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life sucks

imagine missing highschool farewell because of ligament tears and basically not existing because you aren't in any of the group photos... just imagine.

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Why do you reblog your own fics so much?

Because someone might as well!? And look at this. Look. At. This.

Does this look right to you??

These are just the last three fics I wrote. I appreciate the likes, believe me I do, but you have to understand. Likes do nothing for content creators. It’s the reblogs. Because that’s how you find shit on your dashboard. Through reblogs. Not likes. This isn’t twitter or tiktok or instagram. This is a website that’s run by the reblog system.

Reblogging helps content creators put their stuff out there. Why do you think so many people stopped writing fanfic and creating beautiful fanart and edits? It’s because they put in hours of work and don’t get nearly enough notes for their masterpieces. Yes we do this because we enjoy it but like...some validation won’t hurt. A boost of confidence here and there might be all someone needs to finish whatever thing they started and left.

Anyway, I’m still going to reblog my shit...

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Mine. [ Ken x Yandere Reader ]

tw: possesive reader, abnormal-ish behaviour, kissing

a/n: so, I tried not to make y/n too intense, but maybe i will in another version of this fanfic? let me know in the comments if you'd like to see that! -> very very rusty but bored, so here goes.. <3

You always knew that you didn't belong with Allan and that you had feelings for a special someone else.. Beach Ken. According to you, he was the ideal doll - he was flawless, handsome, perfect in every way - except he belonged to Stereotypical Barbie. The way he would loiter around, trying to get attention from her while she clearly acted busy to ignore him, the way she made him follow her around and do her bidding, made your blood boil. Seeing Ken act like this when you'd treat him like a prince, your master, your god.. you were having internal meltdowns all the time.

But whenever he would catch you looking at him, he would smile and wave. Every single time he did that, you would be shaking and smile goofily while waving back happily. Although that moment lasted just for a few seconds, it made such an impact on you, deciding how the rest of your days go.

You'd hang out with Allan all the time, and he'd always try to make you comfortable and show you a lot of love, but you wanted Ken. Every time he caressed your cheeks or played with your hair, twiddling it around, you imagined it was Ken instead.. and you loved every second of it.

You hadn't seen Beach Ken in a while for some odd reason. You looked around the beach and near Stereotypical Barbie's Dreamhouse, he was nowhere to be seen. You were upset, but regardless, it was time for Barbie's party. He was sure to attend it, so you pick out a long, beautiful purple floral dress and get all dolled up to impress him. After applying the final touches to your outfit, you glance at your mirror. You look beautiful.. you smile softly.

You head downstairs, slowly getting ready to make your way to the party. Allan is waiting for you outside, in a matching Lilac Tux. Oh, Ken would look amazing in this.. You shake it off, take Allan's hand and walk over to the disco that is Barbie's Mansion. As you enter through the doorway, the spotlight falls on you. Everyone is in awe of your dress, and they all come up to you and compliment your sense of style, making your cheeks flush. All this while, your eyes dart to all the corners of the room, desperate to catch a glimpse of Ken. Once you spot him in the corner of the room, your eyes widen.

He looks amazing, handsome... and sexy- but he was scowling. And you turn your attention to where his eyes were. Barbie and Pompadour Ken. (yes, that's what Simu's Ken is called)

You figure out what's happening. He is jealous of Barbie and the other Ken.. so maybe this is your chance to win Ken over? The gears start to turn. you feel a weird emotion taking over you. Love? It must be Love, right? You decide that it is love... nothing else. Raw, deep, and uncontrollable love. Now you realize that it's time for you to have your first conversation with Ken. Your Ken.

You gracefully lift your dress, excuse yourself from the crowd and walk towards Ken, each step quicker than the last. Finally, you're standing in front of him. Closer than you've ever stood before. You clear your throat to get his attention, and he looks at you. You smile sweetly and say a quiet hi. Ken looks pretty awestruck, and you begin to feel giddy. He looks at you from head to toe, mouth slightly agape. The butterflies in your stomach are threatening to make you squeal in joy - you finally have his fixated attention! After a few moments of silence, he comments in a hushed voice, "You look wonderful, y/n."

