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darknixx · 1 month

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All good things come to an end...

TW: Mentions of Death.

The Hero, despite their valiant heart and unyielding spirit, could not withstand the onslaught of the Villain. The Villain has finally triumphed as the light fades from our beloved Hero's eyes...

Thunder rumbled in the distance as an ominous storm brewed over the once-thriving kingdom, now a bastion of shadows and despair. Two figures stood amidst the wreckage.

One was the Hero, their body swaying and struggling to stand, strength waning and spirit completely shattering; the emblem of hope now tarnished and torn. Opposite them, the Villain stood, shakily breathing out, relishing in their long-awaited victory and the adrenaline that pumped through them.

As the Hero watched the Villain take a few languid steps closer, there was a spark of wavering defiance in their eyes, a flicker of a fire that had once driven them to stand against evil now dying out. Their body, battered and bruised, pushed beyond its limits and barely able to withstand the pressure of their own weight, finally slump down as they are brought to their knees.

The Villain took one final step forward, their body looming over the hero's kneeling form, their presence oppressive, their power undeniable, and the growing shadow they cast over serving as a bitter reminder of their defeat.

A twisted smile plays on the Villain's lips at this, a light chuckle slipping past their lips before bursting out into a loud laugh. The Villain's laughter echoed through the desolation, a chilling reminder of their triumph. Amid the echoes, a moment of silence filled the air. The world seemed to hold its breath, mourning the fall of its champion.

“All good things come to an end...”

The Villain chides in, their voice a symphony of malice as they stood in front of the Hero, eyes peering down upon them, a glimmering sword brought to under the Hero's jaw, tilting their chin up. Upon taking action, the Hero's disdainful eyes met the Villain's deprecating gaze.

“And, oh... You were so good."

The praise, if it could be called that, was laced with a venom that made the Hero's blood burn, especially at the condescending, pitiful tone it took on. The Villain drags the cold tip of the blade against the Hero's skin to the side of their neck, resting it just right above the very bridge of the heart and mind.

Chills ran down the Hero's spine, eyes gazing up and visibly widening at the tender expression plastered across the Villain's face a moment ago that suddenly shifted and faded into a sickeningly sweet one. Manic clouded the Villain's eyes as they lightly pressed the blade onto the Hero's throat, an ear-to-ear grin tugging at their lips.

“But now— Farewell, Hero."

With those words, the pitiful Hero couldn't even begin to react, the Villain raising the sword before bringing it down onto the Hero's throat and swiftly slitting their throat, high pressure blood gushing out. The once cold blade is now warm, with the Hero's fresh red blood spilling over it, a rather raspy, choked gasp leaving the Hero.

Garbled words spill out of them, followed by a few bloody coughs, their hand planting itself on the large slit over their throat in a pathetic attempt to stop the life from rushing out of them. But much to their dismay, their body succumb to the tragedy that has befallen them, slowly laying down on the cold cement ground; convulsing once or twice before going limp.

The brief clattering of metal fills the weighted silence in the air when the Villain drops the sword, senses barely picking up anything, their surroundings nothing but a blur, except for the body.

The skies began to weep as if mourning the loss, the storm's fury reflecting the brewing chaos that would now consume the kingdom. Shadows lengthened, monsters roamed freely, and despair suffocated the last flickers of light and hope within humanity.

As the light fades from the Hero's eyes, another individual gains its once lost shine, a satisfied hum leaving them when they take in the sight of their doing in front of them. Realization slowly hitting the Villain...

The Hero has finally fallen.

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darknixx · 1 month

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~ Picture was taken from Pinterest.

I wonder, who is the villain?

After a long fight that would determine the fate and history of the kingdom and its people, not all's well that ends well. Their dearest Hero should've been victorious- So why... Why is everything falling apart? Why is everything on fire? Why has the Villain won?

Well, well, well...

Would you look at this horrific spectacular sight? Do you see it?

Just right below your feet lies the kingdom you sought to protect now crumbling apart. But there's an even more terribly pleasant sight- You.

Oh, valiant 'Hero', look at you now— on your knees, amidst the ruins of the very kingdom you swore to protect. But here we stand, or should I say, here you kneel, defeated, broken, a shadow of your former glory.

I can't help but feel a pang of pity... Mixed, of course, with a bitter satisfaction. Who would have thought that this so-called 'Hero' would be the architect of their own downfall, blinded by arrogance and misplaced confidence?

