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[rafent]

To say Griss was bad at gift-giving would be an understatement (unless, of course, the gift involved pain. For him. And then he was half decent at it on a good day). He'd never put any value on doing things like that for other people, and the thought of giving up something that belonged to him - or going out of his way to get something - out of the goodness of his heart made his skin crawl. That wasn't to say that he didn't know how receiving a gift felt, but everything had a string attached, so he'd grown up snatching things so fast the strings snapped. Gratitude was foreign to him, too.

But Lord Rafal was no ordinary person, and Griss had decided the moment he opened the little bag the dragon had given to him months ago that he'd pay him back somehow. He'd learned the date of his birth only recently, surprised as he often was whenever Zephia spoke of age by the fact that he even had one, which left him little time to prepare. Not that Griss ever prepared for anything, but he knew Lord Rafal would be able to tell if he half-assed it, and he took some degree of care to not insult a fell dragon.

The blade of the carving knife slid across the callouses of his left palm, not quite kissing softer skin, still indecisive about whether to cut. Griss straddled a bench in the long-emptied dining hall under the flicker of candlelight, bent over and studying the lines in his hand. Beside him, the table boasted numerous cuts fanned out in some erratic pattern where he'd spent the majority of his jittery energy stabbing the knife between his fingers. He wasn't nervous. He didn't know he was, anyway.

The creaking door echoed through the hall and his head snapped up, grinning mask falling right into place. His guest had arrived, and he stood to meet him with knife still in hand.

"You made it." A hint of doubt, just barely. The dragon probably had better things to do. Griss offered his hand, the edge of the knife pressed into skin.

"So you got options today. First one's blood." And this was the one Griss was clearly most excited for. Brows raised when he bumped his hand a little closer. "We'd give our blood to Lord Sombron on-- well, every day, but especially on holidays. And I'm pretty sure your birthday would've been a holiday if you'd lived in my world. Couldn't get ya any royal blood without getting kicked outta the monastery, but it's not gonna hurt my feelings if my blood's not good enough. 'cause I also got this--" He turned halfway toward the table and the knife became a glint of light as he swung it to underscore the spread he'd procured.

"I didn't know which one you liked best, so I got the chef to cook up all the desserts on the menu. Took a lotta persuasion, but I knew she had sense. Hehehe." Everything from cakes, to pies, to cookies and macarons, to chocolate-covered fruit decorated the table, not laid out in any particularly pleasing way, but they all certainly looked fresh regardless. The knife point stopped at a corked bottle sitting at the end, and Griss led Lord Rafal over to it with more enthusiasm than his presentation of the desserts.

"Or this." He set the knife down to lift the dark bottle with both hands, clearly proud of it. "Got this as a thank-you for a job a while ago. Fancy stuff. I've been savin' it, but it's all yours now. So--" He looked up expectantly. "What'd'you think? An offering worthy of a fell dragon? You can carve me up with that knife if it's not. I made sure it was nice 'n sharp."

[// lord above sorry for the length]

It was not often, or really at all, that others summoned him to a location mysteriously preordained, unmarked by specifics and clear reasons. For such a lure to find its source in Griss of all people, Rafal's ignorance of the sights entered into was ergo wholly sincere. A room wadded full with the smell of mouthwatering sweets, lit by candlelight and replete with preparations in its illuminated shadows. He pretended especially that these implications did not thrill him. That disappoint the other man certainly did not.

". . .Punishments and blood holidays will be rejected." Immediate rejection, naturally, once recovered from wide, traveling eyes with nose wrinkled for further solidity of askance and brutal honesty. Those ideas were more to Griss' favor and even to Father's. Tonight was his eve of celebration and his flourish of hand pointed out the largesse that spelled his preference. "—but these are more acceptable. These are worthy offerings, enough to earn a place among the altars of Gradlon's finest temples."

A lengthier process of thought collapsed next, unfurling on a look almost distracted. Mumbled, worked, and smoothed past its invisible kinks. "Food and libation, a follower, only the setting leaves something to be desired. A temple this place is not, but with enough imagination. . ."

