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notyourhetloki · 9 months

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

competition (Ken x Reader x Barbie)

Reader: gender neutral

/Ken x Reader x Barbie/

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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yourftmfriend · 8 months

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Some smut-fluff with bottom Ken x Male reader? Ever since I read that one post with Ken giving a bj my brain chemistry has been completely altered

Oh my god. Same tbh (Just imagine he has all his genitals in this lol)

You knew. You knew him. You knew how obsessed he was with you. Your every praise directed to him was divine. Every touch from you felt as soft as thousands of pillows. When he looked at you, you could almost see the hearts in his eyes.

You could feel the heat radiating from him as you stroked his hair lovingly. He had his head against your thigh as his half lidded eyes eyes took loving looks at you. Ken leaned into your touch whenever your hand was touching him. Now was no different as he nuzzled into your hand, his eyes closing and a smile on his face. “Love you” he mumbled, almost inaudible.

You felt something on your shoe. Your focus shifted from the weigh to your boyfriend as he let out a heavenly whine. You let out a little ‘oh’ as you noticed him grinding slowly against the rough leather. His gaze shifted from your face in embarassment. You gently held his chin and made him look at you. Your thumb stroked his cheek slowly as a grin planted itself on your face. “You need any help darling?” The petname made his heart flutter. He let out a whimper as he buried his face in your thigh and kept grinding himself on your shoe. You chuckles as you kept stroking his hair.

“What would the others think of you if they saw you like this puppy?..” he let out a louder moan, muffled by your thigh. “What’d they do if they knew the manly Ken they knew was humping a human’s shoe like a mutt?” His breathing got faster and faster with his humping.

“You close baby? You gonna cum all over my new shoes?” he let out quiet whines of ‘please’s against your pants that were already drenched with drool.

When he came you helped him ride out his high by praising him more and moving your shoe against him. You noticed he was done when he stopped moving and gave him a few minutes to breathe. You kept running your hands through his soft hair as he took in heavy breaths, a dazed look on his face. You patted your thigh, signaling him to come up.

You helped him sit on your thigh and planted a little kiss to his forehead. His face got red as he buried his head in your shoulder. “Thank you..”

#top male reader #dom male reader #dom gn reader #male reader #top gn reader #dom!reader #ken x male reader #my babygirl #ken smut #barbie movie

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v1olentdelights · 10 months

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Just saw the Barbie movie, so a quick thought???

Spencer reid x reader There are no spoilers, but just to be safe, don't read unless you've seen the movie.

Spencer and you had finally had a day off, and though your work colleagues invited you to hang out with them, you already had plans.

"Do I really have to wear this?" Spencer complains about his pink sweater vest.

"Yes, Spence! I tried to make it as comfortable as I could for you. Everyone is doing it, and I want to as well. Plus, you can't say no to me, right?" You heard him huff and then shuffle around the living room. Presumably looking for his keys and wallet. Though they were in your room, so you grabbed them as you walked out.

"Do you know where my..." He trailed off as he saw your outfit. Pink, that was the first and only word that came to mind.

"What do you think?!" Passing him the keys and wallet you twirled about and smiled happily. He took longer than you expected to answer, and it made your heart drop a bit. Was this too much? You didn't want to go crazy, but you wanted to have fun.

But as he stepped closer to you, a smile grew on his face. He reached for your hand and spun you around before pulling you close.

"You are the most stunning Barbie I have ever seen." He kissed you all over your face causing you to pull back.

"Don't ruin the makeup, baby!" You rushed over to the couch to pick up your zip up before pulling him out the door.

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Handing you a tissue from his pocket, you gratefully took it. Spencer then moved to rub your back gently.

The movie had ended, and your heart felt a little less heavy. All those years ago, you remember playing with your Barbie, all the places you brought her. She was your best friend, someone you confided in about all the trivial arguments you had with your mother.

Stepping out of the theater was almost worse. It felt like you were saying goodbye to part of your childhood again. But you leaned on Spencer, much like you always have, because he was your rock. He was your Allan.

Wiping your nose before quickly discarding the tissue, you kissed Spencer on the cheek, his nose scrunched up as you did.

"Thank you for coming with me, Spencer. That meant a lot." You could still hear the stuffiness in your nose. But he just looked down at you and smiled, something shining in his eyes.

"Of course, sweetheart." He returned the kiss with one of his own to the top of your head.

On your way out, you saw turns of pink going out and in of the theater. Though someone caught your eye.

"Y/N!!! SPENCER!!!" You heard the familiar heel clacking and the heavy boots scuffing the ground. Then you almost got tackled by Penelope without even getting a good look at her. She squeezed you incredibly tight. You could hear Derek patting Spencer on the shoulder.

"Did you guys just watch it, too?" Spencer questioned, though when Penelope pulled back, and you got a good look at her face, you could tell the answer. If you were the definition of pink right now, Penelope was double pink. And she looked gorgeous.

