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zombieplaygrounds · 3 days

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cw: smut, fingering, blow jobs, choking, man handling, age gap relationships, afab!f!reader

Poor König, just wanted to court you right and proper. There was a significant age gap between the both of you - with him taking the lead. You were a real pretty thing, and he was in love. Helplessly so.

Call him old fashioned, but König wanted to "win your heart" the traditional way. Took you out on dates that he paid in full, showered you in flowers and jewelry, did his got damned best to be "charming". Safe to say he was desperate.

Yet you didn't seem to mind. Rather, you giggled at his bad jokes, even let him pull you into his lap, leaning into him as he mapped out your curves through your clothes. A dirty, delicious, man; one who thought you were the most innocent thing hes ever seen.

Come the time you both decide you were "ready" to take the next step. Didn't take you to a trashy hotel, or fuck you in his car like other men might've. König invited you to his home, cooked you a fresh dinner of something from his native country - a pleasant conversation with dim lighting. How fucking romantic.

In his mind, you were so compliant, so swooned by his love and nuturing nature toward you. Probably hoped it would own a few blissful moans this night, afterwards he'd tell you to quit your job and live with him while you were still cock drunk. But after dinner, when the conversation slowly stumbled into the bathroom and was discarded on the floor in the forms of clothes and underwear - well, it was safe to say you were anything but the innocent bird he thought to have nurtured.

Rather, you lead him to the bed, pushing him back to a seating on the bed. His hands tangled in your hair, groaning and grunting as you nipped and kissed all his favorite places. Neck, jaw, his muscles even; you were so fucking perversely thorough. It left him weak and malleable to your desires and sinful actions.

Couldn't even question you as you begged to suck his fat, weeping cock. Just nodded with a stupid, star struck expression in his eyes. His head bobbing backwards as you licked and greedily fit him inside your warm mouth. The hot muscle of your tongue swirling against the sensitive head of his cock, followed by the vibrating moans of your throat, it was all crashing down at him at once.

The moment he felt himself about to come to a seering hot climax, you pulled away, licking your precum smeared lips, your sticky fingers earning the same treatment afterwards.

"Mhh.. Choke me, please?"

You were so bold. So unbothered by your own words. König could help but use the remained of his breath to release a laugh. Kids these days, so fucking vulgar. Though, it wouldn't sop him from grabbing that pretty throat and lifting you back to his lap.

After all, the sweet folds of your pussy practically oozed prayers of attention. And König was not about to deny his angel. He'd have his thick fingers ramming into your cunt, spreading them from the inside while you whined and cried his name; almost helplessly orgasming from some choking and fingering alone. König would give you proper whore treatment if that's what you begged for.

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starryylies · 2 days

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könig and hybrid kitty!reader!?!?!?!?

König with kitty! Reader

Omgggahhhh this is so cute 🥺🥺

I just know that he’d absolutely adore his kitty nd thank you smmm for the Ask 🩷🩷

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🐾 König who absolutely spoils his little kitty, buying you cute collars, delicious food and so many cute toys ofcourse !!

🐾 König who loves it when you crawl up to his lap and curl into a little ball, his hands unconsciously petting your head and rubbing the back of your ears as you purr in his warm presence.

🐾 König who buys you a pink collar with a pretty bow on it, the collar matching your tail ofcourse :3

🐾 König who loves it when you’re in heat, his kitty is so needy.

🐾 König who becomes mean :(( making you hump his arm like a depraved animal because you’ve been acting naughty

🐾 König who stretches your tail when you have an attitude and hiss at him, his meaty cock inside your hole as he fucks the shitty attitude outta you.

🐾 König who makes you his profile photo, showing his mates how beautiful his kitty is. His prettiest kitty :3

🐾 König who buys you plenty of plushies and toys so you never feel lonely while you’re in heat while he’s deployed.

🐾 König who carries one of your collars whenever he’s deployed so he can put it on you when he comes home is the reason that gets him through.

🐾 König who hates when others touch his kitty, teaching you how to fend off strangers, and ofcourse when you do so you get rewarded generously :)

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latenightdaydreams · 2 days

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Omg girl please do part three for the trucker!!!

Love your writing

Here it isssss!!!! Thank you!🥹

Trucker!König x Stranded!Reader Part3 (fem)

MDNI🔞

Part 1, Part 2

Master List

Hello again🥰 Like parts one and two, three requires a strong trigger warning. I love you all and hope you're having a good day. Stay safe and take care of yourselves🩷

>cw: fem/afab, non-con, oral, breeding, drugging, p in v

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It’s been two months that you’ve been with König, 10 weeks to be exact. You’ve gotten into the routine of gas station breaks and over nights at the motel. You’ve learned to not fight him after a few bad incidents. He lets you wash yourself now, but he has to watch. He’s traded zip ties for soft handcuffs while you sleep. When you do bathroom breaks, he lets you go into the woman’s side alone, without the cuffs and during the day time. A small taste of freedom.