It's almost ironic. Here I am, the villain of this tale, lamenting the fate of a kingdom I sought to conquer. What does that make me?

The cries of your people, do you hear them? They mourn not just for their fallen kingdom but for their misplaced hope. They believed in you and hailed you as their savior. Yet, here we are, surrounded by nothing but the consequences of your folly.

You aimed to be the hero, the beacon of hope. Instead, you gambled everything they had, everything they were, on your own hubris. And in doing so, you did not just fail them—you condemned them.

Look around you— what do you see?

The ruins, the despair, the lost hope?

This is the reality you've crafted with your own hands, blinded by your arrogance, seduced by the siren song of your own legend. You risked everything, gambled the fate of many on what? A chance to prove yourself against me? And for what? So that in the end, you could be the 'hero' in your story?

But in this twisted tale, who indeed is the villain? Is it I, who played my part, bound by the chains of destiny, or is it you, who, in your hubris, brought ruin upon the very souls you vowed to shield? You sought to write history, yet you penned a tragedy.

So, who truly is the villain? Tell me, 'Hero'. Who is it?

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darknixx · 1 month

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Engulf it with the flames that destroyed us...

The hero and villain's once-used-to-be tormenters now appear before them. The same tormenters who caused their separation and led these two souls on a different path from each other. The hero with their forgiving heart is willing to move on from the incident of their past, finding vengeance to be completely unnecessary. But what will go down when the villain tilts the hero's head just a tad bit to the side to see their view...

Villain:

Ah, my dear, doesn't the sight before us just stir the soul?

The tremors of fear, the shivering pleas for mercy—they're truly intoxicating. It's almost… pitiful, isn't it? How these mighty figures, who once stood towering over us, now cower like frightened children.

It’s almost poetic, the way they now grovel at our feet, unknowing that with a single nod, we could extinguish the very light from their eyes.

It brings a certain… amusement, doesn't it? To see how the tables have turned.

But let me ask you. Why should we stop at mere amusement? Why not savor this moment a bit more… intimately?

You see, they've wronged us— deeply, irrevocably. They lit the fire that sought to consume us, to reduce our legacy to ashes. But oh, how fate loves her ironic twists.

For now, it is we who stand with the power to engulf. Not just with flames, my friend, but with a fire far more potent— the fire of vengeance.

Hero:

I… This is all so overwhelming. It's not that I don't feel the pull, the… allure of what you're proposing.

There's a part of me, perhaps a darker part, that finds a bitter sort of satisfaction in their fear, the promise of turning our suffering into their torment. But I… I don't know. This isn't us, or at least, it shouldn't be.

We've suffered, yes. But, doing such things, isn't that just becoming what we despised? How does it make us any different from them? If we give in to this… this instinct for vengeance, aren't we just perpetuating the cycle of harm?

But then again, the thought of letting them off, of letting them think they've won, it… it gnaws at me.

Villain:

Oh.

You hesitate, I see it. And oh, how admirable your restraint is, how… humane.

But remember, humanity didn't save us from their wrath, did it? Picture it: the fear that now dances in their eyes, not just a temporary flicker, but a blaze—a blaze that mirrors the very inferno they ignited in our lives.

Imagine the power, the absolute control. It's not just retribution; it's a statement —a declaration that we are no longer the victims, but the architects of their fate. We have the opportunity, here and now, to right the cosmic scale, to ensure that justice, true justice, is served.

Hero:

You're right. It's hard to admit, but you're right.

The line between right and wrong blurs when you're the one in pain. They never hesitated, not once, to inflict such terror upon us. Never spared us a second thought when they had us under their heel. Why should our conscience restrain us when theirs did not? Why should we grant them mercy now?

Perhaps… it's time they understood and felt every piece of the pain they caused. Yes, let's… Let's do it.

Let's ensure they never forget the pain they caused, that they live with the fear they instilled in us.

And perhaps— In the end… Justice sometimes requires us to embrace the darkness to protect what little light we have left.

Villain:

You finally see it, don't you? So, darling… Engulf it with the flames that destroyed us.

