#könig headcanon

[konigofmyheart]

könig totally sends you things like this when he’s away

[cookiepie111]

König and his weak af pull out game. No minors

This is for milf darling. König x black reader This was supposed to be a small piece, I enjoyed writing this too much. Aftermath here

But königs pull out game is weak af, tells you not to worry when you express your concern about not wanting any.... 'surprises', but that's exactly what he wants with you.

He says he can just pull out, but it was over the moment he was inside you. not on purpose. He just hasn't been with anyone for a year before he came home and met you.

So lost in the softness of your walls, the sight of where the two of join, wet sounds filling the room, the experience he's been deprived of for so long it overwhelms him. So close, wanting to sink deeper into you, and he does, shaking above you, releasing all of him out with it, in a long groan. He hopes you didn't notice but you do, of course you do it's hard not to notice when he stays there for so long, no sign of his thick cum stopping, filling you up. You cringe at the feeling, warm and so much of it too, dripping onto the bed now.

Cue, the two of you say quietly in his car on the way to the pharmacy to get the pill. He doesn't think he's seen you angry, at least not at him. You tell him shut up faster than whatever shity joke he has to lighten the mood comes out.

[ink-n-shadow]

BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND

𝜗𝜚 the one where König is your brother's best friend

𝜗𝜚 pairing: brother's best friend!König x gn!reader 𝜗𝜚 cw: a lil smut (minors—DNI), könig being simp, implied age gap

brother’s bsf!könig makes sure he’s always around base with your brother anytime you come to visit

brother’s bsf!könig gives you a souvenir (ngl it’d probably be like a rock or a seashell or something) from whatever country he’d just come back from just to see the way your cheeks burn with heat

brother’s bsf!könig writes letters to you while on deployment because he knows you’ll write him back. he can tell when your letter comes in because of the purple ink pen you use, the way you swirl his name in pretty handwriting

brother’s bsf!könig gets drunk around your brother and has to try extra hard not to start blabbering about you and how pretty you are. sometimes it doesn’t work, and it ends with your brother giving him a black eye for ever thinking about his little sibling like that. of course, neither of them would mention it in the morning

brother’s bsf!könig can’t help but think about you every time he fucks his cock up into his hand. it’s filthy, but his brain automatically conjures up how your small hand would look around his thick length, how you’d look fucked out and sweating on his bed, what noises you make when you finally crest your high

brother’s bsf!könig can hardly breathe the first time he gets you under him, your skin glistening with perspiration and anticipation as he drags his ungloved hands down your sides. he feels like it must be some sick joke—“there’s no way a person like you wants a guy like him”—but when you peer your at him with big dopey eyes and practically beg him to get on with it, he knows it’s real. you’re real.

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[nrdmssgs]

König guilty pleasure headcannons

Masterlist

You see, while on work, he gets not more than an absolute necessary minimum of time to get himself cleaned. So the first thing on the agenda when he's back home is a long hot shower.

90% of the time he just stands there still watching the clouds of steam rising around him.

Sneaking tangerines into the shower while no one is watching. Hot steam is certainly nice, but hot steam with a festive citrus smell, sweet tangerine peel oil that tingling his lips ... This is his personal sensory paradise.

Definitely thinks that others will find it weird, so he will never confess this little guilty pleasure of his to you, until you catch him yourself.

Does household chores to the murmur of the TV series, which he puts on "for background noise," as he says. The series is in German, so you don't understand anything.

"This is Tatort*, Schatzi, it was constantly on a TV when I was visiting my granny as a child. Pay no attention, there is nothing interesting going on there..."

Secretly very invested in what happens in every episode. Remembers all the episodes in which the action took place in Austria.

He goes to supermarkets early in the morning when there are almost no customers. He stops between the rows, where rarely anyone lingers, leans against the wall, closes his eyes and listens to store music for a long time. The smells of baking bread, sleepy movements of managers, this music, the rumble of steps - this brings his thoughts back from the last mission to ordinary life.

