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From prompt list “I’m going to ruin you” after Ken has learned about bodily anatomy after his venture into the real world and he says this to fem reader (or gn if you prefer!), and decides it’s finally time to get your attention off that other Ken once and for all (which, of course, the reader has never cared about that “other Ken” anyway)

feel good (Ken x Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/NSFW Ken x Doll!Reader/

A/N: Heey! Thanks for requesting! THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN like... you're a genius. Hope you like it! Prompt list mentioned: here's the link

Warnings: very smutty, dolls have genitals in this one, reader is implied to have a vagina but I don't describe it much (it's still gn!), possessive Ken, maybe a bit ooc, reader's virginity is mentioned.

Word Count: 1.1k

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In his venture into the Real World, Ken learned very interesting things like the patriarchy, horses, and most importantly... sex.

See, the dolls in Barbieland knew they had genitals but it was never something they actually used often (if ever). They knew the basics of human anatomy but... nothing as throughout as what Ken had discovered.

Magazines, books, even videos of sex were readily available, all accessible to a very naive Ken who let everything get to his head.

Arriving home to Barbieland, Ken began getting these thoughts... if sex was so good after all, why not try it with you, the person he loved the most? The thoughts were pure enough at the beginning, but it all went to shit when he saw you...

Sitting next to Simu!Ken, you were laughing and chatting along. You both seemed to be having fun and Ken hated that, a gut-wrenching sensation of pure jealousy taking over his entire body.

Without thinking, Ken immediately walked over to you, grabbing you by the wrist and waving a sarcastic goodbye to the other Ken. You were surprised, but happy nonetheless. "Ken! You're back! I'm so happy you returned, love... But where are you taking me?"

He didn't answer, only marching towards your house until you were in your living room. Ken released the grip on your wrist and turned to face you.

He looked... different. He had a stern but mischievous look on his face, his pupils blown out making his baby blue eyes look darker, hair messy... He looked feral. "Ken..."

"I'm going to ruin you..." He whispered, taken by a mixture of jealousy and arousal. You looked so good... and you were his.

You didn't know what to make of his statement, feeling heat run through your body as he looked at you like a meal... he had never looked at you like that before.

"Sit down." Ken calmly said, and you promptly obliged. Sat on the sofa, he held your chin up so you looked at him as he said: "I'm going to make you feel so good... I promise."

Then, he kneeled. Moving his hands to your waistband, he looked up asking for permission and you agreed (even if a little confused).

Ken took your pants off, removing your underwear with it. You gasped a bit, not expecting any of it. His hands grazed on your thighs, opening them up so he could get a good look at you.

"Don't be shy, (Y/N)... you're so beautiful." Ken said before diving in between your legs, kissing your inner thighs, making you shiver. "K-Ken... what are-" Suddenly, you were cut out by a wave of pleasure that dominated your chore. He was kissing you... down there. And you didn't know why it felt this good.

Ken continued kissing, licking, and sucking... It was obviously his first time but he was doing his best, and he knew exactly where your most sensitive spot was... not neglecting it for a moment.

Sounds were coming out of your mouth and you honestly couldn't care about neighbors, moaning loudly when Ken hit that sweet spot... you felt out of orbit, taken completely by pleasure.

Tightness began building in your belly, like a bomb ready to explode, you were scared but nothing could take you out of this moment. "Ken, p-please... don't stop..."

And he didn't, working fiercely to make you orgasm... he wanted to taste you in his mouth, to be the first one to make you cum.

As you felt his lips and tongue moving, the tightness suddenly released. Waves of pleasure washed over you while you moaned his name. You felt dumb with the feeling, overwhelmed by so many sensations all at once.

Ken got up with a smile, feeling real proud of himself "See? I told you I would make you feel good! Now... it's my turn."

He took his pants off in one single swift motion, revealing his hard cock to you. Damn, he was hot... and you wanted to pleasure him too. "Ken... I-I want to learn how to make you feel good as well..."

His eyes grew wide, taken aback by your sudden confession (yes he was still insecure about you, even though you had just let him eat you out lol). "Oh, doll..." Ken softly said before kissing you, tender but slightly possessive... he was desperate at that point.

After the kiss, he carefully positioned you to kneel on the couch with your back facing him, legs spread slightly apart enough so he could slot himself in between. Ken massaged your back while teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock.

After you gave him consent, he slowly got inside you, careful to not hurt. It was quite off rhythm at first, Ken groaned while feeling so overwhelmed with you around him. But as soon as you both got comfortable... things escalated.

Ken fucked you quickly like an animal, completely desperate and needy. He was inside you, the first to ever be inside you! He felt possessive, moaning and groaning as he grabbed on your thighs and waist, pulling lightly on your hair as he cried into your ear: "You're mine, you're mine..."

"Ah, Ken! Ah..." You whined as his pace quickened even more, his dick inside you so deep hitting sweet spots you didn't even know you had, stretching you oh so deliciously.

"Yes! Please! Hmm... so good!" You hummed in approval, and the more praise you gave, the messier it got. Ken seemed to get off on your words, rolling his hips into you harder the more you spoke and driving you crazy. Eventually, you started moving your own hips to meet his thrusts, and that sight... he began getting erratic just from looking at you.

Not long after, Ken cummed inside you. Head tilted back, moaning your name and holding your waist for dear life. He never imagined it could be this good.

Plastic hearts racing, you both hugged each other as you laid on the sofa. Ken had his head on your chest, resting as he regained composure. "See? You're mine now..." He said between breaths.

"But, Ken... I've always been yours." You reassured him, running your fingers through his blonde hair. "You're the only one for me."

He turned his face upwards to look at you with teary eyes, admiring your face before reaching and kissing you desperately. Tears ran down his face as he kissed you, and you wiped them clean with your hands.

After Ken calmed down, you two sat side by side on the couch while you wondered: "What was that, by the way? The... the things you did, the way it made me feel..."

"Oh... yeah, there are a lot of things I'd like to show you! Things I learned in the Real World... that was one of them." Ken grinned while holding your hand, soothing you before continuing: "I've never done anything like it before, either... but I wanted to try it with you."

You couldn't help but smile, squeezing his hands while being so happy he trusted you like that. "Well, I'm glad that I'm yours, then..."

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sleepover (Ken x GN Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/Ken x Doll!Reader/

A/N: Hey! So... my requests are closed BUT with you'd like anything about this pretty himbo I would love to write it! Just send me a message ;)

Warnings: Technically SFW but very suggestive themes, I think "kissing laying down" would be equivalent to sex in Barbieland so… yeah. THEY DON'T HAVE GENITALS.

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Now that Ken was your official boyfriend and you had gone on several dates together, you decided it was time for the next step.

When you invited Ken for a sleepover at your house, he almost burst into tears at how happy he was... but of course, he tried playing it cool. "Sure, doll."

In your bedroom, you watched movies as you played dress up, trying to match as many outfits as possible. You painted each other's nails and brushed each other's hair, gossiping about other dolls... you had a lot of fun!

As the night continued, you grew closer and closer to each other. Sitting on your bed with thighs and shoulders touching. He just couldn't wait any longer, so he went for it eventually.

Ken kissed you tenderly at first, holding the side of your face with one hand and holding yours with the other. You had kissed a hundred times by now, but it always felt like the first time...

Then, the kiss deepened. Ken was now holding you by the waist, desperate for some more contact... you hummed in approval as his tongue grazed yours and he smiled against your lips.

You parted to breathe, and a thought came to your mind... it felt a little dirty, but you assumed Ken wouldn't judge you. "Ken, what if... what if we like, kiss but... laying down?"

He gasped, putting his hand against his mouth. You soon realized he was blushing HARD, and you regretted saying anything. "Sorry! Am I going too fast? I didn't want to-"

"No! It's ok! I mean, I didn't think you'd ask, but... I'm down for it. I... really want to." Ken looked at you with soft blue eyes, almost pleading. He would never admit it but he was really needy, and just the thought of being more intimate with you made him shake in excitement.

"Oh! Ok, then... c'mere, baby." He loved when you called him 'baby', so he gladly obliged, laying down next to you on your bed. You started kissing immediately, hands roaming all over.

After what felt like a few minutes, Ken suddenly moved to be on top of you, kissing your jaw, then down your neck... A sound escaped your throat and you weren't quite sure what it was. But you liked it... really much.

"Ken... you're so good..." you whispered, and immediately you felt him shiver. God how he loved to be praised... it made his entire day, week even. He adored being praised by YOU specifically, and those words... in these circumstances... it made him feel something he didn't quite understand yet. Like a heat in his chest, in his belly... he wanted more.

"(Y/N)... please... say that again..." His eyes suddenly darker by his blown-out pupils, mouth slightly agape, hair all messy... he looked beautiful.

"You're so good, Ken... You're amazing..." You were cut out by his mouth crashing into yours, lips working fiercely while tongues danced around. It was messy, something you two were not accustomed to. It felt dirty but so good... you grasped Ken by his hair and he hummed in approval, while he grabbed at your waist and thighs, making you whine.

He eventually moved to your neck again, and you had the chance to think out loud. "This is how they do it in the Real World, right?"

Slightly out of breath, Ken looked up at you and responded. "Most definitely."

You two would make out for hours, grabbing and touching and kissing until you grew tired and decided to sleep. You hugged Ken from behind while he adjusted in your bed, completely overjoyed.

In the morning, while having breakfast, you two discussed the night before. "Woah... it was awesome. Like, the best experience I've ever had!" Ken exclaimed energetically. "Maybe next time we can do it like the movies?"

You looked at him in innocent confusion, expecting him to elaborate. "You know, with... less clothes..." His head was slightly down, so his eyes went up to meet yours, just like a puppy. You blushed hard at the thought, but smiled and nodded, seeing his expression change from pleading to relief to happiness in a matter of seconds. "Cool."

"Like the movies, huh? How long have you been thinking about that?"

