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🐝 * ― 𝑴𝒀 𝑰𝑴𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑻𝑨𝑳 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. ( all of these quotes are taken from the infamous fanfic with the same name and edited slightly by me so they don't include wrong spelling and grammar. feel free to change things if needed. )
❛ i'm not related to gerard way but i wish i was because he's a major fucking hottie. ❜ ❛ well ... do you want to go with me? ❜ ❛ hey, it's ok i don't like him better than YOU! ❜ ❛ what the fuck do you think you are doing? ❜ ❛ my name's [ first ] [ last ], although most people call me vampire these days. ❜ ❛ no! no! but you don't understand! ❜ ❛ what is it that you desire, you ridiculous dimwit? ❜ ❛ i'm sorry i got all mad at you but i thought you cheated on me. ❜ ❛ you might think i'm a slut but i'm really not. ❜ ❛ why are you doing this? ❜ ❛ fuck off. you know i fucking hat the color pink anyway, and i don't like fucked up preps like you. ❜ ❛ well if you wanted honesty that's all you had to say. ❜ ❛ you look kawaii, girl. ❜ ❛ [ name ] i love you will you have sex with me? ❜ ❛ god, you are so fucked up you fucking bastard. ❜ ❛ why can't i just be ugly or plain like all the other girls and preps here? ❜ ❛ why would you wanna be ugly? ❜ ❛ i just wanna be with you, okay [ name ]. ❜ ❛ why couldn't satan have made me less beautiful? ❜ ❛ i'm good at too many things! WHY CAN'T I JUST BE NORMAL? IT'S A FUCKING CURSE! ❜ ❛ now i just wanna fucking be with you. i fucking love you! ❜ ❛ so i guess you're a prep or a christina or what now? ❜ ❛ oh my satan you have to buy that outfit! ❜ ❛ as you can see i gave the room a makeover. what do you think about it? ❜ ❛ i bet he's having a mid-life crisis! ❜ ❛ no one fucking understands me! ❜ ❛ no! wait! it's not what it fucking looks like! ❜ ❛ you mean you'll go fuck him, won't you? ❜ ❛ okay you can go now, see ya cunt. ❜ ❛ but what about me? you're not gonna break up or anything, are you? ❜ ❛ but you are so sexy and wonderful anyway, [ name ]. why would you need it? ❜ ❛ excuse me but you're going to have to leave. ❜ ❛ i love you too. i'll ... i'll see you in hell. ❜ ❛ this is unlogical and does not make any sense! ❜ ❛ what the fuck happened? am i like dead now? ❜ ❛ omfg, i can get you back together. ❜ ❛ whatever you do, don't blame them, you jerk. ❜ ❛ yeah, i was just trying to make sure you were still the same person. ❜ ❛ what if you don't like me anymore cause we're from different times? ❜ ❛ i knew who you were all along. ❜
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!
never be embarrassed for being proud of your OC. never listen to the voices telling you they’re too powerful or too weak, too angry or too happy, too hard or too vulnerable, too strong or not strong enough. if they are exactly how you intended to create them, or if they’ve grown beyond what you imagined in a way that makes you happy, then that’s all that matters. every published and produced ‘canon’ character is someone’s OC. you don’t bat an eye at these characters being proclaimed to be powerful. you don’t bat an eye at them being praised within the text or loved by the writers and fans. your OC is no different. there is not any real, important difference between what you’ve created and what you see on the pages of a book or on a screen. it’s all of equal value. it’s all just people telling stories and enjoyment is the only real value.
I love you "boring" female characters. I love you ingenues. I love you female characters who aren't "modern" enough. I love you female characters who aren't "badass" enough. iI love you female characters who aren't "empowering" enough. I love you quiet female characters. I love you unappreciated female characters. I love you polite female characters. I love you female characters who "can't appeal to modern audiences." I love you frightened female characters. I love you female characters labeled as not complex just for being nice. I love you female characters who get criticism just for not being their tomboy or femme fatale counterpart. I love you silk hiding steel trope.
frankie reminded me to write why barbie roberts and wednesday addams are ONE AND THE SAME. of course, that is from my own point of view since i'm writing them both with personal headcanons and everything. so here we go.
both barbie and wednesday have little to no knowledge about human emotions – they try to make it logical, but it almost never works out for them.