Words tapered off from a thought that would never finish; that would remain privy and consigned to the buried place it came from. Immersion was the true gift, wasn't it? To Rafal it surely was; one who had not been fashioned subject to ostentatious worship during his time. While Fell Dragons were showered with reverence only the true ones enjoyed lavish offerings - not failures with human forms alone that other children of god disdained. That truer humans took notice of, too.

Demeanor brightened, realizing the giddy makings of a destiny that could be worn for one night. He settled himself onto the bench in what could only be determined favorable reception, one leg crossed over the other. With that a lordly air; with that, not all masks worn with intent to deceive. Not all games of pretend condemned as harmful delusion. "Your provision of worship is most satisfactory to me, Griss. You may rejoice. I will accept it; all of it, and all of you."

But worship wasn't perfectly fulfilled in the absence of fawning eyes, mouths, and ovations. Without an audience readied to awe and vaunt at a dragon's every action. "Pour me a drink. I would be pleased further to celebrate me—" he gestured, commanded, and this time finished for that thought even if silently. Hopefully. Together, with the depletion of a sumptuous bottle to mark their time.

#◜ ₊ — 𝓡 ˚ ₊ 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ╱ askbox. #twistedisciple #griss feeling nervous awwww.... analogy to first date jitters #tbf i do think that 'giving fell child of my religion a gift' jitters are even MORE justified hahahaha #my note is that rafal wasn't given the same level of worship as other fell children or attention in general #so griss' libation-like gift turned out to be very meaningful #alternative rafal vc: ok griss lets larp >:) u can't be the fell dragon tho >:( YOU have to be the human. only i can be the dragon

[svetliysudarworkshop]

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[ashleabechaz]

Handmade Felt Brooches all packed up and ready to go for Finders Keepers Melbourne this weekend! 🌞

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[sleeping-realist-waking-dreamer]

saw this tiktok of some mom mocking her 10 yo kid for being unable to open a cd case earlier and have never gotten over it.

like are you mocking her or yourself here because you do realise you are. her parent. whos supposed to. teach her things. at some point. such as. i dunno. maybe. how to open a cd case. im just saying.

#i did not finish watching the video bc i didn't want to end up on adults bullying children side of tiktok #speaking I'd also just gotten someone making fun of some neighbor kids not knowing how to play outside #but the premise of a mom giving her kid a kidz bop album as a surprise gift i think is telling enough #🌌sleeptalkings #adult getting at children not knowing how to ''be children'' content is honestly the worst version of only 90s kids & kids these days #especially here the not knowing how to play outside one #like all the comments were like. roasting these kids when like #just looking around the scenery of that area. what else are they Supposed to do they have a 10x10 plot of dead grass #like im sorry as a kid who played outside i needed at LEAST a whole forest backyard or playground #for all my warrior cats larps and fairy house building and clay mines and weapon crafting. #im sorry these three kids arent having fun in this minecraft prisons plot sized front lawn thats half blocked by a car #and footed by a crunchy ass road #theres a reason the kids are all phone obsessed and its not what you Think #... #i dont leave hate comments on these vids i just leave tag rambles on my tumblr later

[e-6000]

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

#littletalks.txt #drove almost two hours last night to go to a white elephant gift exchange that a larp friend invited me to #it was a really nice time #I knew a couple of the people there besides the friend who invited me and we got to talk vtm for a good long while #I scored a bottle of peanut butter whiskey #we lost track of time so I ended up crashing there for the night #Phoenix (friend) ended up stealing my jacket and fell asleep using it as a blanket so I was like well‚ guess that's Phoenix's jacket now lol #they ended up falling asleep in the most uncomfortable looking neck destroying position so after a little bit we got him up and moved him #to the bed. he did not relinquish my jacket #I ended up sleeping at the foot of the bed and Phoenix kicked me in the stomach all night which I honestly didn't mind lol #a good time was had by all

[isa-ah]

talking character notes w the besties about our upcoming minecraft hardcore smp season while we plan our new skins and roleplay storylines this is bliss

#im larping a broke serf who gives 98% of his farm goods to his landlord (my husband) #whos greatest asset is gunna be food but who can only use leather armor and stone tools unless gifted iron by his landlord #like im gunna commit to the bit my skin doesnt even have shoes until i craft leather boots #im gunna be the 1st one out but thats FINE lol

[dismalzelenka]

2022 Handers Exchange 2: The Re-Handersing

Writer's Block for @murderspice.