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Gosh darn it. The absolute variety and cascade of emotions I felt reading this— Feels like someone took my heart and squeezed it but also kissed it 💖

Hi hi! Hope you don't mind that I have another request eheh... 🥲 I'd like to request smut with some build up before it, if you don't mind of course ^^; I've just been recently obsessed over those tropes of s/o(s) being apart for too long. And then thought of a reader who happens to be an intelligence officer working for KorTac. She and König aren't together yet per sé, more like have fallen for each other but never got to voice it out. Now, reader is chosen to carry out espionage against their enemy. However, it lasts for a year or two. Which is risky af. Anyway, those feelings they had for each other never left and they only grew within time. Plus they really miss each other hjshjs- And then when she finally comes back, cue the reunion. Cue the confession. Andddd cue whatever happens after that. Sorry if my request is more lengthier than before 😭 feel free to decline

So uh yes. That's basically it. Stay safe and take care of yourself 🫶 just gonna drop this gigantic special delivery package to this wonderful writer over here (you ofc) of... Oo what's this— BOOM. LOVE ✨💓💞💕💖✨

OMG this is such a sweet idea🥹 Never feel bad sending in a request! I love reading them and I love the challenge of bringing your idea to life! Thank you for all of the love you send my way, it is very appreciated and it makes my day to see your messages and comments! I hope you have a fantastic day and enjoy the story!

Reunion (fem)

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>cw: fem/afab, p in v, oral

2.3k word count

You stand in your room packing your suitcase as König sat at your desk chair. His eyes slowly going up and down your body, taking in how beautiful you look doing something so mundane. His mind flushed with thoughts of you, your mission, and his feelings. He has so much to say, but now isn’t the right time.

“Are you nervous Maus?” König bounces his foot nervously.

“I- no.” You lie. “It will be easy.”

“You’re definitely the best person for the job.”

You turn and smile at him. You want to say how much you’re going to miss him while you’re away. You’re aware that this mission will be long, maybe a year. It hurts your heart to think he might meet someone new while you’re away. What if you come back and he has a whole new life? A lot can change in that amount of time. Your heart sinks, but you continue to fake a smile for him.

You turn and face him. König looks up to meet your gaze, his pale blue eyes look sad behind his mask. The mask hiding the frown on his lips. He stands and walks to you, wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug.

“I’m going to miss you Maus,” he whispers as he rests his head on top of yours.

“I’ll miss you too.” You wrap your arms around him and hug him back. “Don’t forget about me.” You say with a giggle in your voice to hide the pain in that statement.

Your giggle doesn’t work because König notices. His arms tightening around you, “I could never forget you, y/n.”

König has the overwhelming want to lean down and kiss your soft lips, but he can’t. You two are just friends. Military code forcing him to shove his feelings for you aside to not cause any issues. Yet, underneath his uniform, he is just a man in love; desperate for a chance to touch you in a more intimate way and express his love for you. He settles for friendly hugs and breathing in your scent instead.

He pulls away from the hug and looks down at you. Your beautiful eyes looking back at him. His heart pounds in his chest, he is already starting to miss you and it hurts.

“I’ll carry your bag to the garage for you.” He says closing your suitcase and picking it up.

“Thank you, Kö.”

The last time you two see each other you spend 20 minutes hugging, breathing each other in. Words hanging on the tips of both your tongues, yet no one brave enough to cross that line. Both of your hearts break as you know this could be your last time together. All you can do is hope that life brings you both back together.

The mission went on longer than expected. Two years and seven months, König has been counting the days; marking off the calendar waiting for the day you finally return. The only sign that you’re alive is the intel that KorTac occasionally gets from you, but it’s been three months since the last message. He is use to a life of solitude, but without you he feels a new level of loneliness.

He walks past your room every day before returning to his own. Your room remains vacant, everything left exactly how you left it. Every night he looks at a photo of you he has tucked under his pillow, gently kissing it hoping you’ll return to him soon.

It was another day of mundane tasks and paper work for König. He sat at his desk with your file pulled up on his screen, your photo attached. He marks off another day from the calendar, another day without you. Not even intel from you.

Around 12pm, König sits with his mask off, eating his lunch he packed for himself. He wonders where you are and if you’re safe. What if you’ve been captured and murdered or worse, fallen in love and decided to run off with the enemy. Being alone with his own thoughts is torture.

Just then there is a knock at his door. He rolls his eyes and lets out a sigh. He was in the middle of eating. Putting his sandwich down, he picks up a napkin and cleans his mouth before pulling his mask down over his face. Again, a knock.

“Alright, come in.” König says as he straightens himself out. He minimizes your file that he has still pulled up on the computer screen.

The door opens and closes, he looks up to see…you.

König’s jaw drops and he just sits there staring at you for a while, as if he can’t believe that you’re real and standing in front of him. You look just as beautiful as you did the day you left. Nothing has changed other than your hair being longer now, and it suits you.

