#oc robbie

[angcandel]

redrawing my ocs from my story psyche, im so happy how they evolved with my drawing style… i love them all so much… im very close to finish writing a first draft i think. hopefully the comic will come next!

#oc story psyche #my art #ocs #oc aatmik #oc fr3d #oc su55y #oc satoshi #oc yohanna #oc swanson #oc romanoff #oc stevens #oc robbie #oc gabriel #oc bibi

[greenandsorrow]

"Boytoy"

WARNINGS; 18+, shameless smut, ken x fem!reader, reader uses she/her pronouns, praise k!nk, size k!nk, virgin!ken, switch!reader, sub!ken, dom!ken, the plot doesn't connect with the movie, kinda slow burn, grammar mistakes

Part 1

"you're a doll, you are flawless"

~flawless, the neighborhood~

Y/n has finally graduated from high school. Not only that, but thanks to her hard work, she's been admitted to a prestigious university only two hours away from her parents' house.

Still, even though the distance between her childhood home and her new school is not that important, y/n is currently packing and will soon be moving into her new, small studio apartment.

It's late in the morning and she's going through her old toys, preserved in cardboard boxes at the back of her closet. Her y/h/c hair's on a bun and she's wearing sweatpants.

Earlier the same morning, with her mom's priceless help, she had managed to go through her desk, bookshelf and drawers, organising, packing or simply putting away all the stuff that has been collected in her bedroom the last eighteen years.

"A dozen Barbie dolls and only one Ken.", she thinks aloud as she's tackling the last box, filled with childhood memories.

Ken is staring at her from the bottom of the box and y/n almost feels guilty at how much she used to ignore him during her childhood play time.

In one impulsive motion she picks him up, while observing his perfect abs, blonde hair contradicting the tan colour of his skin and his cute set of beach wear (stripped shorts and open flannel in pink and blue pastels).

"Poor guy, I've been unfair to you, haven't I?", she chuckles mostly to herself.

~~

At around six in the afternoon y/n's done with packing. She's actually driving to her new place as we speak. What's more, she unconsciously threw Ken in her backpack and is now carrying him along with her. Not that he would complain if he knew.

Y/n's Ken doll has been a part of her toy collection since she was six (she stopped playing with dolls at nine). Unlike her beloved Barbie dolls, Ken's never been y/n's favourite. He's always been just.... there. He was simply included in a Barbie set that her parents gifted her with, at her sixth birthday.

Back at Barbieland, Ken has been facing the consequences of his owner's ignorance for as long as he can remember. While all of y/n's Barbies are confident and spending their days living happily ever after (the aftermath of y/n's love and attention), Ken has always been the black sheep. He isn't exactly bursting with confidence. Neither does he own a Dream house. He's also never invited to the parties the Barbies are often having and to say the least, Ken is lonely. He wishes he could say that he enjoys being by himself most of the time, but without even another Ken, his existence seems pointless.

Ken used to cherish the sporadic attention he would get during y/n's early years in life. An outfit change, a walk at the beach or a small talk with one of the Barbies, guided by his owner was all he needed to feel somehow included (or that's what he always tried to convince himself).

Ken, with his limited knowledge regarding the real world, had concluded that the lack of what little attention he was receiving, was due to the fact that the little girl whose possession he was in, had now turned into a young lady. And having the Barbies as an example of how a lady is, he wasn't surprised that the girl had no use for him whatsoever.

~~

Y/n wakes up in the morning, feeling groggy and disoriented. She wishes she could blame that on the environment change, but the truth is, last night she had a rather strange dream.

Y/n's pov:

She had reached her destination at about eight in the evening. After discussing some final details with her unexpectedly sweet landlady, she called her mom to inform her that she's alright and has settled in. Y/n had also managed to unpack most of her things, including her Ken doll that was laying on her desk when she changed into her matching pyjama set and got comfy in the warmth of her brand new, king sized bed.

After such a long day, y/n was equally drained both physically and mentally. The prospect of living alone, without the comfort of her parents' presence, was already enough to trouble her poor brain. On top of that, classes started tomorrow, leaving y/n no time to adjust to her new living conditions. And don't get me started on the actual unpacking and settling in process! All these heavy boxes, suitcases and IKEA furniture had gotten the best of y/n. Obviously, as soon as she found a comfortable position to sleep in, she immediately drifted off.

Y/n's sleep was disturbed by a shuffling sound, coming from the other side of the room. Normally, under any other circumstances, she would be terrified to spot the dark figure of a tall, strong looking man, staring at her in the middle of the night, after probably having broken into her apartment. However that was not the case. In her state of sleepiness and dizziness, her focus fading in and out of consciousness, her brain fuzzy and not entirely awake, y/n didn't feel any amount of fear but translated the image in front of her as part of a dream.

And what was this image in front of her, you may ask. Well, her previously unwanted Ken doll, was now at the feet of her bed, standing six foot tall, looking down at her with an adorably confused expression carved on his otherwise perfect features.

~~

Ken's pov:

Ken was incredibly lucky that y/n thought she was dreaming, because not only didn't she scream at him to get the hell out, but she actually smiled at him. A small, uncertain and sleepy smile, no less a genuine smile. Even in his own state of confusion, Ken felt his insides melt at the sight of this small woman in front of him, smiling at him, actually noticing him.

