❛  are You Sure About This?  ❜

when  curiosity  doesn't  kill  you,  other  external  factors  will  work  on  that.  this  barbie  was  supposed  to  end  up  in  california,  to  fix  the  problem,  but  little  did  she  knew  before  she  embarked  on  this  suicide  mission  that  nothing  will  go  according  to  plan.  weird  barbie  explicitly  told  her  :  drive  the  car,  row  the  boat,  fly  the  rocket,  ride  the  bike,  drive  the  van,  ride  a  snowmobile  and  finally  rollerskate  into  the  real  world.  pretty  simple,  actually.  in  theory,  that  is.  alas,  at  some  point  when  she  was  driving  the  van,  earth  quacked  beneath  her,  though  she  mistaken  it  for  a  van  problem  –  that  was  seismology  barbie's  field  of  expertise,  not  hers.  she  was  just  actress  barbie.  in  just  a  few  seconds,  she  landed  on  the  pavement,  knees  scratched  at  impact.  as  soon  as  she  batted  her  lashes  to  see  the  real  world,  anguish  takes  over  barbie's  frame  as  she  watches  in  horror  at  what  the  real  world  looks  like.

there's  thick  smoke  surrounding  the  area  and  somewhere  not  too  far  in  the  distance  something  seemed  to  burn.  everything  seemed  to  stay  still  :  time,  nature,  even  the  doll.  she  doesn't  know  how  to  react  at  first,  therefore  she  takes  a  few  to  take  in  all  that  she  sees  and  feels  and  experiences.  the  real  world  is  an  odd  place,  she  thinks  to  herself,  maybe  that's  why  i  had  to  come  here.  that  thought  alone  leaves  shivers  down  her  spine,  knowing  all  too  well  she  wasn't  some  superhero  ;  she  was  just  actress  barbie.  her  only  role  in  the  world  was  to  inspire  little  girls  that  they  can  become  actresses  too.  she  can't  save  the  world.  not  if  it's  set  ablaze  anyway.  the  picture  perfect  smile  upon  her  countenance  begins  to  fade  as  a  sentiment  started  to  dig  at  her  chest  –  must've  been  the  scorching  fire  nearby  reacting  with  the  plastic.  another  thing  to  worry  about.  but  barbie  can't  just  give  up,  she  hasn't  even  tried  to  do  anything  yet.  she  was  stuck  there,  in  the  middle  of  nowhere,  with  no  other  living  being  in  sight,  scared  at  what  she  was  seeing.  if  that  was  a  movie  set,  it  surely  was  realistic.

taking  a  deep  breath  –  and  quickly  coughing  it  back  out  –,  barbie  finally  moves  from  where  she  initially  landed.  one  step  after  another,  glancing  all  around  her.  she  was  looking  for  someone  (anyone)  that  could  help  clear  things  out  for  her.  she's  not  yet  aware  that  she  hasn't  completed  all  the  easy  steps  weird  barbie  has  told  her  ;  hopefully,  she'll  get  there,  at  some  point.  and  she  walks,  dragging  her  plastic  frame  forward,  away  from  the  source  of  warmth.  she's  glancing  around  the  houses,  but  all  lights  are  cut  out  –  the  residents  must  be  sleeping,  she  can't  disrupt  them.  and  she  walks.  it's  been  for  maybe  half  an  hour,  though  it  felt  like  forever  and  more  to  barbie,  until  she  finally  landed  her  eyes  upon  someone  in  the  distance.  she  jogs  towards  the  silhouette,  hope  twinkling  inside.

"  hi  there,  can  you  tell  me  what  happened?  "    ask  and  the  answer  shall  come  –  or  wait,  because  ken  will  always  show  up  to  the  rescue.  though  this  wasn't  barbieland.  and  ken  didn't  join  her.  she  shakes  her  head,  trying  to  brush  off  that  dreadful  thought  –  that  she's  alone  and  she  might  never  find  her  way  back  home  –  with  a  slight  smile  upon  her  visage to @shadowedvales.    "  because  this  world  seems  like  it's  falling  apart.  and  if  that's  the  case,  tell  me  what  can  i  do  to  save  it.  "    she's  confident  in  her  illusions,  but  she  has  to  start  somewhere.  losing  all  hope  would  be  like  admitting  defeat  before  even  trying.

