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König HC with a reader that has healed keraunographic scars??

König x Reader w/ keraunographic scars

Comfort Fic

Omg omg my first request you got it anon! This is my first attempt at comfort or softer stuff plz let me know in the comments your thoughts or constructive criticism!

Contains: mentions of scars, insecurity, König being unsure but determined, König being a little cutie patootie

Having any form of scars is extremely normal in this field of profession. If you retire without a single scar or bullet wound you’re either extremely lucky or you got plastic surgery. Your scars, however, are extremely different. The chance of something so rare like being struck by lightning left an even rarer scaring. Deeply colored lines in the shape of tree roots and lightning itself decorated your skin, leaving beautiful but unique scars. You had grown insecure when your buddies would reminisce about where their battle scars came from. You would show them your normal scars, ones you got from face to face combat or the occasional stray bullet, but when it came to your lightning scars you did everything to avoid it. Really you just wanted to fit in, you didn’t want to be known as the person with the weird lightning scars, you wanted to be known for your talents in the field.

A few days after you got back to base from a mission, you decided to keep your mind from wandering and went to the base’s fitness gym. It was around 4am when you went, assuming no one would be around so you could shed some layers and work out without overheating. Once you got into the gym, you flicked the lights on and saw no one was there. Good.

You got your hair out of the way and took off your camo green military issued shirt, revealing a tank top underneath. Your scars decorated your newly exposed skin, the deep colors bouncing off the overhead lights. You put your earbuds in, queued your favorite music and began your normal routine of workouts. Towards the end, you didn’t notice the doors to the gym opening, and a particular man who you had a particular crush on came in, wearing his usual mission gear other than his vest he wears on his front. His eyes immediately went to you, specifically, to your skin, parts of you he knows no one else at the base has seen. König could not stop staring, thinking your scars were absolutely captivating to him, reminding him of deep roots, lightning and tree branches. Absolutely beautiful.

You sighed, putting the gym equipment down and wiped the sweat from your forehead, taking an earbud out after stretching. You mindlessly looked into the mirrors that were placed against an entire wall, your heart sinking into your stomach and your eyes widening as you saw König staring at you. You quickly grabbed your green shirt and put it back on, speed walking to the exit as you mumbled a “sorry.” But you were stopped. König had gently placed his hand in front of your face, too scared to actually touch you, not knowing how you’d feel about it.

“Why do you hide your skin?” He asked gently, taking his hand away once he saw your turn and face him, craning your head to look up at him. “E..Excuse me?” You asked back, folding your arms and clutching your shirt. König tilted his head slightly, leaning down and tried to speak clearer, “your marks,” he said, “why do you hide them?”You made eye contact for a moment before both of you nervously looked away, the tall man waiting for any sort of response.

“I don’t want people to pay attention to them,” you whispered.

“What…what do you mean?”

“I want to be remembered for my work, my efforts and for me. I know if people saw them they’d know me first for my scars.” You admitted, it wasn’t like you were hiding that information, it’s just that no one asked in the first place since they didn’t know you had them anyways.

König took a minute, picking up that this conversation was a little sensitive for you, wanting to choose the best words to convey his opinion as honest but as kind as he could. “I think..” he started, looking at your lips, then your eyes, trying best to keep eye contact with you, and vise versa. “I think they make you look prettier.”

After he realized what he said and how it could be interpreted, he quickly stood at full height but waved his hands worriedly. “N-Not that I thought you were pretty! Well I did! Scheiße…(fuck) What..What I’m trying to say..” König took a deep breath, rubbing his forehead and eyes before finishing his thought, “you….you look pretty to me.” He mumbled, looking away and picked at his gloved hands, “you always have…even…jesus christus…even know- especially now!” You could tell the poor boy was panicking, and you wanted to alleviate some of his anxiety.

“König?” Your tone was soft but inquisitive.

“Yes?” He asked back, leaning down once more, staring at your lips.

“I think you’re pretty too. Even now. Especially now.” You smiled. The tall man’s eyes widened again for the hundredth time that night, gulping deeply as his hands began to shake. Was this real?

“You..do?”

You nodded, grabbing his left hand, kissing his glove before leaning in and hugging him, your cheek smooshed against his chest. König froze, hardly breathing as he looked down at you. He took a deep breath and gently placed one hand on your back and the other on your head.

You spoke up, “want to see all of them, then?”

“I’ll show you mine if you…show me yours.”

You chuckled and slightly blushed at his response, leaving him a little confused but happy he could make you feel more comfortable around him.