You sit on the bed in the back of his truck's cab, arms bound and looped through the metal on the bed so you can’t move. König stopped at a gas station to fill up. You sit and look at all of the people walking past. If only they knew you were here. If only they could help.

König buys you a honey bun, turkey sandwich, water, and a soda. He has become soft on you, in his own twisted way. He enjoys treating you, and he’s learned that you have a sweet tooth. He pays at the register and smiles at the young woman. For once he doesn’t look at someone like her in a predatory way, he has you. You fill the hunger.

König walks to the side and opens your soda. He pours two crushed up sleeping pills into the bottle, knowing that you’ll probably drink this first. He has a drop off coming up and he refuses to take any chances of you escaping.

He walks back to the truck and you perk up. He smiles down at you and holds up the bag of goodies.

“I got treats for you Maus.” König sits in the driver’s seat and takes things out of the bag before standing to take your hands away from the bar so you could eat, still handcuffed though.

“Thank you…” You say in a weak voice.

“When you’re done with that, I have a soda and honeybun for you.” He sits and begins to open his own food and eat.

You smile, food has become your only form of comfort throughout all of this. Just sweet things. It’s almost like you get to be back home for those few moments while you’re eating. The better you behave, the more treats König buys.

You both sit in silence as you eat. He hands you the soda to take drinks from. You thank him as you finish your sandwich.

“Ready for your honey bun?”

“Yes, please.” You look to his blue eyes as he smiles at your submission.

You continue to drink your soda as you eat. You zone out and look out the window, starting to feel tired. You yawn, shaking your head to try and wake yourself up. Looking back at König, you’re blinking slowly. Realizing you were drugged you begin to panic.

“Why?” Your eyelids have become insanely heavy and it’s hard to focus.

“Just for a stop, Maus. I just don’t want you to run away. You’ll be safe.” His voice was oddly soothing.

“I- I wouldn’t.” You begin to struggle to stay awake, your speech slurred and body heavy. You simply can’t fight the pills.

König approaches you and grabs the almost empty soda bottle out of your hand and the half-eaten honey bun; he wraps it up to save it for you. He gently lays you back on the bed and covers your body under the blanket. He hides your hands under so no one could possibly see that you’re handcuffed.

After his drop off, König sits in the driver’s seat using his phone; the truck is blocked off and locked for sleep. He’s moving money from his subscription page, where he has been posting your videos, to his bank account. He looks over at you occasionally, admiring how adorable you look asleep.

He is planning on taking a long break and bringing you to his house. He wants to show you your new home, your new life. Plus, he’s always wanted to settle down and have a family. You seem like you’d be a perfect mom. At the very least you’d make beautiful babies for him.

Standing, he approaches you and speaks softly, “Y/n, you awake?” He shakes your leg slightly. He’s just making sure the sleeping pills are still working.

Grabbing his phone out of his pocket, he drops his pants to the floor. His erection springs from his boxers. He kneels next to the bed and pulls your sweat pants down and looks at your stubbly pussy, brushing his fingers over the texture before pulling your bottoms off all the way.

Spreading your legs apart, he gently kisses down your soft thighs. Kissing over the bitemarks he left from the last time he was down here. Deciding to not record this, he wants to make it a more intimate moment. He is starting to fall in love with you, and sex isn’t just for profit anymore.

He continues to kiss your soft thighs; it’s been two days since you’ve showered so your pussy smells divine. As he gets closer, he takes deep breaths through his nose to completely breathe you in. Finally, his lips meet your sweet warmth. He kisses gently up and down before pressing his face in, burying his nose deep into your lips.

“So süß…” He mutters to himself.

He pulls back and rubs his fingers up and down your pussy, listening to the mushy wet sound. Slipping two fingers into your cunt, he moves back to your pussy and begins to lick your clit gently. He knows you’re asleep, but he still wants to pleasure you. His other hand on his cock, stroking it quickly. He’s been waiting all day to feel you.

Once your pussy becomes creamy wet, he pulls his fingers out and licks them. Your natural musk all over his face. Grabbing your panties, he wipes his face off on them and keeps them in his hand. He pulls his pants off his ankles and moves on top of you. Moving your left leg with his hand to give himself space to rest his body on top of you. The space is very small for a normal sized person, for someone 6 '10, it’s almost impossible; but he finds a way.

Sliding his cock inside of you easily, he’s learned the right ways to touch your body and to make you relax enough to take him without struggle. He whimpers pathetically as he feels your wet cunt wrap around him. He rests his full weight on you and wraps one of his arms around you tightly, burying his head into the crook of your neck and bringing his hand holding your panties up so he can continue to breathe you in.

“I’m going to cum Maus.”

As his hips begin to thrust quickly, he moans out your name. His body enveloping yours completely, moving his head from your panties to kiss your neck. Moaning into you as his pace picks up. His balls slapping against your ass hard as he squeezes you tightly in his arms. He lets out a loud moan, shoving your panties into his mouth to muffle the sound as he cums deep inside of you.

