#könig x pregnant reader

[strrynigghts]

unexpected news

— könig x fem!preg!reader

— cw/tw: pregnant reader, accidental baby, potential typos, 3am writing, babies, established early relationship, reader and könig don’t live together, illusion to house!wife reader though she has a job, fluff(?), english to german google translate, so I’m sorry if it’s not perfect! lmk if I’ve missed any!

— summary: y/n is pregnant with königs baby, and he finds out

— an: I apologise for my long absence! I’ve been on and off tumblr for a few weeks now. just have been busy and had major writing block unfortunately. I am officially moved into my new home, and my pets are a lot sometimes, especially with two jobs. I’ve been focusing more on life, rather than tumblr, hence another reason why I’ve been gone. this idea came to me when my bf and I talked about how many kids we’d prefer XD enjoy lovies :3

it was honestly an accident. you and könig got a little too into it one night, and the way you wrapped around him oh so tight, ugh. he couldn’t help it, ripping off his condom to stuff his seed deep in you, mumbling, “ich möchte, dass du die mutter meiner kinder bist, maus. bitte lass mich in dir kommen,” in german as he came inside, your eyes rolled back so far into your skull you couldn’t even comprehend what happened until you felt sick a few days later.

you’ve called out of work for the past week, telling your boss you have a bad case of the flu. but the pregnancy test in your hand had said otherwise. you were in fact pregnant, and you couldn’t help but slouch against the door to your bathroom, tears streaming down your face as you started wallowing in what only you could describe as self pity.

könig, ever the gentleman, bright you soups everyday up until he had a mission. but you wouldn’t answer the door, or his calls. you couldn’t face him. he was in the military for gods sake! he couldn’t care for a baby, and honestly, neither could you. your apartment was falling apart at the seams more or less, and you honestly felt terrible.

but it was on the second week, you decided to face könig and his coworkers. after a mission that went horribly wrong, you wanted to invite him and his team over. you made them their favourite foods, and even set up the table while they were on their way over. as königs girl, you honestly didn’t mind cooking for him, or his team. they were like his family, and you made sure your apartment provided them comfort when they couldn’t feel comfortable in their own homes.

when they arrived, könig was the first to greet you. “hello my maus,” he said softly, kissing you on the cheek before stepping further into your home, everyone else following behind him. they all sat and ate, while you messed with the food on your plate, your appetite not so much in the moment. you felt sick, so you excused yourself and dashed for the bathroom, bending over the toilet. “oh my love, are you okay? did the soup not help you? you’re still sick from before I left for the mission?” könig spoke softly, grabbing your hair so it was out of the way.

you kept lurching over the toilet, unaware that königs eyes locked onto the pregnancy test that sat semi hidden under a wad of toilet paper, his breath hitching as he glanced between you and the test.

“you’re pregnant?”

you whined, looking at him with teary eyes and a red face, nodding subtly. “I was going to tell you I swear! just wasn’t sure how you’d react. wanted to tell you when the time was right, könig.” sighing, you stood up, flushing the toilet as you looked at him as he eyed you.

in a flash, he pulled you into his chest, hugging you tightly. “I’m going to be a dad!” he laughed softly, grabbing your hand and pulling you back towards the team, shouting, “she’s pregnant! I’m going to be a dad!” they all smiled and clapped for him and you, saying their congratulations and whatnots.

you weren’t sure how’d this play out, but you were ready to go down this lane and see where it takes you, so long as könig remained by your side, and his team on the other, lending a supporting hand to you both when needed.

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𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 more könig and his pregnant wife

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 könig x pregnant reader, drinking, reader misses drinking beer but not in an alcoholic kind of way, christmas/holiday party

𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 you tell könig you miss drinking beer so he thinks of a quick fix

“König, you sighed, leaning your head onto his chest. If he were a more average height, you’d be leaning your head into the crook of his neck. “I miss beer.”

“Bier? That is what you’re thinking of?”

You glanced around your crowded living room past the twinkling lights, past the crackling fire, past majority of task force 141, and you looked up at your husband guiltily.

���Yeah.”

König never really cared for the taste, even being from Austria, but he was familiar with how it could ease the tension he always felt at social gatherings.

“Meine liebe, I will be right back.” He pressed a kiss to the side of your temple.

“It’s Christmas Eve! Where are you going?”

You called after him but König was leaving with a whoosh of cold wind squeezing in through the closing front door.

And just like that, you were left to care for all the guests on your own for the next who knows how long. You smiled nervously at yourself because oh god it looked like Ghost and Soap were about to kill each other. Cookies! You would just have to make more cookies.

König returned covered in snow to you, his frazzled, pregnant wife. The party was lively as ever, Christmas Carols streaming steadily from the turntable in the corner and you were just putting on a pot of coffee.

“Here, for you.” He said, nose rosy and lips chapped from the cold. He handed you the six-pack and your brows furrowed.

“König, I can’t—”

“No, no, no.” He shook his head. “Read it.”

So you did, and you grinned when you saw the label: Weihenstephaner non-alcoholic malt beverage. You weren’t smiling because your craving could be satisfied, but because your husband had left a party for his favorite holiday that was full of his friends, and went out into a near blizzard just to make you happy.

“Oh, my darling,” you stood on your tip toes and planted a soft kiss on his nose and then one on his lips. “Thank you.”

“Somebody find the mistletoe!” Soap shouted and wolf whistled, earning a rather unenthused glare from Ghost.

[iluvzaddies]

meine liebe, mein leben

pairing: könig x wife!reader

warnings: pregnancy

summary: after spending months on the battlefield, könig comes home to find you with a swollen tummy.

könig couldn’t wait to get home to you, his beloved wife. his love, his life. he had been dying to see you, hold you, kiss you and make love to you again throughout the entirety of his mission.

he kept a polaroid of you in his pocket, in case he felt down or if he missed you. seeing your face always made his day better. and whilst he kept a polaroid of you, a heart-shaped locket with a tiny photo of him inside adorned your neck. it was old school and cute.

he was glad you were willing to stay by his side, despite knowing he was in the military and that he would always get deployed. he hated leaving you, but you reassured him about it, saying it was his job.

after what felt like a decade; staying in a town turned into a war zone, keeping civilians safe and protecting them from terrorists, he could finally go home.

on his way home, he felt giddy.

he didn’t notify you of the news because he wanted to surprise you. were you cooking or cleaning right now? should he surprise you by wrapping his arms around your waist? he could imagine your reaction. you would scream at first, thinking it was an intruder, but when you realized it was just your dear husband, you would hug him so tight he could barely breathe.

he opened his and your house with a spare key. unlocking the door, he stepped in and was greeted with a great silence. you weren’t vacuuming the living room, you weren’t cooking in the kitchen, you weren’t eating something in the dining room. he felt slightly disappointed the surprise didn’t turn out like what he imagined in his head, but oh well, you were probably sleeping in the bedroom.

so he headed towards the bedroom and there you were, sleeping soundly on the king-sized bed.

he dropped his gear onto the ground, including his helmet and mask, slowly getting on the bed.

“i’m home.” he whispered into your ear, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck.

you only hummed in response.

he chuckled.

“(y/n)… meine liebe… i’ve returned.”

you scrunched your face, eyes opening. you were met with the sight of your husband’s handsome face – which you had the privilege of seeing all the time – hovering above your own.

“könig?”

“ja, i’m here. i’m home.”

your eyes widened and you abruptly sat up.

“könig.” you repeated as if you couldn’t believe your eyes. you reached out to touch his cheek, moving your thumb up and down in a slow motion.

you missed him so much. so very much. every single day, you thought about him, if he was doing alright, when he would return, etcetera.

as tears began to well up in your eyes, könig, the ever so loving husband, began to worry and asked, “what’s the matter, meine liebe?”

“i’m just glad you’re home and safe.” you sniffled. “we wouldn’t know what to do without you.”

könig was confused.

“we?” he pointed out.

you nodded. you took his hand, guiding it to your belly, where your child resided.

“y–you’re pregnant?” his eyes looked like they were about to pop out and his jaw about to hit the floor.

“yes.”

“how…” he trailed off, staring at your evident baby bump.

“how far along am i? four months. that’s how long you’ve been gone.” you caressed your belly.

you were worried for a second, thinking he didn’t want a child, but your worries washed away when he pulled you in for a hug and a kiss.

“my baby is having a baby!” he exclaimed excitedly. “i’m gonna be a father!” he was overjoyed with happiness. never did he ever see himself marrying someone and having a baby with them, but look at him now. he was a husband and a father.

you sighed in relief. “i thought you were upset. i was worried for a sec.”

“worried? why?” he was taken aback by your words. he grabbed both of your hands, pulling them towards his face and placing a gentle peck on them. “this is the best moment of my life. i would never be upset about this. you’re my love, my life. meine liebe, mein leben.”

“you’re my love and life too.”

after saying that, you shared one last kiss before dozing off in each other’s arms.

[writingoddess1125]

Marillenfleck in Winter

König x FemReader

Fluffy Fluff Fluff!

Feed me Seymore Feed me!! <<< 🍖

"We can do this-"

You muttered to yourself and then down at your swollen stomach. Feeling the fluttering kicks of the child locked inside of you- assuming that was them agreeing.

"Hell yeah-"

Stepping forward with all the confidence you could muster as you carefully lowered the breaded pork cutlet into the hot oil and watching it carefully bubble as you let it settle.

Stepping back as the oil reacted for a moment before settling-

Two months ago before your husband left for his mission was lying in bed with you, his hand on your stomach as he reminisced-

'It is moments like this I almost wish to return to my Village just to show you off.. and share in some food with you' He mused, you looking at him in surprise.

'Wait we don't live near your home?' You say surprised, Having always assumed that König had chosen the secluded cabin 40 minutes from the closest village cause he was familiar with it. He chuckled at this and shook his head-

'No, I'm from near Dürnstein-'

Which was on the otherside of the country from were the two of you lived- You silently vowed to bring at least a taste of his home to him-

So for two months you'd been gathering ingredients and experimenting to make some folds from his home-town.

Did you have any real idea what you were doing?- No.

Did you know if these were ment to be eaten together?- Hell No.

Were you trying your best? Absolutely.

Speaking of trying your best- it was dead winter, 7inches of snow a day easy and what doesn't grow in winter?

Apricots-

So many Apricots in most of these recipes from near his home. Apricots cakes, wines, pastries, even in sauces with pork!

So you finding apricots was the most important thing. You tried the internet but didn't trust the quality from most places or they were dried which wouldn't have worked-

That's when you ventured out being forced to touch grass- Well snow in this case.

Market after market, looking in their freezer section to produce you couldnt find shit for the first 2 weeks of this adventure.

You were honestly thankful you were pregnant since when you went to the village closest to you asking for apricots in dead of winter- people assumed it was a desperate cry for a craving and a older women gave you a bag of them from her deep freeze she had saved. You of course paid her handsomely for the kind gift

This thrn started your dark road of trying to figure out these fucking recipes-

You tried every recipe and varient you could, pulling up photos of restaurants near your husband's origin and trying to match them-

Another blessing of being pregnant was being able to eat any failed attempts or trying recipes that wasn't going to be fed to König.

However the time had finally come! König was going to be home within the next hour, having called you the night before from his train station to tell you his arrival and you'd fluttered to make sure everything looked perfect.

