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gatorbites-imagines · 4 months

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Could you do a Ken (Ryan Gosling) X Male Reader X Ken (Simu Liu) SMUT? Their Rivalry turning Raunchy when it comes to the MR: Whose kisses are better, who is the better makeout partner, who can give better blowjobs(Resulting in MR getting a Double BJ from both), whose penis, balls, and cum are better and tastier, and finally whose Ass tastes and feels best! ;) ALSO if neither Ken's have genitalia, just smoothness, do they love it when MR rubs and licks them their, turning into moaning messes? ;)

Stereotypical Ken x Male Reader x Pompadour Ken

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I’ve learned the only way I can get in the mood to write about Ken is to listen to Bimbo Doll on repeat.

It’s gonna be so confusing saying stereotypical Ken and Pompadour Ken over and over, but I have no idea how else to refer to them 😭

How you ended up with not one but two kens following you around, you had no idea. Maybe it was the fact that you stole two of your sisters ken dolls as a kid, and used to play with them when you played with your ninja turtle toys and monster trucks.

Or maybe it was the fact that you worked at Mattel for like, a few months, and specifically had worked on outfits for Ken and only Ken. It meant you had some kind of connection to them, in some way.

Maybe it was also because you got dragged along with everything that happened with the Kens taking over barbieland, and you had to go save it with the rest.

Stereotypical Ken had been absolutely glowing when you said he looked pretty cute in his Kenough hoodie, and Pompadour Ken immediately seemed to hook onto that, for some reason. Being rivals just seemed to be in their blood, bodies? Plastic?

Now that stereotypical Ken knew how to get from Barbieland into the real world, you get used to him just showing up at your apartment sometimes. He would never tell Pompadour Ken how to get there, because he doesn’t want his rival to have that advantage, but they both figure it out at some point.

Any weaker man would have buckled or probably passed out from the blood rushing upwards and downwards at having two very attractive, not very bright but enthusiastic men, rubbing against you from both sides.

But you were not a weak man, for the most part. In the beginning their competitions were on the normal side. From whom could do the best backflip, to who could cook the best brownies, you never really questioned it, and somehow always made sure to keep their “score” equal.

Both Kens must have stumbled across more adult content, or the overexposure of being in the real world started giving them ideas, because you almost had a heart attack coming home from work one day and they both almost knocked you over, their lips immediately all pressing against your neck and chin.

You end up having to sit them down and scold them, but from then on it seems like a switch has been flipped inside stereotypical Ken and pompadour Ken.

Their competitions start becoming steamier, from kissing, to make outs, to full body massages. You aren’t complaining of course. It’s horrible for your ego, having two hot guys rubbing you all over and competing to see who can make the best hickey on your chest.

You almost get a nosebleed when you come home from work one day to see them both on speedos, comparing their bodies in front of a full body mirror you didn’t even know you owned.

You get lightheaded from how much blood is rushing downwards as they grope and squeeze each other, grumbling half compliments-half insults at each other. It ends up with you just leaning against the doorway and watching for a bit, because how can you not.

They both also seem so taken with you, especially when you come home from work, especially if you do a blue-collar job. It seems to tickle some kinda manliness nerve inside them, as they both seem so obsessed with your uniform or how rough your hands are.

Its kinda nice honestly, coming home to two attractive guys who are so excited to see you and please you in one way or another. It did catch you off guard the first time they scrambled into your lap, one on each thigh, Pompadour Ken stating you needed them to help figure out who the best kisser was.

Of course, you never ended up giving them a solid answer, which they quickly forgot, as both Kens seemed to become almost mindless and weak in the knees from just kissing alone.

When they first gain genitals, you bet your ass they’re comparing size, girth, hairs, anything. They would want your opinion too. You, being a bit of a tease, would go down on them and leave them both whining and whimpering as you suck them off.

The experience feels like some kind of awakening for them both, and you swear they’re gonna start throwing hands on who gets to go down on your first. You’ll have to remind them they can both go first, maybe by wording it like a competition.

It ends up extremely sloppy and with little finesse or skill, but by God are they enthusiastic. Two mouths on you at once, both looking up at you with those begging eyes of their, trying their damnest to make you cum.

After making you cum, both stereotypical Ken and pompadour Ken seem even more energized. You can expect to get head at least once a day from then on, some days even twice, as they don’t wanna share every time. I pray for you.

They become fiends are they get a hang of the internet, saying all kinds of dirty things to you and wanting to try so many different things. Stereotypical Ken would definitely want to ride you, and I can see pompadour Ken wanting you to eat him out till he’s crying into the pillow and shaking.

Its like having two dogs in heat running around sometimes, they’re gonna have to learn how to help each other, because you can in no way keep up, especially when their rivalry kicks up a notch like it does sometimes.

To have mercy on yourself and your body, you end up able to convince them that you can sit back and watch, and then pick a winner from there. They would still want you involved sometimes, or most times for that matter, since they are sure you can judge it better that way.

At some point you have to be careful when you have visitors over, as both Kens just take to walking around in the nude, because why cover up when they wanna show off to you?

They are both so beautiful in very way that you don’t mind most days, but you don’t wanna have someone over and then see the two of them making out on the couch, trying to settle who the best kisser is for the fourth time this week.

You still love them, even though they leave you feeling like a juice box with all the air sucked out, or more dehydrated than after a full day working in the sun. They’re your messy competitive boys, and you’d probably allow them to get away with anything if they looked at you with those pretty eyes of theirs and pouted.

They never end up being able to settle any of their competition with you after all, but at this point the competitions just seem like a cover or habit to get in the mood or get each other riled up.