Panting hard, he continues to just rest there; not wanting to let go of you. He pulls your panties from his mouth and kisses your cheek softly. Lifting his body off of you, he pulls out, savoring the little pop sound your cunt always makes. König looks down at his cum leaking out of you and uses a finger to shove it back in. He dresses you again and then himself. Putting his phone away, he gets ready to go to sleep.

When you wake up König is already driving again. Your head feels groggy from the pills he snuck into your drink. You look out the window and have to squint because of the sun shining brightly through the windows.

Hearing you stir, König looks over his shoulder and smiles at you. “Guten Morgen, meine Liebe.”

“My head hurts,” you say in a sleepy voice that makes his heart warm. “And I have to pee.”

König chuckles and nods his head, “We will be stopping soon. You can get out and use the bathroom. We can also get you a treat, whatever you want.”

“Thank you…”

“So, I’ve been thinking, maybe it’s time we take a break from the road and I take you home.”

The thought of being taken to his home makes your stomach drop. Everyday on the road you see small chances of possibly running away, an odd sense of freedom when you go to the rest stop. What if you never leave the house again? That would be your final stop.

“And maybe it’s time we think about children, I’ve always wanted a big family.”

His voice shatters your internal thoughts as you look up at him with panic. Technically, you’ve been having unprotected sex already, but he never cums in you, so you think. The thought of having his children, let alone this mans, makes you feel terrified and sick to your very core. Death would be kinder than being his breeding slave. You don’t respond, just zoning out and it catches König’s attention.

“Something wrong Maus?”

“N-no,” you think quickly on your toes, “I guess I just never saw myself having kids.”

“No? You’d be a wonderful mother. You’d make beautiful children, especially with my sperm.”

That just grosses you out.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be a good father.”

How can you be when you’ve kidnapped and assaulted their would be mother? You think to yourself trying to suppress the new waves of anxiety this talk is giving you. You decide to try and change topics.

“I’m sorry to be whiny, but I really have to pee.”

“Ja, ja, okay.” König drives on just a little while longer before turning off into the first rest stop he sees. He parks the semi before standing and approaching you. He grabs your shoes for you and kneels down looking at your beautiful face. His Maus.

“Remember the rules. Eyes down, don’t talk to anybody, in and out. Then we can pick out a treat and head back home.”

Home. Hell.

“I remember.” You nod your head as he helps you put your shoes on.

He reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out the key to your cuffs. He unlocks you and the scars from the zip ties are still visible. He combs your hair back with a small purple comb to make sure you look presentable. There are always odd people here, so not many questions get asked anyway.

You finally step out of the truck, König’s fingers intertwined with yours as you walk. The hot sun on your skin makes you feel so alive, like you’re real. König stands there for a while and lets you take in its warmth before he tugs your arm for you to follow him.

You both walk inside and an older woman greets you both. König responds, but you keep your head down like you were told. He walks you to the bathroom and whispers in your ears.

“Remember, in and out. Quick.”

You nod in understanding and step into the restroom. Freedom. You rush into a stall and begin to pee hard, letting out a sigh of relief as you relax your shoulders and slump forward. You linger for a while before you wipe, any little small thing that you can do to extend your time alone you do.

Stepping out to wash your hands, you hear the door open and see an old lady with a cane walk in. She smiles at you kindly and you smile back before she goes into a stall. You want to ask for help, but she’s so old you’re scared she wouldn’t understand.

You dry your hands as the bathroom door opens again and as it lingers open, you can hear so many voices talking. You wonder what’s going on as you leave the bathroom.

Opening the door, you’re surrounded by a sea of older people waiting to go in. They just got off a bus for a rest break. You look over at König and see him a little bit away from you as the rude older people push their way past him. His eyes on you like a hawk. You stand there for a while, between the door to freedom, and going back to König. You could ask for help here, but what if he really kills all these innocent people?

König is currently cut off by at least 5 people, meaning he would have to go around then to hurry to you. You saw buildings on your way here, so you could possibly just run until you reach safety. Run and lose him so you can safely call for help.

This feels like it’s been an hour of thinking when really only five seconds pass. Looking at König still, you turn and run. The fastest you’ve ever ran in your life, catching the attention of everyone, not just König.

Running out of the door and heading towards the road, you just let your fight or flight carry you away.

König’s heart sinks as he sees you do that; you’ve been so well behaved he almost can’t believe you’d do this to him. With no care, he barrels through the line of people and goes out the door after you. Everyone at the stop is confused as they watch two people run in what looks like a chase.

König’s massive body is running after you at full speed, trying to catch up to you quickly before anyone can call for help or you can reach safety.

“MAUS!” He shouts after you.