"Uh... for a while now." He admitted, bringing his hand behind his head and flexing his bicep in the process, drawing a big smile from you.

"So... do you have any plans for tonight?" You asked mischievously, resting your head on your hands.

Ken looked right into your eyes before licking his lips and imitating your pose. "For you, I'm always available."

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can u do sub!ken smut with the prompt “u can kiss me you know” pls and thank youuu i love ur work so much

good pretty toy (Ken x Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/NSFW Ken x Reader/

A/N: Heey! Thank you so much, anon! This is very straight to the point lol I hope you like it! xoxo Prompt list mentioned: here's the link

Warnings: porn without plot, dolls have genitals in this one, sub!Ken, soft dom!Reader.

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Ken kneeled between your legs while you rested in an armchair, looking up at you with pleading eyes, waiting for your permission.

You stroked his hair, loving how obedient of a boy he was... always amazing you with his manners, and you just couldn't say no to those eyes...

"You can kiss me, you know." You demanded, and he promptly obliged... revering your legs like you were sacred to him.

The kisses traveled up in no time, nipping at your thighs and waist... then at your hands and arms. Ken adored you, and he made sure you knew that.

Smiling, you brought a hand to grab his hair, pulling just so he could look at you. "Let me take a look, baby."

He knew exactly what you meant, and that made him shiver in anticipation. Ken slowly got up, undoing his pants and undressing from them completely... he was rock hard already, just from getting your attention.

"Hmm, so turned on and I didn't even do anything... how cute." you teased, running a single finger up his shaft, tracing it ever so slowly.

Ken wobbled, knees almost failing him completely but he wasn't about disappointing you now... staying strong so you could play with him like the doll he was.

"You are my toy, aren't you love? My good pretty toy..." You said between planting kisses on his dick, teasing him with gentle movements. "You stay up and still for me, while I play with you."

And so you got up as well, helping him undress from the remaining clothes and leaving him bare. You fondled his chest, exploring his abs and arms and admiring his muscles. From behind, you grabbed his butt while jokingly praising: "Nice ass." He smiled at that.

Coming back to face him, you mischievously stroked his cock while looking him dead in the eye. His eyes fluttered, trying his best not to close them. "Look at me, pretty boy." You encouraged.

He started breathing through his mouth, whining with every exhale. Ken looked at you through half-shut eyes, embarrassment taking over as he bit his lower lip and fought to stay up on his feet.

You stroked him slowly and hard, spitting on your hand from time to time to maintain lubrication. Not wanting to fall down, Ken started shaking, holding his muscles tight so he could remain standing... he was a mess, his orgasm building up by the second and he could barely look at you anymore.

"Shh, it's ok, love. Relax, just keep looking at me, ok?" You whispered, not losing your grip on him. Ken nodded, opening his eyes more to admire your face... he was so close, and looking at you with a grin on your lips didn't help. It was humiliating but... in such a delicious way.

He didn't dare to speak, so his orgasm came unannounced and messy, leaving trails of cum between you two. He moaned with his head rolled back, eyes closed while his dick spat all over your hand and stomach, getting a bit on his chest as well.

Ken suddenly grabbed you for balance, and you helped him sit on the armchair... he deserved it. "Wow, you did such a good job, dear!" You kissed him softly on the lips, praising him and petting his face.

He looked at you in awe... Ken loved being good for you, and to know he had done a good job was to be in heaven. "Thank you, babe..."

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For prompt “I like laying next to you, you’re warm” Ken finally receives permission to stay the night and is overjoyed to not only be in gn reader’s presence but also gets to be close to them, possibly the first time he has been able to do this with anyone in his life 😭

cozy (Ken x Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/Ken x Reader/

A/N: Hey, anon! This is ADORABLE like... ugh so sweet! Thank you for requesting and hope you don't mind this being short! Also, I'm running out of Ken gifs! Oh nooo! Prompt list mentioned: here's the link

Song Rec: Cigarettes After Sex - Heavenly

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Ken accompanied you to your doorstep after a very fun day hanging out, holding your hand and ready to say his goodbyes... until you suggested: "Ken, why don't you... stay for the night?"

His jaw dropped, eyes shining with hope as he inhaled. "S-Stay?"

"Yes! We can make popcorn and watch movies all night! It'll be fun, don't you think?"

Ken almost fell knees first onto the pavement but pulled himself together before he could falter. You knew he wasn't used to being shown that much consideration, so you understood his nervousness. "C'mon, blondie, let's get some snacks."

You pulled him inside and started preparing the food while Ken got himself comfortable on your sofa. He smiled to himself the whole night, holding your hand and kissing you sweetly from time to time.

After the second movie was over, you were already feeling a little tired. Moving your head to rest on Ken's shoulder, you nestled next to him and decided to close your eyes.

By your side, you didn't notice Ken celebrating silently, fist bumping the air while whispering a soft "Yesss". You trusted him enough to rest next to him! How cool was that?

He was ecstatic, but he felt so cozy next to you he could just drift into sleep at any moment. “I like laying next to you, you’re warm.”

When you heard his confession, your heart melted. You felt so safe, so comfortable, and to think he felt the same was... wonderful.

"I like having you next to me too, Ken." Your words were music to his ears, making his chest ache with pure love and devotion.

You stayed there laying silently until you both fell asleep, basking in each other's warmth. It felt heavenly, so sweet and nice to be able to fall asleep next to each other... you both hoped it stayed like that forever.

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Ken with a gn doll!reader love interest

Reader: gender neutral

/Ken x Doll!Reader/

A/N: Guess who's obsessed lol anyway... This is NOT spoiler free! In fact, this is set AFTER the movie! I gave Ken a redemption arc because I think he'd be willing to better himself so here you go...

Word Count: 1348

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How it started:

You were hanging out with Allan at the beach when suddenly Ken approached you, waving and smiling as he spoke: “Hey Allan! Hey (Y/N)! Wanna play volleyball?”

Allan glanced nervously at you before you two agreed, following Ken through the sand.

The game was fun but you were losing, that is until you had the chance to score, jumping up in the air and striking the ball with full force… hitting Ken right in his face.

He dramatically fell back, face covered with his hands while groaning. You quickly ran to him, kneeling on the sand and patting his shoulder. “Ken! Are you okay??”

He revealed his face, slowly blinking while examining you. You worried he was mad... you were new in Barbieland and didn’t want to make any enemies. What if he hated you?

“That… was… AWESOME. How did you learn to plunge like that??” Ken gave you a big smile, and you couldn’t help but reciprocate.

How it went:

You had been hanging out with Ken a lot lately, spending time at the beach or at your Dream House (all dolls had their own house now, including Kens). He even invited you to his Mojo Dojo Casa House (yes he still called it that) to watch some movies, and you gladly accepted.

He was nice to be around, always glad to help with whatever you needed and always excited for your next activity together. He was goofy and made you laugh, which made him feel good about himself.

And because the way to his heart was through his ego, you two became best friends as soon as you started complimenting him. He even admired you back, making you feel all fuzzy inside.

Ken was ridiculously charming, and you felt yourself falling harder with each moment you spent side by side. But, you had to remind yourself you were not Barbie, and he was Ken... He couldn't possibly be interested in you... right?

Besides, you knew he had a lot to learn yet. After the incident with Kendom and the whole patriarchy thing, he started studying sociology and began a journey to better himself, and you were happy to be there to help.

You reminded him of his daily mantras ("I'm kenough") and accompanied him every time he visited the library for more books. Ken cringed while you reminded him about the past. “At least you apologized to Barbie, right?”

“…”

“RIGHT?”

And just like that the two of you were on an adventure to the Real World, for Ken had a very important mission.

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You had never been on rollerblades before, so as you arrived at the Real World, you started to wobble. Luckily, Ken caught your hand and continued to hold it, helping you balance. You felt heat rising to your cheeks, blushing at the unexpected touch and intimacy. (Unbeknownst to you, Ken was blushing hard as well, trying not to think much of it. You were just friends, right? This was normal… right?)

You both found Barbie, and you were proud to hear Ken’s apology as he spoke. “I’m… I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything, Barbie. For trying to install patriarchy in Barbieland, for stealing your house, for all of it! You don’t need to accept my apologies, but I just needed you to know that I’m trying to better myself every day, and (Y/N) is helping me with that!” While Ken looked ashamed, Barbara looked shocked.

In the end, she accepted his apologies and smiled at you as you waved your goodbyes.

Ken felt immense relief and happiness now that he took this new step in his self-growth journey. He was so happy in fact, that he felt like holding your hand again. You both looked at each other and smiled, hearts racing and faces blushing.

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You were in his Mojo Dojo Casa House, chatting and giggling like teenagers. Ken started asking about you, very interested in everything you had to say. He was fascinated and wanted to know more about you, and soon he caught himself asking more intimate things. “So… do you have a girlfriend? Or… a boyfriend? I mean… I don’t know, are you even into Kens? I mean…” he stuttered as you laughed.

“No, I don’t have a girlfriend or boyfriend… in fact, I never had a significant other before…”

Ken’s blue eyes grew wide, mouth slightly agape as he slid closer to you. “Oh… really?”

“I mean… I’m not a Barbie, not a Ken… not sure I’m even supposed to have someone.” You suddenly grew a little sad at that, being so vulnerable with Ken all of a sudden.

You looked down in shame, but Ken quickly lifted your chin up so you looked at him. His expression was fond, eyes roaming through your face and finally landing on your lips. He grew closer and for a moment you actually thought he would kiss you.

But he didn’t, he stopped and moved back, suddenly a bit confused and anxious. “Ha… I’m… I’m sure you’ll find someone eventually…” he said with an awkward smile.