Poly Ghost & König x reader Headcanons

I’m a whore for both of these men so why not have them both at the same time

CW: nsfw headcanons below

Minors DNI

Also this isn’t proofread but I’ll probably proofread it later tho

SFW

Both of these men are usually gone together out on missions, but sometimes they are put on different missions so you can have one home while the other is gone sometimes.

When both of these men are gone on the same mission, they both talk about you in passing, wondering what you are doing, if you’re safe and alright, and how much they miss you.

One time after a mission, they were at a bar very close to their base, celebrating not only the successful mission but also the fact they were going to be on their way home back to you. The giant men were both drunk enough to slightly sway when they sat still, slurring their words. That’s when König had an idea.

König held out his military issued phone, looking down at the screen. The good thing about those phones was that neither the caller or the receiver’s location could be traced, so most soldiers used the phones to make important phone calls home after or before missions to check in with loved ones.

“I want to call them,” König slurred, groaning as he leaned his head back, an exasperated sigh leaving his mouth. “They’re probably…asleep.” Ghost argued, downing the last of his beer and setting it down on the table. Ghost looked at the other man lovingly, he wanted to call you too, he missed your voice, but he knew with the time zone difference you were probably deep in sleep.

König groaned again, looking back down at the phone screen, your number on the screen ready to be called. The Austrian placed the phone screen up on the table, rubbing his face before sighing again, “f..hic..fine.” He wasn’t looking as his hand lowered to pick up the phone, both men looked down at the phone once they heard a ringing noise. Looking down, they saw König’s pointer finger directly on the call button, realizing they were calling you.

Ghost rubbed the bridge of his nose, not expecting you to pick up. But he quickly leaned closer to the phone when he heard a groggy, “hello? Who is this?” It was you. König smiled under his mask, smiling as he spoke. “H..Hi maus! We miss you so much!” Ghost gently grabbed the phone from König, speaking gently into it, you could tell both men were drunk. “Sorry..sorry doll,” Ghost began, slurring a little, “we didn’t mean to, but god we miss you.”

König leaned over the table to also speak closer to the phone, “we’re coming home s..s..soon!” Ghost smiled and rubbed the other man’s upper arm. “Go back to sleep dolly, you’ll see..hic…see us very soon.” You chuckled over the line, so happy to hear your lovers over the phone. Truth be told you didn’t care that they woke you up, you were content with finally hearing back from them. “I miss you two so much,” you confessed, “you didn’t forget about me while you’ve been out, have you?” You teased, wanting to egg them on a little.

“Of course not!” König exclaimed, “we..we talk about you all the..hic..all the time!” Ghost rubbed the other man’s arm again, trying to calm him down. “Of course not pretty..could..could never forget you.” Hearing that over the phone made you want to tear up, hearing that almost made you well up on the spot. “Alright, well, you two get some rest ok? I’ll see you back home very soon,” you sighed, stretching before you said, “I love you two very much. Come back home to me, ok?” “Love you..love you so much maus!” König began, quickly grabbing and kissing the phone screen before it was grabbed back by ghost, “Love you so much doll, we’ll always come back to you. Always.”

They’re absolutely smitten over you. Clearly.

When they do come back home, immediately it’s a mess of desperate hugs and smothering kisses, words of affirmation hung in the air. “Missed you”, “needed you,” “love you so much” and many more.

Because both of these men are so large, you’re almost always in the middle when it comes to cuddling or sleeping. Usually when it comes to watching movies and cuddling on the couch, your head is usually on König’s lap and the rest of your body on Ghost’s lap.

When it comes to sleeping, being in the middle is the most convenient. Giant arms wrapped around you and each other, not squishing you but keeping you and each other close enough where it felt like you were surrounded by literal blankets of security.

When you three go out in public together, some people assume you’re some popular celebrity, considering two 6+ feet masked men were either behind or next to you, holding your shopping bags, groceries, or simply just there. Nobody ever bothers you.

If they do step away from you and find out someone hit on you, catcalled, or made a rather inappropriate remark to you? They aren’t above taking that individual to a nearby ally and giving them a lesson on manners. As much as they love you, and as gentle and loving as they are to you, they are still very cold soldiers, and some things are just instinct or what they view as truly deserved consequences, even if they are a little violent.

There isn’t anything they won’t do for you. There isn’t anyone they won’t get rid of for you. All they want is your happiness, you showed these two men that they are deserving of something good, something forgiving and soft, you showed them that they can experience romance and compassion. And in return, they want to make you feel safe, happy, and loved. Always.