He- He knows your name.. You can't contain yourself anymore. You pull him to the side of the room, away from the dance floor and noise. He looks confused. "What's going on?" He asks with a small smile and partially raised eyebrow. "Ken.. I've been meaning to tell this to you for a long time. Barbie, she doesn't love you. She doesn't want whatever you would like to have with her, a-and I don't like seeing you get hurt. She's a mean doll and she's behind the other Ken. you deserve better.. you can have me. I'll take care of you so well, you'll never have to sleep outside ever again, and you won't have to beg for attention from HER.. I love you Ken, I really, REALLY do. W-what do you say?" you're tearing up at this point, the emotions speaking freely, not controlled by your mind.

Ken looks too stunned to speak. Before he opens his mouth to reply, you step forward and kiss him gently. He stops, and you feel panic. In a moment, he slowly reciprocates, and you pace up the intensity, pushing your tongue inside his mouth. He gasps, but gets used to it. He grabs your waist and places you on his lap and you stroke his hair. It was finally happening. You leave out small but audible moans, and that makes Ken feel.. good. After a while, you break away. You bury your head into the crook of his neck, sniffling a little. He wraps his slender, strong arms around you, and you finally feel complete.

Allan is watching all this unfold, and he does nothing but leave a small sigh. He places his drink down and walks out, towards the beach, but stumbles into a very pregnant Midge. That goes places.

Before the party ends, you excitedly out the door with Ken and head to your dream house. You change into your jammies and get into bed. He stands there, unsure of what to do, but admiring you. "What're you doing silly? Get in here!". "OH, okay-" He slowly takes off his white shirt and pants and gets into bed with you. You move closer to him, and he cuddles you. You feel warm and loved, and so does he. He smiles at you and mumbles a soft goodnight, and his eyes close. You look up at him, a single tear trickling down your cheek. "goodnight, my doll."

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a/n: AH WHAT'D I JUST WRITE- THAT ESCALATED QUICKLY.. kinda unrealistic but i think it's sweet ;v; should I write an alternate 'Bad Ending' for this? Comment down below. Thanks for reading loves <3

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Rivals to Lovers - Ken X Reader [PT 2]

Hey loves! This is part 2 of 'Rivals to Lovers', so check out Part 1 if you haven't already! || Part 1 💗

tw: kissing, mild angst, steamyy scenes and mentions of alcohol

1.8k Words, enjoy! ~~~

As tears streamed down your cheeks, you felt a mixture of heartbreak, anger, and confusion. You couldn't believe what you were witnessing. Kenneth.. was kissing the Stereotypical Barbie. It felt like a punch to your heart, and you struggled to process the rush of emotions overwhelming you.

Ken, who had dragged you to the party, watched your reaction closely, his eyes no longer filled with rage but rather concern. He seemed to have a change of heart, realizing how much pain his actions had caused you.

"Hey, are you okay?" Ken asked softly, his voice void of the aggression you had witnessed before. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I just... I thought you were with him."

You tried to compose yourself, wiping away tears and took a deep breath before responding. "We're just friends, not a couple. But I didn't expect to see that... we used to talk and flirt quite a lot, but I guess I got the wrong impression..," you said, trying to keep your voice steady.

Ken seemed to struggle with his emotions, and you saw a flicker of regret in his eyes. "I'm sorry for pushing you earlier and causing a scene. I was just... upset," his voice quivered, his guard lowering.

As you two talked, you realized that Ken wasn't the aggressive jerk you initially thought him to be. He had his own vulnerabilities and struggles, just like everyone else. You began to see a different side to him, someone who was hurt and lost, trying to find his place in Barbieland.

You looked at him with a look of understanding. He paused for a moment before meeting your gaze. "Now... would you like to get a drink with me?" he asked in a low voice. "Yeah, I could really use one right now.." You both get up, he puts on his jacket while you put on a beige coat with pink accents, and walk towards a nearby club.

It was mostly empty since almost everyone was at Kenneth's party. It was YOUR welcome party... but you weren't there. You pondered on that thought while Ken ordered a Scotch on the rocks for the both of you. You look for seats and decide to sit in the booth seats in the corner of the club, which was right up against the wall. You take a sit in the inner seat while Ken sits opposite to you.

As you wait for the drinks, there is a weird air of awkwardness between the two of you. You open your mouth, deciding to break the silence but as you look up to say something, you see that he was going to do the same. That made you giggle, and a small smile crept up on his lips.

