#like mattel listen to me

[itsybitsybatsyspider]

they should totally put me in charge of a Max Steel reboot

[petrovna-zamo]

[cal-is-a-cryptid]

Something that makes me happy #67:

Falling asleep to YouTube videos.

[n7punk]

really homophobic of them to make temporary tattoos and not include catra

[merevide]

one thing about me i will trick u into thinking i’m normal and like chill and have good music taste and then u start getting to know me and my lore and then you go ohhh no this girl is a bit strange she’s a bit weird she’s cringe. worst of all she still listens to the songs from winx club

[lyssitalennon]

god help me when it's time to record fashion fairytale

[sodaworks]

holy shit none of you told me Orville Peck was actually good country music

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Lauren Bacall (To Have and Have Not, The Big Sleep, Key Largo)—"Just put your lips together...and blow" excuse me ma'am i'm briefly going to turn into a kettle. She's the quintessential Femme Fatale who may betray me in the end but I'd let her it'd be worth it

Diahann Carroll (Paris Blues, Carmen Jones, Porgy and Bess)— Face of an angel. She had the range. She brought chemistry with every romance she portrayed. She also had a great fashion sense, and was so pretty Mattel made a doll based off of her.

We are in the quarterfinals of the Hot & Vintage Movie Women Tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Propaganda is not my own and is on a submission basis. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Diahann Carroll:

Another groundbreaking black actress, although she might be better remembered for her television roles. She was also an activist and worked with charities to support women in need.

here she is hanging out with shadow prince anthony perkins :3

Lauren Bacall:

"She is soooo neat. And hot. And everything. That one scene in To Have and Have Not where she says "you know how to whistle don't you? You just put your lips together and blow" altered my brain chemistry during media archaeology class and here we are."

"The VOICE, the SLINK, the EYES. Woof."

"Lauren Bacall was a major lesbian awakening for me. Every picture of her makes it look like she’s about to destroy you physically and emotionally (why is that so hot, I may need help). She had incredible long running chemistry with her husband, Humphrey Bogart, but was an absolute star in her own right. I’ll never be over my crush on her."

"She's got that confident, no-nonsense air about her. She's a boss babe who knows what she wants and gets it DONE. Staunch liberal Democrat her whole life. Campaigned for RFK. From Wikipedia: "In a 2005 interview with Larry King, Bacall described herself as "anti-Republican... A liberal. The L-word". She added that "being a liberal is the best thing on Earth you can be. You are welcoming to everyone when you're a liberal. You do not have a small mind."" Beautiful hair. Beautiful eyes. Beautiful lips. She's just beauty. LISTEN TO HER VOICE. TELL ME THAT'S NOT THE STUFF THAT DREAMS ARE MADE OF."

[mvsic0]

ok i have been having this situation in my head for awhile and i completely agree with this post

so like a week ago i downloaded twt and made an acc under my user just to have my user saved on there and tweeted a little bit and checked out what was happening in the twt spaces of fandoms

and eventually a few days ago i deleted the app because i don’t plan to use it

but also

i made a tweet just saying i confess to actually liking the texture of poly and i swear like one hour later that’s when the designer posted that story/people pointed out the “secret message”

and i deleted the app out of stress from the whole situation because 1 i don’t get the outrage and 2 i am afraid my tweet will be seen as a response to this situation when it was just a very, very bad coincidence

but seriously i don’t get it people are complaining that “they buy all these dolls and defend mh but beg for no more poly and this is what happens?”

i know what the designer said was definitely a little snarky/mean spirited but… if you don’t like poly then don’t buy the doll? i REALLY don’t get it 😖😖

and people say that the designer could change this ? i’m not sure how much power designers have but designers are meant to design, not pick what type of products to use for a doll, please explain if it s actually possible anyone

i don’t know exactly how to put my thoughts completely out but i just don’t get the hate and i would like for someone to explain it better to me (again, please i srs don’t get the rage)

okay it's 1am but i gotta talk about this

one of the g3 designers (i believe it was the person who does faces?) made a little joke about "loving" polypropylene hair (a bit tone-deaf to ignore and poke fun at valid constructive criticism but nothing outrage worthy imo) and dolltwt is FUMING about it 😭

like it's totally understandable to not like poly for a myriad of reasons but people are getting,,VERY upset and i personally think it's a bit dramatic and petty 🤔 but i guess i shouldn't expect dolltwt of all places to be capable of having civil debates

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

HCs: Ken meeting a Human!Fem!Reader who owns a ranch

Wanted to write something for this movie bc it’s all I’ve been thinking about for the past two days. So enjoy, lovelies! 