You can hear his booming voice as you run, you don’t stop. You know if you do, he will catch you. There is no telling what an angry König would do. Tears begin to stream down your face as you run, your heart beat pounding in your ears. A little voice telling you to just keep going, don’t stop.

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theywhowriteandknowthings · 2 days

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Grocery Shopping with König [539 word drabble]

No warnings, food talk, König is a goof.

Grocery shopping with König is a nightmare.

The old adage of “Don’t shop hungry” is impossible, the man is never not hungry.

He’s also a frugal bastard.

Your freezer is always filled with marked-down food that had to be frozen lest they spoil. You swear there’s been a whole rotisserie chicken just stuffed at the back of the freezer for over a year.

“But Biene, it’ll just go to waste.”

“But it’s such a good deal! Fifty pence off!”

“Why not, we could make something interesting with… pickled onions and mini frankfurters! I can make you Fleishsalat!”

And so on.

Today, you’re sneaking off to the store on your own. You’re on the last dregs of your paycheck for the month and you need to just get the essentials. No more, no less.

“Where are you off, Beine?” You hear him call from the bedroom, it’s early, and you had hoped he would sleep in. He usually does after a long deployment like the one he’s just been on.

“Just popping to the shops, go back to bed,” you insist, already shouldering on your coat, desperately wishing you’d just lied and claimed you were going for a jog.

“Ah bitte, let me come with,” you hear him bumbling around in your bedroom and groan. You know you can’t literally run away from him… Or can you?

You seriously consider it for a moment, but give up on the idea as your giant boyfriend trots like an excited puppy up to you. He’s dishevelled and wearing odd socks, but you can’t help but smirk at how handsome he looks.

“Ok, but if you’re coming with me,” you start, squaring up to him with a best a no-nonsense look you can muster on your face, “We have to stick to the list, no deviations, no bargains, just the…” you quickly count the number of items on the list, “twenty-four things I have written down, are we clear?”

“Javol, of course Biene, in and out, no distractions,” he holds his hand over his heart as if undertaking a solemn vow and you roll your eyes.

“I’m going to regret this aren’t I?” You mutter, almost to yourself as you usher him out of the door.

“You offend me, liebling, I’m a man of my word.”

Two hours later you’re back home with double the amount of items your list. Handfuls of food stuffs to be frozen immediately, some junk from the World Foods aisle, and a bouquet of roses that Kö grabbed when you weren’t looking.

At least he paid for everything, which meant you weren’t feeling the financial strain quite so hard this month.

“I’m sorry Biene,” he whispers against your temple as he wraps his arms around you from behind as you try and play freezer-Tetris to fit the new wave of bargains in the cramped space, “I’ll buy you a bigger freezer.”

You almost snap at him that isn’t the problem, not by a long shot, but at the end of the day, Kö’s little quirks like this are just part of who he is.

And in the grand scheme of things, it’s such a small thing to worry about.

Because you love the big oaf.

No matter what.

CoD Masterlist Grocery Shopping with Gaz Grocery Shopping with Ghost Grocery Shopping with Soap Grocery Shopping with Price

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bouncybongfairy · 3 days

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Sleepy Head

König x Fem Reader

Summary: Frivolous sex with König.

Word Count: 1.0k+

TW: Smut Without Plot, Riding D!ck, Sloppy BlowJob, CreamPie

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There wasn’t any romantic backstory or awkward tension that was building. It was the day before Task Force 141’s next mission and you wanted to catch a dick beforehand. You know: wanting to let your stress out on someone. It honestly could have been any of the guys, but lately you had your eyes on König. The last few missions you were paired together, there were a few moments that made you question everything. The way he’d instinctually grab your arm when shit was hitting the fan.

Or the worried sound he carried in his voice when he worried you were MIA. The way he’s pressed his body against you from behind when you would interrogate hostels. You were sitting in your bedroom, listening to the sound of the clock ticking away. Tonight you were finding it extremely difficult to keep König out of your mind. Your mind racing with scenarios of the two of you. More vile and raunchy than you’d care to admit. Bouncing your leg while laying on your back, trying to let your brain rest.

After twenty minutes of no success you decided to sit up. Putting a pair of socks on and walking to König’s room, quietly opening the door and slipping in. He was laying on his back, no blanket. His body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, nothing but boxers on. His chest and stomach steadily rose with every breath he took. The light coming from his window was casting onto him. He looked so statuesque and strong; like all his muscles were carved from stone.

You crawled onto the bed, gently starting to leave kisses on his happy trail. Dipping your fingers into his boxers and running them along his waistband. You giggled as you watched him slowly stir in his sleep. Pulling them down, letting his member become exposed. You were taken back, even half soft he was huge. Starting to press kisses up and down his shaft, slowly waking him up. Half asleep, he reaches down and holds the side of your face with his hand.

You took his tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around. Feeling him slowly harden and twitch in your mouth was making your blood buzz. You hallowed out your cheeks and began to slowly bob your head up and down. Gazing up and seeing his face twist up in pleasure, his eyes finally flickering open to look down at you. Now that he was more awake, he was becoming more active.