He advanced closer to the head of the bed, so that he could take a better look at the girl who was sitting there. Ken sat at the edge of the bed and immediately recognised the person in question. She was clearly y/n. The girl who used to play with him and the Barbies was looking at him with intense interest and a glint in her y/e/c eyes that he had never seen before.

He took in her features. Ken had somehow expected to come face to face with a child, but obviously y/n was no longer a little girl but a beautiful woman. Sure, living in Barbieland Ken had learnt that all women were beautiful, however his old "owner" wasn't pretty in the sense a Barbie was pretty. Studying her features, Ken noticed y/n's hair wasn't neatly done like the Barbies', her skin dimpled and crised when she smiled, her teeth weren't the perfect shade of white or identical to one another, the apples of her cheeks were pinkish with sleep and her eyes held a warmth and complexity that made his stomach flutter. Ken was entranced by the simple image of this young lady, without any makeup or pretty clothes. He even felt like he had some kind of power over her, since she was so much smaller than him. He caught himself thinking that he could fit her whole face in the palm of his hand. The sudden urge to be the one to protect her and have the exclusivity of seeing her so unkempt and "naked" washed over him.

"Oh my!! You're actually Ken!", it was y/n that broke the silence, with her thrilled remark about the person who seemed lost in thought in front of her.

Ken was abruptly brought back to reality. How could something like this even happen? It should be practically impossible. One moment he was taking a nap at the beach and the next thing he knew, he was sitting in a chair in a dark room he concluded belonged to y/n. He might not be the brightest guy (the Kens weren't supposed to be smarter than the Barbies anyway) but he realised something very wrong was happening. The dolls living in Barbieland weren't supposed to be able to come to the real world.

~~

"Y/n! Hey! I never thought I'd meet you in person."

She simply giggled at that. Her giggle was spontaneous and made Ken blush, since he was so unfamiliar with women reacting to him in such a way. Her expression was so girly, almost shy, making Ken bolder than he felt. He climbed all the way onto the bed so that they were basically sitting next to each other.

Y/n felt her face growing warmer and not because of the sleepiness. "That's a very realistic dream", she thought to herself. But exactly because she had convinced herself that Ken was part of her imagination she was also about to act bolder than her usual self.

She turned her body so that she was facing him and not just sitting next to him. Y/n then extended an arm in order to brush away some stray hairs that had fallen in his face. That simple motion was enough to make Ken's heart beat as loud as a hammer and he believed y/n could actually hear it from where she was sitting, so close to him. To his utter surprise, she didn't retrieve her hand after making sure his (ridiculously soft) hair was back in place.

Maybe y/n would be intimidated by Ken's perfect posture and dreamy eyes, by his chiseled jawline and veiny hands or by the fact that his pupils were dilated more than was necessary for the dark around them (there were fairy lights all around the room) if she were to meet him face to face in real life. But y/n was in a dream (or so she thought). Her dream, her rules and she showed no sign of intimidation.

With the hand that had just brushed Ken's hair, she proceeded to cup his face, while caressing his perfectly carved cheek bone with the pad of her thumb. Ken closed his eyes at the sensation, since no one had ever showed him tenderness like that. His reaction to her touch only encouraged y/n to continue exploring this life sized Ken doll.

With nimble fingers that made Ken's breath hitch multiple times, she started caressing him, beginning with his collarbones and slowly making a trail over his toned chest to his lower abs. His skin was soft and warm to the touch and y/n's mind was quick to put together multiple ungodly thoughts.

Ken's hands had reached and grabbed the bedsheets as soon as y/n's teasing ones had started going over his abs, torturously slow. Of course he didn't know why he felt the way he did, she was just touching him (as a doll he never had been subjected to anything remotely sexual before this very moment), but he could feel a weird anticipation gathering at the pit of his stomach (and lower). Oddly enough, he didn't move, he didn't even speak, scared that he would destroy this peculiar situation he'd found himself in. He told himself that "You're a doll and this human girl is simply... playing with you?". It didn't sound right but it certainly felt good.

When she reached at his lower abdomen, just below his belly button, y/n drew her hands back. He had felt so real to the touch she started to question her previous belief that she was merely dreaming.

Ken saw her expression change from lustful (he didn't know that's what it was called), to a placated one. She searched his face for an answer, without realising how her doe eyes had captured every bit of Ken's attention.

"Y/n", he whispered under a shaky inhale, leaning towards her like a moth hypnotized by the flame.

"I'm sorry Ken, I really am."

"About what?!", he asked, generally confused.

"When I was little I-"

"Can I kiss you, please?" he knew that much. He had never given a real kiss back in Barbieland but at least he was familiar with the concept.

Y/n was lost for words. A sudden realization that this felt too real to be any short of wet dream had dawned on her (if that was the case she would have woken up by now). When she didn't answer right away, Ken turned his hot gaze on her parted lips. They were swollen from sleep and rozy but not in the manufactured way the Barbies' lips look in the morning. He had to fight back the urge to attack her mouth with his own, since he was still waiting for her consent.

Y/n finally gave the smallest nod, indicating shyness and reluctance, though her gaze was once again intense, making Ken's breath get caught in his throat.

He leaned in, gently but no less eagerly and was pleasantly surprised (not for the last time) when y/n, leaning towards him as well, connected their lips in a soft, slow and lingering kiss.

Y/n's hot breath on his mouth made Ken gasp and draw himself even closer to *his* girl, while his right hand, moving on its own, reached for her already messy hair, tagging at it softly.