I’m taking requests for this movie so don’t be shy <3 

[SPOILERS AHEAD]

...........

After going back to the Real World to find a purpose for himself, Ken runs into you, a country girl who left the Mattel company to take care of your ranch.

You just stopped in the city to find new outfits..and instead found him rollerblading through the park, immediately recognizing him as a Ken.

You may not be in the company anymore but you just knew (especially with his vibrant outfit giving it away).

You two hit it off right away and eventually you go shopping together.

He gets a new cowboy outfit and is bashful when you pay for it (to which you reply that you..really didn’t have a choice in the matter, as he had no money).

He’s like “ohh that happened before when I was with Barbie..we got arrested for the second time that day :D”

You’re very concerned and decide that he should stick with you from now on (not that anyone at Mattel would ever care about a Ken running around to begin with...you just didn’t wanna have to bail him out of jail).

On the truck ride back to your home, you mentioned owning a ranch and Ken’s in a w e

You tell him more about it, and he’s so intrigued and can’t stop staring at you the entire time, especially as you go on about how a lot of women in your world are cowgirls and how they aren’t represented enough.

He bluntly states that he once believed “patriarchy” was all about the horses and you nearly laughed, but he seemed sad about it, so you assure him if he wanted to see horses, he made the right decision coming with you.

You introduce him to one of your favorite steeds and he’s SO overjoyed to actually see one in person. Like petting its mane and asking dozens of questions like an excited kid.

“Are you sure Barbieland didn’t have any horses of their own?”

“No, we just have the ones on sticks and our imaginations.” He pouts, mimicking the way he rode invisible horses with his hands. “But this? This is WAY cooler!!”

He tries mounting your horse, envisioning himself riding off into the sunset, free as a bird while shouting “yeehaw” at the top of his lungs-

Only for it to rear its head up and nearly stomp on his foot, with you having to calm it down as he snaps back to reality, looking utterly distraught and stressed over upsetting it.

“Alrighty. Ken. If you wanna ride a horse..the first step is earning its respect. Thought you would’ve learned about that in those books....but if you’ll let me, I’ll show you how to properly mount one. Luckily this one here’s accustomed to double riders.”

His face lights up and he listens to every instruction you give him, from placing the saddle on its back to climbing on, and finally how to control the direction he wants it to go.

For this one time, however, you take the reins and let him sit behind you, hugging you a bit too tightly for your liking, but you allow it as you show him around the rest of your ranch.

He just likes the closeness fr and you.

By the time the day’s over, your horse got better acquainted with Ken and let him ride around for a little while before you gotta put it in the stable for the night.

Before he could worry about where he was gonna go, you tell him he can stay with you as long as he wants.

He’s so happy he just,,,,breaks down ugly crying into your arms.

Though he quickly apologizes, admitting he’s still getting used to crying freely and being more emotional and-

“It’s okay, Ken.” You reassure him. “We need more guys like that around here who ain’t afraid to shed a tear or two.”

“Th-Thanks...Barbie told me it’s an amazing feeling. And honestly..it kinda is.”

After that small heart-to-heart talk, he gifts you his horseshoe necklace as a sign of his appreciation, that dopey grin returning to his face when you take it and wear it right away.

Yeah, you’ve only met each other for a day and he’s smitten the moment you started treated him as an equal. You let him have his own room, bed, wardrobe, etc. (and in time he'll have his own horse too).

All you ask is that he helps you manage the ranch, but at this point he’s willing to do anything for you now.

Finally, he realizes this was his dream all along.

One that Barbieland couldn't provide, but that was alright.

Patriarchy is overrated, anyways. This was all he wanted.