"You got dragged into watching it, too?" Derek chuckled. But you saw how his eyes were the slightest bit puffy. "I thought the ending was a bit... eh."

Yours and Penelopes heads snapped towards him. Then he looked like a deer caught in headlights. Spencer even looked a bit taken back.

"What?!" You and Penelope asked in unison.

"Well, I just mean, I wish they showed more with the mom and Barbie. You know?" He crossed his arms, not once breaking eye contact.

In a moment, the rage that had built in you dulled. That made sense. It ended perfectly in your opinion, and Derek's point was valid.

"Okay. You get a pass, Derek Morgan, that was a reasonable thought." Penelope announced. "Now, shall we go get some ice cream? It's the boys' treat!" She exclaimed as she linked arms with you. The boys laughed before following.

#grace writes #barbie movie #barbie spoilers #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x black!reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid #penelope garcia #penelope garcia x reader #derek morgan #derek morgan x reader #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds x y/n #spencer reid x gn!reader #gn reader #fem reader #x reader #reader insert

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lifeiskentastic · 9 months

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Ken plays board games with gn!Reader

Gif by @dilfgifs

A/N: I have so many ideas about Ken exploring the Real World I don't think my notes are big enough for it…

Summary: Ken plays Uno for the first time, and the Real World Reader helps him out.

Word count: 657 words;

Have a good reading!

Ken never played board games. Of course, in Barbieland he had… Cards that had to be placed on top of other cards of the same type without any rules? Well, I think everyone will agree that this is a bit outside the scope of the conventional notion of board games, so the bottom line is still the same: Ken has never played a real board game. And you, as his Real World tour guide, decided to fix that by starting with elementary Uno.

"Ken…" You tried your best to hold back the urge to look at Ken's cards that he had so naively put on display. And also laughter. Because his carelessness could not but cheer you up. "You need to hide your cards or I can spy on them and beat you easily."

"Oh".

Ken turned them upside down in an instant.

"You didn't get to see them, did you?"

You finally opened your eyes and looked unhindered into Ken's worried face.

“No, don't worry. I'll win in a fair fight, so… And now it's my turn.'

You didn't have a choice, so you laid out the color selection card. In fact, you stuck it out until the very end because you knew for sure that Ken…

“Ah, this is the card you were telling me about, isn't it? This, um…”

…will have some problems with this.

“This card means I can now choose any suit for the next card. And I choose…"

You thought for a moment, although there was no need for it. You could normally say the color you have more of, or just the first color that comes to mind. But it was not difficult to notice that Ken, or rather his game, was in a bad situation... This was evidenced by at least a dozen cards in his hands. You didn't want Ken to lose and get discouraged in his first Uno game, so you decided to play along with him a little. Sometimes breaking the rules can serve a good cause.

"…Blue!"

Ken's face immediately darkened. He frowned and you realized that, it seems, in your efforts to do the best, you only made it worse.

"No! I'd rather choose... Green?"

Ken's face lit up and filled with pride, not hiding his sincere emotions at all. And you were finally able to exhale.

You played for a while longer, and you did your best to push Ken to victory. And now, at the most decisive moment, when you both had only one card left, you were quite ready to give this win to your opponent. However, it seems that Ken had other plans.

He decisively threw a reverse card into the deck. You're about to take a breath to shout out congratulations on his first victory, but...

"Oh, I think my card is the wrong color... I'll have to take more, am I right?"

You stare in confusion at the other card in Ken's hand. But a moment ago he had only one!

"Ken, didn't you already have Uno?"

"No, I had two cards! Uh-huh… Yeah."

Ken was a lousy liar. He couldn't even keep a straight face during the game, and then there was the lie, so you easily uncovered his little scam. It looks like you weren't the only one who wanted your opponent to win.

You smiled to yourself, enjoying Ken's sweet act. Even though he didn't know much about the game, he was still trying to help you. Your smile became all too obvious as you realized this.

"Okay... I propose a draw, what do you think?"

"Does that mean we both win, or does that mean we both lose?"

"It means that we ended this match on equal terms. And now we can go eat ice cream as a prize."

Ken smiled broadly, unable to contain his feelings. His smile was even happier than if he had just won the game.

"You know, I like board games!"

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spidergenius · 10 months

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not a want but a need (smutty ryan gosling's ken fics)

#ryan gosling #ken x reader #barbie #barbie the movie #x male reader #x gn reader

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spencer0o7 · 10 months

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barbie x gn!reader

✧.* movie nights with barbie ✧.*

˚ · . You and Barbie love watching movies together. After a long day you love cuddling on the couch with her and watching something on tv.

˚ · . Barbie loves doing this with you. She enjoys being able to relax and spend some time with you.

˚ · . When Barbie picks the movie she usually decides on something very campy and cheerful. You can’t count how many times you’ve watched clueless at this point.

˚ · . While you usually stick with something simple like popcorn as a snack, she loves experimenting with something different every time.

˚ · . She’ll get gummy bears one time and then chocolate another. She always lets you have some of her snacks though since she loves sharing with you.

