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I’ve been told I would be really good at writing simp fics by a friend of mine so… AAAUGH have my first Konig x Reader. None of this be realistic but let a man dream. I’m delusional.

Also requests are open just not for NSFW/Smut. (Angst and Fluff tho >;D )

Part 1

König x FTM Reader

Enemies To Lovers Trope (cus yes.)

[fluff, stoner!König x stoner!reader, 16+]

You’ve worked with Task Force 141 for about a year now, having a few more years of experience before now. You spent 5 years in the US Military mastering different skills. You’re a sniper, but you have the skills to be a medic from prior experience outside of the military, and you can take front lines just as well as you can hide at high advantage points on your stomach looking through your optic for hours on end. You kept your identity a secret. As far as anyone needed to know, you’re a man and that’s that. Your feminine figure is hidden by your gear luckily, and you’ve had top surgery a few years prior to the present so there wasn’t the worry of forgetting your binder in the mornings. You were recommended into Task Force 141 when they heard word of a sniper by the code name “Void” due to your skill of hiding in small spots and shadows. This is what came to your downfall however on a mission, as one man in particular saw you. His icy blue eyes seeing something in the corner of his preview vision.

You panic as you scan the area for your next place to move. You attempted to go when he looked away…before he grabbed you by the back of your vest, throwing you to the ground, pinning your arms behind your back as his knee pressed into your back to keep you down. He’d knew you were there, but you were tiny and in a tiny place. He looked away to let you think you had a chance. “Fuck!” You spout as you hit the ground. He didn’t expect you to be that light so that was probably a bit more force than intended, but he didn’t speak on the matter. “Who are you. Speak.” Shit this wasn’t how this was supposed to go! It was supposed to be a simple in and out mission nothing more. So much for that. You didn’t respond. There was still a chance you could get out of this situation. You didn’t struggle underneath him before he lost his guard, readjusting his hand that held your wrists together. That was enough. You snapped your arms from his grasp before rolling the opposite way, sliding yourself from underneath his knee before booking it. There was NO damn way you were getting captured today. Bro was tall though, you were slightly scared he’d catch up, but you were gone so fast he barely even had a chance to process anything, only letting out a frustrated sigh when he looked up and you were gone.

The next time you saw him you were off duty. You bumped into him on your way home from your favorite dispensary in town since you’re on a long enough break to get it out of your system before you’re back to it. “Oh, sorry-“ you spoke as you look up at the man, freezing when you met his eyes. He didn’t have his hood on, perhaps off duty himself. You both just stared at each other, an iced coffee in your hand. You could recognize him from his eyes and physique. “You..?” You ask, almost unsure of himself. He narrowed his eyes at you. “Hello again, maus.” Yep. You slightly wished you were wrong as this was overly awkward on your part. You couldn’t tell with his stern expression as you nervously sipped the pumpkin spice Frappuccino in your hand. There was a silent decision to walk and talk, though there wasn’t much talking. “So..” The taller man finally spoke. “König… you?” Right. There was never any sort of introduction. “Y/n.” You answered simply before continuing “I didn’t expect to run into you again. But I’d like to keep what happened inside of work.” The taller man slightly nodded in agreement at your statement. “You were a lot lighter than I was expecting…” he points out. You just nod “I’m a sniper. There’s a reason for that factor. But I also double as a spy and a few other things. You’re probably used to handling bigger guys.”

You didn’t think much of it anyways. You were more so winded than hurt by the force of impact so it is what it is. König then fixed his eyes into the bag in your hand. “A smoker?” He asked with pure curiosity in which you just nodded to. “Then I get to sneak around for 90 days until it’s out of my system.” You replied in a joking manner, snapping open the sealed bag and pulling out a pre rolled joint. “You care?” You quickly ask, lighting it when he gave you a quick shake of his head. You didn’t care anyways, but you didn’t smoke around people who didn’t like it or the smell for the sake of being respectful. “You’re lucky you’re not a private. The higher the rank the less likely they will drug test you. Though you’re still ballsy.” You just chuckled. If you could you would respond with ‘if only I had balls.’ But you’re not gonna joke about your ghost nuts today. When you got to your place you invited him inside. Might as well, not like you had a lot of company to begin with. Plus you didn’t want to be rude. Next thing you knew you were smoking with him. Not that you minded, but at first glance, he didn’t seem like that type of guy. You had music playing on your tv, the tv you left on while you were out. It was turned down, but you liked background music.