Y/n was equally surprised by the kiss. Ken's lips were unbelievably soft and his body emitted a warmth that sent shivers down her spine. She rubbed her thighs together (a motion in which Ken was oblivious to for the time being) as she reached for his neck, taking the lead. She drew him even closer to her, their chests colliding. Ken gasped -again- at the sensation of her round breasts pressing against his mascular body and he reacted by snaking both arms around her narrow waist.

When y/n took Ken's bottom lip between her teeth, tagging at it softly, he let out the smallest moan. In return he drew back, only to smash his lips on her own once more, with a passion and an urgency that made y/n weak in his strong arms. Her tongue asked for access he happily gave and he found himself backing his hips against her as their tongues swirled around one another for the first time.

When they parted, they were both breathless and panting heavily. Ken looked at y/n with an adoration that made her short circuit. He had never felt that important to anyone, but the tight grip she had on his biceps was proof that she wanted him. Really wanted him, needed him, even. Ken was important to her, at least at that moment.

This blissful state of his was short lived, due to y/n standing up and turning on the big light on the ceiling.

After taking a moment so that his vision could readjust to the light, Ken's eyes found y/n again. She was standing now and he took a mental note to never forget how tiny and young, how vulnerable she looked in her gray pyjama set with her tousled hair all over, like a miniature lioness. To be honest, Ken didn't have the right words to describe what he was seeing, but the warmth in his chest (and an unexplainable discomfort in his breeches) was enough for him.

"Oh shit-

Oh my gosh....I wasn't dreaming, was I?"

Y/n looked shocked and Ken grew hot with embarrassment because of it.

"I'm just as confused as you are, y/n", at least he was able to say something. Because now the light was on, he could see her feminine figure and wanted nothing more than to squish her round thighs and then-

"I mean... you're actually Ken...like... HOW?!"

"Please don't be angry at me, I can't explain how or why, but instead of waking up in Barbieland I woke up here", he said with an apologetic look on his face, while standing up like a child that just got scolded.

Y/n took a deep breath in, deciding he was too damn hot to actually be angry at him. It also wasn't his fault and at the end of the day she liked the idea of having a "boytoy" so eager and sweet. She really hadn't done Ken justice as a child but thought she could pay him back now.

You see, y/n's father is working for Mattel and she knows some things the average person doesn't. For one thing, she's aware that Barbieland exists and that on some very rare occasions the dolls come to the real world.

"It's alright Ken. I know it's not your fault"

Hearing her voice was not only soothing to him, but his name on her mouth made him lightheaded.

"but you have to get back. I don't know what it could mean to my world that you're here."

At the sound of that final statement, Ken visibly frowned and felt a weight settling in his chest. He had just come to this world and on top of that he and y/n had shared enough kisses to be considered boyfriend and girlfriend according to Barbieland standards.

He reminded himself, as always, he's just Ken. He's always second, even if for a moment he felt like a ten, lost in y/n's tender but also hot touch.

"I understand, y/n. I'll leave then and get back to Barbieland", not that he knew how.

She too felt she didn't want him to leave just yet, the tension was so thick she could almost see it all around them. Nevertheless, it was past midnight and she had three morning classes tomorrow, so she let Ken go without uttering another word.

To say the least, Ken was heartbroken. In one night he had experienced so many new sensations and emotions and he knew he wouldn't be able to get y/n out of his head no matter how hard he'd try. He ended up dozing off while sitting on her doorstep, looking at the stars and imagining y/n's small hands caressing him lower and lower until...

~~

notes~~

Hello beautiful people! I hope you enjoyed part 1 of my Ken smut fic :)

It's meant to be just spice but I wanted to add some context too. This is also my first time posting anything on Tumblr! I have many ideas regarding many different fandoms, but I also feel like most of these ideas have been done and that my fanfics are gonna be unoriginal.🥹

Byeeee<3

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[clownsuu]

Beetle doodles (tm)

cw gun

Man I really didn’t make a mob vers of Harvey for the longest time tf- but anyway both him and Mari are the replacement debt collectors for Rob smhh Rob is rarely seen now days workin inside the ol mob

also before ya say anything, yes mob Harvey is inspired by both that one cake hound butler dude from CRK and Shelly de killer from Ace Attorney lmAO

#Also my god I love drawing Robbie with the dumbest face imaginable… #He’s just- #He’s just a little guy…. #Welcome home #welcome home oc #robbie robs #lovelie robs #mari robs #Harvey Bazaar #Welcome home mob au

[heartfullofleeches]

[Violence, mentions of weed]

Tired Bear Hybrid Darling and Unhinged Bee Hybrid Yan (Robbie my love. My angel. My-). Just a bear with a resting bitch face who is probably not so bad once you get to know them and their tiny protector who would have a criminal record - if they ever got caught for their crimes. Darling is challenged by random folks for a fight, but they really couldn't be bothered less and if there's anyone they should be afraid of it's the tiny menace who has broken the locks on their apartment for the fifth time this week.

Wait wait wait. Stoner Bear Hybrid Darling and Unhinged Bee Hybrid Yan who slides them infused honey to gain assess to their apartment without Darling call the cops again. (They don't anymore after the officer who came down last time laughed at them for being scared shitless of the bee they can easily throw out of a window.

It's the best of both worlds. Darling can even turn a blind eye to the screams of the last person to provoke them as their ankles are broken in three different ways.