[ivysangel]

do you think jason gets turned on when you start rambling about something you’re interested or passionate about? like he’s listening and giving you his full attention, zoned out on your pretty lips while you talk and hearing the little spurs of excitement in your voice when you get to one of your favorite topics and the way you smile while asking him “what do you think tho?? 😊” is just so cute and ugh now he’s hard bc you’re just so perfect to him and he can’t decide if he wants to watch you try to keep talking while his fingers are knuckles deep inside you with borderline obscene squelching noises interrupting you or just shut you up with his tongue down your throat while he’s balls deep inside you

-🦦 anon who is high rn so this might sound like gibberish 😋

this is the kinda bf i need fr. like let me tell you in detail what went down between mattel and mga that caused the downfall of bratz while you try your hardest not to make the bedroom look like the aftermath of an onlyfans shoot !!!

anyway, the thought of this with jason is going to make my nose bleed like i just can't think about this. the fact that you're so passionate about something turns him on soooooooooo bad. like ofc he also finds it cute and endearing, but there's something so sexy about how knowledgeable you are on this topic. like if you have a favorite book or movie franchise and see someone give it a bad review based on some stupid criteria (letterboxd users lmao), and you start rambling on about how their opinion is wrong (bc opinions can be wrong idc) and they just don't get it, he's gets just slightly amused but mostly very horny. he lets you keep talking as long as he can before moving closer to you, kissing your neck, lightly touching your thigh. you stop talking bc the moods shifted, but he just tells you to keep going, keep rambling, spill all of your thoughts on this person's dumb opinion while his fingers find their way into your cunt. it seems like he's not actively listening, and even if he was, every word that comes out of you is so broken that whatever you're saying is practically incoherent. somehow he still manages to pick up everything though, so he randomly brings up something you said, and then it's your turn to lay it on him bc attentive men are so hot.

[omgthatdress]

Barbie made her debut in 1959. The way she was sold then is a little different than the way she's sold now. These days, individual Barbies come with their own unique looks & usually some kind of unique function or accessories. You can buy clothes separately, but those looks are still secondary to the expectation of buying a lot of Barbies. Back in the day, you bought the one Barbie and then bought her clothes separately. This is why back then Barbie came with a bunch of friends and always came wearing a swimsuit.

The oft-memed origin story for the classic Barbie is that she was modeled on a German sex doll named Lili, which is only partially true. In the 50s, most dolls available for girls were baby dolls that primed girls for being a wife and mother. Fashion dolls were a thing but they were generally more reserved for adults.

Ruth Handler, who co-founded Mattel with her husband and served as its president from 1945-1973 (#girlboss much?), got the idea of making an adult doll for girls when she'd see her daughters playing with paper dolls. Instead of playing with babies, they chose teen-aged and adult paper dolls and played fantasized versions of adulthood. Then, on a trip to Germany, Ruth saw a Lili doll in a store, and asked her daughters what they'd think of playing with a doll like that. Apparently, they liked the idea.

Lili the doll wasn't an inflatable fuck doll. She was based on a popular comic strip character Lili created by Reinhard Beuthien and published in the Hamburg-based Bild Zeitung. Lili was a buxom gold-digger seducing her way through the wealthy men of post-war West Germany.

The comic was definitely adult-oriented, and the doll it created was a popular bachelor party gag gift.

The introduction of a doll with breasts did cause *some* controversy, but it was more pearl-clutching rather than tremendous cultural outrage. Barbie was actually an immediate hit. She fit in very well to late 50s ideals of femininity. I've heard it said before that parents liked her because she helped little girls get into the beauty, fashion, and level of grooming that she would need to catch a husband. IDK if that was intentional, but it seems to fit very well.

I don't want to get into whether or not Barbie is this huge feminist icon or not because, well, she's a toy. I think Ruth Handler was an incredibly smart businesswoman who saw a market demand and met it. Barbie is about the power of fantasy and imagination, and anything that people see in her are the things they want to see in her.

In her incredible multitude of careers, she also holds up an impossible and toxic standard of beauty. Mattel has always been very aware of Barbie's image. I'm pretty sure that the reason Mattel hated "Barbie Girl" so much wasn't because it was wink-wink sexual, but because it nailed the popular stereotype of the time that Barbie was this fake, plastic bimbo who was an unhealthy role model for girls (go listen to Aquarium, now!).