In the cold season, when no one sees, he throws back his head and exhales puffs of steam into the darkening sky and watches them float up. Since childhood, he loved to watch them change shape and merge with the darkness.

When scrolling Instagram feed, avoids all the "scoops" videos, because he knows, that once he starts really watching them, he'll come back to life in a few hours.

*Tatort is a long-running German television crime series also popular in Austria. Each episode is a complete crime solving story. The series is filmed in different cities of Germany and Austria.

[wordstome]

I'd like to think könig doesn't know he is hot. Like. He knows he is strong and tall (and these are traits women find attractive) but deep down if you asked him to rate himself he would go for 4-5/10 (I desire him carnally)

oh absolutely. you are 100% correct. i made that post mostly because I can't stop thinking about how hot he is and I would tell him every day. god-a-mercy.

[decaf-mother]

[König Pride Head-Canons]

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Warnings: MDNI

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Summary: Just some random head-canons for pride.

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Requested by @riskyboi123

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König for the longest time had no idea he was Bi or Demi, he was so far in the closet he was convinced he was straight. Primarily due to a slightly rocky childhood.

His bi-demi awakening came when he met Horangi. Yeah. That's a long story. (I will not go into detail for I am tired.)

Often serves as the guard dog when he goes to pride events, sticks near whoever needs him to make sure they are safe. The destinated bag carrier as well.

Keychains? Keychains. Why does he have so many of them - nobody knows. This man could never have enough keys in the world to warrant all his pride keychains.

Otherwise he doesn't really have many pride items, just a flag and that's it. His home is a bit empty and sad - please excuse him.

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{More Content}

[konigsbitch]

꧁ How would COD men react to pink bow on their bicep ꧂

König

König would be smiling like an idiot under his mask

Will call it coquette as you do

Will flex his arm just to see you smile and you'd be telling him to flex it more but he doesn't want to rip the bow apart

He knows that's what you want but he wants to tease you

Would dare you to put one around his cock

"come on, liebling (darling). Put a pretty bow around my cock so it will be cockquette when I will fuck you."

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

I really feel like Ghost would be like

"aw, you put a pink bow on me? Do you think it suits me? I don't need your opinion, I know it does. I look good in pink"

He will flex his arm, but not too much so he won't rip that pretty bow apart

He will flex his arm, but not too much so he won't rip that pretty bow apart

Will cover it with something and wear it for the whole day

This man could be killing while having a pink bow wrapped around his muscles

[amaranthinespirit]

könig is determined to breed you (p!link)

his pace isn't nice, its straight mean as he pounds his thick, meaty cock into your drooling warmth, desperate to put a baby in your womb. he's not gentle about it either, mind racing and going dumb at the thought, hastily working to make it happen.

your tummy bulges with the way he sheathes his entire bulbous cock in your tight hole, spongy walls constricting around him, feeling every ridge and vein as you hug him tight. his angry, red tip punches against your cervix, ready to spurt his thick load into your sweet cunt.

he knows you'll let him, you'll let him do whatever he wants as he fucks you stupid, jackhammering deeper and deeper with relentless pace. the backs of your thighs reddening and your plush rear bouncing against his hips. his full balls slap against your clit, making you cry out into the bedding, saliva leaking from your lips.

above you, he moans incessantly, pussy-drunk and whipped as he mindlessly humps you, large, rough hands grabbing at your hips, so tight it might bruise.

he mumbles words you can't quite hear, feeling drooling saliva drip from his lips down onto your bare shoulder, running down your back. his jaw is slack, head tilted back and pupils blown.

it doesn't take long for him to fill you full of his seeds, spurting thick ropes of his white, creamy cum to fill your sweet pussy, coating your walls and leaving you full and satisfied. he pulls out to watch it drip out of you, calloused hands pulling your cheeks apart as he watches your slit leak with his release and drip onto the bed. he takes two thick fingers, smearing it across your folds before fucking it back inside you, hoping it takes.

