#a barbie movie au

[ssnowssakura01]

kiamei but its from a certain barbie movie

if anyone can guess, then hi five :D

[steviesbicrisis]

A Barbie AU where the Kens decide, in order to get some recognition, to get individual names.

Steve, who’s just a Ken very good with kids, is having an identity crisis after his Barbie, journalist Barbie, broke up with him.

Not even picking a name as unique and special as Steve, so much different than Ken, managed to cheer him up.

Everyone keeps saying he should be happy about the change, and discover who he is outside of Barbie’s orbit, but he can’t see what was so wrong in their relationship. He loved waiting all day for Barbie to look at him, even if it was for a brief second.

As if going through an existential crisis wasn't enough, he has to do it under the constant mocking of his archnemesis, Ke- Eddie.

Eddie, with his long curly and annoyingly gorgeous hair, who has a sense of style he would give all of his rollerblades for, and who's always there to notice whenever Steve makes a mistake.

Eddie even has his Barbie still by his side, cheerleader Barbie, and every time Steve sees them together he gets a sick feeling in his stomach, like a tummy ache. Doctor Barbie visited him a couple of times and found nothing wrong with him, he imagines he's a little jealous of Eddie for being with a Barbie.

Steve talks about this with Polyglot Barbie, his best friend, annoying her to death.

"Why are we talking about Ken, again?" she interrupts Steve's retelling of his last encounter with Eddie.

"It's Eddie" Steve corrects her.

"Right," she nods. She's very supportive of their silly-name-thing (how most Barbies call it), but she still has trouble remembering all the names, "why are we still talking about him?"

They're hanging out at the park, sitting under a tree, Barbie's leg on top of his, and they're holding hands. It's nice. Steve is happy to have a best friend like Barbie.

Steve looks up, meeting Eddie's gaze. He's sitting at one of the picnic tables not far away from them, doing nothing besides glaring at Steve.

Barbie squeezes his hand to get his attention back, and Steve looks away.

"Because he keeps tormenting me! he's even glaring at me right now, I'm gonna get stress wrinkles!" Steve finally replies, in a distressed tone.

"You're being dramatic," she says, matter-of-factly, "Eddie isn't so bad with you. You know, he kinda treats you like his Barbie."

If Steve had a beating heart, it probably would've stopped right at this second.

"What?"

"You know, he's always looking for you, he is always giddy whenever you give him a crumble of attention. He hangs out where you hang out... why do you think he's sitting all alone at a picnic table, just staring at you?"

"Maybe he's waiting for his girlfriend" he suggests.

"Are you talking about Cheerleader Barbie?" she giggles, "she's not his girlfriend, trust me."

"But he picks on me! all the time! Like this morning, I tripped and he made a comment about my legs!" He gestures at his legs with his free hand.

Barbie tilts her head to the side "you mean this morning at the beach when he held you in his arms for ten minutes to prevent you from falling and Barbie had to tell him to let you go?"

"… yeah” he manages to say. He hadn’t realized how long Eddie held him in his arms, he was upset about almost falling in front of him, but he also liked the feeling of his arms around him.

Everything feels different now.

Barbie's look softens "How does this make you feel?"

"I don't know" he answers, honestly "I just can't stop thinking about him."

A loud noise at their right startles them off of their conversation. They turn around to see Eddie lying on the floor, a trash can at his feet.

Steve doesn't give himself the time to realize that Eddie has probably heard their entire conversation and has tripped on that trash can because of it, he just rushes to Eddie's side to help him out.

Eddie stammers while Steve pulls him back up, not making much sense.

Steve is used to see Eddie as an intimidating guy, someone to compete with for Barbie’s attention. He never realized how much he liked to have Eddie’s attention instead, nor how he loved to give that attention back in equal amount.

“Nice legs” he tells him, repeating the same words Eddie told him that morning.

Eddie stops his incoherent stream of words when he hears him “what?”

“You heard me” Steve says.

“I did” Eddie admits. He pulls the trash can back up, to have an excuse to not look at Steve when he asks “you can’t stop thinking about me?”

For some reason, that’s the easiest question Steve has ever had to answer to “yes, I can’t.”