˚ · . At the end of the movie you’ll sometimes find Barbie asleep on your shoulder, which you think is absolutely adorable so you let her sleep.

#barbie #barbie x reader #ken #kenergy #barbie the movie #barbie movie #margot robbie #margot robbie x reader #gn!reader #gender neutral fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction

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celestialfantasiess · 1 year

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No but imagine when you die and you first go to heaven and discovers that paradise is extremely exaggerated. It's beautiful you have to admit that but the rules man, the rules are crazy. Can't even throw a good party because almost nothing is allowed here. Sex, alcohol and you could go on about the weird rules. So having enough of this you keep breaking the rules one by one until you fall from grace and end up in the devildom again. Diavolo and Barbatos find you and are like what the hell are you doing here. So you explain what happened so they call the brothers and so here you are strutting back into hell with your demon lovers behind you and the prince next to you. And you strut back into RAD and your like I'm back bitches. All the demons let out a sigh of relief at you because those weeks without you were crazy. No you equals no person to keep the brothers in check except Lucifer who they don't listen to that well so they were very glad with your return.

Mc: I'm back bitches

Every demon in RAD: please never leave again

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star-writez · 8 months

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Ken romance with a gn reader hcs

(Enjoy my goofy goobers :3)

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

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

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

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

-will also give you a bunch of compliments-

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

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

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

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

-did I mention he is super clingy?-

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

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

- but it’s also kinda cute-

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

-and he has A LOT of pickup lines-

-and all of the pickup lines are super cheesy-

(That’s all I could think of rahhh)

(I hope y’all enjoyed that lol)

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notyourhetloki · 9 months

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

feel good (Ken x Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/NSFW Ken x Doll!Reader/

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

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

Word Count: 1.1k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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ghouljams · 7 months

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ah, i realize ive been liking a lot of your posts at an alarming rate IM VERY SORRY I DIDNT MEAN TO IYGRWGFHERU i took a break from tumblr and have just spent the day catching up on everything i missed (my bad:( ) BUT WOW SCRUMPTIOUS AS ALWAYS THANK YIU FOR THE FOOD GODBLESS HOLY FUCK. YOUR KNIGHT N PRINCESS AU GOT ME SOBBING ITS SO WELL WRITTEN I WANT TO SCREAM (1fae1 and viking!soap still has me bouncing your writing is SO insnae oh my god AND THE DEMON DARLINGS? i was having SUCH a blast bingeing) BUT. still standing on the hill of goose being my favourite god im so in love with her WITCH IS A CLOSE SECOND please please just one chance... 🧎 🧎 🧎 (i get disembowelled) im like, so serious about this. your goose x reader fics are my favourite fucking thing in the world. goose (and on occasion witch, ...i think im just very gay) is the only one that can make me squeal and giggle and run laps around my room you dont understand the visceral squealing that was happening. the cod men? yea im hyperfixated but like ehhh🙄 mid. just some guys. some dudes. got me straight faced no expression i read for mindless entertainment. (/hj) LMDEFOIGRJGRTUGTOGFEWFER BUT GOOSE?? IM BARKING IM MEOWING ANYTHING PLEASE JSUT ONE CHANCE IM CRAWLING ON MY KNEES ARRURRYRGHRRRR 👹 👹 👹 👹 (so sorry for being abnormal in your ask box im done now 😔)

Be abnormal in my inbox I'm loving it. I'll write some Goose x reader just for you my love(and for me)

The only thing worse than Halloween in the city is Halloween in the country. There seems to be nothing these people enjoy more than scaring the hell out of the city folk unlucky enough to wander into their "haunted trail" or "corn maze of doom." Popular attractions that boasted what looked like startlingly real entrails, and over excited ranch hands revving chainsaws at anyone that walked too close. It's the best, you would spend every weekend out here if you could. Especially if it means getting a peak at the real attraction.

You've seen more than one person posting on social media about one specific corn maze's "killer". The mask is nothing special, one of those blank white party masks, but the bursts of laughter and physicality of the woman under it? You were a little smitten.

Smitten enough to be leisurely as you wander the maze. You're properly spooked by the glowing eyes in the corn, the growing sense of unease as you come across blood splatters and viscera, even the other scare actors jumping out to make you run for the next turn. Still, none of them are who you're looking for. You're not quite paying attention to the maze, you don't think you're lost, but you're starting to worry you'll get out before you ever meet your favorite scare.

You shouldn't have been.

You turn away from your fifth dead end and come face to face with her. Everything about her is curated to inspire danger, her clothing ripped and splattered with blood, the grimy mask leaving just enough room for her eyes to shine through it, down to the butcher's knife clutched in her hand. Deep crimson liquid drips off the startlingly realistic blade and onto her boots. Her posture makes you feel like you're staring down a wild animal, her movements unnatural as she takes a step towards you.

Despite all of that your heart skips a beat for a reason so far from fear you're actually a little worried about your mental state. You're frozen at the sight of her, unsure how to drag out this moment. You want to say something. Fuck what do you say to a scare actor you're more than a little in love with?