Rating: Teen Archive Warning: None Apply Relationship: Anders/Male Hawke Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, LARPverse, Flirting, Side Isabela/Fenris Collection: 2022 Handers Gift Exchange @handers-time Words: 2704

Summary:

Varric drags the crew out to the woods for a weekend of live action roleplay to kick start some inspiration for his next novel. It's all fun and games until Garrett realizes everyone is taking this far more seriously than he is. Sebastian loses a bet. Fenris brought his cute blonde flatmate. Hawke is doing a lot of squirming. Isabela is having the time of her life.

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[medievalartcrafts]

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[virulenthealing]

Yesterday (the Ides of March) I bought a dagger.

#I feel like that made it more special #I also bought it in the gift shop of a cave which is double awesome #I got to LARP as a Dwarf for a little bit and then I got a cook knife #basically hog Heaven as far as I'm concerned

[manoartesana]

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[luna-writes-stuff]

Supernatural characters and what they want to do on a date, please? ♡

some of these will surprise absolutely no one but I am sO GLAD YOU ASKED ANON

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Dean Winchester

I feel like Dean would be one of the easiest with a date. He always tries to do the things he wants to, so in a date, it won’t be much different. His perfect date would be a road trip - the length depending on what kind of date it is. Usually, you’d drive about four hours to destination unknown, but there have been occasions where you took a couple days off to travel the country and see some classic tourists locations. Vegas is most often where you end up. He’d take you to roadhouses for food, unless you’re travelling to a town specifically. Then, he’d try to find a restaurant which has food he actually likes. If you know him long enough, he might even let you drive Baby. But only for a short while. And his eyes will be glued on you constantly.

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Sam Winchester

Sam is an absolute gentlemen. He’d take you out to a restaurant, hold the door open for you, slide out your seat, won’t eat before you do etc. Nine out of ten times he has a tiny gift with him, regardless of the situation. It could be a random day and he’d give you a box of chocolates or a bouquet of roses. Again - he’s a classic gentleman. He settles for the classic gifts. Afterwards, he loves to take walks with you, visit a museum or simply sit on a bench with a view of some landscape. During hunts, he is likely to take you out to spontaneous trips to the library cafe. Not the most romantic place to go to, but he knows that his lifestyle makes it difficult for him to get to properly take you out all of the time. He prefers the short in between moments more than the entire night planned out. Doesn’t mean he doesn’t like them though.

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Castiel

Does exactly what you randomly mentioned once. When you had only known him for a handful of weeks, you might have casually mentioned you love something such as going to the movies or visiting a beach, and now - years later - he’d have that remembered and do exactly as you said. Over the years, he learns much of human customs, so it isn’t that he doesn’t know what a proper date looks like. It’s simply that he likes to do the things you like to do. He’d much rather do something you forgot you had ever told him than to plan something out for himself out of thin air. Besides, he always enjoys seeing your reaction whenever he takes you out. ‘How did you know I would like this?’ ‘You told me four years ago.’ ‘?????’ He’s very endearing and can never get enough of the absolute shell shocked expression on your face whenever he decides to make your ideas come true. And it still surprises you after so many times.

