Noxx

The tiny cutie meows and hops on up the bed, rubbing up on your boyfriend. All is good, he’s lazily petting her, then she finally steps up on him. “oh mein gott for the love of everything cat just lay down” his voice strained as he tries his best not to move his chest too much.

The blankets are the most time consuming. It’s not because there’s so many that you guys need to do multiple loads (actually yeah kinda), but it’s because there are so many with so many different washing requirements. Unlike the pillow cases where you can just chuck all of them in all at once, the blankets need extra care, different softener, detergent, water pressure, wash settings.. even drying it needs just as much care!! And don’t even get me started on the fluffy ones, having to brush them all out carefully so that they don’t become matted and flat, the newer fluffy ones leaving fluff lint EVERYWHERE and getting uncomfortable knots.

You make könig wash the blankets too, not that he minds because like I said, he loves you!! But that does mean that you need to put in some work too. So you brush out the lint and knots while he beats the other thick blankets filled with cotton to even it all out again.

It’s a nice bonding moment between you two!! And after all that work, you two finally get to lay back down on your guys’ bed, snuggling together and wishing each other sweet dreams… the next morning you guys wake up you see everything got thrown on the floor.

One time you walked in on him playing his newest game, we’ll say it’s job simulator, and since he had headphones on, he didn’t hear you come into the room. It’s a great game to eat food in! You can pick up the food, ACTUALLY eat it as your character makes chewing noises, and it disappears once you’ve bitten off enough!

König who has to take all of the covers off of each of them one at a time to wash, then put them all back in their specific color and patterns so that both of them can grab the specific pillow they want for the night.

Why does reader have so many pillows? They wanted to build a nest. Why did they want to build a nest? Because nests are cool asf. Does könig ever get tired of this routine? Yeah definitely. But does he keep doing it because he loves you? Obviously <3

Roommate!könig (platonic)

You and könig have been best friends for a while, now having moved in together just a few months ago. It was honestly amazing! Living with your best friend, hanging out every day, doing activities together that you wouldn’t be able to do with your schedules, etc

Just like many things you and könig have in common, you both also love reading fanfics! Now, while you don’t exactly mind whatever scenario the writers put you in, könig is very picky. He sees one that makes him shorter than his beloved? “Where’s a good fanfic with taller readers?” He sees one that makes him overly submissive “ah yes, because I moan at the most randomest things ever” he sees one that is very obviously a fem!reader but the writer put it as any “I just love having massive tits” he sees one that is also, very obviously oc x canon but is tagged as reader x canon “no, my name is not (a name that isn’t y/n or reader) and no, i do not have a petite body with roses blooming everywhere i walk”

Eventually you get tired of hearing him voice his opinions every two seconds while he scrolls on every app and website with fanfics of his favorite character that he can find, and tell him “why don’t you just write your own?” He looks at you flabbergasted, like you suggested he backflip onto a shark in a vat of acid and go down with it “nein!! Haven’t you heard of the curse? About how writers get into bad situation after they write fanfics?” He shudders at the thought “nein, no, нет, absolutely not”

At night, while laying in bed, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts are plagued with the possibility of him becoming a fanfic writer. He could make funny stories that he would have loved to read! Make the reader his height and his build, not make them overly sub or dom, not give them a name or physical description.. oh it sounds amazing!! But the curse… the writers curse always made him second guess. Oh well, it couldn’t hurt to try, right? And if anything did happen, he could just not right ever again!!

König x reader (any pov!!)

You two have been talking about getting animals for months now, debating about whether to get a cat or a dog, maybe even a rat! It happened on a day when you had to work late. He had decided to go by himself and choose any cat that seemed good enough, as you had told him, “seeing all of those cats are way too sad! If I go there, I might end up buying out the entire place!”

It shouldn’t have taken long, should’ve just been in and out, but.. there was this cat you see, sad eyes, fluffy cheeks, laying down like it had already given up on trying to catch people attention. He needed that cat so badly, he couldn’t bear to leave it in this environment.

Turns out that cat was bonded with another one, the other was just in the back getting a little check up. So he decided then and there to adopt both of them, even without meeting the other. It doesn’t hurt to get two, besides, one for each of you!

Then.. oh boy, he walked around a bit more as these cats were getting ready for adoption and saw this super loud but scratchy voiced cat. It was the oldest in the humane society, and was one of the few that hadn’t given up a single day of meowing, knowing that there had to be someone out there to that loved them. It absolutely broke königs heart, and now suddenly he’s taking home three.

Finally he was going home, almost spent around a thousand dollars just on the toys and food alone. Hey, you can’t blame him though, this is his first time getting cats, and he’s already spoiling the ever loving crap out of them.

Now it’s your turn to see all of them. You come home all tired and worn out, ready to see whatever cute little kitty your boyfriend got! “König. What the fuck.” He looks at you in surprise, having been preoccupied all day building these extravagant cat trees for all of them, while surrounded by all three of them. They all got along pretty well! Thank goodness.. “schatz.. please don’t be mad! I couldn’t resist their gazes!”

König x insecure!reader (should be any pov I think?)