Eddie jolts back up startling Steve, the trash can falling out of his hands and hitting the ground once again.

“Cool” he says, using all of his willpower to hide his excitement by keeping a relaxed face, failing miserably.

“I guess” Steve grins. Knowing he has that effect on Eddie is making him the most confident he has ever felt in his life.

“So, since you can’t stop thinking about me…” Eddie repeats, in a tone that Steve would’ve mistaken for a mocking one until few hours ago “…we could hang out on the beach later. I’ll bring my guitar.”

“I’ll bring mine too then” Steve replies immediately.

Eddie panics “We can’t both have a guitar!”

Steve crosses his arms on his chest “who says that?”

Eddie opens and closes his mouth a couple of times then mutters, defeated, “fine.”

“Great!” Steve takes a step forward and gives Eddie a peck on his cheek “I’ll see you later.”

Eddie, who makes a face again trying to hide his excitement, nods and turns away “cool.”

He walks away slowly, towards the park’s exit. Right by the gate, he throws himself into an hedge. Steve can clearly hear him when he screams words along the lines of “FINALLY”, “I HAVE A DATE” and “SUBLIME”.

Steve turns to Robin who has witnessed the whole thing, while Eddie is still screaming random words from the bushes.

“I think I’m in love.”

[1hellofacookie]

This Barbie can do anything

based off the fact that Margot Robbie played both field and ice hockey for a while (and Barbie can roller skate, soo)

With Gloria wearing one of Barbies jerseys they both have the same last name on their backs...

[lil-inky]

Star bois got into a bit of a pickle 🫣

Skskskdk thinking Blue went and got Razz to help bail the boiyos out later XD

[demobatman]

wills vegas heist all according to plan

[octoopie]

It’s Barbie day!!! Have these kenjorine drawings I made to celebrate 💖

[lady-stirling]

💜 Ashlyn (26), the oldest. She was 15 when she was adopted after the orphanage closed. Despite her love for dance, her real passion is the flute. Whenever she can, she takes part in recitals organised by her parents' academy.

Ashlyn | Blair | Courtney | Delia | Edeline | Fallon | Genevieve | Hadley | Isla | Janessa | Kathleen | Lacey

Extra: Derek | Rowena and Desmond

Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princess Modern!AU 🩷💃🏾 In this AU, most of them were adopted by the owners of the kingdom's ballet school after the orphanage they were in closed down. (As a reference for the drawings, I mixed elements from the film with the line of dolls 😉)

basic references under the cut:

[dannygonz08]

Incorrect Quote #7: Perse has a great day every day. Apollo only has a great day if Perse looks at him.

Note: Inspired by @anotheroceanid Athenide AU. Incorrect Quote based on a scene from The Barbie Movie.

Apollo: I thought I might stay over tonight.

Perse: Why?

Apollo: Because we're girlfriend and boyfriend! (Smiles confidently, then immediately freezes as he realizes what he just said.)

Perse: (Raises an eyebrow.) Oh?

Apollo: (Panic mode activated.) Wait—no! That’s not— I didn’t mean—uh…

Perse: (Crosses arms, smirking.) To do what, exactly?

(Silence. Apollo's brain completely malfunctions.)

Apollo: I’m actually not sure… (Nervous laughter.)

Perse: Apollo, didn’t you swear an oath not to pursue me?

Apollo: (Finger guns, sweating.) I did! And I am definitely still honoring that oath! This is just—uh—

Perse: Just what?

Apollo: (Whispers, defeated.) …A moment of weakness.

Perse: (Chuckles, shaking her head.) Go home, Apollo.

Apollo: (Dramatically sighs, flopping onto the nearest couch.) But I am home… in your heart.

Perse: (Shoves him off the couch.) Out.

[lanlishiba]

them

[science-lings]

Please for the love of God do one of the early cass stories. That would be so cute.

you got it, little Cass focused on the cute

Out of everything Alfred had considered to come out of the Wayne's private plane, he had not been creative enough to consider what would end up being the truth.

Bruce had grown, this was expected, from the width of his shoulders to the length of his hair, his former ward had transitioned from boy to man hidden from Alfred's eyes. While a bit of a shock, this was not surprising, the butler was just glad the young man had come back at all.

