#schatzi

[phonographica]

Schatzi - s/t (2001)

#album art #music #schatzi #2000s #synth #funk #electronic #sci-fi

[royaldame]

#my edit #yuri kuma arashi #yuri #GL #pink #lesbian #🫀 #schatzi

[ariebeetumbling]

#that 70’s show imagines #kitty forman #red forman #schatzi

[kissandships]

#this sound like something I would say #schatzi #kitty forman #red forman #daschund #that 70s show

[bodenseesklave]

zum schmunzeln ;-)

Sie flüstert lasziv: Schatz, knall mich auf den Tisch!

Jetzt hat sie zwar Kopfschmerzen, aber dafür den Unterschied zwischen Akkusativ und Dativ verstanden.

#spass #schatzi #funny #witzig

[benkeibear]

It's been a long week. Lots of driving, short notice plan changes, big events, you and Benkei had to spend most of it without each other running all over the place. When you do finally get a night back together, he makes it worth the wait, seduces you sweetly before he gives in to the railing you deserve.

But 🤭🤭🤭 but he leaned down, and in hysterically broken cringy cliche German dirty talk 🤭🤭🤭 are you killing him or laughing it off 🤭🤭🤭

JAIL FOR YOU!! JAIL FOR BENKEI!!

Oh my god nooo this image won't ever leave my head now😭

It rally depends lol. If he did it genuinely bc he tried to be a sweet man I would probably just tell him to shut his cake hole and / or shut him up by sitting on his face 🫣

If he did it for the shits and giggles... dry like a raisin. No fun times for either of us and he's not even getting a blowjob. Nope. Nopedy nope. I'll punish him with leaving him high and dry

#rhy speaks ♡ #rhy sins ♡ #✦ʚVirtueɞ✦ #this is cursed #i see Benkei whipping out the most cliche German nicknames just to annoy me on a daily basis #mausebärchen #Honigmäuschen #Schatzi #nope #Hope Shuji burns your microwave down with his canned ravioli 😐🫶

[those70scomics]

Those ‘70s Comics: 3317

Inspired by episode 705 -- "It’s Only Rock and’ Roll"

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Complete Tree Brush Pack by Horhew

#That 70s Show #That '70s Show #Donna Pinciotti #Kitty Forman #Pam Burkhart #Season 7 #It's Only Rock and Roll #Kitty #Donna #Schatzi

[so-it-goes-and-so-will-you]

Does it feel like a compromise?

[dr-tom11]

#tattoo #private #Schatzi

[wtfuckevenknows]

#random photos widget photo of the day #very fitting dear iPhone #thanks for that #Schatzi #I still can’t believe the 180 we did #from hating each others guts #to making J mad because we’re texting on insta 😂 #during the hockey game in December #to be fair I was just trying to get him to come out of the vip area so she could see him

[djackenew]

Brumath les préventes du 8 juillet pour soirée Schatzi

#youtube #brumath #alsace #foot #schatzi

[davidhawkinsaudio]

3.11.23 & 3.12.23 @ The Parlor

#stella and the very messed #gentlemen rogues #magnet school #schatzi #the parlor #parker woodland

[langernameohnebedeutung]

"He wouldn't say that" in a 'fic author trying to use terms of endearment in a language they clearly do not understand' kind of way

#flavours: this grown man would not say Schatzi #or: this is literally just translated from English. This is just a noun.

[zarla-s]

I was talking with my friend yamina about German endearments for these two and she suggested Großer (big boy (fond)) which was too cute, I had to do something with it.

[patreon]

#team fortress 2 #heavy #medic #heavymedic #red oktoberfest #z art #z comic #very beautiful very powerful #i love my gigantic husband #i was wondering if there was something that fit better than schatzi or liebling and this is perfect #she says medic in german has an interesting mix of professionalism and respect mixed with some rude language #he uses the formal you! and apparently sounds like how someone his age would sound like at this time period #i just love stuff like this don't mind me #(she thinks his fake german in english is hilarious)

[perpetualfox]

Hide and Seek - König x GN!Reader [NSFW]

Warnings: Dub-Con, Stalking, Manhandling, Creepy Behaviour

Wordcount: 1152

Had an incident at work where I got closed in a dark basement by accident. Sure wish a certain Austrian was there.

→The buzzing fluorescents hanging overhead flickered once and died, plunging you into near complete darkness. A strangled cry leapt from your throat—an undignified noise caught somewhere between indignant and frightened. There were no windows in the basement, but by a stroke of pure luck, you’d left the door open when you’d come in, and a shaft of light spilled in from the hallway.

→You stood, dusting off your knees and trying to orient yourself in the darkness. The light switch wasn’t far from the door, laying just beyond the dim halo of hall light. If you could make it there, surely you could just follow the wall until you reached it.

→Your fingers trailed against the edge of a shelving unit, keeping you steady and grounded in the pressing darkness. You hadn’t thought the lights were on a timer down here, but it seemed like the most likely explanation—it couldn’t be a blackout if the hall lights were still on. However, as you rounded the corner of the shelving unit, your heart jolted in your chest. A shadow was eclipsing your light—the door was closing.

→Someone must have wandered by, and thinking there was no one in the room, had turned out the lights and tried to close up.

→“Hey!” You called, hoping to catch the attention of whoever was out in the hall, “Hey! I’m working in here!”

→But there came no response, and the door banged shut, snuffing out the last of the light.

→You swore, fumbling in your pockets for your phone or your keys, whichever you could lay hands on first. You’d been trapped down here once before when the generators had failed—too afraid to move lest you knock into something and break it, or worse, yourself, you had sat in the dark for hours until the lights had flickered back to life. Unwilling to be caught out like that again, you had attached a little flashlight to your keychain. It wasn’t very powerful, but it would be enough to get you where you needed to go with your shins intact.