God, I love Robbie.

-

"Wanna fight? I saw you eyeing me from across the way."

Bear Hybrid Reader: Gonna stop you right there. First off, that's just how I look. Second, if you take one swing at me that little nightmare will stop at nothing to make you wish they had killed you.

[The stranger shoves Reader]

"Ha!- You think that's gonna scare me off?"

[Bear Hybrid Reader sighs, pulling their emergency supply of honey from their bag as a blur zooms by from the bushes - screams echoing as they turn their back accompanied by this loud crunch of bone]

-

Robbie: Huuuuuney Bear~ The police came by my place again. Would you do your little bumble bee a favor and let me hide these brass knuckles in your closet again?

Bear Hybrid Reader: Got the goods?

[Robbie drops a bag full of several jars of honey in their arms]

Bear Hybrid Reader: Come on in.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere blurb #yandere insert #yandere oc #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #yandere hybrid #Cafe tag #Robbie my oc #yandere text #yandere drabble

[frenchfry99]

"new friend?"

Another day in neighborhood, another troublemaker in Howdy's bugdega

Explaining that he has a whole stack, stash and a box of things to do, "uncle Howdy" tells Lilly to go find someone else to play with, giving a couple of beloved by her tangerines, to sweeten the situation at least a bit.

Throwing out the peels Lilly finds something bizarre- more like someone??

They went to visit frogs later :]

That frog ribbited something too personal 😔😔

Tiger cubs tend to bite others while playing, so does Lilly! (Nobody can escape the lil ankle biter!! Muhaha!!)

Her clown nose honks if you press on it! :]

so silly!!!! Gahhhh!!!! He better watch out for the claws though-

Being silly whole day is a hard job to do so they're taking a nap😔😔

Goofy doodle of "the mandatory older sibling report in the end of the day" lmao (Sunny would think Robbie is just one of the countless itty bitty bugs Lilly befriends)

Robbie belongs to @clownsuu ! >:^]

#they'd play roblox together 😔😔 #Lilly finds another green uncle real not clickbait #those two live rent free in my brain so I just HAD to make them interact HUEHSHGH #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #welcome home fanart #welcome home oc #the silly siblings wh #lilly silly wh #welcome home howdy #howdy pillar #robbie robs #actually there's a reason behind Lilly seeing all bugs as friends #and why she longs for constant company #like obviously cuz she's a child and all that #but the other reason she doesn't realize or can't remember #and probably won't ever will #gotta befriend who you can when you live in the woods for long right?? #anyways EXPLODES THEM W MY MIND /affectionately #wanted to do more doodles but I'm too burned out guhhhh

[thelone-copper]

LIL GUYS CUZ MMMMBRAINROT

They are silly guys they are so sillyyycydychhdhd

@clownsuu GET PINGED RRAAAAHHGHHGGHFHFHFJF🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

I’ve been wanting to draw them for so long in their human forms oh my fuckifmng god

#BLEPIN BOYS #they are cuddling I’m patting them #THEY ARE SO SILLY I LOVE THEM IM GONNA SQUASH THEM IM GONNA STAMP THEM IM GONNA #PETTINF THEM PETTING THEM PETTING THEM #Robbie biting Colt when he’s excited is still the cutest thing ever omg #welcome home #welcome home oc #colt cattlemen #robbie robs #welcome home fandom #welcome home fanart #welcome home fan character

[the-pianist-from-accumula-town]

🥤The OC Café🥤

Want a choccy milk?

In order from left to right!

Carrie Caramel - by Yours Truly @the-pianist-from-accumula-town ❤️ (Runs the café and hosts this event!)

Colt Cattlemen - by @thelone-copper (Colt's farm provided the milk for the Choccy milk. Thanks, Colt!)

Robbie Robs - by @clownsuu (Silly little beetle. Almost depleted choccy milk supplies all by himself.)

More under cut!👇

Skittles - by @saxophonelover1160 (BABY. SMOL. One of my faves 10/10 would draw them again)

Ida - by @stormcellarwitch (Enjoys her choccy milk with a nice book)

(don't have a name for this next one so I'll call him) Bee - by @lexieshomee (Look at him buzzing around happily!)

Poppet - by @cupophrogs (The embodiment of that one "Sitting in a sofa the wrong way" meme)

Dusty Bunny - by clownsuu (again! Can't get enough of his characters!)

Molly Moon - by @glitch-pep (She found herself a nice pillow❤️)

Andre Macaw - by @dottyorange (I modified the feathers and legs to resemble Poppy's, hope that's ok. We need more animal OCs I love them)

Gnostica Discreet - by @moth-lover-not-mother (Dancing to the music with her bestie!)

Berry Beloved - by @shadytreelucy-blog (According to her description chart she had to be dragged out of her lab to join the fun, and honestly? Mood.)