"Alexa! Set a timer for 20 minutes!" You called out, flipping the cutlet seeing the even golden crust.

Reaching over you check the goulash stewing in the pot and saw it was almost done. Stirring it once before you checked on the bread dumplings and pulled them from the boiling water- You hadn't made these before in your experimental 2 months so you were excited!

Bacon Bread dumplings- Time to taste!

Taking a big bite you paused- truthfully confused over what the fuck you'd just put into your mouth. Chewing for a while as you tried to figure out if you'd done something wrong or if your taste was more off then you thought due to the baby- after the second bite you knew it was the baby and not the food especially whem you spooned some of the goulash ontop.

"...You know what, I'm just gonna blame you for this-" You said pointing at your stomach which earned another fluttering feeling as you finished the dumpling and stew sample.

Pulling the cutlets you let them sit on a wire rack as you plate the potatos and salad Konig liked- However your eyes landed on the centerpiece of this meal and what you were so focused one. The Marillenfleck Cake.

Still cooling as the beautiful Fluffy pastry showed off its shivered almost and the delicate apricots baked into its Fluffy self.

A summer apricot staple you'd manage to drag into winter!

You suddently heard the sound of the truck pulling up to your home, jumping in excitement you set the finished goulash down on the table and rushed around for the final touches.

Setting the plates down you mentally high-five yourself and rush to the front room as you hear König walk in. Grumbling about the snow outside as he kicked off his boots-

"Welcome Home Honey" You say cheerfully, wadling yourself over to your man- He had his mask off, most likely shoved away in his pockets in desperate need of a wash and he seemed to have showered at base since the black paint wasnt around his eyes-

Soft gray eyes greeted you and König gave a wide smile, reaching out and scooping you quickly in his arms and kissing your lips.

"I have missed you Liebling, You and the baby are well?" He asked softly as his gloved hand touched the swell of your stomach.

"Yes, We are fine. I'm so glad your home" You say cheerfully, feeling your eyes get misty already just by having him home.

"I have a surprise for you" You say cheerfully and jump, making the man chuckle at your physical excitement or attempt since the belly seemed to keep your feet planted.

"Oh?" He chimed amused, peeling off his coat and gloves as you pulled him to the kitchen and waiting set dining table.

When König saw all the food, his heart fluttered. He saw how much time this took, slowly stepping forward as he gazed over your heard work in total shock.

"(Y/N)- You did so much.. You should be resting not slaving in the kitchen" He said softly, looking at you in worry for your effort in the fantastic meal set on the table.

"I wanted to give you a nice surprise, You hungry?" You saw with a smile- Konig chuckling at this as he nodded, pulling out your chair so you could sit first before sitting himself.

Severing plates König couldn't help but laugh at the wide variety you'd made, from pork schnitzel and potato salad and the goulash and dumplings. Eating happily he hummed delight.

"I'm impressed! Very Gud Mein Liebling!" Demolishing the plates infront of him as the two of you sported casual conversation and König feeling your baby bump-

"And for dessert" You say cheerfully as you cut him a slice of the cake and set it before him. His face twisting in confusion.

"Liebling were did you get marillen {apricots} in winter?-" He asked genuinely confused as he cut into the pastry clearly doing a lot of mental math in trying to figure out how you manages this.

"It's a long story, but I got them!" You said cheerfully cutting open your own and taking a massive bite- Giving a laugh at how delicious it tasted and how you'd managed to not fuck anything up.

Raising a brow of this he hesitated ever so slightly before taking a bit of the dessert and paused, his eyes softening as an almost sad smile hit his lips.

"Konig?.." You say softly as he looked to you- His own eyes misty.

"I haven't had this cake since my Mutti made it for me before she passed-" He said softly, taking another bite of the dessert and smiling. Your heart Sinking at his words-

"I was always so scared to try it again since I knew it wouldn't taste the same" He smiled fondly as he reached out and pulled your seat close to him, love in his gaze.

"I don't know how- But youve made it taste just like the one she made" He said softly, wrapping his arm around you as he kissed your hair and you could feel the waves of emotion off of him.

"Danke my love" He said softly, lips still pressed to your hair as he held you tighter. Of course hormones not helping as tears rolled down your cheeks.

"Anytime"

[lethalchiralium]

Delicate | Simon “Ghost” Riley x König x AFAB!Wife!Reader (18+)

a/n: do not burn me at the stake this is like the third time i’ve ever written smut LEAVE ME BE (thank you @as-is-above-so-below for beta-ing you’re so awesome) ALSO THIS IS A COMPLETE STAND ALONE HAHA

warnings: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. 18+ ONLY, ALL MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED. AFAB Anatomy. Pregnant sex, oral sex (F receiving), lactation kink.

18+ BELOW THE CUT

“C’mon, Mama, stay still.”

Your hands fisted the sheets below you as both of your husbands lay on top of you - both touching you for the first time in weeks.

König settled in between your thighs, thin brown stubble scratching your soft skin as he sucked on your clit. His arms curled around your legs to keep you in place, one of his large hands settled on the juncture between your hip and leg to hold you down.

Ghost was cradled in your arms, sucking on your leaking nipple as his fingers tweaked the other. You held both of their heads by their hair, your back arched up from the mattress as König’s tongue fell further.

You wanted them to take you again, hold you down as they rammed their cocks into you at an excruciating pace - but your rounded and pregnant belly made everything difficult. This would suffice, though; they had been gone for a few weeks, and your fingers just couldn’t satisfy you like theirs could. Damn your pregnancy hormones, nauseous one minute and horny the next. You were glad you had them both, satisfying both of your needs - your breasts painfully full of milk and the need to be fucked.

König’s tongue was long, yet not as skilled as Ghost’s, and even though he gave you shallow laps with it, you were ready to explode. Your hand curled at the root of his jaw length brown hair, pushing him further into your cunt - feeling his tongue push in. As soon as he shoved the rest of his tongue into you, Ghost’s teeth nibbled at your nipple. Your hand tugged at his short hair, pushing him farther into your breast.

Pressure on the top of your clit came from Ghost’s thumb, and you bucked your hips into König’s face; his tongue dug deeper and he groaned in pleasure. He sucked at your cunt, making your head roll backwards on the pillow.

With a little pop from your nipple, Simon pulled away, taking large breaths in quickly. “Doin’ okay?”

You nodded feverishly, mouth open and panting. “Fuck me already.”

König pulled away from your cunt, “I’m too long for her, might hurt the little one.” He leaned back up, you whined at the missing heat. “Switch me.”

“On your side,” Simon muttered, and you willingly complied feeling like a dog in heat the way you needed them. It would be best for you to be on your side with Simon’s tendency to collapse on top of you or König - and no matter how they would do anything at your request, the child that grew in your womb was theirs to protect. Didn’t matter whose it was biologically, neither man would harm that child. “Tell me if I hurt you,” Simon murmured against your ear as his hand crept between your legs, your breath hitched. Your back curled against his chest as his thicker fingers traced shapes on your clit, your eyes tightly shut.

The bed creaked as König laid in front of you, bringing his now clean fingers to your face, rubbing your cheek as he pressed his forehead into yours. “Breathe, Liebling.”

Your forehead dug into König’s, panting as he moved one of his hands down to your heat, but not touching you where you wanted - his hand held onto your thigh and pulled your leg up just a little bit.

It wasn’t more than a second before Simon pushed himself in, your eyes rolled back into your head as you let out a lewd moan, and König pressed his lips to yours, cutting off the sound and squeezing your thigh. Heat pooled from the middle of your chest all the way down to your core, your walls clenching around Simon’s cock. The man behind you groaned, his face pressing into your shoulder as he kept pushing in.

The soft kisses from König almost kept you distracted as Simon dragged his teeth against your skin when he bottomed out. “Touch me,” you whimpered, “Please.”

The man in front of you pressed another kiss to your lips before you felt Simon’s hand take your leg from him, allowing him to press his fingers into your clit. As soon as you jolted from the pleasure, Simon pulled out a little and thrusted back in - your mouth pulled into a silent scream as he began to pound into you.

König kept his hand on your clit, the other holding your face as you panted, euphoric and hormonal. His thumb rubbed circles into your bundle of nerves, your head moved forward into König’s neck.

“Such a good mama,” the man in front of you whispered into your ear, the head of Simon’s cock hitting the spongy spot in your pussy and making you whimper. “Being so good to us.”

Simon’s forehead still against your shoulder, his grip holding onto your hips as he kept drilling into you - knowing he wasn’t long enough to hurt the baby, but thick enough to make you go stupid.

“Taking him so well, is this what you wanted?” König mumbled to you, and you nodded feverishly in response. “Oh, Liebling. You’re just so needy.”

“Yes,” You panted, nodding into his neck. “Yes yes yes,”

“Did you touch yourself while we were away?” His words made you want to move your hand from his hip and pull his cock out of his pants, stick it in next to Simon’s and let them have at it. But, you just nodded as Simon’s hand shifted your leg up higher so he could thrust at a deeper angle, pulling another yet another groan from you. “Just so needy.”

“Horny, is the word.” Simon muttered from gritted teeth, his forehead sticky against you. “Fuckin’ tight, bloody Hell.”

“So good, let him take whatever he wants, hm? If our little baby was not inside of you right now, I would shove myself in beside him. I’d go so slow, you’d never want to leave,” König’s teeth nipped your chin before he placed wet kissed to your neck, teeth grazed supple skin as the sound of Simon’s hips hitting your ass grew louder. There was a long moment it was only the melody that was your love. König sucking on your throat, your moans into König’s ear as Ghost rutted into you, choked grunts escaping his throat. König lapped at the bites he made before murmuring, “You’ll never leave us, right, princess?” His kisses made it down to your breasts, his long and warm tongue dragging over a leaking nipple. You jolted against Simon, clenching around him and he let out a surprised laugh.

“Tell us princess, tell us what feels so good,” Simon smirked against your skin. “And we’ll do even better for you.”

———

Copyright © 2023 lethalchiralium. All rights reserved.

[konigsblog]

toxic!reader who impregnates toxic!könig... they're toxic in different ways, you could say (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

[comfortless]

hello beloved 🥰 🫶 every time you mention ‘The Dungeon’ whatever da hell that is my brain just goes dungeon crawler! könig! dungeon crawler! könig! so might i request a dungeon crawling könig?

what the hell. do not send König down here… get him away from me…. *immediately forgets everything else i was doing to begrudgingly write this*

sigh… dungeoneer! König x fem! reader

content / warnings: violence, sexism, suggestive.

Retrieving the golden eye of a wyrm to be made into a lovely pendant for the Queen would pay well, keep him afloat and drifting from land to land for long enough to decide upon where to settle. The posting tacked to the wall of the inn, detailing a handsome reward, was surely the sign from a benevolent god that a glorious fate had been handed to him on a silver platter. He stuffs the parchment into the pocket of his trousers as he downs the last of his ale, tosses his coins to the barmaid on his way toward the door and sets off for the deepest dungeon in the kingdom.

There are no bright-eyed knights lobbying around the entrance, a good sign that the wyrm’s bounty was all his to claim. It makes him elated, really, and the idea of finally having his own place, bedding down with a pretty maiden each night is even more of an adrenaline rush than the actual fighting that comes the moment he steps foot into the darkened underworld. The dungeon is filled with the reanimated skeletons he’s grown so accustomed to— a quick jab with his claymore to the center of the spine leaves them a crumpled heap of bone and dust. They’ll rise again when the moon hangs lofty in the sky, but he’s done this enough times to know the best way of navigating such a place. The other beasts haunting the cavernous ruins are a bit trickier to deal with, and he’s fortunate that most shy away from the light of his torch.