Both Kens are pretty submissive by nature, which is why they pull out their rivalry most times when they wanna do something but both feel so shy to ask you to do it with them, and you might enable them a bit too much sometimes, but you all enjoy it too much to stop.

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aubeystawby · 9 months

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➤ BARBIE CHARACTERS WITH A UNIQUE DOLL!READER request: how would barbie (margot) + ken (ryan) + allan react if the reader was not a barbie but also not a ken. basically they are just like allan, someone that doesn't fit in any of these binary roles.

margot robbie!barbie, ryan gosling!ken, allan

margot robbie!barbie

barbie is — as she always is with new dolls — super excited for your arrival

when you do arrive, she’s quick to welcome you

she introduces you to everyone but especially dolls like midge, allan, skipper, etc

she assumes you’ll drift towards all the other one-of-a-kind dolls

and just kinda be with them most of the time

which is totally fine!! she knows there probably feels like theres a barrier between dolls like you and the regular barbies and kens

...but she secretly hopes you might want to spend time with her

which is partly why she's super enthusiastic the whole time she's showing you around

she wants to make a really good impression in the hopes of you liking her

she’d never mention it, but while she loves her role in barbieland, she wishes she could have a proper close friend that isn’t ken just trying to date her

her thought process is… you’re a unique doll and you don’t have any ties to any barbies and kens, you’re just you and you’re free to befriend or not any doll you genuinely want to!

and beyond all that logic, she just really liked you from the get-go!!

she likes everyone in barbieland of course, but there was just something about you that made her really want to be you friend (or more)

imagine her joy when you continuously go out of your way to spend time with her!!

she’s of course always so kind and bubbly to everyone

which could make you feel like she might not really want you around or sees you as the same level of closeness as all the other dolls (which isn't much)

if you mention that, she kinda freezes for a second before jumping into action again

“no, y/n, i love spending time with you! more than, like, anyone!!”

“really? it just kinda feels like-“

“i’m serious!! you’re better than a bestfriend!!”

if you don’t have a house, you’re invited to hang around her dreamhouse whenever

within reason — if you spend too much time there she starts imagining what it would be like to live with you forever and freaks out

not in a bad way! she just has realisations of "oh i want to spend my life with this person and live in the same house as them" and that thought makes her short-circuit

goodness forbid you do something domestic like get her breakfast for her or brush her hair without her even asking

she'd be a GONER

also she does just like being able to be away from all the other dolls after a big day

so don't take it personally if she politely declines your invitation for a sleepover or she doesn't invite you to stay over one night

she just needs some alone time sometimes!!

barbie bends over backwards to try to convince the other barbies you should be invited to girl’s nights

you can decide how successful she is with that, but the point is she tried really hard because she wanted an excuse for you to be around as much as possible!!

in her walk & drive around barbieland every morning she says hi to you several times

the first thing she says when she wakes up is “goodmorning y/n!”

then when you join her at her car she says hi again

she’s just so happy to see you

she says it again after a whole series or “hi’s” with all the barbies and kens on the beach

she hopes the other dolls might also pick up on her habit if they haven’t already and also say hi to you!

and if they don't she'll just pointedly say hi to you again so someone takes the hint

she is so invested in your wardrobe

if your style is some sort of diffferent/alt she is SO curious

she’d want to get new clothes for herself to match you style on special occasions

or special outfits for you to match hers

but she also loves it when you both wear your own clothes with your own personal styles!!

not necessarily because of the aesthetic contrast if there is any

but because she loves the authenticity!

you both being able to be yourselves and be together

and happy! so happy!!

also these have all been kinda set pre-movie so brief spoiler warning for below

when her feet go flat you’re the first person she confides in

at first she kinda thought your feet might be flat? and the attribute rubbed off on her because you spend so much time together??

she knows now that that makes no sense, but it’s what she’d wished was the case

she also asks you about stuff like that

like she knows dolls like midge or some of the discontinued barbies have parts about them that are noticeably different from other barbies

and she’s curious about if you have something like that

ryan gosling!ken

ken isn't confused, per se, but rather doesnt really know what to do

are you invited to the barbies' sleepovers?

do you have your own dreamhouse??

is he.... allowed to pursue you romantically even though you're not a barbie?? is he meant to want to be with you like that if you're not a barbie??

(not in a sexuality sense, but in the sense of; he's ken, a barbie's boyfriend, and you're not a barbie so...? what now?)

if you have your own dreamhouse or some sort of other unique house, he is so excited and really wants to see it

but he tries not bring that up because he knows kens arent allowed in barbie's dreamhouses

so that probably means the same rules for whatever your house is, right?

now he's really confused

he tries to think if anyone's ever been in midge's house? because she's like you — one of a kind — so surely that'd mean the rules work the same with you as they do for her

he asks allan — because he's friends with midge — if he's ever been in her house before and allan's just like "?? what??"

ken did not get a straight answer

not because allan's hiding something or anything but ken was just all over the place and being really confusing in general & with his wording

when you do invite him into his house he is Shocked.

does that mean the rules are different for you?? or are they just like the barbies' and you're just like really nice???

he still doesn't have a straight answer

but he also stands at the door for a second like,

"okay what do i do now-???"