#welcome home #welcome home arg #welcome home puppet show #welcome home oc #welcome home fanart #carrie caramel #robbie robs #colt cattlemen #skittles #Ida #Bee #Poppet #dusty bunny #molly moon #andre macaw #gnostica discreet #berry beloved #Thank you all for letting me draw your wonderful OCs! It took me a bit longer than expected but I delivered as promised #I had a lot of fun #I hope I can do it again soon #This was a self-imposed challenge to practice my drawing and coloring skills #You can sort of tell at the last drawings how I gave up with the backgrounds lmaoo #anywayyyy It's 5am I am EXHAUSTED #goodnight and remember that I love you all #long post #digital art

[ashchoo]

uh yeah I recently just gained motivation to do mob au shit so here ya go

the family everrrr GRARARAR im normal about them guys trust

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hhh tw for blood, slight eye strain and severed head ig

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mob Ashton really goin crazy fr fr…..guess their vampire side is showin now

also outfit refs cuz yeaaaa :D

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[@clownsuu, @thelone-copper, @frenchfry99]

#Colt gives off mom vibes you can’t tell me otherwise /silly /aff #Ashton’s just a clingy lil shit #no way in hell you’re convincing them to be anywhere that isn’t near their dads #they’ll grow out of it dwwww :) #I really gotta draw more Ashton and Lilly interactions cuz siblings EVERRRR and they’re silly to me /pos #also Robbie too #I can see Ashton demanding piggyback rides from him lmao #or from anyone really #sighhhh thinks about them #twirls the sillies around #welcome home #welcome home oc #welcome home puppet show #welcome home mob au #welcome home au #welcome home fandom #welcome home art #welcome home fanart #slay #runs away #colt cattleman #colt #robbie robs #robbie #mob lilly #mob ashton #cw: gore #tw blood

[bekkyshawn]

Text me

#across the spiderverse #welcome home #the owl house #rwby #michael cera #margot robbie #oklahoma #percy jackson #sexy content #bd/sm kink #history #food #oc x canon #basketball #gaming #star trek ds9 #design

[evillillad]

i think he deserves some snuggles

(robbie belongs to @clownsuu , sorry bud i had to get one last one out of my system)

ah ha ha freak molly vers under

molly why do u have that blood lust look on ur face

#welcome home #welcome home oc #doodle #i thought i got robbie out of my system #but i guess you could say he ROBBED my heart #dies #molly moss #robbie robs

[yael-art-den]

Robbie, my Tav Infernal Warlock I'm using on my solo playthrough (and Blues the Rat)

Robbie (or Rob, whatever you prefer) is just a vagabond country musician who is the literal incarnation of "guitar player that sold his soul to the Devil at a crossroads". He never had much to his name, and even though music was his passion, he was never extraordinarily talented at It, just... good enough to get by.

He has, pretty much, Shitty Life Syndrome. Not a "sad" guy, just this whole aura of not really caring about himself, being convinced that whatever good thing he has is temporary, and being okay with the fact that the afterlife ain't gonna be much better after making his pact. At least he can focus all of that into his dark country-styled music, which honestly fits him so well

Also, my man sold his soul just to... Get a new guitar. His instrument was the only thing he owned and how he made money, and when THAT broke, he truly didn't have anything else. The pact gave him a new guitar (his spell focus), and an extraordinary musical skill, plus a GREAT voice. He was starting to have a fairly successful career when the Worm Thing Happened, he can't have shit

This pic was all before he met his Patron or the whole party (he dresses better now!! He has money!!).

#dnd #oc #dungeons and dragons #original character #original art #bg3 tav #tav #baldur's gate oc #baldur's gate 3 #own art #oc: robbie

[acronym49]

Distinguished chaos ♡

Characters (Dr. Stone up front, Robbie in the background) are both by @clownsuu

#I spent over an hour animating this man #And you know what #Time well spent #welcome home #welcome home fanart #fanart #Welcome home oc fanart #dr stone #dr stone fanart #robbie robs #Robbie robs fanart

[greenandsorrow]

"Boytoy"

WARNINGS; 18+, shameless smut, ken x fem!reader, reader uses she/her pronouns, praise k!nk, size k!nk, virgin!ken, switch!reader, sub!ken, dom!ken, the plot doesn't connect with the movie, kinda slow burn, grammar mistakes

Part 2

"his hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room"

~wildest dreams, taylor swift ~

Y/n's pov:

Y/n wakes up in the morning, feeling groggy and disoriented.

No one can find out about the encounter she had last night with her Ken doll. (Not that anyone would believe her if she were to tell them!) Still, she certainly wants to keep Ken's access to the real world secret from her father, because his company's policy is to put the dolls in boxes and send them back to Barbieland once and for all.

''Her Ken doll'' sounds wrong. It sounds wrong because Ken had looked like more than just a pretty object. The previous night, she realises, she met a real man, with real feelings and real desires (as oblivious as he had looked). She almost makes herself blush thinking about their small make-out session. Y/n can't deny just how attracted she's to Ken, he's meant to be perfect lookin' after all. But his character had managed to shine through as well, energetic and enthusiastic, but also emotional and in need of constant reassurance. "If that doesn't make him real, I don't know what does."

"Does that all mean that I want to see him again? He's probably not coming back, I literally kicked him out like a dog..."

These are some of the thoughts that preoccupy her mind as she's showering, having breakfast and as she's getting ready. What pulls her out of it, is in fact, Ken.

As soon as she opens the door of her apartment y/n steps on something and looking down she spots...her old Ken doll, the one she accidentally put in her backpack yesterday (also the one she still has to repay for years of ignorance, the one that kissed her with a need and held her with a desperation that made her knees all wobbly). However, right now he isn't a six foot tall man, but a plastic toy y/n is once more putting in her backpack.

~~

Ken's pov:

Ken wakes up to the sound of someone calling his name. To his distaste, that someone is not sweet y/n but Barbie. He has to get up for another "perfect" day at the beach.

