#ken x driver

[ken-dom]

It’s Crazy How I Need Your Friction

Ken x Driver

3.5k words

∘₊✧ Summary: Driver didn’t mind the occasional mess, because Ken always cleaned up after himself. He didn’t care very much for horses, either, but they made Ken happy and he liked Ken to be happy. He hadn’t, however, been so keen on Ken’s recent obsession with tools. At least, not to begin with.

∘₊✧ Author’s notes: Thank you to my big sister K for reading this weeks ago and then reading it again when I finally got motivation to finish it. Motivation also provided by her and our delightful, never ending Driver conversation! Title from Kiss Me You Animal by Burn The Ballroom, recommended by Sascha 💖

∘₊✧ Warnings/content: NSFW, masturbation, use of vibrator, dry humping, mentioned hand jobs and blow jobs, overstimulation, blood mention, crying, hammer kink - but specifically Driver’s hammer, copious amounts of glizz!

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Driver’s bland apartment had been much more a home since Ken had been around to brighten the place up.

There were always little surprises awaiting him when he returned, like when Ken tried baking for the first time and Driver found flour on every possible surface, between the bedsheets and dusted over the bathroom sink. But the extravagantly iced cupcakes smelled heavenly and tasted as incredible as Ken himself; Driver couldn’t ever get enough of that sweet pink glitter, and that night it was only improved by the butter icing smeared over Ken’s pretty face and bare chest.

Then there was the time Ken had come by a new horse themed blanket to throw over the otherwise dull two-seat sofa. Driver, never having been one for spending a great deal of time on soft furnishings at all, thought it was the softest texture he’d ever touched and fell asleep stroking the fleece with his fingertips while listening to Ken witter on endlessly and eagerly about his favourite horse facts.

Driver didn’t mind the occasional mess, because Ken always cleaned up after himself. He didn’t care very much for horses, either, but they made Ken happy and he liked Ken to be happy.

He hadn’t, however, been so keen on Ken’s recent obsession with tools. At least, not to begin with.

Ken had seen Driver come home with what he had learned was a hammer tucked into the back of his trousers one night, and after a brief explanation from Driver, his perfect doll had asked far too many questions for his liking.

Ever since then, and much to Driver’s dismay, Ken had been somewhat fixated. He wasn’t sure what exactly it was about the hammer that captivated him, but it seemed to stir something inside. Something thrilling. The same kind of feeling he got when Driver touched him in certain places, or kissed his neck. Tingly. Exciting.

‘Show me how you use it?’ he’d asked breathlessly while Driver was laid between his thighs, rolling his hips to slide their slick lengths together, lips hot against Ken’s neck, and Driver would shake his head without a word, rutting faster against his doll to distract his mind from the thought.

‘Where do you take it?’ he’d questioned with a whine as Driver wrapped his elegant, gloved hand around Ken’s pretty cock and pumped painfully slowly a few nights later.

‘Focus on my touch,’ Driver instructed plainly, swiping his thumb over Ken’s shimmering tip and eliciting a thick pearl of glittering precum and a hungry little groan.

Ken forgot about it soon enough.

‘Can you use it on me?’ he’d asked the next week.

That was the question that finally made Driver freeze up.

They were sitting on the soft horse blanket watching TV together, Drivers fingers sliding over the fleece in soothing, repetitive patterns with Ken’s perfectly pedicured feet resting on his lap.

‘Please?’ Ken pushed. ‘I want to see how it… feels…’

Driver’s fingers stopped rubbing at the blanket and he turned to look at Ken. His cheeks were flushed, pupils dilated, an enticing bulge steadily growing in his ridiculously sexy grey sweatpants.

‘No,’ Driver said softly but firmly, sparkling eyes flicking back up to Kens pleading ones.

‘Oh, please… you look so good with it. So strong and-’

Driver crawled forward and sealed his lips over Kens, heated and forceful.

‘You’re better than that, Ken,’ Driver breathed against those perfect lips, a hard bulge tenting in his jeans, now, too.

And then Ken’s vision blurred as Driver dipped lower, pulled down those grey sweatpants and wrapped his mouth around Ken’s pretty, throbbing cock.

****

Two days later, there was something waiting for Ken when he dragged himself out of bed and shuffled through to the kitchen.

Driver had usually left the apartment by the time Ken woke up, which was no surprise. Since living in the real world, some days Ken could sleep in until lunch and still take an afternoon nap. How humans did so much without rest caused his head to ache if he thought about it for too long.

This morning (or was it afternoon now?), beside Ken’s horse mug, prepared with a strawberry tea bag, and a full kettle ready to boil at the touch of a button on the counter, was a plain white box wrapped with a pink bow, a short message jotted on the front in neat black ink.

TO MY PRETTY DOLL, Ken recognised Driver’s all-caps handwriting immediately, SOMETHING A LITTLE SAFER FOR YOU TO PLAY WITH. BE GOOD FOR ME UNTIL I’M HOME.

The message was signed off with a little winking face that made Ken’s heart flutter. Be good with a wink usually seemed to mean it was ok to be naughty from what he’d understood of the real world so far.

Ken’s brow furrowed and his head tilted to the side as he unwrapped the bow and slid the lid off the box. Inside was a charging cable, a small bottle of liquid, and a brand new hammer.

It didn’t look like Driver’s hammer. It wasn’t made of heavy looking metal, it was pink, which immediately delighted Ken, and it had three buttons near the top. The handle was textured with a soft twisted groove running around it, rounded rather pleasantly at the end. It looked soft and hard in equal measures and something about that made Ken’s core clench.

He carefully removed the hammer from the packaging and held the tool in his palm, gently running his fingers over the soft silicone, wondering what the buttons were for. Driver’s hammer didn’t have buttons.

He pressed the one in the centre of the three, displaying what he had recently learned was the universal symbol for on/off, and upon feeling the effect it had, immediately dropped it.

The hammer buzzed across the counter top, having vibrated quite vigorously in Ken’s grip, and as much as it had surprised him, it had also turned his eyes wide.

This was no hammer, Ken realised, it was a sex toy. The first one he’d seen for real. The first one he’d held. And it was all his.

He watched in awe as his new toy juddered along, feeling a familiar sort of power pump through his veins.

Did Driver want him to use it? He wasn’t sure exactly how to do that. He could figure it out, though, he was sure. Maybe there would be an instruction manual. Like the one included with the coffee table flat pack they’d bought, which Driver assembled while Ken watched, hard and panting by the time Driver had finished with the screwdriver.

Giggling at how the toy had felt against his palm, he picked it up and switched it off, heading straight back to bed with the box tucked under his arm like he meant business and his head held high with a determined grin pulling at his lips.

Settling into place, cross-legged on the unmade bed, he popped the bottle of liquid from the packaging, and discovered a folded piece of paper hidden under it.

Beneath the brand name and and a bold subtitle of Vibrates on all ends!, the paper contained instructions in impossibly minuscule text. Much to Ken’s relief, as he scanned down the paper he found little drawings showing how each button worked, how to charge the toy, and how to use each part.

His cheeks burned the more he looked at the little images. Driver had chosen this toy especially for him, and wherever he was right now, he’d know Ken was using it. His heart began to pound in his chest.

A quiet little whine filled the otherwise silent room, Ken’s cock was already leaking in anticipation. He was sure he could learn by doing rather than being shown… Driver wouldn’t have trusted him with it otherwise, would he?

He dropped back onto the pillows and shimmied his joggers down, gasping at the cool air stinging his heated flesh. He grabbed the hammer and, watching carefully, dragged the head of it slowly up the underside of his length, collecting a thick pearl of sparkly precum from the tip, holding it there as his chest heaved.

Hand shaking, his thumb moved to hover over the on/off button again, and swallowing hard, Ken started up the vibration.

A high pitched moan echoed around the whole apartment. The vibration was a little strong to start with, so he quickly played with the top button to adjust the strength, groaning in relief when he found the perfect setting.

