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nomizombie · 2 months
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fanboy!König x rockstar!Reader (Part III) 🎸🎤🎶
[SFW/Fluff/Wholesome] ; basically a date with könig, loads of awkward moments, gender neutral, no usage of yn, written in 2nd person, please excuse my non proof read work
[A/N] ; 2nd poll winner!! Honestly had a lot of ideas for this part but i think könig would start off slow with a little cafe session and then of course, as per the AU he must be super into the rock scene!!, hes totally bringing reader to some underground rock concert >:)
Part I . Part II . Part III
(ill add the links later, for now just find my fanboy!könig tag and u shud be good)
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You wake up to the sound of your phone vibrating and the familiar tune of your ringtone. Your favourite song. It’s a catchy tune that you heard a few years ago and never seemed to get out of your head.
Rolling over in bed, you pick it up lazily, holding it to your ear as you force out a groggy ‘good morning’. You almost cringe at how raspy it comes out.
Expecting the sound of your manager’s nagging, your eyes filled with shock as his voice came through; quiet and just a little flustered.
“Your voice is deep… in the morning.” He smiles across the line.
“Sorry..? König?!” It was like a bucket of ice cold water was just poured on you. You sit up in bed instantly and glance at the ticking clock on your wall.
10:36AM
You were late to meet König.
“Oh shit-shit-shit-shit!” Your feet immediately scramble off your mattress, phone pressed between your shoulder and head as you rushed to brush your teeth.
“Its okay I dont mind. Maybe i shouldve picked the evening instead.” He said, “I know you had a late show last night.”
You responded back, muffled, which released a slew of laughter on the other end.
“Perhaps I should hang up? You sound a little busy.” He snickered.
You furiously refused through your toothpaste filled teeth.
“Ill be there soon!” You said as your gurgled.
By the time you had pulled your shoes on, it was already 10:47 AM. Guilt clouded your mind as you recalled that he initially set the time for ten in the morning. You had kept him waiting for over half an hour.
Rushing out the door, you let out another string of apologies, panting because of course, your cardio sucks.
By the time you reached the cafe, you were a sweaty heaving mess. Not the best way to start your first date. Was it even a date? The two of you are just friends. It was a friend… date. König sat in the corner, fittingly, staring at his phone as he softly drummed his fingers on the arm rests of his chair. He noticed you immediately, eyes crinkling as he motioned for you to sit across of him.
“Hello.” he smiled.
He wore a simple white shirt with some band name you had never heard of. I guess he’s into underground music? Over that was a puffy black zip up hoodie. His jeans were a sleek navy blue and he wore a leather satchel, the same one he brought to your first fan signing. Wow, it’s like he’s never even heard of colour.
“Hi.” You waved, grinning from ear to ear as you made your way over to him.
As you plopped your butt down on the leather seats, he pushed a cup of coffee towards you.
“You probably need it. You must be tired.”
Grabbing it, you thanked him before downing the whole cup in one go. Once you put the cup down, your eyes drifted back to him and his black face mask.
“No balaclava today?” You asked curiously, licking at the froth around your lips. He stared at you, eyes flicking down to your mouth before lifting back up. This was the first time you had seen his hair. It was fluffy, wavy, and a deep auburn shade.
“The barista would’ve thought I was trying to rob them.” His eyes crinkled.
You giggled thinking about it. But then, eyes focused back on his hair and the way it bounced when he laughed. You really really wanted to thread your fingers through it. It would be so soft and fluffy wouldn’t it?
König was no fool. He could see the way your eyes continuously kept going back to his head. As time passed and the two of you kept chatting, you were starting to get more and more obvious about it.
Eventually he just bit the bullet and asked you.
“Is there something wrong… with my hair?” He said, a confused but nervous look in his eyes.
Your eyes immediately widened and whatever you were about to say was stuck in your throat.
You laughed.
“No, no! Its just… It looks so soft.” A gentle smile appeared on your face.
König’s eyebrows rose a little before he averted his gaze.
“You can try… touching it.” His voice came out meek.
Oh god did he really just say that?