Only, she does not.

The woman standing before him in full plate armor is poised for battle, blade making a steady ascent above her head in preparation to strike as her lantern is cast aside. She charges at him before he can even breathe out a word of protest, swinging the heavy sword at him so quickly that at most, he can only thrust his torch before him to prevent her plunging the tip between his ribs. She’s quick to draw back when the wood splinters and the fire sparks up on dry bone and the tattered remains of clothing from all that came before layered upon the dirt and grime coated floor. The blaze of the fire seems pale in comparison to the flames in her eyes as she pivots towards him again, and once more— he merely blocks.

“A maiden shouldn’t be here,” he says through gritted teeth as he easily pushes her back against the wall, caging her between the flat of his blade and the bulk of his body.

He hadn’t realized the ache in his groin until the woman tilts her head up to spit in his face. König doesn’t bother to wipe it away, to even pretend to be disgusted by her actions. From this small breadth between them all he sees is divine beauty— even as her eyes narrow like that of a viper preparing to strike.

“A knight to be,” she corrects him as he gives her blade a shove, the sounds of steel hissing against steel and crackling fire echoing throughout the cavern.

“Not likely.”

Their fight drags on for what feels like hours before his flask his split at his hip and she finally does back down. Even this lady knows well enough that being lost in a dark dungeon with no source of light and no water is a death sentence, and she finds him both incredibly frustrating and fun enough to keep him a live just a little longer. He’s adept enough to block even her quickest strikes, parry her with a gentle jab to her side with his index rather than his blade. He’s shown her her own weak points during their little battle, and she’s garnered a bit of respect for him for that.

As she sheaths her blade and locks eyes with him, his erection is practically trying to tear through the seams of his pants. She’s so pretty, so strong, so unlike the barmaids and damsels in distress he’s come across so often and it’s all gnawing at the recesses of his mind. The bounty almost entirely forgotten, he wants not to penetrate the wyrm with his blade but rather spear her with his cock.

He reaches for her, almost tentatively hoping to somehow melt through her armor and feel the warmth of her flesh. She’s doesn’t pull away when his hands rest against her waist, just gives him a little flutter of her eyelashes before rearing a hand back to almost playfully strike his face just before she turns on the heel of her boot and gathers her lantern.

König follows along behind her, not just out of necessity, but because she asks him to. Beckons him along with the curl of her gloved finger, coos at him when he falls behind trying to picture her body beneath the layers of chainmail and fitted steel.

“I’m taking the bounty,” she tells him when they stop to take a sip from her flask, feast on the preserved fruit and dried meat from his own satchel.

It reminds him of why he’s come all this way, what he’s supposed to be doing here. He’s a little tense— on one hand he wants to give this lady the entire kingdom, make her his wife and rid away those silly thoughts about becoming a knight, but she’s so determined!! He’s at a loss on how to tell her that there are no women knights in the land, that no matter what she brings back for the King she’ll probably only be mocked and sent on her way.

“Let me help you,” he says instead.

“You would lend me your blade?”

He just blinks at her… this silly woman has spent far too long dreaming and watching the knights in the castle yard, he just knows it. Down to the way she speaks! She’s incredible and infuriating, just as he is to her. It makes him want to push her just a bit, see what she’s capable of entirely before they part ways (she is never getting rid of him).

“What do I get in turn?”

The little knight mulls that over for a moment, as she leads him down a long corridor; everything all gilded and decorated, lit aglow by the dim orange of lantern light. The golden coins, rolls of fine silk now muddied and trampled littering the floor are enough of a sign to show they’ve nearly made their way to the heart. The wyrm would no doubt be lying in wait at the end, resting protectively over its hoard of cattle bones and shiny objects, golden eyes piercing through the darkness as it prepares for the fight to come.

It’s when the wyrm’s first hissing growl rings out through the darkness that she does turn back to face him, a mischievous little grin tugging at her lips.

“Only to live another day.”

“Nein… something else.”

He can’t stop himself from pawing at her again, curling a hand around her neck to tilt her chin up to face him. Her breath fanning over his face, her scent like peony and lantern oil make him feel drunk enough. The hand that slides between his legs to grasp at his cock is far from anything he ever anticipated from her. She was bold, too bold and too pretty for her own good.

Fate had blessed him more than he could even begin to fathom, after all.

[princessdimondheart]

💀COD: Modern Warfare II Masterlist💀

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Guide:

🔪- violence | 😭- angst | 🔥- NSFW 18+ MDI | 🥺- fluff

Note: Posts irregular. Any x Reader posts are usually female unless marked otherwise. All character headers are created by myself so please don't use without permission. I DO NOT give permission to repost on other sites, translate or otherwise copy/plagiarize any of my works. Thank you.

Last Update: 4/20/2024 USA

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Task Force 141

That Time of the Month | TF-141 x Reader | Oneshot | 🥺

➖ Reader gets her period.

It’s The Dog | Ghost x f! OC | 🔪😭🔥🥺

➖A Ghost and a woman and a dog…. What could go wrong?

Prologue | Ch.1 | Ch.2 | Ch.3 | Ch.4 | Ch.5 [Soon]

Hot Tamales | Ghost x Canis + TF-141 + Los Vaqueros | Oneshot | 🥺

➖ Canis is homesick so she makes everyone some tamales. The team loves them.

Interlude: It’s The Puppy | Canis + Riley | Oneshot | 🥺 [Soon] ➖ The time Riley came into Canis’ life.

Tells | Ghost x Secret Wife! Reader | Oneshot | 🥺

➖Johnny meets his L.t.’s wife after realizing that he should have known about her long ago. 

Friendly Ghosts in the Shadows | Ghost x Reader | Oneshot | 🔪 🥺

➖Reader runs into Task Force 141, after they completed their mission, under not so good circumstances. Ghost is intimidating to certain people and he walks her home.

Until I Found You | Ghost x Reader | Oneshot | (Soon)

➖(Summary soon, in process of writing)

The Twins | Ghost x Reader | Oneshot | 🔪😭🥺

➖Ghost meets the children he never knew he had… but in the worst case scenario.

Rave | Gaz x Reader | Oneshot | 🔥😭

➖How Kyle met the love of his life while covered in holo glitter.

Sea of Cortéz | Price x Daughter! Reader x OC | Oneshot/Series TBD | 🔪😭

➖While John conversed a lot with his daughter through text, the last time Price physically saw his daughter was several years ago. The Captain learns that his daughter isn’t who he thought she was. Now just who the hell was on the other side of that damn phone?

Ch.1 | Ch.2 | Ch.3 | Ch.?

Incorrect MWII Quotes:

1 - Ovulating | Ghost x Reader

2 - Proposal | Soap x Reader

3 - Pink Mug | Ghost x Reader

4 - Your Son | Ghost x Reader + Soap

5 - Dress Up | Ghost x Reader + TF 141 + Shepherd

6 - Pspsps | König x Reader

7 - Baby Knife | Ghost x Reader + Baby #2

8 - Section 8 | Canis (It’s The Dog) + Riley + Instructors

9 - Wake Up~ | Ghost x Reader + Soap | Video

10 - Bloody Carpet | Price + Teen! Reader + Mrs. Price

11 - He Don’t Bite | Canis + Riley + AQ Member

12 - Like a Tree | König x Reader

13 - .exe | Ghost x Pregnant! Reader

14 - Kabedon | König x Reader

15 - Happy Birthday | Ghost x Reader + TF-141

16 - Boston Tea Party | TF-141 + Reader

17 - Cucaracha | Roach x Reader

18 - Burn Them Off | Soap x Reader

19 - Period. | TF-141 + Reader + Dumb Privates

20 - Boobs | Ghost x Reader

21 - Double. D. | TF-141

22 - Bed Sheets | TF-141 + Reader | Halloween

23 - Sunset | Soap x Reader

24 - Turducken | TF-141 + Reader | Thanksgiving

25 - GRADUATION | Ghost x Reader + TF-141

26 - New Year | TF-141

27 - Valentine’s Day | TF-141 + Reader

[random0lover]

Holy hell I need these men in my life so bad 😭

i know this is a bit strange but i see none of this type of content for COD — 💧😭

i feel like alejandro and könig (maybe others) with a pregnant wife, concerned about the health of the baby feeds their wife a lot, to the point she maintains some of the weight after and they become a little enamored with it?

like a trophy remaining of how well they took care of their family, leaving a healthy baby and a plush, well fed wife

feel free to delete or ignore this if this is weird <3 love ur writing

oooh my god i love this that's so fucking cute!! I couldn't help but add price to this! Also added some random headcanons nd changed the request up a bit to the reader feeling a lil self-concious cause I know a lot of women struggle with that after giving birth. Btw thank you so much for your kind words!!<3

btw don't comment on the baby names i'm so bad at those

CHARACTERS : alejandro vargas, konig, john price

WARNINGS : female!reader, mentions of sex, fluff fluff fluff, pregnancy aftermath, stretch marks, weight gain, body image, reader being self-concious, reader hits vargas a lot (IT'S ALL IN GOOD FUN LMFAO)

WORD COUNT : 4k

♡ Alejandro vargas ♡

this man loved showing you off while you were pregnant let me tell you-

he'd be so attentive during your pregnancy (not that he wasn't before) even learning or remembering random facts

"Yeah she's nineteen weeks as of yesterday. Well, I can tell you what she wasn't doing nineteen weeks ago- Agh- mi vida that hurt!"

you couldnt count the times youd have to tell him to stop talking when someone would comment on your pregnancy or congratulate you both-

"I know right?! I did that-"

Buys the most random shit for your baby, "...What's that." alejandro pauses the haul showcase when you point at a hat in between all the other clothes and toys he'd gotten (yes he went shopping alone, he's that obsessed) "Ah, that's a bucket hat!" you will your eye to stop twitching and take a deep breath knowing this is just your hormones making you act so pissy "Yes I know." your tone turns out to be colder than you'd anticipated but seeing him unfazed you continue, bringing your attitude down a notch, "Baby," your smile is forced as you look up at him, hand over your bump rubbing circles on it, "That looks like a fucking replica of Price's hat." A pause. A bark of laughter, "Holy shit! It fucking does!"

"At least, think about it cariño!" "We are not naming our child Price, Vargas, get yourself together!" idk i just have this headcanon that price and him became the best of buds

price obv became the godfather "Ha! Look at that! His fore'ead 's almost as big as yours!" "The fuck did you just say to me?" LMFAOOOO

(is it a headcanon or do i have to involve price everywhere because he's slowly taking over all of my thoughts?hm.)

honestly vargas always loved how cheeky you were but during your pregnancy you were a menace. He always masked it with a chuckle or a smile, knowing that it's just your hormones talking, but he was scared shitless.