His cock was throbbing already, and aching to be touched. He pushed the head of the hammer lower, pressing it against the base of his cock before gradually pulling it back up, feeling every jolt of the vibrator in minute detail.

Ken’s free hand balled into a tight fist, twisting the sheets beneath him in his grip, and his head dropped back against the pillow as his back arched off the bed.

It felt like nothing he could ever have imagined, his whole body completely lost in the rapture of the vibration, shooting sensations he’d never before felt through his whole body. All thought had vanished in a haze of overwhelming bliss and in the midst of a loud string of weak, hungry moans, a guttural, drawn out growl erupted from his throat as a hot rope of glittery slick shot up over his stomach and coated his smooth skin with a pretty, pink release.

Ken never had much of a refractory period. He wasn’t sure if it was due to having been a doll in Barbieland – Ken was made to be used in whichever way the person playing with him saw fit. Or perhaps it was because since he became human and discovered so many new physical sensations, he had been insatiably horny to make up for all that genital-less time.

In any event, he was hard again almost immediately, and, ignoring the pink shimmer drying on his stomach, he immediately pressed the vibrator to hip tip again, long fingers wrapping around his sensitive cock to stroke his shaft, pumping lightly.

He imagined what Driver might do if he saw him like this, with that dangerous glint in his handsome eyes; the look that fascinated Ken… flicking away his toothpick to focus his mouth on lapping up the mess Ken had made instead, before helping him make another one-

And here it was. With a shout, and a much more furious pump of his fist, he released another helping of that delicious pink cum Driver seemed to love so much.

Ken’s breath had turned heavy. Two orgasms in and he usually started to feel a little tired out, even if he knew could go for a couple more rounds. But this was different; all he felt was a burning sensation in the pit of his stomach, his cock barely softening before standing to attention again, his heart racing.

He wanted more.

It was like the first time Driver made him cum. A simple hand job inside his trousers, but it made Ken so hungry for whatever that feeling was, he had to run off to the bathroom to jerk himself off three more times before his body would calm, each time trying to replicate the feeling Driver had given him, but never quite reaching it.

He’d never touched himself before, and it was intense and exciting and a little bit naughty. And when he asked Driver if it was normal, he’d simply replied with a quiet chuckle and a shrug. Later, as they were falling asleep, Driver had whispered, ‘I would’ve taken care of it for you, you know. If you’d wanted,’ and just like that Ken was hard again.

Ken tried to let his breath settle for a moment, and whilst still, he wondered when Driver would be home. He missed him, which wasn’t unusual after only an hour apart, but he also longed to show him how the hammer felt. He knew Driver would want to watch from the chair in the corner while Ken played out all the ways he’d used it today, and it made Ken’s core (and heart) ache. But he also wanted to use it on Driver, to make his eyes roll back and his breath catch and his cock throb just like his own had.

Mmh. Driver’s cock. Suddenly, Ken felt the desire to be filled to the brim, and reached for the little bottle of lube. His fingers wandered down between his legs to find his hole, trying to remember how Driver always did it.

With a generous squirt of the cool liquid, he pushed a finger inside and gasped, pumping carefully before daring to add another. His cock twitched as he fucked into himself, but he ignored it for now, wanting to get the handle of that hammer inside him before he came again this time.

His mind wandered to how this had all started – Driver’s hammer, and how he’d fantasized about him pulling it out of the back of his jeans and dragging it down Ken’s chest, hooking it inside the waistband his trousers to rip them off, and then fucking him with it, hard and fast until Ken saw stars.

He slid his fingers out and grabbed the hammer once again, hastily coating it with lube before slowly pushing it inside with a strangled, ‘Augh!’ when it reached that spot inside that made his toes curl. 

It felt different to Driver. Not bad, just different. 

He fumbled for the buttons and started up the soft vibration again, gentle, but as it turned out, very effective.

He writhed around on the bed, trying to find the perfect position to fuck himself, and ended up laid on his side with his knees drawn up to his chest, one hand controlling the thrusting of the hammer and the other wrapped loosely around his cock, massaging lightly.

****

When Driver returned, the pleasant scent of strawberry milk hit him like a tonne of bricks. He clicked the front door shut quietly behind him as he considered the options. Knowing Ken the way he did, it could mean one of two things; either Ken made a copious amount of milkshakes and had coated half the kitchen in pink, creamy liquid, which wouldn’t surprise Driver at all, or Ken had a very good time with the toy he’d left for him.

One of Driver’s favourite things about being intimate with Ken was the reward of his pink, sparkly, artificial strawberry scented seed he got every time he made him cum. It had of course been a talking point when he’d first seen it, after the initial phase of handjobs inside trousers and dry humping while they made out. And Driver could never get enough of it. He was sure he never would.

He didn’t want to disturb Ken, so he moved carefully. If he was lucky, he could watch for a while, see how Ken liked to use the hammer when he was alone. This was a slightly dangerous idea, since he knew he would cum in his pants from the sight alone, but he really he wanted to fuck Ken for himself after knowing he’d played with his toy all day.

Stuffing his gloves into his back pocket, he passed the sofa, and, finding no evidence of Ken, peered around the corner to the bed.

Ah. There he was. Sprawled out on his front, the pink hammer held loosely in his palm between his perfect ass cheeks.

Snoring.

Driver sighed, soft and dreamy. His pretty doll had worn himself out.

‘Had fun, baby?’ he smiled, crouching by the bed and softly stroking Ken’s cheek.

He swallowed hard when Ken shifted and revealed a big, pink stain, subtly shimmering in the low light. Running his fingers through the sticky pool, he couldn’t help but raise his fingertips to his lips and savour what he’d collected, cock straining in his jeans as soon as the taste spread over his tongue.

He bit down on his toothpick, jaw clenching as he attempted to calm himself. Taking a deep, steadying breath, he stood to clean up his doll and tuck him comfortably into bed. 

Ken continued to snore contentedly as Driver moved around the bed and knelt on the mattress behind him. When Driver’s careful fingers wrapped around the hammer to remove and clean it, Ken moaned. Really moaned, and began to push his hips back, seeking the feeling again.

Driver froze, dropping the toy and waiting to see if Ken was waking up or having what he supposed would be classed as a wet dream.

Ken’s hand felt around haphazardly for the vibrator, instead coming into contact with the arm Driver was using to prop himself up.

Ken’s eyes flew open and he flipped onto his back in one swift motion, screaming dramatically until he realised it was just his lover returned home.

Driver smiled down at him with a crooked, mildly naughty smirk, and Ken blushed crimson.

‘Th-thank you for the- the-’ he tried, trailing off as the realisation hit him that he was lying in a pool of his own cum, the rest of it drying against his skin. And that he was hard again.

‘How many times?’ Driver asked simply. His voice was delicate and laced with lust.

Ken lifted his hands to count on his fingers, flicking them up one by one as he tried to remember. He got lost somewhere along the way and started again with a furrowed brow, clearly losing track again and growling in frustration.

Driver wrapped his soft hands around Ken’s wrists and lowered them for him.

‘Hey, it doesn’t matter. One more – for me?’

Panting, Ken nodded, and Driver smiled, collecting up the toy and switching it on. The vibration seemed a little slow, like it needed charging, and Ken must have known this to be the case because he averted his gaze, cheeks glowing again.

Briefly, Driver wondered if the vibration would be strong enough to satisfy him, but going by the way Ken was leaking already, he thought he might be just sensitive enough for it not to matter.

He positioned himself above Ken, watching his perfect doll’s chiselled chest heave with need, the scent of strawberry overwhelming his senses now he was closer. His knee was slippery and wet through his jeans where he’d knelt in a patch of glittery cum. His cock throbbed, and he knew they’d be damp at the crotch soon, too.

Cautiously, Driver pressed the flat part of the hammer to the underside of Ken’s sensitive cock and watched it throb, too. Ken covered his face with his hands, so overwhelmed with pleasure he wondered whether he could physically take any more, despite how much he wanted it. He whimpered so weakly that Driver almost moaned, but managed to swallow it down before it slipped out.