“Touching it?” You said, surprised and a little happy that he was starting to come out of his shell. However, while he may have been able to pick up on your incessant staring, the same cant be said for your tone of voice.
“Oh but, only if you want to, of course. Just a suggestion. You don’t have to if you don’t want to. Forget that I asked.”
“No! I want to.” You adamantly nodded your head.
His eyes widened and he pursed his lips. He slowly leaned over, pushing his head towards you.
“Okay… here goes nothing.”
You giggled before placing your palm on his scalp, gently running your fingers through the thick locks.
“Its softer than I imagined.” You grinned.
His ears turned a light shade of red.
“Thank… you..” He said quietly.
“Its like petting my dog back home.”
“You have a dog?” His ears perked up.
“Wow, my biggest fan doesn’t know I have a dog? Tsk, tsk, tsk.” You teased, reviling in the embarrassed expression that appeared on König’s face.
“Oh I- I just-“ he stammered. How could he not know! What a horrible fan he was!
You laughed, calming his anxiety.
“Well, now you know.”
He smiled awkwardly back, making a mental note to add to your wikipedia page for the twenty seventh time and make an edit to the trivia section. But, you didnt have to know that.
“How about you? Have any pets?”
He looked to the side, thought for a moment before responding.
“I had a goldfish.. im not sure if that counts…”
You laughed again.
“Well? What was its name?”
“I called it Frankie, because I had a friend named that.”
“Oh really? Should i name my goldfish König then?” You snickered.
“I wouldn’t mind it..” he said, oblivious to your teasing.
You snicked once more. He was really fun to be around? This date was going so well… Date? This was a date? No way this was just a friendly hangout between two friends who are super friendly! This cant be a date no, no, no-
“Are you okay?” He interrupted your train of thought, quickly pulling you back down to reality.
“Oh- um.” You reddened, “i was just thinking… this isnt a date is it?”
He immediately turned a bright shade of red as well. Stuttering, he replied as calmly as he could. His leg shook even harder underneath the table, rhythmically banging against the underside and shaking your cup.
“Do you want it to be?” He couldnt bare to look at your reaction so he turned his head downwards, nervously fidgeting with his thumbs. When had he gotten so bold? What was he saying!? He was moving too fast. He was going to mess this up and-
“Yeah.” You smiled, in that charming upside down way where your eyes did the work while your mouth curved downwards.
He blushed even further, ears turning red as a bead of sweat dripped down his forehead. Oh for god sake, the two of you were in an air conditioned building.
He grinned wildly under his mask. Silence shrouded the two of you until he decided to pipe up again.
“You should come with me.”
“Come with you?”
“To a concert. Today. Now.”
You raised your eyebrows curiously. You weren’t aware of any concerts happening this week.
“Your idea of a date?”
He hummed in response, eliciting a grin from you.
“Let’s go.”
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ty for reading!! this post took a while since i was procrastinating writing it 😭
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nomizombie · 2 months
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Anyone who reblogs this post will have their user written on a poster saying "We Stand With Palestine" that I hope to put up somewhere in the village I live in, or the town that the village is next to.
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nomizombie · 3 months
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I would agree it's upsetting seeing a lot of that content but you're responsible for your own online experience, and asking everyone to cater to your morals and expectations of the internet is not realistic. And they wouldn't listen anyway tbh.
I'm gonna paste what I put in another post since I don't wanna type up another post.
Ya'll fr, you gotta stop thinking this is about one specific person when it's not.
People are allowed to write whatever they want on the internet, it's the internet, that's expected.
The main issue I have is the lack of tags on this site! I admit I wrote this in the heat of the moment because I was just so upset after seeing yet another reblog of a fic of a certain nature ending up on my feed after blocking so many.
I know that I can easily just block blogs and filter tags, which is what I've been doing, but my main thing is the lack of tags and the lack of consideration to those who may stumble upon these things.
I'm not stupid, I know better than to purposely read things that may be triggering to me and then go and post about it online.
I just don't want anyone getting hate or whatever because of what I posted.