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Charlie Bradbury

No, I am not going to tell you she would not take you to a renaissance fair or an arcade or an impromptu DnD session because she absolutely would. Depending on your personal interests and experiences with either three, she’d definitely engage in it. Your first date would likely have been at a ren fair and it has become a tradition ever since. No - not a ren fair like her LARPing (which was still awesome). She’d get dressed up and offer you her arm the entire time. She’d take you to the medieval eating tents, watch live performances of battle field with you, buys you little trinkets at the marketplaces, lets you try on some cool clothing; whatever you enjoy most. The longer you’re dating, the more often you’d go out. At night when both of you are bored, she’d grab a car and take you to a nearby arcade, lovingly annihilating you in Dance Dance Revolution. When you have a free day, she’d try to introduce you to DnD and her current party. The more you learn about it, the more often you’d get invited to their sessions with your own character. She’d sit beside you, holding your hand under the table as she’d be by your character’s side the entire time. It doesn’t even matter that there are other people too. To you, it still feels like a date.

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Gabriel

Initially, he’d definitely try to escalate the situation into a Casa Erotica tape, but he’s quick to agree with you once you decline. Most dates are spent in fancy hotels or restaurants of which you do not even know the same. He simply takes you there and you trust him with it. Gabriel is one who enjoys party and clubs, so he’d love to take you to cocktail bars every so often, keeping you close to him constantly and showing you off to everyone. Think hand on your waist constantly, sips of your glass, kisses on your cheek, chin on your shoulder etc. If you aren’t one for crowds or parties, he’d bring the party home or to a hotel chamber. He’d pop up his own little bar, mixing his own cocktails (or mocktails), offering them to you as a dramatic bartender, flirting with you as if he’d never seen you before. He’s also a big fan of taking you to big cities just to enjoy the view. You’d be at West End the first evening and Tokyo the second. He’s seen a lot of the world and loves to share that experience with you (and a lot of embarrassing tourist pictures with ‘I love Amsterdam’ shirts)

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Lucifer

Whatever he does, he tries to brush it off casually. Did he put all that effort into making a non-poisonous dinner with a made table? Pfff, no big deal. Did he really remember you really liked that one necklace? Yeah, he thought you might like it. He definitely did not take that the moment you mentioned it and weren’t looking. He’s a big fan of the tiny date ideas. Movie night? Absolutely. Oh yes, there is a pit with pillows there but it definitely isn’t there because you love them and he secretly loves to hold you close in them. Going out to the marketplace? Fun! He definitely won’t offer you his arm the entire time and get everything you claim ‘smells nice’ or ‘still need’. He does tiny gestures and tries to brush them off every single time, even after you thank him for it or compliment him on it. He doesn’t brush it off out of his pride or negligence of you - on the contrary. He brushes it off to make it seem as if it is easy for him. He has spent a long time separated from any form of contact and has not known love for the majority of his life. To have finally found you is something completely foreign to him, and he tries to keep you happy so desperately, but he doesn’t want it to seem like he puts too much effort into it. It’s okay, though. You secretly know this.

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Crowley

Much like Sam, he takes you out on classic dates. He’d show up to your doorstep, even though he can easily enter. He offers you his arm the entire night as he takes you out to dinner, walk the city or take you to that concert you mentioned once. Even better - he got you backstage passes. Your favourite artist in town? Isn’t it great to not have that ticket sale stress anymore? Whatever you do during the date, he makes sure you have a great time. Your pleasure and enjoyment comes first, and if that means he has to eat a place he hates or see a band he cannot stand, then so be it. He won’t make a long face nor express his dissatisfaction. If anything, he might even start to like it purely because you do. He’s quick to associate these things with you as well. Once you mention your love towards a certain dish or city, he keeps it locked in his mind and thinks of you every time someone mentions it. He’ll make sure to give you gifts often enough which go hand in hand with your interests and loves. He knows perfectly what you like and don’t like and always keeps this in mind. He’d never take you somewhere you don’t want to be or don’t like to go.

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In the game The Witcher 2: there is a special unit called “Blue Stripes”, created specifically to fight “squirrels”. The size of the squad is unknown, although it is known that there are not so many people in the Blue Stripes. Probably everyone likes Vernon Roche and his slightly eccentric subordinate Bianca, with whom many pleasant memories are associated in the game.“Some considered Vernon a…

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[ashleabechaz]

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[comfortless]

sylly (like silly yk yk) what are your könig hcs? 🌹

SYLLY?! i…. Ok…. fair warning this is a little long… all that i do is think about this guy someone get him out of my head.

tread carefully reading this! there is a lot of sensitive content here: mental health stuff, abuse, mentions of sex and pornographic material, suicidal ideation, etc etc.

