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boyfriend!König headcanons that have been on my mind…

[SFW/Wholesome/Fluff] ; random stuff ive been thinking about, SO MUCH FLUFF YOUR HEART WILL HURT, established relationship, gender neutral, no usage of y/n, not proofread

[A/N] ; love love LOVE the idea of all these things happening!! Also off topic but i feel like this boy needs more wholesome fanfics. Theres just too much smut for this sweet anxious guy :((

He doesnt move a muscle when you fall asleep on him. He just cant bare to wake you and your cute sleepy face! Hell sit there staring at you for hours until either he falls asleep or you wake up. You falling asleep on him just tells him that you feel so safe around him, especially when hes struggled with being so intimidating (the social anxiety and hood certainly dont help). Whether its at home on the couch, at a movie theatre, or just on the train back home, he just loves you so much he wish you would do it more often <3

You have a phobia and he comforts you. He immediately shields you or removes whatever thing youre scared of. He just cant handle seeing his liebling so terrified and vulnerable :(( he wants you to always feel safe around him, you would never have to worry about safety when hes around. Hes very loyal and is just as great a friend as he is a boyfriend :)

He would either have shoulder length hair or a super short fluffy buzzcut. No inbetween. If you ask him to grow/cut it, he wouldnt hesitate to find the nearest pair of scissors and whack it all off! (or vice versa…) he loves it when you play with his hair, and if its long, he doesnt mind you braiding or tying his hair in silly ways!!

Youre cold? Dont worry! König produces a lot of heat, let him share some of it with you! Hed give you his jacket, a thick padded one fit for surviving the Austrian winters and snug for you! Obviously his size means its huge on you but, he loves seeing you wearing his clothes. Its just another reminder of how small you are compared to him and he is absolutely obsessed with it.

You and him are having fun at a bar. He notices how drunk youre getting and pulls you away to go home before you hurt yourself or regret it in the morning. Unfortunately… the hangover hits hard and you are stuck on the bathroom floor, his hand gently rubbing circles on your back and holding your hair back as you vomit your insides into tje toilet bowl. He hates seeing yoi like this… sick and hungover. next time hes making you leave as soon as your words start slurring >:(

The movie is too scary!! Let him hold and cuddle you, jumpscare after jumpscare. You can shrink into his chest if youre scared. And dont worry about sleeping, nothing can hurt you if hes around. Of course hes just as scared as yuou, the movie was very well made afterall. But, he doesnt want you to be terrified, so hes here for you :) dont forget to give him cuddles too, he cant stop trembling as well!!!

Anniversary, valentines day, your birthday? Dont worry one bit! Hes already got it marked on his calendar, gift planned weeks in advance and the restaurant is already reserved. How could he ever disappoint an angel like you? This is the least he could do for all the love he receives for you!

Youre on your period? Dont even THINK about it. Hell be cuddling and snuggling you to warm you and calm your cramps. Cravings? Hes already on the way to the store :) you dont even have to tell him, hes already got your favourite snacks ready in a basket for you. Youre in pain all week! He hates seeing you like this… :(( who cares aboit the mood swings as long as youre nuzzled in his size, using his warm arms to stifle the chills running down your spine.

Its raining and you only have one umbrella. He would hold it for you, making sure that its his shoulder thats getting wet, not yours. Lest you fall sick and he has to stay home and take care of you for days :(( (not that hes complaining, he’ll take any opportunity to pamper and spoil you!)

Hes just gotten home from work after a bad day. As soon as he sees you, he feels just a little better, especially while resting his head on your chest and listening to your soft breaths on repeat. It could be on the couch, in bed or just while standing in the hallway, some physical touch from you always recharges his batteries :))

dividers by @mmadeinheavenn !! :)

Tysm for reading!! :) my requests are always open, feel free to ask me anything or request a drabble/fic!

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[nomizombie]

[You could be mine...] 🎸🎤🎶

fanboy!König x GN!rockstar!Reader || [Part 1] [Part 2]

[SFW/Wholesome] ; no usage of y/n, gender neutral pronouns, insane rocking out!!!, author has never been a rockstar or to a concert 😔, not proofread, written at 12 at night

[A/N] ; i was just really obsessed with the idea of König absolutely flooring it when he gets to meet his favourite rockstar!!! And then rockstar reader has to sign his forehead or smth

ALSO this is probably one of my first *longer* little drabbles so congratulations to msyelf for writing more than 3 sentences and not taking a nap!! 🎉

You stepped out onto the stage to a roar of fans. Hundreds were in the crowd screaming your name. Many scrambling to get to the edge of the stage and see you in full.

You greet the crowd enthusiastically, a gentle breeze flowing through the locks of your hair and tickling the ends of your shirt. With one strum of your guitar, the crowd goes wild, chanting and waving lights.

Not long after, your band begins playing. Drums, electric guitars, keyboard, and your smooth vocals, all come together to form song after song. Before long, the concert is almost over.

Sweat drips down your forehead as you pant, tired after jumping from end to end of the stage to interact with fans. You scan the crowd, at the front of the pack, barely hidden by spectators is a massive man, donning your band’s shirt and hat. You quickly snap your focus back to the blaring music behind you, more cheers erupting as you play the final song of the night.

You finally drop your mic. Singing a farewell to the horde of people as you leave the stage. Your shirt is soaked, hair damp and cheeks red. You high five your bandmates before disappearing into your area to change. The memory of the man still filling your memory as you wear a fresh shirt and pants, smooth your hair and dry your dewy skin.

Rushing out one final time, you find the long line of tables where your bandmates await you.

The obligatory autographing session after every concert. Tiresome, exhausting, but also something you look forward to.

Mindlessly scribbling your initials on albums and shirts, and thanking fans, you greet the next fan. But, when you look up, instead of seeing his face, your band’s logo crows your vision.

Your eyes trail further upwards before they land on a pair of crystal blue, anxiety-filled pupils staring back at you.

“Oh- Hello!” You croak out. It’s the man from earlier, and he’s so much more massive than you thought.

“Wow, big guy huh?” The words leave your mouth before you realise.

He stares at you silently, nodding frantically after a few seconds of awkwardness.