"You're supposed to run sugar," She tells you, tipping her head to one side. You giggle nervously at the affection, watching her flip the knife in her hand. She hums, hunching her shoulders to tip her head further, looking at you sideways. "It's no fun if you don't run, you want this to be fun don't you?" You nod, you think she wants you to say yes and you desperately want to do what she wants. "Then go on baby," She presses, straightening to her full height, "run."

She stands to the side as you sprint past her, you feel the wick of metal against your leg. When you look down your pant leg has a fresh cut right at your thigh. That's a real fucking knife. Christ, that's a real knife. Why does that make you so excited?

You glance behind you and she's gone. Your disappointment is short lived, you're forced to stop short by her cleaver cutting through the tall stalks of corn on your left. Her eyes wild with excitement as you start to wonder if this is maybe... not a haunted corn maze. She flips her knife and swings at you. You duck with a sharp yelp and take off running again. You don't bother checking behind you again, you take turns quick and haphazardly. You hear the 'shick' of her knife as she cuts the air behind you and you know she's on your tail.

Your heart pounds in your chest, your breath heaving as you run. Despite the adrenaline you can't help responding to her wild laughter with some of your own. You're having fun. Really terrifying fun, but fun none the less.

You turn into a dead end and stop short, just as you feel fingers grab the back of your neck. Your pursuer tugs you back against her chest, the edge of her knife pressing tantalizingly against your throat.

"Well that was unlucky," She tells you, low and sweet against your ear. The plastic of her mask hardly dampens the feeling of her words. You shiver, careful of her blade as you swallow.

"Fuck you're hot," You blurt out, adrenaline making you significantly less eloquent than you would have liked. You cringe a little. She snorts.

"That right?" Her fingers drift from gripping your neck to your hair, scratching your scalp before grabbing tight at the base. The ache of it is pleasantly sharp, you get the feeling that this isn't part of the scare. "Always fun when y'all come through," She breathes, talking to herself. You press back against her, feel her slot her knee between your legs as you do. You were just trying to put some distance between yourself and the edge of the knife, but this feels like something totally different. "You want me to slice you baby?" She patronizes, barely a whisper against your ear.

"No," You grit, although...

"No," She coos, "You want mean Goose to fuck you, right?"

"I'm not supposed to play with my food," She stands, "so call me once you get your head on. Probably won't be workin' by then."

She nods your head for you, careful of her knife, before pushing you to the ground. You scramble to crawl away from her, turning onto your back when you hear her crouch. She pushes her mask up with a wicked grin, still holding all the intent you'd been running from. This feels more dangerous than her knife. Something about her teeth, the way they're bared for you, sets you on edge. You think it's seeing her face, that makes this feel more real.

You recognize her. Goose. She helped jump your car when it died in town. She'd seemed so nice. She tugs a slip of paper from her back pocket and tosses it towards you.

#x reader #oc x reader #oc: goose #this barbie is going to fucking get u #kink tags #knifeplay #pred/prey dynamics #slasher!Goose #I guess?????#grrrrrrrrr I want her so fucking bad #f!oc #gn!reader #gender neutral reader #ghoul speaks #Goose you can do whatever you want forever #is she really a scare actor or is she gonna kill you idk #I don't CARE fucking slice and dice me goose

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forggywrites · 10 months

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Let’s See the Barbie Movie!

Miguel O’Hara x GN reader

Headcanons/scenario

Requests are open!

CW: slight spoilers for the Barbie movie? I’m not sure. Reader annoys Miguel. He gets annoyed, but not angry.

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“Hey Miguel, what do you think about seeing the Barbie movie with me?”

“You want me to see the Barbie movie with you? Why don’t you ask anyone else here to see it with you? Like Peter B, he seems like the type to like that kinda stuff…”

You huff “but I wanna go with my favorite person in the whole world! Besides, I think it’ll be fun!”

Miguel gives you a look, then turns back to his work.

Suddenly Lyla appears

“Miguel, you really should go. The ratings are very high, and it’s got some VERY attractive actors in there.” (All of them are hot)

“Is the movie even out yet?” He responded.

“Yeah! It came out just the other day! A bunch of people are already talking about it!”

“No, I’m too busy.”

“Please?”

“No”

“Pleaaaasssseeeeee?” You ask, stretching the word out.

“No.” he adds more firmly.

“Pretty please?” You give him the exaggerated puppy dog eyes, your lip pouted.

“No.”

You stop, walk closer to the man, and drop to your knees in front of him.

“Please, for me?” You flutter your eyelashes.

You both go quiet

…

“…fine”

“What did you say? I couldn’t hear you.” You teased.

“I said fine, I will go see Barbie with you. But I am not dressing up.”

“YIPPIEE!!!” You shout as you jump to your feet.

“I’ll buy the tickets, when are you free?”