Grabbing a fist full of your hair and and fucking his length into your mouth. You rolled your eyes back, feeling his veins throb against your lips. Tightly wrapping your lips around him and pulling your head up to his tip. Popping your mouth off and letting all the drool and pre-cum drip down his shaft.

“Oh my fucking god,” he groaned loudly, letting his head fall back.

It made you feel so powerful seeing how reactive he was to your touch. You stood up, pulling your shorts down and letting them hang off your ankle. Straddling his hips and positioning yourself over his cock. He was pulling up your shirt, using his index finger and thumb to start playing with your nipples. Twisting and pinching, his eyes dazed and sleepy. As you sunk down on his length, you had to bite your lip.

Hiding mewls and whimpers from the stretch. Now fully sat, he grabbed your hips and ran his two thumbs up and down the skin of your lower belly. He was respectful and didn’t move while you adjusted. Admiring your body as you squirmed, trying to get comfortable. He pulled you down, pressing his lips against your neck. Sucking hickies and biting down on your skin; anytime he ran his tongue over an overly sensitive part of your neck, your walls would tighten around him. It didn’t take long for you to start rocking your hips. You were gripping the pillow on either side of his head.

He pauses for a moment and arches his body up, shoving a pillow underneath him. Everytime you rocked your hips forward your clit would rub against the base of his cock; that was completely soaked from your juices. You were working yourself on his length, chasing your orgasm frantically. He was enamored by you, sweat was starting to drip down your forehead. Face completely red and flushed, mouth hanging open and panting. Seeing how hard you were working your body for him was a sight to see.

He wrapped his arms around your waist, his hands resting on the small of his back. His hands rested on the small of your back, smearing the small layer of sweat that had accumulated. Both of you were finding it hard to contain your vocals. Pleasure raking through both your bodies, the feeling of being full was damn near euphoric. The bottom of your stomach is like a fire pit, burning from the inside out. He was now fucking his hips into you, loving how you’d gasp and clench when he went that much deeper.

Nails digging into the flesh of your hips, the sinsation just enough to send you over the edge.Your movements became stiff as your body contracted; König ended up doing most of the work after this point. Flipping you onto your back and rutting into you at a frantic rate. Slowly down and pressing his length as deep as he could before finally cumming. Emptying himself into you, groaning and growling into your ear.

He was so big, his body engulfed yours. Wrapping his arm around your neck and pressing your mouth into his collar bone. He did this a little aggressively, due to you becoming louder with moaning. The two of you laid there in silence for a while, catching your breath. Without words you got up, collecting your clothes and getting dressed. Quietly running back to your room, trying to make it before cum started running down your thighs.

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eastbubble · 21 hours

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when you began dating nerd!könig you were so interested in him that you planned conversations early. you did research about his silly little games that he liked playing so much — hell, you even got yourself to play a few matches of war thunder to see what this man was into! :( and when he slightly brought up his interests in a conversation you were already drinking his words, asking him to explain more game mechanics and whatnot (unbeknownst to him that you were already kind of experienced in the game too)..

and when things were going right and one night both of you were in bed, he had his crappy and beat-up office laptop in his lap, the only thing you could see was a huge map of europe displayed on it. he was clicking some things you didn’t understand (you haven’t played this game before, not even for him..) you finally asked him about it.

“it’s hearts of iron, sweetheart.. whatcha know about history, hm?” he asked quietly with a small smile forming on his lips, gently knocking your head with one of his fingers.

you didn’t reply because you knew this was a losing situation, there would be no way that you could earn his praise like this when your head was practically empty whenever you were around him. so you just shook your pretty little head and laid it on his chest, sweet locks of hair escaping from your loose little ponytail while still keeping a close eye on the screen.

and when you didn’t even except it, he gently reached down, slipping his hand under the blanket and began silently massaging your thighs. you saw that this was a game he could easily play with one hand so you weren’t even mad about it, however your focusing session was broken because of this. you couldn’t concentrate on analyzing his game any more, even though you wanted to watch so bad so you could learn a few game tactics to brag about next time!

his fingers quickly pulled the sweet fabric of your little sleeping shorts away, and the only thing he was mad about was that he had to stare at the screen and invade poland with one had massaging your sweet little folds that were already soaked with your wetness, all for him :( he couldn’t focus either, to be honest.

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lycheedr3ams · 3 days

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So I don’t really scroll on tumblr a lot, but I’ve realized after being on some other social medias that a lot of König/cod fanfics on tumblr in general are just… immoral/violent. I don’t believe in kink-shaming, and I know I have written some questionable fics about König that contribute to this (one of which I have deleted and I wish I could also delete all its reblogs). But I am conflicted on if I should completely delete my questionable/dark König fics. I’ve just been disappointed ig with the König TikTok community and some things I’ve seen on here. But again, I know i have contributed to some of this so I am not pointing fingers.