How it ended:

Ken was desperate when he asked Allan for help. He was so confused, so… eager. He had never felt this way before, not even with Barbie. You were different, you listened to him, inspired him to become a better person, spent your valued time with him and you two had so much fun together! He felt genuinely happy around you, and in the last times you hung around, he felt the deepest urge to kiss you. This desire had been growing the more he tried pushing it away, so he decided to ask for help.

“I mean… (Y/N) is not a Barbie, and I’m Ken! It doesn’t make sense, right?”

Allan looked at him with slight confusion as he responded. “I mean… there are truly no rules, it’s not like there’s a book written somewhere that Kens should only date Barbies.”

Ken was left starstruck because I mean, Allan was right. There are no such rules in Barbieland, that was just something everyone assumed one day. “Thank you, Allan!” He hugged his friend before heading out.

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Ken invited you on a beach date night and you happily agreed. You two sat on the sand as you watched the waves, but he only had eyes for you.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” You wondered about the sea and the stars. “Yeah…” he answered, not looking at them.

Slowly, Ken moved his fingers to touch yours, and while turning your head to look at him, you let your hands completely meet.

Your heart beat fast as he smiled that gorgeous smile of his, cheeks rosy and eyes glowing blue as he finally spoke. “(Y/N)… can I ask you something?”

“Of course, Ken.” You smiled in anticipation.

He looked down, doubting himself a bit before looking up again and almost whispering. “Can I kiss you?”

At that moment everything made sense, and you couldn’t help the big smile on your face as you spoke. “Of course!”

He matched your smile and squeezed your hand in excitement before turning away a bit and fist-pumping the air, then turning back with a more collected expression on his face.

Ken stared at your mouth before leaning in, and you leaned as well. Slowly, you met in the middle and finally kissed. Gentle, he grinned against your lips.

The first kiss was quick, but as you stopped and looked into each other’s eyes, he came back crushing onto your mouth, not wanting to be separate anymore. Ken took your face into his hands and you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

You both needed to breathe eventually, so you parted. You took the opportunity to ask a very important question. “Ken? Would you…would you like to be my boyfriend?”

Ken gasped, his eyes growing wide and teary as he held your hands in his. “That would be the coolest thing to ever happen to me… yes!”

The two of you hugged tight, and for the first time in forever, everything felt just right.

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Ken's NSFW Alphabet

Reader: gender neutral

/NSFW Ken x Reader/

A/N: You know what? I ALWAYS wanted to make one of these... I literally have no excuse for it I just need him carnally ok pls don't judge me NSFW Alphabet originally found here.

Warnings: this Ken has genitals lol, top!Ken, lots of sex talk, no images just text, very explicit!

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

I think Ken would be a very caring lover, making sure you had everything you needed and that includes aftercare! He would draw a trail of kisses down your body to your legs, massaging them while asking if you're ok, then would take you in his arms and keep you there for all the time you needed. Ken would even clean you up if necessary, joining you in a nice shower, combing your hair... Yeah, he's the KING of aftercare!

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I think Ken really like his arms, they're amazing to show off his muscles and strength and even better for carrying you around!

And his favorite part about you is definitely your beautiful face! But most especially, your lips. Ken loves when you kiss him all over his body, it never fails to make him shiver.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically...)

Well, because he's a doll, I don't believe there would be a risk of diseases or pregnancy (particularly if you live in Barbieland/are a doll as well) so… yeah he would cum inside you pretty much every time. The feeling of you around him while he cums is intoxicating enough, but he would make exceptions for when you asked him to cum over your face… that vision was also fantastic.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Ken has a very big fantasy of fucking you while he wears his mink, or seeing you suck him off while he wears it… anyway, he wants to wear the mink!! But he feels a little silly about it…

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Before you, I don't think he had any experience, really. He knew about sex from the media he consumed (he even read a few books on it, out of curiosity) but sex was not really a priority especially in Barbieland. That is until he visited the Real World and you showed up...

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying.)

Cowgirl/boy. Ken loves to have you on top, seeing you bounce on top of him while he grabs your waist is SUCH a turn-on. And that way you also could control the pace... yeah, he adores it.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

It depends... are you making love after a whole day spent together? Yeah, he could be goofy, wanting to see you laugh at every opportunity he can. But are you fucking after spending the day apart, needy and desperate? No time for joking around.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He's a doll so I'm pretty sure he's just shaved down there... nothing really to be worried about!

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

Ken is so needy... so needy he would embrace you during the whole thing if he could. He's the type of guy who says "I love you" during sex, and he's ok with it! As long as you say it back... and you always say it back.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Masturbating was not really a thing dolls did, but he would do it occasionally out of curiosity. And after you came around, he couldn't help himself a few times... humping a pillow before sleep and dreaming about your body. Yeah, he masturbated quite a lot then, thinking about you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

PRAISE KINK this one's obvious… the guy could nut only from being praised if you took the time to do it. If you praise him during sex while looking him in the eyes, oh… his cock immediately twitches in anticipation. It's adorable, actually.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Because he's very jealous and protective of you, he only does it inside of your house (or his mojo dojo casa house) somewhere no one can see you, so yeah… not very adventurous in that aspect.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Besides the praise, just... being your boyfriend. Matching clothes with you, holding your hand... kissing you immediately turns him on, and being called names like "baby", "love", "blondie" makes him go wild. He just loves the attention and of course, loves when you're turned on as well.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

I don't think Ken would enjoy rougher sex... don't get me wrong, he can definitely pick up a fast pace from time to time, but... ROUGH as in, slapping you, calling you names... nuh-uh, he don't likey. He hates the possibility of hurting you in any way.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Ken honestly doesn't have a preference. He loooves eating you out/sucking you off and the praise that comes with it, making sure you finish so he can taste you. But oh, there's something just as endearing in the wet sounds you make while sucking him, the feeling of your lips tightly around his dick... oof! He loves both ways!

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

At the very first time you had sex I think Ken would be slow and not really in rhythm, so overwhelmed by the sensation of being with you… So you'd have to take control and guide him. He would eventually get the hang of it, and the more confident he became, the faster he went. So yeah, when he's feeling sentimental he goes slow, taking his time with you. But if he's feeling confident, he likes to show off and fuck you raw.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He's pretty neutral about quickies, I mean... Ken likes taking his sweet time with you, but if you're both feeling naughty and there's not really much time, he would definitely go for it!

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Hmm, I would say he's not really into taking risks. Ken probably waits for you to suggest something before he suggests it himself. He doesn't want to scare you off or anything like that.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

Baby, he's a DOLL... He can go as many times as you desire! LOL But oh, on the first few times you had sex, he didn't last very long... he was too overwhelmed but soon he felt better! Now he lasts a reaaally long time.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Not sure if there are sex toys in Barbieland, but if yes, sure! He would definitely have a vibrator to use on you. Anything that helps you cum is a treasured tool for him, because getting you to cum is his top priority during sex!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Besides lasting for an absurd amount of time, he loooves to tease as well. Kissing and softly biting on your skin before slowly going down on you, looking up at you with puppy eyes while humming and moving his tongue around your sex... yeah, he's a tease.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Fuck, Ken's loud. He learned to tone it down a bit by muffling his sounds with his hand, but he continues to be a loud moaner. He whines and groans a lot, too... calling your name while being super vocal. "Oh, my... yes. Yes, (Y/N). Please don't stop, ah..."

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Ken still gets emotional every time you make love, holding your face while kissing you deeply, your bodies moving in tandem feeling so good he could cry. He probably did cry the first time, but now he holds back trying to not seem too sappy.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants.)

I MEAN... hear me out. I think he's pretty damn hot, like... maybe around 7 inches? And like, girthy as well LOL He's a dooooll he has to have a pretty perfect dick, right??? (don't look at me)

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Again, not really high before you came around. Now he thinks about sex all the time, looking for excuses to be alone with you and get his hands all over your body. 

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Ken would make sure you were fine (and had finished), do some aftercare if needed and then he would fall asleep rather quickly, rolling over into a little spoon so you could hold him. In your arms, he feels safe and sound.

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Please more ken smut idc plot or anything! you are such a good writer I could read them forever

mink fantasy (Ken x Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/NSFW Ken x Doll!Reader/

A/N: Hi, anon!! OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH you made me blushh aaaa and oof I wanted to write more smut for this man so bad! Thank you for requesting and I hope you like it! It's a mixture between an imagine and headcanons bc idk what I'm doing! Also, I made a reference to the "dirty secret" part in my nsfw alfabet soo... read it first if you'd like! xoxo

Warnings: very smutty, dolls have genitals in this one, top!Ken, Ken is feeling himself, over-confident Ken, inappropriate use of the mink!

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What if... Ken fucked you wearing his mink coat?

Like, he would be super nervous to bring that fantasy up, but as soon as you approved it, oh... things would get interesting.

He would feel so confident, so sexy wearing it... it would bring a new attitude out of him... he would feel powerful.

Ken would kiss you slowly, taking his time to taste and feel you. Hungrily grabbing on your thighs, your ass... feeling really possessive all of a sudden.

And you loved it, oh... to see him wearing only a pair of pants and the mink, exposing his toned torso... feeling the fur on your skin and looking up at him to see arousal in his eyes... oof.

You couldn't help it, kneeling in front of him and undoing his pants like the good doll you were. His cock already hard by the time you pulled it out, you admired it for a moment before licking it from base to tip.

Ken would roll his head back, moaning and grabbing your hair as you teased him with your tongue... and now he would make sure to try his best and watch you through the whole thing.

And you would do a fantastic job, kissing and licking until his grip on your hair got a little too strong... then you would finally open your mouth and swallow him, bobbing your head up and down while sucking on his dick.

The fur on his coat would tickle your face, but you wouldn't mind it at all, continuing to suck him until you drooled all over his cock, saliva dripping down your chin as you tried your best to get him all the way down.

Ken would moan loudly and begin to thrust his hips into you, meeting your movements while grabbing your hair. He'd be so deep into your throat, dominating you with his grip and you wouldn't even gag (cuz guess what? dolls don't have a gag reflex).