"you walk in ken... it's a door"

"wow...."

doesn't want to touch anything in your house out of fear of ruining/breaking something

but the moment you reassure him to "make himself at home" (the statement makes him so flustered and he swears he's going to faint) and he really believes you won't get mad at him for looking around, he is OFF

looking at everything

stars in his eyes the whole time

no matter if your house is a huge dreamhouse or something else like skipper & midge's treehouse

he thinks it's so cool & loves it no matter what

you're signed up for sleepovers with ken for the indefinite future now btw, you're never getting him out of your house

(if you do actually ask him to leave he is out of there at the speed of light but why would you ever wanna do that!)

he tries to remind everyone to always include your name in their daily "hi barbie!" "hi ken!"s

and then is torn between:

him wanting you to be included and not feel left out

and; his rival ken just said hi to you and he doesn't want that either!!!

he just feels so out of depth with you

not in a bad or personal way! just in general

because he doesn't really even have anyone to ask about how to go about things with you

it's not like there's many other unique dolls out there with particularly confused kens for boyfriends constantly overthinking everything

and also he's not experienced with relationships in general, and just wants to treat you right!!

he gets a hang of it though!!

with some help he realises he can just be himself with you and if something is genuinely bothering him he can just ask/talk to you about it

though he will have some wild out-there questions from time to time about your unique experiences

he'd ask allan or midge but both of them always look at him funny when he asks if they have mind-reading powers or something weird like that (and he's scared of skipper so shes also a no-go)

so that's your problem now!!

overall really loves you while also being very new to all this stuff and doesnt want to mess up

if he makes a big deal out of something seemingly little/inconsequential its because he really cares and want to do everything right for you 💛

allan

things don't happen suddenly with you and allan

there's no big burst of emotions or anything like it

it all just slowly builds up

ever since you'd arrived in barbieland you've spent a good amount with allan

standing on the sidelines at the beach watching the barbies play and kens cheer

sticking with eachother during parties

neither of you really realise it but you're with eachother like all the time every day

it had only started because you two were alike

being a unique doll that's neither a ken nor a barbie, there was only so much you could learn/do with following around one of the more welcoming barbies like a lost puppy

eventually you'd realised you didn't really like spending all day kinda just not fitting in with everyone else

and then you'd properly met allan, and things started to make sense

he showed you around barbieland his way

that included things like explanations of unspoken rules that all the other dolls had neglected to mention

and telling you about the other unique dolls/discontinued barbies

he gets what its like being your own unique doll

how different it is, how it can be hard to fit in and feel like you belong

but suddenly the two of you are alot less lonely because youve got eachother now!!

before you showed up allan's days were just floating around the sidelines of the kens' and barbies' activities alot of the time

but now more and more of his time is doing genuine hobbies and spending time with just you

also im a firm believer him and midge are friends so shes your friend now too!

group lunches together at her treehouse while everyone else is at the beach and its just nice and peaceful!!

SORRY im simultaneously spreading the allan & midge friends agenda while also trying to stop myself from spontaneously writing a midge x reader fic

i have no idea if allan has a house, you probably dont either

if you dont have a house — it takes a bit for him to be comfortable with it, but once he is — allan will totally invite you over whenever

and let you sleep over

if you do have some sort of house then you're probably at eachother's places an equal amount of time

if he doesn't have a house (yet again i have no idea if it was mentioned in canon at all) he's not like mind-blown by your house or anything like ken would be

but he's happy whenever you invite him in!!

allan probably knows whenever certain places in barbieland are relatively deserted

and once you're close enough he'll share them with you!!

(he wants to know he can trust you not to bring a ton of people and ruin the quiet atmosphere)

even though each unique non-barbie/ken doll is well... unique! there's still a level of understanding between you and allan

and if you ever feel insecure/like you don't belong, he gets it and he's there for you!!

things start slow with allan, until one day he's staying over at your house just enjoying eachother's company, and you realise wow, you guys are basically dating!

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ryan-gooseing · 9 months

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Catboy Allan

#ryan gooseing #allan #allan barbie #allan barbie movie #allan x reader #barbie #barbie movie x reader #barbie fanfic #barbie x reader #ken x reader #barbie movie #catboy #Catboy Allan #Michael cera

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marvelobsessed134 · 5 months

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CEO!Barbie AU Drabble series masterlist

CEO!Barbie x Fem!assistant!reader

General warnings: smut, unhealthy power dynamic, mommy kink, strap on sex, Dom!barbie, sub!reader, pregnancy, housewife kink.

┊┊┊┊ ➶ ❁۪ ｡˚ ✧

Starting to really like the real world

—> Your boss asks you to stay back after work

You can be the boss

—> You visit Barbie’s house for a long night of activities

Welcome home

—> you surprise Barbie when she comes home from a long work trip

Fill you up

—> Barbie finally breeds you and gets your pregnant with a cum filled strap

Trophy wife

—> you and Barbie marry in Vegas

Post pregnancy sex

—> Your wife gives you much needed attention

#barbie movie x reader #barbie movie fanfic #barbie x reader #barbie smut #barbie fanfic #margot robbie #margot barbie #margot robbie x reader

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star-writez · 7 months

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Ken romance with a gn reader hcs

(Enjoy my goofy goobers :3)

-I’m gonna start this out with saying ken has separation issues-

-he HATES being without even if it’s for a few minutes-

-showers you with affection even when you don’t ask for it-

-will give you a bunch of kisses cuddles etc etc <3-

-will also give you a bunch of compliments-

-also gets a bit nervous and jealous when your around the other kens-

-doesn’t want you to leave him for a different ken-

-if your talking to another ken and the other ken tries to flirt with you then he will be SUPER protective and clingy to you-

-even if your just talking to another ken he will come up to you and start acting WAY more clingy and affectionate then usual-

-did I mention he is super clingy?-

-he NEVER leaves your side unless he has to and as I said he hates leaving your side-

-he basically clings to you to the point that it can be annoying-

- but it’s also kinda cute-

-is VERY flirty and will use a bunch of pick up lines-

-and he has A LOT of pickup lines-

-and all of the pickup lines are super cheesy-

(That’s all I could think of rahhh)

(I hope y’all enjoyed that lol)

#ken #ken x reader #barbie #barbie movie #barbie movie 2023 #barbie movie 2023 x reader #ken x you #ken x gn reader #you are kenough #barbie movie x reader #x reader #fluff #ken x reader hcs #hcs #romance hcs #x reader hcs #x reader fluff #ken x reader fluff #romance

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coff33notforme · 8 months

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Can you do some heavy hurt comfort with Ryan Goslings! Ken and reader? Thanksss Love your writing!