NSFW

Like my previous König hc, his pleasure is his partner(s) pleasure. If you guys are feeling good, so is he.

Ghost is sort of the same way, but he’s noticeably a bit more dominant. Poor boy has been through so much, so feeling like he has a little control when it comes to your and König’s pleasure makes him feel good.

Sometimes one will just watch as you and the other make love, and sometimes there is no power dynamic, just pure love making between you three. Desperate moans, sighs and fleeting touches. Deep groans, grabbing, and rubbing. Sometimes all three of you are so desperate you just need to feel each other.

When there is a power dynamic though, it switches. Sometimes (more often) Ghost assumes the role as the dominant one. Again, being in control is something that is comforting considering his past.

“C’mon doll, you can take it, right?” Ghost teased, holding your head down on his shaft, your nose brushing against his stomach; he groaned when he looked down and saw your glossy eyes looking back up at him. He pulled you off by your hair, then shoving your mouth down on König’s shaft not giving you a second to breathe. König’s hips twitched and shakily thrusted himself in your mouth, making you gag around him. The tall Austrian whined and looked down at you with love, then turning to look at the other masked man in the room. “S..Simon,” he began sheepishly, “I can’t hold..oh Scheiße..it’s been..half an hour.”

Ghost looked back down at you, letting go of your hair and then said, “go on. You can do it yourself, can’t you pretty?” Making you nod, placing your hands on König’s thighs and began to suck him off at your own pace. Ghost then started to jerk himself, taking his other hand and grabbed the back of König’s neck, making eye contact with the other man as he spoke, “you can cum whenever you want to, you can shoot as many loads down their throat as you want. But we don’t..oh shit..we don’t stop till I say so.” Both men’s breathes were getting heavier, Ghost now moving König’s head to look down at you.

“Look at them,” Ghost began, seeing König’s hand gently rub your head and cheek lovingly, holding himself back from grabbing your hair. “Don’t they look so..yeah..so pretty? Aren’t they so good? Yeah? Tell them how good their mouth makes you..fuck..makes you feel.” Ghost demanded, jerking himself off faster as he watched you make König twitch and lose his mind. It was going to be a long night.

If you ask nicely, both these men will take you the way you like. Taking and pounding every hole you have, unloading everything inside of you, no matter where, but always and only inside.

König will always be the more gentle one, but when he knows you want both the men do me more dominant, he will rough you up a little too.

Load moans and multi paced wet slapping could be heard in your shared room. Inside you were sandwiched between two tall and muscular men. Your legs in the air while two different pairs of arms held you up, König’s lips on the back of your neck and head, moaning and whispering in your ear. “Doing so good for me baby, you…oh yeah…can take a little more can’t you? Mein perfekter kleiner Engel? (My perfect little angel)Can’t..can’t you? Scheiße..know you can I know you can.” A hand wrapped around your throat gently, not enough to completely choke you out but enough to make you a little dizzy. “Take it mein kleines luder (my little minx), so..yeah just like..like that- so proud of you.”

König was definitely more vocal when he was the one dominating, he wanted it to be made clear in your cock drunk mind that even though he was in charge, he still wanted you to feel good. Ghost on the other hand, was just focused on leaving dark red love bites all over your body and König. All over your neck, shoulders, and chest was absolutely littered in bites and kisses. Deep crescent indents were marked into the meat of your thighs, deep and fast rhythmic thrusting taking place in between your thighs. You could tell both men were close the less rhythmic they started to get, you could also tell because Ghost was getting a little focal.

“You can take it, right doll? How many times have we unloaded in you, huh?” Ghost asked, but he knew you were too far gone to answer. “Take it, take it like the good toy you are for us.” Your moans quickly got louder, your thighs shaking as the men thrusted quicker and harder; followed by both men groaning and twitching inside you, both men leaning on you and each other as they breathed heavily, quiet “good job”, “so pretty”, “proud of you”s whispered in your ear, kissing you oh so softly.

Ghost took himself out of you, König then placing you on the bed as Ghost went to grab a warm towers for you. Both men never stopped telling you how amazing you are, how much they love you, how important you are to them. No matter how rough they are with you, no matter how long they are gone on missions, no matter how many problems arise, they will always, always love you. They will always do anything to make you happy. You have showed these mens what true unfiltered love is, and there is nothing they won’t do to make sure you are secure, safe, and loved by them.

