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Wrong. Ken does not belong in this bracket and these men do not belong next to him

Freddy and Prince Charming are both Boywife core, like Ken. However, Ken’s Boywife core nature stems from a personal, nearly selfish desire- he is the superego. Prince Charming and Freddy do NOT experience those moments of ego and are rather containing of pure id

#Barbie movie #the barbie movie #Barbie #and ken

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Howdy folks! My hours at work got cut and I’m struggling to make rent so these bad boys are back open!! As per usual I will be opening FOUR slots!

Please contact me at [email protected]

OR

Amateur_Menace on Discord to reserve a slot!

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RULES OF THE GAME

• Each character is completely randomized! I will be rolling dice to decide what race/class is generated!

• You can pay to choose which class/race you would like, or leave it up to fate!

• Rerolls cost extra but if a reroll results in the same race/class then I will roll again free of charge!

• All pieces will be full body with a simple color background! No additional characters!

• Pieces are NOT available for resale, but designs, art, and characters belong to you!

All payments will be made through PayPal or Venmo! Please DM if you would like to claim a spot! Your spot will be held for 8 hours but if you have not confirmed character after that your spot will be given to another buyer!

Base Payment will be given upon confirmation of slot- all extra costs will be paid after confirmation of character (i.e. you settle on the class/race combo)

OPEN SLOTS

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For $10 I will draw your D&D character, OC, or Any Character as a kitty or doggie your choice

#tweed does art!!! btw!!! #please help me get zoo money I want a magnet and t shirt #zorro #barbie #d&d art #open raffle #raffle art #ocs #wc #wc art #warrior cats #thunderclan

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More ranch ken? Please?

Ken quickly grew to love working on the ranch, becoming your boyfriend not long after you let him stay with you permanently.

He's so grateful that he's now capable of loving and doing whatever he wants out of his own volition (rather than being told by Mattel what to do and how to feel). It's liberating.

Although he was initially disappointed that he can't ride the horses every second of the day, he's happy to help you care for them!

He memorized all their names and greets them with pats, cooing at them and making sure they're well-fed.

Of course you lend him some money for his efforts, explaining the concepts of saving and managing finances-

But oftentimes your words go in one ear and out the other as he proceeds to splurge that money on gifts for you....or horse collectibles for his "mojo dojo casa room".

It's not 100% like the house he hoped to have in Barbieland, but he's glad to have something to call his own.

Just a cozy little space for himself (and ofc he lets you see it and asks for your approval before placing anything big).

You'd take him to a rodeo to give him the "true cowboy experience", and he watches the show, lighting up like a child on Christmas Day at all the stunts.

He absolutely wants to try bull-riding now, thinking he can stay on longest, but you suggest that he starts with a mechanical bull at some bar first.

Speaking of which....if you drink alcohol, you picked up some actual brewski beer for Ken to try.

First you laugh when he pretend-drinks it (force of habit for dolls ofc) and then you laugh again when he drinks it for real and gags at the taste.

And he gets tipsy for the first time ever, which was especially humorous as he basically asks "wtf am I feeling rn" and you gotta drag his clumsy ass to bed.

You learn he's quite clingy and extra giggly, talking in his best western accent as he showers you with love.

Yeah, he's living his best life rn.

#not mine #WAAAAAAAAAAAAA #I love

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I love Ken but he would absolutely see that waking up early for work stresses you out so as a surprise he’d turn off your alarm so you could sleep in

No he wouldn’t call in to your work and yes you’d absolutely get in trouble for a no-call-no-show

#he’s a fucking idiot but he means well #reader slash #reader insert #barbie imagines #barbie movie fic #barbie x reader #barbie/reader #ken x reader #Ken/reader #Ryan gosling Ken #Ryan gosling Ken/reader #tweed peeps

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I want him to finish on my face 🌚

Till my jaw locks ❤️❤️❤️

#not mine #BARKBARKBARKBARKBAKR

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I strongly believe we should start calling headcannons headKENons. Thank you for attending my TEDtalk

#YUP

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Saw someone post that they shipped Doctor Barbie and Ken and honestly? I’m into it 10/10

#tweed peeps

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went into the barbie movie tag and saw an x reader fic seven posts in.

for ken. does feminism means nothing to you

#needing this as motivation to work on more Barbie content #I love Barb and she needs more content #tweed peeps

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In regards to Allan requests.....can i request a little something for Reader!Doll (Ken or Barbie idc) x Allan meet-cute, or anything regarding love at first sight? Thanks!!!