Generic, silly headcanons:

He prefers coffee (black) over tea, but he does have a bit of a sweet tooth (will never resist caramel if it’s presented to him). Honestly, he’s pretty self-reliant when it comes to food, too. On lazy days, he makes enough to where a takeout bill is hardly a concern, but for the most part he cooks! Not a chef by any means, but nothing he ever makes is bad!

Definitely wants a big, loving family, the polar opposite of what he had growing up as an only child in a far less than perfect household. Not a dealbreaker, but he does yearn for all of the love that he’s missed out on and then some.

Not big on video games, but… I do think he is absolutely spending every lonely leave playing Elder Scrolls. Would be so easy to convince to go larping or to a renfaire. I see everyone’s car/bike guy headcanons and I raise you… obsessed with fantasy König. He loves history and myth!! Why not combine the two and see him in chainmail.

The scent & kink posts. But to add… he’s an affectionate biter. (,: Knows the correct places to do so that won’t cause damage or hurt too terribly much. Likes to sniff you just as well! The embodiment of the “merge souls with me” post; in love, he just wants to feel you any way that he can and have some part of you lingering on him, even if it’s just a stray hair or your scent clinging to his shirt or pillowcase.

Cheating is never on this guy’s mind when he’s in a relationship. If he’s found a lady not running for the hills the second she catches sight of him, that’s his one and only. Sure, he may find himself attracted to someone else at some point or other during the duration of a relationship, but he’s devoted and disciplined! There’s never the fear of anyone coming in between he and his lover. He’ll spoil you with gifts, clingy to a point it’s overbearing, always giving you the utmost care… but is not opposed to bullying you into being a submissive, trembling mess either. He’s balanced!

Adores animals. Like any of them. There’s a special place in his heart for cats, but having a constant companion that he can take on hikes like a large dog would be ideal. Would definitely consider owning a tarantula or a snake, too. ^^ He isn’t scared of anything, let alone a creature that most are misinformed about… (he projects a little..). He would treat them just as well as anyone would treat a more “normal” pet. Understanding if you wouldn’t want to hold a giant arachnid (they’re delicate and you squirming over it would make him a bit protective over the poor thing. ): ), but it would mean a lot to him if you were more accepting.

König would not be a pretty sight (to most people) the majority of the time… I doubt that he takes care of himself past training his body and his allotted one-two minute military showers. His character description describes what is rumored to be under his mask as scary. Let him have his buzzcut, and scars, and teeth or old wounds a little too fucked up to fix! Unconventionally attractive is still attractive! (i think his ‘face reveal’ is actually so cute…)

Lots of sporadic little thoughts, but… Ambidextrous, can not ride a bike, whistles/hums to fill lapses of silence, flexes his fingers/cracks his knuckles when he’s nervous, definitely snores (loudly), brushes his teeth like 3-4 times a day (when he can) because he eats so much, not a picky eater at all, thinks it’s cute if you’re affectionately a little grossed out by him from time to time, absolutely the kind of person that thinks fuel and fire smell good, fluent in English and German but certainly knows many words and phrases from other languages.

Kind of clumsy. Overthinks the way his body looks to the point where sometimes his movements are a little stiff. Overestimates how tall a door frame may be if he’s distracted in the presence of others, hits his head and plays it off like he didn’t even notice. He’s (obviously) highly confident on the field, but in regular circumstances it’s totally reversed.

Though. Yeah. Sometimes this does translate onto the field. Can’t stay in one place for too long, once knocked an enemy soldier out by barreling into him. He’s a quick shot, skillful with any weapon that falls into his hands, but his focus can get a little skewed.