Hi loves! Hope you enjoyed! There’s probably a few typos- sorry! Recently got my nails done so typing is a bit hard atm. I really hope you guys like this idea though of poly ghost and könig <3 lmk if you ever want to see this again!!!

Coz of that polyam ghost x reader x könig headcanons this meme is all i could think of

100% accurate

Hey (^^)/

I don't know if you accept questions, but if you do ... i'm curious, what do you think could be Königs first name? 🤔

(I love your writing by the way😘)

~⛰

Hi love!

I like to think he has a cute name like Tobias, you could call him Toby or smth like that

Or maybe Theodore? The name Theodore makes me think of a teddy bear so it might be perfect for König- you could also call him Theo for short

I also like León (like Leon Kennedy I’m sorry I’m a whore for him too)

Lmk what you guys think! Thank you 🏔 for your question <3

hi! to go off the anon who asked for the König request with the reader with the keraunographic scars—

could i request König drawing them and the reader reacting to the drawings? maybe König could use colourful paint to trace the scars or something, something really sweet and fluffy 😁

König x Reader with Keraunographic scars pt. 2

Thank you so much for your request! This is such a cute little idea so why not add it to the actual story?

All fluff and feel good stuff :) no content warning!! Feel free to request anything my inbox is open!

It had been a while since your incident with König, after you and him had a very messy, “I like you”, “I like you too”, “date me?”, “wait I was going to ask you though?”, you two are very happy together. You both understand that revealing certain aspects of your bodies can be very stressful; you with your scars and König his face.

However, you both shared those aspects on your own times, and that led to this current situation you two shared.

It was the usual for you two when it came from time away from missions, you resting on your bed stomach down, reading your favorite book, and König sitting criss cross at the end of your bed, sketchbook in hand. The comforting sound of graphite scratching against the paper near you was very familiar to you, occasionally you would catch König drawing you. One time you caught him doing that, in which you grabbed your own pencil and drew König next to you on the paper, drawing a heart in between; to say that made König fall in love all over again would be an understatement- he keeps that drawing in a very safe place.

On this day, you felt comfortable enough to not wear layers which covered your scars, letting your skin finally breathe after such an amount of time. You perked up when you heard König had stopped drawing, you turned your head to see him nervously looking at you and back at the drawing and so on. You smiled fondly and completely turned over, putting your book down and sitting up and facing him, raising your brows in curiosity.

König swallowed hard and stammered for a moment, hesitantly handing you his sketchbook with sweaty hands. Before you could even look at it, he was already defending himself. “You just..just looked so pretty meine kleine Liebe.. (my little love)..I..I couldn’t help it.”

You looked down fondly at the drawing, and saw a detailed drawing of you sitting on a fancy bench with a bed of flowers in front of you, and large floral bushes behind you. You were positioned in a way where your scars were visible, but you found that König had drawn you with such love, he drew you like you were a true angel. “Can I ask you something, love?” You asked softly, taking one last look at the drawing before handing it back. König nodded eagerly, taking the book back gently.

“Do you really think I look that good?” You asked with a chuckle, looking at his masked face into his beautiful blue eyes. You saw said eyes widen, watching him place the sketchbook down and scoot closer to you, placing his hand gently on your cheek and stroked your face with his thumb. “Of course my doll,” he spoke with almost a worried tone, “you are..th..the most beautiful, handsome, g..gorgeous…göttlich (divine). You are my muse.”

You blushed and placed a kiss on his clothes nose, then his cheek, then lifted his mask and placed a kiss on his soft lips. You then pulled back, taking his hand and held it, then asking, “could I pose for you someday?”

“mein Engel (my angel)…you’ll kill me.”

König begging for reader, basically a continuation of the fic you wrote of him eating reader out pls

König NSFW Blurb continuation

Hi loves! Thank you so much anon for your request! You guys absolutely loved the original post, so I hope I don’t disappoint

CW: sexual situation, König being desperate for you, overstimulation, begging, degradation, cum inside (wrap before you tap!), König is a switch, reader is a switch, dom König, choking, (I hope I could describe the positions good enough), aftercare!! For both you and König, reader being written with AFAB body in mind, but gender neutral pronouns used

MINORS DNI

(The gif is def König under the mask)

“I need one more mein Engel (my angel)..please? Please? Please baby can I please? One more I promise I’ll make you f..feel…scheiße..feel so good, just let me, please? Maus?” (Mouse).” König continued to finger your hole, standing up more, his grip on your legs then causing you to slowly be almost held upside down, as much as you whined and shook, his grip kept you right where he wanted you to be. From your position, you could feel his hard on against your back, finding it unfair in your pleasure drunk mind that he still had his pants on. As you felt your orgasm slowly approach, you moved slowly to the side, feeling blood rush to your head from being held almost upside down. With some new wiggle room from moving to the side, you moved your arm behind yourself more comfortably and rubbed his shaft over his pants.