He’s not much of a talker, huh.

Desperate to ease the tension between you two, you flash your signature charming grin before speaking,

“Name?” You smile at him.

Once again, a few seconds of silence before another frenzied nod.

“König.” He says in a thick accent.

“Sorry? Repeat that would ya?” You turn your head to the side, leaning your ear into him.

His eyes widen before he comes a little closer and places his hand on the sides of his mouth. It was only then that you noticed how large his digits were. Each finger must’ve been at least one of yours and a half. Yet despite their size, he was trembling. Vibrating even.

He yells (or more accurately, speaks at a normal level) into your ear,

“König.”

You blink at him.

“Coonisch..?” You repeat at him confused. How do you even go about spelling that?

“It’s German.” He clarifies meekly.

Well that explains it.

He shakily places an album onto the cloth-covered table, then another, then another, then another, then one from your band’s first show and- holy shit, this dude must be a big fan. Physically and music-wise.

You reach your marker out to begin signing the stack before you freeze as he reaches into his bag and pulls out… guess what, another album! Then some faded polaroids that you faintly remember taking on stage before throwing them out into the crowd… then a small band facts book… exclusive posters, and some CDs still in the wrapping! When he finally stops digging around his bag, you finally notice the wide array of vibrant pins and badges stuck to his leather satchel. Unique pins from the early days of your music and badges that were never made again after the first drop. This man is beyond a fan.

He chuckles nervously as he noticed your wide eyes and slight gaping mouth. You were literally in the band but still you weren’t even sure you had some of the merch he did.

“All right… Coonisch… How do I… spell… that?”

“K-Ö-with the two dots above it-N-I-G.”

Oh.

“You want that on… everything..?” You gesture towards the stack of albums, posters, and pictures.

“Yes.” He responds. You can almost see his wide grin through the balaclava he wore.

You sighed, clicking your pen and getting to work. By the time you finished the last poster, he was practically vibrating.

“I take it you’re a big fan?”

He nods wildly again. Eagerly stuffing the pile of merch back into his bag. Once he’s all packed up, he doesn’t leave just yet. His eyes contemplate before he opens his mouth again.

“Can- Do you- Hand- Is it okay if you… shake my hand?!” The last part comes out a bit too loud. His eyes widen again, tips of his ears turning a light shade of pink as he lowers his head.

“Of course. Least I can do for a fan like you.” You beam at him. His eyes immediately return to their squinted eye-smile state as he holds out his jittery hand.

You slowly wrap your fingers around his (giant) ones and give him a firm, tight, shake.

“That good?”

He nods madly, eyes joyfully squinting. He looks like he just went to heaven.

A string of giggles leaves your throat. You can’t hold it back. He looks confused for a moment before chuckling himself, realising how much of a fanboy he must look like right now.

“Well, hope to see you around again, König.”

He thanks you profusely, bowing and nodding his head. He almost left before he froze, turned and quickly dropped something onto your table. You swear you could see him floating with stars in his eyes as he walked off.

You stare at the tiny red present box for a second before pocketing it and signing the next bunch of albums and posters. Before long, it was an hour and a half to midnight and you were tucked up in the back of your band’s van.

Squirming to your side, your brain replayed the interaction between you and König. Every timid word he spoke, his boyish mannerisms, even the look in his eyes as you shook his hand.

It was starting to get difficult not to think about him.

You felt your pocket for your phone before realising that the gift he left you was still unopened inside of it.

Quickly, you pulled it out, gently unwrapping the carefully lined paper and undoing the small ribbon.

Inside, the most precious necklace laid. Engraved with your initials and band’s logo. It was a locket in the shape of a sparrow, your favourite bird. You clutched the necklace, grinning from ear-to-ear as your cheeks burned.

Then, you noticed something scrawled at the bottom of the box.

A phone number.

You smiled so hard your face hurt.

dividers by @mmadeinheavenn

Tysm for reading!!! Please lmk if you’d like me to continue this silly idea of mine- i think im shaking at the thought of writing this aas a full fic witj multiple parts… 😭🙏

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Roommate!König comes home drunk x GN!Reader

[SFW/fluff…ish?] ; gender neutral reader, no usage of y/n, ofc drunk behaviour!!

[A/N] ; I have never had a roommate

It was past midnight on a Friday and you were curled up on the couch reading your favourite novel.

Your roommate, König, had gone out for the night with his buddies drinking. He wasn't to return until much later that night, so it wasn't a surprise when you heard a faint knocking on your door.

You lower your book, turning your head to the door.

"Mäuschennnn~..." He called out from the other side. He thought you were so small compared to him.

You sigh before rolling out of your mound of blankets and dragging your feet to the door.

Unlocking the door, your gaze immediately rises to the drunk giant staring down at you. His eyes light up the second you appear, wrapping his arms around you as he wobbles back and forth. The smell of booze hits you immediately. Just how much has he been drinking..?

Drunkenly giggling, he speaks,

"Mäuschen..~!" He slurs, clearly happy and very very intoxicated.

You sigh again, rubbing your hand on his back gently.

"Do you know what time it is?" You speak, a little annoyed.

"Nooo..." He says into the crook of your neck.

"How much did you drink, König?" You ask him. The smell still very obvious and strong.

"Just a couple of beers~.." He says slurring his words again.

His tolerance was non-existent. You had seen him get tipsy over just one beer for god sake. Running your fingers through your hair, you pull him inside.

"Let's get you ready for bed." You say softly.

He was going to be a big problem in the morning when his hangover hit.

divider by @mmadeinheavenn ^_^

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[nomizombie]

[König and the cafeteria] König x GN!Reader

[SFW/Fluff/Wholesome] ; you're friends with könig, the quiet giant no one talks to because they're either terrified of him or find him off-putting..., established friendship, könig has social anxiety, no y/, gender-neutral reader, mutual pining...? maybe...

[A/N] ; sorry guys!! ill post the poll winner soon i just needed a small drabble to clear my head after editing the same draft for so long :,)

König is an anxious man. Especially in a crowded space. Too many people. He can feel the eyes on him, judging him, talking about him.