Wet slapping sounds echoed through the room, only making the two of you hornier by the second. You hummed around his dick, muffled moans tried to escape your mouth as he pounded into you, groaning at the feeling of you around him.

"Fuck, (Y/N)... your mouth feels so good... agh!" He'd be so cocky, too... full of confidence to praise you and say the dirtiest of things. "You like sucking my cock, doll?" or "Oh, I'm gonna cum all over your pretty face."

And he would! Taking his dick out of you to finish on your face... and you accepted his load with an open mouth so you could taste him. He seemed to really appreciate the view, smirking and stroking your cheek while humming in approval.

Ken would enjoy the afterglow by sitting down and having you between his legs, like a puppy. You would caress his tighs while he evened his breathing, eyes closed in pure bliss.

But then would come the worrying... Ken would suddenly snap out of his over-confident persona and start asking you questions like: "My love, did I hurt you??" or "Are you ok?? Did I go too far?"

After cleaning up and reassuring him that everything was fine, you would kiss him tenderly while holding the sides of his face, saying sweet 'I love you's and running your fingers through his hair.

In the end, the experience would be fantastic for the both of you. Ken would adore wearing his mink, and you were delighted to meet his new cocky demeanor.

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sleepover II (Ken x GN Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/Ken x Doll!Reader/

A/N: Hey! This is a sequel to this post, so check it out before reading this! Also, if you're confused as to why Ken have his own house, I mentioned it in my fisrt Ken fic here. Hope you like it! (also my ask is open if you'd like more himbo stuff)

Warnings: SFW but very suggestive themes. They're naked but they don't have genitals lol, Ken has a praise kink, lots of fluff and sappy shit.

Word Count: 1.5k

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The day was going smoothly. You and Ken decided to go rollerblading together, something you hadn't done in ages.

He actually taught you how to balance on those, but since then you had practiced so much that you considered yourself to be the best around, and you liked showing it off too!

You were dancing in your rollerblades, jumping and whirling around like a gymnast. Ken couldn't stop looking at you in awe, amazed by your skills.

He thought you were simply the best. Ken felt so lucky he had you, and soon he felt that known ache in his chest... that mysterious ache that appeared whenever he thought about you too much.

He soon joined you in your dance, trying to copy the choreography and almost nailing it. You glanced at him, admiring his efforts before saying: "You're doing great, Ken!"

Ken blushed and felt the shivers that always came with your compliments. He always tried keeping it cool though, not wanting to let anyone see the true effect you had on him. "Thank you, doll."

You two ran a few errands afterward, going around Barbieland until the sun started to set. Then, crossing his fingers, Ken asked you: "So... sleepover at my Mojo Dojo Casa House tonight?"

You smiled, immediately knowing the answer. "Yes, of course!" He closed his eyes, softly whispering: "Yesssss".

At his Mojo Dojo Casa House, you two grabbed a few drinks and chatted in front of the fireplace, talking about your day and how rollerblades had become your thing. Ken encouraged you, saying words of affirmation. "You're so cool... like, the coolest doll around. I'm so happy to be your boyfriend..." He said confidently, making your chest fill with happiness.

"Oh, Ken... thank you. You're the most amazing boyfriend ever."

Ken's chest ached again, but now this ache traveled down to his belly. He didn't know what it was, but he had felt the same thing while making out with you last night. It was... exciting.

He leaned in for a kiss and you reciprocated, petting his hair while he held the side of your face. You kissed until you began to feel the same bellyache as him, and when Ken couldn't wait any longer, he proposed: "So... wanna go to my bedroom?"

"Yes, please!" And in an instant he was leading you by the hand, running up the stairs to his bed. You were still standing up by the bedframe when Ken captured your lips and held your face in place, his desperate kiss making your knees buckle a little. (what a strange sensation!)

Your hands roamed his back, and when you lifted his shirt a little to touch some skin there, he shivered. Making a humming sound against your mouth. Somehow, that only made you ache more.

You eventually parted and Ken looked at you while holding you by the waist. He seemed a little nervous, but still brave enough to ask: "You... want to... kiss without clothes?"

There was mischief in his tone, and that felt exciting. You nodded firmly while trying to contain the butterflies in your tummy (again, what an odd sensation).

Ken slowly grabbed the hem of your t-shirt, rising until you had to lift your arms so he could undress you from it. It felt weird, you never had to manually take or put on clothes... everything happened magically! And now this... this felt strangely intimate.

He then kneeled in front of you, gently helping remove your pants. While he was at it, he looked up at you and for a moment, you had a very weird thought: 'This is definitely his best angle.'

After you were naked, you helped him unbutton his shirt and take his shorts out, leaving him bare as well.

You didn't even have a chance to process the situation before Ken grabbed your waist and pulled you into a kiss. The sudden skin-to-skin contact making you both shiver in excitement. "You're so pretty, (Y/N)..." Ken said between your lips.

"So are you, Ken... You're... you're so handsome." Suddenly he stopped to look at you, big blue eyes shining and expressions changing as he talked. "Really?- I mean... yeah, I know... but, really?"

"Yeah... you're so handsome and cool, and amazing and nice and just awesome!" Maybe you went overboard with the compliments, but you knew how much he loved them (even though he tried to conceal it from others) so you continued just to watch him crumble like last time. "I'm so lucky to have you as my boyfriend, I'm so happy I get to be yours..."

Ken felt out of orbit, completely high on the exhilarating feeling it was to be admired by you. His knees gave up on him, making him fall backward onto his bed. He closed his eyes while sighing. "Wow..."

You couldn't help but giggle, loving the way he thrived on your words alone. But now you were curious about all the other things you could do to make him react like that.

Climbing onto the bed and on top of him, you kissed him again. This time the kiss was slow, deep. Like you both needed to take your time and feel every single thing... that is until you started kissing his neck.

Ken started making these very interesting noises, moaning your name and a bunch of encouragement like "Oh, yes..." or "Just like that...".

The more he moaned, the more your bellyache grew. And you actually started to like the feeling of it... so you continued. You kissed his neck, his collarbone... went down to his chest and to his abs, and there you heard Ken talking to himself. "Oh, my! Yes!"

When you came back to kiss him on the mouth, Ken seemed out of breath... but still managed to grab your hair and kiss you deeply, the both of you humming against each other.

His other hand roamed your back, even daring to grab your butt a few times, making you moan in return.

Your sounds excited him, so he decided to turn you both on your sides so he could have better access to your neck. Ken kissed you there plenty and you couldn't help but moan his name a few times.

You laid there making out for an eternity, hands traveling around your bodies touching and squeezing until the sunrise. In the end, you two smiled against each other and parted to rest a bit.

You both laughed, remarking on the craziness that just happened... kissing laying down? NAKED? You two had to be out of your minds!

"I'm glad I had this experience with you, it... it felt really good, Ken."

"Yeah... me too, babe." He looked a little funny with his perfect hair all messy now, and you loved it... actually, you loved everything about him. His looks, his puppy personality, his neediness and the way he would try to conceal it, the way he followed you around like a shadow never willing to let go, the way he made you feel safe and wanted and cared for... Gosh, everything. And you needed him to know that.

"Ken... I love you, y'know?"

His eyes grew wider than ever, completely shocked and in disbelief. "Come again?!" Ken was sure he had misheard you.

'How cute' you thought, giggling at his exaggerated reaction. But you had no doubts... he had to know. "I love you, silly."

Still in shock, his eyes began to water and he quickly wiped some tears that started falling. You loved him! The most precious person in his life, his beloved, his inspiration, his muse... this was definitely the best day of his life.

"You... love me?" Ken said, trying not to sob. "I-I love you too... so much."

You smiled big at his words but also tried to comfort him, running circles with your thumb on his shoulder. "Of course I do! I wouldn't have done what we did tonight if I didn't..."

"I mean... I guess you're right." Ken smiled that big pretty smile you loved, suddenly full of newfound confidence. You loved him, he repeated in his head... you loved him.

He couldn't help his excitement, jumping out of bed and screaming to his neighbor through the window. "Good morning, Ken!! (Y/N) loves me!!"

The next door Ken smiled and waved back, but soon turned a little shocked at the view. "Good morning, Ken! That's real nice! But... why are you naked?"

Ken looked down, realizing his state. Desperately, he tried covering up his crotch with his hands (as if he had anything down there lol) and coming back inside. "Aw, shit!"

After you both put on some clothes (you borrowed some of Ken's and he felt really good about it) and had breakfast, you two went your separate ways to tell your friends about last night. A few were shocked, others were really interested, but no one was as enthusiastic as Weird Barbie.

Ken kept bragging about the whole 'I love you' thing, and you couldn't help but brag as well. When you met at lunch, you were both bubbly and happy to plan even more activities together. Ken held your hands and smiled while looking into your eyes. "So, doll... what will it be our next adventure?"

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Can I get something for Ken with ❛ you look like you were jealous. ❜ 👉👈

jealous Ken (Ken x Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/Ken x Reader/

A/N: Yaay a request from the prompt list! How fun! Thank you, anon... hope you enjoy ♡

Prompt list mentioned: here's the link

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The party was going smoothly... you and Ken were dancing alongside your friends in perfectly synched choreography, laughing and having so much fun!

After the first dance was over, another Ken approached you with a smile while cheering you on. "Great job, (Y/N)! That was fantastic!"

"Thank you so much, Ken!" you responded, and in an instant noticed the look on your Ken's face. He was frowning, pouting his lips in an almost disgusted expression.

You decided to ignore him for the time being, choosing to enjoy the party while you could. You kept on dancing, and as the night progressed, you received even more praise from your friends.

It was the end of the night, and everyone started going to their own homes. You caught a glimpse of your Ken leaning on a wall, with a frown on his face. You walked towards him, kissing him on the cheek. "What's up, handsome?"