Tears pricked at Ken’s eyes as Driver slid the hammer upwards, collecting a sparkling string of precum on the way to his steadily leaking tip, where he pressed the vibrator a little firmer. Even with the vibration running low, that’s all it took for Ken to fall apart once again, more strawberry shimmer erupting from his tip as tears flooded his cheeks, his back arched and his fingers gripped onto Driver’s jacket sleeves as if for dear life.

The most desperate, choked out sound he’d ever made ripped from his throat, and it sounded almost like pain. Driver practically swooned.

He had long since forgotten that he wanted to bury himself inside Ken; the sight of his pleasure mingled exhaustion from too many orgasms proved more than enough to bring him of, and he spilled, hot and wet inside his underwear, dropping down onto Ken and bucking his hips erratically against the doll’s firm thigh to chase some friction as his release took hold and stained the front of his jeans a darker shade of blue.

He rolled off Ken, hammer in one hand and Ken, sobbing and trembling now, seeking his other hand to hold. There was a long, comfortable silence as they both took the time to recover, and Ken snuggled into Driver’s side, beginning to doze off again pretty quickly. His free fingers tightly gripped onto his lover’s lightly blood-splattered shirt under that quilted jacket, and the mechanic laid beneath his doll with a satisfied smirk pulling hard at his lips.

It felt nice to be wanted. To be useful to someone. Someone he cared about, no less.

Driver tenderly kissed the top of Ken’s bleach blonde head and when he’d caught his breath, he took the opportunity to carefully slip away, clean himself up and change, run a bath for Ken and order them both some food.

They could sleep on the horse blanket tonight, fall asleep to one of Ken’s cutesy films on the sofa while the hammer was plugged in to charge, and worry about the bedsheets tomorrow.

#not s f w 💀 #ken x driver #ryan gosling #barbie 2023 #drive 2011 #ken fic #driver fic #ryan gosling smut #ryan gosling fic #ken smut #driver smut #glizz #rg intershipping #ken-dom writes

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[danime25]

Doing a little thing with @drivinmeinsane for the holiday season! Thank you for writing with me during this

Here is the masterlist for my 12 days of Goosemas fics! Fics starring characters played by Ryan Gosling. I hope you'll all enjoy!

My timezone is GMT-9 and I'll be posting starting on December 12th at Midnight, with a fic uploaded every day until the 24th.

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' Last Christmas: Colt Seavers/Reader (SFW)

Wrapped Up In You: Sierra Six/Reader (SFW)

Nog On The Noggin': Holland March/Reader (SFW)

Silent Night: Lars Lindstrom/Reader (NSFW)

Wonderful Christmastime: Lars Lindstrom/Reader (NSFW)

Santa Baby: Holland March/Jackson Healy (SFW)

Rockin' Around: Sebastian Wilder/Reader (SFW)

Silver Bells and Silver Screens: Ken/Reader (SFW)

Mistletoe: Holland March/Reader (NSFW)

Winter Wonderland: Driver/Ken (SFW)

Jingle All The Way: Sierra Six/Reader (SFW)

A Christmas Miracle: Sebastian Wilder/Reader (NSFW)

#my writing #my fics #my fanfiction #ryan gosling #barbie #barbie movie #the barbie movie #ken barbie #ken #ryan gosling ken #ken x reader #ken x driver #la la land #sebastian wilder #sebastian wilder x reader #the nice guys #holland march #jackson healy x holland march #holland march x reader #lars and the real girl #lars lindstrom #lars lindstrom x reader #the fall guy #colt seavers #colt seavers x reader #drive 2011 #driver #the gray man #sierra six #sierra six x reader

[drivinmeinsane]

i want that essay about six x k!! im curious to know what your favorite ryguy ships are because you write some interesting ones. what about your least favorites too?

Thank you for the question! I'm not sure I can ethically subject anyone to that essay, anon, it'd just be the ramblings of a madman. However, I'll let some of it slip through in response to your ask. Just for you. ♥

I narrowed my favorites down to three and provided explanations of sorts for all of them. Spoiler alert, they're not short and probably don't make a lot of sense. (；′⌒`)

»{ Driver x Ken

Ken desperately needs to be provided for. He withers and dies if not wanted, sincerely or not. He’ll accept someone’s false desire no matter how hollow it leaves him. He snaps up scraps of affection like a starving dog. He's bossy and flashy as a show of false bravado to cover up his deep insecurities and abandonment issues. There's that desire in him to be a little plaything, to let someone else call the shots. He’s very susceptible to being molded into whatever form someone else desires. He wants to be the “and Ken” even as he tries to figure out what it means to be himself. Driver has a deep seated need to be needed, being wanted is just a cherry on top. He's obsessive and territorial. He never got to keep anything for himself. The effect his parents had on him is clear. There’s traces in him of the way that his mom kept bugs trapped under drinking glasses until they suffocated rather than let them go. There’s flashes of casual brutality in him that echos when she took two knives to his father’s throat at the kitchen table. His father’s only need of him was to aid him in stealing, but found himself discarded the moment he hit his growth spurt and became too tall. He latched onto a childhood friend, carries pieces of his time with him and his family with him (his love of Mexican food among other things). His foster family didn’t need him, not really, so he left to find someone who did. He lets Shannon undercut him because Shannon finds him useful. He’s the best wheelman in the city and an excellent mechanic because it means people rely on him. He can taste being the most important person in their lives for just a moment. He's made himself as indispensable as possible, always chasing the dragon. He would destroy himself to be needed, never mind anyone else in his path. Driver latches onto Ken, because Ken needs him in order to survive in the real world. He’s needed more by him than anyone has never needed him, and oh, he revels in that need. In return for Ken’s reliance, Driver wants him, wants him so badly that he would throw any semblance of sanity out the window. He doesn’t ask questions of Ken’s circumstances, doesn’t want to know the hows and the whys, lest it break the spell. Ken can place the fragility of himself in Driver’s hands and know that Driver still wants him despite it. He can trust Driver to shape him with the careful touch of a mechanic, fine tune all the parts of him until there’s nothing else but tender maintenance. There’s no scraps here, it is a sickening feast of devotion and Ken will gorge himself. Driver will suffocate Ken under a glass and Ken will help Driver place it over him.

»{ Officer K x Sierra Six

There’s nothing truly real in K’s life. Everything is pretend, playacting, a pantomime of something greater. He is so wrapped up in the desire to be a real human being to the point where he does stop to consider the ways that he already is. He has his own humanity, his own soul, his own emotions. He doesn’t address the human quality of the drive to want. Instead, he yearns until it kills him and what is more human than that? He craves a family, craves connections. K patches together what he can. He finds a mother, a father, a wife. He collects things from replicants that he’s retired. He’s trying to make up a soul from pieces of others. He’s desperately reaching out only to hit walls. No one is reaching out for him in return. He’s nothing more than a means to an end, a tool. Six sacrifices himself, goes where he’s pointed, throws himself in the path of destruction over and over for people that he loves. He lets himself be injured, lets himself be thrown away, lets himself be used. All in the name of love and duty. He does not stop to contemplate what he is or what he might be. There is no chase for a deeper meaning of what it means to be human. He just simply is what he is because there is no time to be anything but that. He doesn’t have the time to examine his feelings. Tools don’t think. They are reflections of each other. Two men without human names, treated as objects. Their autonomy is of no consequence. They were two scared boys standing up for what was theirs only to become two scared men willing to die for what matters to them. K would be forced to see Six as a person. Perhaps he would realize that if the other individual is human, K must be as well because they are the same. Six would finally be able to open the lid on the swirl of thoughts inside him, to share a part of himself with someone who would understand. They could gather up the scraps of their lives and put them together to make something meaningful. Family. K would reach out to his mirror image only for it to do the same and meet him palm to palm. Flesh to flesh. Interlinked at last. Maybe the burden of what he has have done wouldn’t weigh so heavily on Six with someone else’s equally tainted hands on the stone beside his. Maybe the boulder wouldn’t roll back down the hill.