The recent years of Barbie taking on a more empowering, feminist, and diverse lean is because Mattel is simply correcting course and keeping up with the times. Honestly, they've done a very good job of it, but I'm not going to kid myself into thinking they're doing anything other than maximizing profits.

I love me some Barbie but I was always an AG girl, ngl. However, I think Barbie and her cultural context are still incredibly fascinating and worth taking a look at.

[magpiemagica]

Just finished Black Barbie on Netflix with my mom. She and I liked it and I recommend it to anyone who is interested in Barbie, African American history, children’s psychology, fashion dolls, or the toy industry. Or documentaries in general.

As a doll loving autit, a lot of the Barbie history was recap. However, as a white American, listening to new experiences and viewpoints from a community I’m not a part of taught me a bunch.

This solidified a lot of the criticisms and frustrations I’ve already been having with modern Barbie/Mattel.

I hope this film helps spark productive conversations.

(Also side note: The doc’s timeline does up until the Big City Big Dreams movie. Pre Barbie movie era.)

[goosita]

i feel like you have such great characterization of both billy & coryo, so I'd love to know ur thoughts on what kind of music each of them would listen to? probably in a more modern/current music sense cuz idk what kind of music they listened to in the 1870s or in future panem LOL 💌

ps praying either of them would like the smiths

oh coriolanus snow’s literal theme song is “please please please let me get what i want” are u kiddin me he would love that song so much and relate to it so deeply, especially pre-games coryo. i truly think like. early-mid 2000s poppunk would really do it for him too, like any sort of that type of emo music tbh. for the rest of his playlist for modern!coryo in my head:

tiffany blews by fall out boy

the river by good charlotte

i dont wanna be in love by good charlotte (lol)

the kill by 30 seconds to mars

lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off by panic! at the disco

knives and pens by black veil brides

lips like morphine by kill hannah

help me by alkaline trio

exit music (for a film) by radiohead

venus in furs by the velvet underground

for billy i actually think going the country route is a little too on the nose, i think if he was into that it would be more modern but throwback-y stuff like tyler childers and orville peck. but at the same time i think he’s also the type to enjoy anything with a lot of Feeling to it if that makes sense?? some of modern!billy’s playlist in my head:

tattoos by tyler childers

sleep on the floor by the lumineers

wedding song by anais mitchell and justin vernon (specifically this original version and not the hadestown cast version)

hexie mountains by orville peck

talk and work song by hozier (❤️)

moving parts by trixie mattel

she’s got you by patsy cline

the devil wears a suit and tie by colter wall

roses are falling by orville peck

feathered indians by tyler childers

[kiruyeen]

listen if you go into g3 thinking it will be just like more episodes of g1 youre gonna be very disappointed. like yeah if I had to choose between them Id choose g1 as it cant be beat, but g3 has its own unique charm and is really good if you accept that the g3 cast isnt gonna be a carbon copy of the g1 cast. they arent meant to be! theyre new takes on their character, by definition, a new generation. yes I still have criticisms for it but also it did a lot of stuff better!

first off, a trans character IN a queer relationship. Ive always related to frankie but gen 3 especially does them so well and no matter what you say them and cleo's relationship is adorable. also I see a lot of you treat them like just a girl who uses they/them pronouns (or ignore that theyre non-binary at all) just because they dress femininely, and I am judging you. their relationship is trixic, not sapphic, and frankie is unlabeled and cleo is bi so theyre not lesbians either. frankie is not your theythem girl or theyfab or whatever. grow up. deuce is also theorized to be trans or intersex and is also canonically aromantic and I fucking love that as well. "b-but my nostalgia abt cleo and deuce" Im still nostalgic about them too and it was nice seeing the "mean girl" and her boyfriend have a healthy relationship but again this is a different take on their character, and I can happily say I could see their g1 versions identify this way as well if mattel wasnt such a coward back then.