After some time he got used to your attitude so much that he grew to love it, finding humor in your jabs and in turn that made you soften quicker, feeling bad about your behavior towards him, always showering him with kisses after (you don't know it but he manipulated you into being nice to him)

but yeah he also found it extremely hot and you noticed, so much so that when after you gave birth you'd always act a bit more bratty in bed just to rile him up<3

and yup he absolutely loved to take care of you and watch you and your belly grow- a healthy wife was a healthy child after all and he had to remind himself that you were pregnant each time he found himself behind you, squeezing and fondling your body saying how much he loved you like this-

"Alejandro!" your loud stepped echoed throughout the house, stomping down the stairs to find your husband sitting on the couch watching tv, legs spread and all, and if you weren't mad at him you'd jump him right at that moment. He stopped munching on his sandwich, turning to look at you with a startled expression, a wobbly grin forming in his mouth, "What is it, cariño?" his eyes momentarily snapped to your son, who was currently playing with his blocks on the carpet a few feet away from him- well, he seemed fine so what was the issue?

You clicked your tongue, feet dragging you right in front of him, and you snatched his sandwich to place it on the plate right next to him, "Hey!-" "Look at me!" you whined as you outstretched your arms and his eyebrows furrowed, "I am!". You sighed exasperated, and threw a leg over each thigh as you sat on him and he sputtered, surprised, hands coming to rest on your hips nonetheless. You let another dramatic groan as you let your forehead fall on his, "You did this to me,"

He grabbed the back of your head with one hand, fingers massaging your scalp as he tried to assess the situation "Cariño, I'm gonna be honest with you- I don't know what the fuck you're talking about," your hand shoved his shoulder playfully as you warned him "Not in front of Pedro," he raised his arms in defeat, and you sighed again "Look at what you did to my body, and don't tell me you don't remember shoving food down my throat for nine months or I will skin you alive." his posture relaxed a bit, hands resting on your thighs, a shit eating grin forming on his lips.

"I do remember doing that.. and so what? You look great, mi vida, so fucking sexy," his eyes roam your body, hands squeezing the supple skin of your thighs and you squirm on his lap "You asshole, you planned this didn't you?" you slapped his hand away when he tried to cup your breast and he licked his lips, eyes sparkling devilishly, tapping your lips with his finger twice "No swearing in front of the kid, remember?"

"Oh, you fu-". Pedro's gurgles of happiness as he studied both his parents stopped you from hitting your husband for the second time today, and instead your hand came down to pat his shoulder, smiling at your son innocently as Alejandro chuckled in your neck. "It's about time he ate," he cocked his head towards Pedro as he whispered, knowing full well the tantrum his son would throw if he heard him talk about food. You smiled softly as you nodded, momentarily amusing your son, for the five seconds he had his attention on you, with random silly faces, feeling accomplished when he gave the cutest huffed out laugh.

When you turned your head back to Alejandro, he was already looking at you, eyes filled with love and affection, hand coming up to caress your cheek and you leaned into his touch, sighing. "I love you."

"I love you," you whispered back, leaning in to press a kiss on his lips, his hum of appreciation clouding your mind " and thank you for taking care of me, baby," he smiled at that, really smiled, "Always, cariño." he stood up suddenly, his hands under your thighs holding you up, and you gasped, holding on to him for dear life as he twirled around with you in his arms, putting a show for your son as he maneuvered you both into the kitchen, laughter filling the house once again.

"We do need to go shopping though, because none of my clothes fit."

"You're welcome to walk around naked-Ouch!" he pouted as you flicked his forehead

♡ König ♡

oh, would you look at that, yet another cod character obsessed with you being pregnant!

no, seriously though, this big bear is loving you all round with his child inside you- god knows how many times he had to take care himself in the bathroom because he saw you doing some stupid yoga exercises in the morning, "Ah, bear there you are! Could you hold my legs up please?" You were trying to kill him, there was no other explanation.

I just know that König worries so much during your pregnancy, he once caught you bringing groceries alone and almost passed out (you weren't even showing yet). He forbade you from going out of the house alone, after that.

Goes with you to all your doctor's appointments, his leg bouncing repeatedly and you had to hold his hand so he'd stop fidgeting. "I'm sorry, which one of you is pregnant again?" Safe to say, könig didn't find the doctor funny, as he sat next to you, brooding silently.

And guess what, you were having twins!!! Now you were both nervous. And in the start of your third trimester, you were exhausted and it was taking a toll on your mental health. He once found you in the kitchen, sobbing because you couldn't even bend down to look in the oven, and it had taken him almost two hours to calm you down by which time he'd already shed some tears of his own. (He really hated seeing you this way)

"Liebling did you get your vitamins?" "You have to take your vitamins in two hours." "YOU FORGOT THEM?!! CALL THE DOCTOR!". "König it's fine-"

Always makes runs to the store if you ask for something specific, making sure you get your fill at whatever you were craving, he's literally perfect

Almost had a panic attack cause he couldn't find your hospital bag when he wanted to add more stuff in it. You almost shit your pants as he came running to you, stumbling over his feet, and you calmly explained to him that it was literally under the bed. "Ah, right!" :D LMFAOO

Loves giving you belly rubs and kisses, cuddle time is much more frequent, with him always being the big spoon, saying how he wants to be able to hug you and your children at the same time, his hands draped over your body, as he laid kisses on your hair softly "Goodnight, my loves.."

Ghost and Soap came by one day to drop off some early gifts for the little ones and König almost tackled them to the ground bc he thought they were intruders help💀 you stayed mad at him for one week after that

MY MAN IS STRESSED, he swears these 9 months took 10 years off his life at the least

You and König were in a bit of a.. disagreement to say the least. It was a couple of months after you gave birth to two healthy baby girls, and you were starting to feel a little.. self-concious. The weight you'd gained after you carried two people inside of you for nine months, was quite the difference to how your body looked before that. And you still didn't know how to feel about it.

Well, one thing you knew was how your husband felt, though. During your pregnancy you could count on your fingers the time you've been intimate with each other, not even going all the way, ever. At first you thought it was because of how stressed the both of you had been- that there was no time for that. But then you'd been woken up countless times in the middle of the night, hearing König's sighs and moans coming from the bathroom, and you'd close your eyes shut each time, biting your lip to stop yourself from crying. Of course he didn't like you like this.

So that's why you were looking at gym classes on your laptop when König came in the room, and he frowned when you told him what you were looking at. He started pouting, trying to talk you out of it saying the time you're going to spend at the gym is gonna steal precious time from him and your daughters. That's how you got here, now both of you standing as you argued.

"The girls are only eight months old! I don't understand why you need to do this."

"Because I want to, König! I don't like how I look anymore- I don't feel like myself-" your voice broke as you spoke and it was as if a switch flipped inside Konig's mind as he walked to you, towering above you and you shifted in your feet, suddenly nervous. Without a word, he grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the office, walking with big strides to the bathroom, where he placed you in front of him, both of you looking at your reflections in the mirror.

You knew where he was going with this and you scoffed, turning to leave but his arms on your shoulders kept you in place. "I don't know what brought this on, liebling, and I will support whatever you decide to do. But.. I need you to know that I love you, and you should love yourself too. You just gave birth not long ago, it is natural-" he got cut off as you wiggled yourself out of his grasp, hand coming up to rub at your arm nervously "Don't lie to me, König. Not now."

You made the mistake to look up at him, seeing his eyebrows pulled together, a look of distress painting his face "What? I'm not- I would never-"

"Just, stop. I know you've been... taking care of yourself this past year," you trail off, not knowing how to go about with this, and seeing his look of recognition, his ears turning pink gave you the proof you needed "..and I don't blame you! I understand, just don't stand there and lie to me just to make me feel better."

You watched as he stumbled backward, blinking rapidly as he processed your words.

"My love.. what do you expect me to do with you walking around the house with just my shirts and no pants on, for the entire 9 months you were pregnant?" you didn't know how to answer that, so you just stared at him dumbly and he smiled shyly, "I didn't want to bother you with that, liebling.. Besides, what do you think I was thinking about each time I.. touched myself? It was always you. You and how absolutely delicious you'd look everyday, my pretty angel." you got so lost in his words that you didn't notice that he'd walked up to you, backing you up against the counter and you gasped, "But... don't you miss... how I was before?"

He seemed to ponder at your question for a moment, tilting his head cutely to the side and then bent down to grab you by the back of your thighs to place you on the counter, brushing his lips against yours. "Nope," he grinned "Why would I think about how you were before.. when this is how you look right now?" he hissed, hands roaming your sides, rubbing, savoring.

He squeezed the soft skin of your plush belly slightly and he let out a low moan, hips grinding up against your body "So fucking sexy... and all mine. My perfect wife." you whimpered, placing your legs around his waist, "If you don't take me to bed right now, I'll lose all the weight I've gained and mor-" you gasped at the speed in which he pressed you flush against his body, walking towards your shared bedroom while he placed open mouthed kisses on your neck, and he growled in warning "Don't you dare."

.

.

"I mean, unless that's what you want to do-"

"Shut up and kiss me."

"Yes ma'am!" :D

♡ John price ♡

let me just start of by saying no matter how much price loves having you pregnant, he also loves getting you pregnant (i'm sorry i had to)

like you can't tell me that this man doesn't have the biggest breeding kink to ever exist, and when you finally told him you want to start a family with him- he had to sit down,

kept staring at you with that wide eyed puppy look of his, and that was the first time ever that you heard price stutter in your entire life "A-are you sure? That's a big step.. No! No, no no, I do want to, it's just-"

how was he supposed to tell you that while you were talking about how you'd have to renovate the guest room and turn it into a baby room, the color of the walls, he could only think of bending you over right then and there and filling you up till you were crying for more. DAMN ANYWAY I GOT SIDETRACKED OK

but yes ok let's just say that the baby making part is done so i could continue with the actual request- thank you brain

"Fuck," you bit your lip harshly, hand coming up to rest on your forehead as you looked at yourself in the mirror. It was quite a sad sight actually, your old jeans reaching just under the middle of your thigh and you suddenly felt a huge lump on your throat. How could you let this happen? "Fuck."

In truth, you weren't that bummed about gaining weight, you got pregnant, you had a human being inside of you for nine months, and now that devil is out of you- you're still sporting those extra pounds. It was all natural and you knew it. But fuck, did it made you feel like utter shit. The fact that you gave birth, and you still had this reminder of the near hell you've been through, all the stretch marks that were formed on your skin for life, but now the weight too? You wanted your old body back.

You bit the inside of your cheek as you tugged the clothing off your legs harshly, almost bursting in tears when you couldn't get them off your legs the first time seeing as you were tugging them off like a mad woman. You heaved as you finally got them off, throwing them next to the rest of the pile on the floor, pausing before you got to grab the next pair once you heard the bedroom door open as a satisfied chuckle filled the room.

"She's out. Ava's Out cold, love. I bet this time she ain't gonna wake up once, I tell you!" John's voice was high pitched and giddy, and you smiled so hard your cheeks hurt, momentarily forgetting your earlier thoughts as you turned to face him, rolling your eyes as you saw him lean on the door behind him, arms crossed, eyes crinkling and mouth grinning.

He eyed you up and down, in all your 4-day shirt and granny underwear glory "What's this then? If I knew you missed me that much, hon', I'd insinuated this way earlier but-" his words trailed off as he noticed the pile of clothes on the floor and he frowned, pushing himself in an upright position as he walked to you, holding his hand out in question "You doin' laundry? Why didn't you let me know, I would have-"

"I'm not doing laundry, baby, I'm throwing these out." his hands snaked around your waist once he stood in front of you and his eyebrows rose, head tilting to study the pile on the floor once more, "You're jokin'. Whatever the fuck for?" you laughed at that leaning in to give his bearded cheek a kiss as he hummed, ultimately giving you time to think of an excuse, "They just don't look good anymore.." You didn't look good anymore-

John scoffed, untangling himself from your embrace to pick up a pair of pants from the floor, "Now that's a load of shit, love," he stretched out the material as if analyzing it, nodding to himself once the image of you in them entered his mind "Cause I know for a fact that your bum looks great in 'em" he maneuvered around you to lay a slap on your ass and you yelped, giggling into his mouth as he pressed you up against him- the clothing thrown back down long ago- "What's this really about, hm?"