»{ Henry Letham x Sam Foster

No matter what, Henry is hell bound. He can’t imagine a happy ending for himself. He has woven a tangled web of destruction and self-flagellation that I think holds true even if he hadn’t been going through the events of the movie. He’s an artist with the flair for the extreme. He’s obsessive and ruminates over the same things over and over, wringing out every ounce of meaning. He assigns significance where there is none. Sam is a fixer. Despite his own mental well-being, he has to try to save others. He cannot sit by passively. It’s that kind of attitude that gets him crouching beside a dying man on a bridge at night. Outwardly, he has it all together, sensible. He is likely the model image of a good doctor, going above and beyond for those under his care. Henry would haunt Sam, consume his thoughts. Sam would let Henry infect him. They are intertwined and neither wants to truly break free. Henry finds a captive audience in Sam. He’s able to admit things to him he would never say to anyone else, couldn’t say to anyone else. Henry is Sam’s destruction in any reality. Sam will never not be too late to save Henry.

+ Shoutouts to Holland March x Jackson Healy. I really like the ship but would never write for it without my bestie, @danime25, collabing with me. It just doesn't scratch that itch in my brain in a way that makes me want to go solo.

Also, I'm not going to dive into ships I dislike here. I might be a hater, but I'm not going to hate publicly. This sideblog is for fun. We're all just celebrating the RyGos boys here so I just want to focus on what I do enjoy. ♪(´▽｀)

Feel free to share your thoughts. I'm always down to talk about these guys.

#.from you #.ask #driver x ken #ken x driver #driver #ken #drive (2011) #officer k x sierra six #sierra six x officer k #blade runner 2049 #stay (2005) #henry letham #henry letham x sam foster #sam foster #officer k #sierra six #.my thoughts #.bee speaks

[podiumdan]

and he’s just ken 🩷

#hi hello I’m coming out of retirement to post my lil barbie edit #Daniel rejoins the grid & I do another video edit ..coincidence???? #hope u like it #f1 #f1edit #barbie x f1 #multiple drivers #we are all barbies & they’re just kens 🩷

[ilovebladerunners]

✰; ABOUT ME AND MY ACC + MASTERLIST ⪼

My name is Adrian, I’m a new writer who goes by he/him/she/her. A few things to know about me is that I am a major Ryan Gosling fan and will mainly write about him. I’m heavily fixated on Bladerunner 2049 and Officer K, and he is currently my favorite Ryan Gosling character!

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➤; WHAT DO I MAINLY WRITE ABOUT?

— I write the usual fluff, angst, and smut topics, but not that great in smut.

— I can write all types of readers, fem/afab, male/amab, trans or non-binary, gender neutral, etc!

— I take all types of requests and will usually say when or when they are not open! You can always talk to me there and share ideas!

➤; WHAT DO I NOT WRITE ABOUT?

— I don’t not write most fetishes or kinks that include nasty things. I will occasionally write about blood or piss kinks though.

— R@pe and non-con is something I steer away from, I only write about dubcon sometimes.

— I don’t not write about actors and their lives with the reader!

— Dead dove do not eat works are a maybe.

— The stuff I don’t write about usually varies and depends on what the requests are!

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★; MY MASTERLIST || ꨄ FLUFF | ★ SMUT | ✘ ANGST |

OFFICER K —

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KEN —

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DRIVER —

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HOLLAND MARCH —

* Holland March Body Worshipping (gn reader) ★

SIERRA SIX —

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LARS LINDSTROM —

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SEBASTIAN WILDER —

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COLT SEAVERS —

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HENRY LETHAM —

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NOAH CALHOUN —

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RICHARD HAYWOOD —

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JULIAN THOMPSON —

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DEAN PEREIRA —

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JACOB PALMER —

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DAN DUNNE —

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LUKE GLANTON —

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AND MORE TO COME SOON !

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#ryan gosling #ryan gosling characters #ken x reader #officer k x reader #driver x reader #holland march x reader #sierra six x reader #court gentry x reader #lars lindstrom x reader #sebastian wilder x reader #colt seavers x reader #henry letham x reader #noah calhoun x reader #richard haywood x reader #julian thompson x reader #fluff #smut #angst

[svblimes]

'waiting for you' - driver x ken

» summary: simple fluff between driver and ken. implied established relationship

» cw: none

» word count: 391

(touch: sitting on the other's lap) - requested by @joes-eyelashes

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With the haze thickening and traffic diverting in downtown Los Angeles comes the tranquility of returning home to his lonely refuge. Dust and grime littered his satin jacket, a sign he had been behind the wheel for stunt work. It was finally time to rest for the day.

As he unlocked the apartment door, Driver diverts his attention to the loveseat in the small living area, the small television playing a cooking program on soft volume. The cushion looked as though someone had previously sat there.

"I'm back." Driver eventually spoke to what appeared to be no one until Ken leaned out from the bathroom doorway wearing light blue sweatpants, his sun-kissed chest exposed and bleach-blonde hair combed back, toothbrush sticking out from his mouth.

"Driver! Welcome home!" He chirped, putting the toothbrush down in its assigned glass. "How'd the movie stuff go?"

Driver placed his jacket on the living room table and sat on the couch, leaning back against the cushions, relieved to be able to settle in.

He watched the other man gleefully rush over and sit on his lap, a defined arm wrapped around his shoulders.

"It was good. Did a couple of flips on the track today." The mechanic replied, the faintest smirk forming on his lips. "Miss me?"

Ken sighed and nodded, gazing at Driver with adoration only he could give. Smiling a little wider, Driver threaded his fingers through Ken's damp hair, inviting him to nestle closer on his lap.

They sat in silence, listening to the sound of each other's breathing and the sound of the TV. Both men grew drowsier by the second as they relished this intimate moment.

Driver's jaw clenched as he held back a yawn and the ex-doll giggled softly.

"You're not gonna let me shower, are you?" Driver mused as Ken's body weight got heavier on top of him.

Ken shook his head, both of his arms wrapping securely around the mechanic's torso. He had been getting comfortable sitting on Driver like this, his lips now pressed against his neck.

"Can I just stay here?" He asked. "You're comfy."

The quiet mechanic sighed, giving in to Ken's desires, allowing him to curl up against him. A hum of approval emitted from Driver's throat and Ken happily nuzzled his shoulder.

"'Night." He whispered, gently pressing his lips to his head.

#.myfic #driver x ken #prompt rq #ryan gosling #.myart

[stupidfuckingwindow]

Alright, gang. I've got to get back into the habit of trying to write in my free time. It's gonna be smut and will take a little while, but I need input from yall for help.

#ryan gosling #n.sfw. #ryan gosling x reader #driver #drive (2011) #julian thompson #only god forgives #ryan gosling's ken #barbie (2023) #richard haywood #murder by numbers 2002 #officer k #kd6 3.7 #blade runner 2049

[steve-the-plant-guy]

Looking for someone who might be interested in a Ryan Gosling rp? I'm looking to mix up his characters in one storyline 🎥 I can play multiples and I love a good double

#ryan gosling #the place beyond the pines #luke glanton #drive #movies #drive 2011 #active rp #driver #barbie #ken x reader #im just ken #murder by numbers

[ken-f-cker]

ken putting together his own driving outfit... pink henley under a pink moto jacket, high waisted light wash jeans, and these:

#driver x ken #drive 2011 #ken barbie #it's tagged driver x ken because driver helps him put the gloves on homoerotically

[ken-dom]

Kisses #48 Driver and Ken??^^

Kisses 48. kisses to shut them up

∘₊✧ Driver x Ken

∘₊✧ One nsfw sentence toward the end, kissing but it's kinda cnc, violence mentions, sedation mention, I wouldn't really call it fluff but it's not exactly smut either so... somewhere in between

∘₊✧────────────────✧₊∘

Driver's mind was heavy. He'd not long ago told a guy who recognised him from a job a bit too loudly that he would kick his teeth in, when Ken arrived back from the bathroom, yapping on and on with mindless drivel about whatever had captivated him tonight.

It was Driver of course. Driver always captivated Ken by the end of an evening, and being in a diner made no exception to that rule.