both barbie and wednesday have signature colors – fun fact, wednesday's signature color used to be pink too! also black and pink are really nice colors. i know black isn't technically a color but fight me, i stand by what i said.
both barbie and wednesday CANONICALLY (i don't agree with that bs) have something against men / masculinity overall. barbie dismisses ken just as wednesday dismisses xavier in the show. BOTH show some remorse by the finale.
both barbie and wednesday are defying stereotypes – the girly girl barbie breaks away from traditional gender roles while the goth barbie challenges typical perceptions of a young girl's interests. ALSO THEY ARE BOTH AIMED FOR LITTLE GIRLS!
both barbie and wednesday show the potential of dynamics between two or more people – barbie existence is linked with the other dolls (she has friends, boyfriend, even family members) && wednesday's existence is linked with her family (the infamous title: addams family values).
both barbie and wednesday are stubborn lil shits – look at any barbie movie and tell me she isn't stubborn af. look at any addams family movie or tv show or even comic and tell me wednesday isn't stubborn af. this is a dare. i dare you.
both barbie and wednesday are influenced by how the world perceives them – in the barbie movie, barbie went on a mental breakdown check when a girl called her a fascist. wednesday's villain origin story starts when she notices how her family's being treated by everyone else.
hot take ahead on barbie (2023) INCLUDING SPOILERS
i don't think barbie is about feminism. in this essay i will...
but no, really. according to the cambridge dictionary, feminism is "the belief that women should be allowed the same rights, power, and opportunities as men and be treated in the same way, or the set of activities intended to achieve this state". nowhere in the movie does it show any character wanting to become part of the feminist movement. i want to emphasize that feminism is about being treated the same way, including women having the same rights as men. barbie isn't a feminist. neither is ken. don't even get me started about the elf of the shelf aka mattel's ceo.
everytime i go on youtube i get bombarded (due to the algorithm i created lmao) with barbie videos and how everyone talks about feminism or anti-feminism for that matter. and from a sociological point of view (i missed using this fancy term), it shows how individuals will see/hear exactly what they are looking for - they will see/hear everything that goes along or, on the contrary, what contradicts their own set of beliefs that they had before watching the movie. if someone was looking for feminism, they will look at all the signs for women rights in barbieland being equal to men rights in the real world. or, vice versa, if someone was looking for anti-feminism, they will look at how all male dolls were treated (that includes the kens, allan/s and all the other dolls too as long as they fall into the masculine gender).
but let's break down the feminism definition to prove this point. my archnemesis emile durkheim said that "the totality of beliefs and sentiments common to average members of the same society forms a particular system that has its own life; one might call it the collective or common consciousness". in that sense, beliefs become part of a group (or subgroup) if they are agreed upon by a majority. the term women is too broad, so instead i will use another: individuals who identify with femininity (this is still skewed since it doesn't cover that much ground on all gender identities, but hopefully it's enough to make the point). the rest of the quote in the beginning basically agrees upon all genders having equal rights, power and opportunities in a society. to limit this even further, it means no discrimination whatsoever, regarding any aspect of one's life and activity in a society.
this brings me back to the barbie movie. the movie isn't about matriarchy vs patriarchy. from an empirical point of view (and it was hard to do that bc i adore the actors/actresses and the dolls), the movie can be considered at the very most satirical. barbieland was ruled by matriarchy until the kens overthrown that government. but the barbies did manipulate the situation so that they could take the power again. in the end, the barbies said they will allow some positions for the kens, but definitely not something important, suggesting that they couldn't face it. that isn't feminism. it's not about equal rights. it's exactly what we see in societies. let the minority think they won something when in fact, you don't give them at the very least the bare minimum.
i woke up and chose violence. but this is my hot take on the sociological aspects of the movie. i'm oh so tempted to make an actual paper including the political but that'd mean someone will have to read about 30 pages in word. and i feel sorry for that person already.
what does your blood taste like ? — melted dark chocolate
your blood tastes like melted dark chocolate. prominent flavors: mildly sweet, with a refined amount of bitterness.
stolen from: the vampire bestie @cowg1rls tagging: keep the thievery going & tag me bc i want to explore vampire!barbie too and this is vital information wink wink
SEND ME A SYMBOL(S) FOR WHAT YOU’RE INTERESTED IN people struggle with plotting so i figured making it into an askbox thing could help!