You sighed, leaning your head on his chest as he engulfed you in his arms, "I'm not how I was... before Ava." you felt his hum rumble deep from his chest, and it did sound understanding but most of all it sounded... appreciative. "Go on.." his hands slid down your back to your curves, to then rest on your ass, squeezing the flesh in his palms, pushing you against him as he laid kisses on your temple, his beard grazing your skin.

"A-and well..." your train of thought lost as you felt his bulge press up against your lower belly through his pants, and you swallowed harshly. "And my pants don't fucking fit 'nd I'm just gonna throw them out-" once again, you felt his chuckle before you heard it, and you raised your head to look at him, brows furrowing, a pout forming on your lips. "Ts alright love, you'll get new pairs, we'll go shoppin' tomorrow if you want-" you clicked your tongue, pushing yourself away from him slightly as you sighed, annoyed.

Annoyed at yourself for even feeling this type of way, annoyed that you couldn't explain your feelings to him without embarassing yourself, annoyed that he thought you cared for some fucking pants.

"I don't care about that-" the way you hissed out the words was ice cold and you immediately felt bad as his eyebrows shot up, his hands squeezing your sides, not letting you go just yet. You rolled your tongue over your teeth as you avoided his gaze, seemingly finding interest in a loose thread handing from the side of his shirt, hand coming up to tug it loose but he grabbed your hand in his, bringing it up to his lips to press a kiss on your knuckles. "Hey.. darlin', look at me."

Suddenly all previous feelings came rushing down as you looked up at him, eyes glossy and chin already wobbling and he tutted, cooing down at you as he let your hand go to grasp both of your cheeks in his palms, thumbs caressing your skin as you sniffled, your own hands snaking around his back tightly.

"Now, if I'm mistaken at any point, you can stop me an' tell me to go to hell, but don't yell too loud so we don't wake up the lil' one, yeah?" john rasped out, smiling softly, as you cracked a smile at his attempt to lighten up the mood, "Right.. well how do I say this.. I'm fuckin' pissed love." your mouth parted as you gaped at him, brows furrowing even more as you stared at his pretty eyes, "That's all my work you're hatin' on!!" he grumbled, placing a kiss on your nose and you stared at him, baffled. Huh?

"This is... about your body.." he waited for your soft nod before continuing "..not looking the same, right?" you nodded again and he scoffed, "How. dare. you." he softly patted your cheeks with his palms on either side of your face at each word, his eyes stern as he looked down at you and you couldn't help but giggle again, "John!-"

"No, no. How could you, ay? 've been feeding you for months and now you're sayin' you don't like your body anymore?" he clicked his tongue, hands sliding down to hold both your arms shaking your body back and forth lightly , "This body h's given birth to Ava, to our daughter, can you believe that? You, you did that. And now you wanna hate on it? Give yourself a break love, please." his words were so genuine, you could see it in his face, how his brows were furrowed, eyes showing how hurt he was by the whole ordeal and your heart clenched.

"Not to mention, I really was feedin' ya like everyday was the last day you were ever allowed to eat, wasn't I?" you barked out a laugh at that, and he joined you, letting his forehead fall on your own, "You really were.." he chuckled deeply, squeezing you harder in his arms that it was almost impossible to breathe. "You have to know that I don't care about any of that, right?" you smiled and leaned in to kiss him,

"Now I do.." he almost missed you mutter those words as they were said into his lips but he didn't. He heard them. And the gasp he let out was way too dramatic, and you laughed it off, "Don't tell me-! You- you thought- you thought I didn't find you attractive?" he boomed and you had to shush him, barely able to contain your laughter as you told him to shut up hurriedly.

Next thing you realize, you're upside down, thrown over his shoulder as he slaps your ass, setting you down on the bed not a second later and you gasp, as he crawls on top of you, eyes dark and primal. Oh, shit. Oh, fuck.

"You asked for this, love. 'S Time I reminded m'wife how much I love her and her beautiful body, hm?"

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this isn't even what anon asked for but I got way into this and I couldn't stop

[peppermint-toads]

𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 there are so many könig x pregnant reader drafts in my docs lmk if you want like a mini series

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 könig x pregnant reader, morning sickness but no actual vomiting, established relationship, semi-gross food combos

𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 you take down your giant husband with your pregnancy meals

When König walked through the door, his nose rosy from the cold weather, he immediately scanned the home for signs of you. His twelve week pregnant wife.

He heard the television crackling from the living room, playing one of those old movies you liked to watch with those old hollywood accents he couldn’t quite understand.

“What are you doing, meine liebe?” He asked in the sweetest tone, leaning on the wooden door frame behind where you sat on the couch. When he approached you, he saw the half empty bowl sitting in front of you on the coffee table, and he grimaced.

“Having a snack.” You responded idly, focusing on the movie.

Sure, König was used to pretty bland, not so great food. And he was a tough guy, built to withstand the worst conditions. But when he saw the unique combination you’d decided on for the night he nearly started sweating.

“Well,” you started excitedly. “This is bowtie pasta with vegenaise and ranch seasoning, oh! Grape tomatoes, too.”

Regular mayonnaise was a big no, as you’d discovered early into your pregnancy when König had made you a sandwich that had instantly made you puke your guts out.

“And these are pickled jalapeños, and those are just maraschino cherries. Wanna bite?” You asked him with a precious little hopeful glint in your eyes, and he couldn’t refuse. It was his sperm making you eat like that, anyways.

“Okay,” he agreed hesitantly with a nervous smile. Maybe it would taste better than it looked.

He rounded the couch and took a seat next to you, taking the bowl from your slightly outstretched hands. He shoved a heaping spoonful into his mouth, not really thinking too much about it.

His eyes watered as he opened his mouth to lie to you and tell you it was delicious and ask how you came up with such a thing. And he shook his head, trying to dispel the flavors from his tongue.

He was running to the sink before you could even blink, spitting the bite out into it and running the faucet over his mouth.

“König, honey I’m sorry.” You couldn’t help the giggle that caught in your throat as you rubbed your hand consolingly over his back. “You didn’t have to try it!”

“I thought maybe it would taste better than it looked!” He grunted in defense, bracing his elbows on the edge of the counter. He looked comically large hunched over the kitchen sink with spit running down his chin.

He stood, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and taking a deep, shuddery breath.

“I am just happy you are eating.”

And he really was. You’d been having such a tough time with morning sickness that he was just thrilled you could eat better again.

“Can I make it up to you? I’ll make anything you want for dinner. Just name it and I’ll run to the store—”

He herded you back to the couch with a shake of his head.

“You must rest now, meine liebe.”

[gremlingottoosilly]

könig X emotional pregnant reader when the baby shower cake doesn't have a colour ?

Konig fucked up. To his grace, he didn't really think it would be such a big deal - the whole gender reveal party (which consists of literally just you and him, your freshly kidnapped self not allowed to have friends, and Konig not having anyone who he would trust with his pregnant darling free at the moment) was kind of his idea. A way to make you feel a bit less tense about the whole getting pregnant thing. He knows you're still overly emotional about the whole kidnapping thing - you were almost hysterical when you took the test, squeezing his hand and almost punching him. He let you punch him because he kinda deserved it - for that dumb smile on his face, not able to hide his excitement. He actually knocked you up. Made you his. Konig was excited the whole week after the doctor's visit - he was having a boy, a little runt who would be just like him and would, hopefully, turn out to be half as pretty as his mom. Konig never thought he would even want to have children, still terrified at the thought of being like his father - but he stares at your empty, scared face and knows that having a kid would mean one very sweet thing. He won. Over you, your tears, and your attempts at escaping. Forced his way into your life and made you unable to leave. Fucking sweet. So, he kinda fucked up on this one. Wrote to a bakery and ordered a small gender-reveal cake. Went on a short rescue mission in another city and completely forgot about the filling. By the time the bakery broke his phone with calls about almost missing a cake picking-up deadline, he had decided it wouldn't really matter. But, oh, it did. With you - his precious, adorable, the prettiest wife in the world - hysterically sobbing on his chest, thinking you're going to give birth to an invisible baby. He tried to correct you, saying that if this was the case, he wouldn't have brought you cake - but at this point, you became hormonally violent and tried to choke him. Again. God, he didn't know that kidnapping a wife would lead to this. By the time you finally realized that he just kind of revealed you have a son on your own, it was too late not to punch him a few more times. He took it like a good boy - let you get all of your anger out on him like you can actually hurt him with this. He kissed your anger away afterwards, letting you eat most of the cake and then licked the crumbs off your lips like a gross dog. You are still not sure about the whole having a baby thing, but at least you could delegate all the efforts of buying boys' clothes to Konig.

[random0lover]

Oh god I’m crying

This was so beautiful and sweet and I can honestly just imagine Melissa looking down smiling at them 🥺 it sucks that’s she couldn’t be there but I’m glad Amy has a loving family.

And the twins? I’ve always loved the idea of Simon being a twin dad and I’m so glad you did that, and their names are so cute! Naming them after some of the most important people in their life is so sweet and when soap ran and hugged Simon it made me laugh while I was crying 🥹

Getting to see Simon so happy and in love is just one of my most favorite things ever and honestly domestic 141 is literally the key to my heart right now.

But thank you for this absolutely beautiful story… I can honestly say that it’s one of my most favorite works I’ve ever read on this app and I can’t wait for the epilogue!

Oh and what we did to Keller? That was so fucking bad ass literally had me over here celebrating 🥳

And they were Rommates (ending)

warnings: EVERYTHING? MATURE CONTENT DEATH ALL OF IT.

this is an edning... the epilogue will be coming, and i'm working on the epub version.

The next few days were exhausting. Amy was going through a lot. She refused to do anything or go anywhere if she wasn't with you or Simon. You completely understood it. You had already decided to make an appointment with a therapist for her, hopefully helping her deal with her fear. 

You had gone through some serious meetings, voicing out your anger. Hopkins was under investigation. His incompetence had to be stopped. 

All the while at home it was a frenzy. You had moved into Simon's room, leaving your room to Amy. She had a hard time being alone, she'd often sleep in your bed with Simon, or you and Simon would have to rush to her bedroom in the middle of the night. 

Price had offered to watch over her one night so you could rest, but it had been automatic. As soon as the little whimpering was heard, Simon had jumped off the bed, waking you up in the process. You instantly ran after him, quickly knowing what it was all about. Price had sighed, giving up, there was nothing keeping you and Simon away from the child.

She had become the center of your and Simon's attention. And the weeks passed. Time trying to heal the wounds. Amy had started therapy, it seemed to help a bit, she agreed to sleep in her new bedroom and as a compromise she knew that she could at any time join your room if she was scared. Simon had pouted, he adored being able to sleep with his two favorite girls. 