While carefree Ken enjoyed his waffles, Driver stared forward, chewing his pie.

Ken, with his bright shirt and garish enthusiasm drew attention everywhere he went, and Driver needed that to stop right now. His ears were buzzing, his skin was beginning to feel prickly, he was too hot.

He would never wish his wrath on Ken, though. He’d feel guilty for subjecting him to it, of course, but he also knew that Ken would scream, and Ken's screams tended to alert a whole town - let alone startle a tiny diner full of people. Shutting him up would need to be a much more careful affair altogether. He would need to sedate him, and there was only one way to do that.

'You have such a handsome profile,' Ken sighed as Driver tuned back in to find the right moment.

Ken propped his jaw against his fist and gazed dreamily across at his Driver. 'That means the side of your face,' he went on, fingers giving a little demonstration, 'like the shape of your nose and- mmh!!'

Kens lips were as sweet as ever. Sugar-coated with icing sugar, yes, but naturally pleasant to press against one’s own.

Driver's sly tongue found easy entry into Ken's mouth, and when Ken got over the initial shock of this new development, his tongue lapped at the mechanic's with fervour.

Driver held back a moan, reminding himself that he needed to keep composure, that he could lose himself in Ken's sugary kiss and groan, as deep and guttural as he needs to, into his doll's mouth in bed later while he ruts against that sculpted body like an animal, but for now, he needs to remain in control of himself.

His hand, well practised by now, but shaky with adrenaline nonetheless, slid up to Ken's long, thick, neck, fingers and thumb pinching at the nape as he reluctantly pulled back and pressed his forehead to the doll’s instead.

Ken had melted. Completely silent but for his heaving breaths, and utterly weak in Driver's grip. He really would let this man do anything he wanted with him.

The fingers of Driver's free hand traced Ken's quivering bottom lip.

'Go get in the car. I'm taking you home.'

#not s f w 💀 #ken x driver #driver x ken #ken #driver #ryan gosling #ryan gosling x reader #barbie 2023 #drive 2011 #ken-dom answers #writing game

[planetpiastri]

pairing: lando norris x fem!reader [no faceclaim, reader is faceless] summary: yn and lando are couple goals around the mclaren garage, but they don't want oscar to feel left out. the problem? oscar would very much like to be left out. notes: school has finally released me from its chokehold so i'm doing my part in filling the winter break void. part 2 of my logan smau is in the works, but in the meantime, here's this<3 enjoy!

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ynusername recent stuff (following my two favorite boys around like a stray puppy)

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mclaren Always a pleasure to have you in the garage! 🧡

landonorris nyoom

ynusername vroom, even

username1 always a good day when yn refers to lando and oscar as her favorite boys

oscarpiastri Thanks for buying me dinner 👍🏻

ynusername you're welcome kiddo 🫶 oscarpiastri Please don't call me that

mclaren

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mclaren pookie #1 and pookie #2 dump (📸 - ynusername)

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username2 WHO PUT THE ADMIN UP TO THIS

oscarpiastri Why would you say that

username3 im cackling this had to be yn's idea

landonorris pookie and proud 💪

username4 everyone say thank you yn for taking cute pics of our boys

ynusername you're welcome 😁

ynusername

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ynusername let! him! cook!!!!!

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username5 oh my god that is so much fire

oscarpiastri Do NOT let him cook I repeat do NOT let him cook

landonorris it was fine you big baby nobody got hurt 🙄 oscarpiastri I'd sure hope so??

username6 yn and lando are kind of unhinged together omg

username7 and that's why we love them 😌

mclaren Please bring our driver back to the paddock in one piece! 😬

landonorris all that fire and you were still the hottest thing in the kitchen 🥵🥵

ynusername 🤭🤭

landonorris

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landonorris actually can't think of a better way to spend this life 🤍

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username8 CAPTION IM IN TEARS 😭😭

username9 where's my credit for sending you the video lando

landonorris how many times do i have to teach you this lesson old man?? 👊💪

maxverstappen1 Too sweet

ynusername you're my everything 💌

landonorris you ARE everything oscarpiastri And Lando's just Ken landonorris this guy gets it

maxfewtrell Happy for you or whatever

username10 glad to know i'm not the only one crying over that video of lando and yn

georgerussell63 Don't worry I am too alex_albon me too carlossainz55 Me three username11 yo??

username12 help there are so many drivers in the comments 💀

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri Hanging out with Mum and Dad 👍🏻

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landonorris she started crying when she saw this btw

oscarpiastri Sorry? landonorris don't be, it's the pregnancy hormones ynusername I AM NOT PREGNANT DELETE THIS BEFORE THE WAG PAGES START POSTING

username13 ok but does oscar need a step-sister i wanna be part of this family

ynusername love u kiddo 🥹🧡

username14 oscar liking this comment oh we've come so far from when he used to tell her to stop calling him that oscarpiastri I've stopped fighting it

tagging: @sonder-paradise hey girl<3

request: hiii, could you do a smau similar to ‘heart eyes’ but with lando and oscar is the suffering third wheel? -from anon

#lando norris #lando norris x reader #f1 #f1 smau #f1 social media au #f1 x reader #instagram au #f1 imagine #lando norris imagine #f1 instagram au #social media au #lando norris au #oscar piastri #saturn writes

[danime25]

In The Snow

ao3 // normal masterlist // christmas masterlist

*Summary: Ken got so excited by the prospect of seeing snow. Driver shattered his hopes, but tried to find a way to make it up to his boyfriend

*Rating: E for Everyone

*Content/Tags: Fluff

*Status: Oneshot/Complete

“Wake up.” Ken joustled the nearly comatose man in his bed. His boyfriend roused from his sleep and looked up at Ken with a cocked eyebrow

“What?” Driver asked the other man. 

“It’s supposed to snow today.” Ken smiled

“It’s Los Angeles.”

“No, but the weather said it’ll snow. Here.” Ken pulled Driver out of bed and showed him the TV. Sure enough, it said that it would snow. In the Midwest. Driver sighed softly,

“Ken, we’re hours… days away from where there’d be snow.” He explained

“But it looks so close on TV.” Ken sighed, “I’ve never seen snow before, and when I was watching that one scary Christmas movie the other day… they had snow.”

“Scary Christmas?”

“Yeah.” Ken mimicked a scary face, “with the ‘ho ho ho’ thing?”

“Oh. A Christmas Story.”

“What story?”

“The name of the movie.” Driver tucked his hands in the pockets of his pajama pants

“Oh.” Ken nodded

“I’ll make coffee.” Driver said a moment later and went into the kitchen. Ken sat on the couch and leaned his head against the arm of it. Driver could tell Ken was slightly upset. Was it really such a big deal to Ken to see snow? Well he could take the two of them out to Lake Tahoe. But he didn’t really have that much money to rent out a cabin and the gas to get there. Colorado? Too busy. He sighed again as he brought two cups over to Ken. He sat beside him and ran his calloused fingers through Ken’s fluffy hair.

“Sorry.”

“For what?” Ken looked up at him

“The snow.” Driver shrugged

“Oh.” Ken nodded, “I wish there was a place where we could experience winter.”

“Wait.” Driver got up from the couch and flipped through his laptop. When he found what he was looking for he threw his jacket on, and threw Ken’s jacket at him. Ken quickly got up from the couch and put the piece of clothing on quickly. Driver ran out to start the car and Ken followed after him. He managed to get the seat belt in just barely before Driver put the car into reverse and they went off to wherever it was that Driver was taking them. Ken had only driven with Driver once before, and it was such a smooth ride. He wondered a little bit about why he drove with such… passion to wherever it was that they were going. After saying ‘Oh Mattel’ more than once on the drive, the couple arrived safely.

“I love it.” Ken said with a smile, “Where are we?”

“Let’s go inside.” Driver replied, turning the engine off and getting out of the car. Ken followed him and as they walked in Ken felt cold. Not cool, not chilly. Cold. He shivered a little bit and Driver took off his jacket, placing it on Ken’s shoulders.