He immediately cheered up but still maintained a bitter front. "You looked great... looked like you were having a lot of fun."

"Thank you, I was!" You stated while messing with his hair, stealing a little grin from him. But Ken looked mad, still... and you knew exactly why.

"Ken... are you ok? You look like you're jealous."

Ken immediately perked up, straightening his posture to show confidence and smiling nervously. "Me?! Jealous?! Of course not, why would I be jealous?"

"Because the other Kens were praising me?" You didn't mean to state it so bluntly but... yeah.

His eyes darkened up, rage filling his soul while he tried keeping composure. He gritted his teeth while calmly speaking: "Because I'm your boyfriend and the other Kens could just keep to themselves!"

You grabbed his hands, drawing circles with your thumbs over his nervous skin. "But, Ken... I only have eyes for you! You don't need to be jealous..." and with that final whisper, you closed the gap between you with a kiss. It was not only a reminder of your love for him, but also a tease... a promise for later, if he behaved.

You parted slowly, his eyes fluttered open and the rage had definitely subsided. "Ugh, you always know exactly what to do to make me feel good..." Ken confessed, a smile finally showing on his face.

With a giggle, you could finally celebrate. "Yeah, I do... come, let's go home."

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[notyourhetloki]

Hiiii I loved your last Ken imagine and have a request for one. How would reader celebrate Ken's birthday? I doubt it's ever been celebrated before 🤔

Ken's birthday headcanons (Ken x Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/Ken x Reader/

A/N: Yeess more Ken requests! Please send them my way, I'm obsessed!! Thank you for requesting, anon. This is very simple but I hope you like it nonetheless!

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Whether or not you were from the Real World, you just liked birthdays… they were officially your thing now.

You liked celebrating the people around you (and celebrating in general), so when Ken had his first birthday with you, you HAD to make it count!

You would plan a whole party at your place, luring him in and surprising him with all the Kens and Barbies (and Allan) screaming "Happy birthday, Ken!".

He cried, of course... but they were happy tears! No one has ever put that much thought into him, and seeing you had made such an effort to make everything perfect made Ken feel truly special.

"Here, Ken... this is for you!" You offered him a gift, and his eyes grew big in excitement. "For me?!"

He had never received a gift before, so when he opened the box and found a little horse statue, he dramatically collapsed to his knees.

That worried you a little, patting his head while asking carefully: "Is everything alright?"

"It's... It's beautiful..." Ken would cry even more, pouting his lips while looking up at you.

You would have to reassure him that the statue was just a simple gift, "It's your birthday, Ken... you deserve it!" and even after that, he would hug you tight for a long while, completely ecstatic.

After he regained composure, he would go back to the party and finally have some fun, dancing and making choreographies along with his friends.

And after the party was over, you would ask him to come inside the house with you... so the pampering session could begin!

Massages, face masks, hair brushing, it was like being in a spa! You made sure everything was just right, and that he was enjoying himself (really, he was having the best time of his life).

That boosted his ego immensely, bringing his confident self forward even more. And the PRAISES he would get all night long... sheesh, they would stay in his head for weeks!

And of course, you would give him lots of smooches so he would know how much he was loved! And whisper sweet affirmations into his ear, like: "I love you, baby." or "I hope you had a fantastic day... you deserve it." and of course "Happy birthday, blondie..." ♡

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boy doll (Ken x male Reader)

Reader: he/him

/Ken x Doll!Reader/

A/N: No one asked for this but I was inspired so here you go! I'm cringe but I'm free!! Requests are open btw

Warnings: NOT spoiler free, slightly possessive Ken

Song Rec/Mentioned: Hozier - Like Real People Do

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Just like Allan or Midge, you were one of a kind. A new doll to grace the streets of Barbieland... how exciting!

You were quickly one of the boys, getting along immediately especially with Allan and... one blondie named Ken.

Your favorite place in town was the beach, so you naturally became friends first with beach Ken (you know... the one whose job was to beach).

At the beginning he was shy, but soon warmed up to you as you seemed to get him. He even asked for advice on some personal problems.

For example, there was something about him bringing patriarchy to Barbieland and brainwashing all Barbies a few months ago... yeah, he still needed to address that. But after some help with his guilt and long apologies to each and every Barbie, he started feeling more like himself.

You liked his personality, he was funny and charming and always excited about his favorite activities. It was truly enjoyable watching him do his thing, and you weren't afraid to let him know that.

"Good job, Ken!" or "Keep going!" made part of your daily vocabulary.

And oh, he noticed that. I mean, his other Ken friends also hyped him up but... you actually felt so genuine, so... different somehow.

For whatever reason, Ken began feeling jealous of you. He hated seeing you compliment any other Kens or Barbies... He just felt possessive and he didn't know why. You were just his friend, after all...

But one day he snapped once he saw you sharing a laugh with Simu!Ken, joking around innocently. He grabbed you by the wrist and took you to his Mojo Dojo Casa House, where he could have you all by himself.

You thought to yourself that maybe he was acting jealous, but you didn't want to create any expectations... You could be one of a kind but you were still a boy doll, not a Barbie...

In reality, you really liked him... and were not sure where to put so many feelings all of a sudden. You wanted to be his boyfriend, but that just felt weird, right? To want to hold his hand and walk around with matching clothes, to call him 'love' and 'baby' and even... kiss him...

NO. You couldn't think that! That was ridiculous, and it would never happen anyway... he didn't want you.

Or so you thought.

At his house, you were sitting side by side listening to music when Ken decided to look at you. Focused on the lyrics, you didn't notice him staring, looking at your perfect hair and beautiful eyes, and... inviting lips.

He felt crazy, completely out of his mind! What was going on with his feelings? A few months ago he was simping for Barbie and now... now he wanted you. He felt seen by you and that made his chest ache (weird).

The reality was, Ken liked Barbie because that was what he was made for... but now that he was free, he liked you because... because he chose you.

In an involuntary motion, he moved his hand to brush yours. The touch was swift but electric, and you both felt it.

You quickly shot a look at him, confusion and hope mixing inside you... but as soon as he touched your hand, he was up and gone.

"Ah, sorry... I-I have to... I have to go." He stumbled out of the room and ran outside, not looking back.

You were left sad and confused, did you do something wrong? Was it just a mistake? You didn't know...

After what seemed like a couple of hours, you decided to go to the beach to ease your mind a bit. The sun was setting and there shouldn't be a lot of people to disturb you.

But Ken was there, playing his guitar. You walked slowly so you didn't startle him, and gently sat by his side. He immediately stopped playing, looking at you with big blue eyes. "Hey..."

"Hey... May I?" you responded, pointing at his guitar. He nodded, handing it over to you.

You started playing a Hozier song, you figured he wouldn't know it, and you hoped he picked up on the message.

"I will not ask you where you came from I will not ask you, neither should you Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips We should just kiss like real people do."

You looked at his eyes while singing, and immediately felt a shift in the air. His teary eyes shone while he admired your face, your voice... you were singing to him, right? He couldn't possibly be this delusional.

After you were done, you quickly got up to leave but were interrupted by a hold on your hand, pulling you down.

"(Y/N)! Don't go just yet..." You sat down again, face burning with sudden embarrassment. You couldn't believe you had played guitar to him, but you did!

Ken looked at you in awe, not knowing what to say. His head was full of a thousand things he wanted to confess but, nothing could evoke what he felt just right.

He looked down and up at your eyes again a few times before deciding... suddenly he grabbed both sides of your face and kissed you tenderly.

You were shocked at first, but not a few moments later started kissing him back, lips gently meeting each other in tandem.

When you finally parted, Ken breathed a sigh of relief, smiling while taking your hands in his. "No one has ever played the guitar for me before..."

"Well, I'm here for whatever you need me." You grinned back, squeezing his hands gently. "I've always been here..."

"I know, baby boy. I know..." You laughed a little at the way he called you, drawing a big smile from him. "You like that? Baby boy?"

"I'm fine with that, sure..." You continued to grin, holding his hands while admiring his face. He looked so beautiful when he was happy...

"Woo woo! Go get it, boys!" A sudden voice cheered from the sea, Mermaid!Barbie rising her arms in excitement as she looked at you both before disappearing again into the sea.

You and Ken laughed hysterically at the scene... and for the rest of the night, he never released your hand from his.

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human after all (Rust Cohle x Reader)

Reader: she/her

/NSFW Rust Cohle x Fem!Reader/

A/N: Hellooo how are you guys doing? Look, I decided to write about a more niche character this time: Rust Cohle from True Detective. There ain’t many x reader fics about him so I decided to give it a go! My writing’s not the best, English is not my native language and Rust is a hell of a complex guy… so take it easy on me, ok? His characterization might be ooc. With that being said, it’s good to be back! Requests will be open soon ;)

Warnings: Use of (Y/N), pinning, slow burn, probably ooc, unprotected sex, piv sex

Word Count: 4k

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As a secretary in your local police station, your days were filled with calls and lots of paperwork. The occasional chit-chat with coworkers made the hours go by quicker, and you were thankful for that.

You always made coffee, offering a mug to whoever agent was closer... and that would usually mean Martin.

"Sugar?" Asking with a grin, you watched as he sat next to his coworker.

"Yes, dear. As sweet as that smile of yours." He flirted playfully. You were used to it by that point, but deep down you wished the advances came from his colleague instead...

You knew Rust Cohle, but mostly through others. Knew that he was an intellectual with a not-so-bright vision of life, that he was particularly unconventional in the field and didn't have many (if any) friends. All that and you still found yourself having a crush on him... how promising.

Not your fault the man's as handsome as can be. Solid, looking like he could have been chiseled from stone aside from his soft honey-colored hair. Strong features, nose, jaw... Astonishingly tall, muscular arms, big hands... Yet his eyes had a frail quality to them, avoident but observing every single little detail everywhere, all at once. His stoic demeanor didn't frighten you, only pulled you closer, closer...