Feeling a mix of emotions, you decided to give him a chance to explain his feelings further. Collecting your thoughts, you finally ask him, "Why were you so upset? What's going on with you and Barbie..and Kenneth?" You asked, genuinely curious. Ken sighed, looking down for a moment before meeting your gaze again. "Barbie and I... we used to be really close, just like you and Kenneth. But then things changed, and she started spending more time with him. It felt like I was being replaced, and it hurt" he confessed, his voice choking up.

You could see the hurt in his eyes as he spoke. "I'm sorry you had to go through that", You said softly, leaning closer, across the table.

"It's just that every time I tried to express my feelings for her, she seemed to ignore me or dismiss it like it was nothing," Ken continued, frustration evident in his voice. "I felt like I was walking on eggshells around her, trying not to upset her and losing myself in the process."

Your heart ached for Ken, understanding the pain of unrequited love. "It must have been really tough for you, keeping your feelings hidden like that," you said sympathetically.

"It was," he admitted. "I cared about her so much, and it seemed like no matter what I did, I couldn't get her attention. It was like I didn't matter to her as much as she did to me. She seemed happier with Kenneth, but I couldn't wrap my head around that. He is better than me in every possible way you could imagine.. Barbie... she deserves a lot better. She's everything, and well.. I'm just Ken."

You gently squeezed his hand, letting him know you were there for him. The sudden physical contact startled Ken, but he got used to it real quick. You decide to change the topic and elaborate on your move here, your likes and dislikes and found out that you had a lot in common with the cute beach boy. You both loved horses and the beach, watching the stars at night, and staying up late to watch cute animal videos on DollTube. You laugh and chuckle together, and when the drinks come, it all goes uphill from there.

You discuss movies, your favourite racecars and everything under the sun. Ken makes a lot of silly jokes, and you laugh merrily, your cheeks rosy and your eyes filled with happiness. While you're giggling at one of his corny jokes, the lights go off and on, flickering. Ken rubs his tired eyes, and when they focus again, all he sees is... you. His mouth slowly gapes open. You were not cute, you weren't pretty.. you were truly beautiful. Every little detail on you- Your dimples, your cheeky smile, your slender nose and your gleaming skin.. all under the lights made you look out of this world.

He realizes the fact that he hasn't felt like this since Barbie. He realizes the fact that... He loves you.

You notice Ken blanking out, and you drunkenly lean over the table to get his attention, but you lean a bit too much and fall towards Ken. With his quick reflexes, he catches your before you hit your face on the table. He effortlessly lifts you above the table, and seat your next to him.

You enjoyed being in his arms.. His toned, muscular arms. As you recover from the sudden movement, he takes your petite, soft hands in his long, slender ones, and looks you in the eyes. You swallow the lump in your throat, and he whispers in a husky voice, "damn y/n. you have such pretty e/c eyes.. I'd kiss you right now if you didn't hate me so much,"

On hearing this, you felt a tingle down your spine. It was so quick... it must be the alcohol talking right? Maintaining eye contact, you take a deep breath, and Ken gets to register what he actually said. Before he could open his mouth to say something, you crash your lips onto his. He freezes seeing the sudden action,but he warms up to you. He places his hands on your waist, while you let it run through his blonde hair.

It felt surreal- just a few minutes ago, you were crying about the man you thought you loved for as long as you could remember, but Ken... he had something else to him, and that something drove you insane and made you long for more.

As the seconds go by, the kiss keeps deepening. His tongue creeps up in your mouth and swirl around, making you feel giddy. You feel your stomach growing warmer and warmer, and you inch closer to him, as he does to you, but you're running out of breath. As you pull away suddenly, a thin trail of saliva connects your lower lip with his. He follows the thread and nibbles on your pink, puffy lip.. and you let out a small gasp. He takes it as a sign and goes in again

Oh, how he enjoyed it all- the warmth of your lips, your cute gasps and moans, your serene, sparkling eyes, and your adorable, face. He pushes you against the wall, checking for your consent again, and you nod slightly, and he leans into you, and you make out again. The butterflies in your stomach keeps you on your toes, and in a swift move, you push him against the chair, getting on his lap. He lets out a small grunt. You chuckle and smirk, before kissing him again. Although this time, it was slow and gentle. You both were taking in every aspect each other, reflecting on your time together. It was as if the world stopped moving, and it was just you two. Together.