You could not only hear, but could physically feel him shudder from your touch, the new found pleasure making the tall man feel more need to have you. Soon your went from rubbing over his pants, to sliding your hands and moving his pants and boxers out of the way, with a little of König’s help. In the middle of jerking König off, your orgasm came and rocked you off your rhythm, feeling white hot pleasure.

König gently placed you down on the bed, rubbing your abdomen tenderly. “How..how are you? Love?” He asked, placing kisses all over the lower half of your body. You let out a deep sigh, feeling like you hadn’t taken a proper breath in a while. You lifted your hands, placing them on the side of König’s head and coaxed him closer to your own. Your eyes were blown out with lust, mouth agape and still panting, dried tears staining your red and puffy cheeks. “Give me more, love? Can you? For me?” You asked. Your gentle tone was sweet to König, but your request went straight to his dick.

He placed a loving kiss on your lips, looking down at you with such love and admiration in his eyes. “Anything..anything for meine kleine maus (my little mouse).” He then started to place gentle kisses all over your face and jaw, then taking his attention between your legs again. He kneeled down, his thighs between your own to keep them separated, he then grabbed your hips and pulled them towards himself. He rubbed gentle circles on your hips, getting lost in his thoughts.

You noticed he was only rubbing your hips, which made you look up and ask if he was ok. König snapped out of his thoughts and apologized, “Es tut mir leid (I’m sorry) my love..” he paused for a moment, a blush creeping up on his face. “You just look..so divine right now.” He looked away bashfully, before he took a more sturdy grip on both your hips, slowly inserting himself into you.

He leaned back down, his nose brushing against yours and you both let out a content sigh. You wrapped your arms around his neck and placed kisses all over his jaw, biting and nipping at his neck. Your hungry assault on his neck made König’s hips stutter, he was trying to be gentle and loving with you, but, “careful love..I’m trying to be gentle..please?” You chuckle mischievously, whispering in his ear, “love it when you beg handsome.”

König’s pace quickly picked up, his grunting and heavy breathing tickling your ear, your lips all over his face and neck. You wrapped your legs around his waist soon after, your moans picking up also as you both got lost in pleasure. König lifted himself up and away from your face, his forearms on either side of your face. “Can I? Please? I need..schieße..need to..please? Need you bad..need you now..so good.” You knew was he was asking, König always preferred to cum inside you. It didn’t matter if you could or couldn’t get pregnant, that’s not why he did it. He did it because he loved to feel you spasm around him, to watch it leak out of you just so he could push it back in. It was something that pleases the secret possessive side of him that he hides. You knew you could get more of his sweet begs out of him, and you definitely felt a little mean today.

You placed your hand on his abdomen, and he immediately obeyed and stopped pounding into you. He let out a very shaky breath, furrowing his eyebrows and looking down at you with needy eyes. “If you need it that bad,” you started, rubbing your thumb over his bottom lip, making him look like he was actually pouting, “you can beg better than that.” König looked up at the ceiling, sweat dripping down his chest, he then looked back down at you, one of his hands threatening to wrap around your throat from how close he was, and how frustrated he is.

“Please darling..I..Ich k..komme gleich.. (I’m about to come), fuck I can’t..” you could see he was losing it, his hips kept stuttering, you could appreciate how loyal he was to following your needs and wants, but he could only take so much before he cracked. “I..I can’t..m’ sorry..m’ so sorry. Want to..Want to please you, I do. B..But..” König leaned down, you could tell there was a sudden shift in his demeanor when he placed his lips right next to your ear, “If you want me that bad, you’ll have to beg me to slow down..Schlampe.” (Slut.)

You were then taken by surprise as his right hand came and placed itself on your throat, squeezing just enough to make your brain fuzzy, but you welcomed every part of König’s new mood. He was probably just so desperate to cum he felt he needed to take control, and both you and him still enjoyed this just as much. König looked down and where you two connected, feeling his orgasm getting closer as yours did at well. He placed his other hand on your most sensitive area between your legs and rubbed just enough to rip an orgasm right out of you.