Have your kinks, have your fantasies, as much as I hate them, but PLEASE tag them 😭
And if you do have those fantasies and kinks, and you DO tag your posts, then this is not directed at you!!!
My friend last night came to me shaking because of a post that was not tagged, with the first 2 sentences being SA.
Just tag
That's all I want
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nomizombie · 3 months
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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…
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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")
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oh god my back still hurts from all the bowing 😭😭 ang paos make the pain worth it tho :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.
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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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[meet the zombie..!] 🧠🧟‍♂️🫀
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if you do follow me without checking and youre an nsfw acc, thats okay, i usually dont check my following list BUT if i do see any nsfw blogs appear on my feed i will block them (so sorry if u followed me and then i suddenly disappeared 🥲)
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☆ call me: nom, nomi, zom, zombie (whatever you prefer :))
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nomizombie · 3 months
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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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first art post!! finally had time to draw my fantastic majestic boy, könig :33
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nomizombie · 3 months
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[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!! (-_-;)
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“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.
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tysm for reading! pls support me with a like or a reblog to this post if thats okay :))
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[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 :,)
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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.
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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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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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nomizombie · 4 months
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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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nomizombie · 4 months
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[Masterlist] .˚₊ ‧꒰ა 🧟🧠 ໒꒱‧₊˚
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P.S. all my works are sfw and gender-neutral unless specified otherwise! I mostly write either fluff or angst :)) all dividers used in my posts are by @mmadeinheavenn or @animatedglittergraphics-n-more
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#. ˚₊‧꒰ა 🧟🧠 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ -> all my posts (i just wanted an aesthetic hashtag honestly)
#°˖ ⊹ ꒰✒️꒱ ♡ -> all my writing (excluding drabbles
#˗ˏˋ 🎨 ´ˎ˗ -> my drawings! all original artworks and silly doodles
#zombie chatter :V -> my yapology degree being put to work here (asks, questions, reblogs, and other stuff...)
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🦷 = fluff/wholesome
🫀 = comfort
🧠 = angst
🧟‍♂️ = drabbles/short (...or check my #zombie chatter :V tag!!)
extras! ? -> i wasn't too sure if it counts but like... ehh its midway. read this as a "half way there" tag * -> anything with a tw/cw (ex. deprecating thoughts, self harm, graphic/gorey dscriptions, check the fic for the warning!) ❤️‍🩹 -> personal favourite/im pretty proud of how this one turned out
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artist: @/Glutt_r on twitter/X !!
[KÖNIG MWII]
🦷 Stargazing with boyfriend!König x GN!Reader
🦷 boyfriend!König headcanons
🦷🧟‍♂️ Clingy bodyguard!König drabble
🫀🧠? König apologises :(
🦷 roommate!König comes home drunk x GN!Reader
*🦷 [But aren't vampires scary...?] // vampire!König x GN!Reader
🦷 Picnic with boyfriend!König x GN!reader
*🫀 🧠? [rises the moon] // comforting boyfriend!König after a bad dream)
🦷 🧠? [König and the cafeteria] // you're friends with könig...
[You could be mine...] 🎸🎤🎶 (ONGOING!) fanboy!König x GN!rockstar!Reader
🦷 Part 1 // you meet your most anxious but biggest fanboy...
🦷 Part 2 // it's not even a crush, right?
🦷 Part 3 // date? what date? we're just friends!
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[Planning to write…]
Adventure time (reader x marshall lee, marceline x pb, joining jake and finn on their adventures, finn x flame princess…)
Chainsaw man (yoshiden specifically)
JJK (reader x itadori, gojo x geto, reader x nanami…)
Genshin (specifically itto but im open to more! Request a character if you like them!)
Other cod characters (nikto and gaz specifically)
Non x reader content! Im going to expand and write more stuff abt character interactions! Maybe a few fanfics with reader inserts/ocs…
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dividers by @mmadeinheavenn
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nomizombie · 4 months
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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
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“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.
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tysm for reading!! im a sucker for anythign bf könig related...
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nomizombie · 4 months
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[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.
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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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