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hawkins  was  already  covered  with  a  white  blanket  in  mid  december,  which  did  coincide  with  barbie's  christmas  spirit  ever  growing  within.  no  matter  what  others  said,  christmas  was  right  there  in  front  of  them  and  all  around  them.  the  crystalling  snow,  the  hanged  up  lights  'round  town,  the  christmas  market  with  the  gigantic  ferris  wheel  to  look  down  at  their  little  town  lit  up  with  christmas  joy.  everything  hinted  at  christmas  already  being  there.  cerulean  optics  were  gazing  at  one  of  the  decorated  houses,  with  a  santa  claus  decoration  on  the  rooftop,  among  with  his  reindeers.  barbie  was  trying  to  find  rudolph  —  the  process  similar  to  finding  waldo.  it  wasn't  until  a  snow  ball  was  thrown  her  way,  bits  of  snowflakes  adorned  her  dyed  blonde  hair.  ❛❛  hey!  ❜❜  she  claims,  turning  her  head  to  the  side,  to  glance  at  lizzy.  ❛❛  this  calls  for  war.  ❜❜  she  continued  in  the  uttermost  serious  tone  her  voice  range  can  go.  it  didn't  take  barbie  more  than  a  couple  seconds  to  lean  down  and  grab  some  snow  in  her  bare  hands,  making  a  perfect  snowball.  a  flicker  of  youth's  mischief  in  her  glance  as  she  swung  her  arm  backwards,  ❛❛  last  chance,  liz.  d'you  surrender?  ❜❜

i am ashamed to admit that i , as an adult that can legally drink anywhere in the world , have found barbie horse adventure riding camp and played it for 3h straight . the graphics back in the day were something else istg , but after 3h of continuously playing , i can guarantee it seemed very similar to the last of us . but playing this reminded me of the games i abandoned on steam like phasmophobia or inside the backrooms or even dead by daylight which i suck at . that being said , if anyone ever wants to play any of these games , or hell , even some league of legends , hmu ! you were all doomed to be not only mutuals but friends , which by default is giving you the green flag for doing stuff occ like playing games and watching stuff .

#𝑩𝟒𝑹𝑩𝑰𝑬𝑹𝑶𝑩𝑬𝑹𝑻𝑺️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️,️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️an ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ independent ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ , ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️selective ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️and ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️mutual ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ only ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ roleplay ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️blog ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️for ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘢 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️❛ 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘦 ❜  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘴  ,  taken ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ from ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙖 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙞𝙜'𝙨 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙚 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ (2023) ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️and ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ brought ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ to ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ you ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️fresh ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️on ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ the ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ shelves ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ as ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ an ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ . ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ this ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ barbie ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ starred ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ in ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ magic ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ of ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ pegasus ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ , ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ nutcracker ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ and ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ more ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ... ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝗶𝘁 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝘂𝗽 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝘁𝗼 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝗵𝗲𝗿 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ! ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝒂𝒔 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝒊𝒕 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝒐𝒖𝒕, ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒆 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝒊𝒔 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝒂 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ !

️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝗂​. ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝗀𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗌 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝗂𝗂. ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️​ 𝗂𝗂𝗂​. ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌​

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘦'𝘴 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️: ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️url

Let me make it clear:

If We Ship Together? You can throw starters and asks at my muse(s) anytime. Bombard me in IMs with headcanons and aesthetics. You don't need to ask my permission. Oh, and by the by, my little chickadee? Have fun shaking me off your blog if we ship it hardcore, together.

See you in hell 💋💋💋 ...jk ilu

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 .

Reblog this if it's okay to have people message you if you accidentally unfollowed them. I've lost count the number of times I've seen my mutuals bringing up that the unfollowing glitch has come around again (or still). This is why it's incredibly important to state in your rules to softblock or hardblock when breaking ties.

MARGOT ROBBIE tapping into her inner child on set | BARBIE European Premiere

barbie's  quick  to  retract  her  hands,  keeping  them  unclenched  in  defense.  charlie  was  right,  his  hair  seemed  to  have  his  own  personality.  but  nothing  some  styling  gel  couldn't  fix.    "  i'm  sorry,  i  didn't  know  that.  i  just  thought  you  were  ticklish  or  something  …  "    she  didn't  think  that  far,  nor  did  she  ask  him  –  she  just  went  for  it.  and  she  came  to  regret  it.  but  better  sooner  than  later.    "  okay,  we  still  got  this.  you  take  the  gel  in  your  hands  and  rub  it  while  i  go  search  for  a  mirror.  you'll  love  the  final  look,  i  promise!  "    she  barely  finishes  her  sentence  and  she's  already  trailing  off  to  another  room,  to  search  for  the  aforementioned  object.    "  there!  "    she  practically  yells  from  the  other  room.

"  i'll  hold  the  mirror  and  all  you  gotta  do  is  push  the  left  side  to  the  back  and  the  right  side  forward  to  your  face.  i  saw  this  look  in  a  magazine  and  i  swear  it  can  turn  any  man  into  a  heartbreaker.  "