“Halt Still.” (Hold still) He demanded, gripping your throat tighter, his thrusts inside of you fast and deep, you were sure there was going to be bruises on your inner thighs and his pelvis the way he was pounding into you. You were left limp but stiff underneath him, at this point being used as his own personal toy, his own cumdump. “Das maschst du gut.” (You’re doing well.) He praised, his hand on your throat then traveling up and gripping either side of your face, making your lips pucker. König sank down and kissed you once again, with just as much love but a little more passion.

The man let out a very guttural moan and leaned away from your mouth, now wrapping his arms around your shoulders and nuzzling his face in your neck, he was so deeply enamored in pleasure that he could not think in English, there was so much he wanted to say in that moment, how good you felt, how much he loved you, how he actually liked holding your neck in his hands, but he himself was getting extremely pleasure drunk as he used your hole for his own pleasure.

“Ich will in dir kommen.” (I want to come inside you) “P..P..Please?” You knew what he was asking, few times he’s gotten this lost, but you could piece it together. Too tired to speak, you nodded at him. Immediately his thrusts got sloppy, quick but with no rhythm. “Ich..Ich komme…mein Liebe (I’m..I’m cumming…my love) ..oh!-“ His hips stopped snapping against you as a breathless gasp escaped him, his load filling you to the brim, you could feel some leak out of your hole and onto your inner thighs.

König thrusted a few more times, much more gently before he finally stilled, collapsing on top of you for a minute before he got up again. The tall man looked down at you exhausted, rubbing your cheek and placing a kiss on your forehead. He then sat up and took himself out of you, his eyes widening as he saw your inner thighs, angry love bites dancing along your skin, along with your entire inner thighs also being red from his thrusting.

Without another word, he put his boxers back on, rushing into the bathroom and coming back with a warm semi wet wash cloth, with a cold one as well. He placed the cold wash cloth onto your forehead since you looked so hot and sweaty. He took care of the mess he made in between your thighs. Once he was context, he placed the warm cloth in the dirty clothes before he came back to your side on the bed.

König gently picked you up bridal style, taking you to the bathroom so you could use the bathroom. (Pee after sex guys!) Once you were done, he took you back to the bedroom, placing you back on the bed as he finally spoke. “I’m..I’m so sorry for being rough mein Liebe. (My love) Did I hurt you? Are you..oh gott..are..are you upset at me?” He asked, going into his closet and coming back with a clean pear of cotton underwear and one of his shirts. He learned that after you two make love, you find it more comfortable to wear his clothes as it’s easier to breathe and regulate your temperature in them; also it smelled like him so win win.

“Oh no love, of course I’m not upset at you! Come here handsome,” you motioned for him to come to the bed, as he sat you pushed him down onto the pillows where you once were, you laid your head on his shoulder, one of your hands going into his hair. “I’d never be upset at you, plus I like it when you take the lead sometimes.” You confessed with a chuckle, making König look away in embarrassment again. “Seeing you feel good makes me feel good pretty boy,” you leaned up and kissed his cheek. “I..I like seeing you feel good too,” he murmured, “makes me feel good..t..too.”

König sat up and held you, mumbling about how pretty he thinks you are, and how much he loves you. “Do anything for you pretty..anything for mein kleiner Engel…(my little angel)love you..love you so much.”

Hi so I wrote this while super tired, so if there are errors I’ll probably fix them in a few hours- hope you König fiends had your fix- my requests are open!

I was wondering if I could do a request for a könig x f!reader x ghost where the reader has really bad ptsd from parents that were emotionally abusive and manipulative towards her, causing her to be a people pleaser and doing whatever is best for everyone else except for her? Btw I love your work! 100/10 🫶

König x Reader x Simon “Ghost” Riley Fluff

Of course I can do that!! As a people pleaser myself I’m indulging from this ask rn 😈

No content warning! Mentions of anxiety and past abuse, gender neutral wording for reader to be inclusive

Since the beginning, nothing has been easy for you. Born into a world where your parents were less than ideal, often yelling at you, emotionally neglecting or manipulating you- reinforcing behavior that still effects you today. To always do acts of service for those you care for, always putting the needs of others over your own.

The last thing you’d ever want is to put your own “selfish” needs and acts above your own, even when a situation calls for you to be “selfish”. Being in a relationship with two men, specifically two men whose job calls for them to be in constant danger and new wounds makes those behaviors be enabled tenfold.