I just don’t know what to do… I’ve deleted one fic and I just don’t know if I should delete some of the darker ones I’ve written :/ I don’t want könig’s character to be turned into some r*pi$t predator stalker psycho when I really think he’s just a guy who has been hurt a lot…. So yeah idk

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wintertime-in-june · 15 hours

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A Marriage of Convenience

Colonel!König x Vulnerable!Reader

You sobbed, hot and heavy as tears streaked down your face. You looked at the email through bleary eyes one last time before swallowing the lump in your throat and letting out further cries.

Your visa had come to an end and your citizenship status was declined. You had to go back to your home country, back home, away from KorTac, off the Austrian base.

As König walked past the door to the empty teaching room in which you resided he heard it. The high pitched, sniffles and cries. No man on his base could make these delicate, heart wrenching noises, no, he knew it was you. His perfect little recruit, his good girl, y/n.

He stopped at the door to the room, ready to enter but wanting to do so carefully. Now was his chance, you were crying, upset and oh so vulnerable... in need of a big hero to swoop in and save the day. Now, he just had to find out what you needed and he could make all the pain go away...

He pushed the door open tentatively, trying his best not to nearly rip it from its hinges like he usually did. He scanned the room looking for his little girl and there you were curled up at the back, knees tucked against your chest, with your back against a cupboard. He couldn't help but smile at your small, helpless form. Quickly catching himself his face fell, back to its neutral, stoic stare as he shut the door behind him with a click.

You heard the door close and looked up to see the hulking man that was your Colonel walking towards you. Big, heavy combat boots trudging on the ground.

Your mouth fell into an 'o' as you attempted to wipe your tears away, shaky breaths and sniffles, trying to placate your crying.

The Colonel stood before you, looking down before he himself got down in a squat and eventually sat himself in front of you, arms resting on his knees.

"I'm s-sorry Colonel." You manage to stutter out, the tears having ceased but your choked up demeanour remaining.

He gave you a sympathetic smile, it was no secret he had a soft spot for you, although, no-one but him truly knew how deep it goes.

You gave him a small smile back, attempting to put on a brave face. 'Cute' he thought to himself as he tilted his head to the side.

"What's up kleine Maus?"

'Little Mouse', that was his nickname for you. You smiled a little at the use of the name, tears still brimming your shining eyes.

"I- I got an email," you managed to stutter out before the tears ensued once more, "they're sending me back Colonel, I don't know what to do."

You buried your face in your knees once more, breath shaking as you attempted to get some air in your lungs.

You unlocked your phone and passed it to König, letting him read the email.

"I don't want to go back." You said, barely above a whisper as you let out a shaky breath.

"I like it here," you continued, "I don't want to go back home, my parents... they're not nice... and here I get food and, and I have a bed."

You sob a little as you think back to your old life. Although the military was tough, for you it was an improvement, and you weren't ready to give all of this up.

König read the mail before placing the phone down. His eyes narrowed as you said why you didn't want to go back home. It upset him... no, it angered him that your home life could be worse than this. The one place you were supposed to have guaranteed safety and support and you did not.

"What am I going to do?" You said, choked up, lifting your head from your knees to look at the man that loomed in front of you.

"How could you stay?" König asked, already theorising how he was going to fight off anyone who would even attempt at taking you away.

"I would have needed approved citizenship, m- my visa ran out of time." You said, attempting to blink away tears but feeling yourself getting choked up again.

"But my citizenship was declined." You cried burying your head in your knees once more.

König let out a low sigh as he shuffled forward to sit next to you. When his back hit the cupboard that your own one rested on, it shook under the sheer force of him propping himself against it.

He snaked an arm over your shoulder, pulling you closer to lean on him. He rubbed the side of your arm soothingly, an expression of distain for the predicament resting on his features.

"O-or I'd have to marry a citizen, but that's not going to happen." You let out a shaky breath, almost like a laugh, as though even the notion was ridiculous.

König's eyes shot open, as if he was having a Eureka moment to say the least. His soothing rubs on the side of your arm stopping momentarily. "A-and why's that not going to happen?" He spoke perhaps too quickly, too eagerly.

You look up at him with a confused expression as if it were obvious.

"I don't have any boyfriend, let alone an Austrian one who would want to marry me in the next," you think for a moment, "...six days."

There is a beat of silence as König collects himself, tries to remain calm and chill.

"I'll marry you."

The air is thick with tension as he awaits your response. You can't believe what you're hearing.

"Really? You'd marry me?" You say softly, looking up at König with awe in your eyes. As if he'd saved you, as if he were your hero.

"But what about you? What if you want to get married for real someday, is there someone you like?" You ask, you couldn't believe he would do this for you.

He lets out a low chuckle, you don't even know the half of it. He wanted you, this was his dream, he could practically not contain the ecstatic happiness he was experiencing at your issue. He knew it was wrong. He knew he was a bad, bad man for enjoying this, but his heart was beating faster, he was holding back a smile and he couldn't help but seize this opportunity.