He slowly lets go of your head, and you let out a long sigh. You bury your head in the crook of his neck, and he hugs you, holding you tight. You take in his sweet scent, and he plays with your luscious (h/c) hair, twirling it around his finger and humming a sweet melody.

He's the one to break the silence this time. "So.. I know this seems on a whim, but you're perfect, y/n. I mean it, everything about you. You are the most amazing, wonderful, beautiful doll person I've ever met.. It has not even been one day, but I feel this strong connection to you. You've made me happy, angry and flustered, all in a few moments, and now I want to see what and all we can feel, together.." he pauses for a second, and continues, "I guess what I'm trying to say is that.. I love you y/n... I love you so very very much and I'd be so happy to call you mine, but it's okay if you don't-"

You slowly lift your head from his shoulder, rubbing your eyes and letting out a small yawn. Cute, thought Ken. "It's okay if I don't what? you reply sleepily, in a small raspy voice. It then hits Ken.. you were asleep. He's flustered now, turning about 15 shades of red. "N-nothing- I was gonna say it's okay if, uh, you don't want to- have dinner with me..?", he hurriedly makes up something on the spot, feeling a little stupid.

You look him dead in the eyes, blank and expressionless.. Ken awkwardly smiles, his palms slowly shaking, and you burst out laughing. "Yes Ken! I'd love to be yours!" you exclaim happily, putting your arms around his neck, kissing him before pulling him into a close embrace. He lets out a sigh of relief, and holds you so tight, close to his chest. You were his responsibility, his light and his life from now.

As the bar starts to close, you walk out with Ken, hand in hand. You walk on a bustling road, filled with Barbies returning from the party, all looking at you and Ken. You stop walking, and that confuses him. You stand on your tippy toes, arms on his shoulders. You look straight into his eyes, move closer and then whisper..

"I love you too."

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a/n: OMG GUYS, THANKS A LOT FOR THE SUPPORT ON THE PREVIOUS PART~! Y'all are truly amazing, your motivation has kept me going! I really hope you liked this conclusion, I tried my very best in making this fun to read! Thanks for your patience and support, loves! Likes, Reblogs and Feedback is appreciatedd 💗 Stay Pink y'all~

tags: @hope4rain19 @meowkid

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Rivals to Lovers - Ken X Reader [PT 1]

it takes place in Barbieland, has some overlapping events but doesn't exactly sync w/ the movie. In this AU, Kens have houses too (I won't do them dirty 😤)

Also for your reading convenience, I'll be calling Ken#2 (Simu Liu's Ken) Kenneth, and Ryan's Ken#1 will stay Ken. enjoy, loves! 💗

feisty ken x sensitive reader / tw: kissing also PART 2 IS OUT!

1.13k Words <3

It's another beautiful, perfect day in Barbieland. You wake up early in the morning, feeling rejuvenated and excited, for you were finally making the big move to your bestie Kenneth's neighborhood! You're basically trembling with excitement as they load the last of your pink boxes into the pink truck which is ready to leave the pink gates of Rosedale, your previous neighborhood. You get in the front seat of your pink Jeep Gladiator and wave to your friends as you drive off into the sunset, into Barbieville!

You look in awe at the promenade, bustling with so many Barbies, and they all look at you with wide eyes. It was the first time many of them were setting their eyes on a Limited Edition Barbie. The 'Y/n L/n Limited Edition Classy Barbie', was released based on a design made by the daughter of the CEO of Mattel.

You were basically a celebrity in Barbieland, and you were pretty good at handling all the attention, good and bad, which came along with it. You park your truck behind the pink truck, out of which a few Helper Barbies are taking your furniture and items and moving them into your new dreamhouse. You walk out of your Jeep to be swarmed by a whole lot of Barbies, all of them saying Hi and asking for autographs. You couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed, but you take a few deep breaths and wave to all of them, and start signing a few arms, Jerseys and a couple of Beach Shorts. Nothing out of the ordinary.

As you're signing the various articles, out of the corner of your eye, you notice a small commotion, two Kens and a few Barbies. You roll your eyes, brushing it off, until you realize that one of those Kens was - your bestfriend and crush Kenneth. As soon as it hits you, you apologetically hand over a half signed cap to the Ken it belonged to and promised everyone autographs at the 'Welcome to the New Neighbourhood Party' Kenneth was hosting for you, before sprinting towards the sandy beach.