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“I’m ready to see Barbie!” You call out as you walk into Miguel’s office. He was finishing up his work for the day, having already thrown on a simple outfit consisting of regular blue jeans and a black shirt.

“What the hell are you wearing?” He mutters as he looks at you.

“It’s my Barbie outfit! You like it?”

“I think I’m going to have an aneurysm, there’s so much pink.”

Lyla pops up next to you and immediately compliments your amazing outfit.

“Alright, you can shut up now Lyla. Let’s get this over with.”

The two of you went on your way, arriving at the movie theater you offered to buy Miguel whatever snacks he wanted, as you were kind of forcing him to be there. He settled on a water and small popcorn.

Once you got your tickets scanned and headed to the theater you two got settled in your seats, the theater was fairly crowded due to two big movies having just opened.

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The credits rolled, you sat in your seat with a large smile on your face.

The two of you walked out of the theater pretty quietly, only stopping to use the bathroom, or for you to compliment other’s people outfits (and vice versa).

“Soooooo… how did you like it?” You muse to the tall man next to you.

“Actually, it wasn’t bad.” His face was as cold as ever, but you can’t help but think about the slight smiles or laughs you noticed from him during the movie. Or even how he got quiet during certain parts with the mother and daughter characters. Almost as if he was going to cry.

“I’m glad you liked it!” You had a smile on your face, glad your convincing had worked and that the evening wasn’t a total waste of time for him.

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Bonus:

“Wait, you guys saw the Barbie movie without me!?” The yell shocked you, it wasn’t like Perter B to yell, especially in front of Mayday.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t think you would care that much…” you sweat dropped as the father yelled like a character from a bad drama show.

“I’m jus surprised you got the man to go at all” Hobie chimed, a small smirk on his face.

“Was it good?” Gwen asked.

“Yeah, actually it was. And if it was good enough for Miguel to enjoy it, I think you’ll like it to.”

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Wrote this in like half an hour, it has not been edited. I saw the Barbie movie earlier and I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT. The movie was a great mix of comedy and amazing commentary on the patriarchy along with how women are treated in society. I totally recommend anyone who can see it, see it.

Also I slayed with my outfit, but the Barbie heels gave me bad blisters and I kept getting misgendered :(

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lifeiskentastic · 9 months

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Ken flirts (albeit not very successfully) with a officer gn!Reader

Gif by jokerous

A/n: I want to say in advance that if I don't respond to your replies, it's only because this is my side blog and I still haven't figured out how to make it the main blog ;( and English is still my second language so be sure to let me know about my mistakes!

Summary: Ken shows up at the police station again, but this time he has a much more complicated reason for being there;

Song I recommended: Santa Monica by Everclear (although it's not really suitable for fanfic, the song and lyrics were just made for Ken);

Word count: 1,107 words;

Hope you like it!

You've interrogated all sorts of weirdos during your long career as a police investigator. But such a case was certainly the first of its kind. And probably the only one. In front of you sat a not at all embarrassed man in the uniform of a horse rider, that is, in a ridiculous oval hat, a black suit, only horse was. What was the main problem. After all, walking in such clothes in public places and even without a horse is not to everyone's liking. In addition, if it is stolen. Although most of the townspeople have already managed to get used to it since this same man and his companion appeared here for the first time. However, this case was different, as today he came alone. That's why they didn't let him home right away, but sent you to deal with it.

"So Mr. Ken…" You looked at the man who wasn't the least bit concerned about being in the police station, not knowing what you were going to do with him.

"Oh yeah, it's me."

"Um, why did you steal that suit?" You mentally slapped yourself on the forehead for asking such a stupid and obvious question. It's like asking a criminal why he committed a crime... Damn.

Ken was smiling brightly, only making you despair even more. "You see, I just don't have anything to pay yet… But I'll pay it all back very soon! Yes…" But you wouldn't tell that from his unsure and guilty face.

"I'm sorry, mister, but in our town promises aren't enough." For some reason it was difficult for you to say this. Maybe you just couldn't resist the person's naive sincerity in front of you.

"Okay, I'll give you one last warning in hopes that I won't find you in a stolen suit in the middle of a police station again, okay?" Ken shook his head.

"Well, officer, I promise, it won't happen again!"

"Eh, I hope so…"

To tell the truth, this was not the first such "last" warning, but... But sometimes it is worth making exceptions to the rules and protocols for the sake of a good cause.

"Um, officer?" You were about to walk out of the interrogation room and just pretend you didn't see the criminal leaving the police station without punishment. But Ken stopped you with his strangely needy look. "Actually, I just wanted to meet you again."

You were once again surprised by the frankness of this man. And ignorance.

"You could just walk in here, you don't have to commit a robbery."

"Oh."

For a moment you stared into each other's eyes in inexplicable silence until you remembered in time that Ken was a little out of this world. But you didn't know yet whether in a physical or mental sense.

Ken's expression lost its former fervor for a moment, causing you to feel a sharp pang of guilt. So you decided to somehow cheer him up.