“Aren’t you going to be cold?” Ken asked

“I’ll be fine.”

“Okay…” Ken looked over at a giant desk that said ‘Rentals’ and tilted his head. Driver went over there and came back with two pairs of skates. Ken looked at them for a second before watching Driver as he slipped his shoes off and put the skates on. Ken tried pushing off the floor and moving like he was on roller skates, but fell face first.

“You have to… be on ice.” Driver sighed and did his best to help Ken back up onto his feet. He stomped across the floor, with Ken a couple steps behind him. They made it onto the ice and Driver managed to get a good glide in before looking behind him. He stayed in the blue lane and watched as Ken stepped on the ice. Ken started slipping again and Driver did the stupidest thing he could do at that time and did a whole lap around the rink before stopping behind Ken. “Do what you did before… in the locker room.”

“What?”

“Like you’re on roller skates, just push off,” Driver said as he moved away from Ken while saying the words ‘push off’. Ken pushed off again but kept his legs straight. He tried to keep them in but his feet seemed to move against him. Then there he was, down on a full split on the ice. Thankfully it was a gradual slide rather than a fall on his ass. Driver tucked his hands in his pockets and made a loop around Ken. Ken sat on the ice as kids moved around him, giving him a look of ‘get out of my way’. He was amazed with the way that Driver slid across the ice with such grace. He made it look effortless. Almost like how Barbie made roller skating look. After seeing Ken on his butt, Driver went over to help him, using the wall to get him onto his feet. Driver took Ken’s hands and while watching his back pulled Ken along to get him used to the feeling of moving across the ice. Ken watched as he moved forward and Driver encouraged him to push with his feet. He let go of Ken for a moment and Ken made it a couple of feet by himself. He seemed more content either leaning up against the wall or sitting on the side of the track. Before he totally got off the ice, Driver stopped next to him at an angle where the ice collected and hit Ken’s feet. Driver took the pile of ice that laid on the ground and put it into his hand.

“What are you doing…?” Ken asked, only for Driver to carefully sprinkle the fragments over Ken’s head. Ken looked up at it with a smile and let it hit his face.

“It’s like it’s snowing.” Driver replied. When he was done sprinkling Ken, Ken pulled him into a quick kiss. Driver returned the kiss with a careful peck and looked at his partner. Ken smiled back at him with a blank expression. Driver took his hand and let him skate by his side. Ken makes it one lap around the ice rink and decides to call it for the day. Driver promises him he’ll only be a couple more minutes, and Ken heads to the locker room. Sure enough, Driver comes in less than 10 minutes later with sweat collected at his forehead.

“Are you okay?” Ken asked

“Yeah, just wanted to see how many times I could make it around the rink in 5 minutes.”

“Wow.” Ken whistled a little bit

“Let’s go home.” Driver nodded

“Okay… and thanks.”

“Thanks?”

“For finding a way to let me see snow.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Love you.” Ken said with a smile. Driver gave Ken a quick kiss on the cheek and wrapped his arms around the other man as they walked out of the rink.

#driver x ken #drive #drive 2011 #ryan gosling ken #barbie #barbie movie #barbie 2023 #my writing #my fic #fanfiction #fanfic #ryan gosling character #ryan gosling #the barbie movie #kenergy #barbie the movie #ken x driver #12 days of goosemas

[drivinmeinsane]

Christmas Movie ※ 12 Days of Goosemas

Day Two ※ Driver / Ken

{12 Days of Goosemas Masterlist} ※ {Regular Masterlist} ※ {ao3}

※ Summary: Driver has no real idea how to celebrate Christmas, but he's going to do his best he can for Ken.

※ Rating: No mature content.

※ Content/Tags: Fluff, Driver being Driver, Established relationship

※ Word count: 1925

※ Status: Oneshot/Complete

Nervousness is not a completely foreign emotion to Driver but it is unsettling all the same. He gets anticipatory, eager, sometimes feels like he’s vibrating in his own skin to the point that he has to fidget with his toothpick, with his tools, with anything to keep himself in his own body. But he never feels like this, never nervous about someone else’s feelings. Never really had anyone to make him feel this way.

Driver doesn’t celebrate Christmas, not really. His family hadn’t been one for the holiday, more focused on the vague outlines of their relationship. His foster parents had tried, but by the time he had come to them, he was so withdrawn and emotionally empty that it wasn’t worth their efforts. In the years following, it has only been him. Every year, he gets a clap on the shoulder from Shannon and picks up a meal from a Chinese takeout place. Does he like it that way? Not really. Does he want anything different? He doesn’t have the experience to know.

Now that he has Ken living with him, he is willing to try something different. He’s crossing the parking lot of his apartment complex with his arms laden down. He has some store bought sugar cookies, two boxes of Chinese takeout, and a Christmas movie that he's kept in his glove for the past week to keep Ken from finding it. With the plastic takeout bag banging against his hip, he takes the stairs up to the apartment he has been sharing with the other man for the past several months. 

The mechanic manages to wrestle his keys out of his front pocket. The worn rabbit’s foot is soft against his palm. He gets the house key into the lock and opens the door only to be welcomed by an empty living room. He hears the shower running. Good. It gives him time to get things situated for tonight without his man vying for his undivided attention. 

He grabs a hold of the folding table and drags it in front of the couch. It will have to serve as a coffee table for this evening. They regrettably do not have the space for one, not with Driver knowing beyond the shadow of a doubt that Ken would hit his shins on it at any possible opportunity. He does not relish the idea of the other man hurtling through the living room because he clipped the table in his eagerness to greet him at the door when he gets home from work.

Once the table is positioned with enough room between it and the couch to squeeze, he sets the plastic bag and the cookies on it. He double checks which is which before putting Ken’s on the right side of the table. Driver knows that Ken prefers to be closer to the television and to where the folding table, and Driver himself, usually reside. If he is too far away from him, he knows that the other man starts to get antsy. Work has taken up so much of his time lately, pushing him out of the apartment for so long that he’s taken to sleeping in the back seat of his Malibu between jobs. While he may not say it outright, he knows that being away so much due to the holiday workload increase has been taking a clear toll on Ken. It should be over after the start of the New Year. 

He crosses the small studio apartment to kneel at the dresser that also functions as a television stand. They’ve shoved the DVD player in the gap between the bottom of it and the floor. Not ideal, but they have to make use of their available space. Since Ken has become a fixture in his life, he has things now. Not many, but still more than just the duffel bag of clothes and handful of personal effects he had before. He pops open the DVD case he’s holding in his hand and barely stands up from shoving the disk into the slot when the bathroom door opens. He turns in time to see Ken’s excited face as he gasps out “Driver!” before he has an armful of the very muscular, very wet, and very excited man.

“I missed you,” Ken sighs against his neck, “You were gone longer than usual. I was starting to get worried.”

Driver grunts and runs a hand up and down Ken’s back. The skin is hot and damp underneath his palm. Since Driver has a toothpick in his mouth, Ken settles for planting wet, open-mouthed kisses against his jaw. He can’t say he minds the attention. This is so much much better than coming home to an empty, lifeless apartment after long days at the garage and even longer nights driving the streets. Ken’s mere existence gives him something to look forward to.

He takes a hand off the man clinging to him and plucks his toothpick from between his teeth in order to tuck it behind his ear. With it out of the way, he nudges at Ken with his face, bumping his nose against his cheek, guiding him into a better angle before he kisses him.

Ken always tastes sweet. He’s a contrast to Driver in every way. The wheelman knows that he is distant, quiet, and unapproachable. Ken is not any of those things. He balances out all the bad in him. 

Instinctively, he deepens the kiss when Ken whines into his mouth. Driver quickly comes to his senses, however, and realizes he has to head this off before they get entirely derailed. He pushes at Ken to separate the two of them. He soothes Ken's disappointment by pulling the towel from the tan man’s waist and dropping it over his head, leaving him bare. Driver rustles it to dry his hair so it stops dripping onto his shoulders. Finished with the other man’s hair, he moves to wipe away the beads of water that have trailed down his chest. The mechanic avoids allowing his eyes to trace over the constellations of freckles. If he thinks about the other man too hard, he’s going to be popping a boner. Getting worked up in his jeans over Ken's bare chest doesn’t exactly represent the Christmas spirit he’s trying to provide tonight.