Lately, you’ve been feeling a bit self conscious. Every time you look in the mirror, you look different. Bigger, slimmer, taller, shorter, hairy, smooth, cross eyed, 20/20 vision, etc. you just look.. weird

You don’t say anything because you feel like it isn’t that big of a deal. Besides, you’ve dealt with this before, so it isn’t anything new, you’ll overcome it, eventually. But.. there’s something about the way könig interacts with everyone. Despite being a giant walking brick wall who’s extremely awkward in any given scenario, he’s got a way of charming anyone that looks at him. I mean.. just look at him, a tall muscular guy who has the personality of anyone’s dream. Needless to say, it did NOT help you.

Every joke that he laughed at that wasn’t yours, every compliment that he gave that wasn’t directed towards you, every shoulder he gave to cry on that wasn’t your tears staining his clothes.. it just made you more and more self conscious.. maybe he’d be better off with someone else? Maybe he doesn’t need you? Maybe.. maybe…

Eventually it becomes too much, and one day, you just break down. It’s not loud, or grand, or even public. It’s in the safety of your guys home, in the living room, when you guys are playing games together. The thoughts just overwhelm you, and the sound of his voice just makes you recoil in a way that you never wanted. The first tear comes suddenly. Then the next, and then the next. And soon enough, you’re staring at a paused screen with shaky hands, königs arms wrapped around you asking what happened and if you’re okay. You obviously can’t respond because.. well, you’re crying a waterfall.

“Schatz? What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” He asks in a worried voice, concerned with the sudden change in atmosphere. Hm, actually, only sudden to him, as this has been building in you for the past week or so. You try to explain “You- those people- I can’t-!” Saying gibberish between breaths, before taking one deep gulp of air, letting it all out in a shaky sigh, almost as shaky as your hands “I just can’t take it anymore.. am I seriously the one you want? I see all of these beautiful men and women you talk to, how you treat them, how they treat you.. I’m not as..” you let yourself stop to think. Not as what? You don’t really know, all you know is that they aren’t you, and it hurts

“Look at me.” König raised his voice, not to scare or command you, but to bring your thoughts back to the present. “Believe me when I say, I love you and only you. Compared to you, these people are just background characters. Just noise, nothing else. I love and adore absolutely everything about you, I compare everyone to you just because I can’t get you out of my mind, sometimes it’s not even intentional, it’s just a habit that I’ve gotten used to. It’s almost impossible to go a single second not thinking about you, even when I’m with other people and on the field, you are what fills my mind. I love you, so so much.” He ends it all with a long kiss to your forehead

As someone with severe social anxiety, I can 100% relate to könig that my part of the social anxiety makes me very very awkward and uncomfortable whenever speaking to someone I don’t know.

Imagine, you and könig are just burnt out and overwhelmed at the end of the day, but still wanna get something special to treat yourselves. BUT, once you guys arrive to whatever food place you wanna go to, you run into a problem.. who the hell is going to talk to the server/cashier..?

You decide to treat yourself with TWO coffees today since it’s your day off and you’re feeling like you deserve a treat!! bad idea. You’re now awake at 3 in the morning, getting up every few minutes because you just can’t rest, and now you’re feeling the after AFTER effects of going over your coffee limit (aka you’re heart is racing and you feel like you’re gonna die)

König, sleeping peacefully beside you, wakes up with a fright because you’re literally staring into his soul. “Schatz? Ist alles in Ordnung?” (Sweetie? Is everything alright?) He asks, “why are you up so late?”

“I’m dying,” you flatly respond, making him go wide eyed in panic “WAS??” “My heart is beating so freaking fast, I can’t stop shaking, and my head hurts. those coffees were such a horrible idea, I don’t know why I thought it was a good idea to do that.” He lets out a relieved sigh, realizing you’re not actually dying.

Now you two are playing games, baking cookies, and doing your morning chores late at night since you can’t fall asleep and he doesn’t wanna leave you alone.

You finally fall asleep on the couch with könig at 8 in the morning, vowing to never EVER do that again.

Hii this is my first time writing anything like this so please don’t mind if it’s bad :,)

König loves you, as anyone should, he loves you from the bottom of your feet, to the very top of where your frizzy hair stands. Sure, that man can get really horny really quickly, but I kinda feel like it doesn’t just happen randomly, Y’know? Like there’s gotta be some kind of intentional sexual undertone in anything you guys are doing.

That being said, I think he doesn’t get hard when you’re coming out of the shower naked, you guys are showering together, or getting changed. I feel like it’s very intimate(?) to him to see you in such a state, like he feels very happy that your so comfortable enough around him to not wanna hide yourself, or feel like your naked body is a sexual burden. He feels even more happy whenever you say random shit like “könig!! Help me find my pee hole!!” Just because you heard some girl online say that she’s having trouble mapping out her genitals, and you want some help mapping your own out.

I think that he thinks of you like an olden time painting of a naked woman. The beauty that it captures in every curve, dip, stretch, mark, scar, everything. His heart skips a beat whenever he sees your body, but honestly? When does it not? In every shape and form you and your body is in, it’s like he falls in love all over again. He couldn’t be any more grateful to be the one granted the sight of your body.