Latest Posts by bahrbae - Page 5
“he is the dangerous boy with the wild heart and I am the girl who never stops trying to coax the softness out of his shell. he makes me feel free and I give him the freedom to be, to hurt, to feel, to love. his lips taste like thunder and I have always tried to brave the storm.”
— i tried not to love him, by j.h. (via alyxofrp)
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!
&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.
( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )
❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜
❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜
❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜
❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜
❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜
❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜
❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜
❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜
❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜
❛ come back to bed. ❜
❛ you look good like this. ❜
❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜
❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜
❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜
❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜
❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜
❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜
❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜
❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜
❛ may i have this dance? ❜
❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜
❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜
❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜
❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜
❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜
❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜
❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜
❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜
❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜
❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜
❛ well? how do i look? ❜
❛ can’t sleep? ❜
❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜
❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜
❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜
❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜
❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜
❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜
❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜
❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜
❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜
❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜
❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜
❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜
❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜
❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜
❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜
❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜
❛ kiss me again. ❜
❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜
❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜
❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜
❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜
❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜
❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜
❛ i was wrong about you. ❜
❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜
❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜
❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜
❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜
❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜
❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜
❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜
❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜
❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜
ready , set , action from here
" alright, " she doesn't think twice before entering his pink jeep ; it takes her a moment though to realize something was off. and her demeanor switches in an instant. she shifts ever so slightly in her seat, to face @setkenoff – she doesn't understand what's happening, but she wants to help him. or hear him out, whatever it is that he desires. " it's okay, ken. you'll be okay. what are you feeling? "
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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?? "
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. "
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if anyone's been wondering why this barbie blog aesthetic is mostly purple, here's the reason why!
took me some time to make a png out of it and it's not great, but look at my fabulous lil doll!! i wanna buy it so bad, but goddamn isn't it pricey.
every cloud has a silver lining ; but there’s still hope, even in the strangest of circumstances, coming from the uttermost unexpected individuals. for a moment there, all hope seemingly dimmed into nothingness, overshadowed by the fear of not attaining her goal. it was, after all, beyond barbie’s subjectiveness since all barbielanders’ lives could be at stake. as soon as he responded, relief comes washing over her, a burden no longer weighing on her shoulders – and she finally exhales the air that was chocking her just a few moments ago. he was also so kind to have noticed she was a doll! therefore, the chain reaction of sheer kindness pulls at the rims of her rosy lips, her smile growing wider in return.
❝ oh, wow, thank you! that’s seriously amazing of you to help me out, i really appreciate it! ❞ ceruleans flickered to look at him properly – after all, he was the savior she needed in this time of crisis. and she notices the eccentric makeup upon his visage in a quick but meticulous scan. the bright smile stayed still, as if engraved on her own countenance ; what a time to be a plastic doll, right? barbie shifts her position to stay beside him – a showcase of equality and amity intertwined. ❝ i love your makeup, by the way! you know, when i was still studying to become an actress in the theater, i used to go beyond the lines i’ve been given. kinda like your makeup. it was bold, but it got me the role. are you also a performer? maybe we can play together sometime. ❞
innocence envelops her body and it leaves with the words she has spoken. despite hearing stories, this barbie doesn’t know much about the real world. sure, she has learnt scripts by heart and she poured out emotions she doesn’t naturally feel – and all for the cameras. despite her notoriety, barbie was only a doll. she was manufactured to be kind and friendly and definitely not aware by the reality. she was made to give little girls hope – and to be played by little girls. her knowledge didn’t expand much further than what a kid knows. there was kindness and recklessness and happiness and also politeness. cue the alarm that rings in her mind, and she’s quick to follow up, ❝ i’m sorry, i completely forgot about introductions. i’m barbie! and you are? ❞
He didn't believe in coincidences.
The thought sent him back to one of his recent bank heists. A very busy day, lots of customers. The whole operation went smoothly, none of the hostages acting foolishly brave, nothing remarkable. Except one thing. The girl looking at him with those enormously big blue eyes. She didn't look scared of him like most kids would. Her gaze was full of sheer curiosity that was impossible to miss in the whimpering crowd. He stopped right in front of the girl crouching a little to her level making her mother scream and pull her daughter closer to her chest. The little girl, though, gave him her most charming smile, a smile that was missing a baby tooth, but pretty nonetheless, and lifted her arms to give him her most prized possession - a Barbie doll.
He mouthed "For me?" and solemnly accepted the gift, throwing the doll in his blue duffel bag on top of the money bills and a couple of guns. In return, he fished a shabby-looking potato peeler out of his pocket and slapped it into the girls tiny hands. "For potatoes." He whispered conspiratorially, making all witnesses watching silently hold their breath. "And skin."