No, the real shock was the little girl perched on his arm, leaning comfortably on his shoulder as she gazed curiously around the private airfield. She was small but not small enough to have been a product of Bruce's secretive escapades, no this wasn't his child, he hadn't been missing for that long.

The deduction only left him with more questions, but he was able to put them aside for a moment as Bruce caught sight of him and let out one of those barely there smiles that Alfred had so dearly missed. He still deserved an exceptionally detailed explanation though, that would not be forgotten.

***

Bruce was sparring with an eight-year-old, this was normal apparently. It didn’t even look like he was holding back that much. Little Cassandra kept up like it was second nature, unperturbed by the size of her opponent. She was lightning-quick and frighteningly graceful. It was only until they had noticed Alfred’s presence that the fight paused. It was rather odd. 

“We were having a conversation, that’s how she speaks.” was all Master Wayne said, the butler narrowly dodged a kick from the girl before Bruce smiled and explained, “That means hello. She’s happy to see you.”

***

Cass loves ballet, she taught herself all the dances from those animated Barbie movies and filled the ballroom with classical music to practice whenever she could. Singlehandedly changing the purpose of her body, from a weapon to an art, but there was only so much she could do on her own, and eventually, she asked to be taught how to dance. 

Bruce was well-versed in some kinds of dance, ballroom mostly, it was the sort of thing any high-society type was expected to know. He also had some experience on the pole, which took advantage of the strength in his arms and thighs and general flexibility. He did not know ballet. 

Which was how he ended up accompanying his daughter to her ballet classes, she was nervous to go alone, especially when she saw the slick flat training rooms that reminded her too much of her life before. He wasn’t too old to be a danseur and the instructor was able to integrate him into the group of little girls with surprising ease. 

He could set aside an hour and a half a few times a week to see Cass smile that wide even if he was pretty sure the instructor, who was at least a decade older than him, was flirting with him when the kids weren’t listening. 

All in all, Bruce was just happy Cass found something to be passionate about.

***

Jim Gordon was just getting used to dealing with the bat, he had to admit, the guy got shit done when the deepest pits of this festering city didn’t want him to.

At first, he was completely sure the batman was just a guy. A guy who was real good at what he did and made for a pretty decent halloween decoration. 

Now, he wasn’t so sure. 

There was something in the pitch-black shadows of his cape, Gordon could feel it watching him. Then it was gone, slipping into the darkness of the rooftop without a trace other than the flutter of the bat's wings. 

He fished his pocket for his lighter and his box of cigarettes. By the time he looked up, batman was gone too. Maybe he was just starting to get paranoid.

Two weeks later the same thing happened, but this time, he spotted a little hand against the gray of most of batmans suit. He blinked and it disappeared. A trick of the light perhaps. 

Then he met the baby bat. Tiny alongside its father but vicious in its own right. If that thing was the spawn of the batman, there was no way in hell they were human. At least batman was better at pretending to be, even then he gave Jim the heebie jeebies. 

Then he started to consider that if there was a baby bat, there’s got to be a mama bat somewhere and to save his own sanity from the theory that there were more batpeople out there, he stopped thinking about it. 

Life was so much easier when he was sure batman was just a guy in a stupid fucking suit. 

***

There were two bats in Gotham, a big one and a small one. A parent and a child. They glide between rooftops and haunt alleyways, Weapons forged from tragedy but wielded as a force of good, to protect instead of kill. Cassandra gets a choice now, and she chooses to help.

[skylaryozora]

Barbiecore Winx

That's a wrap! Who's your fav?

[1hellofacookie]

something something save a horse ride a cowgirl...

Close up time!!

They're great partners

[satchihatchi]

Erik in Barbie AU

His favorite greeting is: "Hi Raoul, how's it hanging ?"

[the-scooby-gang]

These came to me like ✨visions✨

💖The Generator 💖

Barbie Roberts is Shaggy Rogers cousin in my "The Rogers Family!AU"

[hey-heigo]

furrifies them

i haven't drawn anthro in a while so this was fun af. i also keep reassigning them different beasts. a symptom of my whimsical heart

blood below

[angelfangs-666]

(au idea from @EYUGGCHILD on twitter)