✨Doll!Reader x Allan✨

💖 Every day in Barbieland is perfect but today is the most perfect of perfect days because today you arrive at Barbieland! You’re one of a kind, brand new, first of your name (and with the way you were selling off the shelves you won’t be the last!) and the Barbies knew immediately that they absolutely had to throw a super awesome blowout party with a bespoke song and completely original dance choreography.

💖 It was exciting! And… maybe a little overwhelming. Your line of Dream House (“Dream Living Apartment by Mattel”) had yet to leave the assembly line so Physicist Barbie was letting you have a sleepover at her place in the interim which was so sweet of her.

💖 The two of you were putting on the final touches of your outfits for the evening (with her complimenting your hair and you praising the flattering pantsuit she’d chosen for the night) before heading to President Barbie’s Dream House where the event would be hosted with you arriving as the guest of honor.

💖 “Ohmigosh! I am just so excited for your party tonight!” Physicist Barbie reached over to grab your hand excitedly, bouncing it a few times as you let out a laugh at just how happy she was. Everything really was perfect in Barbieland, wasn’t it? “It’s not my party, Barbie! It’s President Barbie’s party!” You amended with a bashful smile.

💖 “It’s a party for you though! Your first real night in Barbieland! Ah!!!” She cheered again, waving her hands about with a huge grin as her Dream Car turned itself down the street and began to slow to stop in front of the impressive bright pink building overhead. You could only smile and laugh, somewhat embarrassed by just how nice everyone is!

💖 Carpark Ken graciously escorted you from the vehicle as you followed Physicist Barbie up the regal stairs where a set of massive pink mansion doors opened up to a huge entryway- a wall of PinkSynthFunkBubblePop music hitting your ears in a way that would have been overwhelming if you were anywhere but Barbieland.

💖 The entire party was a blur; you were swarmed by Barbies- all asking you about yourself and what you do and how much you must already love it in Barbieland and Kens who wanted to show off with the cleverly choreographed dance breaks worked into the song.

💖 It would have been exhausting but you were in Barbieland! Barbieland wasn’t exhausting!…… right? You smiled and waved goodbye to another Barbie who’d come to welcome you (her Ken right on her heels- looking like she’d hung the plastic moon in the midnight blue backdrop of a sky). You couldn’t help but feel some weird twist in your chest and, had you been anywhere but Barbieland, you would’ve sighed.

💖 You obviously didn’t have a Ken- you weren’t a Barbie, after all (something you’d had to politely remind a few Kens when they referred to you as one) so why would you have a Ken? You took another pretend-sip of the imaginary sparkling cider when Doctor Barbie spun your way- her beautiful red hair billowing out behind her as she handed you a pair of roller skates.

💖 “Come on! You’ve gotta join in the next dance- we’re doing a Starlight Express inspired Jubilee-Groove Pop number in your honor!” She extended her hand to you and you took it without a second thought despite that same little twinging feeling you felt earlier. “Thanks, Barbie!” You called out, doing a little spin that (with the help of some Barbieland magic!) resulted in you coming to a smooth stop on your roller skates!

💖 “Wow, Barbie you look so rockin’ in those skates!” Came the cheerful caw of nearby Roadie Ken decked out in a glittery denim vest with slicked back hair. “Oh my GOSH, Ken! They’re not a Barbie!” Doctor Barbie scolded even as you waved his words away with a bashful smile. “Oh…! Well you look TOTALLY ROCKIN’, Ken!” He went in for a fist bump only for Doctor Barbie to roll her eyes and grab your hand, skating towards the dance stage. “They’re not a Ken either, duhh” Barbie groaned. Roadie Ken apologized profusely (clearly confused) but was cut off at the Jubilee-Groove Pop song started up, music loud and cheerful and just so Barbie.

💖 The choreography began and you moved through it automatically- like your body knew how to do each move without you putting an effort behind it. You smiled and moved along to the music- ignoring the Totally Nonexistent Part of you that felt like this wasn’t… your scene.

💖 You spun on your wheels in a beautiful pirouette before a Ken wheeled up, taking your hand in his and following in the choreography with a big grin. He opened his mouth to say something before you felt your body whirl in another direction without your consent. The choreography sending you from partner to partner- the Kens a blur of big white shiny smiles and the Barbies each a beautiful, capable individual but none of them were the right dance partner it seemed.