[dmitriene]

cw: könig is a weirdo and reader match him.

könig likes pretty things, young and vulnerable dolls that bat their eyelashes prettily at him, wrapping their dainty hands around his thick bicep, trailing beside him despite his perverse touch, letting him lure them to his messed bed in some dark apartment, fuck their brain silly.

it's always a one time thing, könig ain't good for a long term relationship because of the bitter need to posses that been festering in him from the start, they just use each other, he has a lovely built body that makes girls salivate, and he packs a cock that is too thick you able to feel the ache even the next morning while trying to escape his apartment.

it's not the same with you, könig notices it by the way you cling to him while he punches his fat cock in your tight pussy, shallow thrusts of his wide hips making his thick cockhead pummel into your spongy spot, your hands clinging against his broad shoulders, walls tightening with rapid pulsing.

you ask him for kisses, enveloping his rough mug with your delicate palms and letting his tongue make out sloppily with your mouth, whining broken groans as he presses a wide palm to your tummy, feeling the bulge beneath where his girthy cock pistons in you, making your pussy squelch with each wet glide, as you coat his length in oozing slick.

you even let könig cum in you, flooding you full of creamy cum that drips out your pulsing hole, making a mess from the sheets and your trembling thighs, not uttering for once that now everything is tacky, instead, you curl against him like affectionate kitten and try to nuzzle your face in the crook of his neck and wrap your cramping legs around his waist.

könig doesn't even knows what to think, you don't try to escape his bed immediately, instead pressing your naked body against his beefy one, letting his twitching cock stay buried inside of you, cockwarmed by your snug walls, as you let his burly hands envelope your frame and rock you to sleep like a baby.

and when you wake up early in the morning with pleasurable ache in your body and pussy throbbing, welcomed by the sight of breakfast in bed and könig clinging to you like a pup, smothering your neck in sloppy kisses and slurringly calling you his girlfriend, you don't run away.

main masterlist. quidelines.

[stargirlstabber]

imagine könig, the big man he is, slamming his massive dick in and out of you, not caring if it 'doesn't fit'. he will make it fit. he will. he'll manhandle you into various positions, the ones he wants to fuck you in that moment. you'll probably start crying by the time he chases his second release or when he decides to fill both of your tight holes and pushes a dildo or a plug into you. or maybe a vibrator. it really depends on his mood and how good you've been for him. squirming away won't help if he's balls deep into your sloppy cunt, the grip his massive hands have on you holds you like you're a doll to him. which you are.

[machveil]

okay wait, because I was immediately struck with more Boyfriend!König after posting this

Boyfriend!König who comes home from a deployment - he reeks, he’s sore, everything aches and he feels like death. but, as soon as the door clicks shut behind him his eyebrows furrow. somethings cooking and it smells familiar. he’s kicking his boots off at the door and shrugging his coat off as he walks towards the kitchen. and there you are, standing next to the stove with a spoon held up to your lips, listening to music and unaware of his presence

Boyfriend!König who coughs, not wanting to startle you with his sudden presence. it’s worth it though, seeing you look over at him, eyes lighting up as you practically tackle him for a hug. it’s a sweet, short moment, but König’s eyeing the stovetop. when you let go you excitedly tell him you’re making dinner, something special since he’s been gone for a couple weeks. “You can’t look! It’ll ruin the surprise— uh, actually, maybe take a shower. I’ll call you when it’s done, okay?”, he chuckled at your rushed words, moved towards your bathroom when you gave him a gentle shove

hair wet and dressed in some ratty sweatpants, Boyfriend!König comes back to the kitchen while toweling off his hair. the scent from the kitchen is stronger than when he came in, but it’s nothing compared to what’s on the counter. he freezes, a little wobbly when he puts his foot down and looks at the food. tafelspitz. and suddenly that familiar smell registers in his head, his mama’s cooking. you had called her regularly while he was deployed, spent every other day learning how to cook some of König’s childhood favorites

Boyfriend!König whose eyes get watery when he starts eating because, oh, it tastes exactly how his mama makes it. he hasn’t been back home in a year and a half - purely from bad timing and deployments - and he’s missed his mama’s food so much. König who gets up from the table, walks over to you while chewing and hugs you, not giving you the chance to stand up or properly hug him back. as soon as he swallows he’s babbling ‘thanks you’s and kissing the crown of your head, murmuring how ‘you didn’t have to’. he’s got you in a death squeeze, eyes closed as he presses his nose to your hair, “Ich liebe dich— you’re too good to me, Liebling.”