As Amy started to accept her new bedroom, the boys had decided to start the makeover. Price and Simon had been extremely focused on it. The girl now had a princess room, pinks whites and drapes. Everyone had offered princesses dresses that she kept as a collection. It was during one of the moments where almost everyone was working in the bedroom that the little girl came to you to ask something. 

"Y/N… i miss mama… do you think… she lookin at me?" 

You felt a little pinch in your heart. You had remembered the funeral. A horrible moment for you and her. You'd still very often take her to Melissa's grave where you had decided to keep fresh flowers as often as possible. 

"I know you miss mama. I miss her too… and I know… for sure, that she's looking over you. She's proud of you. I'm absolutely sure of it." 

You had caressed her cheek, as she leant in, climbing to your lap to hug you. 

The week passed, yes. And things slowly changed. Soap and Margo had decided to move in together, a house really close to yours. Konig and Grim were sharing an apartment two streets away. Price had asked Liz to move in with him, deciding that time wasn't worth wasting. Gaz had decided to move in with Richard and Aquila right in front, the three becoming quickly inseparable. The house felt a bit empty. Although they'd often pass by, at least three times a week and every weekend. 

Amy had learnt about your pregnancy. First she looked really happy, excited even. For a few days she looked sad, you had tried to talk to her and had cried when she asked if you'd replace her with the new baby. You had of course comforted her, that she was part of the family and absolutely nothing would replace her. 

She wouldn't call you mom. And you didn't want her to nor would you force her. You'd accept it if she desired to. But her mother was Melissa. You were aunty, Y/N, sparrow. And Simon was ghost, ghosty or Simon. It was perfect like this. 

The pregnancy was going well. At 14 weeks, you had started to show quite well. Simon was obsessed with you. It was hard to keep your hands off of each other. Truly. Amy had accepted to go to the mall with the team, you had remained home with him. 

You felt warm. Horny. And he kept looking at you possessively, as if you were the most precious delectable thing on earth. 

"Simon… you're staring." You teased, feeling how wet you were. 

"How could I not? You're stunning. I want to make you mine…" he growled, slowly stepping towards you. 

You had frowned, looking at your swollen stomach before teasing him again. 

"Wait. Didn't you already?" 

You had giggled as he tackled you softly on the couch, kissing you deeply. You had moaned very quickly. 

"What was that? Do you want me darling?" He took his chance to tease you back. 

You whined, kissing again, tasting him and moaning. Clothes were long gone, pulling and scratching to finally feel the skin to skin. It was more than a craving. It was a necessity, a comfort. It felt intense. Passionate. 

"Simon please…" 

He had chuckled. He still loved teasing you. He'd finger you slowly. Lowering himself to drop soft kisses to your belly, making you giggle through moans. Kisses traveled to your tender breast, mouth licking and sucking at your sensitive nipples. 

"Simon..!" You whined again. 

"So impatient…" he chuckled. 

"Don't tease a pregnant woman!" You pouted. 

"My apologies…" he added with a grin. 

He positioned himself in between your legs, tip playing with your clit, making you moan more, desperation creeping on you. 

"You alright?" 

You nodded, biting your lip, feeling the tip at your entrance, slowly pushing in. You felt amazing, the stretch and fullness almost immediately responding to your raging hormones. Simon's groans and grunts only added to your desperation. He was slow, deep. He'd rarely fuck you roughly now, too scared to hurt you or the baby, thought he'd be glad to give in if you felt comfortable enough. Hands on him, lips dancing, you felt yourself wanting to cry at the intensity of your pleasure. He softly wiped the tears, dropping kisses to your cheeks, and neck. 

"Lieutenant…" 

You were close. So close. It edged you, torturing you. He increased the pace, feeling himself get closer and closer. 

"Fuck… so pretty… round with my baby…" 

God… he was so proud of it. You felt it, in the way he fucked, kissed you, gazed upon you. 

"You're mine … all mine." 

You were. Eternally. Foreheads touching, you felt yourself ready to burst. 

"Are you going to cum… huh? You gonna cum with me baby?" 

You whimpered, tears streaming. Close. So close. 

"Fuck… mine. All mine…" he growled. 

"Simon… ple…please… gonna… cuuum.." 

"Cum for me… cum with me… fuck… marry me…" 

Tipping over the edge, orgasm hitting you like an avalanche, you were exactly sure you heard it. You felt him cum, lips biting your neck softly, making sure to leave a mark. 

Your high was slowly coming down, panting and heart stammering. He braced himself not to fall on you, but he remained hidden in your neck. You smiled to yourself. He probably was mortified to have asked it, especially like that. 

"Yes …" you let out through your panting. 

He had slowly gotten up, looking at you, wide eyed. 

"Yes. I'll marry you." You added. 

He had smirked, letting out a small laugh. 

"Fuck yes. Miss Riley." 

You had joined him in his laugh, loving looks and kisses making you melt into each other. 

The news had spread like a wildfire. Everyone was already battling for a place in the wedding party. Simon had lost patience, threatening that you'd elope if they kept bickering. You were impatient. You wanted it. He had noticed it. You had walked home one day, after a shopping session with Liz and bishop that cornered you to buy a dress. Walking into the garden to a surprise wedding. Flowers and fairy lights. Amy ran to you, white little princess dress, Simon in a suit. You almost fell out of place until bishop had reminded you of the dress you had bought. It wasn't a wedding dress, but it was stunning and comfortable. And you were heavily pregnant. 

Simon had teared up, Kate had walked you down to him, Price patting him in the back. To your biggest surprise, all your friends were officing. Apparently they had all decided to get certified and marry you. You had cried. Simon simply looked at you like you were the world. Everything. And you looked at him like he was your hero, the rest of your existence. 

Amy was thrilled to bring the rings, the kiss making everyone cheer. Madame Riley. Miss Riley. Simon kept whispering it to you. Like a prayer. Trying to realize it. 

The whole base knew by morning. Soap really couldn't shut up. But god did it make you happy to hear the recruits greet you with a 'good morning Miss Riley'.

Your next ultrasound was scheduled early, Price and Amy coming with you as Simon had to be on base. He had pouted all week for not being able to go, you had promised to come see him immediately after. 

The nurse walked in as you laid down on the table. Price sat next to you on a chair, Amy on his lap. 

"Well, good afternoon, Miss Riley. How are you feeling?" 

"Swollen. Huge. But I'm fine." You joked. 

"Well, it should be soon!" 

You frowned. 

"Soon? I'm only in my second trimester." 

He frowned too before relaxing. 

"Oh, well every pregnancy is different. Sometimes the babies like to be comfy."

"Are you saying I'm too big?" You teased, a hint of annoyance. 

The cold gel made you shiver. The ultrasound started, everything was fine until the nurse froze, eyes squinting at the screen. 

"Is something wrong? If there's something wrong, tell me. Now." You panicked. 

"It's hum… it's nothing bad. Don't worry. But I have to check something with the doctor alright?" 

Price rose, Amy in his arms, stepping closer to you. 

"Price…" you looked at him, worry in your voice. 

"It's alright. Breathe. Don't start panicking, it's probably nothing." He said, a warm signature smile on his lips. 

The doctor had walked in, greeting you, taking his turn on the ultrasound. 

"Alright… so. Here." He started pointing at the screen. "We can see a head, and here… is a second head." 

You blinked. What? 

"Two? Twins?" Price asked. 

"Exactly. Which would explain why you look so far along. It explains your recent blood test as well. It seems to be fraternal twins." 

"What… does that mean?" You frowned. 

"They don't share a placenta. They're not identical twins." He explained with a smile. 

You let out a breath you were holding. It was nothing. Just twins. JUST TWINS?! 

"OH GOD…PRICE." 

He chuckled, Amy understood the situation and she cheered, so happy that two babies were joining the family. 

The way to base was a rush of anxiety. How were you going to break the news to Simon? How was he going to react? 

"Y/N. Calm down love. It's going to be alright." Price said with a soothing voice. 

You took a deep breath. It was going to be ok. 

The team was already waiting when Price parked the car. Everyone was there, Kate included. 

You had stepped out of the car, getting Amy from her car seat as she wiggled in your arms, impatient to run to Simon. Price stood next to you, winking at you before turning towards the team with you. Yes. Breaking the news. Amy ran to Simon, screaming, screeching like an adorable banshee. 

"THERE'S TWO BABIES!!!" 

Price burst out laughing as you closed your eyes, absolutely hating Soap for spending so much time with Amy and Tyler. You opened them back when the team let out surprised happy noises while Simon looked at you with wide eyes, Amy already climbing out of his arms to run to Tyler. You walked to him as he stepped towards you. 

"Two? Two babies?" He repeated. 

"Yes… twins… " you answered with a comforting smile. 

He looked panicked. He opened his mouth to say something but stopped. Price cleared his throat, gaining his attention. 

"Simon. Your wife is waiting for you to say something." 

"Hum… yes. It's very good news. Of course darling… will… will I be up to the task?" He said, worried. 

"Oh… Simon. Of course. We'll be together…I'm scared too…" you confessed. 

"You don't need to. Look around you two." Price added. 

The team looked at you. 

"There's a whole village with you. You're not alone." He concluded. 

He was right. You weren't alone. Not one second. Simon seemed to relax. He held you in his arms, close to him. 

"You're amazing bunny… simply amazing… I'm in awe at you…" he whispered. 

You blushed, biting your lip. 

"We're going to make it… it'll be fine." You whispered back. 

"Damn LT… two right in the first try… you need to stop the caffeine." Soap joked.

Simon groaned, slowly turning his head to soap to send him a death glare as the team burst out laughing. 

Two babies. If the team was already obsessive with your pregnancy before now it was a hundred times worse. You couldn't catch any alone time. Picking up something wasn't even possible, gaz or soap or Liz running to help you. 

"I am not handicapped!" You snapped. 

You were closely watched. The pregnancy wasn't too risky but perhaps the fear that something might happen to lieutenant Riley's wife and babies was enough to set the whole base alight. It was definitely enough to have two doctors following the pregnancy and check-in on you regularly. 

You were getting pissed. Annoyed. You wanted to breathe a bit. The weeks passed, the first kicks that had Simon glued to you, feeling each little push of your belly. You'd find him close to your stomach, whispering to the two little beings inside. 

In the middle of your third trimester, stress and anxiety mixed with impatience. Simon was running around preparing the nursery, price and soap helping. Causing Simon to often get annoyed at the Scottish man. 

You also had let your nerves get the best of you.

"No! I'm going to the park with Amy and Riley. And I do not need a babysitter. That's enough!" 

"But… Y/N…" gaz tried. 

"Gaz. You're a sweetheart, but I will snap at the next person who doesn't let me wash the dishes or GET A CUP OF WATER ON MY OWN." 

He had nodded as you finally sighed. 

"Sorry…" 

"I understand. You need some time to breathe. It's probably stressful already without having us smoldering you at all times." He said with a smile. 

You sniffed, nodding a bit. 

"Alright, alright. But be careful, keep your phone on you." 

You rolled your eyes but agreed. 

Taking Amy to the park was a good moment to rest your mind. Amy enjoyed running around and playing with the rest of the children. A small cafe had an open terrasse, right in the children's playground for children's parents. You hummed at the chocolate cake in front of you and juice in your cup. You glanced at Amy running around, Riley had decided to remain with her, keeping an eye on her. 

You phone vibrated, grabbing your attention. Kate was calling. 

"Hello?" You answered. 