He collects some things. Nothing exactly pricy, but antique knives, coins, and a pocket watch or two. And he isn’t the most apt at putting things together in an appealing way… The first time you’re allowed into his house it looks like he’s robbed some vintage hunting shop/is planning something nefarious with the way he’s just got a few daggers strewn about his kitchen table. Just push them to the side, it’s fine! (His favorite is certainly one with a handle carved from a stag’s antler.)

Definitely takes a physical approach to bad feelings. @melancholic-thing mentioned to me that he bites himself when he’s feeling dejected or frustrated and yeah. (All of Ghost’s hcs for him are factually correct.) Not going to punch a hole through the wall but may aggressively slam a door or raise his voice before he can catch himself.

I have many thoughts about König’s childhood/early adulthood. Like, too many. But to summarize…

I think that everyone experiences bullying to an extent but what would make it so bad that it managed to make its way into the scraps that we do have of him? What made him so fundamentally unlikable to his peers? /: With my König I’ve settled on it being a blend of neurodivergency and a nightmare home life and alienation from his peers.

Height is predominantly viewed as a good trait. I don’t think it was necessarily his appearance at all that got him picked on so heavily (albeit… I do think that he would have had some scars, crooked teeth, regular facial bruising or cuts from scraps with other children/his father). Perhaps not the most conventionally attractive guy around, but normally viewed as a solid 5/10, just average. The kind of person who you wouldn’t remember from just a face alone.

His personality was always memorable though.

Whilst the other children/teenagers were interested in the regular trends, sports, whatever was shown on the television or heard on the radio at the time, I think he probably would have had a great interest in escapism!!

Comics, books, researching history and geography, etc, anything that could keep him from thinking of where he was/what other people viewed him as. He had a lot of strange things to say: odd facts (like the kind of person to tell you the longest word in the dictionary because he thinks it’s cool, “um actually—“ to correct something, monologuing about some bug you’ve just squashed and how it was not just a pest but very useful in nature, borderline concerning reactions to being shunned (feigned threats of violence that he would laugh off, things he’s probably heard from media and his own parents), over explaining himself for the simplest of misunderstandings, and… quoting his Oma’s very old-fashioned turns of phrase (think of little Kö regularly saying “Du gehst mir tierisch auf den Keks.” when he’s annoyed whereas the others say things far less dated like “Du gehst mir auf den Sack.”)

With him being difficult to relate to and having the most uncanny things slip out of his mouth, others probably did view him as a bit of a freak. He didn’t particularly stand up for himself often either apart from a few fights (and would never hit a girl). He would stay quiet, pretend to focus on his studies or whatever else was before him while the other children jeered and taunted. Regularly a target for fake confessions and offers to hang out outside of school, too.

König did have crushes, did have people he thought were cool and wanted to befriend, but after the third time of showing up someplace that he had to walk to on his own to find that no one had actually wanted to spend their time with him, he gave up.

I don’t think he had a good relationship with his parents or much of anyone. Seriously, leaving for the military at seventeen sets off a ton of alarm bells! He left the week of his Oma’s passing, because what else was there for him — no girlfriend, no prospects, hardly a relationship with his mother or father.

His father was your standard shit parent— womanizing, loud, physically abusive towards König. “Bonding” activities with him always had a heavy lean towards violence: hunting and arguing that usually resulted in fist fighting his own son seemed to be his favorites. A small man with an equally small ego— he probably would have boasted about his affairs to König, exposed him to pornography as a way of making sure his son wasn’t anything other than straight (which: never stopped his curiosity). He would never hold back from telling König that he would never in a million years find a girl willing to put up with his supposed stupidity and shortcomings. Generally just viewed his own son as utterly worthless if not for use as a punching bag.

In turn, König always loathed him, would dread hearing the bastard just walking around the house because he knew he would always find something to bicker with his wife or son over. Nothing that they ever did would be deemed correct, and his social anxiety initially developed from his dealings with him.

His mother was withdrawn, emotionally neglectful. König was just… there to her; another mouth to feed, another person begging for the attention she would have rather spared on herself.