[konigofmyheart]

warming könig up

“lemme come warm you up, you been out in the snow/ baby my tongue goes numb, sounds like ho,ho,ho”

<MDNI>

(smut, blowjob, gn!reader, no actual mentions of christmas!)

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you and könig rent a cabin in the woods for the holidays, taking advantage of his many accumulated vacation days (imagine the look of surprise on his superiors’ face when they saw his week-long time off request! they actually did a double take as könig had only ever taken an average of two days off each year- never around the holiday season- before he started dating you).

a couple days in, after amusing yourselves hiking through the woods to take in the scenery (thoroughly bundled up to stave off the chill of the snow), soaking in the giant hot tub in the bathroom (he can finally stretch out in a tub for once!), and having lengthy movie nights, könig ventures out to chop more firewood for the rustic fireplace in the den. the house is warm enough, but the moment you remarked how you loved the fireplace and how it makes the cabin feel amazingly cozy, könig made a vow to always keep it lit for you. you’d assured him it was fine, that you didn’t need it permanently lit, but he wouldn’t hear it. why shouldn’t his liebling get every single heart’s desire?

when he comes back in, shaking snow from his heavy winter gear as he hauls in bundles of wood, you apologize for the umpteenth time. “nonsense, schatzi, you have nothing to apologize for. i love doing things for you, being useful to you” he hushes as he sheds his layers and boots, walking over to where you sit on the couch armrest. he leans down, gently pulling you in for a kiss. you shiver, gasping softly at how cold his lips feel. “come here, kö. you’re freezing!” you fuss, leading him over to the couch and pushing on his chest to get him to sit. you place your blanket around his back like a cape before taking his hands in yours, rubbing warmth back into them. he brushes off your fussing, acting like he doesn’t live for your loving and doting.

your chest tightens with affection as you think of what a wonderful time you’ve had at this cabin thus far, all thanks to könig’s planning and effort. you settle on the floor before him, the plush rug cushioning your knees comfortably. “what are you doing, schatzën- ah” he ends with a hushed groan as you lean forward, nuzzling at his cock through his pants. “just thanking you for the perfect vacation, mein könig”, you flutter your lashes at him, your voice velvety soft.

his eyes darken like turbulent oceans at the sight of you looking up at him like that. it’d make anyone weak in the knees. your teasing nuzzling has his cock hardening, filling out to its full length, and the moment a barely-there whine slips from deep inside him, you move to undo his pants and free his cock. normally you’d tease him for longer, see how long he lasts before he gets truly needy, but this is supposed to be for his benefit, a thank you for everything he’s done to make this the best vacation ever. you gently brush your fingers against the tip of his cock before wrapping your hand around it, stroking him at a slow, steady pace.

“thank you for having this idea, first of all. then thank you for picking the prettiest cabin ever. thank you for letting me sleep the whole drive up here, although on the way back i’m definitely staying up to keep you company on the drive , and you’re going to wake me if i start nodding off, okay?” you pause for a moment, looking up at him expectantly

“okay, but you really don’t have to-” his breath catches, muscular thighs tensing as you keep up your steady pace on his cock, his precum dribbling down the side to help your efforts.

“thank you for cooking every meal, especially because you’ve made just my favorites- don’t think i didn’t notice. tomorrow i’m making your favorite, and i’m not hearing otherwise. understood?” you scold, rubbing your thumb over the tip of his cock. he nods quickly, a breathy “yes, schatzi, whatever you say,” slipping from his lips.

