#dog!könig

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Dog!Konig would totally bring his wife back to the base whenever she falls pregnant, too. And the days leading up before he would be talking up a storm about how his misses back home is expecting and there's a baby on the way, bragging to the other soldiers. Probably even brings the baby too when's it born.

(Love your work, btw 🥰)

Yep he totally brags about it and makes everyone want to run to the hills before he starts to talk about his pregnant wife again. König thinks he’s better than anyone else with their girlfriends, situationships and one night stands, and wants to prove a point by “humbly” remarking that his wife is going to give birth soon. Unlike everyone else these days, he’s not here to waste time. Apparently men don’t even know how to fuck anymore, it only takes a few dips, you know?

It’s even worse when the baby is born because suddenly there’s baby pics all over the place: here he is giving his firstborn a bath, here he is burping the little troublemaker, here he is putting him to sleep… The baby is crying in most of the pics but hey, that’s what babies do, right?

[quarterlifekitty]

Cw: hybrids, blood, mentions of getting sheared lol. I included a picture of an animal with blood on it, but the animal is NOT injured.

Ngl I’ve been really into @moondirti ‘s sheep girl AU and I just remembered the existence of anti-wolf collars and uhhhhhh…. Thinking about a hybrid AU where sheep!reader is in a flock guarded by Pyrenees!König. This could work with so many of them, but I thought of him first.

He wears the traditional collar to defend him from wolves. He fights them off to keep you safe. You were the runt of your lambkin, back when he was still just being trained, and he bonded to you right away.

He follows you everywhere. Chases you anywhere. Hates that he gets worried sick when you curiously wander off.

He’s ended the lives of more predators than he can count. He tries his best not to do it in front of you. But you’ve seen it once or twice. He’s come sprinting when you’ve bleated out for him— a ways from the rest of the flock and being advanced upon by a lone wolf. It tried to tear him apart by the neck, but the collar protected him. You were found by the Shepard, pressed close to his body while his fur dripped with still-warm blood.

His heart and cock ache at the sight of you. He knows he isn’t supposed to feel this way— sheep and their guard dog often bond very closely, but not as close as you have. Despite your size, you’re a very pretty, prized thing. Your wool grows quick and full, the crimping dense and curly, with a lustrous sheen. (Uhm not to be size kink on main but maybe she’s a babydoll sheep heeheehee). You’re not just common stock— the owners will want you bred and full of lambs of your own come spring. They’ll pick out their best ram— maybe even one from another ranch— just for you. He can already see how the rams in the flock nuzzle and huff at you affectionately— a preamble to how they’ll lock horns over you once the breeding season starts proper. König puzzlingly replicates some of this behavior, maybe even unconsciously— he just yearns so deeply to be close to you.

He watches with great interest when you’re sheared. Your lanolin stems your bleeding before it can begin when you get nicked, but he licks the wound anyways. Keeps you curled with him when the wind is blowing fierce in the valley and you don’t have the wool to keep you warm.

He struggles deeply with his sense of duty. You’re a thing of value to the humans. He was born to keep you pristine and safe so they could do with you as they pleased. But he can see and hear— the way you wrinkle your nose and bleat with discomfort when being crowded by the rams. You never do that with him.

He’s only ever known loyalty. He was given a purpose from the moment he could stand a bark, and it isn’t something he takes lightly. But he’s starting to think he’d throw it all away if you only wanted him to.

There’s something about you that makes him wish more than anything that he’d been born a selfish, greedy beast instead of a noble one.

[yawnderu]

OKAY BUT !!!!!!!!! if 141 has a spoiled, bratty catgirl then kortac for sure has a very naive and sweet puppygirl! she doesn't understand when they mock her or call her dumb, in fact she thinks that they're being so nice when they say "oh, so you CAN use your brain after all" or "wow, didn't think you'd figure that one out" etc. and laugh. her tail is wagging so hard and she's so excited because that's the biggest amount of praise she ever gets from them.

Yes yes!! TF141 and their spoiled, bratty catgirl could never!!