“Put somethin’ on and take a seat.” He tells Ken, bundling up the towel in his arms to toss over the rack in the bathroom. 

Driver comes back into the living room after hanging the towel up to dry. He’s pleased to see that Ken listened to him and is waiting as patiently as he can manage on the couch, even if he does look ready to leap up at a moment’s notice to crowd into his personal space. Driver busies himself with unzipping his jacket and tosses it onto the bed once he shrugs it off his shoulders. He doesn’t miss the way that Ken brushes his tongue over his bottom lip, pupils dilating. It’s inviting, too inviting. For his own sanity, he has to ignore it. He picks the remote up off the dresser before taking a seat next to Ken. The other man immediately turns to him.

“What’s the occasion?” He asks cheerfully.

“Christmas.”

Ken squints at him in thought before perking back up. “I think we had that in Barbieland! It’s the day that more dol- people move in, right?”

Driver looks at him in confusion before it clicks. Oh, more Barbies as Christmas presents. That tracks with the wild story that Ken shared of his origins. 

“Uh… we do it different here.” He offers. 

“Oh, like how? Some of the others have said something about Santa, but I don’t know about all of that and I-.” Driver cups his hand over the back of Ken’s neck and pulls him over, silencing him with a press of his mouth against his. It’s rough, inelegant, meant to subdue. 

Ken looks dazed when Driver releases him. Managing Ken is an art he’s not sure that he’s mastered but this seems to do well to earn a moment of peace. Keeps his mouth busy with something other than running it. He usually doesn’t mind it when Ken fills hours of silence with his ramblings, but he does have a plan after all.

“I’ll show you,” he tells him. Ken flashes a wide smile at him in response, all perfectly white teeth.

“I like it when you show me things,” the other man says earnestly.

Heat arcs up Driver’s spine. He has to fight the urge to draw Ken back in, to say screw it and just devour him on the couch, the floor, anywhere really. He wouldn’t be too picky. He instead busies himself with the remote and presses play. 

“Figured we’d do a movie this year.” He frowns, decides to let himself be vulnerable for a moment. “Don’t really know what to do beyond that.”

“Why?”

“Haven’t had anyone to celebrate with.” 

Ken nudges him, nearly knocking him into the arm of the couch. “You have me now. It’s something that happens every year, right? We can be the best at Christmas.”

Driver ducks his head and smiles. He’s warm with a feeling other than the simmering arousal that he’s had to tamp down. He taps the lid of Ken's takeout box before he picks up his own. They eat, and Ken can hardly take his eyes off of the television. He’s entranced by the stop motion. He excitedly turns to Driver every now and then to point at the screen and exclaim.

They end up taking an intermission halfway through the movie. Driver clears away the takeout boxes and moves the table back to its usual spot. He also switches the lamp off, leaving the streetlights outside their window and the television as their only sources of light. Turning back to the couch, he’s briefly surprised to see that Ken has slid over into his place and is looking expectantly up at him. He’s dragged Driver’s jacket from the bed and it’s resting on his lap. He pats the cushion next to him and Driver takes the hint. He sits down, avoiding the container of sugar cookies on the floor by the couch, barely has the remote in hand before Ken is resting his head on his lap, drawing the jacket up over his shoulder to use as a blanket. 

The weight of Ken on his thighs is comforting and he can't help but relax into the softness of the couch cushions. The wheelman places his hand on the side of Ken’s neck and caresses him; sometimes scratching his short nails in his hair, tracing the curve of his ear every now and then, occasionally brushing his fingers over his cheekbone. He almost lulls himself into a doze. He's more relaxed than he has been all week.

“Why Rudolph?” Ken asks suddenly as the reindeer is leading Santa’s sleigh through the dark with only the light of his nose.

Driver’s hand goes still and it’s a long moment before he finds the words. “The unwanted ones were finally loved by somebody.”

“Oh.” Ken says softly. He reaches up and covers Driver’s hand with his own, interlacing their fingers.

Maybe they’re not that much of opposites, Driver thinks. They were both misfits that hadn’t had a place in their respective worlds, but they have a place here and now, together. They want each other. They love each other. There was nothing more he could possibly want than this.

#Drive (2011) #Barbie (2023) #Driver #Ken #Driver x Ken #12 days of goosemas #Ken x Driver #Ryan Gosling fanfiction #drive 2011 fanfiction #barbie movie fanfiction #ken fanfiction #driver fanfiction #.my work #.my posts

[5sospenguinqueen]

Post Race Tension | Charles Leclerc x McLaren! Reader

Summary: Y/N Verstappen wins her first GP in Monaco 2021. Her boyfriend, who was unable to even get his car to the starting line, struggles with it. Protective Max, begrudgingly, gets involved.

Warnings: Swearing. Female reader. Angst. Stroppy Charles.

Main Masterlist

━━━━━━ ༻𖥸༺ ━━━━━━

Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

User 1 finally got a post-race conference with the ultimate trio

→ User 2 not really the content that we wanted though. Did you see how sad Charles looked?

→ User 3 and the twins were absolutely rubbing it in his face. Did you see them gossiping the entire time?

→ User 4 she's his girlfriend. Not sure she would do that.

User 5 not the official F1 doing the Prince of Monaco dirty and posting about his loss. Like, I think he's already aware of it.

User 6 even angry, he looks good!

User 7 so sad to see. Especially after getting pole. Monaco are mourning for you, Charles.

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Next Day

User 8 and after he was absent at her celebratory dinner.

→ User 9 he didn't post anything about her win either, unlike the other drives. Or like anything related to it.

→ User 10 you guys are reaching. They always have seperate rooms. The teams literally have to book them.

→ User 11 yeah but they ALWAYS share.

User 12 charles is obvi the WAG.

→ User 13 not for much longer from the looks of it.

SportsNews added a new reel

Sports News exclusive with Charles Leclerc following his recent loss at Monaco

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→ charles_leclerc thanks for having me.

User 13 why is he trying to make it sound like his girlfriend cheated on him.

→ User 14 barbie has a great day everyday, but Ken only has a great day if Barbie looks at him.

User 15 sounds like confirmation, guys.

→ User 16 does this mean we have a chance?

→ danielricciardo No.

User 17 pop off, Sis

User 18 queen is serving cunt

User 19 she's everything. He's just Ken.

User 20 yell it louder for the misogynists in the back.

User 21 so, we're all in agreement that Charles is the one who fucked up?

→ User 19 after the way he stormed off yesterday when she won? Absolutely.

Y/N Verstappen new post

YourUserName petty comes in shades other than red. (And so does a Championship)

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User 1 i bet their PR teams are having a field day

lilymhe my most beautiful driver

→ alex_albon oi.

landonorris winning looks good on you

→ User 2 little Lando shooting his shot.

→ User 3 i fear this means we are children of divorce.

mclaren our Champion <3

User 4 us thinking we can finally get rid of the Dutch anthem 🥳 Us remembering Y/N's last name 😒🇳🇱

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Next Day

Part 2? Let me know :)

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[theyluvkarolina]

𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐓

· . ୨୧⭒๋࣭ ⭑ ` ` she’s barbie and he’s just ken ` ` ⊹ ‧₊˚

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ୨୧ lando is a megafan of Y/N. but his status all changes when a accidental post gains popularity!