Everytime your boys come home, you always clean the house from head to toe the day before, almost making it so clean one would think no one even lives in it. After all, “I don’t want them to come home to a dirty home they can’t relax in.” You’d say to yourself. Then when they do come home, you’re all over the both of them. Doting on their new wounds even though they’ve already been dressed by medics from the field, giving them kisses and doting on them like the two are made of glass.

You always insist the two men immediately lay down on the couches or the bed, taking turns to massage their sores and muscle knots, as tired as you might be that day from working so hard for them, the feeling of your hard working boys finally, truly relax under your fingers makes you swell with pride. You feed them their favorite foods, Simon getting a homemade British meal to make him feel truly at home, and König the same with a traditional Austrian meal he shared with you a while ago.

Hearing them hum in delight as they both praise the food, “ s’good doll, missed this.” Simon would say, holding back from completely wolfing down the dish in front of him. König already half done with his meal in a matter of minutes, “Dreamed of eating this again, Danke Liebling (thank you darling).”

Hearing the praise come from both your boys as you cleaned dishes in the sink made you smile, putting in so much effort for them to be happy and said efforts being clearly appreciated made it all worth it. Even without the praise you’d still do it, you just want your partners to be happy with your efforts, and to be happy with you. But while you were cleaning the dishes, you noticed how sore your back and feet were. You pushed yourself extra hard for their return today since they were gone for longer than usual.

You swallowed the slight pain and soreness and took their empty plates from them, planting kisses on Simon’s cheek and König’s head and walked back to the sink. Both boys stood up soon after, both on either side of you, their hands gently caressing your body. König’s hands went and wrapped to one side of your waist, Simon on the other side of your waist. Simon took his other hand and tenderly rubbed your back, mumbling a, “love you s’much”; but his gentle words paused when a quiet wince and jolt escaped you as he rubbed a certain spot on your upper back.

König also jumped a little from your reaction, taking his hands off of you as Simon did the same. König’s eyes furrowed in worry as he looked down at you, “Liebling? Are you alright?” He asked. “Did I hurt you, doll? I’m sorry-“ Simon began, his hands still held awkwardly in the air as he didn’t know what to do with them. You quickly looked at the two of them, grabbing their hands and holding them, the last thing you wanted was to worry the two.

“I’m ok! I promise,” you said, trying to adjust your feet and only put pressure on one of them for comfort, “just a little sore,” you smiled, “it’s nothing I can’t handle loves.” You let go of their hands and looked down at the sink, you were finally done. “How about we just watch a movie together in the living room? A new [your favorite movie series] movie came out while you two were gone.” Both the boys nodded and headed towards the living room, but quickly noticed you were walking a lot slower than you usually did.

Simon quickly figured out that you were probably sore, motioning for König to go get you. The Austrian nodded and went over, picking you up bridal style and carrying you to the living room. Simon queued up the new movie on the tv, sitting down and patting his lap for you and König. The other man placed your upper body down on Simon while he gingerly took your legs into his own. Simon began to very gently rub the knots and sores in your back, and König your feet.

You began to protest, saying you were fine, “I want you two to relax,” you said, trying to move König’s hands from your feet, your hands being patted away by his own with such gentleness, but it was still assertive. “You’ve been working so hard for so long, I don’t want you two to feel like you have to work for me too.” You confessed, turning a little to face Simon and pushing his hands back from you. Both men then realized that you might have a problem with letting other people take care of you, and that you might be a people pleasure. You told both of them a little about your past and your upbringing, but you told them enough for them to now connect the dots that this behavior and reaction to being doted on is one that is out of your control, and needs work.

König then spoke up, “Honey, both of us wanted to come home to you everyday. We are devoted to you, maus.” He took your feet back into his hands and rubbed the sole again, but very slowly and gently. Simon then placed a kiss on your temple and rubbed your shoulders, “he’s right, absolutely devoted. We know being away isn’t easy for you,” he paused, there was so much he wanted to say, but he also needed to work on himself and being vulnerable with his own emotions, but he still tried. “We want to do this for you,” he whispered. König nodded in agreement, “please? Let us do this for you. You do so much for us. Was würde ich ohne dich tun?” (What would I do without you?”)

“What would WE do without you.” Simon corrected, making you chuckle. Then you realized they were serious, they really did want to take care of you, and if that’s what your boys wanted, if this would make them happy, you couldn’t deny them. “Just this one time.” You mumbled, making the two men smile. Both knowing that this would be the start for you letting them in some more. Both also knowing there would be many, many more times.