The KorTac men are so mean, always mocking you for that tiny pea-sized brain you have, purposely getting you riled up with their tone and body language even while they're being so mean to you :(((

They like seeing your expression as they switch their tone and call you their dumb little mutt, clapping their hands and speaking in an excited tone just to see the way your ass moves with your wagging tail, taking turns sitting you on their laps just for you to pepper their rough, scarred faces in wet kisses and licks :(((

Disgusting perverts they are, a group full of mercenaries taking advantage of a puppygirl who's always so excited to see them and has unwavering loyalty towards them, but they can't be that bad if they always give you the tastiest treats even when you have to lick different foods from their hard, huge cocks, right? <333

[hiken-no-stark]

@kneelingshadowsalome Reader and Dog König 🤌🏻

It's a fact.

[gauloiseblue]

[TW: rape, non-con, dark]

There's something about stray dog's behavior that speaks König to me.

He'd been kicked around, ridiculed, and left on the cold pavement alone. He had no real house, and had to beg even for a scrap of food. Those were the factors that forced him to grow teeth way earlier—and sharper—than he's supposed to.

He'd held the bitterness in his heart, causing him to despise the weak, the poor who couldn't stand up for themselves. The perfect replica of his past self.

He hated seeing them, he'd even go as far as 'taking care' of them. Letting them know that no one would help them, no one would come to the rescue. Just like what people did to him back then.

He recognizes his contribution to the vicious circle, yet he finds himself helpless as he's unable to break free from it.

Perhaps that's when God decided to punish him for it.

There's a mission that required him to work together with the other team, and met with the reprisal for his bad deed, in the form of a medic.

He didn't spare a glance at her, didn't acknowledge her existence, until she defended her patients in front of him.

One of the missions went wrong, causing the soldiers to be injured by gunshots and a grenade. It was theirs to blame, because they didn't pay attention enough, but she shouted at him, telling him if he'd given them a deserved break, it would've been avoided.

He, of course, was angry at her.

He told her she didn't know anything, that she's hindering the mission. But she didn't flinch, even when he growled at her.

It frustrated him, because even his glare would send his soldiers running. Yet it didn't work on her. The people who's not afraid of him are usually those in power, but she isn't one of them. She's just a mere medic.

He tried to kick her out of the team, but the higher ups told him that there's no one available for her replacement. He also tried to make her quit, but what he did came back around to him, as he received a penalty.

It stresses him out, to the point that he'd overwork himself to distract him from his thoughts.

One day, a bullet passes through his heart and lungs, causing him to collapse on the spot.

In daze, when his consciousness slips in and out, he thinks how he could've easily avoided it. But his body wasn't listening to him, delaying his feet to move back.

In what feels like months, he opens his eyes for the first time after the incident.

What he sees, is a pale light on the ceiling, and a blurry figure by the bed.

And there she stands, just like the angel of mercy.

She doesn't say much, except for telling him to rest, and that he's lucky he survived.

She tells him the same thing for days, before he can muster two words out of his mouth.

Shut up.

And strangely, she smiles.

"Seems like you've recovered well." She responded, "Welcome back."

She continues to nurse him, despite his snarky remarks that she easily deflects. She takes care of him with patience that should've withered away from the moment she joined the army.

It shouldn't have bloomed in front of him.

For the first time in his life, he feels the weight of his guilt on his chest. He could've been kinder, could've been softer, and he would've broken the cycle just like she did. But he chose to nurture his anger—just like his father, and his father's father.

Then again, she could've gotten it easy from the start. Though in his heart, he knew it's just an excuse for his behavior.

The day he's permitted to work again, he left without saying thank you.

At night, he wonders if she'd come to hate him as well. No one would blame her if she does, but deep in his heart, he hopes she doesn't.

Since that day, he has followed her like a lost dog. But he would turn his head away whenever she looked at him.

Sometimes he scoffs at himself for thinking about injuring himself, just so he could receive her care. Yet he couldn't help but panting at her feet, lapping up every little conversation they made. He wants to surrender himself to her, letting her put a collar around him and call him hers.

And it's all because she showed just a little kindness to him.