“…and, obviously, thank you for the fireplace. you always do everything to make sure i’m happy, and for that i can’t thank you enough, but i can try to do the same for you, hm? what do you think?” you’re leaning forward a bit now, your warm breath ghosting over the sensitive head of his cock. forgive him for his incoherent, stuttered response, he doesn’t really understand words at the moment, even less so when you place a teasing kiss on his tip.

you can’t help but laugh softly as you seal your lips around him, sucking gently, earning a strained groan from your man. he’s practically gone entirely pliant, the sight of such a strong, man falling apart because of you going to your head a little. your contented little hum sends torturously delicious vibrations down his cock, making him twitch inside your mouth. now, you know you could make him cum in seconds if you wished, but you really want to treat him, reward him for being so good. you maintain a steady, slow pace, easing more of him into your mouth with each bob of your head as you stroke the base with your hand.

you make sure to do everything you know he likes, maintaining eye contact as you sink your mouth lower, hollowing out your cheeks, swirling your tongue around his length as much as you can (it’s a bit difficult with how big he is; there isn’t much room left in your mouth). he’s practically floating in the clouds at this point, the way you’re sucking him off drives him crazy. time slows, suspending the two of you in this moment where you are all that exists for him, and he’s all you know. he’s looking down at you with such an affectionate warmth in his eyes, as if you hung the very stars in the sky. you’re sure your expression is no different, dutifully working your way down until the tip of his cock is brushing against the back of your throat. it took you a while to be able to take this much, and from the feel of what you’re still stroking, you still have a ways to go before you can take him all the way.

there’s time for that another day, though, and even könig seems to agree, his hands gripping the couch cushions as a way to stop himself from pushing you further than you wish to go. he’s always like that, putting you before him, isn’t he? you pull off his length, voice a little breathy as you praise him for keeping his hands to himself. that praise earns you a pathetic little whine, a sound that’d make him blush if he weren’t so close to cumming. you stroke his length with both hands as you catch your breath, cooing sweet words at him that he answers with groans and whines, his cock twitching in your hold.

“you wanna cum in my mouth? you know how much i like it, kö,” you tease, tilting your head to the side as you look up at him through your lashes. you kinda have to do this to get him to cum in your mouth, otherwise he’s insisting on just cumming all over your hands, not wanting to pressure you into swallowing it if you don’t want to, but now that you’re asking him for it… well, he did agree to “whatever you say”. he nods, a hushed “ja, schatzi, bitte” dropping from his now bitten lips. you smile, leaning forward to take his throbbing cock back into your mouth, warming it once more.

you look up at him with a special glint in your eyes, knowing all it’ll take is one more push. that push comes in the way of your free hand cupping his heavy balls, teasingly toying with them as you intensify your efforts, relishing in the way he trembles. he moans your name as he cums, the sound like music to your ears, spilling into your mouth with each twitch of his length. your muffled whine around his cock only adds to his pleasure, especially with how that makes your throat squeeze around his sensitive tip. careful not to overdo it, you maintain the pace of your hand and mouth, steadily working him through his high. you take his seed as it comes, swallowing every drop like you were made for it.

once he’s spent you pull off, panting softly as you lick your lips clean. “and now thank you for cumming for me like that, baby,” you tease, smiling as he pulls you up onto his lap, his hands soothing stroking your sides. he buries his face in your neck, little tremors still running through his body as he comes down. “i’d do anything for you, liebling. anything.” he whispers quietly, his breath tickling your neck before he pulls back, kissing you passionately. you melt against his body, answering his loving licks with your own, getting lost in the feeling of completeness. you’re more than surprised when he pulls away from the kiss, pushing you onto your back on the couch. he grins deviously as he settles between your spread legs, his big hands squeezing your thighs. “kö, what are you-”

“now it’s my turn to thank you for that, schatzi”

[cookiepie111]

No minors! (Please let me know if the German is okay)

König x black reader

Being in a relationship with könig doesn't stop his pervy behaviour, he's talking again he's surprisingly talkative during your intimate moments. " hase....Bitte die Tür"

you couldn't quite make out his groans not over the way he's rutting deep into you. 'Tür ... the door?'. Ahh, how can he tell you off in a moment like this, can't he just get fuck you in peace, you promise to check the door properly next time.