He's big. He knows that. But, does everyone always have to gasp when they see him? Crane their necks when they pass by? He's tired of it all.

The cafeteria is loud and busy. There's people shuffling around everywhere. He doesn't have anywhere to hide.

“Are you okay?” A sudden voice interrupts his train of thought.

It takes him a moment to process what you said.

“Oh. Oh yes! Ja, of course.” He turns to you, smiling awkwardly under the balaclava.

How did he manage to befriend you? He’s so… difficult to be around.

“You seem anxious.” You continue. The trembling hands were just one of the many signs.

“I am?”

Thats when he finally looks below the canteen bench and notices his hand resting on top of yours, mindlessly playing with your fingers and drawing circles in your palm.

“Oh.”

You snicker, “Embarrassed?” You say grinning.

He doesnt answer, instead opting to lifing his hand up quickly. A feeble attempt to escape.

Another giggle escapes you as you grab his hand firmly, settling it back down to its resting place. Under the table.

His eyes are wide as he stares at you, before they drop down to the tight grip you have on him.

You’re giggling until you notice that his shocked eyes aren’t from your touch… and hes still trembling slightly. Theres a bead of sweat dripping down his forehead too…

“König? You alright?” His eyes are distant.

Again, it takes him a second to register your speech.

He smiles awkwardly again, “Yeah! Of course, of course...”

"Is it the people?" You ask concern spread all over your face. The two of you had been friends long enough for you to recognise the signs of his anxiety.

"I'm fine really!" he laughs, clearly trying to cover it up.

"You're shaking." Your eyes point downwards at the hand that refuses to rest.

"Right."

He can't hide anything from you.

"But really! I'm fine, I'm fine. Just great."

"You don't have to lie to me."

His eyes finally focus on you. They search your face before meeting your concerned ones.

"Ach, well. I'm just- You know, nervous." He purses his lips. His eyes dart to the people skittering by, trays in hand. There are conversations from other nearby tables ringing in your ears. It's packed.

You tighten your grip on his hand and he softly smiles at it.

"Thank you."

Your eyes crinkle in response. He smiles back, you can tell despite the mask covering his nose and mouth. His eyes are more expressive than you thought.

ty for reading! sorry.. the drafts from the poll will come out soon... i just needed a break from working them so i wrote this quick 15min drabble (-w- ;)

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[nomizombie]

König apologises :(

[SFW/Fluff/Comfort] ; no usage of y/n, gender-neutral reader, swearing, könig upsets you so he tries his best to make it up to you.

[A/N] ; I used some german words that im not really familiar with in this one so feel free to correct me :,)

“S-Schatz wait!” König calls out.

You rush off; feet thumping as anger spreads though out your body.

“Leave me alone, König!” You yell back at him. How could he do something like that?! How could he hurt you like this?!

His footsteps quickly follow behind you as you continue speeding away from him. Where were you going? Who knows, as long as it was far away from him you didn’t care.

“Schatzi, please just listen to me?” His words echo out throughout the hallway, “It was a mistake! I would never hurt you like that. Please believe me.”

Your body freezes and refuses to look back at him. Tears were about to spill down the cheeks that he was holding earlier.

“S-Schatz please… Just listen for a second okay?” He pleads, eyebrows knit and eyes glossy.

“Okay. Go on. What could you possibly say that would make me feel better after that?”

“I…” He trails off, struggling to find the words in English.

“I just… I-I don’t know how to say this-“

“Well, spit it out?” You hiss at him.

He mutters a slew of German curses under his breath.

“I’m sorry.”

You turn to look at him with widened eyes. You’d never heard him apologise before. Instead of talking, he would smother you with gifts, hugs and kisses when you were upset. Words were not something he was particularly good at.

He stares at you anxiously waiting for your reaction.

“You’re… sorry?” Is all you can say.

“Yes. I’m sorry,” He responds almost immediately,

“I’m so- ficke- I messed up and I don't even know why I said such a thing in the first place." His voice cracks. He pinches the back of his hand before continuing,

"You're all I have. Please forgive me, Liebling."

Another voice crack.

"König-" You take a few steps towards him.

"No, no, don't comfort me. You should be the one crying."

He takes another step towards you. Then another. Then another until he’s standing hairs away from you and you’re forced to crane your head up at him.

“Is there any way for me to make it up to you?” He asks under his breath. His eyes look pained, distraught and ridden with guilt.

Your mind draws a blank. All you really want right now is to forget all of this.

You take half a step forward and hug the big guy. For a second his body freezes, unsure of what to do, but when it finally clicks in his head, his arms wrap around you. Tightly.

“I love you.” König says into the crook of your neck.

divider by @mmadeinheavenn ^_^

Ty for reading !!! :)

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[nomizombie]

first art post!! finally had time to draw my fantastic majestic boy, könig :33

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Youre sparring with König late at night but you have a deathly fever. But, showing weakness around another soldier let alone your superior? Youd rather die before that happens.

He slams you to the mat, a third time, a fourth, before you’re hacking and coughing. You can barely take full breaths. But , time and time again, you pull your sore body up and get into your fighting stance, ready to be pummelled to the ground a fifth time.

He notices this. Hes not a dumbass. He can see the way you struggle to even get up off the floor or your laboured breathing from how many times the air in your lungs were forced out. Youre literally trembling as you speak to him, forcing out a raspy, “again.”

This time though, he pauses. Maybe youre having a bad day and needed a few hours of beating your body up, who is he to get in your business. But this? He wouldnt even put his strongest soldier theough this.

“Can you fight any longer?” König says, grimacing as you as you wipe at the dried blood that was dripping down your nose a few minutes earlier.

You nod, your weak throat cant bare to make any noises right now. He sighs. He always knew you were so… persistent. Even to the point of teetering over the edge of consciousness and unconsciousness.

You throw a weak fist at him, but he stops it gently in his hand.

“You are shaking.” He says, so quietly that you swore you couldve imagined it.

“You dont have to lie to me just because im your superior.” He gently scolds, pressing the back of his hand to your forehead as he scoops your exhausted form up.

“Ach, youre burning. Ill take you back to your dorm, okay?”

You stare at him for a few seconds. Is this the same könig that yelled at you for 5 minutes because you lagged behind during a march?