💖 Your body moved on its own, switching partners with elegant dance moves that timed perfectly with the rising music. Right as the pop music swelled you closed your eyes; letting your body move on its own. You felt your body grab a hand- a new partner, your eyes opened right as the music came to a head.

💖 He was… cute. With big doe eyes and deep red hair that framed a sweet face he was… different? He followed your movements just as easily as you slipped into each other’s orbit perfectly.

💖 “You aren’t a Ken!?” You blurted out, surprised even as you spun into into his arms on one roller skate. He laughed, pretty porcelain cheeks turning a shade of pink. “Oh! No, I’m Ken’s buddy, Allan. All his clothes fit me. Are you the new Barbie?” He asked, lifting you up as the two of you stood in the middle of the dance floor- the rest of the couples moving in a perfect circle around the two of you.

💖 “They’re not a Barbie~” came the singsong voice of a dancer spinning by.

💖 “O-Oh! I’m sorry I didn’t mean!” Allan started but you waved him off with an embarrassed grin, unable to tear your eyes away from his as the lights and music seemed to float and glitter around you. “Don’t worry about it” you said gently, surprised by how breathless you sounded despite not needing to breathe.

💖 The two of you seemed to be locked in this moment together- unable to tear your eyes apart as the two of you smiled bashfully. That weird feeling you had earlier- the one that said this wasn’t your scene, the one that felt like the music was loud- the one that wanted to sigh in Barbieland seemed to dissipate as the music finished.

💖 You introduced yourself politely, still smiling as you admired the way his eyes lit up at your name. “It’s very nice to meet you, Allan.” You said, knowing you probably looked silly with how big of a grin was on your face. But it couldn’t have been that silly because his smile mirrored yours and it looked so charming on him.

💖 “So would you like to-” Allan started only to get cut off as a new song came to life, dancers rushing the floor. “WhoAH!” Allan yelped as Model Ken whipped past him, sending the redhead tumbling forwards. Without thinking you reached out, catching him without hesitation and wrapping your arms around him with a surprised gasp.

💖 You stared deeply into his eyes from where you held onto him- blinking a few times at how close the two of you were. Something in your brain told you to press forwards- you don’t know why but you just needed to press your lips against his and-

💖 “Hey! Nobel Prize Winning Journalist Barbie invited you to the after party at her place! Let’s go!” The two of you jumped apart as Doctor Barbie approached you with a big smile, immediately grabbing your hand and wheeling you in a new direction. You were stunned, almost starstruck from the handsome doll you’d just been pulled away from.

💖 You hardly noticed Doctor’s Barbie’s words but nodded along, unable to stop yourself from glancing over your shoulder at Allan, who still stood looking just as spellbound as you felt. Your eyes met through the crowd and shared a shy smile, you lifted a hand to wave goodbye at him and he did the same.

💖 Something deep inside you stirred, making your face warm and your steps feel light. You think you were going to really really like living in Barbieland.

💖 (Somewhere in the RealWorld, a little girl sat in the backseat of a car with her brand new doll and the Allan her mother had managed to find on the back of the shelf of a Goodwill last Christmas; baffled that the discontinued toy had been for sale. “Honey? Honey- don’t smush their faces together like that, remember? You have to be careful! There’s only one Allan.”)

#anonymous #tweed peeps #reader slash #reader insert #barbie imagines #barbie movie fic #barbie x reader #barbie/reader #barbie movie (2023) #Allan #Allan (Barbie Movie) #Allan (Barbie) #Allan/Reader #Allan x Reader #Allan (Barbie)/Reader #Allan(Barbie) x Reader #ken x reader

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Also someone please explain to me why I think this may be the longest ‘Imagine’ I’ve done for the Barbie movie yet

Like duders I did NOT expect to write this much whaatttt

Working on an Allan Request and I may have fallen in love even more w that weird little guy 💖

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Working on an Allan Request and I may have fallen in love even more w that weird little guy 💖

#tweed peeps #this gif is so Allancore #I know it’s Julian and not Allan but like… look at those dance moves

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You know you've hit rock bottom when you've read all the ken fanfics on tumblr

#literally me. #I’m not at rock bottom tho I’m actively digging deeper 💖 #tweed peeps

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✨Dating Margot!Barbie x Human!Reader✨

💖 SHE WANTS TO HOLD YOUR HAND!!! After becoming human Barbie is way more confident in herself and her individuality but that does not mean you, her beloved partner, gets to walk around with your hand unheld!