The doll would sit on his desk among various objects cluttering his workspace -- a collection of knives, a map of Gotham, a couple of burner phones, blueprints, duct tape, latest issues of The Gotham Times, a Mehron makeup kit, a bunch of crayons, piles of newspaper and magazine cutouts. He didn't pay much attention to the doll. Sometimes the toy would be tossed aside or fall on the dirty floor during the chaotic energy of his work in progress but life was never meant to be easy even for a doll, now was it?
The moment when he turned around and saw her made him blink. It couldn't be. He couldn't be imagining this. Even her clothes looked similar. He didn't believe in coincidences. He only believed in chaos. He also believed in Gotham. And she provided.
"Well, hello there, beautiful." He gives her his most amiable smile flashing the yellowed teeth. 'The sir' knew every corner of this city like a back of his own hand and he needed to act fast. "This is your lucky day, doll, because I'm headed there myself. Would ya care to join me?"
VARYING KISSES PROMPT
ₓ ˚ . ୭ ˚ ○ ◦ ˚ as always, some triggering content may be present! change any pronouns to better suit your muse(s) needs! ˚ ◦ ○ ˚ ୧ . ˚ ₓ
PLACES TO KISS .. ( send "reverse" to switch the sender + receiver roles )
sender kisses receiver's knuckles.
sender kisses receiver's cheek.
sender kisses receiver's lips.
sender kisses receiver's palm.
sender kisses receiver's temple.
sender kisses receiver's inner thighs.
sender kisses receiver's hair.
sender kisses receiver's shoulder.
sender kisses receiver's neck.
sender kisses receiver's knees.
sender kisses receiver's stomach.
sender kisses receiver's top of head.
sender kisses receiver's chest.
sender kisses receiver's upper back.
sender kisses receiver's foot.
sender kisses receiver's inner wrists.
sender kisses receiver's nose.
sender kisses receiver's forehead.
sender kisses receiver's fingertips.
sender kisses receiver's shoulder blade.
sender kisses receiver's lower back.
sender kisses receiver's outer thighs.
sender kisses receiver's sternum.
sender kisses receiver's collarbone.
sender kisses receiver's earlobe.
sender kisses receiver's forearm.
sender kisses receiver's chin.
REASONS TO KISS .. ( send "reverse" to switch the sender + receiver roles )
sender kisses receiver to say goodbye.
sender kisses receiver to say hello.
sender kisses receiver to say goodnight.
sender kisses receiver to say good morning.
sender kisses receiver to distract them.
sender kisses receiver to reassure them.
sender kisses receiver to initiate something further.
sender kisses receiver to shut them up.
sender kisses receiver to comfort them.
sender kisses receiver to say i love you.
sender kisses receiver to tease them.
sender kisses receiver to fluster them.
sender kisses receiver to congratulate them.
sender kisses receiver to give into them.
sender kisses receiver to surprise them.
sender kisses receiver to pretend they're in a relationship.
sender kisses receiver to show off for someone else.
sender kisses receiver to wish them luck.
SETTINGS TO KISS .. ( send "reverse" to switch the sender + receiver roles )
sender kisses receiver at a restaurant.
sender kisses receiver in the kitchen.
sender kisses receiver in a pool.
sender kisses receiver at a cafe.
sender kisses receiver at a party.
sender kisses receiver in the bedroom.
sender kisses receiver in a movie theatre.
sender kisses receiver in a car.
sender kisses receiver at a park.
sender kisses receiver in a club.
sender kisses receiver in an alleyway.
sender kisses receiver on the bus or train.
sender kisses receiver in a closet.
sender kisses receiver in a store isle.
sender kisses receiver in a parking lot.
sender kisses receiver in the woods.
sender kisses receiver at school.
sender kisses receiver at the bar.
sender kisses receiver at the beach.
sender kisses receiver in the ocean.
sender kisses receiver in the garage.
sender kisses receiver at work.
sender kisses receiver on a boat.
sender kisses receiver in a theatre.
sender kisses receiver in a tent.
sender kisses receiver in the bathroom.
sender kisses receiver in a motel suite.
sender kisses receiver in a hotel suite.
sender kisses receiver at a cabin.
sender kisses receiver in an office.
sender kisses receiver in the backyard.
sender kisses receiver on the porch.
sender kisses receiver in a secret or hidden place.