You can only manage a weak nod, finally letting your eyes flutter close as your head rests on his chest.

based on this image i saw on pinterest, if you know the artist plz tell me!!

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König who is strictly against you getting a cat in your shared apartment. For one, he hates pets! They shit and they piss and they ruin the little peace he has at home.

Then one night, as your walking to your apartment, rain pouring, you notice a soggy old box by the alley way. It wouldn’t have caught your attention if it wasn’t for the shivering, soaking wet kitten practically vibrating in it.

You obviously scooped it into your arms and took it home! It needs to warm up and drink a nice hot bowl of milk. It would be just cruel to leave it outside, no mama, all alone, doomed to die from hypothermia if not disease.

He was laying on the couch, rereading at his favourite book as he waited for you to return. His head immediately turned as he heard the door unlock, but his face scrunched up into disgust as he saw the wet kitten curled up in your hands.

“Was is that?” He raised a brow at you.

“A cat.” You raised one at him.

“Yeah but, i said i didnt want one.” He responds flatly, recalling the conversation the two of you had weeks prior.

“Oh come on, it was shivering outside! Just let it stay with us until its a bit stronger okay?” You pleaded, the cat meowed weakly and you cooed at it.

He watched as you gently pet it. A small kitten and only for a few days? His gaze rose to your face, a soft, loving smile on it as you played with the cat in your arms.

“Ach, fine.” He made a show of turning his head ans sighing, but a faint blush appeared on his cheeks. You looked really adorable playing with the kitten.

Weeks past and… the few days turned out to be not a few days. You kept extending it every time, spouting excuses about its size, strength and even convinced him by saying youd be sad if it left.

He scoffed everytime, telling you that the next time the cat would really be gone, but then… unexpectedly… he found himself, enjoying it?

Enjoying it. The thing? He must be going insane.

But… it was so cute. The way it would lick and nibble at his hand when he fed it treats or when it would curl up next to him on the couch as he watched TV. No wonder you liked such a dirty gremlin like it so much.

Over time, he played with it more than you did. Sometimes you even caught him talking to it in a baby voice in German. It was cute.

He began to buy it things. Cat toys, cat treats, cat bottles, a freaking cat tower!

And soon, those few weeks turned into a month. You, obviously wanting to mess with him, suggested that now was the perfect time to take it to a shelter.

You were met with frantic refusal, and your own excuses regurgitated from his mouth.

“Its too weak!”, “what if it cant find food?”, and “i thought you liked it!” Were just some of the sentences he said to postpone it. Wow, he was really attached.

Eventually that first month turned into a few months and those few months turned into a year. Before long the cat was a full adult and the man who hated it the most, loved it the best.

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[nomizombie]

[rises the moon] 🌒🌓🌔(comforting boyfriend!König after a bad dream)

[SFW/Fluff/Comfort/wittle bit of angst?] ; he has a nightmare and you comfort him, self esteem issues, established relationship, gender neutral reader, no usage of y/n, written in second person, i lied i dont know how to write angst 🥲

[A/N] ; i just realised how the poll couldve been taken differently… sorry if yall were expecting boyfriend könig to comfort you!! (-_-;)

“Liebling?” A quiet voice called out from behind you.

You peered at him from the living room, eyes roaming over the giant man in your hallway clutching his pillow. You had awoken from thirst in the middle of the night, now reading a book on the couch to help your mind fall back asleep.

“Yeah? You alright?” You asked, a little worried by his body language.

When he didn’t respond you dropped your book, quickly rushing over to him.

“König? Something wrong?” You asked again, now much closer. He was breathing heavily.

He stared at you for a moment before averting his gaze and shaking his head.

“Oh- baby..” you clutched his face through his balaclava. He never took it off in front of you.

Through the dim light of the moonlight, you could faintly make out his teary red eyes, eyelashes still wet.

“Bad dream?” You continued, concern knitting your eyebrows. It was normal. Night terrors came with the job. He had been discharged for months but they still followed him. Every night.

He nodded meekly before dropping his head onto your shoulder. His arms wrapped around your body, enveloping it, caging it.

He was never one to talk about his feelings. Too weak. Too vulnerable. He was gonna get hurt if he was ever weak around you. What if you judged him? Hated him? You can’t love someone like him.

“No… its just…”

He took a deep breath. You could feel his weight lifting before resting back down on you.

“Sorry for interrupting your reading, Schatz…”

You placed a hand on his back, rubbing circles with your thumb. Your way of telling him that didn’t matter right now.

“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. Okay?” You spoke softly, like a little breeze flowing past his ear.

You waited for a response but instead he grumbled before sinking more of his bodyweight onto you.

“Tired?” You asked him, hand still on his back.

He nodded, humming quietly.

You slowly pulled him back to bed, arms still wrapped tightly around your middle. Even by the time you reached the foot of the mattress, he still refused to let go.

“Hey, you need to let go or else I can’t lay down.” You tugged on him gently. His eyes stared at you for a second before opting to pull you into bed. The two of you fell on your sides, his arms continuing their tight squeeze around you.

His body shuffled closer to you until his head was tucked into your chest and his legs were entangled with yours.

For a moment, neither of you said a word.

“It felt so real.” His weak voice spoke.

You pulled him a little closer. Wrapped your arms around him a little tighter.

“Yeah?” You replied softly, pressing feather-light kisses to his temple.

“…you got hurt and I- Fick- there was no way and-“ his voice cracked a little.

You rubbed up and down his back.

“Hey, its alright. I’m aright. I’m right here, König.” You muttered softly against his head.

“I know, but it was so real…”

He squeezed you a little tighter.

“Y-Your blood- it was cold… so cold.” He shook against your body, still struggling to inhale and exhale.

The two of you had had this night many times. Sometimes you were out and he would call you crying. Some nights you woke up to a sweaty trembling mess curled up into your side. And some nights, the other side of the bed was cold, with him staying up and watching TV to avoid sleeping.

You threaded your fingers through his hair gently.

“Just another dream okay? I’m always going to be here for you.” You smiled down at him.

He stared up at you. His eyes widening before crinkling as tears spilt down his cheeks.

