So I Have Been A Big Fan Of TFA For Like Ever! And From Many Old Post Y'all Know Of My Oc Blacklight.

So I have been a big fan of TFA for like ever! And from many old post y'all know of my oc Blacklight. WELL SHE GOT UPDATED!! MEET NIXEUS!! EX DECEPTICON WARLORD ALONG SIDE HER TWIN BROTHER MEGATRON!! I'll be posting her story soon but I just wanted to pop this out!!

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I got bored 🤣 but I may make an au out of this. Probably gonna call it Evermore AU or something but please feel free to leave drawing request or some hcs ideas for dragon ball z or transformers ( doesn't matter what universe). I will try my best!

Hi everyone

So to whoever is reading this, I have a transformers bayverse fanfiction in the making. A lot of my effort is being put into this and I hope it comes out good. It is still in the making so I won't be posting it yet(not that I post regularly anyways-) but I am proud to say that it will be coming soon.

Please get ready for

'The Nanny'

PS. My inbox is currently being a butt, so if you have a ask please try to tag me in a post so i'll be able to see it! Thx ily pals! Ttylxox!!!

Maus | König x GN!reader

Anonymous asked: hello hello!!! i am back once again with another könig request

"For the grace, for the might of our lord, in the name of his-" "If you don't stop singing that song, I will fucking shoot you"

“Told you I’d always be by your side”

reader is a childhood friend of könig’s but they end up on different sides. reader finds könig injured on the battle field and helps him, getting themselves captured in the process.

könig is the one who is interrogating them after they get captured and i’m not 100% sure where to go from that point since i just woke up-

keep up the good work beloved!!!! -🏹

summary: you haven't seen each other in years, but a chance encounter may just change everything

For years, you had been serving a private intelligence service, one that the likes of MI-6 sometimes liked to ask for advice or a hand, and you adored it for the most part; sure, sometimes you had to get your hands dirty and you had to ignore the blood stains on them, but you didn't mind. The money was good, and you mostly just got hired to gather intel and get out again; it wasn't too bad. Although, it did always feel as if something was missing.

Someone was missing.

Ever since you were children, you and König had promised to be at one another's sides, to protect each other and to keep each other safe at all cost; but you hadn't seen him in years. Not since he joined the army and then joined KorTac; not since he had been hired by them, you hadn't even spoken. If you were honest, you missed him; a huge chunk of your life was missing, and some nights it was so unbearable that all you could do was hold a pillow to your chest and weep. Sometimes, you hoped to see him on the battlefield, or to bump into him while you were gathering information for whoever had hired you this time; you could spot that big bastard from a mile away, but you never did see him, and every time you realised he wasn't there, your stomach dropped and your heart shattered.

You wanted, needed, König back in your life again, and you would have done anything to have him back; you would have given your two weeks notice, you would have resigned effectively immediately and even offered your services to KorTac if you could. To have König back in your life, you would have done anything and everything in your power; even just to see him again, you would have done anything. But at the same time, you knew that that was impossible; you would never have König back in your life again, you would probably never see him again unless he ended up in a fucking casket. It was stupid and foolish to think otherwise.

König would never be in your life again.

He probably wouldn't even recognise you now, anyway, and it was highly unlikely that he would even care who you were anymore; you couldn't say that you blamed him, either, if you were in his shoes, you would have felt the same.

But then, life had a funny way of turning things around, didn't it?

Life always just had to fuck you over right when you thought it was done.

Gunfire roared, tearing through the air as screams mixed with it to create a demonic melody; you were racing against the clock, out of ammo and with nothing but a single grenade on you, it was either get injured or die. There was no escaping, and when you noticed the KorTac patch on one of the bodies, you froze. König. Maybe this was your chance at last.

"Scheiße! Scheiße, scheiße, scheiße, scheiße!"

The word broke through the melody, and before you could even rationalise with yourself, you were taking off in its direction; trying to avoid being shot at as you hit the dirt and started to crawl along the ground, sand and dirt sticking to you as you squirmed your way over, only daring to stop when you came across a large soldier.