next, lagoona. Ill be honest I was one of the biggest haters of g3 lagoona at first, pink skin, vsco girl ass fashion, "this aint my lagoona, she's way less edgier than the others AND g1" Id say, but she really grew on me, and as someone who frequently rewatches g1 as well, I notice she is a LOT more well developed than her g1 counterpart. g3 is fierce and is afraid of no longer being seen as such due to also having "cutesy" interests, and loves graphic novels and sometimes sees them as more true than real life. she also has anxiety and copes with them in an unappealing fashion (chewing). she makes up for her lack of edgy looks with her edgy personality. meanwhile g1 is just.... aussie and loves her boyfriend. g3 is still very sporty and cares for her friends (and crush) a lot, but now has personality past that, she can even find fault in her crush while still loving him, while g1 lagoona just saw gill as the perfect incarnate. g3 just overall, has more fleshed out monsters than g1.

more about deuce, I see a lot of people headcanon him as trans and I love that, but I personally believe he may be intersex. "but both of his parents and his sisters are female, there is no y chromosome in their heritage so how could he develop a y chromosome or testosterone" you may ask, but worry not for I have a biology special interest and am more than willing to explain! deuce's parents are a harpy (bird monster) and a gorgon(snake monster), and both birds and snakes are known to have NOT X and Y chromosomes to determine sex, but Z and W, and it works the other way around! meaning the offspring with zw chromosomes will be female while the offspring with zz chromosomes will be male! and due to deuce being out of the sex norms of both harpies and gorgons (having no males), he is considered intersex! again, I have nothing about his trans headcanons, but him being intersex makes more sense to me. and I LOVE it if thats the intention.

either way, even if I have my criticisms, I love g3, yes its not comparable to g1 but theyre different series!

[gooseloverfiction]

Maintenance

Ken x Afab!Reader

NSFW, 18+

Wordcount: 1459

Summary: Some new additions needs maintenance...

Content warning: some fluff, masturbation (male)

You looked at the pad and the house in front of you. You checked off the rooms, the external condition of the house and the yard.  Everything looked fine.

You moved on to inventorying furniture, clothes and accessories.

Considering Barbie lived for few decades and fashions changed... even faster, it was going to be a long day.

The kitchen took you about 5 minutes. Luckily all the Barbies and Kens were on the beach. No one will disturb you or engage in small talk ending in full-blown discussion about the Real World. 

At least that's what you thought.

Ken was sitting on the couch in the living room, leaning against a pillar, which is why you hadn't seen him before. He was reading a book about horses. But didn't look like he was paying attention to it, constantly shifting in his seat. 

“Ken?”

He stood up quickly and looked at you in surprise.

"Who are you? A new Barbie?” the man…you mean the doll, you reminded yourself, was as surprised as you.

“No, I work for Mattel. I'm checking out the Dream House for a new doll.”

Ken lifted his head and stared at you with his blue, sparkling eyes. Only now did you notice his rosy cheeks.

“You're from Mattel?!” he cried, his voice full of hope. "Can you help me?! Sublime!"

“Uh, sure, I can help you, but I need to do this inventory first.”

“Inven…what?” Ken tried to pronounce the new word, but eventually gave up. You looked at him discreetly, 'checking' the furniture in the living room on the pad.

The doll was wearing his new lightning bolt tracksuit and a leather vest with fringes. He used a fingerless gloved hand to straighten the falling fringe of his platinum hair on his bandana. You wouldn't admit it at work, but he looked great in those clothes. They gave him his own, individual look. He was no longer just an accessory for Barbie. 

Seeing his still questioning look, you showed him the clipboard. He stood towering over you and began to read aloud.

“Oh. So you check if everything is there? I didn't take anything.” Ken raised his hands in a defensive gesture he had learned from being arrested twice in the Real World.

You smiled at him and patted his back. His muscles were rock hard.

The poor guy was tense as if he was about to explode.

“I’ll help you, then you will help me faster, right?” His tone was almost pleading. What was so important that he needed a human?

However, you agreed and with Ken behind you, you went upstairs. The wardrobe and dressing table will take the most time. But when you were looking through the first bunch of clothes, you felt that Ken's help would be indispensable.  He knew every garment, line and name of the limited editions.

You quickly went through the wardrobe and stood in front of the display where outfits for a given occasion or day were displayed. You took note of everything that was visible, feeling Ken's breath on your neck. Strange... The dolls didn't breathe. And certainly not with hot air.  You turned to him to ask about it and saw his rosy cheeks and neck. He grabbed your arms desperately and you felt yourself shaking.