A/n: Thanks Pooki. You asked and you shall receive, also sorry these requests are coming out slowly I've been busy with school and work. This could be before patriarchy Ken? I don't know where ever you feel it fits best

Summary: Kens perfectly happy living his best day everyday alongside you, but you can't seem to wonder what is would be like to really live.

Pairing: Gosling! Ken and Gender-neutral doll reader (a bit existential, talks of death and wanting to die not in a morbid way!)

“Hey!”

Your head snapped around to the direction of familiar hearty, booming voice you had grown so used to, your flickering gaze didn’t wonder the vibrant stretch of houses for long, as they quickly snapped to giddy blonde man,

failing out stretched his arm excitedly, eagerly approaching the small gate of your white picket fence.

Flicking the latch and clumsily shutting the gate behind him, the frail wood bouncing with the harsh slam.

His dimples pushed back by the curves of his mouth, pearly rows of teeth gleaming under the sparking sun, golden strands of hair pushed back against his sun kissed skin,

Ken.

“I’ve been looking for you everywhere! What have you been doing all day?”

He huffed with a grin, squatting down beside you on the soft green carpeting the quiet earth.

You turned your head slightly, glancing at him, your eyes soft as you looked over the wavering green plants, that shook so softly in the gentle wind, dew dripping, dipping the delicate leaves down.

You couldn’t bring yourself to answer, your attention solely fixated on the garden before you.

Ken's pale eyes remained on you, as you mindlessly watched over the pocket of green. His brow arched, his eyes narrowing at the swaddle of plants.

“How come you spend so much time looking at these things?”

The breeze caressing your face, a sigh slipping from your mouth, shoulders slumping down at the question.

“I don’t know.” you muttered, voice strained in a hushed whisper, dying out in the draft.

Ken's face twisted into one of discontentment upon hearing your reply, wrapping a firm arm around your wilted frame.

Ken wasn’t quite sure what to do, you weren’t usually like this.

“You seem off today?”

He said as you tucked your head beneath his jaw, a heavy sigh escaping your throat.

“Do you ever wish you could be a plant?”

Ken let out a heart chuckle, but seeing your face fall, a blush biting at your soft skin he coughed, clearing his throat.

“What do you mean?” his voice held a sentimental tone you had never heard from him.

“I don’t know.” there was a pregnant pause before you spoke again.

“Alive.” you mumbled anxiously fiddling with your clothes.

Ken's brows furrowed.

“Aive? We are alive, aren’t we?”

“Not in the same way.” your voice held a longing to it, your gaze fixated on the plants as if waiting for something.

“They have beginnings, they grow, blossom, they watch the seasons pass by, they wither.”

You stopped yourself for a moment as if something in you froze and Ken couldn’t help but watch you intently.

“They die.”

Time pulled the silence between you, stretching it further and further out, until reality came snapping back, hitting Ken square in the face. His chest filled with a sensation he couldn’t understand. An unwavering sense of fear.

“Do you want that?”

He breathed holding his breath as he waited for your response.

“Maybe. Someday.”

Your eyes wander to the cloudless blue sky. There was a silence filling the air with uneasiness before Ken spoke again.

“Well, when that day comes, I’ll lay down beside you.”

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I was listening to Mitski when I wrote this, send more Ken requests!

#ken x reader #barbie movie x reader #barbie x reader #barbie 2023 #babrie #ryan gosling

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shari-berri · 9 months

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Ken would 110% say “This one’s for you Barbie”, shoot the basketball, and end up knocking himself out somehow

#barbie movie #barbie 2023 #the barbie movie #barbie #ken #ryan gosling #margot barbie #kenough #meme #ken x reader #barbie x ken #barbie x reader

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nnarellia · 9 months

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girls when they remember it all too well

#barbie #barbie movie #margot robbie #greta gerwing #taylor swift #taylor Swift always right #all too well #barbie x reader

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sytoran · 9 months

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𝐃𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 | barbie!wanda

Having been a Barbie her whole life, Wanda hasn’t got a clue about how her newly-human body works. Thankfully, you happen to be the best gynecologist in town.

pairing: innocent!barbie!wanda x fem!gynecologist!reader

word count: 2054

warnings: smut (18+), not exactly a dark fic - surprisingly consensual given the circumstances, just barbie!wanda exploring her identity and being corruptibly cute

Wanda didn’t quite know what to expect when she stepped foot into the gynecology centre. It’s to learn more about your body, Natasha had said, urging her to go. The doctors there will help you.

She hopes her doctor is nice.

“Name?”

“Wanda Barbara Maximoff.”

“Your queue number is 476. Please proceed to Room B when your number is shown on the screen.”

“Okay.”

The metal handle of the door is cold.

That’s the first thing Wanda registers when her right hand meets the shiny surface. It’s a contrast to the warm blood that flows within her body, thrumming in her veins and sliding under the surface of her supple skin.

Temperature. Texture. Telltale emotions.

It’s a whole new world, really, with a human body. Wanda certainly isn’t used to existing within one that isn’t Barbie-like.

She can’t jump out a window and fly two floors down without breaking any bones. (You don’t want to know the story behind that.)

