#König

[whocaresabouttactical]

“I have something for you, maus….”

(I'm still alive but just too busy…

For people who send me inbox:

Thanks for sharing your love about my work. I am honest if I had bring something to you.🎁

About those drawing requests-sorry and maybe later if I have time

Also I don't do commission)

[fishsinsareacknowledged]

König who finds abandoned!Reader out in his woods. Just a few miles away from the comfy cabin he lived in, thrown away and broken. He could tell what happened in an instant, weak and fail bones that can't lie. Without a second thought, he takes you, carrying you on his back without stopping, speeding away on skis far and quickly.

He's sure you're dead the moment he picks you up, surprisingly you twitch when you enter his small home. Warmth filling your corpse yet again. He's quick to act, pulling clothes off your unconscious body and dragging you to a basin, filling it with water. He'll have to monitor you for the next few hours.

Abandoned!Reader who wakes up hours later. A giant behemoth watching over your every move, your body is frozen still. You can't move but you can see him. He gasps at the sight of your eyes, astonished that you're even awake.

You're warm. So damn warm. Anything would be warmer than before. It's so warm and you can't move even if you wanted to. Your wounds are all sealed, you can feel it. All the way from the slice of your legs to the bones in your wrists. You're alive and that's all that matters. Alive, and warm. He wipes your tears for you.

He's had you covered in a sleeping bag. Ropes around the damn thing to keep you still while he sleeps, back turned away from you. He doesn't trust you, but he talks. Gods does he talk, murmuring about things he's found.

Then one day he leaves. For hours. You're tied up, you don't know where you are still and you can't move. The dread that fills lasts for hours until he returns. Bitchy as always and in that outfit of his. Ski mask and all, bags of groceries on him. You're just glad he's back.

Bit by bit he starts to trust you. Starts to feed you with his hands instead of spoons and forks. Trusts you with going to the bathroom yourself instead of him just washing you. You still can't talk, that's fine. He knows by now you understand him.

One day he just starts calling you random things. Stuff like Schatz, Liebe, and even Biene. You can't tell him to stop, and you don't want him to either.

He tries to let you go one day. Giving you a map and your own ski gear. You look at him. He looks back at you, sad like he's letting a pet go. You don't leave though, you just rummage through his groceries again. He lets you live there now, freely.

[machveil]

König thinking he’s about to have sex when you bring him to your room, instead you sit him down on your bed and introduce him to all your stuffed animals. he is going to propose to you

[amagialp]

love your fics, how do you think konig, soap and ghost would react to reader wit piercings??? 😏😏 preferably smut but you can write as youd like :)

THANK YOU AND OMGSSS LOVE THIS IDEA!!! HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY IT AS WELL, REQUESTS OPEN! :P

honestly those three + piercings = chaos in my head lol

(TW: smut, suggestiv language etc) please proceed with caution ❤️

GN! reader

Nipple Piercings

Simon "Ghost" Riley

The first time he realizes, he just pauses, staring at you for a solid moment before muttering, “Bloody hell...” That’s it, that’s the tweet. But that little grunt tells you everything.

Simon’s a man of subtle touches, but this? He’s hooked. Fingers brushing over your shirt when no one’s looking, his gloved hand sliding under it during downtime, tracing slow circles around the piercings to watch you squirm.

If you’re wearing something where they’re slightly visible (like a tight shirt or cold weather ahem), you might catch him standing closer than usual, clearly blocking anyone else’s view. He won’t say anything, but his presence speaks volumes.

During private moments? Oh, he’s all over them. He tugs, flicks, and bites with just enough pressure to leave you gasping. He won’t outright say it, but he loves how responsive you are.

König

König is immediately flustered. Like, cheeks red, words tripping over themselves flustered. When he first notices, he’s struggling to maintain eye contact, muttering something like, “Oh, ah… that’s… interesting.”

But the man is curious. After the initial shock, he can’t help but ask questions: “Did it hurt? How long to heal? Does it feel… different?” You might have to tell him to slow down with all the questions.

When he gets bolder, he’s incredibly gentle. He’ll brush his fingertips over them like he’s afraid of hurting you, completely mesmerized by how they feel under his touch.

The first time he kisses you and accidentally tugs on them, the noise you make just about breaks him. He’s obsessed after that, but he’s still so shy about admitting it.

Soap

Soap’s reaction? Immediate mischief. The grin on his face says everything. “Yer full o’ surprises, aren’t ya?”

He loves catching glimpses of them through your shirt and isn’t subtle about it either. He’ll waggle his eyebrows at you like a cheeky bastard.