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ୨୧ lando norris x IceSkater!Fem!Reader

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 ୨୧ one of the posts include Anna Shcherbakova (yes ik she isn’t team USA but go with it)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ୨୧ none that i can think of 🙃 cursing?? ofc the photos aren’t accurate in the timeline of actual events but just go with it 😭

𝐀/𝐍 ୨୧ this may be shorter because my lack of idea for my own idea but i hope you all still enjoy! 🫠

y/n_skates ✔︎

liked by, landonorris, isabeau.lev, ilia_quadg0d_malinin and others

y/n_skates back in the rink!! ⛸️

1,298 comments

isabeau.lev ✔︎ so happy to have you back 🥹

→ y/n_skates ✔︎ AHHH I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU AGAIN 🫶🫶

username1 i already know that she is going to eat this up 👩‍🍳

username2 our lutz queen is back 🥹🥹

username3 girl came back from a injury and is ready to serve cunt

→ username4 with a CAPITAL c

username6 you guys think she’ll be able to skate again after her injury??

→ username7 only time will tell 🤷

username8 most overrated and overscored skater next to ilia and trusova 😂

→ lxtzqueensolos listen here you untalented piece of shit. do you really think you can out do not only those athletes but y/n??? our modern day lutz queen?? i think you not only need your eyes checked but a whole psychological examination for these shit opinions coming of your your arsehole. “b-but but her axels!” AND? can you do better than her? can you be in the olympics like her? keep your fucking mouth shut you fucking wanker. → username9 HELLO?? → username10 everyday i try to stay loyal like how this fan is loyal to y/n 😭😭 → username11 who even is this person 💀 → lxtzqueensolos why do you want to know 🤨🤨

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y/n_skates ✔︎ posted a story 6 minutes ago!

lxtzqueen replied to your story!

lxtzqueensolos because you are literally the most amazing skater ever and that you will prove everyone wrong??

y/n_skates ✔︎

liked by, landonorris, anna_shcherbakova, olympics and others

y/n_skates much needed after a hard day of work 😴 ☕️

2,341 comments

username12 y/n is such a cutie patootie

→ lxtzqueensolos i heavily agree. → y/n_skates ✔︎ ..stop i’m blushing 🥹

username13 girl got injured and is training her way back into team usa for the olympics

→ lxtzqueensolos you bet your ass she is. → y/n_skates ✔︎ you all are talking about the olympics but i’m just trying to accomplish montreal 😭

username14 that hot chocolate is so 🤤🤤

username15 any show recs??

→ y/n_skates ✔︎ def f1 drive to survive! binged it when recovering from my injury and now i’m turning into a hardcore f1 fan 🫣 → username16 fav team? → y/n_skates ✔︎ mclaren! fell in love with the team and their drivers in a instant 😊 → lxtzqueensolos oh?

y/n_skates ✔︎ posted a story 13 minutes ago!

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y/n_skates ✔︎

liked by, landonorris, lxtzqueensolos, atrusova and others

y/n_skates i’m more than overjoyed with my results this week, especially with securing 3rd. thank you everyone for all you support and encouragement ever since i got back from my injury. 🩷

2,782 comments

y/n_skates ✔︎ i would also like to give a formal shoutout to @ lxtzqueen for their constant support :)

→ username17 IT FINALLY HAPPENED → username18 we can thank @ lxtzqueensolos for their hardwork and dedication 🫡 🫡 → username19 the day finally arrived 😭😭 → username20 passing away rn no one talk to me → lxtzqueensolos i can rest easy now.

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landonorris ✔︎

liked by, y/n_skates, carlosainz55, maxfewtrell and others

landonorris she’s an olympic ice skater, and i’m just a guy that drives fast bumper cars.

tagged ; y/n_skates

4,281 comments

carlosainz55 ✔︎ definitely some explaining 😉

username21 CHAT IS THIS REAL?? WHAT IS HAPPENING

→ landonorris ✔︎ as real as it can be 😍

oscarpiastri ✔︎ be honest; how many times did he fall?

→ y/n_skates ✔︎ more than i can keep count 😅😅 → landonorris ✔︎ i thought we agreed to not discuss that 🤨 → y/n_skates ✔︎ …whoops? → oscarpiastri ✔︎ 😶 😶

username22 HELP THE SNOWBALL 😭

→ y/n_skates ✔︎ i can assure you that he is perfectly well 🙏 → landonorris ✔︎ SHE’S LYING → mclaren ✔︎ 🤨🤨 → y/n_skates ✔︎ pls don’t ban me from the garage lando is being dramatic

y/n_skates ✔︎

liked by, landonorris, _kaganovskay_14, maxim_nekrasov_ and others

y/n_skates ✔︎ he’s a formula one driver, i’m just a girl that dances on ice.

tagged ; landonorris

3,612 comments

username23 THE MATCHING CAPTIONS 🥹

username24 i love the fact he took her karting when she took him ice skating 😭

username25 new wag??

→ username26 i think it’s more of lando being the bf of a olympic athlete than y/n being the gf of a f1 driver 😭 → username27 DUMP THE WAG TAG 🗣️ ‼️

landonorris ✔︎ my gf ❤️

→ y/n_skates ✔︎ my pookie ❤️ → landonorris ✔︎ sugar-booger ❤️ → y/n_skates ✔︎ snuggluffagus ❤️ → maxfewtrell ✔︎ stop being so cringe rn i already had to deal with lando fangirling i can’t do this now too. 😞 → landonorris ✔︎ seems like someone doesn't know sarcasm.

y/n_skates ✔︎ posted a story 15 minutes ago!

multiple people replied to your story!

username27 it was all too much for little lando norris

lilyzniemer I think it might be a mclaren things for all the boys to be sleepy 😅😅 y/n_skates tell me about it 😭 they sleep like rocks!

y/n_skates ✔︎

📍 Japan

liked by, landonorris, oscarpiastri, mclaren and others

y/n_skates picasso i like it 🖼️

tagged ; landonorris

3,421 comments

vototwins ✔︎ da vinki??

→ username28 NOT THE TWINS HERE 😭

mclaren ✔︎ artist in the making! 🧑‍🎨

oscarpiastri ✔︎ did he improve in his crafts?

→ landonorris ✔︎ uhm??? why crafts are the best thing on earth?? → carlosainz55 ✔︎ who lied to you? 😅

username29 i bet y/n will hang it up on the fridge like a proud mom

→ y/n_skates ✔︎ …how did you know?

landonorris ✔︎

liked by y/n_skates, charles_leclerc, oscarpiastri and others

landonorris lot of support this weekend 🙃

tagged ; y/n_skates, oscarpiastri, mclaren

4,521 comments

username30 THE SECOND PHOTO

→ username31 crying sobbing and throwing up → username32 i want love like theirs → landonorris ✔︎ if you want love like this be ready for snowballs being thrown at you. → y/n_skates ✔︎ IT WAS A ONE TIME THING.

oscarpiastri ✔︎ clean race 👍

y/n_skates ✔︎ so proud 🥹

*Liked by landonorris!*

→ username33 you guys have no clue how much i love her → landonorris ✔︎ sorry to break it to you but i love her more than you ever will 🥱

mclaren ✔︎ golden boy 🏆

→ oscarpiastri ✔︎ 🤨

y/n_skates ✔︎

liked by, landonorris, lilymunihe, alexalbon and others

y/n_skates first f1 race is complete! so proud @ landonorris 🧡

tagged ; landonorris

4,356 comments

lilymunihe ✔︎ cuties

username34 HELP THE LAST PHOTO

username35 it was all to much for little lando norris 2(4) years old

→ y/n_skates ✔︎ he just needs a bit of sleep → charles_leclerc ✔︎ he just needs a bit of sleep → maxverstappen1 ✔︎ he just needs a bit of sleep → danielricciardo ✔︎ he just needs a bit of sleep → oscarpiastri ✔︎ he just needs a bit of sleep → carlosainz55 ✔︎ he just needs a bit of sleep → f1 ✔︎ he just needs a bit of sleep → landonorris ✔︎ STOP THIS

landonorris ✔︎ you could have chosen ANY photo of me

→ y/n_skates ✔︎ i think this one shows how cute you are :) → oscarpiastri ✔︎ who lied to y/n about lando being cute → landonorris ✔︎ rude. → y/n_skates ✔︎ @ oscarpiastri he might look stupid but it’s okay because i love him 🫶 → landonorris ✔︎ 🤭 🤭

username36 fuck romeo and juliet i want what they have.

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