💖 Loves makeovers. Watches hours on hours of hair and makeup tutorials just so she can dress you and herself up for anything and everything. The best though is those peaceful nights alone with a movie on while the two of you curl up on a couch together. (Her favorite is when she sits on the floor between your legs while you brush her hair).

💖 The girl is a fidgeter (that’s why she likes holding your hands so much! She likes to play your fingers!). Probably developed a bad habit of biting her nails (definitely appreciates getting her nails done now cause it not only looks good it also curbs the habit). Loves loves LOVES fidget toys but is very particular about the ones she uses.

💖 Barbara Handler is the biggest blanket hog known to man. It’s ridiculous and frustrating and so so adorable- like it doesn’t matter how many times you wake up in the middle of the night to pull the covers back towards you- you will inevitably wake up with no blankets and being smothered by a blanket-cocooned Barbie practically on top of you.

💖 One of Barbie’s favorite things about the RealWorld is the music. Back in Barbieland there’s music, sure, but almost all of it is Bubblegum, Dance Party, or Beachy. Coming to the RealWorld really opens up the entirety of the music spectrum to Barb. She absolutely starts collecting records and so many of y’all’s dates start or end at record shops where she walks away with at least two new albums each time. She LOVES to make you playlists. So. Many. Playlists. And every single one has so much devotion and thought into it that it’s enough to make you swoon.

#tweed peeps #barbie movie fic #barbie/reader #Margo!Barbie/reader #margo Robbie barbie #barbie imagines #barbie x reader #reader slash

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HI i saw ur requests are open for barbie so how about barbara (whos still learning abt the real world) being all omg we should get married a week after asking her s/o out and her s/o whos like whoa slow down

it comes about when you're watch the bachelorette.

it's a new fixture in your relationship, ever since barbie saw a commercial for it, and you saw a few of the bachelorette's tiktoks about the upcoming season. since then, the two of you sit down every sunday, grab a pint of ben & jerry's (cherry garcia was barbie's pick this week) and turn the channel to abc.

barbie is into it. her blue eyes rarely leave the screen, she absolutely refuses to leave the living room during commercial breaks, and she spends the entire monday after conspiring about who she thinks charity will pick in the end.

you know how obsessed she is, so it shouldn't be a surprise when she picks up an idea or two from the show.

"so i was thinking," you turn to face your girlfriend when a commercial for a car comes on. she slides the spoon out of her mouth, sticks it straight down into the ice cream, and turns to face you with an excited look in her eyes.

"we should get married!"

your immediate reaction is to freeze, features stuck as if you've just been love bombed in a large crowd. then you blink, lips closing to form an amused smile.

all the while, barbie continues talking.

"because like, in the show," her hand gestures to the tv, "charity is all about finding her husband and she's looking for connections with these men and we have a connection stronger than any of them. so i just feel like if they can get married, then we should to."

her smile is proud, satisfied, and you can't help but let your own smile reflect. it's a good idea, except for the fact that you and barbie started officially dating two episodes ago.

you nod, putting your own spoon back in the bowl. "that's a good idea, babes," her smile widens. "except people don't really get married that quick." her smiles drops, and your heart thuds painfully for a second.

"oh." her blue eyes look a little darker, so you put the pint of ice cream on the coffee table and scoot a little closer to her.

"i would love to marry you, barbie, don't think that i feel the opposite. it's just that for humans, marriage is a big thing that happens after you spend lots of time getting to know each other and you move in and all that stuff." she still looks a little sad, so you cup her cheeks gently, making sure she's really looking at you. "but, until then, how about we just get matching rings and pretend we're married?"

her smile brightens, the idea of jewelry definitely ringing bells in her head. "can i pick them out?"

you nod, a little laugh leaving your lips. "yeah. but i wanna see them, too."

and then the episode comes back on, and barbie has all of her attention focused on the screen once more.

#BARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARK #sorry I love this #not mine!

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Hi! I saw you wanted some barbie prompts so I had a idea.

What if Ken meets someone in the real world and he instantly found them attractive, they end up complimenting him which makes him want them even more to where he forgets the whole patriarchy ordeal and just wants them to love him because they didn’t just ignore him.

💖 Meeting RG!Ken in the Real World 💖

(RG!Ken x Human!Reader)

💖 SO YOU DEFINITELY MEET THIS GUY WHILE HE’S IN DAVY CROCKETT MIDDLE SCHOOL’S LIBRARY. You’ve been working there a few months as a librarian and while it wasn’t exactly your passion it was something that filled your schedule and kept half-decent food on the kitchen table so you wouldn’t complain.