Infront of you, you see Kenneth and another Ken squaring up. Your gaze lingers upon the other Ken, who looks pretty... agitated. Pretty agitated. He had the average blonde hair, a perfect jawline and brown, kind of dreamy eyes which currently looked dark and stormy- Your train of thought was interrupted by Kenneth who was getting a bit too aggressive. He looked cute, as always, but you quickly step in along with a blonde Barbie wearing a Pink checked dress, acting as a barricade between the two disconcerted dolls. The Stereotypical Barbie appears to brush her hand against Kenneth's thigh, but you're sure it was an accident so you let it be.

As soon as he recognizes you, he looks startled. "Y/n- You're here- it's been so long since I've seen you..". You run forward and hug him, and he awkwardly pats your back. Again, you notice the blonde Barbie stare at you two, with a glint of jealousy in her eyes.. but it was cleverly masked with a forced but pretty smile.

"Hey Kennethh, how've you been?" You exclaim although you two spoke over call just last night, a little blush creeping up your cheeks. Just as he's about to answer, Ken rolls his eyes and clears his throat, a mellow but burning rage still in his eyes, effectively ruining your moment.

"What's your problem man.." you mutter under your breath, but the Blondie hears you. "What's my problem you ask? Your tall and han- Your boyfriend is annoying me for no good reason, ask him to back off now." he replies, looking somewhat flustered. Taking a few steps forward, you stand close to him.. very close. You look up at him, and he looks down back at you, his face turning a light shade of pink.

You look straight into his eyes and asks him "What if I don't?" You feel his quick, warm breaths on your supple skin.

He eyes you up and down, thinking for a moment, then he pushes you to the floor, effectively creating a situation where you're under him. You feel your cheeks warming up, and you see him smirk. "Try standing up for your boyfriend now, why don't you?"

Your eyes lock for a second, and you feel something... something new, something intense, but you realise that you're out in the open- OH GOD, what will people think!? You quickly avert your eyes, and again, you notice Kenneth with Barbie.. only this time they appear to be bickering, but slowly move closer.. and closer. You don't get enough time to process this, because Ken is getting off of you and storming towards them both, fists clenched tightly and feet stomping, spewing sand all over you and a few picnic blankets on the sandy floor.

Just as he's about to do something, you see Kenneth push him over to the side, tugging on your hand, and the other Barbie quietly apologises, looking deeply into Kenneth's eyes with an almost lovestruck look and drags the other Ken away. What the hell was going on?

"Who does that asshole think he is?!" You shake your head and start complaining, walking off in the other direction with Kenneth, who starts giving you a tour of his neighbourhood. Even though you know most of the places here, you smile, masking your sadness and longing, and walk with him, feeling happy to be bantering with your favourite person.

After he gave you a detailed tour of Barbieville, he left to "prepare for the party" and "attend to urgent matters". You decide to explore on your own and start walking home to get ready for the party, which had already started. You knew this by seeing the heavily lit up, awfully loud house at the end of the street. To make up for lost time, you speed up, accidentally stumblling into a dark figure, who was.. sniffling?

"I'm so sorry, let me help you up-" you reach out for the Ken who was now on the floor, and instead of stretching his arm out, he looks up at you, and you see Aggressive-Beach-Ken with red and puffy eyes. He looked so vulnerable, so upset, so angry- he looked broken.. An emotion you were unfamiliar with, but his eyes spoke a thousand words.

He slowly got up, and looked dead into your eyes. "W-why couldn't you keep a hold on your boyfriend..?" He says the word 'boyfriend' with so much contempt, it sounds like an insult more than a label. "What do you mean? And he isn't my boyfriend... well not yet. I was hoping to confess to him toda-" Ken bursts out laughing, you could almost hear a hint of insanity in his chortle.

All of a sudden, his face goes blank, expressionless. This scares you. He grabs you by the arm and drags you along quickly. You protest and ask him to leave your hand, but he just kept speeding up, and you had to run to keep up. You were nearing the party, and you were pissed of at Ken because your outfit wasn't pretty enough for the party, and well, you didn't have any makeup on. He dragged you through the gates and when you finally stop bickering with him, you look straight at the spotlight. You let out a small gasp.

Kenneth was kissing the Stereotypical Barbie from earlier.