→As your fingers closed around the jagged metal of your keys, a soft sound caught your attention. Your head snapped toward it—you knew exactly what it was and where it had come from. Though the door had made an almighty bang when it had closed, the quiet snick of the lock turning frightened you far greater. The door did lock from both sides, but you hadn’t heard the rattle of keys against the door—and that sound, that sharp little click—the latch that made that sound was on your side.

→You weren’t alone. Not anymore.

→The back of your neck began to prickle with the sudden and terrible realization of your own vulnerability. An icy wash of fear flooded through you, tingling in your extremities like adrenaline. You were alone—adrift in an ocean of darkness, exposed on all sides. You strained against the shadows, looking and listening for any sign of movement in the blackness. But there was nothing.

→When at last, you felt the faint whisper of moving air against your skin, heard the near silent creak of a leather boot against the floor, it was already too late. You had time to register a single panicked thought—he’s behind me—before an arm, thick and hard as a metal bar seized about your chest. A gloved hand clamped down over your mouth, smothering your scream.

→You bit down, teeth sinking into the skin of the glove. The figure behind you—a man, you thought—grunted, and shoved you forward. The momentum carried you both forward, and you collided with a shelving until, the cold metal digging into your cheek. Your head buzzed with pain, your flesh singing where it had smashed against the metal.

→You struggled, kicking at the base of the shelf, trying to use it as a springboard, to propel yourself backwards to topple your attacker over. But it was no use. He was like a great wall of stone behind you, solid and unmoving. He let you struggle for a moment, seemingly enjoying the show, before jerking you backward. You stumbled back, unable to keep your footing as he dragged you along. You jabbed at him with your elbow, clipping him hard on the ribs, and earning a wheezing groan. You had barely a moment to bask in the triumph before he had swiped your legs from beneath you.

→He rode you to the ground, digging his knee hard into the knobs of your spine. You struggled, writhing in vain beneath his bulk as he bore down upon you, pressing you hard into the concrete.

→“Aww, Schatzi. Schatzi. You know I love it when you fight me,” His tone was simpering, dripping with a sweet cruelty that made your cheeks burn, “But that was just too easy.”

→You’d know that voice anywhere: the elongated vowels and clipped consonants, the thin, reedy growl beneath his words—König.

→His hands shook as they caressed the side of your face. His touch was so gentle, calloused fingers stroking over your cheek with such reverence, one might have thought you a holy relic—something so blessed he could hardly bear to touch it. His breath was coming hard, and you could feel it hot and wet against the back of your neck even though the damp cloth of his hood. He leaned forward, the rough fabric dragging against your skin as he kissed you. He did not remove the hood, but you could feel the arched bow of his lips through it all the same. It made you shudder.

→His gloved fingers slid down the column of your throat, catching around your clavicle and pressed down. Hard. You wriggled beneath him, your pathetic attempts to dislodge him dragging a rough laugh from is throat.

→“Ah-Ah.” He chided. “Hör auf damit, oder ich lasse dich nicht kommen”

→You bucked beneath him and surged forward, pressing his mouth against your ear, “I fucking said, ‘Stop that.’”

→He pressed his knee harder into your back, bone grinding against bone. You stilled, a hiss of pain on your lips.

→“There,” His finger stoked at your cheek, “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

→You could feel the grin spread across his lips, beneath the hood. “Nun werde ich dich in den Boden Ficken, Schatzi. Ja?”

→He lowered his hips against your ass, grinding his cock against you and letting you feel just how much he liked it when struggled.

→“You’ll let me take you here on the filthy floor like a fucking slut, won’t you? Ja? Like a good Hase?’ He barked out a laugh, the vibrations of it jangling around in your ribcage. “Of course you will. Afterall,” His fingers closed around throat. You heard the jingle of his belt as he began to unbuckle it onehanded, “I caught you fair and square.”

Translations (Huge thank you to @habuu for correcting my grammar and phrasing):

→Schatzi - Little treasure/darling (condescending)

→Hör auf damit, oder ich lasse dich nicht kommen - Stop that now, or I won't let you cum

→Nun werde ich dich in den Boden Ficken, Schatzi. Ja? - Now. I want to fuck you into the floor, darling. Yes?

→Hase - Rabbit

#konig x reader #mw2 x reader #konig mw2 #chose schatzi as a pet name because he's a mean little bugger #konig cod #konig smut #mw2 smut

[cerise-on-top]

Before I continue writing for the day, I just had to get something out of my system:

I know I usually write about gn readers, but I know in my heart that if König ever had a girlfriend or a wife he'd call her "Weibi" and it melts my heart so much! Just a small "Kum her, mei Weibi" (Come here, my little wifey (even if "Weibi can mean other things as well, it doesn't have to be romantic)) and I am a goner!

"Wie geht's meim Weibi?" (How is my little wifey doing?)

Or him putting his hand on her thigh, just calling her Weibi. I like to think he'd like that pet name a lot. Not sure if it's Austrian in origin, but people his age like to use it here.

#könig #könig x reader #konig #konig x reader #I used to call my pet tortoise Weibi and I still do in my dreams #my parents used to call me Weibi when I was younger #so it very much doesn't have to be a romantic pet name #I don't care about him calling someone “Schatzi” or “Mausi” I care about him calling someone his “Weibi” #it's such a shame that the youth here doesn't use it anymore it's literally such a cute and adoring pet name? #my future gf needs to call me her Weibi or else it won't work out #to me it's the most loving nickname out there #although you should never call a woman a “Weib” since that's a pretty bad insult #but Weibi? the cutest nickname out there and König can and will use it on his gf/wife