DYNAMICS: ✭ friends to lovers ★ rivals to lovers ✦ enemies to lovers ♡ found family ♣ rivals ❦ reluctant allies ❖ platonic ☢ slowburn ➤ love at first sight π partners in crime SITUATIONS ☁ one muse saves the other’s life ☼ one muse (or both) is a single parent ❆ our muses get shut in due to a storm ☤ one muse having to patch the other up ❦ put together through a common goal ⎔ one muse asking the other to stay the night ϟ our muses work together ♁ our muses are neighbors ➽ one muse doesn’t have anyone else to turn to SETTINGS ✚ crossover between our fandoms ☽ sender’s verse in receivers fandom ☾ receivers verse in sender’s fandom ☯ alternate universe / separate fandom than both muses are in
ODDLY SPECIFIC ⌲ one muse is supposed to kill/hurt the other but falls for them instead ✖ our muses work together and there’s a lot of tension and maybe we do the only one bed plot idk ＋ reporter/vigilante dynamic ∇ nurse/vigilante dynamic ✿ innocent muse/morally grey dangerous muse ❥ asshole/the one person they’re nice to ♛ bodyguard/person they’re protecting ◐ arranged marriage/match ◎ fake dating ¶ roommate AU ۞ one night stand turns into many and now we’re just kinda not sure what we are ❁ friends with benefits maybe some pining © unrequited love except it isn’t unrequited ✡ unrequited love and it’s actually unrequited ♖ i dated you to get back at someone in my life but i’m developing real feelings oh no ♮one night stand only to later learn we’re gonna be in some sort of setting together (professor/student, co-workers, etc) ✏ we used to date and something didn’t work out but now you’re here and i’m still in love
❛ are you sure about this? ❜
sure was a strong term – there was a possibility that the outcome would turn out in their favor. both barbie and jessie get what they want. statistically, the possibility was below fifty percent in this particular situation; but luckily, this barbie had no idea how numbers and statistics work! therefore she purses her lips into a thin line, smiling ever so slightly, as she's nodding her head. " i think this idea has got some potential. " at the very least she was honest about the situation, she didn't know if it'd work, but she has the spirit! slender hand shifts towards her face to move golden locks from one side to the other, revealing her bare neck. she trusted jessie wholeheartedly, no matter how she were – human or vampire. even if there was a slightest chance that barbie might not make it, she would take that risk for her friend.
" i mean, i am human which means i am a walking blood machine – thing. i don't mind sharing some of it, if that means that you'll feel better. " a light shrug follows whilst she's tilting her neck. though barbie wouldn't admit it, her blood started to flow at a rapid rate to the point she could feel it. and yet, she did not flinch for a moment, fighting that sentiment swirling within. oh, the things she'd do for those she cares about. white pears are flashed towards jessie, as a feeble attempt to prove the other nonverbally that she was content with her choice.
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❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜
" as we always do, " a bright smile upon pink glossed lips as she's laying one arm around midge's shoulders, pulling her closer, " when haven't we though? i swear i can't think of even one single moment in time when we didn't accomplish whatever we set our minds to. " and it was all because of midge's presence in her life ; note to the reader, this barbie wouldn't have survived more than a week without her best friend. barbie needed midge in her life more than she needed ken – as atrocious as it sounds, it was true. there were many types of love out there and if barbie had to pick one, she'd always choose the platonic one with midge over the romantic one with ken. doll lovers come and go, but doll friendships last forever.
" have i told you i love you today? because i do, i love you midge! "
there's a dreadful sentiment digging at her chest, with metaphorical claws, that is. she wasn't worried about the speed, about the car, not even about herself. she was worried for him. lips pursed into a thin line, huffing through her nose. an intention arises, to rest her hand on his arm, to reassure him other than with words that it's going to be okay, but she doesn't follow through. instead, she just stares at him with her doe eyed crystal gaze, feeling sorry that she can't actually help him. it takes a while before she exhales all the air that she was holding, as she was trying to find the appropriate words to tell him – spoiler alert, none seemed to be kenough.
" dolls make mistakes too. " she wasn't defending anyone, but it was true, " and they hurt too. from my own experience the crocodile tears were first real tears. we – you are allowed to feel emotions. and i can't provide the answers to all those questions. but i know that it's no fun what you're feeling. " her gaze flickers to the road, it seemed awfully quiet, probably because everyone else was attending the party. " where are we going? because i have an idea that might help. "
She steps in, and he's off in an instant, pressing the gas peddle to the floor. The faster they leave, the better he'll feel, as wind whips through their hair, almost drowning out the music and her inquiry. Hands grip the steering wheel, and he keeps his eyes on the road in front of them, tempted to pretend he didn't hear her - but she's perceptive, and he's a mess, it would be foolish to act like everything's okay.