On lonely missions, or lonely nights, he often imagines what they could be. Living in the suburbs, white fences, and kids. The picture perfect of the marriage.

Until it all shatters on the ground.

It's not his intention to eavesdrop, but he couldn't help but lean in when he hears her voice. She sounds happier, as she shows her friend the ring on her finger.

So he bares his teeth,

And bites.

(One time, his uncle had to put down their dog

Because he bit his children for no reason—

Other than jealousy

He heard the dog whined

on the cold table,

alone, and scared

As the vet slowly pushed the poison

Into his bloodstream

And God, how cruel is it

To put a heart inside of a beast

When all his life

He only knew

How to bite?)

He pants as he presses himself into her, causing her to whimper, as her voice is long gone from screaming and crying.

She must've had no idea of what's coming to her when he called her to his office. The scratches and bruises on his body were enough proof of her gullibility, that she came to him, unassumingly, and trusting.

He had her bent over his desk, smothering her easily with his body as he forced himself into her. She was a fighter, but not strong enough to defeat him.

He had lost his inhibitions, as his back arched for the eighth time, spilling his seeds into her.

And she's lost as well, as her eyes were unfocused, and all her energy had been zapped from her body.

"Leave him." He said, as he drove himself into her once again.

She lets out a high-pitched moan when his cock stretches her open again, filling the room with sticky sounds.

"Leave him and love me instead." He said for the second time, and she cried in pain when he buried himself too deep.

"Love me," He sobbed as he pulled the ring out of her finger, knowing fully well he couldn't replace it without twisting her arm. "Please love me."

Her tears flood her cheeks as she watches him discard the ring from her, before latching his mouth onto her shoulder. Marking her with another bite, drawing yet another blood with his teeth.

He knew she had closed her heart the moment he slammed her on the table. He knew she wouldn't come to love him. But if he's not loved by her, then no one should.

[bellasfortuna]

more last minute brainrot thots before bed

Simon is the type to just hook a finger in one of your belt loops and tug, bodily moving you where he wants (usually closer to him or into him)

vs.

König's missed belt loop, that never seems to get strung through, makes me want to loop my hand around his belt and tug him, fruitlessly or not

[sixleggedboar]

I've seen a lot of variations of König since discovering this fandom to the fullest, and I really enjoy the chaotic babygirl energy your könig possesses!

If its alright, could I get some könig x ghost, please?

I'm glad you like my König and thank you for making me think about Ghost x König again.

The only idea I had was to explore an older monster AU I had abandoned a while ago. I have stared at this for so long now, I have no clue if it makes sense to anyone beyond myself.

[numberonecodwomenfan]

more cod discord

yes i know riley isnt ghost’s dog he’s hesh’s but he technically exists in the mw universe and i dont know anything about cod ghosts so. yeah.

[serialkilluh1996]

☆C.O.D as DOGS☆

König; German Shepherd.

Is this about him being German? Absolutely. It just makes sense to me.

He whines a LOTTT. Spoiled ahh dog likes to get what he wants when he wants it.

He DEFINITELY does that little head tilt thing a lot. He's a confused boy, but a good one nonetheless.

Responds most to nicknames. König doesn't hit the same as "Schnookie-Poo".

He will automatically think your mad at him if you aren't speaking to him in a baby voice, but the second you sound distressed, he's in fight mode instantly.

Very protective, does NOT like new people, hence his social anxiety.

He can't be left alone for long. He goes through three stages: panic, sadness, and petty. He didn't MEAN to pee on the couch. It's TOTALLY your fault for not walking him before you left the house.

Huge biter. He loves biting. He likes to nibble on your hands when you two play, but he knows his strength, so he tries to be gentle with you.

Vicious with men. He hates men. Very violent with them. He doesn't try to be, but he's used to being the big boy. After all, he's not the average German Shepherd. You almost contemplated naming him Clifford simply because his size difference compared to other dogs his breed. He'll get used to your boyfriend...yk, if he lasts. Can't say he hasn't driven away a guy or two by either forceful intimidation or chewing up their belongs.