oh, to be a star on big screens … everything comes naturally after a while : the beaming smile, the perfectly straight posture, not blinking despite the blinding flashes of cameras. not to mention the perks that come with being a celebrity! ❝ ken, you won’t believe this! ❞ her smile was radiating the entire room – perhaps, that’s why she was cast in so many productions – as she approached @earringmagick. ❝ can you guess what i’ve got? ❞ a plastic surgery, like the media kept pushing her? nope. a secret piercing? no, that’s not it either. from the wa she was smiling to the way she was swaying left and right, with both arms behind her back, it seemed like there was something else. still, mystery’s an asset she’ve learnt & mastered while working in hollywood. barbie couldn’t just give everything on a silver platter, it’d ruin the effect altogether. ❝ come on, guess it! ❞
something’s not right from within and it irks her not being able to put a label on it. usually, if it were something from outside, the barbie doctors and nurses would have fixed it – worst case scenario, she’d go to weird barbie, but only if necessary. and, despite the turmoil from within, she slowly raised her hand to wave at @nobelbarbie, the smile plastered across her features forced and visibly broken. anything could’ve been broken but not the smile! that was plainly outrageous. ❝ hi barbie. ❞ the low vocals in her tone have blown her cover away ; not that she tried to hide it. not that she knew how anyway. this was her first time experiencing such – what’s the word for it? weird? icky? maybe bleh? probably bleh. a bleh feeling. ❝ i, uhm, wanted to ask you something, it’s from your field and uhm, ❞ for someone who learned hundreds of lines by heart, struggling with words in this manner is sad to watch. ❝ can you explain me what time really is? ❞ there was some sort of cohesivity, but truth was, barbie has been plagued by mortal fears, seemingly forgetting that she’s a doll.
❝ charlie! charlie! charlie! ❞ there’s eagerness embedded in her tone as she rushes inside the music store. barbie didn’t know how to contain her positive emotions, therefore they all poured out akin massive rollers of the roughest coastlines. her smile was bright and genuine – it’ll make millions someday soon, just as she intended. ❝ it worked!! applying for that role actually worked! you’re now looking at princess aurora! ❞ hands motion to reveal her attire (as if she was already princess aurora ; she wasn’t) – and oh, the wretched dreams of stardom … it’s all barbie ever wanted, to be on screens, to leave a legacy, to be remembered, an ideal. and it seemed like it finally worked out for her. ❝ when does your shift end? i want to celebrate this with you! ❞ hands clasped together as she shifted in her position, still childlike and oblivious to the reality. nevertheless, one thing remained permanent, steadfast in the midst of it all : the need to celebrate with her friends (like @tornblackedgcs), for it was them who had her back all along.
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bake a cake from scratch | ride a horse | drive a submarine | speak a second language | dance | catch a fish | play an instrument | throw a punch | build a deck | ice skate | roller skate | unclog a drain | program a computer | change a flat tire | fire a gun | sew | juggle | play poker | paint | fly a kite | sculpt | write poetry | change a diaper | sing | shoot a bow and arrow | ride a bike | swim | sail a boat | do a back flip | play chess | give cpr | pitch a tent | flirt | stitch a wound | read palms | use chopsticks | write in cursive | use an electrical drill | braid hair | make a campfire | make a mixed drink | do sudoku puzzles | wrap a gift | give a good massage | jump start a car | roll their tongue | magic tricks | do yoga | tie a tie | skip a rock | shuffle a deck of cards | read morse code | pick a lock
Tagged By: the owner of this doll @chaoticjoke !
Tagging: @edxmunson , @shesmidge , @astrapink , @tornblackedgcs , @r4chelamber , @cowg1rls , @havvkinsqueen , @swervdcity (for barbies bestie frida) , @earringmagick , @plastink , @justkcn , @kennergy & everyone who sees this
well i'm sure that this isn't 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞
and i know that 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝
spell out your url using song titles. then, tag as many people as there are letters in your url.
b 𑁊 barbie world by nicki minaj ft. ice spice 4 𑁊 4 minutes by madonna ft. justin timberlake r 𑁊 ready for it? by taylor swift b 𑁊 boss bitch by doja cat i 𑁊 i'm just ken by ryan gosling e 𑁊 easier by masionair r 𑁊 running up that hill by kate bush o 𑁊 ocean eyes by billie eilish b 𑁊 break your heart by taio cruz ft. ludracris e 𑁊 enemy by imagine dragons ft. jid r 𑁊 ready or not by bridgit mendler t 𑁊 thank u next by ariana grande s 𑁊 s & m by rihanna
stolen from @astrapink
tagging: keep the thievery going