It takes great effort to go through his everyday tasks (greeting Barbie, smiling at Barbie, complimenting Barbie), especially when the only thing he can focus on is the memory of the moments he shared with y/n. He thinks of consulting Weird Barbie, but he changes his mind as quickly as he made it up.

Throughout his day, Ken is trying to only think about how y/n's plush lips fitted perfectly, locked flawlessly against his own, about her fiery gaze, a gaze that was directed to him (maybe even caused by him). At the same time, he's doing everything within his power to keep out of his mind the dryness of her last words. She had asked him to leave. Did that mean that y/n didn't want him as a boyfriend?

Something is changing inside him, he can feel it. He wants to meet y/n again, prove her he's worthy of her attention. She had made him sweat just with her closeness, she had made him shiver merely by using her hands (small, delicate hands in comparison to his big, manly ones) and she had also made him gasp when she had deepened their kisses.

Ken is determined to return the favour, though he's not entirely sure how. He's feeling the primal need to hear her repeat his name over and over, while... what?

Ken's shorts continue to bother him all the while he's making these thoughts. And so they were bothering him last night.

~~

Both y/n's and Ken's day goes on and on, seemingly endless. They're both feeling an intense sense of restlessness. The Barbies are often catching Ken zoning out with a starstruck expression clouding his blue gaze, while y/n's mind is constantly putting together the dirtiest of fantasies instead of paying any attention to her classes.

But there's also an underlying question they both try to push away. Can this happen again? Can Ken just wake up in the real world like it's no big deal? And even if it does happen tonight, what are they to do?

~~

Y/n's pov:

Y/n returns to her apartment at 22:30. She's exhausted, but has to admit her first day as a university student wasn't that bad. Y/n met a group of three other first-years that seemed like nice company. They had actually just had a group study session at the library.

As soon as she locks the door behind her, y/n opens her backpack, taking out Ken and gently placing him on her small couch. She then proceeds to have a hot, refreshing shower before ordering pizza or something for dinner (her mom would be rather disappointed).

~~

Ken's pov:

"Good evening Barbie!" he calls for the seventeenth time (that's how many Barbie dolls y/n is in possession of).

Ken is finally free of all his duties. He can't help but let out a giggle at the thought of meeting y/n again. But when the giggle leaves his mouth, he isn't smiling. He can't be sure whether y/n liked men that giggled. He craved for this adorable, sweet human to see him as a man, the way she probably saw the men he noticed on some of the posters that were decorating her bedroom.

With a great deal of effort and patience, Ken was able to fall asleep, while wishing with every fiber of his being he would wake up somewhere close to his dear, fingers crossed.

~~

"Ken...Ken hun, wake up"

"Hmm, y/n..." The way he pronounced her name in his half asleep and half awake state, caused one of y/n's giggles to surface. Of course Ken fully wakes up at the sound of such a clear, angelic sound.

"It's good to see you beautiful" he tells her in a too casual short of way, in order to mask his uncontainable joy (and pride) that he made it back to her.

Ken then yawns, a satisfied grin spreading on his face as he's standing up from the couch, looking down at y/n. Y/h has just come out of the shower and she's currently wearing nothing but an oversized tee and a pair of comfy panties with a matching bra hidden underneath.

Y/n's eyes widen momentarily, making Ken feel suddenly self conscious about his behaviour.

"So you're not angry at me?!"

"What-

why would I ever be angry at you, y/n?"

He definitely isn't the epitome of intelligence.

"You wanna sit?", she asks motioning to the couch. And so they sit in awkward silence.

Ken has never felt so nervous in his entire existence. Before going to sleep, he had come up with the perfect plan so that y/n would let him stay with her instead of tossing him out again. He was supposed to ask her to have a pyjama party with him, but now that they're sitting next to each other, arms and calves touching, the only thing he can focus on is his sweaty palms.

"You're really handsome you know", y/n mutters and she immediately regrets it, blushing.

On the other hand, Ken, who had never been called "handsome" before, physically feels his chest swelling up with pride.

"Yeah, I get that a lot." (yesyesyes she thinks he's handsome)

"Of course you do...

I just wanted to say, about last night, I can't stop thinking about it Ken, and I can't stop thinking about you either. I know that in the past I failed to treat you... in a decent enough way?? but I want to try again."

For a while Ken doesn't speak, not because he didn't like what he heard, but because he's taking it all in. He is in awe that y/n deems him important enough to have a place in her mind for him -hopefully in her heart as well- (Ken is very sentimental about that stuff).

"I had never done anything like last night y/n. That doesn't mean it was bad! It felt...good actually... and- and I've been thinking..."

That must be the hardest thing Ken has ever done. But the sincere and kind way y/n is looking at him gives him strength to continue.

"...now that we are boyfriend and girlfriend, we should have a sleepover."

"We are what?!"

"I thought we-"

Ken can't go on as he's once again aware of the heavy weight settling in his chest, making him cast his gaze downward, but y/n, remembering the way things work back in Barbieland, understands the meaning behind Ken's words.

"I didn't mean for it to sound like that sweetheart. I guess, I can't believe it, that's all. I just am too excited to be your girlfriend!"

And she's speaking the truth. She just has to explain, or better, show Ken, how girlfriends and boyfriends' sleepovers work in the real world.