You make eye contact with your crush, and he chuckles and waves. You suddenly feel your eyes getting moist, and then wet. Water pours down from your small, glassy eyes. Kenneth was confused and started walking in your direction, until Stereotypical Barbie pulled him back in, making out again.

"Guess you lost your chance, Barbie."

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A/N: OKAY OKAY, I'M SRY THAT THERE WAS NO MAJOR KENxREADER MOMENTS HERE, BUT HEAR ME OUT- This post would be wayyy too long, and I'd rather not bore y'all with too many petty details.. I'll make it more fast paced and steamy next chapter. THAT'S RIGHT! EDIT: PART 2 IS HERE! AHHH YAY: PART 2 Thanks for reading guys! Leave a comment, follow or reblog, anything motivates me to keep trying ;o; STAY PINK!

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masquerade magic (a ken x reader fanfic)

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2 months, 19 days, 4 hours.

This was for how long Barbie was missing. initially, everyone gave their all in trying to find a stereotypical Barbie, but eventually, they stopped caring. All the Kens, barbies, Allan, and Midge had given up. They held a memorial for her after countless search parties, troops and squads had been sent out. They all gave up hope. all, but Ken.

Ken tirelessly looked for her, even after the others stopped. He went to their favorite place by the sea, her house, the courthouse, and all the shops she visited.. But to no luck. He resorted to punishing himself by not eating, sleeping, or going to the beach for leisure. his life was miserable, and he was waiting for his sweet Barbie to come along and make everything okay. But after 2 months, 19 days, and 4 hours, his resolve slowly crumbled under peer pressure. Everyone told him to forget her and find someone new, and pointed out the severe tolls it was taking on him. He was the husk of a person he once was. he started questioning everything he had done so far, and then, in the spur of the moment, gave it all up. He developed habits to forget the thought of his sweetheart. He drank, started boxing and quit his job. He made money by serving drinks in the 'Pretty in Pink Club', located at the end of 7th Ave. He stopped smiling and joking around, dyed his hair black, and decided he was done with everything- love, friends, and happiness.. but fate had something else planned.

You slowly got out of bed, rubbing your sore (e/c) eyes. You stumble into your slippers and down the stairs. Brushing your teeth, you glance at your phone, opening the health tracker app. No heartbeat, normal hydration levels, and no blood sugar, perfect, but your sleep.. You barely slept for 3 hours last night. You roll your eyes and turn it off. You were going through a break-up.. Well it happened 3 weeks ago, but you were slowly trying to re-adapt and live life normally once again. Allan was a lovely chapter in your life, but when all's said and done, you weren't right for each other... or so he said. When you caught him cheating on you with Midge, you were heartbroken, but you felt that it was to be expected. They were one of a kind, made-for-each other even.

You look at your calendar, expecting nothing to be there, but you notice a reminder for a masquerade party- shit. It was organized by Allan, who begged you to come, and you're considering it now- even after you parted ways. You were tired of hiding and slowly missing out on parties and socialization, so after some contemplation and a few more minutes of brushing, you decide to go.

A few hours before the party, you pick out a Black Satin Dress with ruffles and fishnet stockings with matching gloves, you weren't feeling very pink at all. You go to the antique store and grab a beautiful retro black and white eye mask. You pay for it and go home, and work on your makeup and you get ready.

On the other side of town, Ken hears from Allan that there's a masquerade party happening where he works. He talks to Allan about the preparations, and Allan, knowing what Ken was going through, gives him a day off and invites him to the party. Ken didn't want to go, but he reluctantly accepts after being cajoled by Allen and the homeboys. He goes home, stumbles through piles of papers and used clothes, and opens his closet. He looks through all his clothes and finds an elusive Grey Suit with a Black bow tie hiding in the corner of brightly colored chaos. It will do, he thought, as he went to shower and get ready for another disappointing night, or so he thought.

2 hours later, you arrive at the ball, fashionable AND fashionably late. You stand out like a black rose in a field of lavender flowers, and that made you feel weird and out of place. You sigh.

Taking a deep breath, you remind yourself of the promise you made to reclaim your life, regardless of the oddity you may feel in this sea of masks and extravagant dresses. Straightening your posture, you embrace the elegance of your outfit and enter the grand hall.

As you wander through the crowd, the sound of laughter and music fills the air, but your heart still feels heavy. Amidst the festive atmosphere, you can't help but wonder if you'll ever find someone who truly understands and appreciates you.