She can’t walk out of the house in full-body neon pink, either. (That one can be achieved with a severe lack of others’ opinion, but Wanda gets this human thing they call ‘anxiety’.)

Change.

That��s what it’s called, experiencing new things, and that’s what this is about.

Wanda pushes down the door handle. She can do this.

“First time?”

“Uhm, yes.”

The doctor’s back is facing Wanda, going clickety-clackety on the computer that actually works and is not made of plastic. It’s a female gynecologist, just like she requested. (Wanda loves women! She’s all for strong and independent women.)

Wanda probably staring at the back of the doctor’s head a little too hard, but then the doctor swivels in her chair, finally turning to face Wanda, and turns out Wanda actually can’t do this anymore.

“Hi, I’m Doctor Y/N, and I’m your gynecologist.”

(This Barbie is going through gay panic, except she doesn’t know it.)

Of all the things that could possibly happen to her, of course Wanda's gynecologist is the most attractive person she’s ever laid her eyes on.

This was not how this was supposed to go. Wanda’s brain is short-circuiting, and she has this new feeling coursing through her body that causes her heart rate to speed up exponentially. It’s new. And different. And oddly nice.

“Wanda? You alright, sweetheart?”

The blonde snaps out of it with a flushed face, snapping her jaw shut. Sweetheart? Vision – a Ken – had tried calling her that once. She didn’t like it.

Sweetheart.

Wanda decides that she likes the way you say it.

“Yep. I’m right here. Sorry.”

You get this side smile on your face for a moment, something flickering in your eyes as you stare at Wanda, and it causes the biggest shiver to run down her spine.

Wanda’s heart is palpitating uncontrollably. If anyone heard it right now she’d probably die of embarrassment.

You pull out a stethoscope.

F***. (She learnt that word from Tony.)

Wanda’s skin burns under your touch, as you place the medical instrument over her chest, listening keenly to her heartbeat.

The blonde thinks she’s going to pass out, with the way you move your rolling chair over so close your legs could touch hers.

“It’s quite fast,” you murmur, your voice taking on a lower tone, and Wanda has to physically swallow before her heart breaks through the constraints of her ribcage.

“O-oh,” Wanda responds breathily, a lot higher-pitch than she had anticipated, and she swears your eyes darken just a tad bit. (She doesn’t know what that implies. But it’s kind of hot.)

“Turn around,” you continue, moving back slightly to give your patient space. Wanda releases the breath she was holding and steals all the air she can, but when your hands slide up and under the back of her shirt, all that air is lost again.

It takes every cell of Wanda’s existence not to let out a whimper when you apply pressure on the stethoscope, right above the clasp of her bra.

That new feeling has been amplified by a thousandfold, travelling from your touch to her skin to her heart and right between her legs.

(This Barbie is experiencing lust.)

“Alright, I’ve been informed that you’re a rather special case, Wanda,” you comment, not unkindly. “You don’t have any past medical records. So today I just want to check that everything is in good condition. We’ll do a quick pelvic exam to test your sexual and reproductive health, is that alright with you?”

Wanda doesn’t know what a pelvic test is. But she’d do anything you told her to, honestly, so she just nods.

“Okay, so you need to strip and lay down on the bed for me.”

“...Huh?”

(This Barbie is thinking dirty thoughts.)

Wanda is clothed in a blue surgical gown. She doesn’t know whether to be thankful or disappointed for that.

All she knows is that the material is scratchy against her chest (or more specifically, her nipples are all tingly — she’s not quite sure what that means yet, but it feels strangely good), and that your gloved hands are spreading her thighs open on the operating bed.

Her feet meet the stirrup supports at the end of the bed, knees falling open, and the way you move your rolling chair between her legs in a swift motion has Wanda questioning how she ever entertained the idea of liking Kens.

Your hands run down the expanse of her thighs — probably a little longer than you should have, not that Wanda’s complaining — and your gaze locks on the pinkish bareness of Wanda’s pussy.

The reaction is instinctive, non-commital, subconscious. “Uhm,” Wanda whines, trying to close her thighs. She squirms under your inspective gaze, biting into her lip and trying to shift away from the grip of your gloved hands.

She’s so bare, so open, so vulnerable. But that’s not what scares her. It’s the fact that she doesn’t mind, not around you.

You seem to catch wind of this, and don’t release your grip on her thighs.

Wanda stares at you with her heart hammering in her chest. Wide-eyed and flushed. The pulse grows from her chest to between her legs and that’s never happened before.

“Sweetheart,” you murmur, very softly, and Wanda melts like putty in your arms.

Her knees fall open again.

The rest of the examination goes somewhat smoothly.

Save for the embarrassing little squeaks Wanda makes when you peer a little too closely at her cunt, it’s not too bad.

She knows you’re discerning possible signs of swelling and soreness or something along those medical lines Wanda is hardly an expert in, but what’s more concerning is the warm liquid pooling in her lower belly.

Wanda’s never felt like this before, especially not as a Barbie, especially not this vividly.

When that warmth spreads to the tip of her folds, threatening to emerge on its surface, Wanda’s breath catches in her throat. She doesn’t know what it means that she’s going to be wet.

“All done,” you comment, leaning back, and Wanda’s legs snap shut just as her pussy grows damp, for the first time.

Crisis averted.

“Oh, sweetheart,” you say, almost sadistically, watching her reaction with an amused look. “That’s just the external visual exam. The second part of the pelvic exam is where I get down to the real stuff, yeah? I’m going to have to put my fingers inside you.”

(This Barbie is dangerously close to passing out from skyrocketing levels of libido.)

“I normally use lubricant on my gloved fingers for my patients, but I have a feeling you won’t need it,” you comment dryly, casually tugging off your surgical gloves and tossing them into the trashcan.