He quickly pushed his face against your collarbone. Out of your sight. Hidden away. A bad dream was one thing. Crying in front of you would just be more embarrassment and shame for him.

“Sorry.” He said, muffled against your shirt.

“s’okay… it’s okay.”

The two of you laid in silence. His heavy, stuttering exhales and your soft breaths. He pulled his head away from you and looked up at you with his red, tear-stricken eyes.

You stared at him curiously. What was he going to do now?

He slowly reached a hand to his face and started peeling his balaclava up, before stopping firmly at the centre of his nose bridge.

“Can I…?”

You nodded. “You don’t have to ask. You’re my boyfriend.”

He pulled you down to him, awkwardly pressing a kiss to your lips before releasing.

“I’d probably be a mess without you.” König said under his breath, barely stifling a voice crack.

“Me too.” You softly smiled.

dividers by @mmadeinheavenn

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[nomizombie]

(2) Fanboy!König x Rockstar!GN!Reader 🎸🎤🎶

[SFW/Wholesome] ; more rocking out!!!! Mutual pining, gender neutral, no usage of y/n!!! Author has never been to a concert or been a rockstar, not proofread…

[A/N] ; ty for all the nice comments on my last post! my face is gonna be sore from all that smiling 😭😭 heres a continuation from the last part, hope you enjoy!!! :)))

Part 1

Your hand hovered over the call button. Would it be so bad to call him? I mean, he did write his number down. The least you could do is call it. Thats normal. Yeah, that’s completely normal.

You tapped the call button and waited (for 3 seconds) until you heard the familiar click.

Silence.

“Hello?” You called out.

More silence.

“This is König right?”

Even more silence. Unbeknownst to you, König was a trembling mess on the other end. He parted his lips and no sound came out.

“Ah, I’ll just hang up then. Must’ve been a wrong number-“

“The albums. Thank you for signing them.” A meek voice spoke.

“So you are there after all!”

You hear nervous laughter on the other end.

“Sorry. Um. Whats the word? Starstruck?”

You couldn’t help but giggle.

“‘s alright, König.” His name was getting easier to say the more you said it.

More silence.

“Your singing. It was great.” He spoke again. This time a bit more confident.

“Well, I would assume so since you have so much merch of me.”

“Ah. Right.”

More silence. He was a lot more awkward over the phone.

“So… do you like the band or do you like me?”

Even more silence. Maybe you pushed too far. Maybe a guy like him doesn’t like teasing-

“You. You’re a good singer.“

You chuckled as you heard his response. Nevermind that, teasing him was fun. You could imagine the shaky hands as he held his phone, the pink tips of his ears, and the quietness as he thought of a response. How cute.

“Only good?

You pushed further.

More silence.

“It’s amazing. I’m in a trance when I listen to you.”

Now it was your turn to blush from your cheeks to your neck. Such simple words but it felt so good coming from him.

...

You had never texted with someone so much. Especially not someone as kind as him.

Every waking second, you spent tapping away on your phone. Before you fell asleep, in between shows, even during a meal with your bandmates.

It started off simple. You sent him a quick thank you message for the necklace and he responded with an also simple thanks for the handshake. Then, he followed up with another message complimenting your performance, and that might've been when you started expecting his texts.

Weeks later, you two continued to talk nearly everyday. Obviously, people began to notice. Your small smiles and giggles were frequent enough that even your manager got suspicious.

“Got someone special?” She snickered as she gripped the steering wheel. You couldn’t see her face but you just knew that she was raising a brow at the rapid screen smacking of your phone.

“Huh?- No! Its just a friend…” you quickly clarified.

Her eyebrow climbed a little higher as she gave you the look in the rear view mirror.

“Doesn’t seem like just a friend.” She laughed again, noticing your red cheeks, "Hey, I won’t get mad, I promise.”

Your cheeks continued to burn as she tilted her head to the side, silver earrings dangling and clinking as she waited.

“Okay, fine. He’s a fan from our December show.” You sighed. You really couldn’t hide anything from her, could you?

She gasped, “A fan?! Gasp! Our lead singer is into groupies!”

“He’s not a groupie! Its just- How do I explain this… He’s really fun to talk to.” This time your entire face burned.

“Fun, huh? Well I will warn you, dating a fan never goes well. Be careful alright? Can’t have our star vocalist getting heart broken now, can we?” She tutted her finger at you. Surely an experienced warning.

Before long you had arrived at the concert hall. This gig was probably the biggest youve had in months. Hundreds- no, thousands would be here tonight, watching you play. But, you could care less about the numbers, you only needed one person to come, the massive fanboy that you’ve been texting everyday the last few weeks.

You hands reach for your phone.

- im here at the venue. you almost here?

- Yes. Almost. Good luck with your show.

You two had been texting for weeks now, nearly everyday (or more accurately every hour) but he was still super formal with you. It was almost a little adorable that he still felt nervous interacting with you.

- awesome!! see ya :D

The typing animation played for a long time, disappearing and reappearing a few times before he finally responded.

- See you soon. 👍

An emoji. That's new. You grinned at the thought of him struggling to text you but that was quickly forgotten when you felt a cold hand on your shoulder.

"Stop texting your friend and start your warm ups! People are starting to come inside!" Your manager growled before quickly ushering you into your changing room.

By the time you stepped onto the stage, you were still struggling to rid your mind of thoughts of him. It's funny how much this boy has completely taken over your brain. But nevertheless, you greeted the crowd, strummed your electric guitar and started off with a new song. This one about your most recent obsession.

As you sang, walking from stage end-to-end you found yourself scanning the crowd for your favorite fan. But, oddly enough, he was nowhere to be found.

"That's odd." You muttered under your breath. Seriously. You have a massive audience tonight and the only thing on your mind right now is König? Get your head in the game.

Sweat beads dripped down your neck as you jumped up and down on stage, hyping up the crowd as you continued to hit ever note. The music was the only thing you could think about. You soon fell into the groove of the song, but yet, he still remained at the back of your mind.

With one final strum, you sank to your knees, panting. When's the last time you had really felt the rhythm? You smiled. Your new obsession was your muse.

