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bl00dst41ned · 10 months

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Omg can you pls do like a fic or headcanons of going to see Barbie with Jobe??💗

*.·:·.✦ barbie world ✦.·:·.*

pairing: jobe bellingham x female reader

summary: in which you and Jobe go watch Barbie, but does he have to know?

author’s note: requested by ihe4rtisa, thank you, sweetie <3 (the pic is by @mondlevan)

word count: 522

“Trampoline park ?” You suggested another activity, and Jobe shook his head.

You guys were currently looking for something to do for the day but neither one of you could agree on one. Resulting in the two of you on the phone, thinking of something to do.

“Let’s just go to the movies” You finally decided, exiting the phone call app to choose a movie to see.

“What is there to see ?” He instantly asked.

The moment you opened the app, you came across Barbie, whom you wanted to see so badly.

But you knew Jobe would never agree. He stated that "it was for girls" and didn't want to see it.

You started to think of a plan before fulfilling it.

“The new Ninja Turtles cartoon movie, you want to go ?”

“Yeah, we can”

“I’ll pick you up” You finished before hanging up.

Dummy, the movie is not out until a week, You thought before going to get ready.

You decided to wear a pink sweater, blue baggy jeans, and some simple white Jordan 1s. You matched your makeup with pink eye makeup and your usual lip combo.

Once you were ready, you grabbed your phone, wallet and car keys before leaving to go get Jobe. You messaged him indicating that you were on the way and asking if he was ready. Which he was, not surprising.

꘎♡━━━━━━━━━━━━━━♡꘎

Jobe exited the house wearing a black tracksuit and white Air Force 1s. By the look of his corners, you could tell he had gotten a cut within the last 24 hours.

He entered the car giving you a kiss on the temple making you side-eye him.

“So my lips were too far away ?” You sarcastically commented making him laugh.

“A bit, yeah” He teased before leaning in and giving you a real kiss.

Your face turned into a giant smile focusing back on the steering wheel to drive to the cinema. You thought your outfit would have given it away but knowing Jobe, he never caught clues.

Once you arrived, you two got straight in the queue since you had bought the tickets online making it easier for your plan to work.

“Room 7” The employee said after checking the tickets. For some reason, he had not said the name of the film, making you relieved.

“You want some popcorn ?” Jobe offered, guiding you to the area.

You instantly took the biggest one, Barbie decorated, Jobe grimacing.

“You don’t want to go see Barbie with me, let me at least live a bit of my Barbie dream” You retorted not even letting him say anything. Jobe put his hand up in surrender before you both walked to the film. You entered the room seeing half of the other people wearing pink. Jobe found it weird but moved on, still not catching a clue.

꘎♡━━━━━━━━━━━━━━♡꘎

The commercials had already ended and the film just started.

“(Y/N)” Jobe whispered in your ear not wanting to disturb the others “Why does this Barbie commercial is that long ?”

You looked innocently in front of you with a slight smirk. “What commercial?”

Jobe made a face not entirely getting what you said before understanding and huffing.

“You got to be lying”

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izaedits · 11 months

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c’mon Barbie, let’s go party 🩷

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#iza #iza headers #iza icons #barbie #art wallpapers #pink #pink packs #brazilian singer #black beauty

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backupanddoitagain · 8 months

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Incandescent

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Summary: A short poem with some thoughts during your evening date with Peter Parker.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: Implied reference to death

A/N: A short poem that came to mind while musing about TASM!Peter Parker. The significance of time fascinates me, and I couldn't resist the adjacency of the tradition of stopping the clocks when someone passes away and how we refer to 'stopping time' so that we may savor moments while we live. But as Gwen Stacy said, 'what makes life valuable is that it doesn't last forever.'

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Incandescent

The night is young and so are we. The onset of fragility.

For when the stars come out to play, our eyes will meet but cannot say:

Will you stay until dark's gone? Will you linger til the dawn?

So little time have you to give. Stop the clock, I want to live.

No more hours here and there. No more chimes disturb the air.

In the silence forget the past. Live for the now, make it last.

Close your eyes to skies above, close your eyes and cherish love.

Additional exhaustive A/N below:

Forgive me for I'm not a poet, not even a lit major, but wth right?

As mentioned above, time and our perception of it is fascinating. At least to me. So is the subject of communication, both verbal and nonverbal. The piece above explores a date with Peter Parker in which neither is comfortable speaking their fears.