The next day you decided to be brave... dressed in new clothes, put on perfume and went to work looking extra good. He'd have to acknowledge you at some point...

Arriving at the office, you prepared coffee as usual, pouring it into two mugs that time, only one containing sugar.

You walked to their desk and served Rust first. "Black? I assumed..." He looked... surprised. It'd been ages since you served him coffee, mostly because he didn't ask for it and you didn't want to bother him. "Yes, (Y/N). Thank you."

Your heart skipped a beat when you heard your name coming out of his mouth, and smiling like a fool you served Martin his own coffee.

"Thank you, darling. Is that a new skirt? Looks good on you." You smoothed your palms on the fabric over your thighs and noticed Rust looking at them, eyes fixated on your nervous fingers. After a few seconds, his eyes flickered to yours momentarily, sending butterflies to your stomach. "Y-Yes, thank you, Martin."

As you left, you tried your best to suppress a smile. Had he finally noticed you? What did he think? Would you ever be able to decipher any of that man's thoughts?

A few days went by with your routine set like that: You would arrive, make coffee, serve Rust then Martin, go back to work. Rust would occasionally look at you, and Martin would always flirt. You fed from Rust's looks alone but tried your best not to seem eager, always maintaining some distance... you didn't want to harass him.

It had been a long shift at work, Rust had given you a good up-and-down stare that burned at your chore, finally starting to get comfortable with your presence. He even called you 'dear' at some point, gaining a sincere smile from you. The day would've been perfect if it weren't for your car breaking down, leaving you dependent on public transportation.

You sat at the bus stop waiting, when suddenly a red pickup truck pulled over next to you. The last thing you expected was for Cohle to emerge from the vehicle, cigarette in hand while opening the passenger door and signaling for you to come in.

"I'll give you a ride." He demanded nonchalantly, not even looking at you while inhaling the fumes. Shocked and pleasantly surprised, you felt heat rising to your cheeks as you got up and closer to him.

"Oh, Rust! Thank you..." You managed to say while entering the car, not wanting to miss that opportunity. You felt optimistic, but still wondered why on earth did he have that initiative.

He closed your door and went on to sit next to you, he was so close... he smelled like smoke and wood.

The drive to your home was silent, other than the country music on the radio. He pulled over at the front of the apartment complex you lived in, and you had an idea. "Would you like to go inside? I have a couple of beers left in my fridge." You shyly offered, and after a couple of seconds of him seeming to consider it, he slowly nodded yes, getting out of the car and following you to your door.

You couldn't believe what was happening, Rust Cohle was in your home, the both of you alone together. You hoped the alcohol wouldn't make a fool out of you.

As you handed him his beer, you locked eyes for a brief second as his fingers brushed yours, you blushed and hoped he didn't notice.

"So, how’s the case? Any progress?" Rust didn't seem the type to enjoy small talk, but you tried your best to make this less awkward and actually get to know him a bit better.

He seemed pensive, looking down at his beer as he swirled it around.

"We’re workin' on it… as much as it allows us to." His voice a deep monotone tune. Cohle looked almost defeated, tired like he held the weight of the world on his back... maybe he did.

You didn't want to remind him of that weight, so decided to try something a little more bold.

"Alright, enough with the morbid work stuff, huh? What do you like to do for fun?" You asked innocently, always looking at him to see his reactions... he didn't reciprocate.

Rust looked amused enough though, swirling his drink as the corner of his mouth twitched into a millisecond of a smirk. "I drink."

"More of a stay-at-home kind of guy, I see… me too. Other than the occasional out dancing with friends." You confessed, hoping it would get something out of him.

"You like dancing?" He finally looked up but never dared to look at your eyes. Instead, he glanced in the direction of your neck. "Dancing’s a good distraction."

"Distraction?" You found that funny somehow, so you smiled as you hid a strand of hair behind your ear. "From what?"

"Whatever this is." He gestured to the air, wondering about life.

You felt for him, felt for his pain and grief. You wanted to get to know it, get to know the way he thinks and the reasons behind it.

"What’s your distraction? Beer?" You'd say, his striking eyes never leaving the pendant on your neck.

"Pretty much. Although I don’t find myself as distracted as I’d like to be."

Finally, Cohle let out a sigh through his nose and flicked his eyes toward yours. You held the contact for as much as you could, but his piercing eyes had an effect on you, like he was stripping you naked with his pupils.

Hot and bothered it was your time to look away, taking a sip of your beer as you searched for a place for your eyes to set... they settled on his shoes.

"You’re probably wondering why the hell you’re here with me n' not out with your friends dancing." His voice came as a surprise, filling the room with his presence and exposing the fact he cared at least minimally for the situation. He didn't want to bore you, and that weighed on your chest.

"I like your company, Rust." You admitted, soft-spoken. Gathering the courage to look up, you found his eyes hovering on your lips, so you continued.

"It’s… calm. There’s a soothing quality to it, makes it easy for me to trust you."

He blinked once, twice, then closed his eyes to gulp his beer, finishing it. Rust seemed to get lost in thought for a few moments, before realizing you were there again. He slowly came over to you, handing you his empty bottle before almost whispering. "Thanks for the beer."

You smiled, your hands touching again. You shuddered at the contact that lingered one too many seconds that time. His eyes were on you now, and you tried your best to keep it that way.

"Thanks for the ride." You ran your fingers through your own hair, and Rust's gaze followed your hand as you did so. He swallowed before settling for your eyes again, holding eye contact. It looked like it felt difficult, like his life depended on it.

"Anytime..." His voice softer. You drank the last of your beer while maintaining the stare, some deep urge in you waking up with every passing second. You wanted him, God you wanted him.

Moments went by and the silence was interrupted by his voice once again. "I think I should get goin'." Part of you wanted him to stay, the other part didn't want to seem desperate.

You gently nodded, a quiet "Ok." leaving your mouth. "I'm here if you ever need anything, Rust."

He offered a quick and sweet half-smile which you gladly retributed.

Fidgeting with your pendant, you guided him to the door, where he leaned over for a final farewell.

"G'night, (Y/N)." His voice was gentle now, almost caring. But you didn't want to assume he felt anything at that point.

"Goodnight, Rust."

You went to sleep that night thinking about him, remembering how close he was to you, his smell, his voice... his avoidant eyes caught yours just a few times but it was enough, at least for you.

The next day, Cohle looked rugged. His tired expression more evident than usual, even Martin commented on it. "Damn, Rust... do you ever sleep?"

To which he replied. "I don't sleep, I dream." Well, that explained at least half of the reason for his demeanor. Yet you sensed that there was something more to it, something he was keeping secret.

When serving Rust his morning coffee, he didn't look at you. You found that odd, fearing you might have offended him the night before... but in the end, you brushed it off as him just being tired.

Pondering for reasons why Cohle had been so dreadful that day, you finished work and headed home with the man never leaving your thoughts. Something was going on, and you couldn't quite put your finger on it.

At your apartment, you decided to take a shower and change into some shorts and a baggy T-shirt before starting to prepare dinner. As you were finishing, you heard the doorbell ring. What a weird time for a visitor, it was late already.

You opened the door carefully to see a defeated Rust, there was a certain desperation in his face, something urgent you couldn't quite read. "I brought beer." He offered pathetically.

To be surprised was an understatement, you never expected Cohle to show up, much less in that state. It rendered you speechless but in a good way... if something was bothering him, he at least trusted you enough to come over and share a drink.

He was still in his work clothes, but the first three buttons of his shirt were undone, his tie loose around his neck. He had dark circles under his eyes and his hair was not as tightly combed through as usual, he looked like a handsome mess.

Urging him to come in, you grabbed the beers and closed the door. You opened two bottles and handed his to him, not caring as much for the momentary touch. You were worried, wanted to help him release all that baggage, to release something.

"So, what are you trying to distract yourself from today? Besides work, of course." You requested softly, a small considerative smile across your face as you referenced the conversation from the night before.

"My programming." He looked down as if in shame, thumb drawing circles on his beer lip. He was confessing to you, and you needed to make sure you understood him.

"What do you mean by that?" You moved yourself to face him completely now, resting on your kitchen counter next to him.

Rust seemed contemplative, looking up to the ceiling as he fidgeted with his bottle. He breathed in and out, taking his time.

"We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self; an accretion of sensory, experience and feeling, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everybody is nobody. Better to just deny our basic programming and move on with our meaningless lives until extinction." He kept looking up, and you wondered why he averted your eyes at that point. Was he... nervous? You couldn't come up with a reasonable answer.

Ignoring most of the morbid absurd take, you focused on what related to him, and hoped he went with it.

"Deny what makes us human?" You inquired, purposely looking at him with the intent to catch his gaze.

"Exactly." That answer got to you, he couldn't possibly believe that he was above humanity, right? He certainly seemed to... maybe that was the reason behind his apparent guilt.

"But you are a man, Rust. Programming and whatnot, you have goals, ambitions, desires…" You grew closer, then. Close enough to touch, and how you wanted to touch... to prove to him how alive he was.

"Our desires can become our owners. They paralyze us and dictate the way we go, spoiling our brains." Cohle slowly looked down, eyes meeting your neck once again. He seemed interested in your words, appreciating he had at least someone to talk to.

"Or they can lead us to good fulfilling experiences… you can’t predict the consequences, Cohle. Can’t predict if the bad outweighs the good or not."

You were met with silence. His thumb no longer fretting with the bottle, his eyes no longer on your neck... He looked at your lips, then your nose, your eyes, as if to memorize every detail, as if he was going to lose you.

"They can ruin us." A whisper through his half-open mouth. The low kitchen light reflecting off his angled face... he looked beautiful.

"What’s ruining you, Rust?" You inched even closer, now directly in front of him. You could breathe the same air as him, felt the weight of it. His eyes lingered on yours for the first time that night. "What is it?" The words left your mouth like honey, sweet and smooth.