No, he's not asking you to lock the door. he's asking for you to leave the door open for him, when you leave for work tomorrow. He's asked, so it's okay thats how its justified in his mind,he asked, so he feels like slightly less of creep when he enters your house to rifle through your laundry pocketing your dirty underwear and hump your pillow desperately chasing your sent.

[ink-n-shadow]

ik you have some konig bits hiding in your drafts, hand them over to us 😡😡😡😡😡🔪🔪🔪🔪

CINNAMONNNN ;-; pls enjoy the scraps of könig i have for you

TUTOR ME?

𝜗𝜚 pairing: nerd!könig x bimbo!popular!reader 𝜗𝜚 cw: allusions to smut (minors—DNI), reader is described as fem (skirts, panties), slight creep!könig, mentions of wet dreams, panty stealing, unedited

like you're taking some molecular biology course at your local university because for whatever reason they require you to take at least one STEM course, and you just cannot for the life of you understand all the equations and formulas.

but you need to pass. you're not going to graduate otherwise.

so, as desperate as you are, you're immediately making a beeline for the dorm that everyone knows to go to if they need help with a class. in a short skirt and thin tank top no less.

and nerd!könig would have no idea what he's in for when he begrudgingly opens his dorm door, muttering under his breath for someone named horangi to "please leave me the fuck alone—i'm not doing your genetics homework for you again" when he peers down at the pretty little thing standing before him with big wide eyes and a wobbling lip.

"i know you probably don't know me but—"

only nerd!könig knows exactly who you are��i mean who wouldn't? you're one of the prettiest things walking around this campus, always smiling and giggling as you weave through crowds of people going to class and saying hi to almost all of them. you'd even been in a couple of his classes, always in the back of the auditorium and popping your fruity gum as the professor drones on about cell structures.

so instead of correcting you (and telling you that he knows exactly who you are because you plague his wet dreams night after night), he listens patiently to your plight, red curls falling in front of his glossy eyes as you beg and plead with him to help you out.

"please, könig? i'll do anythin'—i just really need to pass," you all but whine, lashes fluttering to keep the petulant tears behind your lids and heel digging deeper into the sickeningly grey dorm carpeting. "i'll give you whatever you want, just name it."

and of course könig agrees, says he'll tutor you free of charge because he didn't really need your money anyway. not when he's gonna be stealing your panties from your dresser at least.

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do not copy, plagiarize, steal, borrow, or repost any of my work without my expressed permission

[konigsblog]

König would totally fuck you in a full nelson for the first time, when you're placed into a position where you're helpless and defenceless against his cruelty, left vulnerable and shaking uncontrollably at his brutality and violence.

He bucks and drives his well-built hips skyward into your plush rear, burying his girthy, meaty cock inside your sleek, drooling cunt while gushing about how perfect and adorable you look like this, how he's been longing and yearning for this exact moment. He can't get enough of the pulsing and tightening sensation wrapped around his girth, the sensation of your clammy, slick, and sticky walls pulsating and throbbing around the base of his fat, sweaty boner. Pearly droplets of your sweet nectar arousal rush down his veiny shaft, coating and covering him in your addictive fluids.

He'll bind your wrists with rope, wrapping them around his neck while supporting your weight by gripping your soft, supple thighs firmly. You can feel König's thumping, beating heart slamming against his brute chest with each deep, rough, and violating thrust. He breathes down your neck, creating an aching and sticky mess between your legs.

And despite this, König still won't understand why you're so hesitant to have sex with him! :(

[tacticalprincess]

you say you want a clingy man until you can’t even use the restroom without könig’s burly figure trailing behind you, hovering with his arms crossed and blinking blearily while he waits for you to be finished so you can go back to cuddling. there’s no silently sneaking out of bed with him because he feels your lack of presence like a missing limb.

… or until he’s poking the soft pudge of your cheek with his hard, leaky tip while you’re doing work on your computer or on the phone because it’s been 5 minutes and he’s horny and attention starved. look, maus, even his dick misses you. doesn’t stop annoying you until you give him the affection he craves </3