"Where are you?" She asked in a rush. 

"Calm down. I'm at the park with Amy." You answered slightly annoyed. 

"Y/N. Keller is on base. He's here to grab the rest of his stuff." She let out, worried. 

You sighed. Would you ever be at peace?

"I'm fine. Don't worry. I'm in public, the idiot won't try anything. If he does, he won't get far." You answered. 

"I'm sending Simon and Price to you." She warned. 

"Fine!" You let out, hanging up. 

Her phone call was a premonition. A warning that would foreshadow him. You looked up as Keller walked to you, taking the seat in front of you, cup in front of him. 

"So he knocked you up huh?" He spoke with a disgusted grin on his lips. 

You smiled. You were oddly relaxed. Yes. 

"Indeed. Twins. A boy, and a girl." You stated as if you were talking to a long lost friend. 

"You ruined my life. My career." 

"You did all the work. I have no credit." You answered, taking a bite of the cake. God it was amazing you had been craving it for the last hour. 

"I'm not going to let you get away with it!"

You chuckled. Looking intensely behind him, making him look back. Perfect timing. 

"Listen Keller. I'm going to give you one chance. To walk away." You said, steady, threatening tone. He turned back to you. 

"I'm not afraid of you." 

"You should. Especially now. I'm pregnant. With Amy. Alone. And you're trying to threaten me. It's possibly the stupidest thing you could do." 

"And what are you going to do? Throw cake at me? I'm too close to you. No one will manage to help you on time." He took a long gulp of his drink. 

"I'm not the one who needs help. Long ago you treated me like an enemy. You know what I'm capable of. Especially after everything I've been through. I grew." You said. 

He frowned. Confused. 

"Let me explain it to you." You started, cleaning your hands on your napkin. "You know. At first, I was all alone. Kept in a little cage, where Kate would come see me once in a while. I'd go to base, where people would be weary of me. Too far from the people I once knew. 

I've gone through a lot. I lost, I loved. I met him. 

He walked into my life with that skull mask like an actual ghost." You laughed softly to yourself 

"It was hard. But it was worth it. He was worth it. He became everything to me. The way he loves me… is beyond what I'd ever deserve. He ran in, with his team behind him and nested in my heart where I gladly kept them there. I wasn't lonely anymore. And I was lucky enough to be loved by him. 

He became everything you know?" You inquired like this was a perfectly normal conversation. 

"He is my morning, noon, and night… the smile, the cries. He made me queen of his realm and I turned him into my god. 

I lost so. DAMN. Much." Anger coated your voice now. 

"I still remember her laugh every time I see that little girl run around." You turned your head to watch Amy play with the neighborhood's kids. Keller opened his mouth to say something but you quickly interrupted. 

"You better let me finish." You threatened. 

"I have been through so much shit. You've beat me up. I was kidnapped. Almost killed. I lost him for a split second and it was the most painful thing I've ever had to live. I've lost Melissa, taken in that little girl. I… I got pregnant." Your voice is laced with something you didn't ever expect to experience in your life. Your hand stroked the roundness of your belly where two little souls were aching to meet the world. 

"Tell me Keller." You asked. "Do you think that after all of this… after all I've gone through… the betrayal by the people of this base who should have kept it safe, I'd walk around… with my precious Amy, pregnant, without safety?" 

"Ha… you talking about that dog?" He chuckled darkly looking at Riley who laid near the playground watching Amy. 

You chuckled darkly as well. 

"Oh no… no. I've realized that I can't bear to lose them. My family. So. How's that drink of yours?" You grinned. 

He looked taken aback before suddenly opening his eyes wide. 

"You know, a woman created a poison, completely untraceable, she sold it in a bottle of perfume for women who wanted to kill their abusive husbands. Of course. It took a while to figure out the recipe, it was so many decades ago, but… I got it. I've decided I won't let anyone else threaten me and my family. Ever. " Your eyes had filled with a determination, a will that promised raging wars and death. 

"Y/N!" You heard. 

You smiled, glancing back. Simon rushed to you, Price and Liz not too far. 

"Hi my love." You greeted him, with a soft smile. 

"Are you alright?!" He worried, glancing darkly at Keller. 

"I'm fine, I'm fine." You smiled up at him, hugging his hand. 

"What did you give me?!" Keller panicked, his face growing red. 

"I gave you warnings. I gave you a chance. And you decided to ignore them." You finally said, standing up. You dropped some money on the table, the waitress not too far. 

"Miss… I think you should call the med bay. The gentleman seems to be having an allergic reaction." You faked a worried voice. 

You called on Amy, Riley following her as she ran to you. Simon held you to him walking back to the rest of the team. 

"What happened?" 

"He tried to threaten me. I decided I had enough. I have too much to lose to be a little bird." You explained, a wide smile on your face. 

He picked up Amy, hugging her tightly. He had a wicked grin under his mask.

"That's my wife."

You were unsure of what happened to Keller. Kate had kept it secret from you and you hadn't tried to search. You didn't care. It was too close to your due date, and you felt like you'd explode any second. It made you irritable. Very. The only ones who seemed to be perfectly safe from it were Amy and Price. Poor Simon tried his best to soothe your anger bursts, and he mostly managed. 

You paced around, restlessly. You remembered how the doctor said walking would help with the labor. You wanted them out. Without offending the babies, you wanted them out. 

"Darling, breathe. You'll tire yourself." Simon spoke from the kitchen, making the rest of the team chuckle. 

"Tell your kids to get out then. I feel like a whale. My feet are swollen and I constantly need to pee." You said with annoyance. 

"If they're as stubborn as you, you might have to wait a little while." He teased. 

You wanted to laugh, but the annoyed part of you also wanted to flip him off. 

"Listen here Simon Riley, this is your fault because you can't keep your hands to yourself and wear protection, so God help me I-" 

It felt wet. Very. You gasped, the room turning silent. Amy let out a 'ew' as soap let out a little 'i'm gonna be sick…'. 

You straightened yourself, taking a deep breath. Simon was frozen, wide eyed, awaiting for orders. 

"Simon, please get the bags. Price, could you drive us to the hospital? I'm unsure my husband is responding to outside stimulus right now." 

"Absolutely, let's go." 

The way to the hospital was chaos. The entry to the hospital was chaos. Squad 141 and your team, Amy, and Tyler running around Kate showed up to a wreck of a waiting room. 

"Ok every one shut it." Kate ordered. "First of all if you want to stay here, all of you, you better behave. Y/N my love, we got you a private room upstairs, the team can wait in a secluded area, but only if you want to." She said in a much softer voice. 

You felt the begining of contractions. You winced. 

"They can stay. But please be quiet." You let out through gritted teeth. 

It took hours. Hours and hours. The more time passed, the more tired you felt. Simon had gone into a full panic. Kate and bishop tried to reassure him, first pregnancies could take time. 

"Simon…" you tried through pain.

He rushed to your side, holding your hand. 

"I'm ok, calm down… listen… I need you to go get the nurses…" 

"What?!" 

"No, calm down… the baby… one of them… is coming. Right. Now." 

He gasped before rushing out in panic to call… pretty much the whole hospital. 

An hour later.  You were finally able to witness the father of your children, hugging the little babies against him. He had taken his mask off, looking at your children with wonder and love. 

You were exhausted. It has been painful… exhausting. But fuck it was worth it. 

"We haven't found any names yet Simon…" you whispered. 

He looked up. Smiling brightly at you. 

"Oh my bunny… you did amazing… you're my warrior… anything you want, anything." 

You smiled to yourself rolling your eyes. 

"I'm serious. Look. Fuck… look. You gave me everything. You've made me the happiest man alive… before I stepped into that appartement, hating the fact I had to share a living space. Falling face to face with a little bunny like girl…" 

You chuckled. 

"I thought I was done. Just a soldier. A ghost. Killer, torturer… a monster not worth loving. You took me, loved me, showed me sympathie… you've… handled me through my bullshit… fuck. You gave me a chance. You've shown me I wasn't alone… I had a family, you gave me beautiful babies… I owe it all to you."

Tears burned your eyes as if you hadn't cried enough. 

"Simon… I Love you. More than anything. Thank you… for giving me a home." You whispered. 

"I love you. To hell and back." 

You chuckled. 

"So… names?" You tried again. 

"Anything my love, tell me what you have in mind." 

You smirked. 

"Well…" 

The next day, the team was allowed to visit. Simon had forbidden them to even try to come by during the first 24h real hours. 

"Hiiii!" Soap half yelled. 

"Shhuuuuuu" the group said. 

A little 'sorry' was heard from the poor boy. The babies were laying in their little cribs, both sleeping. Everyone surrounded them, Simon immediately standing to a protective stance. Amy in Price's arms stared in awe at the babies. 

"Amy, my monkey…" 

Price walked to you, dropping the little girl on the bed next to you. She hurried to hug you. 

"How are you my little monkey, you enjoy spending time with grandpa? I'm sorry you had to stay-" 

"It's ok, I had fun with grandpa and soap! They played princesses with me" she said with a big smile. 

"What do you think of the babies?" You asked softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

"I'm really happy… I have two little cousins. They're cute." She said, eyes gleaming. 

"I'm really happy my love… I hope you know that you'll always be my little monkey." 

"I know" she hugged you tight. 

"Soap, keep touching their little hats and I'll punch you." You heard Simon. 

"Simon… it's alright" you scolded. 

"I wasn't playing with them, I was putting it back carefully." Soap whined. 

"So how's the mama?" Bishop and Kate walked to you. 

"Tired… but in bliss." You said with a smile. 

Small talk was started, hushed voices and whispers to make sure the babies remained in a peaceful slumber. Until the question was finally dropped. 

"So… what's the name of these angels?" Liz asked. 

Simon looked at you, from where he stood, arms crossed, near the babies. He walked to you, dropping a kiss to the top of your head. 

"Well… we would like to introduce to you. Aria Kate Riley. And Eli John Riley." 

Time stood still, silence filling the room. Soap suddenly let out a cry. 

"Are you crying sergeant?" Kyle asked immediately. 

Soap rushed to Simon, holding him in a tight hug. Simon looked at you before you threw him a knowing look. He patted soap's back. 

Soap let go, turning to Price. 

"They named him after us." 

"Yes sergeant I've noticed." Price answered, emotion betraying his own voice.

Bishop grabbed soap so Price could go hug Simon and kiss your forehead. 

Kate sat on the bed next to you. She threw a soft smile your way, earning a smile from you. 

"I am proud of you." She said. 

"Thank you. And… thank you, for bringing him into my life." You answered, with a knowing look. 

"I don't know -"

"Kate. No one would have agreed to get me a roommate. No one. You pushed it. You chose him… probably with Price." 

She looked down. 

"Thank you. Really." 

You turned to look at the new bickering near you. You sighed of content. Amy in Simon's arms, looking over your babies. The rest of the team surrounding them or you. 

Home. It felt like home. 

Simon looked at you, eyes gazing into you. Those beautiful eyes. His dirty blond hair and little scars. You remembered the first time he walked into your apartment, skull mask and duffle bag over his shoulder. You remembered the first breakfast you shared together. The first games. The first painful goodbyes and the way he saved you from Keller. You remembered it all. How everything slowly built itself to this moment. 

"I love you." The words escaped your mouth, forgetting the room, the people. Silence won. Only his voice resonated. 

"Oh bunny… I love you."

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Thank you.