Relationships are as fragile as life itself and we frequently approach each other tentatively, especially in the early stages. Even when young and (somewhat) inexperienced, our life experiences have already shaped us into who we are in that moment with more to come in the future. So the Reader is asking a question (what now?), one that Peter himself may be asking as well. Each expresses themselves nonverbally with their eyes. Stars and eyes are frequently paired with couples. They have stars in their eyes or star-crossed lovers for two examples. The poem's title comes from the very *definition of the word incandescent: emitting visible light as a result of being heated. The contrast between light and dark, stars and space, and warmth (living) and death (cold) has been explored countless times in the arts and I won't be the last to dabble with it here.

The Reader knows that Peter's time is limited for a variety of reasons (the conflict of his dual roles, obligations, danger, etc) but also because everyone has a finite amount of time from birth to death and we know not how long that will be (life is fragile from the start). Peter gives Reader what time he can but is it enough? Reader knows this and doesn't want the reminder--the constant ticking of the seconds, the chiming of the hour--that time is passing.

Some viewers of the TASM franchise may have found the time symbolism in the movies too obvious, but I thought that it didn't hurt (me, the viewer) to have a reminder. Slowing down time to cherish others may the best we can hope for in lieu of stopping time, but when we take that time and hold onto it, it becomes ours forever in the form of memories, memories that are frozen in time.

*American Heritage Dictionary (5th ed). There are several definitions of the word, incandescent, and I selected one.

#tasm #peter parker #amazing spider-man #peter parker poetry #tasm fanfiction #peter parker x reader #peter parker fanfiction #tasm!peter parker

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galaxiestuff · 5 months

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eviesaurusrex · 2 years

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ꜱᴛᴀʀᴋ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

| ᴏɴ ʜɪᴀᴛᴜꜱ |

ꜱᴛᴇᴘʜᴇɴ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ x ꜱᴛᴀʀᴋ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴛᴏɴʏ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴋ x ꜱᴛᴀʀᴋ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ

Being Tony Stark's younger sister had most definitely its perks, but sometimes it felt similar to being a kindergarten teacher, maybe even his personal nanny. Follow Y/N Stark through the years and events, and see where fate will lead her.

ᴘʀᴏʟᴏɢᴜᴇ

"Why do people always disappear around me?"

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ

A visit as one of the main sponsors of the Metro-General Hospital in New York City led the Stark straight into the arms of Doctor Stephen Douchebag Strange.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴏ

Coming back to her childhood home reveals new, unpredictable opportunities - and insights.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ

Never would [Y/N] have thought how much her life could change after accepting Nick Fury's offer.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜰᴏᴜʀ

An invitation from Georgetown University to talk about her scientific research over the years reunited [Y/N] Stark and Stephen Strange in the oddest way probably possible.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜰɪᴠᴇ

coming soon

[more chapters coming]

ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ʙʟᴜʀʙꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴇɴᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀꜱ

[ask] How did Stark!Reader and Stephen meet for the first time?

ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ

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ynscrazylife · 2 years

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Hi! Can I plz request a Kate Bishop x Fem Reader, (they r already dating) maybe in Episode 3 where she follows Kate to rescue Clint and after the whole fight and car case, reader realizes she’d been injured and Kate helps attend to her wounds, and then small argument between reader and Kate about how she shouldn’t have followed her into the warehouse, but they make up and kiss, then Clint walks in but doesn’t say anything but knows that R is exactly what Kate needs? Thank you! 🥰💜

Collateral Damage | k.b comfort

Summary: Kate takes care of her girlfriend after she winds up caught in the middle of the fight.

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Y/N was never more grateful for the hot, grimy subway than she was now. She was sure that she and the costumed archers were getting very weird looks from the rest of the people around, but didn’t find it in herself to care. She had about half the training that her girlfriend did and a quarter (or less) than the Avenger did, so that fight had taken a lot out of her — but she wasn’t about to admit that.

“We haven’t met. I’m Hawkeye.”

Y/N looked over to find the senior archer speaking to her and forced herself to sit forward. She knew American Sign Language so she decided to sign back: “I’m Y/N, Kate’s girlfriend.”

Clint turned to Kate and raised his brow. “Girlfriend?” He questioned.

Kate sent Y/N a smile and nodded to answer Clint, who gave a small nod himself.

The rest of the subway ride carried on, neither of the three speaking much, if at all. Kate was too pumped up on her own adrenaline to say something, as she analyzed the two different fights that had gone one. Clint was exhausted, as he never mentally prepared himself to deal with all that. And Y/N was in over her head, a little dazed and very confused on everything that had happened. She knew vaguely about the Ronin situation, but Kate hadn’t had the time to spare her all of the details yet. They each kept to themselves as they processed.