"Anyway, I'm very flattered that you went through such troubles for me." You pointed out Ken's appearance, and he immediately melted with pride. "Good job."

You chuckled amicably, but immediately after that you suddenly remembered that you were still wearing your police badge and had some responsibilities, so you improved to add:

"But anyway, don't do that again!"

"Haha, not going to anymore, don't worry officer."

And silence reigned again, although this time it was filled with your mutual smiles. Incredible, but even criminals can be cute.

Ken began to glare at you, to which you could only respond with confusion. This careful look confused you a little, so you decided to find out the reason for it directly.

"Is something wrong Ken?" Ken squinted and something in his sly expression seemed to warn you of danger...

"You are beautiful."

You blinked, slightly not expecting such an answer to the question about feelings.

"Um, thanks… You're in good shape too." Ken assumed a very strange pose that you could describe as flirtatious if he wasn't the weird stranger. After all, how could he flirt with you? It seemed as if the roles of the policeman and the culprit were somehow unfairly reversed between you...

Ken folded his arms on the table, looking at you with all possible attention. Because of which you imperceptibly shuddered. A very strange feeling welled up as you stared into those crystal blue eyes in return. And Ken's smile might seem innocent and naive, but as an experienced police officer you couldn't afford to be fooled by that…

Your palms also rested safely on the table, and the undisguised slyness with which Ken was looking at them could not be ignored... After that, Ken lightly touched his soft fingers to yours, as if by accident, but you could definitely tell from his satisfied face that this was exactly what he intended. But you have not removed your hands in any way. Even if these touches did not seem only friendly.

Ken's whole look (minus the costume ) was like... Head over heels in love? You tried to drive away these insolent thoughts, but the affectionate look fixed on you as if he was completely devoted only to you, the barely noticeable movements of his fingers on your palms and the atmosphere of privacy created by him did not give you peace. And when did everything get so fast?

"You know, I've always wanted to try on an officer's uniform, although I'm pretty sure it looks better on you."

Well, even if it was a sincere and deliberate flirtation, it was so incredibly unfussy and simple that it couldn't help but be touching. If everyone in Ken's world is so nice and unassuming, then this place is clearly Heaven.

"Hmm, thanks again and… And I'm also pretty sure that the uniform will fit you."

You didn't know what Ken was playing, but you decided to keep up with him. It seems that a real battle was brewing here...

"Are you busy tonight?"

It confused you a little. Somehow unexpectedly, too sharply and in general, such purely friendly invitations are not made with such a flirtatious tone!..

"No. Not at all. Do you want to meet?..."

But your tongue had already given away all your innermost thoughts before you had time to really think them through.

Ken looked as if he had already expected a refusal, but when he heard the unequivocal agreement... Well, sparks flew from him. Literally. However, you were sure that this only seemed to you.

"So, at the beach today?"

"I will wait for you!"

#ken x reader #ryan gosling ken #ken #ken x real world reader #ken x gn reader #ken x you #fanfiction #barbie ken #barbie #ken barbie #barbie 2023 #barbie movie #barbie fanfic #ken fic #ken fluff #kenergy #he's just ken #and his just literally me

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justsomerandomfanfic · 5 months

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Real World Nightmares - Ryan!Ken X GN Reader

Title: Real World Nightmares

Ryan!Ken X GN Reader

Additional Characters: N/A

WC: 2,365

Warnings: Yelling, nightmares, crying, hurt/comfort, slight angst, and fluff

The sun shone down upon Ken, warming his face and chest as he groaned slightly, stretching his arms. Squinting his eyes, he lazily sat up, the soft comforter pooling in his lap. Yawning, he blindly ran his hand over your side of the bed, craving to feel your skin against his, but you were missing. Eyes flashing open, he looked over, and you were indeed gone. Frowning, Ken paused, smelling the wonderful scent of sizzling bacon. A small smile slowly slipped onto his face as he shuffled out of the bed.

Dragging his feet against the soft cream carpet, Ken followed his nose straight to the kitchen, where you were making breakfast at the stove. Ken's smile immediately widened upon his ocean blue eyes meeting your figure. You looked so beautiful in the morning light that shined through the kitchen window as you hummed quietly to yourself. Ken felt his heart skip a beat, his cheeks flushing as he watched you pour the flour into a large mixing bowl; making pancakes or waffles it seemed.

Adorably waddling over, still a bit hazy with sleep, Ken stood behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist; nuzzling his nose into the back of your head, smelling your shampoo, like he usually did in the mornings. But, before he could do or say anything more, he heard you screech abruptly as you stepped back, Ken's arms falling from your waist from the sudden movement. Ken's grin immediately dropped when you swirled around, a large frown on your face, eyes narrowed dangerously up at him.

"Are you freaking serious, Ken!?" You cried out, gesturing to your shirt and the kitchen counter, covered white in spilled flour. "It's everywhere!" You continued, angrily brushing the flour from the front of your shirt; small puffs of white fluttering in the air. Ken felt terrible, reaching out to try and help, but at your sharp glare, he froze. "Why do you have to ruin everything?"