Before meeting you he thought he would die alone, but not from rejection, no, truth be told he has never been interested in a person enough to pursue them romantically, that was until you stepped into his office...

Perfect, cute, y/n, with an adorable little smile and oh... code violating underwear. That's how the two of you first met. On your first week, sent to the office by the Lieutenant for your dress code violations.

From that point forward he was obsessed, unbeknownst to you. You just thought he let you get away with more, being a girl and all. He was nicer, kinder, sweeter to you. Trying your baking, letting you sit with him at lunch, helping you over the walls in training. A caring Colonel.

"Come here." He said lifting you up and placing you in his lap.

You allowed him to do so, smiling a little, was he really going to fix your predicament?

He wrapped his large arms around you, thick muscles keeping you safe. You leaned into him hugging him back.

"I'm going to marry you, no-one is taking you away."

You couldn't help but smile more as you hugged him tightly. Your heart beating a little quicker.

"Thank you Colonel, thank you." You whispered.

He let out another chuckle.

"You know, you don't always have to call me Colonel, maus." He teased a little.

"What should i call you sir?"

"Mein Ehemann." he stated, petting your hair as you leant against his chest.

"Mein Ehrmann," you repeated, he smiled at this, "what does it mean?"

"Your husband."

You felt a blush creep up your cheeks, maybe this marriage would be for more than just convenience...

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könig stuffs his big, calloused fingers into your swollen, drooling cunt while fucking your tight asshole, driving you utterly insane.

you're reduced to a dumb little thing spread out on his bed. könig hunches over your figure, looming over you with his hung and girthy cock stuffing your tight asshole full. you can feel the way he curls his calloused fingers inside your pussy, his digits spreading you out, covered in your slick wetness, folds swollen from being so aroused and turned on. he's obsessed with the texture of your velvety, gummy walls, thrusting into your tight, wet hole ruthlessly while cooing at his sweet angel for being so sensitive, fucking you into stupidity.

your jaw is slack, moans and mewls flowing from your lips like a harmony, singing to him between deep breaths and choken cries. you're barely able to catch your breath, with your breathing becoming fast and laborious and your nipples perky, hard, and stiff, sensitive to the slightest touch. you babble and wail out incoherently through euphoria, your wrists bound behind your back with rope binding them together, every inch of you exposed to könig, who shows you mercy or forgiveness.

his calloused, scarred thumb rubs against your sensitive clit in small circles, your hole pulsing around his meaty girth. you whine and whimper pathetically, regretting your disobedience and misbehaviour.

your cheeks are glossy and wet from sobbing, with your hole burning from being stretched out, split open around his weeping, fat dick. you can smell könig's cologne, the spicy and woodsy scent of leather and cedarwood, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. you coat könig's length in a coat of your pearly stickiness, your juices dripping from your puffy cunny, unable to hold yourself back as you come around his hard dick suddenly and uncontrollably, legs trembling.

you couldn't resist the urge and temptation to let go, apologising profusely through sniffles and broken sobs. he curls his thick fingers inside your hole, pulling them out to force his fingers in your mouth, gagging at the intrusion of his glistening digits.

he'll continue to use your asshole for however long he desires, while you suck on his fingers, forced to enjoy the taste of your arousal. :(

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tacticalprincess · 2 days

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tummy bulge with konig... the way he'd tease you about it :(

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he’s so mean and smug about it. pressing down on the indent of his thick cock with a large, warm palm, his smile cocky and mocking because he knows his dick is so big you can feel it in your stomach, and the pressure on your little womb is so overwhelming for you. tears are already crystallizing in the corner of your eyes, the breath knocked out of your lungs from how fucking deep he is. and he’s relatively unbothered apart from the way he’s engrossed in the sight. “look at that, maus. feel me right here, ja?”

he’ll patronizingly shush your whines and attempts at forming words, bringing your shaky hand down to hold over the bulge when you try to grasp his arm for purchase. slow grinds to make sure you feel him turn into rough thrusts that send the headboard knocking loudly against the wall and your body up the mattress. you fit his cock like a glove, he might as well be considered another organ.

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gaycragula · 16 hours

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forestshadow-wolf · 3 days

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I think the worst but also funniest part about people replacing Gaz with König is that not only does Gaz not deserve it, but also König has social anxiety. He probably hates it too.