"König?"

He turned his head, eyes going wide as he stared at you; all you could see was his eyes, but within them, you could see it clear as day. Fear. Anxiety. Shock. Horror. His voice was quiet and raspy as he breathed out, "(y/n)?"

You smiled, getting close to him as you put your hand on his leg, pressure on the wound and not minding when you got blood on your hands. His blood. "König, is it really you?"

He nodded, daring to pull himself up so that he could get a good look at you, even daring to laugh softly. "Mein Bärchen..."

"Hallo, meine Maus," you chuckled, meeting his gaze for a moment. "It's been years."

"I lost count," he admitted, but when he saw the patch on your uniform, he shook his head. "You're still with them?"

You nodded, clearing your throat as you applied a bit more pressure to his wound, making him wince and grit his teeth. "Yeah... ja bin ich, Maus."

"You should leave," he told you with a certain urgency. "Jetzt. Before KorTac finds you here. Gehen, bitte. Bitte, mein Bärchen. Verlassen."

"Nicht eine Schlacht," you told him, shaking your head. "I won't fight them."

König sighed, and when he saw the others approaching, he did his best to protest and point out that you had been helping him, but they did not listen; they dragged you off and forced him to get himself patched up by a medic who asked him if he had any scissors. If he was honest, König felt like shit. By admitting who he was, he might have caused you your life; he might have shot his Bärchen down, and he couldn't even say goodbye. He wept when he was sent back to his bunk for rest. He wept even more when the others at KorTac said that he had to interrogate you, as you asked for him specifically.

He didn't want to hurt you.

He wept a final time when he saw you sat in the chair, handcuffed to the table, apologies leaving his mouth as he sat down opposite you, and immediately unlocked the handcuffs. He watched with a sick feeling in his stomach as you rubbed your wrists and grumbled.

"Es tut mir leid, Bärchen..."

"Vergiss es," you hissed at the way your wrists stung. "It's nice to see you again, König. How's your leg?"

König shrugged. "Gut. Danke... (y/n)-"

"I missed you," you admitted quietly. "Y'know, every time I'm pulling missions... I always hoped I'd run into you."

He hung his head in shame. "I should have wrote."

"No, you shouldn't," you shook your head as you frowned. "We knew what we were getting into, König... I'm just stupid enough to think that maybe we could've been something."

"Was?"

"I was stupid enough to think that, maybe if we met up again," you sniffled as you shook your head. "Maybe we could have some sorta romance, but... but that was foolish and stupid."

"Nein," he whispered. But then he cleared his throat, took off his mask and smiled at you. "For the grace, for the might of our lord, in the name of his-"

"If you don't stop singing that song, I will fucking shoot you," you warned.

"With what weapon?" He pointed out, daring to laugh softly. "Erinnern? Wie wir... how we used to sing that?"

"Don't," you shook your head, pleading with him.

"Remember when we first kissed?" He asked quietly. "And I sang this song?"

"Stop," your voice cracked a little. "König, stop."

"Remember how I told you I'd always be by your side?" He asked. "How I'd always look out for you?"

"König!" You raised your voice, slamming your hand on the table. "Stop!"

König didn't even flinch, knowing that you would never hurt him and not really caring if you tried; he was the one who had left, not you. "I left you... und... es tut mir leid. Es war ein Fehler."

You glared at him as you gritted your teeth. "Fuck off, Maus. Fuck off!"

You got up, forcing the steel chair against the wall before you went to the corner, sinking down against the wall as you put your hands over your face and brought your knees up; König frowned, and made a slow but cautious move to kneel before you.

"Bärchen..." his voice was so soft. "Bitte. Look at me."

"Go away."

"Nein," he shook his head. "I'm going to take you home. You can't stay... I never stopped loving you, (y/n)."

"Fuck you."

"I will write," he promised. "I don't want to lose you again."

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