The two of you have been passing a blunt and a bong around for the past hour, talking about random things. Some about work, some about life, or just common interests. But of course in situations like this you run out of things to talk about. After a bit of silence and light music in the background König spoke up, looking at the flags on your roof, one in particular being transgender. “Are you trans?” He asked nonchalantly when he looked up. You hummed before responding. “I am. Since I was a young teen.” You didn’t want to get much into it but he didn’t ask anything further. You both just sat there high as hell, sitting on your couch. You looked up at him, your eyes red and heavy from your buzz. Something about him made you smile. His voice was cute was adorable, especially with the rasp caused by his high. It didn’t at all match his stature, but it sure as hell matched what you’ve seen of his personality. He was nicely built, his black shirt outlining everything perfectly which made you blush slightly. His eyes snapped down to look at you, making you look away in embarrassment. “What are you looking at, Maus?” He raised an eyebrow as he asked. The grin on his face spoke dozens. “Nothing.” He just chuckled. You’re a terrible liar. “You sure? You were eyeing me pretty hard there for a second.” He pointed out. You playfully nudged his arm with a small chuckle.

Eventually you lean your back against his arm, sitting criss cross on the couch while he sat, man spreading as he watched whatever you were giggling at on the tv. Mostly children falling off things or being tripped or even slipping on accident. At this point you were rolling a blunt, pushing the leaf under the other end before applying enough pressure to keep it in the tight roll before you roll your thumbs forward, licking the end to make it stick, doing this until you get to the end of the blunt. You use a lighter to dry the wrap out and stick better before feeling the blunt for any tight or loose errors you can fix but just putting a bit of pressure and getting the tight bud to loosen. After, you lit it, taking a long hit and holding it in your lungs for a moment before exhaling. You took a few more hits before passing it to König who took it between his index and middle finger and raised it to his mouth. You coughed a bit from your hits, bringing your fist up to your mouth as you did, the cough making you tear up. But the feeling in your chest and throat was amazing, along with the fresh high in your head and limbs. As he exhaled his hit he looked down at you, his icey blue eyes scanning you before grabbing your chin with his calloused fingers, gently making you look at him making a bright blush appear on your cheeks. He smirked before taking a long drag of the blunt and bringing his lips to yours before exhaling the hit as you instinctively inhaled the intoxicating substance from his lips.

That lead to you sitting on his lap moments later, his hands on your waist as you now had the blunt. Though it went out on its own after a while of you two making out, your arms around his neck as the two of you shared lazy, wet kisses. His hands sliding under your shirt to rest his hands on your lower back. His hands were big and warm, his hands having the ability to wrap around your waist and meet his fingers in the middle with ease. You two eventually pull away for a breath, König letting out a soft chuckle as he wiped shared saliva from your lip. You couldn’t help but think ‘Wow Y/n. Making out with your enemy. Smooth.’ Despite the deep blush on your face. But FUCK he was so fine. You could get past him practically throwing you to the ground during your first meeting.

You two decided that he should stay the night, he was now hovering over you from behind as you cooked a simple meal. Looking up was enough to meet his gaze since he’s a damn giant. “Looks good.” He spoke as he leaned down, resting his chin on your shoulder, his hands resting on your hips. You smiled and chuckled at him softly. “Don’t worry, I always make to much.” He smiled at your words with a small nod. Once you finished you plated the meal before handing König his. You two ended up eating on the couch and watching a movie, smoking another blunt and a bowl after the both of you finished eating. He pulled you onto his chest as he took a hit before handing it back to you. You took it with a small smile, your head now contently resting against his chest as you bring the rolled herb to your lips.

- end of part 1 -

Hope y’all enjoyed the read. I spent so long on this for no reason so yeah I’m ending it here. See ya.

[exaltedfuzz]

Turnabout Sisters

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Hey look at that, a new episode of our favorite show.

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F for Fake

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Video by The Panda Redd on TikTok

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Manifesting forced scott/joel team up in the next life series

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(alt included)

Link to Video. (Please help Panda make money.)