As you trudged off stage, a damp mess dragging your feet behind you, you suddenly hit a wall. A very tall and solid wall.

You hissed, rubbing your sore nose as you opened your eyes. Once again, the worn out logo of your band crowded your vision. Your gaze travelled upwards as you finally realized that this wall, is in fact, not a wall.

A pair of beady eyes in a balaclava stared down at you.

"Hi." He said quietly.

"K-König! What are you doing offstage?!" You suddenly remembered how sticky and dewy your skin was, how damp your shirt was and the crazed, frizzy hair. You smoothed your hair out and wiped your face on the sleeve of your shirt frantically.

"Why are you here?" You asked a bit more calmer this time.

His ears turned a light red as he averted his gaze.

"Well... I wanted to watch you from here... and your manager… let me in." He breathed. Pausing in between words as he grew a little redder.

"My manager- her?!" Your calmness had left just as fast as it appeared.

He blinked at you. A few seconds of silence before nodding his head and rubbing his neck nervously.

"Ja, that's right."

"Holy shit- wait, how'd she know who you are..?" You asked curiously. You had never once mentioned his name or described him to her.

"Oh, uh..." He thought for a moment, finding the words in English.

"She's my... How do I say, like- aunt but not, kind of like my mother's friend." He muttered the last part quickly.

That explained the collection of exclusive merch.

Noticing your confusion, he continued, "Ah, it's not important. Your voice, lovely as always."

"Thank you, König." You grinned at him, your eyes squinting as you smiled.

His eyes widened before squinting as well. The way you said his name always made his heart jump in his chest. Meanwhile, you just couldn't get enough of his eye-smile.

The conversation was silent again. He stared anxiously at you before lowering his head.

“Can I… ask you something?”

“Of course, shoot away.”

He went quiet, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, before continuing.

"Well- do you, um..." His signature stuttering and stumbling over his words.

You hummed curiously.

"Do you want to get a-a drink together? Later? I'll wait for your autograph session and then I was wondering if you wanted to go out perhaps, of course you don't have to it was a stupid question, wasn't it? Excuse me then, I shouldn't have asked-"

"Of course. I would love to," you cut him off. His rambling was strangely... endearing?

Shock filled his eyes before he chuckled nervously.

"Ah. Sorry- I got a little anxious."

"It's okay!" You laughed. How was this behemoth man so cute? “What time?"

"I'll text you." He smiled and you noticed how his eyes crinkled when he did. That was never going to leave your memory, was it?

dividers by @mmadeinheavenn !!!!

Hii!!! If you got it this far, tysm for reading!!! ❤️❤️ Lmk if youd like more!! I like this au but i would also love to expand! If you have any ideas my requests are always open :)!!!

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[nomizombie]

what i would imagine me (an extrovert) would do to court könig (a socially anxious most likely introvert)

reference image: (totes didnt trace the rose because i HATE drawing flowers :33)

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[nomizombie]

Picnic with boyfriend!König x GN!reader ... 🥪🌿🌻

[SFW/Fluff/Wholesome] ; a little hiking, piggy back rides! making flower crowns!! picnic obviously, sandwiches because they are my favourite food, krapfen because i love fruit jam!!!! gender neutral reader, no usage of y/n :>

[A/N] ; once again another tiktok inspired me

“König..? How much longer?” You croaked from behind him. The two of you had been climbing a hiking trail for the last half an hour. You were starting to lose feeling in your legs.

“Just a little longer!” He called out in front in that familiar accent you'd grown to love.

“I really don't think I can go any further..” you stopped, panting as you watched your boyfriend saunter ahead of you, carrying a basket full of baked goodies and tupperware sandwiches.

He turned back when he realised he could no longer hear the crunching of leaves and sticks behind him.

“Schatz..? It's only a little farther… Come on.” he walked up to you, bending down to look at your face.

You shook your head, still a panting mess.

“Ah…” he groaned, rubbing the back of his neck. He thought for a moment before an idea struck him. He dropped the basket down onto the dirt.

“Oh! Schatzi. Idea. Climb onto my back.” He grinned at you wildly.

“Climb... your back?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Just do it!” He nudged you, turning around and kneeling so you could reach.

“Are you sure? I must be heavy I mean…”

“Oh don't say such nonsense! Hop on, ja?” He tapped his back.

You contemplated for a moment.

“Come on, I'm double your size. You're like an ant to me.” He said, reassuring you.

That sure helps.

“Wow. Gee, thanks.” You spoke flatly before placing your hands on his shoulders and hoisting yourself onto him. Once you were comfortable, he straightened his legs, raising you up in the air.

“Holy shit-“ is this how he saw the world every day? No wonder he walks over you so often.

“Like the view?” He smirked at you before picking the basket back up.

“Youre like… a total giraffe!” You laughed. Your feet dangled off the ground, resting by the sides of his hips.

“Ready?”

You happily hummed in response.

He chuckled and continued up the trail. It was only a few more minutes before you and him finally came upon a breezy grass clearing.

“Oh my god, its... breathtaking.” You beamed, feet finally touching on the soft lush grass.

He smiled at you before unpacking your little woven picnic basket.

“I made some Austrian goodies — and sandwiches of course, since you like them so much.” He spoke, muttering the last part quickly.

He laid down the blanket, a soft red and white checkered blanket with flower accents. Then, he retrieved an assortment of utensils and cutlery, white porcelain bowls and plates, and lastly but not least, a tupperware stack of your favourite triangle-sliced sandwiches.

“You must wait for the Austrian goodies. I want to save them for last.” He flashed a boyish smile at you before handing you a bottle of his favourite sparkling water.

You took a sip, letting the bubbles sit on your tongue as you took a long inhale of the spring air. Nothing could be better.

You picked at the grass, plucking a couple of daisies from where you were sitting.

"Say, König, have you ever made flower crowns?" You asked him, rolling the stems in between your fingers.

"Flower crowns? Nein.."

"Really?!" You stared at him widely, "Never?" You asked again.

"Never...?" He said, a little confused.

"Oh. My. God! I'll make you one this instant!"