Oh and also Gaz is a theater kid, he's absolutely standing on business

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Can you write about Viking!Konig who's the leader of his clan. One time he raids a random village and meets fem!reader, who's beautiful with her hazel eyes and round breasts. Then he takes her as his wife!!!!! Ahhhhh I'm crazy about this. I'm sorry for asking too much 😭😭😭 BTW thank you for accepting my previous request ❤❤❤ love ya so muchhhhh

König is 100000% a boobie man and I will die on that hill😮‍💨 lmao, I LOVE this!!!! Don't ever feel bad for requesting. I'm having a bit of a writers block and this story helped me find my flow again🩷. I hope you're well and taking care of yourself🥰🥰

Viking!König x Reader (fem)

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>cw: fem/afab, violence, naughty thoughts

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You wake up from your slumber hearing the screams from your neighbors in the small village you live in. You rush past your family who is now also scrambling to their feet, your husband rushing to gather himself as your children panic. You open your door slightly to see rooftops on fire and dead bodies lying in the roads.

Quickly, you close the door and turn to your husband with wide eyes, “Callum, it’s Vikings…” Your voice shakes with fear. You’ve heard stories from other villages about their attacks, leaving nothing but death and sorrow in their paths.

“We have to run, grab the children!” Callum whispers loudly as you stand there feeling overwhelmed with emotions. Everyone always assumed this village would be safe, untouchable, but this proved them all wrong.

Rushing to your children, you quickly squat down, “We are going to have to run, as fast as you can, okay?”

The children nod their heads crying, your oldest trying to be brave for you. Just then you all jump as the door is flung open. Screaming, you turn to see three big men and an equally large woman enter your home. An even bigger man, ducks to enter your home. Your eyes go wide seeing him, you’ve heard of the giant Viking man, but you assumed he was more of a myth to instill fear in people.

Using your body to shield your children as you step in front of them, you look to your husband. Callum seems to be frozen in fear, unable to even breathe. There’s a moment where no one moves and it’s quiet other than the sounds of your children crying.

The large man has a mask covering his face, his pale blue eyes are the only part of his face that is visible in the low light in the home. He has an aura about him that could strike fear in any warrior’s heart.

“P-please leave us, we don’t have much.” You speak up, your voice trembling.

The leader turns to two of the other Vikings and speaks to them in a language that you’ve never heard before. They nod and move to my husband, restraining him. He screams and the woman hits him, making you fear for your lives more. You look up wide eyed as the tall man begins to approach you.

König sees the family before him, a man frozen in fear, three children cowering behind their mother, and then their mother… you. A small but brave woman, brave enough to speak up when her husband couldn’t. It makes him impressed, wondering what type of woman could be so bold.

König approaches you with a hungry look in his eyes. His gaze drops down to the way the thin fabric of your nightgown clings to your body. Your breasts are massive and perfectly round, nipples hard and poking through the fabric. König has always loved a woman with large breasts and a little extra. Your breasts looking so perfectly full, his mind begins to wonder if you are still feeding your youngest. Your body is simply perfect for him.

“Name?” König asks in a low voice.

“Leave her alone!” Your husband shouts, trying to protect you. He gets hit by one of the people restraining him.

“I- I’m y/n.” You respond trying to be brave.

The closer he got the more his true size became obvious. The smell of his clothes-stained copper from the blood and his natural musk filled your nostrils. You feel small as he towers over you. His eyes are still wandering your body.

“I’m König.” He says finally.

He feels himself getting lost in your eyes as he takes in the beautiful color. You gaze up at him with the most stunning sage green eyes speckled with golden brown. The most beautiful hazel eyes he has ever seen. Gently he raises a hand to your face and caresses it, leaving a streak of blood behind. Your skin is so soft to his large and rough hand. He can only imagine the rest of you is this soft.

“Is this your husband?” He points to Callum.

“Yes, and these are our children. Please, we are simply farmers. We don’t have much.”

“Hm, I see.” König takes a deep breath and looks down at your breasts again. “Are you still feeding the youngest?”

“Y-yes…” You answer hesitantly wondering what type of question is that.

That is exactly what he wanted to hear. You are not only bold, daring, and beautiful; but also soft, desirable, and can create children for him. This is what he’s been looking for, and he finds you here. Wasting your milk on a weak man’s offspring.

“Perfect, you’ll be coming with me.”

Your jaw drops stunned as you look up at him shaking your head no, “I- I can’t leave my family. My husband-”

“That man? He’s not worthy of you. You deserve more, and I intend on giving it to you. Now please Liebling, don’t fight.”

König steps to you and grabs your arm to pull you away from your children. Your husband begins to yell at König, saying that he can’t do this. He can’t just take you. Your children stand confused, not understanding the whole situation completely while the youngest cries.

“Please, don’t.” You whimper, looking back at your family as he drags you away.

“You’ll be happy with me. You aren’t a farmer's wife, you’re a queen. My queen. Now come.” König scoops you up into his arms bridal style, his fingers digging into the supple flesh of your thighs as he carries you away from your small home.

“Don’t worry, my people will let your family live.” König whispers to you as he walks. His eyes are drifting down your body. He feels the anticipation rising as he begins to walk you back to his clan’s ship on the coast near your village. He wants you in his home, in his bed, undressed where he can enjoy you and gaze into your eyes as he makes you cum. Soon.

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