Wanda is too embarrassed to respond. Her face is flushed, her nipples are extra tingly, and her pussy is thoroughly soaked at this point.

And you’re just there, sitting between her legs with your hands on her thighs, a very badly hidden smirk on your face.

She kind of wants to slap your dirty mouth. Or maybe kiss it.

“This is a speculum,” you announce, pulling out a metal-hinged tool. “And I’m going to use it to keep your pretty pussy open. Make sure you don’t close up on me again.”

Wanda squeals at your choice of words, slapping your arm in embarrassment. At this point, there’s hardly a need for professionalism, but she’s still not used to the whole thing.

You let a laugh slip from your lips, thoroughly enjoying yourself as you put the medical instrument in place. Wanda’s so pretty, so innocent.

A more sensual look takes over your features when you’re greeted with the sight of her glistening cunt again. Precious.

“You ready, sweetheart?”

“Oh!” The high-pitched noise Wanda makes when two of your fingers push inside her pussy is downright filthy.

The sensations of your warm fingers bounce all around Wanda’s body and the room. It’s only your fingertips, and you’ve barely moved at all, but Wanda’s slick is dripping and she’s already stimulated like she’s never been before.

“More,” Wanda whines, bringing her hips up, urging you to continue. You press her down by the lower belly, your warm spreading out over her skin.

“This is an examination,” you state, no room for question. Your eyes narrow, and Wanda gulps. “We’re doing it how I like it.”

The blonde looks up at you with those doe-green eyes, pouting adorably, before nodding obediently. She’s been so busy ruling Barbieland that relinquishing all that power for once might certainly be pleasant.

You continue to slowly slide your two fingers in her cunt, and Wanda lets out a whimper. Her body moves with your touch like you’re her puppeteer, but maybe she needs it because this feeling is so, so new.

“Feels s’good,” she gasps, and you want to chastise her because it technically isn’t supposed to feel good, but you see the dizzied look on Wanda’s pretty little face and you relent.

It definitely isn’t the first time you’ve had your fingers in a woman, so your practiced fingers curl with expert ease to find her sweet spot. “Oh!” Wanda moans, louder, lithe body arching on the operation bed.

“Shit,” you swear, fingers curling again so you can see that exact reaction. You start to move, faster, harbouring this carnal desire to make Wanda scream and beg.

She’s so innocent, so corruptible, so easy.

Sooner than later, you’re bent over Wanda’s body on the bed, wrist hammering in and out of her sweet pussy, finding all the spots that make her weak.

“Pretty girl,” you pant, biting hickeys into collarbone and her breasts. Her blonde locks are splayed out on the pillow, body shaking with each thrust, eyes screwed shut in pleasure, and it’s the most breathtaking sight you’ve ever chanced upon.

You memorise every stroke that makes her arch, every spot that makes her whine — perks of being a gynecologist, you supposed — you find your way around her body like it’s child’s play, and all too soon Wanda’s nearing a hypothetical edge.

“I think- I think I’mna pee,” Wanda cries, clawing at your wrist because the feeling is too much. She can hardly think, at the sheer pace and ferocity of which you were taking her cunt.

“Ever heard of a clitoris?” you question breathlessly, still pummeling your wrist into her soaked pussy. Wanda’s dripping, actually dripping. If she thought she was wet before, she was now soaking the sheets.

“Wh-what?” she responds, equally as breathless. Her mind was all fuzzy, barely registering your question.

“It’s this,” you add, bringing your thumb to harshly press against her swollen and puffy clit.

Wanda screams.

(This Barbie reaches another plane of existence with fantastical pleasure.)

It turns out Wanda is a ‘squirter’. She doesn’t know what the implications of that are.

“Do I need to come back next week?” Wanda asks innocently, knowing full well gynecologist visits only needed to be scheduled once a year. She’s perched on the edge of the bed, back in her clothes.

“Definitely,” you respond, scanning over the test results calmly, like you hadn’t just made Wanda squirt twice in less than thirty minutes.

“Doctor’s orders?” Wanda asks playfully, purposefully batting her lashes when you look up from your computer.

You don’t bother hiding the chuckle that leaves your lips at her antics. “Yeah, doctor’s orders.”

a/n: you do not want to know how many health sites i visited to learn about pelvic exams and gynecology. | main m.list

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 9 months

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hi! can i request ken x (male) reader who’s from texas and breaking ken’s idea of the patriarchy (mostly the realities of cowboy life lol) thank you!!

"Now what're you supposed to be, a cowboy or somethin'? Because it looks like you're goin' to a fashion show upstate."

Blinking owlishly, Ken spun around on his heels, coming face-to-face with you. He looked at your clothing up and down, noting you had a hat similar to his, along with ripped jeans, cowboy boots, and a buttoned plaid shirt.

His eyebrows furrowed with confusion, not seeing an apparent difference.

Nevertheless, he realized you were another human male who was trying to talk to him, and he was excited! This was his big chance to learn more about the patriarchy of the Real World!

But he didn't wanna let his eagerness show too much, so he leaned against a nearby pillar, keeping the books tucked against his side.

"Nah, I ain't goin' to no fashion show....partner..." He made a poor attempt at mimicking your accent, which he noted was heavily Southern, and it took all your willpower not to laugh your ass off.

Yet you couldn't help chuckling anyways, which made the blond pout as he adjusted the brim of his hat. "Awh I'm only teasin'." You shook your head. "I will say it does fit ya pretty good. Haven't seen anything like that back in Texas."