“Love you s’much doll.”

“Love you forever Liebling.”

“Don’t know what we’d ever do without you.”

mini witch headcanon

Konig x witch reader

You are one of five sister witches, born from the same demon raised by the same witch who grew up together. As the youngest you didn’t have a familiar, you had seen all the familiar your sisters have. A bear, wolf, hawk, and a black panther. All majestic but very… cold.

You wanted something a little more friendly and a little less demanding…. However, the gods have deemed fit you have rotten luck. You were gifted the most horrendously ugly octopus you have ever seen. Slimy and clingy. Your first thought it eat. Deep fry it, with some nice sauces. Then the little squirt transforms. You could no longer eat it. You tried throwing it back into the ocean but the little filthy thing kept coming back clinging to Your skin. Its favorite place to hang out was your chest its tentacles touching your face. You walked the lands keeping your familiar in your hat. When the witch hunt began…. having a massive behemoth of a man on your side was very useful. ----------------

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Mini Witch

Part2,

You have no idea where you are. You could smell salty and your hair felt crusty and icky. On the other hand, the little blob, König (it calls itself that you refer it as Takoyaki) was crawling along leading you through the trees and soon onto flat airid plans. The flatness turns dry and sandy and there is the ocean.

The little ugly brat vanishes into the water leaving you on the beat.

You could walk away!

You did.

You could smell the scent of civilization (manure). The small village is quant. You found yourself walking from one shot to another. Your sister had left you a note.

“It is easier for your familiar to protect you if they have a weapon.” You found yourself in front of a weapon smith shop. Nothing struck you until a massive axe, like an executioner’s blade.

You needed a few things and had a few money. You needed food for travel new footwear where and a new cloak for the cold.

As night falls you walk back to the ocean to find your very much unhappy and very ungrateful familiar waiting for you. He transforms into a soggy ass man.

“Here, Takoyaki,” he took the ace and stared at it. He swung it around a few times before nodding like it was for him well.

You spend the night on the beach. The cool air of the ocean keeps the summer heat off you. You awoke feeling slimy and sticky. You look down to find your stupid familiar sleeping on your breast again.

“Perv,” you gran it off your skin and drop it into the sand. He curled up as if you dropped a slug in salt. His eyes open and he glared at you.

You get up clean up your clothes and gather your things, that cloak should be done soon.

“Wohin gehst du?” He asks, I look at him, he’s in his human form. A massive hunk of a man. If he wasn’t a familiar you would have surely pounced on him.

“I bought something wait here.” He sat there and you could have sworn it was pouting.

Something was odd.

Your skin crawled the moment you walked into the Villegas. The air was tense and eyes watched you. They were judging and pointing to you. Fear creeps up your back, you stand out like a sore thumb. You kept your head low and got moving but their eyes never stopped staring at you.

You pick up your cloak and try rushing out of the village. Your heart beat loudly in your chest, and fear gripped your mind… if you had a soul your soul be grasped.

“WITCH!” a man in black yells, all the blood rushes from your face as you feel your heartbeat I your ear. You turn and to your horror men on horseback and bow and arrows are waiting.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

You stare on eyes wide like a kitten, body frozen like a baby deer. You were nothing but a child in the face of adults… even if you were a few centuries older than them. You weren’t ready!

Where were your sisters when you needed them? Maybe you should have traveled with them for the first few trips as they suggested.

Your mind went to your familiar… that little thing can’t save you…

Your hands itch and the next thing you know, staff and hand shooting out magic. Fireballs rain down as arrows fly your way. You ran, shoot magic as you did so.

You had nowhere to go! Your sisters were nowhere to protect you. You're a dead witch running.

As your lungs burn and your angry voice screams for your head and your dismemberment. You only had one way out. That stupid ugly thing.

You collapse onto the sand but you can’t find your stupid familiar anywhere.

You’re going to die.

“WITCH!” You froze and stiffen.

You have no energy left. You turn around and back into the ocean. There is a small line were archer ready to shoot you dead.

Arrows fly.

“KÖNIG!” You shout.

The waters erupted. Tentacles shoot out and you turn to find a large monstrous humanoid tentacles man. The small axe in his hand looks like a toothpick. You cast an increasing size magic on it and soon the axe fit his new size.

He swung it, cutting man and horse apart, blood oozing into the sands.

You fall into his tentacles.

“He is very loyal”

“Maybe having a familiar doesn’t suck…

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I had a dream were König was carrying me through the post-apocalypse…