When the subway car slowed to a stop at their station (thankfully it was right outside the apartment), the trio sluggishly stood up. Kate and Clint were more or less fine, but Y/N was a different story. The moment she got to her feet, her legs nearly gave out and a shooting pain hit her stomach, causing her to let out a gasp.

Kate, with her quick reflexes, caught her girlfriend and pulled her up. “Y/N!” She called out, not caring that she was in public. “What the hell happened?”

Clint decided to let Kate take care of her girlfriend and he made himself useful by holding open the subway doors. When Y/N only mustered up a groan in response, Kate half-dragged, half-helped-her-walk onto the platform.

“Um,” Clint started, watching the two young women struggle for a second. “I’m going to go get my hearing aid fixed and take the dog out for a walk. You get her home.” He directed the last part at Kate.

She sent him a short grateful look and Clint helped Kate with Y/N until they got to the apartment. There, he quickly tossed her the first aid kit before leaving with the dog.

Once the door closed, Kate focused all her attention on her now half-conscious girlfriend who was sitting on the couch. She and first aid kits were old friends, since they had helped her a lot when she was learning how to fight, how to fence, and how to use a bow and arrow. While she had experience using a first aid kit on herself, she had mostly been on the receiving end, so she just hoped that she could do this.

Kate figured that her number one priority should be keeping her girlfriend conscious, so she lightly tapped her cheek and Y/N hummed in response.

“Hey,” the brunette said, sure to speak softly as she opened up the first aid kit. “Clint left with the dog. It’s just you and me.”

Y/N managed to smile but her head quickly started to loll to the side, so Kate had to gently take her chin and turn her head. “Stay with me, Y/N,” she said, doing her best to find a balance between encouraging and firm. She lifted up Y/N’s shirt and started to clean the nasty cut, which made her girlfriend wince.

“I know, I know,” Kate murmured. She continued to dab at it as lightly as possible until she deemed it through enough, and then wrapped a bandage around her.

“Why did you follow me there anyway?” She muttered, half out of frustration that Y/N was hurt and half needing to say something to take her mind off her worry. She went on to cleaning Y/N’s other cuts.

Kate hadn’t been expecting an answer, but she got one.

“I wanted to make sure you were okay,” Y/N mumbled, blinking slowly.

Kate quickly glanced up at her before concentrating on putting bandages on her cuts. “You’re not a fighter, Y/N,” she pointed out softly, knowing Y/N hadn’t trained as much as she did.

“Did you expect me to just go home when I knew you were running into danger?”

Kate glanced up at her again once she finished applying the bandaids and found Y/N to be seemingly much more conscious. She got to her feet and sat across from her as she formed her response. But, before she could get her words out, Y/N added on.

“Do you really think that I would just leave you behind like that?”

By the tears starting to bubble up in her eyes, Kate knew that Y/N had took this to heart. The guilt washed over her like a tidal wave. “No, I just didn’t want you getting hurt. It, well . . . It made the whole fight a little, um, harder,” Kate admitted, doing her best not to offend Y/N.

Y/N leaned back, blinking. She quickly remembered the fight in her own perspective. “I held my own there!” She argued.

Kate let out a small groan. None of this was coming out how she meant it to! She couldn’t beat around the bush any longer, not when Y/N’s emotions and safety were on the line. “I was worried about you, Y/N! I was scared you were gonna get hurt and you did! And now you’re dragged into all this because of me and I’m still scared and I-I—” Kate cut herself off when Y/N leaned over and hugged her tightly. Kate accepted the embrace but was mindful not to hug back too tightly due to her injuries.

“I’m sorry,” Y/N murmured into her shoulder.

Having a moment to think clearly did Kate some could. She just ran a hand through Y/N’s hair. “Don’t be,” she assured her.

After a couple moments, Y/N leaned back. The couple shared a goofy yet real smile before, both in sync, leaned forward and captured each other’s lips in a kiss. The kiss itself was pure bliss. Secure, warm, thrilling, all wrapped into one. Both of them were content to stay like that for eternity, if not for the sound of the door unlocking that made them jump apart.

Clint wore a sheepish smile as he closed the door and as the dog ran in. He even had the audacity to chuckle, amused by the blushes on Kate’s and Y/N’s faces. “Carry on, as you were,” was all he said as he disappeared into the other room.

Kate grunted and flopped back against the couch, covering her face with her hands. Meanwhile, Y/N just giggled and rolled over, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend again and hugging her.

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