"...oh really? Thanks!" He put a big smile back on, trying to sound cool and casual. "Sounds like a fun place. I'm just here..seeing what this world's all about...getting accustomed to the patriarchy. Man, I wish Barbie told me about-"

"Hold on..." You stopped him in his tracks, being perplexed by several things he just said. "What about the patriarchy? You act as though it's a lifestyle-"

"Is it not? Because I see it all around us!" He spread his arms out. "It's incredible! Everything's backwards but yet...I'm just amazed! This world caters to us men!" Then he stepped closer, showing you the books in his hands depicting studies of horses and patriarchy, a sparkle in his eye. "Look, these books have already taught me so much!"

You blinked, taking one of them and frowning as you recognized the barcode as being from the school your cousin attended. "Ya realize you stole these from a school library, right-?"

"Back in Barbieland, we Kens had none of this stuff!!" He ignored your remark, yanking the book from your hands as he continued to babble on and on and how "awesome" the patriarchy is while pointing to a nearby horse statue.

He's acting as though this was the first time he's ever heard of it, firmly believing that it's all about men and horses.

That would've convinced you that this guy was either insane or living under a rock all his life....had he not mentioned "Barbieland", "Barbie", and "Ken".

'As in...the dolls my little cousins played with?' You pondered. 'Well it would certainly explain the outlandish outfit..and how it doesn't look like any lights are on upstairs...'

"So.." You cleared your throat, he was quick to shut up and let you continue, blinking as you offered your hand. "Before I forget...the name's [y/n]. A pleasure to meet ya."

He studied your gesture intensely, before putting forth his manliest handshake possible, his eyes lighting up when you laughed and complimented his strong grip. "And I'm Ken, the pleasure's all mine."

"Yeah, I figured."

"Well, [y/n]. You seem to embody everything a human man is, so...you got any advice for a fellow man who only just recently learned of all these great luxuries?" He raised an eyebrow.

You thought about it for a few moments, letting his hand go as your gaze went back to the books tucked under his arm. "Yeah, uh..for one, ya seem to be holdin' onto this "idea" that patriarchy's all about the horses. I hate to break it to ya....but it ain't that simple."

"....wait, it's not..?" He blinked in bewilderment, looking to the books and frowning. "Are you sure? Because these books told me-"

"They're outdated an' used for history projects at school. They don't accurately showcase modern cowboy culture, which is what ya seem to be enthralled with."

"...these don't???" His voice became higher-pitched, becoming utterly devastated that he was lied to. "But if it's not about horses..then...then what about the statues, hm? And those officers riding them?!"

"Ken..in this world anybody can ride a horse if they wanted to. You just happen to see more guys than gals doin' it."

"Oh..."

"Look, it's true that more men are in charge of stuff here in LA, but the patriarchy is really just a messy system that harms both sides." You frowned slightly. "It ain't somethin' I'd wanna idolize."

"...but why?"

You sighed, unsure of how you could possibly dumb it down for him even further. "'cuz it's turned some of my own friends and family into vile dirtbags who think the world owes them everything. I'd hate to see ya fall down that same pipeline."

He nodded in slight understanding, but seemed rather sad as he hugged the books to his chest, feeling like his dreams were shattered just as he began to realize them..

"I thought it was just like Barbieland..."

"Ya'll got a matriarchy there?"

"...I guess..? They write all the constitutions and stuff."

"And...how do they treat ya?"

"Like we're accessories." Ken huffed, eyebrows knitted together in frustration. "They aren't terrible, but...I only have a good day when Barbie looks at me..which...hasn't been happening lately. I was thinking if I could show her the cool horses and stuff...she'll see me differently. See me for the man I can be."

You never expected for this conversation to derail into you trying to resolve a doll's identity crisis, but it's clear he was holding onto the misconception that the "Real World" was just opposite of Barbieland--where men had it all here and ruled without flaw.

That was far from the truth.

"Now changin' yourself for a lady isn't what ya wanna do, son." You patted his shoulder, causing him to look up at you in astonishment. "You're good enough as you are. But I take it that deep down...ya just care about the horses?"

He nodded again.

"Then..how about instead of reading this misleading garbage--" You tapped the binder of one of the books "--ya talk to someone who's lived the authentic cowboy life? Somebody with experience?"

Looking all around, he seemed confused for a moment, before his gaze returned to yours. "Like....you?"

"Yup."

"Isn't being a man and wearing this not enough?"

"It's a wee bit more complicated than that. It's hard work. But if you're interested in that sort of life, I can tell ya all about it." You offered, smiling as you watched the grin return to his face.

"I'd love that. Now if I don't need these stupid books, then I'll just--" He went to toss the stack into the nearest trash bin, but you were quick to intervene.

"Hey, hey, hey! Ya can't just throw away school property like that!"

"...but you just called this "garbage"."

"It's a figure of speech, Ken." Sighing, you just shook your head, taking the books off his hands. "You'll learn a lot about that here. Let's just go return these and I'll tell ya all about my life back in Texas. Whatever ya wanna know, I'll do my best to answer."

Ken's eyes shimmered at the prospect of hanging out with another guy..like all the other humans he's seen. That's all he truly wanted, really--just to bond with someone and not be in some aggressive rivalry unlike what he had with the other Kens.

He's lucky he ran into you.

"Can I ask something now?"

"Sure..if it's less than ten words." You humored him.

"Do..you..own..horses..? That's four." He grinned, counting on his fingers just to be sure of it.

"I do. Poor things couldn't take the dry heat of Texas, so they came along with me in a truck. I'll show ya pictures after we return these books."

Ken nodded eagerly, unable to hide his excitement as he followed you back to the library, ready to learn more about your culture.

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gudfornuthin · 9 months

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Ken: Do you want to play 20 Questions?

Barbie: Sure!