You got to work immediately, carefully threading the daisies through each other until you had a sizable loop. One that you know would fit the massive skull of your boyfriend.

"Here. Try this one." You beamed at him, passing the crown into his hands.

He carefully placed it on his head until it fit snugly against his fluffy hair.

"Ta...da?" He smiled awkwardly at you.

Your eyes widened, pupils dilating.

"You look so adorable!" If only you could take a picture right now.

"I wish I could save this forever." You sighed. König hated taking pictures. He would absolutely smash a phone into pieces (and has) if someone refused to delete candid photos.

"Like a photo?"

"Yeah. It's alright though! I know you don't like them..."

He grinned at you.

"I think I can make an exception for you." He reached into his backpack, pulling out an old polaroid camera.

"This one is too blurry to have any good photos." He explained.

"You're really letting me...?" You asked, barely able to contain your excitement.

"Ja. Go ahead."

Your hand immediately shot for his, yoinking the camera.

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" You hugged him tightly. Finally, a photo of your boyfriend, even if it would be hardly intelligible, you'd take what you can get.

You raised the camera up, making sure every centimeter of his familiar face was in frame.

"Ready? 3, 2, 1, cheese!" The camera clicked, whirred for a few seconds before spitting out a small black polaroid.

You eagerly pulled it, shaking it as quick as you could. The picture came out blurry and grainy, but you could make out his crooked smile and squinty eyes just fine.

He laughed at your eagerness.

"You wanted photos of me that bad?"

"You think I didn't? I can't get enough of your smile." You grinned.

Pink bloomed on his cheeks at your words.

"Is that so..." He averted his gaze, embarrassed and red. You giggled at his response. How boyish.

Before long, the two of you finished the sandwiches.

"Close your eyes!" He chuckled, waiting for you to cover your face with your hands.

Then, he slowly revealed the plastic box, popping the lid off and cutting you a slice.

"Okay... now... open!"

Your eyes blinked back open. You looked at him before your gaze slowly trailed down to the warm, sweet-smelling dessert in front of you.

"I made Krapfen." He explained meekly.

"Oh my! König! You baked this?" Your eyes widened, taking in the plate of assorted powdered treats.

He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Well... I did with my Oma, but ja..."

You rushed to take a bite, picking one up and eagerly digging in.

He covered his face with his hands, staring at you through his fingers, waiting for your reaction.

You hummed and chewed as the sweet filling burst in your mouth. Apricot jam. Very delicious.

"It's delicious!" You said muffled.

"...Really?" He lowered his hands, sparkles in his eyes.

"Mhm! It's just the perfect sweetness." you continued chewing, sucking your fingers with a pop once you finished.

"You're a great baker, big guy."

He shrunk at your words. The nickname always made him feel so... flustered.

"Danke..." He spoke, looking down at his lap.

The two of you laughed until the sun dipped below the horizon and you were surrounded by a glowing sea of fireflies.

tysm for reading!! im a sucker for anythign bf könig related...

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[nomizombie]

[But aren't vampires scary...?] // vampire!König x GN!Reader

cw: blood (obviously!), biting, some injury

[SFW] ; blood (obviously!!), mutual pining (?), human rights violation el oh el, könig has social anxiety, gender neutral, no usage of y/n [A/N] ; was thinking about vamp könig whos actually really awkward and not the cool vampires like in movies... in fact, other vampires would probably assume he was a werewolf with his size.

You had never met a man like him, or more accurately, creature, like him.

He was terrifying, larger than life. His presence took up the whole room. Yet, it was invisible. Almost like he was transparent and you were the only one who could see him.

You met him at a bar. He didn't seem like he fit. Sitting in the corner, sipping on some cheap beer, observing everyone. Very out of place for somewhere like here.

You walked over to him of course. Seems like a guy like him just needs some company right?

Wrong.

It only took a few drinks before he dragged you outside. In some dinky alley, slamming your body against a wall and sinking his pearly white fangs into your neck. Sucking and slurping up your blood eagerly.

Quiet apologies in a subtle accent as he continued drinking and drinking. He gripped your body so tight, you couldn't move a muscle. As he bit deeper, the pain was so excruciating that you felt your consciousness teeter over the edge. One more second, minute, hour, he kept promising you.

By the time he was done, you were so lightheaded you felt like you were going to pass out, if not from the pain it would be from the blood loss. You struggled to even stand, swaying from side to side.

He apologised again.

"I-I am very sorry- It was, I'm starving you see? I'm so sorry-" You cut him off as you fell, leaning onto his body for support.

"Scheiße, did I feed too much?" His trembling hand gently lifted your face up.

You stared at him, half-lidded and woozy. Not good.

He immediately hoisted you up on his back.

"I'll take you to my apartment okay? Is that fine? I mean you don't really have a choice- Ah, you're too out of it to understand anyways."

Before long, you were laying on a couch in some living room you had never seen before. Still lightheaded, but feeling a bit more grounded, you sat up, observing your surroundings.

"König?" You called out his name. Difficult to say yet the more you said it, the more familiar it felt to your tongue.

He immediately appeared in the hallway, holding a warm towel, a mug, and some bandages.

"Ja? Are you alright? I'm so sorry-"

You fell back down again onto the couch. The room spun when you sat up.

"Oh gott..." He rushed over to you, almost dropping the mug and towel he held.

"Ah, it's the blood loss..." He sighed, "I was too excited, sorry."

He looked up at you through his brows as he dressed the bite. How could such a worrisome guy be the one who had you pinned against a wall for blood hours earlier?

"It's... alright." You winced in between words. It was still sore and throbbing even after- how many hours?

"What... time is it...?" You hissed as he cleaned the wound.

"Oh- Well, around two in the morning. Why?"

"It's that late already...?" You threw your head back in exhaustion.

Silence enveloped the two of you until you finally asked what had been on your mind since the alleyway.

"You're a vampire?"

"Ja." He said quietly, now wrapping clean bandages around the teeth marks.

"I thought... vampires were only in movies."

He shook his head, chuckling a little.

"I'm very much real, aren't I?"

You stared at him, squinting in the dark.

"Oh yeah..." you slurred. The alcohol and blood loss made for a deadly combination.