She wasn’t a bad mother and she did try, but the product of dealing with his father’s nonsense + letting her own mental illness go unchecked (as in, his father controlled the family financially and why would he let her blow through their funds to see a therapist and “lose her lucidity with pills and ridiculous talks”). There were some days when she would be feeling more like herself and take König along with her for walks through the park where she would try to ask him about his life, about school, and… he would end up spilling his guts to her only for her to return to silence. Still, those were his favorite days. His fondest memory was picking a flower for her on one of those walks, one that she kept pressed and later framed.

There were never family dinners, no movie nights, no day trips or vacations. The most blissful of days were spent in the comfort of his room where he could keep the door locked and muffle the sounds of his parents arguing with loud music.

So, König did not have much of a safe space within his own home, but he had his Oma and her cluttered little house. She had books and plenty of food, even a cat, too. Though she was like his mother, stern and withdrawn, she would at least sit with him and tell him stories of her own life. She would at least tell him “Ich lieb dich, Käferchen!” in her quiet voice, stroke his head where he would sit with his nose buried in a book beside her. She would show him her dusty antiques, her old photographs, and in turn taught him to be a proper man by making him tend to what needed to be done around her house. And the garden. He loved his Oma’s garden, full of orchids, petunias, and tomatoes she would mash up to make him goulash or tomatensalat!

With Austria’s leading religion being Catholicism, I do think his Oma would have dragged him with her to service plenty, too. Not that he ever particularly enjoyed it… just zoned out with a plastic soldier in his pocket to fidget with or some trading card he spent the money he earned doing chores for her on. He’s never considered himself religious, thought himself to be bound for Hell no matter what, even if most of the time he felt that he was already there.

You take a puppy that’s been beaten down his entire life, but still remains eager and throw him in a barrack with people more horrible than any bully he’s ever had, though…? He starts taking his father’s advice more and more then. He wouldn’t harm anyone that he didn’t view as deserving of it, but it didn’t need to go that far that often, anyway. König is aware of the space he takes up by then, aware that all of his training has made him more broad and sturdy, and those playground fights are nothing compared to what he’s capable of now.

He gets his callsign from a quip about him owning nothing. His barrack is empty, devoid of pictures or any sentimental belongings. He rarely checks his phone, there might be the occasional missed call from a spam number, what is there to even see? He has no social media presence, every leave is spent in a shitty apartment only a days travel from his hometown, and he is utterly silent when the other soldiers invite him out for drinks. So yes, he’s a king. The king of absolutely nothing.

One of these rowdy boys does eventually coax him into talking to a woman. He loses his virginity in a disgusting bar bathroom, where he asks her after the two minutes he’s spent inside of her if it means anything to her at all. She laughs, washes herself in the sink and calms him down, but doesn’t give him her number or anything more than her first name.

He’s starved for love, utterly miserable without it, but doesn’t have much of a desire to seek it out, either. He’s seen how people are, how they treat him. But time and time again he will grapple onto any thread that may lead him to a pinhole of hope when it’s offered to him. For the most part, he has his hand and a perpetually almost-empty bottle of lotion.

And it’s not much of a surprise that König has contemplated suicide more times than he can count. It has never culminated in any way, only fearing that he would disappoint his men, even further disappoint his parents, maybe even a small part of him still believes in a Hell; that maybe with enough vigilantism on his part he’ll earn his way to a pleasant afterlife, one he teeters on the separation of believing in and not.

He doesn’t think about his mental health, always haunted by his father’s words, thinking that assuredly it would make him weak if he were to seek help for something like his own thoughts. So he overexerts himself during workouts, bottles everything other than rage and love inside: no one is going to see him cry, not ever again after being laughed at for him hundreds of times during school where he sat being called an “ugly giant” a “daydreaming freak” and an “idiot” near daily where silent tears did escape, only spurring further laughter.

Though I do not write him with these things in mind for every au, there are always subtle hints scattered about. ^^ I could probably prattle on forever about him, but I will leave you with this for now…