Video description and transcript under the cut.

Description: TikTok video by The Panda Redd. Re-enactment of final scene of Under the Hood. All roles played by Panda (a tall, well-built young white man with a mohawk, wearing a grey hoodie). Setting is a dark basement lit only by a hanging light bulb.

Transcript.

Jason: (holding gun on Bruce) "Bruce, I forgive you for not saving me."

Batman: (glares silently)

Jason: "But why? Why on God's Earth—" (hits Joker across the face)

Joker (tied to a chair): *cackles*

Jason: "—is HE still alive??"

Joker: "AHAHAHAHAHHAHA!"

Batman:

Batman: "I'm sorry, d'you want me to be serious here or—?"

Jason: (in disbelief) "YES, Bruce! I want you to be serious right now! If he had done what he did to me to you, I would've done nothing but search the earth for this pile of death-worshiping garbage!"

Joker: "I love you too, Sugar Plum."

Batman: (holds hands up) "Okay, yeah, I get that, totally, I get that. Um. Have you tried?"

Jason: "Excuse you?"

Batman: "Have you tried to kill him yet?"

Jason: (to Joker) "Is he being serious?"

Joker: (also confused) "I'm gonna be honest with you, Junior. I don't know."

Jason: "Got it. Great." (turns back to Batman) "What the fuck does THAT mean?"

Batman: "Okay, so no, you haven't. Cool. Do it."

Jason:

Jason: (lowers gun) "What."

Batman: "Do it, cap his ass. Shoot him."

Joker: "I'm gonna go with Junior here, and say...what?"

Jason: "You want me to shoot him?"

Batman: "I want someone to shoot him! Give me the gun, I'll do it!"

Jason: (mutters, brain blue screening) "What is going on right now? This should a lot harder than it is."

Batman: "C'mon, son! You decapitated like eleven people three days ago! Fuckin' do it!"

Jason: "There, you happy? Jesus. Was that so hard? All of this time and it was THAT easy!"

Joker: (turns to Jason quizzically) "This has gotta be some sort of test, ri—"

(BANG! Jason fires. Joker lands on the floor lifeless, eyes still open.)

Batman: "I don't know what you're talking about "easy". There's nothing there." (nods at floor)

Jason: "What the fuck is that supposed to—" (looks down at floor where the Joker was lying)

Floor: (is devoid of Joker)

Jason: (stares)

Floor: (continues to be sans anything but carpet)

Jason: "What the fuck?"

Batman: "Yeah."

Jason: "WHAT THE FUCK?"

Batman: "Take as long as you need with this."

Jason: (looking around frantically) "I just shot him! He hit the floor! What the f—"

Floor: (is just vibin')

Jason: "Where the fuck did he go??"

Batman: "See that shit? That shit right there happens every fucking time!"

Jason: "There's not even a blood stain! It's just gone!"

Batman: "Yeah, like two days after you died, I chased him into a helicopter where he got shot like six times. The helicopter exploded and crashed into the ocean. And his body was gone before Superman could find it."

Jason: "Oh my God. I don't understand how this is even fucking possible!"

Batman: "He's like a cryptid! I don't fucking get it!"

Joker: (disembodied laughter) "AHAHAHAHA HAHAHA!"

Jason: (freaked out, turning in circles trying to find him) "Oh my God!"

Batman: "THAT OMINOUS SHIT HAPPENS TOO! I DON'T KNOW, DUDE!"

Jason: "Dude. Fuck whatever's going on here, that's some fucking bullshit."

Batman: "Thank you! Finally someone gets it!"

[wouldgaysexfixthem]

would gay sex fix them?

[the-rat-k-ing]

says the guy who’s boyfriend’s about to have “unnecessary feelings” next trial

[gravygranola]

shout out to my power going out for a few hours this evening and the urge to do some doodles traditionally.

I might actually sketch traditionally more often? it was good for confidence I think to work roughly and without ctrl-z

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Whiteboard art I did with some of the other VA’s :3 (Viking!Wally casually choking out Narco!Home is great. DEFEND GEORGIA MY SILLY MAN SPILL HIS BLOOD)

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is this still happening are we still doing these

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Me and my bitch wife

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