Barbie: Whats your favorite color?

Ken, laser fucking focused: Triangle. Do you love me?

#barbie #barbie the movie #ken #incorrect quotes #ken x barbie #margot robbie #ryan gosling #ken x reader #barbie x reader

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aubeystawby · 9 months

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OPENING REQUESTS FOR THE BARBIE MOVIE!!!!

please send some requests in asap, ive had a sudden burst of inspiration and the movie is really fresh in my mind so if i get any request tonight then i can probably get them out within hours!!!

edit: also, i'd really appreciate it if you specify which ken or barbie you want in your request!! if you dont specify which ken ill assume you mean ryan gosling's and if you dont specify which barbie ill assume you mean margot robbie's!!

#also ill write probably any character!!#barbie 2023 x reader #barbie the movie x reader #barbie movie x reader #barbie x reader #barbie #barbie 2023 #the barbie movie #barbie movie 2023 #barbie the movie #barbie movie #ken x reader #allan x reader #allan barbie

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ryan-gooseing · 9 months

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We have our winner

Suspenders guy will be getting a part two. It may take a bit to complete though. I’ll try my best to get it done within a week or so

#barbie movie #ryan gooseing #allan #allan barbie #allan barbie movie #barbie #allan x reader #barbie movie x reader #barbie fanfic #barbie x reader #barbie allan #Ken x reader

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marvelobsessed134 · 5 months

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Fill you up

Part of the CEO!Barbie AU

Pairings: CEO!Barbie x Fem!reader

Warnings: cum filled strap, breeding, mommy kink, top!barbie, sub!reader, slight degradation, pregnancy kink, fingering, and I think that’s it.

Summary: You’ve been living with Barbie for awhile now, and she thinks it’s finally time to make you hers forever

It was a normal day in your shared mansion with Barbie. You were folding laundry while she was working in her office upstairs. Or so you thought. Because the next thing you knew, you felt arms wrap around your waist and a hard bulge pressed against your ass.

“Hi babygirl.” She rasped, kissing down your neck while her hand snuck into your leggings and panties, feeling the wetness that was already gathering inside.

“So wet already, were you thinking about mommy?”

“Yes, I’m always- always thinking about you.” You moaned when her fingers slipped easily inside, pumping in and out at a steady pace. Her thumb rubbed your clit as well.

“Oh mommy.” You moaned.

“Such a good girl, always wet for mommy. And still so tight, taking me so well.” The blonde groaned when she felt you clench around her.

“I’m gonna cum!” You cried.

“Cum for me, that’s it, good girl.” You released your juices all over her. She took her fingers out and sucked them clean, moaning at your taste.

“Today is a very special day because mommy got a strap filled with real cum so I can get you pregnant. M’gonna get you pregnant before making you my wife. How does that sound?” You’ve never wanted anything more in your entire life!

“Y-yes mommy sounds so good! Want you to claim me please.”

She hummed in approval before taking you to her office. You knew what was going to happen. Barbie loved to bend you over her desk.

“Strip for me babygirl.” Your girlfriend commanded and you obeyed, taking off your leggings and crop top. Barbie loved the way your tits bounced when you took off your shirt. She walked towards you, playing with your nipples. “So beautiful my love.” She whispered before kissing you. “Now get my cock all nice and wet for you.”

You got on your knees and pulled her pants down while she stool off her shirt. The strap sprang out and you couldn’t believe how big it was and how it looked like a real cock. But you’ll always prefer her pink one.

You licked from the base to the tip before taking it into you mouth, choking and bobbing your head. “There you go, take my cock inside your small mouth.” Barbie groaned, fisting some of your hair as you continued to suck.

“Fuck, bend over my desk baby come on.” You quickly took it out of your mouth, seeing it was covered in your saliva and got into position on the desk.

You felt your arousal drip down your legs, you are embarrassingly wet. Sucking the strap always made you so turned on and Barbie knew that. Sometimes she’d wake up to you in the middle of the night putting it on her so you could suck her off.

You twitched when she teased the tip of it at your entrance. “Do you want it?” You could hear the smirk in her voice.

“Yes mommy, want your cock so bad. Need it please!” You we’re crying at this point begging for her to fuck you senseless and breed you full.

“Good girl.” The blonde whispered before pushing into you, stretching you out like you’ve never been before. You moaned loudly, gripping the edge of the desk as she began to thrust into you. “Oh fuck!” You moaned.

“Good girl, taking my dick so well. So fucking tight.” Your girlfriend groaned. Her movements became harder and faster, fucking into you with so much force.

“Mommy!!!” You moaned.

“Yeah you like that? Fuck, such a pretty little slut for me to use whenever I want.”

You felt yourself get closer and closer to the edge. “m’gonna cum mommy please let me cum oh-“

“Yes go ahead baby, cum for me. Gonna cum inside you.” Once you clenched around the strap you felt cum release inside of you as you came. Your eyes widened in surprise, relishing in the feeling of being filled.

“Yeah, filling you up with my child right now sweetheart.” Barbie moaned, smacking your ass.

Your mouth was wide open as you regained your breath while she slowed down her movements.

“Good girl, you’re gonna be such a good little mommy. I think there’s still some left if you wanna taste?”

With that, you scrambled back onto your knees, feeling the cum leak out of you, and Immediately started sucking again. You tasted your own cum as you squeezed the tip and let some of the hot, salty cum out onto your tongue. “Such a cock slut.” Barbie chuckled.

You rolled your eyes back at the taste before cleaning yourself up and -failing- to stand up. “Aww poor baby. Come here.” She opened her arms and picked you up, carrying you into your shared master bathroom, sitting you on the counter while she ran a bath.

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