Has an awful hunching habit. Wake up in the middle of the night just to see the fuckin dog humping away at the table legs. You hate that but you refuse to get him neutered, so the spray bottle works for you.

König chewed up an old black shirt of yours and he just so happened to rip two wholes into the front where your breasts would go. Even though you hated his habit of eating up shit, you couldn't help but think it was a cute idea to throw it over his head, making him a little hood.

[kneelingshadowsalome]

I have the need to ask about something really cliche, but I can't help it. I'm still crying because DOG ended.

May I ask if they will have babies? How Dog König would react if Reader gets pregnant? Would he be proud or happy of having a pup? Does he want a whole pack of puppies?

I'm afraid König will start to hound reader about raising a family with him right after they get married. Poor thing just can't catch a break with this guy :/

A litter of puppies is the ultimate dream for König, some peak fantasy, but he will be happy with just one pup if she decides to act difficult about it. He will pester her about getting off her birth control pills, and gives lengthy monologues about what a great mother she would be. He also whines about how he's too old to produce good sperm if they wait around for too long.

Baby fever König shouldn't be allowed near children because he puts literally everyone into awkward situations (a two meter man with crooked teeth and a broken nose baby talking to a 10-year old can be an off putting sight). One way or another, he will persuade her to reproduce with him, and it isn't even because he wants to have control over how many times they have sex. He actually thinks they should make babies and that he'd be a relatively good father!

What König *actually* likes is the idea of coming home to his family – ever growing, if possible. He already loves this future image of a plump baby being propped on his wife's teat when he comes home, maybe another child clutching at her hem, asking if dad brought any "souvenirs" from his "work trip".

He wants her to feed him homemade lasagna and then sit down at the table and feed their baby too while he eats — König would love to watch a pair of swollen tits being suckled by his very own baby, this beautiful idyll playing out so nicely before him. He would love to see his pretty girl all plush and weary, his perfect wife now in desperate need of a bath and a hug. Reader being a bit too spent and tired to say no to him and his ideas is just what König needs: maybe she's one of those moms who cry at night, wailing that they're too tired to go to their children. This would mean he is needed once again to come to her (and now also the baby's) rescue.

Dog König thinks it's filthily romantic to make love to her with the intention of getting her pregnant, but little does he think about the consequences to her and what this all entails. He promises to do everything right though, and makes a huge deal about the performance itself. Refuses to pull out afterwards, does it only when he absolutely has to and tries to hold her legs and ass up to keep the sperm in, even if she clearly stated that she's not ovulating. When she peeps under him that neither of them are ready to be parents, he shushes her softly, gathers the drooling cum on the tip of his cock, and pushes it back in :(

[b-kip]

Character: *covers their face in some capacity*

Me: Y O U

[the-whispers-of-death]

I was thinking about Ghost with what I'm calling Guard Dog!Reader, someone who is taller than him and meaner. But then I got to thinking: König with Guard Dog!Reader.

Of course, while you're still tall, like 6'5"-6'8" range, you're not taller than König. Still, if they weren't scared of him and his height, they know not to mess with him because you would literally be down to fight anyone who decided to disrespect König. You snarl and snap at them, using your words and sometimes your fists to keep them away from König.

He doesn't need protection, you both know this, but that doesn't mean you can't still protect him out of the goodness of your heart. He adores it secretly, because who wouldn't want someone in their corner who would fight tooth and nail for them?

Though he does have to pull you away when you go to bite someone.

(No, I don't know why I'm obsessed with writing Readers/ OCs that like to bite. And I mean like rip chunks of skin off people. So, hopefully König's reflexes will kick in fast enough to stop you from tearing skin off a superior officer.)

[fishsinsareacknowledged]

König who has hair that goes from surfing through the trash on a 2pm Monday afternoon hobo hair to the most majestic man you've ever seen in the wild and in domesticity hair.

[xantheyyy]

I need to suck him off under the table while he's working and then he pushes my head down and praises me how I'm good at using my tongue and mouth like nghhhh

[milkydough]

König and Riley become best friends!

[can0fwworms]

doodles your bbgs

close ups

Horangi with the dog is based off of this tweet