She reaches for his hand, giving it a squeeze and their eyes meet. Ken is wearing the biggest, most smug and boyish smile, making y/n smile too in return.

Ken is very pleased with the way things have worked out so far. Y/n is *his girlfriend*. Y/n is *his human* and that makes him the luckiest Ken ever created.

"So, are we gonna have that sleepover?"

"Sure! It starts now!", y/n says with a genuine excitement that makes her y/e/c eyes sparkle. At that moment she forgets about ordering dinner, about the consequences of her actions, Mattel and her father. She's determined to spend the night with her new special boyfriend, no questions asked.

~~

And so they spend a good two hours talking about anything and everything. While y/n is showering Ken with questions about Barbieland and her favourite childhood companions, the Barbies (Ken has no problem answering, he loves how y/n seems to hang on every word he says), the blonde man also has some questions for his human. (he has to know; does she like the beach?)

But, as their silly conversation goes on, Ken (and y/n, she's just hiding it better) finds himself staring at her lips. This time, they're glossy (she had applied lip balm after her shower). His mouth is practically watering and his chest is beginning to heave.

"Ken are you okay sweetheart?" y/n asks him in her most innocent voice, placing a hand on his (thick) thigh and she swears she felt the muscles there tensing involuntarily under her palm.

"Can you-

can we do it again?"

"Honey, please be more specific", she almost feels bad, teasing him like that (and he has seen nothing yet).

"Sorry y/n (he does get butterflies from all the petnames). I meant, like yesterday."

He places a hand on her arm, gripping it slightly. Y/n is smiling at herself, he's so eager.

"You remember yesterday? We kissed, but...like a lot...Let's do it again."

His voice while uttering the last sentence sounded grave but Ken is needy, too needy to hide the impatience in his eyes.

Without another word, y/n's hands search for and find a place at Ken's platinum blonde hair and then she places herself on his lap, before he even manages to register what is happening. Out of reflex, his own hands are on her waist in no time, so as to prevent her from losing her balance.

Tonight, the kisses that they share are rougher, lips getting swollen and reddish fast.

In a moment of bravery from Ken's side, he fights for dominance with his tongue, wins it, causing y/n to moan in his mouth. The vibration of her trembling moan travels all the way to his core, resulting in him to shiver.

Soon after that, y/n breaks the kiss, desperate for oxygen. Ken whines pathetically at the loss of contact. He looks so hot like this. His bare chest is covered in sweat, his expression is almost adorable as he tries to slow down his breathing, cheeks flushed and hair sticking to his forehead.

When y/n leans in for a second round, she's hungry, tasting Ken again and again, until she notices he has begun to shift beneath her, in a very uncomfortable short of way. His breaths have also become more shallow and quick.

Concluding Ken has zero knowledge regarding the human body is easy for y/n, but that doesn't stop her from taking off her t-shirt, throwing it behind the sofa. Ken's blush deepens but he's unable to take his gaze off y/n's full breasts, roundness enhanced by the bra she has on. His hands are roaming her back, nails emitting shudders and mewls out of her.

Y/n on top of him, glistering with sweat and holding on to him by flatting her palms on his chest (she can feel his heartbeat beneath her fingertips), so small in his arms, so light, makes him whimper with need and buck his hips against her, well, core.

He groans loudly.

How is it possible? Ken looks so irritated and troubled because of his growing erection.

Can this mean he never had one before, while living in Barbieland?

Y/n attempts to readjust her position on his lap, but the firm grip on her hips is preventing her from moving. Ken looks deeply into her eyes, pupils blown.

"Y/n...wait...just wait a min-

a- ah, something is happening to me."

Now he's a panting mess, wearing a concerned expression, that quickly turns into embarrassment when y/n explains to him that it's all normal and no, nothing is wrong with him.

"But why is it growing and it hurts too!!", the whines that escape his mouth are only making y/n wetter by the minute.

She cups his face in both hands, calming him down, before helping him out of his flannel. Y/n then gets off him, planting her knees in the carpet in front of the couch. Ken immediately averts his gaze away from her, preferring to look at the ceiling.

"Ken, please lift your hips for me" Ken is hesitant, hesitant to be seen completely naked in front of y/n, but he trusts her.

Y/n manages to get him out of his beach shorts and underwear, his already too hard cock springing free, accompanied by a breathy moan coming from Ken.

Y/n almost gasps at the sight of it. He's a doll, he's literally perfect, even his member. To be honest, y/n had never given a blowjob in her life, but she had collected enough information on how to do it and right now she wants nothing more than to please Ken.

"Y/n, love, what is happening...mmfff"

Ken moans as his beloved girlfriend starts to kitten lick his tip, dripping with precum. His face is as red as a tomato and he's doing his best at trying to hide it behind the cushions.

Y/n steals glimpses of him through her lasses as she raps her soft lips around his thickness, holding the base of his now throbbing cock with one hand. Ken's head is laying on the back of the sofa, his Adam's apple visible, bobbing up and down with each sound that leaves his mouth.

Ken almost cries at the feeling, bringing a hand to muffle a series of moans he really isn't proud of. But he can't help it, he's too overwhelmed by the sensation of y/n's tongue swirling around his tip and then massaging his balls with her hand.

And when y/n finally stops teasing him, only to start bobbing her head up and down, Ken audibly gulps before fisting a handful of her hair.

She monetarily takes him out of her mouth with a loud pop. She's now caressing his thighs, throwing praises his way, in hopes he'll stop acting so shameful.