During private moments, he’s playful as hell. He’ll nuzzle his face against your chest, muttering things like, “These might just be my new favorite thing.”

But he’s not just playful... he knows when to turn up the heat. Loves to tease with gentle nips and tugs until you’re a mess beneath him.

Tongue Piercings

Ghost

Simon notices immediately but doesn’t say anything at first. He just observes, quietly noting how it changes the way you talk or how it glints when you stick your tongue out.

The first time you kiss him with it? Oh, he’s hooked. He pulls back just a little, murmuring, “Do that again.”

If you start teasing him tapping it against your teeth or sticking your tongue out at him he’ll give you a warning look that promises consequences. And Simon? Always delivers.

In the bedroom, he’s completely fascinated by it. He’ll run his thumb over your tongue, feeling the piercing as he mutters, “Such a pretty mouth…”

König

König is speechless when he realizes. His eyes keep flicking to your mouth every time you talk, and his face is burning red.

He won’t ask directly, but his curiosity is through the roof. You might have to be the one to kiss him first, and when he feels it against his tongue, he’s stunned for a second before melting into the kiss.

Afterward, he’ll quietly admit, “I like it it’s, unique. Just like you.”

He’s secretly obsessed with the way it feels during kisses and might nervously trace it with his finger when you’re being affectionate.

Soap

Soap is all in. The second he sees it, he’s already smirking and asking questions like, “Does that make kissin’ better? Or should we find out?”

He’ll tease you relentlessly, sticking his tongue out to mimic yours or making cheeky comments. But he’s also incredibly interested in how it feels during a kiss (or more winkwink).

Loves flicking his tongue against it when things get heated. He’ll pull back with a grin, licking his lips like he’s just tasted something addictive.

Will absolutely joke about it to the others, saying things like, “Bet none of ye can handle what my bonnie’s got goin’ on!” (Don’t worry he keeps the details private).

Lip Piercings (Labret/Monroe/etc.)

Ghost

Ghost notices immediately and is lowkey obsessed. He’ll spend way too much time staring at your lips when you talk.

The first time you kiss, he’s fascinated by the cool metal against his lips. He pulls back slightly to mumble, “Feels good… different, but good.”

Loves tugging gently on the piercing with his teeth when things get heated. It’s his subtle way of reminding you who’s in charge.

König

König is awestruck. He thinks it looks stunning on you but doesn’t know how to compliment it without sounding awkward and weird.

He’s shy about touching it at first but eventually gets bold enough to trace it with his thumb during intimate moments.

Loves the contrast between the cold metal and the warmth of your skin when he kisses you. It drives him wild, though he’d never say it outright.

Soap

“Didn’t think you could get any hotter, but here we are.” Soap immediately hypes you up. He loves how bold and unique you look with the piercing.

Playfully tugs on it when he kisses you, grinning at your reaction. He’s all about making you squirm.

Buys you fun lip rings or studs as gifts. “Thought this one would look good on ya. Fancy tryin’ it on for me?”

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What do you think? Did I miss any piercings you’d love to see the COD boys react to? Let me know in my inbox or comments 👀

[machveil]

I fear I’m his target audience

Fast boi

(via)

[girl-lostconnection]

The thoughts consume me again but König who meets you as a teenager, before army, before becoming mercenary.

We know that he was badly bullied from canon but what if he had himself a little friend who had to leave him not out of their own volition but because something happened (parents moving or smth else).

And he, who experiences care and warmth for the first time is devoid of it again, something in him cracking further. Making him recoil back inside of himself.

Because Simon may have been an angry teenager but König would be a quiet one. The child that flies low under the radar, trying to stay out of trouble as much as possible.

Always in the back of the pictures and the back of the class and in the back of people’s minds. He’s a good kid, he’s diligent and he tries hard, he’s just very unfortunate.

Never lucky enough to find proper friends, never approachable enough for other people to befriend him — too tall and “weird”, due to lack of proper socialisation.

And then you appear and you are warm and kind and fiercely protective of him. Your German is shite because you just arrived to Austria but you try hard.

And König latches onto you with a desperation of someone who was alone for so long they’d take anything they are given. No matter what it is.

You walk to school with him, share lunches with him, you choose him to pair up for projects and games. You are an actual friend, one that inserts themselves between his bullies and him.

It doesn’t matter that he’s the tallest person in school and it looks funny to people. He could be the tallest person in the world for all you care.

He is your friend first and foremost.