💖 “Hi! Would you point me in the direction of the Horses and Patriarchy section?” The cheerful voice made you look up from where you were hunched over at the painfully old computer- double checking that all of the due books had been checked in.

💖 “Excuse me?” You said, completely flabbergasted by both the words and looks of the man who stood opposite your desk. He was tall; with golden blonde hair and sun-kissed skin he would be strikingly handsome were it not for the ridiculous cowboy outfit he was donned in. (Who were you kidding? He was still ridiculously attractive even with the costume).

💖 “Would you point me in the direction of the Horses and Patriarchy section of this library” he repeated with another charming smile, leaning forwards to rest his chin in his hands.

💖 “That’s…” you started slowly, brows furrowed in a way that made his chest feel weird and tingly. “We don’t have a section for Horses and the Patriarchy.” You explained as gently as you could, eyeing around in hopes of finding the poor excuse for a security officer that usually took his lunch in here despite the obvious ‘no eating in the library’ signs posted around.

💖 The man’s handsome face wilted a bit and for a moment you felt a little guilty for not being able to indulge his ridiculous request. “Oh! Silly me- could you point me in the direction of the Horse Section first? I’ll go to the Patriarchy section after” He said, chipper once again.

💖 “We… don’t have a just Horses section either..” you said again, watching as the man seemed to actually wither, crumbling forwards till his head was against the cold wood of your work desk.

💖 “Do you have a Patriarchy section?” He whimpered, looking up at you from where he’d half collapsed dramatically against your desk- blue eyes glassy and filled with so so much emotion considering the circumstances.

💖 When you shook your head he nearly wailed, sinking further till he was almost entirely on the floor- fringe out of place and hat askew. You stood up to peer over your desk, looking down at the handsome man near-crying on your library floor.

💖 You glanced around, thankfully it was lunchtime for the kids so almost everyone was outside enjoying the sunny Los Angeles afternoon, leaving your room mostly empty. You gnawed on your lips nervously for a few moments before making a decision.

💖 “I can help you find some books on horses though.. and the patriarchy?” You offered, not entirely sure what you were getting yourself into as he jumped up, smiling eagerly and leaning forwards till his face was a few inches away from yours.

💖 “You’d do that for me?” He said with so much awe and amazement you’d think you offered to hang the stars for him.

💖 “…Yeah?” It was your job after all, even if this man was definitely not a student or staff member as far as you knew. Maybe he was a substitute teacher (yeah… right)

💖 But the way his whole face lit up joyfully at something as small as helping him find books made your heart give a little skip in your chest.

💖 You guide him around, pointing out a few books that were somewhat relevant (though he really only seemed interested in grabbing the ones with lots of pictures). Standing next to him you noticed he… really didn’t have a sense of personal space- the man would lean close everytime you spoke up to offer your help in locating relevant books, big baby-blue eyes staring into yours as he hung on to every word you said, nodding enthusiastically.

💖 You felt your cheeks and ears warm go warm at all the attention, occasionally stumbling on a word or two and chewing on your lip nervously between sentences- eyes darting around to anything but the absolute ray of sunshine in front of you.

💖 “Why are you doing that?” He asked innocently, leaning forwards into your space again with only the flimsy spine of Horses, by Ryan Bessin to protect you.

💖 “Doing what?” You said, trying to sound collected and professional though your gaze was still elsewhere, skimming over the names and authors. You jumped a little when you felt him reach out to gently prod at your lip, freeing it from the grasp of your teeth.

💖 “You’re chewing on your lip” he started, unconsciously mirroring the action on his own face. His blue eyes were focused so intensely on your lips and he felt that weird flutter in his chest again. What was that? A side effect of the real world?

💖 “Oh sorry I do that when I’m” you waved your hand vaguely for a moments, waiting till he finally looked away from your mouth to meet your gaze. “Nervous.”

💖 His head tilted in confusion and you were unable to look at him and not see an absolutely adorable, floppy-eared golden retriever puppy. “You’re nervous? Why?” He sounded so genuine and you swear to god he needed to stop looking at you with so much kindness and interest or you may just explode.