"Babe the sounds you make are driving me insane. You are so big, you are being so good Ken." At the sound of all those praises his dick gets impossibly harder, twitching with want. Y/n is entranced by the way his tip's color has darkened and it's literally pulsating.

Ken's hips have also started trembling, indicating he's super close. Y/n decides to use her tongue on him for a little longer, satisfied when she notices his white knuckles and protruding veins as he's gripping the pillows around him for dear life.

But when she feels him about to explode, she takes him in her hand, giving him a few pumps. Ken is soon whimpering and squirming under her touch, calling her name over and over like a prayer. He comes hard all over y/n's hand and his stomach.

When sure that he's emptied, y/n kisses his knee, then the insides of his thighs, all the way up to his neck and lips. Ken accepts the kiss, melting into y/n's warmth like always. He's still panting when he gives her the heartiest embrace, inhaling the sweet smell of her hair and whispering"I love you" so quietly y/n barely hears it.

~~

After y/n takes the time to explain to Ken some basic human biology stuff, she brings a wet towel from the bathroom, cleaning the mess they made on his stomach and thighs. Ken is looking at her with a newfound adoration and he's thanking her for making him feel so good 'till they fall asleep at her bed, together, cuddled up.

~~

notes~~

So, this was part 2 of my Ken fic! Definitely more spicy than the first one. I decided to make this into four parts. It's not meant to be perfect, but I'm trying to make it somehow cohesive. Also, I did think this was going to turn out just a straightforward smut, but I'm ending up adding some emotion to it too. Do check part 1 if you haven't already!

Byeeee 😊

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[clownsuu]

A few doodles of my lil goobers I could manage-

I criminally don’t draw Dusty as much as I feel I should be smhhhhh- (Robbie on da brain 24/7)

#Welcome home #welcome home oc #lovelie robs #Robbie robs #dusty bunny #dr stone face #harvey bazaar #5 lil goobers right there m8 #Funfact #dr stone out of all of the weirdos- #-would get along the most with Dusty #Mostly since Dusty is a very gentle quiet mans- #And doc doesn’t understand Dusty’s speech (just thinks they are agreeing with him)

[heartfullofleeches]

i didnt know who robbie was at first and thought they were a somnophilliac that would have the time of their life fucking bear reader while theyre hibernating ( for plot purposes lets imagine hibernation is actually just a really long deep sleep )

-shark anon

If Bear Hybrid Reader agreed prior Robbie would probably be into it, but if not they're just a creep watching their own sleeping beauty rest through their hibernation.

Doesn't mean they aren't doing weird shit tho-

-

Robbie: Hey, Honey. Would it bother you if I give you a lil smooch on your cheek?

Robbie, moving Reader's jaw - making their voice deeper: "Heck no! You're so cute and talented I'd be a fool not to accept a kiss from you, bumblebee"

Robbie: Oh, you~ [kisses their cheek] You're the sweetest Honey-bear there ever was.

[Bear Hybrid Reader's eyes open for a split second as Robbie cuddles up to their chest. They slowly drift close - the bear having zero energy to process what the hell is going on]

#Robbie my oc #yandere imagines #yandere x reader #yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere x you #yandere insert #yandere blurb #yandere oc #shark devil #yandere hybrid #Cafe tag

[frenchfry99]

"Can we keep it?"

The goober has been found

Rob's right tho, Lilly does remind me of a puppy a bit. Even though she's a cat. Puppycat then?

Poppet & Lilly are so precious to me augh-

(tato means dad)

Lil malicious creature

Lilly can be intimidating to literally anyone but her dads smh (maybe it's the clown nose)

Siblings confirmed 🤨🤨?? Just thought their dynamic would be silly cuz Lilly would be the Ashton defender number one (though there's already a whole bunch of em lol)

Ik this ver of Colt and Rob would not care for some random kid but I found this idea silly -

Two unhinged criminals and their possibly more unhinged child.

How did Rob find her? Well she's been lurking around the mob base for god knows how long (but literally, prolly only Home knew she's here-) until one day Lilly wasn't careful enough and got spotted by Rob or someone else.

Poppet and Ashton would be the only ones Lilly causes the least trouble to-

Tbh Lilly just wants attention (therefore her only fear is being left alone) and would commit crimes and various mischief to make sure you won't forget about her, unlike her og ver who'd rather give you some silly gifts & help. Though she still tries to be helpful in this au, but how competent and serious a child can be?

( ocs by @clownsuu @cupophrogs @ashchoo @thelone-copper )

(Also don't mind that style & brushes change on literally each of those I was going through a crisis)

#Colt & Rob get a kid real? #nah I feel like Lilly just reverse adopted them #they did NOT have a choice #welcome home #welcome home oc #original character #lilly silly wh #mob lilly #welcome home mob au #mob colt cattlemen #lvl 100 mafia boss colt #lvl 100 mafia boss robbie #robbie robs #colt cattlemen #poppet spring #mob ashton #mob poppet #so many character tags oof- #I love mob boss Colt and his Beetlejuice wife sm💔💔 #wish I could draw them more tbh #also yea I think Lilly would end up learning french because of #how much time she spends with Poppet #and why is she nice specifically towards them? #well she toootally didn't live in a circus before- #(not like she remembers lol) #It's funny how she's so comically small but #she'd grow up to be almost as large as Rob-