König is in awe. König has teenage innocent crush on you because you are strong and you are smart and you are kind. And you do your best to protect him, German awkward and all but still stubbornly saying to him that he deserves better.

He is good. You like him. He is a friend. You will protect him.

But then you are gone. Ripped away from him without as much as any time for him to process it properly — he can still feel your hands around him when your parents’ car pulls away.

His T-shirt is still wet from your tears.

The pain comes later — blinding and consuming, wreaking his mind, shattering him over and over.

Bullying gets worse and he gets worse.

Before innocent crush starts twisting into obsession because when no one was safe and no one was warm — you were.

Maybe you got taken away because he was too weak? Maybe you got taken away to show him that he doesn’t deserve you if he can’t keep you?

He’ll get stronger then. He’ll get bigger.

He will get his little friend back. And no one will ever rip you away from him again.

Over his dead fucking body, Schatz. You just wait.

[konigisking-writes]

car guy!könig that opens the door for you to help you over the roll cage in his e36 and lets his hands linger as he clips your harness to the bucket seat

car guy!könig slips his fingers between yours only to move your hand under his on the shifter just so you can feel when he pushes into 5th

car guy!könig that rambles about his car's specs that almost seems like another language but you've never seen him more animated

car guy!könig that surprises you with late night drives to quiet places with your favorite playlist playing softly in the background, leaning on the hood of the car as the engine crackles while it cools, sharing stories under the stars

car guy!könig who casually throws his jacket over your shoulders when the night gets cold at the car meet, loving how you drown in it and look so perfectly his

[gothghostiie]

Maybe can I pls get CG!141 n their favorite nicknames for their little one???

absolutely

price: little one, little love, kid

gaz: buddy/bud, baby

soap: kiddo, buddy, also very specific teasing nicknames

ghost: little one, sweetheart, lovie, duckie

bonus;

Graves: Lil' cowboy/cowgirl, sweetheart, kid/kiddo

Alejandro: pequeño/pequeña, little vaquero/vaquera, silly

Rudy: angelito/angelita, little baby

König: Kleine Maus, Schatzi, Mäuschen

[konigofmyheart]

dad!könig at the movies

(fluff, gn!child and reader, soft könig <3)

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dad!könig who instantly + happily agrees to take his child to see that new movie about the magic utensils uniting to stop the evil meat tenderizer, “ultimately discovering true friendship along the way!”…he laughs a little at the premise, but he’ll ultimately do anything to make his bärchen happy.

the concession stand employees damn near weep with joy as someone finally buys a sizable pile of snacks- popcorn, sour candies, taffy, chocolate (dark and milk), slushes, “throw in some cookies and chips too, please”. könig doesn’t even bat an eye at the total, the very concept of money becoming irrelevant at the way your bärchen’s eyes light up, the little squeal folllowed by a giggled “i’m gonna try it all!” making his heart sing.

he scoops the snacks up in one arm, thankful for the drink holder they included as he uses his free hand to ruffle your kid’s hair. he just hopes he doesn’t completely zone out through the whole thing: if it’s important to his bärchen, then it’s important to him.

…cut to an hour in and he’s absolutely captivated, absentmindedly popping a random assortment of candy into his mouth as he’s shaking his head, quietly muttering “no, butter knife! there must be another way- mein gott” as the noble butter knife sacrifices himself, wanting his friends to live a good, peaceful life in the kitchen, even if it means being bent out of shape and destroyed by the evil tenderizer. he hugs your bärchen tight, having pulled your baby into his lap the moment the action got serious.

yes, he shed a tear (multiple, even more than your child), and you would too if you were there, maus!

the two don’t stop chatting the whole way home, turning over every scene and discussing favorites. they’re going to talk your ear off about it for hours (at least they brought leftover candy for you <3). as your bärchen is animatedly reenacting the story for you, könig’s quickly ordering merch and checking for any news about a sequel (the spoon and fork reminded him of the two of you, he must know if they end up together, and he’s convinced the butter knife survived somehow)…

[whocaresabouttactical]

Fall asleep

慢慢发一些库存

[marcelinenocturne]

᧙ Just a note about how great könig and *ೃ

Minors DNI! ⌑ Inspiration link (๑´`๑)

Warnings: My opinion, fluffy headcanons, König’s big body struggles

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When people mention that König is a big guy, some might picture a tall and lean man. But for me, that’s hard to believe. Others imagine him as a wall of pure muscle, with a physique akin to a bodybuilder, simply because it’s "visually appealing." However, this completely ignores the military context he comes from.