After a few seconds, his gaze lowered to your lips, to your neck, to your lips again. He was fragile, then, like fine china. He blinked his half-lidded eyes many times before talking lowly, barely a whisper. "You smell good. You... look good."

Your heart had already been racing that whole time, but now seemed like it would stop completely at any second. Rust Cohle wanted you, and it was eating him alive.

To be the reason for his undoing was an honor, but you would never do anything to hurt him. You wanted to make him feel good, wanted to cherish and love him... you wondered if he would ever let himself feel loved.

"I’m not going to ruin you." A gentle reasoning left your lips, making his eyes meet yours once again. Rust then lifted his beer towards you to make his next point.

"You don’t know that. You can't predict the consequences, can you?" Your own words used against you, but it was not going to work so easily.

"There’s only one way to find out. Or would you rather ruminate that thought until it spoils?"

Silence once again, you had rendered him speechless... a small personal victory you could brag about later. You grabbed his bottle from his hand and placed it alongside yours on the counter, making so his full attention was on you.

Rust looked at your eyes longingly, full of raw emotion. That proved your point even further, he was only human after all.

"What does your programming want from me today, Rust?" You cautiously dared to place a gentle hand on the side of his cheek, circling your thumb to caress his warm skin. Afraid of him retrieving, your touch trembled... but he remained still.

Instead, he took his time to savor the touch, blinking slowly and relaxed. You sighed in relief as you realized you could stand like that for hours, loving the way he seemed to actually enjoy it.

But by the time you knew it, he was holding you by the waist. Barely a touch, almost hovering his hands over your body, as if you were going to fade away. He was staring at your mouth then, inching closer until he stopped a few inches from your face, contemplating.

You couldn't hold yourself back, softly closing the distance between you in a chaste kiss on his lips. Slow, careful as to not disturb him.

Your heart drummed in your chest, you could hear it reverberating in your ears. His chapped lips were warm and he tasted like alcohol, but oh how you had dreamed of that moment. You wanted to be surrounded by him, engulfed in his scent and his taste and his skin.

He was still for a few more moments before reciprocating, stiff at first. He seemed nervous.

Wanting to help, you held his face with both hands, anchoring him. Guiding him through as you deepened the kiss, you gradually slid your tongue inside his mouth and waited for his next move.

That made something click within him, like a switch that had been long neglected. Both of his hands grabbed your waist, pulling you even closer tight to his chest. His tongue found a rhythm alongside yours, making you moan in return. God, he was a good kisser... deep and intense like everything else about him.

You parted shortly to breathe and he took the opportunity to plant kisses down your jaw, your neck... hungry and full of need.

Rust then stopped with his lips touching the curve of your neck, like he was hesitant for a second. He breathed deeply through his nose, thinking.

"We won't do anything you don't want to do, Rust." You reminded him, worried that you might have crossed a line. Maybe he needed more time?

That thought fell flat after his hand grabbed yours, guiding your palm as it slid over his torso down his belly... down... down.

His hand led yours to palm his erection through his pants, feeling the heat emanate through the fabric... gosh he was so hard already. You couldn't actually believe you had that effect on him, it felt too good.

"Gosh, Rust... Can- Can I...?" You stuttered while trying to maintain a thought process, his quick response was a muted "Yeah." while still holding his head against your neck.

You slowly undid his belt, then. And even slower reached for his penis inside his pants. Pulling his dick out, you licked your hand before curling around the length of him, stroking him slackly. He looked delicious, the feeling and the vision of his shaft in your hand enough to make you wet.

You could feel him shudder, breathing strongly through his nose. Rust didn't make a sound besides the sharp inhales and shaky exhales. He seemed focused, holding you for dear life.

"I want you, Rust... wanted you for so long." You managed to speak, confessing your deepest secret. His head then lifted to meet your gaze, looking at you deep into your eyes. He saw into you, present like he never had been before.

"How long?" His voice raspy with desire, your hand still working on his cock leisurely as you spoke. "Since you first called my name."

His eyes grew darker, full of need. Eyes on you, your mouth... he had wanted you too, you knew that then.

"Kiss me, Rust..." A tremulous request that he answered immediately, mouths crashing into a deep, desperate kiss. Your hand stroked harder, faster, and he only breathed.

His hands slid down your shorts past your waist to your ass, grabbing soft skin. You hummed in approval, making him tremble. He took your shorts completely off then, along with your panties.

His fingers soon found your aching sex, digits moving in circles on your clit as his other hand continued to grope your ass cheek.

You moaned in Rust's mouth, sensations overwhelmingly good. His fingers working you so well your legs shook in anticipation. It was heavenly, having him in your hand as he kissed and grabbed you like that, nothing could have prepared you for it.

You soon came on his fingers, hard and loud. You shook your orgasm away as Cohle looked at your face, admiring your satisfaction.

"Fuck, (Y/N)..." He said under his breath, taking one then two digits up your pussy, curling them and reaching a sweet spot.

You closed your eyes at the sensation, feeling like you could cry as you rolled your hips to follow his movements... he hummed in approval.

"Rust, please, I need you..." You practically cried out. "Need more..."

His fingers pumped inside you a few more times before he was ready to let go, moving his now soaked digits to your mouth. You sucked on them, tasting yourself. His hungry eyes devouring you.

"Bend over the counter, girl." He ordered quietly, and before you obliged you took off your T-shirt, leaving you bare before him.

Rust admired your form as his breath seemed to catch at the vision. He licked his lips before grabbing one of your breasts with his big hand, massaging the soft delicate tissue of your nipple. You whined before you propped yourself in the position he wanted.

Bending over with your exposed ass up, he moved to stand behind you, caressing the skin of your back.

Rust positioned the tip of his cock at your entrance and slowly made his way in. Easy at first, but quickly building up momentum. His hips slapped into yours, harder with each thrust as you moaned his name out loud. The delicious stretch he gave you drove you crazy, you rolled your hips to meet him halfway and he grunted in response, finally not being able to hold back his noises.

"Wanted you... since I first saw you, (Y/N)... Fuck, I- I needed you."

He needed you. He needed you. You couldn't help repeating those words again and again. Rust Cohle needed you, your presence, your body... and you would gladly give it to him.

He fucked you harsh and good, grabbing at your waist hard enough to leave bruises... you hoped he did. With every thrust you moaned more, mewling his name out loud. His groans dominated the whole room while directly making their way down your aching cunt.

As his pace began to get erratic, you knew he was close. "Cum inside me, Rust... please..." You pleaded.

He suddenly grabbed you by the neck then, inching you even closer. His head rested on the hollow of your shoulder as he made his final moves before cumming, spilling his load inside of you with a growl.

When he finally released his grip, you thanked the counter for supporting your weight. You turned around to face Rust, and he was glowing with sweat, breathing deeply through his nose again.

Feeling cum dripping down your legs, you drew closer to him shyly. You didn't exactly know what to do, so you planted a kiss on his lips and hugged him, expecting him to pull back quickly... he didn't.

Holding you like that for what seemed like ages, Rust's breathing got quieter and slower. He was calm then, and that made your heart swirl with emotion.

When you felt like you could retrieve, you did so looking him in his eyes and holding the sides of his face. He looked so pretty like that, vulnerable... soft, even.

"Would you like to stay over? I made dinner..." You offered, and his gentle smile made you swoon. He held you close still, not ready to let go just yet.

"Dinner sounds nice."

That night, Rust Cohle slept without having any dreams.

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#rust cohle #rust cohle x reader #true detective #matthew mcconaughey #imagine #fanfic #fanfiction #headcanon #self insert #y/n #notyourhetloki

[notyourhetloki]

AAA all your Ken stuff make me giggle nonstop idk how you do it🫢🫢 I was thinking what IF Ken AND Barbie started falling in love with Reader, and we had to pick at the end I would love to see your twist on that love u 😙❤️❤️

competition (Ken x Reader x Barbie)

Reader: gender neutral

/Ken x Reader x Barbie/

A/N: Hi, anon! AWW thank you so much!! I loved this request, and I hope you like it too! lots of luv xoxo (Stereo!Barbie = Stereotypical Barbie / RG!Ken = Ryan Gosling Ken; I thought abt calling him 'Beach!Ken' but idk if there are more Kens like him so... yeah.)

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It all started when you arrived at Barbieland, nervous but completely in awe of this new world.

Stereo!Barbie was one of the first dolls to greet you, holding your hand and guiding you through the streets to your new house.

‘They’re so cute!’ Barbie thought to herself, completely charmed by your smile and shyness… she really wanted to get to know you better.

And so thought RG!Ken when you walked past the beach. Barbie was still holding your hand, and he was intrigued… who was this new doll she was seeing? He needed to find out.

As time went by, Barbie would visit you daily, bringing small gifts and inviting you to parties… and you would always go!

Ken would also be at those parties, curious about you… the more he got to know you, the more he got obsessed. He loved your laughter, loved the way you danced, and he would always try to join you, succeeding most times.

Barbie began hating when Ken danced with you, something in her screamed ‘NO’ when she saw you two having fun without her. She wanted you to dance with HER, not HIM… was this… jealousy? What a weird feeling.

She then also joined the dance, nailing the choreography while trying to push Ken away, but it didn’t work… Ken would come back stronger than ever, dancing as if his life depended on it (he was trying to impress you).

When the music stopped, Barbie was quick enough to grab your hands and lead you somewhere more private, looking into your eyes before asking: “(Y/N), would you like to stay over?”

Before you could answer, you heard a loud gasp. Turning around, you saw a shocked Ken sneaking in behind you, trying to listen to the conversation.

Ken was stunned because 1. Barbie had never asked him to stay over when they were together, and 2. That meant it was getting serious! And he needed to act fast.

“Sorry, Barbie… (Y/N) can’t stay over at your house tonight, I’m taking them to the beach to have a little date, isn’t that right, doll?”