[sunsetsimon]

könig x reader nsfw

tit fucking, basically obsessed with your boobs, he's a huge pervert, mention of breast feeding kink

update: lactaction kink continued

inspired by this reddit thread i went through earlier.. also im a b cup so cant relate but still hot - sun

nsfw under the cut! mdni

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☼ god he’s such a fucking perv. he’s always looking at your chest, constantly breaking eye contact with you because he just can’t help himself. he loves low cuts and v-necks, but his favorite is when you wear baby tees. the way the fabric stretches over your cleavage, the cropped length exposing some of your tummy, he goes insane every time.

☼ sometimes he'll make you bend over to grab something just to look down your shirt. not having a bra on, he gets a glance of your nipples and he gets the quickest hard on. he imagines himself laying you on the table, fucking into you fast and hard while your boobs bounce in his face. hot tears of pleasure sliding down your face as you cum around him, babbling his name over and over. he'd pull out and pump himself a few times, shooting his load all over your chest, painting the prettiest fucking picture and he'd make sure to take a photo to use for later.

☼ he loves when you suck him off, soaking his entire cock in your spit before letting him tit fuck you. "god, wanna fuck these pretty tits, schatz," he practically growls, thrusting his hips while you hold them together, sticking out your tongue to lick his tip each time.

☼ even if you have a smaller chest, he's not doing anything before teasing you first. könig would kiss along your neck, dragging his lips down to your soft breasts, kissing your nipples before abruptly sucking on them. you gasp, back arching and pushing them further into his mouth. he massages the opposite with his hand, pinching your nipple with his pointer and thumb, loving the way you grind against him. the foreplay sends shocks straight to your pussy, making you soak your panties before he even touches you.

☼ oh fuck and if you get pregnant.. he develops a breast feeding/lactation kink. he's so ashamed of it at first, who is he to steal from your supply? but he can't stop thinking about it every time he sees you pumping, imagining you leaking as he pleasures you.

[konigsblog]

retired Konig who pretends to be a virgin so the sweet maid he hired lets him fuck her, he tells her there's no chance of him having children since he is infertile (lie) so he gets to cum inside her again and again

Retired!König x Maid!Reader 🍼

CW: DUB-CON, BABY TRAPPING, PREGNANCY / MDNI 18+

Surely, there's no risk of pregnancy when König is infertile, right? You obliviously trust König, don't question or ask for any form of evidence for the pervert that sneaks his filthy, grubby hand up your skirt teasingly. I mean, why would you ask for evidence? You've been working for him over the course of a couple months, and you've really gotten to know and trust him, despite his grossness and depravity.

You don't blame him for not being able to keep his dirty, large hands off of your gorgeous body. He's lonely and anxious, that's all. He just needs a slick, warm cunt to fuck nicely. You don't mind easing down onto his meaty cock occasionally, especially for some extra cash.

Although, König is hiding a perverse and sickening secret from you. He's not infertile. In fact, the entire thing is a huge lie, just to excuse his sick behaviour and have access to all your tight holes, to hopefully baby trap his beloved maid that he obsesses over. König loves how loyal and trustworthy you are, how you're not afraid to let König slide his veiny, lengthy cock inside your drooling pussy, for some extra payment. You offer your body up generously, allowing the old, retired loner to have his way with your holes for hours until you're forced to stay overnight. If you knew you had a chance of being impregnated, you wouldn't have ever bothered....

It doesn't hit you at first. Your period is becoming irregular and hasn't arrived? No big deal, you couldn't be pregnant - there's no risk, after all. Unusual and strange cravings? It's probably just a symptom that your period is near. But, after two months, you begin to get anxious, your stomach swelling and König's gaze lasting a lot longer on your new curves and flesh. Doubt weighs on your shoulders and leaves you tense around König, hesitating whether to let him have you or not - whether to trust that bastard.

Don't blame him, little mouse! It's not his fault... König will wipe your tears and cup your face tenderly, yelling at you when you bring up getting an abortion. You must keep his baby, it's a decision you both willingly made, and his abhorrent lies mean nothing in this situation.

Clearly, it was fate. Now, you must allow it to happen, Liebling... :(

[cupid-eclipse]

Chubby pregnant reader x Konig💗

Summary: Reader is trying to reach the sugar on the top shelf whilst being heavily pregnant.

It was inconvenient, really. You were just making some hot chocolate for both you and Konig when you realized that the sugar was on the top shelf. Huffing, you tried to reach it but failed miserably due to your baby bump that was making it difficult for you to reach the sugar because it kept hitting the kitchen counter.

You groaned, as you tried to reach for the sugar again and again but kept failing. Konig, on the other hand, was worried about you because you were taking too long. Were you making hot chocolate or creating hot chocolate?

When Konig saw what you were doing, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself. You didn't even realize he was there as you were too frustrated to reach the frickin' sugar. Who the hell would even put the sugar on the top shelf when there's a pregnant woman in the–wait, no one else lived in your house except for you and Konig. It was Konig who had put the sugar there!

You scoffed, trying to calm yourself down when you suddenly felt soft hands wrapping around your pregnant stomach gently, protecting your bump from the sharp kitchen counter. "Need some help, mein schatz?" Konig chuckled against your ear.

You turned to him with a frown, lips pouted. "Did you put the sugar up there on purpose?" You asked, tone displeased. "Nein, i would never do it on purpose when my wife is carrying our baby in her stomach," Konig said, his tone soft.

"I forgot to put it back down yesterday, 'm sorry darling." He said, as he reached for the sugar and handed it to you. "Mein schatz, you need to be more careful next time. It is dangerous for you to keep hitting your bump on the kitchen counter like that, my dear. What if it hurts the baby?" He said with a sigh, a small frown on his face as he gently rubbed your stomach. "It's all because of this stomach that I'm not able to reach the top shelf," You said with a sob.

"Ay, don't say that," Konig said, cupping your right cheek with his hand hand while his other hand were still still gently rubbing your bump. "Look how amazing your bump is, you're carrying a whole human in there!" He gave you a soft smile before continuing, "And plus, that's our baby you're carrying, no? The safest place for our baby to grow in, it's normal for it to grow like that, mein schatz."

"But i swear, as long as I'm here, i will help you with everything. Even when you're not pregnant." He said, before gently kissing the tip of your nose. "My beautiful, wonderful wife." He whispered quietly.

Edit: CRYING OMG I ACCIDENTLY TAGGED SIMON RILEY INSTEAD OF KÖNIG'S NAME IN THE TAGS 😭😭😭😭😭😭

[starstruckmiraclekitty]

Saffy Lemur's Call of Duty Masterlist

Last updated: 20.12.2023

A/N: Per a few requests, I’ve redone my masterlist to make it easier to navigate the fic categories 💕😊 Original Masterlist

💕💕💕Welcome!!!!💕💕💕

Simon "Ghost” Riley-

Smut Blurbs

Simon Exploring Choking Kink

Simon And Throat F*cking

Soap And Ghost Threesome

Using Simon To Get Off

Reunion Sex With Simon

Simon Realizing He Has A Daddy Kink

Simon With A Breeding Kink

Late Nights

You're a Minx, You Know That?

You're Mine

Crying During Sex With Simon Riley

Simon And Yours First Time Having Sex

Simon Riley Doesn't Fuck You, He Worships You

Simon's C*ck Being Nearly Too Big For You

Simon And Jealous Sex

Simon Loving The Sight Of You Being F*cked By Him

Simon Letting You Use Him To Forget About Your Bad Day

Simon Sharing You With Johnny

Simon Is a Giver In Bed

Angst Blurbs

You Can't Leave Me

Dreams

I've Got You, Kid

Simon Wanting To Break Up With You Because He Thinks You Deserve Better

Simon Can't Sleep Alone Without You After A Fight

Simon Having A Nightmare About Losing You

Simon Pushing You Away After A Night Together

Fluff Blurbs

Simon telling you he loves you for the first time

Simon Attempting To Cook For Date Night

Simon Riley Showing You His Face For The First Time

Simon Realizing He Has Fallen For You

Simon's Love Language

Simon Coming Home For Good

"I Do"

Asking Simon What His Biggest Regret Is With You

Simon Loves His Wedding Band

Simon Riley And His Kisses

Simon Excited To Call You After A Long Day

Simon Seeing His Family's First Holiday Ornament

Simon Coming Home To You

First Date With Simon

Simon Waking Up Next To You

Simon Comforting You During A Funk

Simon Telling You He Loves You For The First Time

Wanting Simon's Attention While He's Working

Simon Being Scared to Love You

Dad! Simon Blurbs

Simon's Daughter Introducing Him To Her Class

Simon And His Daughter At The Park

Simon's soft moment with his baby girl

Simon's Daughter and Wife Welcoming Him Home On The Tarmac After A Mission

Simon Doing His Daughter's Hair For The First Time

Simon And His Daughter Who Had A Nightmare

Simon Introducing 141 To His Family

Simon Meeting His Newborn For The First Time

Random One- Shots

Soap, The Matchmaker

I'll Take the Big Blue One!

Innate Desire to Protect

Innate Desire to Protect Part 2

Teach Me How To Ride?

Date With Your Lieutenant

Words of Wisdom

What's Your Favorite Color? (Part 2 to Words of Wisdom)

Simon's Bundle of Joy

141 Boys and Others Multi- Character Fics

Smut

141 + König & Alejandro With Reader Surprising Them With Lingerie

141 + König x Fem! Reader Going Down On Them

141 + König & Alejandro Eating Their Fem! Partner Out

141 + König Breaking their GN! Partners Bed

141 + König With Fem!Reader Riding Them

141 + König + LV Cumming Too Quick

141 + König Where Reader Asks Them For A Baby

141 + König Where They Hurt The Reader During Sex

141 + König Where The Reader Squirts For The First Time

141 + König Where Reader Accidentally Calls Them Daddy In Bed

Losing Your Virginity To 141 + König

141 + LV & König Begging Fem! Reader to Sit On Their Face

Giving 141 Boys Roadhead

Fluff

141 + König With Reader Who is a Major Cuddlebug

141 + LV & König x Reader, Where You Don't Say I Love You Back

141 + König x Reader's First Kiss

141 + König x GN Reader When You Slap/Grab Their Ass Playfully

141 + Konig Telling the Reader They Love Them for The First Time

141 + König & Alejandro With A GN! Reader Who Dodges a Kiss

141 + König Where The Reader Wipes Off Their Kiss

Catching 141 + König By Surprise With A Kiss

Angst

141 With Reader Who Uses Their Callsign in Emergency Situation

141 + König Where Fem! Reader Gets Jealous/Insecure

141 + König Reacting To Reader Having A Breakdown From Past Trauma

141 + König Rejecting Reader, Then Regretting It

141 + König Telling Reader They Hate Them In An Arguement

141 + König Crying In Front Of Reader For First Time

Headcannons

141+ Alejandro, Rudy, and Konig w/ Pregnant Reader Headcannons

141 + Königs Favorite Positions / How They Enjoy Sex HC's

141 + König Fluff Headcannons

Other

Ghost/Soap/König's Reaction to Reader Pouring Salt in Their Coffee

How the 141 Boys + König react to the reader getting an epidural

141 + König with a Reader Who Sneezes are Loud as Shit

141 + König Where The Reader Finds Out She's Having Twins

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As always, my inbox is always open for requests/questions/feedback! :)