You stand there quietly waiting for him to say something, do something. He just sits there looking at you in complete shock.

“Hey Kö,” you break the silence as you take a few steps closer.

Hearing the nickname, Kö, makes his heart flutter; only you and his mother have ever called him that. You’re really here. He isn’t hallucinating. It’s you. Quickly he stands to his feet and walks towards you, pulling you into a tight embrace. He takes a deep breath, breathing you in. He’s missed your scent so much these last few years, he had forgotten what you even smelled like. Forgotten just how perfect your warmth feels against his body.

Your arms quickly wrap around him, you’ve been dreaming of this moment for so long. Being away from König was harder than you thought it would be. Especially for almost three years, you weren’t sure if you’d be returning to the same man. Yet here he was. Your König. He waited for you.

König pulls away from the hug and moves his hands to grasp you face and turn your face so you can look into his eyes. His eyes glossy, tears threatening to fall. He doesn’t speak as he just looks at your face, taking in your beauty. He hasn’t seen you in the flesh for so long, it’s like he is seeing you again for the first time. His beautiful love.

Without thinking, König pulls his mask off; revealing his face to you for the first time ever. He leans down and gently presses his lips against yours; slowly out of fear of rejection, yet once your lips touch, you don’t pull back or turn away. You kiss back with even more passion, making König melt inside. He grips your face a little tighter as he begins to kiss you harder, matching your passion.

Breaking away, he rests his head on yours, tears now falling down both of your faces.

“I was scared I would never see you again.” His voice breaks as he speaks to you.

“I know,” your breathing shutters.

He pulls away slightly as you look up at his face. You take in all of his features that have been hidden all these years of friendship. He’s…beautiful. You’ve thought of what he might be hiding all this time, it’s just scars. They only add to how attractive you see him.

“Kö, I’m in love with you.” The words flow out of your mouth as if it’s word vomit.

Your heart begins to pick up and you swallow hard, waiting for his response. Your hand reaching out to wipe tears away from his eyes as they fall.

“I’m in love with you too, y/n. I always have been.” His voice cracks.

He leans down and his lips meet yours again, his tongue licking your lips as they part to accept him. He lets out a soft moan as he tastes you for the first time. He’s wanted this for a long time, since the day you stayed behind with him after a failed mission. That was the day he fell in love with you.

His hands drop down to your waist as he begins to push up the hem of your shirt, his warm hands caressing your soft skin. You don’t stop him; your body has always craved him. You’re his now, in this moment, and forever. Slowly pulling away from your lips, his eyes drop down your body.

“Is this okay?” He seeks you consent before continuing. His hands continue to caress your waist, moving up slowly.

You nod your head, closing your eyes as his lips come back to meet yours. You continue to make out as his hands move up your body. He begins to pull you shirt up, breaking the kiss to take your shirt fully off. He looks down at your breasts cupped in your bra. He brings you closer to him as he can wrap his arms around you and unhook your bra. You let the bra drop from your body.

König quickly drops to his knees, his lips finding your breasts and kissing all over, his lips grazing over your nipples giving you chills. His hands fumble with the button of your pants as he undoes it. Pulling down your zipper, he looks up at you. His hands wrap around the top of your pants and pull them down with your underwear.

His eyes look at the soft bush between your legs before he kisses your stomach and hips. You lean back against the wall and he lifts one of your legs over his shoulder. Slowly he kisses down your thigh that’s resting on him. He finally begins to kiss the soft hair covering your sacred area. He takes a deep breath, taking in your scent completely. He has always wanted to be graced with the privilege of giving you pleasure, and here he is finally.

He sticks his tongue out and licks from the bottom to the top, his tongue making small circles over your clit. He can’t believe just how sweet you taste. The small moans leaving your lips mixed with the smell of your arousal making his cock rock hard in his cargos. He begins to suck lightly on your clit, flicking his tongue over it as he does. Your legs begin to tremble and jerk.

You look down at him as he eats you out, your fingers gently combing through his blonde hair. You could have never imagined that he would be this good as he begins to focus in on your clit. Legs shaking you moan out, calling his name. You feel a rush, a build up of pleasure.

Knowing that you’re about to cum, König keeps his rhythm. You push his face into your cunt, forcing him to only breathe in your sweet natural musk. His face covered in your arousal; he can’t take it anymore.