💖 “You’re just” you grip tight to the book, “-you’re very… handsome” (and intense) you started again, cheeks warming even more when his face seemed to light up like the Fourth of July- a huge grin splitting his face. “I think there’s another book that might interest you over here!” Frantically you change the subject, thrusting the book forwards and trying (and failing) not to notice just how solid his abs were.

💖 He followed you eagerly, still smiling at you with those weirdly perfect teeth and that shamelessly attentive expression. “Thank you so much, Barbie!”

💖 You looked over your shoulder at him, bewildered. “That’s? Not my name?” You said with a confused but genuine smile. Was it supposed to be some type of weird compliment?

💖 The man blinked, baffled for a few moments before he seemed to remember something. “Oh! Sorry! Force of habit” he laughed, looking bashful as he fingered the pages of the book he held.

💖 (And you definitely didn’t let your gaze slip to those deft, elegant looking hands. Broad and masculine but spared any callous or freckle- his tanned skin nearly perfect)

💖 “So… why exactly are you looking for books on the Patriarchy and Horses?”

💖 He blinked a few times at your question, looking down at the books in his arms as though he’d forgotten they were there for a moment. His smile brightened marginally, and he picked up one of the books at random- The Origins of Patriarchy, waving it loosely in front of your face. “Oh! So I’m learning about this super awesome thing called The Patriarchy”

💖 He almost immediately noticed the slight downward tilt of your lips- and the resulting twist in his chest was not like the fluttering sensations from earlier. No this was… icky- this feeling was unpleasant (something he didn’t actually have a lot of context for) and all he could think of was getting that look off of your face as fast as possible.

💖 “But- uh that’s beside the point!” As flippantly as possible he tosses the book over his shoulder with a bashful laugh. You winced, knowing you’d have to put that up later, but the man didn’t seem to notice; too busy looking at you with those big blue eyes and leaning against the bookshelf.

💖 “O-Okay?” You said, blinking rapidly at him as you chewed nervously on your lip again, trying not to squirm under the pure fascination in his gaze, completely unaware of the rapidly shifting priorities of the man in front of you.

💖 “Oh my name is Ken! Hey- what size rollerblades do you wear by the way?”

#tweed peeps #reader insert #anonymous #the lost boys #barbie movie fic #barbie #RG!Ken/Reader #barbie Imagines #Ken/Reader #ken x reader #RG!Ken x Reader #headkennons

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✨ Dating RG!Ken Headcannons✨

💖 This man is an absolute puppy- he wants nothing more than to follow you around and give you and sort of help you could possibly need. Groceries? He’s carrying all of them and he’s doing it in ONE TRIP! Laundry? He’s folding all your clothes and organizing them by color, material, outing, and a secret fourth thing that he can not explain but calls ‘The Ken Factor’.

💖 Ken is the prince of PDA. Like at any opportunity he’s holding on to you in one way or another, like you’re lucky this man does not hold your hand while you go to the restroom.

💖 He just!! Always wants to be near you, when you’re cuddling he will shimmy his entire body down till he’s able to press his face to your neck and cling to you like a koala. (He also loves to press little kisses there while you tell him about your day).

💖 Cannot cook but by god will this man try. Definitely ends up going to cooking classes so he can get the skills to make your favorite foods for you as a surprise. The first time he surprises you with a meal it comes out a little overdone but when you look into his big hopeful blue eyes you can’t help but devour the whole thing and sit with him to give tips on next time. (He nearly jumps out of his seat in excitement when you imply he’ll get to cook for you again).

💖 This man is a SMOOCHER! Anytime the feeling overcomes him (which is often) he’ll swoop down and press a kiss to your cheek, temple, forehead, even the top of your your nose is not safe from his love. And everytime he gets away with it he pins you with this charming smirk that never fails to send your brain into reset mode (which is exactly what he wants to that he can steal another few kisses from you).

💖 Can get really jealous and definitely will need to talk out/get reassurance early on in your relationship that he’s the Only Ken you like-like. Sometimes it’s a matter of talking out how he feels and sometimes he just needs to hold your hand and puff out his chest so everyone knows he’s your favorite.

💖 At the end of the day he just wants to be as important to you as you are to him and anything you say or do to affirm that will just turn him to warm melty goo.

#reader insert #anonymous #Barbie movie #Barbie 2023 Headcannons #RG!Ken/reader #Barbie/Reader #Ryan Gosling’s Ken/Reader #SFW headcannons #reader insert Barbie movie #headcannons #Barbie self-insert #Barbie Fanfiction #headKennons