Lost in your thoughts, you accidentally bump into a tall, dark-haired man wearing a grey suit. Your eyes meet, and for a moment, time seems to freeze. It's Ken, looking just as out of place as you feel.

"I'm so sorry," you stammer, feeling the blush creeping up your cheeks.

"No worries. I should have been more careful," Ken replies with a faint smile, his eyes betraying a hint of sadness.

You find yourself captivated by his sincerity and warmth, making you forget the unease you felt earlier. Your conversation flows naturally, as if you've known each other for ages.

Amidst the masquerade's enchanting atmosphere, Ken opens up about his search for someone he lost, and you can't help but empathize with his pain.

"I understand what it's like to miss someone deeply," you whisper, touched by his vulnerability.

In that moment, the world around you fades, leaving only the two of you, connected by shared experiences of heartbreak and resilience.

As the night progresses, the bond between you and Ken grows stronger, feeling like a comforting embrace that chases away the shadows of the past.

The music slows down, and Ken offers his hand, inviting you to dance. Without hesitation, you accept, feeling a sense of tranquility in his presence.

In the embrace of the dance, the worries of the world seem distant, and for the first time in a long while, you allow yourself to feel alive.

As the night draws to a close, Ken leans in closer, his eyes locking onto yours. Time seems to stand still, and in that moment, you both realize that fate has woven your paths together for a reason.

With a gentle smile, he removes his mask, revealing the vulnerability in his eyes. "I'm glad I found you tonight," he whispers, his voice barely audible over the soft music.

In that moment, you know that you've found a kindred spirit, someone who understands the pain you've endured and the hope you still hold.

As you step outside into the cool night air, Ken takes your hand, and together, you walk towards the horizon, where new beginnings await— two souls no longer lost but found in each other's company.

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Ken.. he's so sweet man idfk what the movie would be without him!

here's a small ode to ken <3

(barbieland au, !heartbroken ken x !sensitivefem y/n)

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"im just ken.. i.."

It was yet another pleasantly cold night with a gentle breeze which smelled like the sea. Sitting on the sand, Ken was thinking, contemplating his existence. Barbie had left, and he had been feeling empty inside out, he believed his heart had a void which couldn't be filled by anyone or anything... Until he saw you.

"hey there! why are you out this late?" y/n asks in a gentle tone, but it startles and disorients ken nonetheless. "Oh hey, it's nothing much, just pondering my feelings-", he pauses to look at your face and he stops. He looks deep into your e/c eyes and lets out a small gasp. It's been forever since he felt this way, since Barbie left. He quickly come to his senses and says, "I have never seen you here before.. what's your name?". "y/n. y/n l/n, nice to meet you.. ke-" "Ken. I'm Ken."

"Yeah! Nice to meet you Ken!" You say while taking a proper look at him. His skin shone under the moonlight, and gave him a mystical aura. His brown eyes and perfect jawline made him look unearthly, almost TOO perfect.. but, he's just another Ken.. right..? You end your train of thought there. You notice Ken blush and you realise- you've been staring at him. for a long time. You quickly look left and right, evidently flustered and take a seat next to him, wondering how to start your next line of conversation. You furrow your eyebrows and pout your lips, as you did when you were in deep thought. All that while, Ken couldn't help but admire your cute face, pretty lips and your personality, which radiated warmth and pleasantness. You barely exchanged a few words, but Ken felt something else, a deep connection which could only be forged over a long period of time. He then realises, at that moment, you are eerily similar to Barbie in more ways than one. That takes him back to the thought of how much he misses Barbie and unknowingly starts tearing up.

"OH, Ken? Are you alright?" You exclaim as soon as you notice his eyes well up. "No.. no y/n. She left me- left us to go become a human. i haven't seen her in the past six months and- and I don't know how much longer I can go without seeing her-" he barely manages to complete that sentence before tears stream down his face, and he starts whimpering and sobbing. You are heartbroken seeing his miserable state, and you hug him slowly, making comforting little whispers.

"don't worry.. everything will get better soon" you say before your eyes start getting moist.

Ken looks into your eyes like a lost, broken puppy, and your heart melts.

You hold him close to you, a stranger who you know nothing about yet you feel an unexplained attraction towards, and you let him cry in your arms.

you solemnly whisper into the night- "I will take care of you.. i promise."