‘Doll?? Why did he call you that? And a date?? You were going on a date with Ken?? What was going on?!’ Barbie thought.

“Hum…” you managed to start, but you couldn't even protest before Ken tried pulling you away by your arm.

Barbie immediately pulled your other arm, trying to get you to stay. You felt like they would split you in half like that, fighting for your attention.

“GUYS…” You finally shouted, making them stop. “The only place I’ll go is home! Goodnight!” Anger filled your voice as you walked away, leaving the two behind.

“Look at what you've done!!” “What I’VE done?? What do you mean??” You could still hear their banter as you exited Barbie’s house, and that irritated you even more.

At your house, hours had passed and you were preparing to sleep when you heard the doorbell ringing.

Opening the door, you were surprised and a little annoyed at the presence of the fantastic duo. Barbie and Ken stood there with sad puppy expressions before she spoke first. “(Y/N)… we’re sorry we hurt you, it wasn’t our intention!”

You gently smiled at her, accepting her apology. Then, Ken started talking as well. “We just… really like you. I… we would like to have more of your attention, if that’s possible…” It seemed a little scripted, but you wondered he and Barbie had agreed on something to say... and that was cute. Besides, what did he mean by ‘really like you’, after all?

“Oh, guys… it’s alright! I promise I’ll equally schedule time for the both of you, is that ok?”

They looked at each other for a moment and nodded, smiling for their mission was a victory! You’d spend more time with them separately, it’s everything they could have asked for.

“Now… are you gonna stand there or come inside?” You teased, and their smiles grew wide before racing to your door.

(Because why choose if you could have both? ;D)

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#ken #barbie #ken x reader #barbie x reader #ken x gn reader #barbie x gn reader #gender neutral #ryan gosling #margot robbie #imagine #headcanon #self insert #y/n #fanfic #fanfiction #request #notyourhetloki

[notyourhetloki]

hi! id love to see your take on ken getting drunk for the first time/seeing reader getting drunk for the first time and being confused out of his mind lol

drunk Ken headcanons (Ken x Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/Ken x Reader/

A/N: Hi, anon! I wrote this in a headcanon format, I hope you don't mind! It's short but I think it's decent so here you go ~

Warnings: of course mentions of alcohol, substance abuse.

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Yeah, after Ken brought beers from the Real World to Barbieland, getting drunk was now a possibility.

When it comes to drinking, he would usually be pretty chill. But there were a few occasions when he got a little too excited and took more than he should.

You were both drinking at a party when Ken started getting uncontrollably giggly, laughing at everything you said and becoming especially touchy as well.

He would mess with your hair, fidget with your clothes and dare to put an arm around your neck with a big goofy smile stamped on his face.

Ah, Ken would also get extremely flirty, full of drunk confidence… getting real close to your face and talking sweet nothings into your ear. “You look so pretty tonight, did you change your hair?” or “Hm, you smell good…”

Let's also mention the fact Ken would DEFINITELY be prone to accidents, I mean... he would try to show off and probably end up hurt. Besides that, he would also try arguing with other Kens, competing on who's better on x thing... and he would do it passionately, to say the least (he'd be the ultimate hype man).

He felt extremely weird the first time it happened, not knowing why he was acting that way… and later he became too dizzy to even walk properly! You had to practically carry him home that night (and let's not talk about the vomit part).

Oh the day after… he was SO hung over, it felt absolutely horrible. Good thing he had you to take care of him…

It was… confusing to say the least. He had never felt that way before, his whole body tingling in a good way but also completely out of his control? Yeah, it was a little terrifying... but with a bit of research, you two soon found out what had happened. Getting drunk was now something to be mindful of!

Even so, it happened again inevitably. This time, it was YOUR time to get tipsy, and by the time it occurred, Ken already knew what was going on.

He looked out for you but found so funny the way you were laughing and having fun. He stuck by your side, giggling along and making sure you stayed hydrated!

Ken would also take care of you if you were hung over, not leaving you alone for one second.

In the end, getting drunk from time to time became pretty fun, especially when you both had each other’s back.

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#ken #ken x reader #ken x gn reader #ken x you #barbie #ryan gosling #gender neutral #headcanon #imagine #self insert #y/n #fanfic #fanfiction #request #notyourhetloki

[notyourhetloki]

I love your writing sm! 💕 Do you think you could do Ken meeting his human? (Love at first sight on both ends sorta thing) Maybe reader gets to go to Barbie Land?

like a doll (Ken x Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/Ken x Reader/

A/N: Hi, anon! Thank you for requesting! This is like, so sweet... hope I made it justice! Also I changed the movie a bit for this one, you'll see what I mean xoxo

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Ken was so distracted with his new books he didn't even see you entering the library, bumping into you and dropping his things.

"Oh, I'm sorry, sir! Here, let me-" you started, but immediately turned nervous when you looked at him. Tall, handsome with blonde hair, wearing a weirdly suiting cowboy outfit... he looked like a doll.

Meanwhile, he was also checking you out. Such a pretty face, hair, body... and you apologized to him! You respected him... woah.

You looked down in embarrassment and kneeled to catch his books, but he followed your motion trying to maintain eye contact.

"You're... beautiful. I-I mean, what's your name?" He stuttered, completely on edge. His heart pounded in his chest like a drum, he had never felt so nervous... was this meant to be love?

Unbeknownst to him, you were feeling the same. Heart racing and hands shaking, you retrieved his book (one about horses) and offered it to him. "My name is (Y/N). And... what about you?"

He took the book from your hand, slowly grazing his fingers on yours and sending electricity down your spine. "I'm Ken... nice to meet you, (Y/N)."

"Ken as in... like the doll?" You thought to yourself that it fitted him quite nicely, he really looked like the Ken doll you played with as a child.

"Uh... yeah!" He had no idea what you were talking about.

After you two met at the library, you offered to go get some coffee and he happily agreed, completely overjoyed by having your attention on him.

You asked about his books and he explained he had just learned about the patriarchy. "We don't have that in Barbieland! It's so cool, isn't it?"

When you explained that 1. It wasn't cool, and 2. It had nothing to do with horses, he lost interest. He was a bit bummed out but you soon cheered him up with some donuts you bought him.

It was... really confusing. This ridiculously charming man claimed to be 'Ken' and live in 'Barbieland'... while genuinely seeming so aloof from reality. He was either crazy or... telling the truth.

"Ken, could you show me Barbieland?" You asked with no expectations, but when he immediately perked up and held your hand with a huge smile on his face, you knew you were in for trouble. "Of course! Oh, everyone is gonna love you!"

To go to Barbieland was a journey (and a very interesting one at that), but when you arrived there, everything made sense. He's a doll! Like, a literal doll!

Ken proudly introduced you to his Ken friends, and to the Barbies and Allan... he was just so happy to have you around, holding your hand and smiling like he owned the world.

You squeezed his hand in excitement, realizing you never had such a crazy experience! You wondered if it was real, but... it felt real.

Looking at each other's smiles, hearts racing and holding hands, you two realized something... you could get used to that.

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#ken #ken x reader #ken x gn reader #ken x you #gender neutral #barbie #ryan gosling #imagine #headcanon #self insert #y/n #fanfic #fanfiction #request #notyourhetloki

[notyourhetloki]

Hello👋

I if it's not too much of a bother could I please request

"I can't get enough of you" and "you look good like this"

With Ryan ken from barbie?

(I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense)

can't get enough (Ken x Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/NSFW Ken x Reader/

A/N: Hey, anon! Thanks for requesting! It made perfect sense, but I wasn't sure if you wanted nsfw so I just assumed... I can rewrite it if you don't like it! xoxo Prompt list mentioned: here's the link

Warnings: this Ken has genitals lol, short but smutty, submissive!Ken

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Ken had his eyes on you all night long, observing every little detail, every dance move... he was enthralled by you.

Since he had become your boyfriend, he appreciated and desired you more each day that passed. And he was so in love... so in love it hurt.

After the party ended, he gently pulled you in his arms and kissed butterfly kisses on your neck, making you giggle.

You guided him upstairs to your bedroom, where clothes started flying everywhere with little to no care. Butterfly kisses became heated, impatient ones. Your hands traveled down his torso while his focused on your waist and ass.

"Ugh, I can't get enough of you..." Ken whispered into your ear, teasing it with his teeth. He was getting needy.

"Lay down for me, blondie." You ordered, and like a good doll, he obeyed.

Getting on top of him, you began slowly. Teasing and kissing his skin from his mouth down to his lower abdomen, trailing a path of sloppy kisses that made him whine.

You knew it was enough teasing when his dick started throbbing, being painfully ignored up until then. You finally began pleasuring him with your hand, up and down movements slowly relieving some of his tension.

"Ah... (Y/N), please... Ah... ah..." Ken couldn't stop moaning, whining every time he exhaled... it was the hottest thing ever.

"You look good like this... a total mess." You teased, because let's be honest, Ken was MADE to be teased like that.

Tears of pleasure began running down his cheeks, and you made sure to kiss them clear. His eyes shut closed and his mouth stayed agape, breathing heavily and moaning your name with every stroke.

When Ken began getting a little too rousey and his breathing got erratic, you knew he was close. Your hand started stroking him quicker while the other caressed his pretty face.

Ken got a hold of your free hand and held it, intertwining your fingers as he babbled through his orgasm. "Oh, (Y/N), oh... I'm... I-I'm gonna... Aghh!"

His cock twitched with every outburst, covering his belly and your hand with cum. Breathing slower, Ken looked to be in complete bliss, smiling as he regained composure.

"Oh, Ken... always such a good boy for me." You praised, a grin stamped on your face as you kissed his lips tenderly and checked: "Are you alright, love?"

Ken laughed lightly, fluttering his eyes open to catch a glimpse of you. "Thank you, babe. And yes... I'm more than alright."

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