"Everything's all right?" you asked, seeing how his lower abdominal muscles tighten. You opened your mouth unconsciously, seeing the impressive size of the tent in his sweatpants. Oh my… The dolls had no genitalia.

“Okay, let's go to the bedroom, you need to sit down," you took charge and went there first.

Ken looked miserable when he showed up on the floor. You gestured to the open clamshell bed, placing pillows behind his back. He needed to relax. Or… No, you didn't even think about that. And how are you supposed to teach a man (a doll) what to do?

“Let's try this…close your eyes and think about something disgusting,” you suggested, knowing it would be a long ordeal. Ken must have been in this shit hole situation for a while.

He listened to you and squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, but he didn't even budge in his pants.

“Argh, I can't! I don't know what could be disgusting, all my thoughts are nice!” Ken groaned, looking reproachfully at his crotch.  The pink on his cheeks began to turn into a redder shade and spread to the rest of his face.

“Okay, let's try something else…” you couldn't watch him suffer. You knew perfectly well what it was like to feel frustrated when you wanted to feel good so much and you couldn't. And he didn't even know about this possible pleasure.  Something had caused him to start turning into a human and now he sat there with a raging boner. You were responsible for the maintenance of this part of Barbieland, so technically showing Ken how to please himself was... your job?

You sat on the edge of the bed and took one of his large hands, guiding it to his crotch and still keeping your hand on his, you pressed down on his cock and moved your hands up and down. Ken let out a guttural moan, so deep and shuddering, you thought he was going to cum.  He looked straight at you. Something in his blue eyes made your breath catch in your throat. By force of will, you removed your hand from him and placed it on the zipper of your jeans.

“Move your hand up and down like this,” you pointed and Ken obeyed. After a while, his moans echoed around the area, but it didn't last long. When he looked at you in frustration, you knew you couldn't avoid this…

“It doesn't do anything, I'm so hot, and I feel… I feel…” Ken couldn't say what he felt. He wasn't sure, he had ever felt this before in his life.

“I know, Ken. Okay. Pull out… This,” you finished, your voice a little too rough. You cleared your throat and pointed to his hands gripping his cock.

Ken quickly pulled down the waistband of his pants and freed himself from the material. Of course he had no underwear. And he must have looked so amazing. Involuntarily, you felt warmth spreading between your thighs. Pull yourself together, girl!

“Are these… Ge-genitals?” the man looked at himself in surprise, stroking the delicate skin along his entire length, reaching to the head.  When his fingers ran over the frenulum, he shuddered and a large drop of precum appeared on the tip.

"Yes. Men have a penis, women have a vagina,” you explained. Since you were already teaching him how to masturbate, he could learn the basics of anatomy.

Ken's eyes became as big as saucers. “So you have something else? Barbie has…”

“The vagina, yes. Because we are women,” you finished.

“Oh… Ooooh,” Ken moaned, touching himself more confidently now, instinctively using the wetness coming out of him to lessen the unpleasant friction. The leather of his gloves creaked as he clasped one hand around the base and moved the other up and down. He threw his head back, resting on the pillow, and panted faster and faster.

“Oh my... What is happening to me...?!  Hahm… I… I can't… I feel so hot. I can’t hold it,” he groaned, looking at his hands and cock, and you felt how hot he was actually getting. Or at least you shared his feelings, knowing damn well that this sight would never be forgotten in your memory.

Ken's hands grabbed himself as he twitched and shot his cum high. You saw perfectly well how his body was torn by orgasm. It must have been intense.

After a while, Ken went limp all over, panting and looking at the mess he had made around him.

“It was… So…” he started, but you quickly cut him off.

"Do you feel better?"

Ken nodded lazily. With a sigh, you pulled out the pack of wet wipes you carried in your carry-on bag and handed a few to the man. He took the wet cloth from you and wiped his hands, sculpted stomach and chest. He handed you the ball of tissues and you grabbed it between two fingers and put it in a ziplock bag. You're lucky you had it all with you. And others often laughed at you for this.

“Ok, put it back…” you pointed to his still slightly swollen member and Ken lifted his pants, hiding his new addition.

“I have to finish my inspection… Umm, maybe you can get some rest…” you started, but a soft snore interrupted your words. You smiled slightly to yourself and checked the bed off your list.