At that, Ken staggered back. Ruin? You had never spoken to him like that before. Never yelled at him. Never had Ken ever seen the hate that you held in your eyes as you glared at him. It wasn't very comforting. Your voice sounded cold, distant even. His brow furrowed, eyes wide, mouth parted slightly. He stared at you, stunned and silent, a slight burning behind his eyes from unshed tears.

You quickly turned away, beginning to clean up the mess, cursing under your breath. Ken felt a sudden pain in his chest and his heart began to pound wildly, his stomach churning uncomfortably. He didn't know what to do.

Swallowing thickly, his throat feeling terribly dry, he tried to reach out to help once more, wanting to help you, make you happy again, see your smile. But, as soon as he reached out, ready to lend a hand, you whipped around; Ken's eyes widened as he found himself staring directly into your blazing ones. The fire was there; burning inside your gaze.

"You're not helping," You stated bluntly, turning away again. "You'll just make things worse. Like always." You bit back.

"But-" Ken croaked out weakly, unable to form any further words. He wanted to hug you and apologize. To hold you, kiss you. He wanted to tell you it would be okay, that you would both get through this.

"I wish I never met you." You growled, hands pressed tightly against the counter as you stared down at it, "I regret having ever met you."

Ken held in an agonized sob at your words, eyes brimming with tears, "But- But, Y/N-" He wanted to reach out, his hand stopping at your arm, pausing, he hesitated before dropping his hand back to his side.

You turned back around, "I wish you stayed in Barbie Land, I wish you never wished to become human, I wish I never ran into you, and I wish I never met you."

"P- Please, Y/N-"

"I wish I never fell in love with you." And with those words, Ken saw his world shatter into pieces. He felt like he couldn't breathe like his insides were being ripped out piece by piece. Tears streamed down his face as his heart shattered all over again. But his completely heartbroken appearance didn't stop you from continuing, "I don't know why I loved you in the first place. You are always around me, I hardly have space to myself. If we go out, you practically hang off of me, being all clingy. You honestly embarrass me whenever I go out or when we have company. I always end up taking care of you, like a baby! What is wrong with you? Can't you see how much trouble you're causing me? How much trouble are you causing everyone?!" You seethed, finally breaking eye contact to glare at the floor instead.

Ken blinked, trying to process what you said. What had happened? What had happened that made you so cruel? Maybe you were right... Maybe he did spend too much time with you... Maybe he should stay away from you... But... You still cared about him, right? That's what he thought... At least, he hoped he believed it. Ken didn't realize it until now, but he had been standing there, frozen in shock and horror, for quite some time.

"I- I didn't mean to." He muttered out, shaking, "I'm sorry..."

But you weren't listening anymore. Turning back around to face the stove, you scoffed. "Don't worry. I've already packed your stuff. Don’t bother coming back." With those words, you left Ken alone in the kitchen, in shock. You packed his bags with the ease of someone who knew exactly what they were doing. Turning his head to follow you as you left, he noticed the packed suitcase sitting near the front door. Ken was as hurt as he was confused, he hadn't noticed that when he woke up.

You were planning on him leaving.

Where was he going to go? Back to Barbie Land? He'd have to...

"Ken?"

He didn't want to leave the kitchen, he felt like his feet were super glued to the floor.

"Ken."

Why would you say all of those terrible things? He loved you...

He loved you...

"Ken!"

Sucking a deep breath, Ken jolted, sitting upright. Eyes shooting open, he rapidly blinked the tears from his eyes, feeling them slip onto his already wet cheeks. Confused, he looked around him, seeing the dark bedroom, and you beside him. Upon seeing you, his chest felt tight, his breathing picking up speed. He gripped the blanket tightly, fingers digging into the fabric, sweat dripping down his temple.

You reached forward, your fingers just brushing his arm, making him flinch. You frowned, dropping your hand, clearly worried. You watched as Ken quickly shut his eyes, tears still cascading down his cheeks as he curled up upon himself; his knees coming up to his chest. Clearly, the nightmare that he had, had really spooked him.

"Ken..." You muttered, your heart breaking as Ken flinched at the sound of your voice. "Ken... You had a nightmare." You spoke softly, sighing as Ken shook his head, digging his chin further between his knees and heaving chest.

"You hate me..." He whimpered out, your heart-shattering at his voice, "And I... I can't..." Ken trailed off as he pulled the blankets closer to his body, burying his face into his knees. Your eyes softened, watching as Ken buried his head into his knees.

"Hey, no, baby. I could never hate you." You whispered, "It was all a bad dream. Whatever happened in that dream didn't happen... It's not real... Okay?" You tried to reassure him, taking a chance and scooting closer to him. "It's one of the worst things about being human, having nightmares. They may seem real at the time, but they're not, okay? You're safe. You're home." You waited, hoping that he would calm down enough to listen to you. But, it seemed like he wouldn't.