He turns down the music enough so it doesn't shake the car anymore, but provides enough background noise so it isn't awkward.
"I don't know." He's being truthful, looking anywhere but at her reflection in the mirror, "I thought he loved me. Why the hell was he kissing someone else? Why was he kissing Barbie?"
" because, usually, when the last scene has been filmed or the curtain's closing, the story dies. sure, maybe there will be another remake. or a vhs tape to watch. but the story is over. and i don't want this to be over. i'm scared, astra i really am. what if this is the end of us? "
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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inadmissible. invalid. irrelevant statistic. I MYSELF RAISE THE PERCENTAGE TO AT LEAST 90%
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barbie vc : THE 5 SECOND RULE !!!! LET'S GRAB THEM
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. "
reminiscing on the past didn't help – but it surely brought sentiments once forgotten. it wasn't that barbie despised the stardom, no. on the contrary, she took pride in her work and the blinding flashlights from paparazzi didn't bother her that much ; at first, anyway. sometime along the way, she has come to the revelation that she misses the good ol' times. everything seemed much easier back then … or was it just a mirage? barbie doesn't know for sure, but living in her fantasy, she's allowed to miss her old life. she's utterly lost in her train of thoughts, looking outside the window when she barely notices frida seemingly coming back.
and she's quick to notice the burning cigarette ; despite the groundbreaking record of two months without smoking, seeing frida living her life so carelessly and, possibly, happily, it gets her wondering. tempted. barbie was tempted and her apple was the cigarette she would have enjoyed, if only she asked. glossed lips part ever so slightly (withdrawal at its finest) as she leans forward in her seat, closer to them. " there's this pub that just opened near the center. have you gone there? " casual chit chat, though her lungs were burning. " also, " cue the falling into temptation, icarus really did flew too close to the sun, hasn't he now? " i was wondering what your policies are regarding smoking inside the car? "
“ are we good to go ? ” ╰ @b4rbieroberts
the loud slurp of a water down cherry coke, followed by the sound of paper shuffling. pitstops aren’t typically on the agenda, especially when there’s an agent watching the clock ... but this one’s an exception. lips part as frida whispers to herself she’s counting a wad of cash, hundreds all banded up, crisp and clean. face up, flashing franklins and a few mckinleys ... she hasn’t seen mckinley’s stupid face in a while, but she welcomes it all the same. stone faced, unbothered, until boney tattooed fingers reach for the shifter.
“ yeah, yeah … didn’t mean to hold you up, ” half-mumbled, sentence trailing off. frida hopes that this won’t be a problem if it becomes a problem, she can find ways to mitigate it. whatever. we’ll cross that bridge when we get there. silver range rover backs out of the rain-soaked ally, leaving behind the big metal backdoor of a nondescript brick building. frida scampered out like nothing, slamming it behind her, dragging on a cigarette. calm, cool, itching for payment. nose crinkles. frida attempts to exhale the cold scent of a meat locker. not picky, sure, but the meeting spot could be a lot better. she turns, looking at the backseat passenger princess : “ where to next, barbie ??? ”
Things I wish the Tumblr RP comm would get back to or be comfortable with again because I'm rp old and I've seen how much has changed and man the rp comm is not as fun as it used to be.
Crossovers. Just crossovers where we ignore canon cast and it's okay again to have two different muses from vastly different series interact. Like seriously why do I never see crossovers anymore what happened they were genuinely fun.
Reblogging general aesthetics / musing / music about our muses without 'clogging other people's dashes'. I don't know when it became a general dislike when someone reblogged stuff related to their muse, but for whatever reason it's distasteful now and I don't get why.
When we all were stans for familial / platonic relationships and how deep those went.
Promos being reblogged instead of just liked. Liking doesn't do a thing on tumblr no matter how much they try to make it work. Reblogging gets peoples muses seen.
Interacting with people's ooc posts to show interest or support toward other people's muses.
That small window of time when people were happy to give female muses and ocs a chance.
Also that small window in time when multi-muses weren't as harshly criticized but now we're back to that.
Generally just being far more open and nurturing creativity without worrying.