written by chandler
i do not own barbie.
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starlitxraven-archive ; "Hey you, blonde and perky." |
She turns around —- already knowing the call is for her.

❝ —— Yes? ❞
Anonymous ; dress you up and decorate your dream house, of course. |
meme.

❝ You should come over then! ❞
affinityforsecrets-archive-blog ; babe. |
meme.

❝ When you can take a punch we’ll speak further about it. ❞
calis-vol ; (♠ ♦ ♣ ★ ☾] |
What are they afraid of?
Wearing an outfit out of season.
What is one thing about them that they are most proud of?
That she was never married.
What is one thing that they find embarrassing? (About them, others, things in general)
She can be really nerdy and geeky.
Do they prefer daytime or nighttime and why?
Day time ; because everything and everyone is up and alive.
Are they prone to nightmares or dreamless sleep?
Neither. Dreams.
frozenbarrier-blog ; I want the K |
9: Jawline Biting
The curtains are drawn—– the peasants are asleep.
This leaves the QUEEN for her slumber; gold trailing
after her itty bitty feet.
There her eyes lock with the other, her legs thrown over;
their chests pressed, breath against his neck – all done sober.
Red digits leave crescent marks against his skin.
Pearly whites are shown and a smirk decorates her lips in sin.
She straddles his waist and takes it slowly to leave her mark,
to then lean into his jaw and leave her bites like a shark.
wolfskinnedxdoe-archive-blog ; I WANT THE K bye |
15: Shower Kiss
Fatigue ached ———— weighed his body down.
Sweat clogged his pores and blonde hair clung to his skin.
Dirt has caked onto the surface of his canvass; threatening his
painting.
A shower calls out to him — the King's kingdom crackling
before him; a reminiscent of hours before the blazing sun
across blades of grass tickling his ankles with the leather
ball firmly in his grasp. A tail of his name being cheered
followed him the entire yard.
The royal ruler places his crown aside to be cleansed —-
still in plain sight.
Steam conceals the glass door before him —– the smell of
sweat abandoning him to be washed over with a cleaner scent.
That’s when he hears someone open the bathroom door,
and he pulls the shower handle in order to get a peak at who
the stranger is.
This is when he smiles — that notorious, heart-warming
smile that decorates his entire visage.
❝ You know what I could go for right now —– ?
A kiss. ❞

And that's exactly what he gives her.
ashskinned ; KILL THEM. |
I WANT TO SO FUCKING BADLY UGH SHOVE MY HANDS DOWN THEIR THROAT AND RIP THEIR INSIDES OUT AND THEN EAT THEM.
Anonymous ; Your theme is just... perfect! Like I am literally speechless. Did you create it yourself? |
Thank you, sugar plum! I did not, my friend. It was an old facebook theme that I had found and used years ago on tumblr and did much coding to make it appear what it looks like now.