"Get some sleep, and well, I'm sorry, 'bout the uhm- biting." He stammered, pausing between words. He began to stand up.

"Wait-" Your hand shot out, grabbing onto his.

"S-Sorry?" His eyes widened under his balaclava. They were so emotive that it wasn't hard to tell what he was thinking.

The coldness of the room. The silence of the apartment. The darkness of it all. It was so stifling.

"Can you... stay?" You said meekly. Voice cracking from no liquids.

He couldn't speak, stuck looking at your pleading eyes and bandaged neck. After a few seconds which felt like much more, he finally remembered to respond.

"Oh- of course."

Plopping himself back onto the couch, he sat next to you as you leaned onto him.

"Sorry."

Of course, he couldn't help but apologise again.

"It's okay. You said you were... hungry... right?" You looked up at him, he had his eyes fixed on the muted TV in front of the two of you.

"Still- I shouldnt have... I got too... excited. I haven't had fresh blood in m-months.."

"It's alright-"

You paused as you felt something dripping onto your right shoulder.

As you turned, you saw his face. Crazed. Salivating.

"I-I'm sorry it's just- thinking about it makes me..."

"My blood was that tasty?"

You swear you could've seen a small tinge of pink bloom on his face. It may have even reached the tips of his ears.

"No it's not.. I mean- Not yours particularly- I'm just starving..."

You grinned at him.

"I'm not tasty?"

He couldn't bring himself to respond and the sleepiness was returning to you. Vampires are supposed to be scary right? So why are you here, getting all nice and cozy with one? It was going to be a long night for the two of you.

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tysm for reading! :) might expand on this au as well as I alrdy have some ideas for a second chapter !!!

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[nomizombie]

OK HEAR ME OUT!!! König working at a cat cafe and you rush in because its absolutely pouring outside and you need somewhere to take shelter until the rain lets out.

But guess what, you’re allergic to cats.

SO youre forced to huddle in the corner, miserably sneezing, snot running down your nose, eyes red and teary, while he stays by your side and fights off any cats (that are too friendly for your own good) from getting too close.

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[nomizombie]

König’s first CNY 🧧🥢🎊

boyfriend!König x afab?GN!reader

[SFW/Fluff/Wholesome] ; basically celebrating lny/cny with ur boyfriend, könig (very self indulgent haha), i guess this one is aimed towards people with female bodies? … since the reader wears a qipao, but if you wanna wear one and you have a male body thats okay too! :)), no usage of pronouns, no y/n

[A/N] ; 新年快乐 (xīn nián kuài lè) to my fellow chinese/singaporeans/anyone else celebrating!! Just got my ang paos from my extended family. Ahh I think my back is gonna break from the amount of bowing i had to do tho…

He had never seen so many people wearing red at the same time. Red floral qipaos, red bows, red shirts, and of course… red envelopes.

That morning, you handed him one too, although you arent technically aren't supposed to.

He accepted it, a puzzled look in his eyes as he opened it and expected a letter of some kind. Instead, a couple euros laid within.

“Lieb, what is this?” He asked, very very confused.

“It's an ang bao, silly.” you laughed.

He stared at it again, even more confused. Perplexed eyes roaming all over the package.

“An, ang… bao?” He struggled to pronounce it, german accent and all.

“For chinese new year.” You happily smiled at him while he clutched the bright red envelope in between his massive fingers.

“You give me… money?” He asked again, worried you thought he was in need.

“You really dont have to i have enough schatzi-“

“No, no, no! Its a tradition!” You giggled, “every CNY you give away red packets to kids and other adults!”

He blinked at you.

“So you give me money for…?”

“Just take it!” You pressed the envelope against him.

He smiled at you.

“Chinese new year is awesome.” He laughed.

Later that day, as the two of you were getting dressed to visit your relatives, he stumbled into your room looking for his watch. Thats when he found you staring at yourself in the mirror, donning a scarlet qipao.

He couldve sworn his jaw dropped.

You turned around, red, fitting since its chinese new year.

“König! Youre done already?”

He continued staring at you, eyes wide and mouth agape.

“You look… really good.” Is all he could manage. How was he supposed to put your beauty into words?

You stared up at him as you tugged at the sides of the floral garment nervously.

“Thanks.” You said, eyes dropping to the floor in embarrassment.

He smiled at your bashfulness. He had seen you wear dresses a million times at this point but for some reason, a qipao was different.

Once the two of you arrived at your relatives home, he was immediately bombarded with a tsunami of aunts and uncles fawning over him. Labelling him as your “tall boy”.

While he was left in a encircling swarm of relatives pinching at his cheeks and asking him questions that were much too personal, you were free to eat as much of the feast without any ‘thats too much’ remarks. Also free to pray to the shrine in the corner without some stingy uncle saying your ‘qipao was too short’.

You would have to cuddle him for a few hours at least as an apology. His limit is 2 people for a maximum of half an hour.

When he finally broke free from the crowd of relatives, he found you curled up on the couch watching a lion dance performance on TV. He playfully slapped your shoulder, clearly feeling betrayed after you abandoned him.

“Sorry.” You cheekily grinned at him. You were full of delicious food and he was drained of all his energy. Eh, he’d live.

“Can we go home now..?” He said meekly, voice raspy from all the answering he had done. More words said in one hour than he had ever said in a year.

You rubbed his head as he dropped it into the crook of your neck.

“Sure. Just let me get one more bite of the roast duck and then-“

He stopped you, pressing a finger to your lips.

“I swear I will die here, schatz. If we dont leave now, I might go insane.” He hissed at you.

You laughed. He was always so dramatic. Either way, he would have to get used to it. You planned on bringing him to every gathering from now on.

“新年快乐, König.” You pressed a kiss to his cheek, snickering.

新年快乐 = xīn nián kuài lè ("happy chinese new year")

oh god my back still hurts from all the bowing 😭😭 ang paos make the pain worth it tho :33

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hiii!! :3 i have two 4 wips at the moment and im having trouble deciding which i should work on since im quite busy!! I love them all equally so i really cant pick…

obviously ill complete them in the order of most popular to least popular! it would be super helpful if i had an idea of what people wanted tho :)

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