His body was literally trained to be resilient and strong—exactly what the army looks for. Ever seen a heavyweight lifter? You don’t need to be an expert to imagine that beneath all that gear hides a massive guy weighing roughly 100 kilos or more, who probably consumes 4,000 to 6,000 calories daily just to keep up.

To be honest, I can only picture his large, thick chest paired with broad, veiny arms, his body easily twice the size of an average man. I think about his slightly bloated belly after a buffet—because let’s be real, the restaurant probably took a loss after König kept calling the poor waiter over every two minutes.

Have you ever tried shopping for clothes for your “pet bear”? Fancy brand shirts struggle to contain him, with the buttons at the top stretched so tight they give you a sneak peek of his skin beneath. Or his massive biceps refusing to let the sleeves even make it past his arms. Meanwhile, you’re standing outside the fitting room, hearing him mutter curses in German.

If you’re brave enough to peek inside, you’ll probably catch him trapped in some poor one-size-fits-all shirt. And don’t even get me started on pants—those things always get stuck halfway up his thick, round thighs. He’ll be visibly annoyed because he really liked the pants, but alas, there’s no bigger size. Poor König. Clothes that fit his upper body end up baggy in other areas because they’re made for overweight frames rather than muscular ones.

You can try to comfort him by saying he looks better without clothes anyway, but all you’ll get in return is one of those “don’t tempt me” stares. Speaking of his struggles with clothing, König faces an even greater punishment with underwear. The elastic bands are often too tight, and while some brands accommodate “above-average” sizes in the front, nobody seems to think about guys with big butts. His underwear ends up too short in the back, leaving the edges of his perfect, round cheeks exposed like a pair of tempting melons barely contained by micro-shorts. He’d be so flustered and grumpy about it.

But having a König all to yourself has its perks! Lying on him is like lying on a breathing mattress—though sometimes the mattress might let out a cabbage-scented death cloud. Okay, that part isn’t great, but having him as your living bed still has its advantages. Especially when he’s lying on his stomach, and you can throw yourself on top of him, feeling the gradual warmth of his soft, comfy body. His behind, in particular, is irresistibly plush. If you’re the playful type, you might even pretend to “hump” him while he’s face-down. It’d be hilarious—until he flips the script and you’re the one getting wrecked.

To clarify, my take on König is neither that of a bodybuilder nor a big guy without strength or purpose. He’s the real strongman—the kind who could knock someone out with a slap, lift an 80-kilo man and snap his spine, or twist necks like he’s prepping a chicken for stew.

In short, he’s got that famous “dad bod,” but scaled up—not just tall, but wide as well, which is wonderful. No matter how big you are, you’ll always feel small next to him. That warm, soft body could break you if he hugged you too tightly, and isn’t that just perfect? <3

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This post isn’t meant to criticize anyone or their preferences. I just wanted to share how I imagine König beneath the uniform. ૮₍꜆꜄ ˃ ³ ˂ ₎აApologies if I offended anyone ૮₍ ´• ˕ •` ₎ა

Remembering that I am not fluent in English so if there is any error it is the translator app's fault. ૮₍⇀‸↼‶₎ა🇧🇷➛🇺🇸

[starboykel]

König who's going on cutting bc he wants to get rid of his belly and get a 6 pack x wife!reader who gets worried bc her husband isn't eating as much as he used to (she think he's sick

[fishsinsareacknowledged]

fish! what do you think about about kőnig who have pimples on his chin and neck from his sweaty mask he wears all the time while being deployed so now he has to deal with you having to fuss over him and do his skincare routine with you. and gently wiping all the dirt and grime off his face with a towel and he’s lapping in all the attention.

Ya ever think about him obediently and routinely using the pimple patches you bought for him. Thanking you when he gets back with a slightly less acne filled face.

Ya ever think about him being happy that you worry and care over something as insignificant to him such as his face, he personally doesn't care about it but when you do he's using all the skincare you use for him. Listening to you intently when you tell him how to use it, making sure the product works so you kiss him even more when you come back.

You ever think about staying in his barracks on day, waiting for him to get back from a mission mid day and when he does he just takes off his mask. Already preparing himself while he just lays his head on your lap. Letting you wipe away the grime and eyeblack from his face before he pulls up a clean balaclava to put under his mask instead of the face paint.

You ever think about König that prefers to steal your facewash instead of using his because he has one of those standard "manly" face washes that is too abrasive and aggressive on his faces to the point he lowkey hates the texture.

[machveil]

remember my Fugimoto and Granmamare coded König x Reader post✨when I said Reader was big and ethereal I meant it, daily König sketch

[fkbhen]