembered.    "  of  course,  how  could  i  forget!  "    cue  a  melodic  chuckle  passing  her  glosses  lips.  she's  so  done  with  being  the  damsel  in  distress.

"  how  can  actress  barbie  do  anything  else  beside  acting?  she  doesn't  know  anything  else.  that  was  silly  of  me  to  even  think  of.  "    cue  to  acknowledgement  as  she  blinks  in  surprise  to  her  own  words  that  she  uttered.  shoulders  begin  to  fall  as  she  stares  point  blank  into  the  abyss.  allan  had  nothing  to  do  with  the  impulsivity  that's  brewing  within.  she  shouldn't  have  snapped  like  that.    "  i-i'm  so  sorry,  allan.  i  don't  know  what's  gotten  into  me.  of  course  i'd  like  your  help  but  i  also  think  you're  allowed  to  rest.  i  don't  need  saving  all  the  time.  "    she's  slowly  coming  to  her  senses…  or  is  she?  it  isn't  natural  for  a  barbie  to  showcase  any  sentiment,  let  alone  such  a  strong  reaction  to  something  benevolent.  she  really  is  a  broken  doll  now,  isn't  she?  and  all  the  scripts  she's  read  probably  didn't  help  —  she  assimilated  not  only  the  words,  but  the  emotions  she  had  to  portray  in  every  scene.  it  was  only  a  matter  of  time  until  her  acting  career  would  catch  up  on  her  and  turn  her  life  upside  down.

Send 🌿 to accidentally get caught under the mistletoe with my muse.

for the potential new friends that don't know me nor how i write , you can also find me over on @woednesdayaddams & @muzelor ! i'm currently having brainrot for this barbie but i'm also over there ! and with this , you can see my writing style and everything .

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barbie's  honestly  surprised  she  hasn't  broken  that  poor  device  –  luckily,  eddie  was  there  to  save  the  day.  she's  looking  in  awe  at  the  powered  up  walkman,  a  smile  slowly  creeping  up  onto  her  countenance.    "  you  actually  did  it?!  "    she's  still  confused,  but  she's  got  the  spirit!  therefore,  a  very  happy  barbie  opens  her  arms  and  pulls  him  into  a  hug.  it  was  the  only  way  she  could  show  him  the  appreciation  sprung  from  within.    "  thank  you,  eddie!  "    she  mumbles  as  she  pulls  away  from  the  hug,  quickly  going  through  her  bag  to  show  him  what  she  wanted  to  listen  to.  it  was  a  cassette  for  madonna's  material  girl,  painted  over  with  pink  &  purple  acrylics.  barbie  was,  in  fact,  proud  of  the  way  she  customized  her  cassette.    "  i've  recently  heard  about  madonna  and  wanted  to  give  it  a  try.  do  you  have  any  suggestions?  "

@b4rbieroberts from here

eddie catches that comment, a look of confusion paints across his features, followed by an amused smile as she messes with the buttons. " no — see, you have to take out the batteries first. " the device is practically disassembled by the time he finishes his sentence. practice makes perfect. he's broken far too many, && all have been repaired at some point. && broken again.

" then you gotta put 'em back in && hold this power button. && voila. " the walkman is slid right back to her, just like new. " definitely not broken beyond repair, trust me. "

nerves have a tendency to sneak up on one, creeping around && striking just to make things awkward, && the relief comes in the form of twirling the many rings adorning his fingers. " — so, um, what were you listening to?? or were going to listen to?? "