Ken didn't know who or what to trust anymore. Whatever had happened was terrifying. His worst fears had come true, and now, he didn't know where to turn. What to do. He could barely think straight. Everything was spinning. His whole world had been turned upside down. He didn’t know what to think anymore.

Upon seeing that his breathing was becoming rather quick, you immediately became more worried, seeing all the signs of an oncoming panic attack. "Ken." You shuffled closer, "Ken, I need you to breathe for me, sweetheart."

"You... Said... You said you hated me." He exclaimed, his voice muffled, sounding so defeated.

"I would never say that, Kenny, you know that." You insisted, scooting in front of him, sitting upon the back of your thighs as you slowly reached out, gently taking his hands that were wrapped around his legs. "Ken, look at me, please." It took a moment, but soon Ken slowly looked up, staring at you with the saddest blue eyes that you had ever seen. Shoulders dropping, you felt like crying yourself. "There, okay. Ken, I need you to calm down, okay? Just try and breathe." You urged him gently, looking at him, waiting patiently for him to comply. "Breathe, please." You pleaded quietly, squeezing his hands in yours gently.

After several moments, Ken closed his eyes, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly, his eyes remaining squeezed shut. Taking that as a good sign, you began to rub up and down on his arms as you continued to wait; soon enough, Ken opened his eyes once more.

"It wasn't real?" He asked, his voice soft and hesitant.

"No, it wasn't real. Not everything in the Real World is… Well, real. You were just having a bad dream." You smiled softly, reassuringly, as Ken nodded, his grip loosening slightly as he sighed softly.

Reaching up, you gently wiped the tears from his face, your thumbs brushing against the apples of his cheeks. "Okay..." He murmured, leaning into your touch, shutting his eyes once again. "It felt so real... It- It-"

"It wasn't." You interrupted him, "Do you want to tell me what happened? I know it sometimes helps."

Ken thought about it, taking a deep, shaky, as he pouted. "It was about you."

Your chest tightened as your frown deepened, "What about me?"

"You- I woke up... I accidentally spilled flour... You yelled at me..." Ken felt more tears gather in his eyes, unable to look up at you, his voice quiet and broken. "You told me you regretted meeting me. That you..." He felt sick, "That you regretted loving me. You told me to leave you."

Eyes widening, you felt your bottom lip quiver, "Oh, Ken," You sighed, scooting impossibly closer to the broken man before you, your hands remaining on his cheeks; one hand slipping away to brush the sweaty hair from his forehead before again resting softly back his cheek. "Ken, sweetheart. I do not regret meeting you. And I definitely do not regret loving you. And I would not make you leave. You're everything to me. I love you oh so much." You pressed your lips against his forehead, heart fluttering as he shivered beneath your touch.

"Really?" He managed to choke out, looking up at you with those beautiful blue hues that you adored so much.

"Of course." You breathed out, "I would be crazy not to love you. You are so incredibly kind and generous. You always make me laugh and smile, even when I’m sad or have had a bad day. You make me feel so loved, from the way you look at me, to the things that you say and do. When you smile, I'm sure that the world stops. When you kiss me, my stomach does so many summersaults. You lighten my heart, my soul, with just a simple brush of your fingertips or just a simple glance. You're perfect, Ken. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you. So, so very much." You smiled sadly, holding his face in your hands tenderly; your own cheeks began to warm as you spoke.

His lips quivered slightly as he bit his lip, blinking back more tears that threatened to spill over. "I'm- I'm not too- Too clingy?" He asked in an uncertain tone. "I don't bother you too much? You don't find me annoying?" He added hesitantly.

"Too clingy? I think I'm the too clingy one. I could hug you for hours, days even." You chuckled a little, eyes raking over his face briefly before looking into his eyes, "I don't think you're clingy. I love how much you show affection. I love the random kisses, hugs, hand-holding, everything. And you are absolutely the opposite of annoying, Ken. Never annoying. Never." You assured him, your thumbs brushing against his cheeks subconsciously.

Ken felt like his heart was about to burst, as his bottom lip trembled again. A few stray tears rolled down his cheeks as he leaned forward, wrapping his arms around you tightly. Ken felt a surge of emotions rush through his chest and veins as he pulled you into his lap, hugging you tight. Closing his eyes, Ken breathed deeply, trying to steady himself, but he couldn't stop the smile from forming across his face. The warmth and comfort that radiated from you as you hugged him made him feel safe and secure. He held you close, pressing his nose against your neck.

"I love you," Ken mumbled against your skin, "I love you so much..."

"I love you more... More than anything... More than anything else in the entire world." You murmured, peppering kisses to his temple gently, stroking his hair, your nails softly dragging across his scalp.

As if it wasn't already comforting to hear your words, Ken felt even more comforted by your touches. As he held you tighter, he couldn't help but let out a sob. It was all a nightmare. All just one big bad dream. He couldn't help the feeling of overwhelming relief, happiness, and love that flooded his body. He couldn't help but feel soothed. He felt warm. He felt safe. He felt loved.

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