He moves your leg off of him gently as he stands up. He begins to quickly undo his belt and take his pants off. He pulls his shirt off, revealing his Greek god like body to you. You just look at him, in awe. The same way he looks at you.

You both stand there looking at each other’s bare bodies. König just can’t get enough of you. He walks closer to you and scoops you up in his arms. He walks to his desk chair with you. He sits slouched in the chair as you sit on his lap, your wet pussy rubbing against his erection. You lean in and kiss his lips as he moans softly feeling a tease of what your warmth will be like.

With no regard for safe sex, you lean forward, reaching down and grabbing his cock to guide it into your pussy. Once the tip squeezes in you both let out a harmonious moan. Your eyes studying his face as he is focused on watching you stretch around his cock.

Your hands on his shoulders for balance, you continue to sit down until König bottoms out inside of you. His hands squeezing the supple flesh of your thighs as he submits to you and lets you take control of your shared pleasure. Your tight cunt squeezing around him, breasts bouncing in his face as you move over him. His muscles flex as he assists you in your movements.

“Oh Scheiße, Maus. You feel so fucking good.” He moans out as his head falls back against the back of the chair; eyes closed. He has never felt this level of pleasure before with another partner. The sound of your wet cunt filling the space between your shared moans and panting.

“Kö,” you whimper out as your hands move to his chest, fingers digging deeply into his skin.

König opens his eyes and looks down at your cunt eagerly trying to milk him. A creamy white ring circling the base of his cock, and he can smell the sex in the air. He can’t hold on anymore. He wraps his arms around your abdomen and holds you close to him while he begins to quickly thrust up into you, his balls slapping against your ass. You begin to moan out loudly, definitely loud enough to be heard from the hallway, but he couldn’t care less.

“I-I’m going to- ah,” König couldn’t even speak as he begins to sweat from his rapid movements. His hands grasping your ass as he begins to roughly push you down on his cock. You can feel him throbbing deep inside of you as he cums. His cheeks turning slightly red from embracement of not lasting longer.

Your lips meet his with desperation as you both kiss. His hands still gripping you tightly as you rest on him, as if you might leave again if he lets go. Breaking the kiss you both look into each other’s eyes. One of his hands leaving your body and moving up to caress your face gently.

“Are you mine?” König sounding so submissive and gentle, a side no one ever sees of him.

“Of course.”

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darknixx · 2 months

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꒥︶꒷Greetings, Tumblr Wanderer!꒷︶꒥

Welcome welcome! Pleasure meeting you!

Once used to be a lurker here and still am but here I am! ^^

That says quite a lot about me to be honest... Aka I don't know how stuff works here.

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♛↬𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐌𝐞:

Call me Caelestis, a young female scribe.◠°✩

An 18 year old residing in my body. In a room. In this Earth.

I'm a simple person really with a bit of seasoning...

Likes: You 💍 (platonically), Writing OCs and random stuff, Listening to unhinged character audios or my Spotify playlists, Streaming and voice-acting every once in a while, Playing Otome or rhythm games and Watching anime or action movies.

Some of my interests: Alien Stage, Obey Me, Call of Duty, Toilet Bound Hanako-kun, Hell's Paradise, Dungeon Meshi, etc.

Now, I'm no professional writer. I'm not experienced with it either. Simply one who just loves to write for fun!

♜↬𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐠:

On this account, I shall drop fragments of my OCs, scenarios, sentences or dialogues — each reflecting its own tale. In short, a haven where I dump my thoughts.

𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩 is the ink I favour most. So, expect to see 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 a lot of it. Whether it is light or dark is up to your interpretation. 'Cause even I'm not sure. I just think it's sad.

Fluff? 𝙒𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚? Ah. That's a 𝘵𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘵 more rare. It's just more or so difficult for me to conjure up. For me to come up with one feels like a blessing bestowed upon me.

Woah woah, hol' up! 𝙎𝙢𝙪𝙩? Good heavens. I do have ideas every now and then... But it's just not part of my craft. Maybe I will post some but, trust me, they are 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰 badly written.

Most of my writing is just all about the 𝒇 𝒆 𝒆 𝒍 𝒔 . + *

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Masterlist doesn't exist yet...

♝↬𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬:

⚠︎ Basic DNI Criteria. Please do respect them.

⚠︎ Please do not plagiarize, copy, translate or claim my works.

ପ Inconsistency: I am afraid to say that I don't have a regular posting schedule. Ideas unfortunately just appear and exist randomly.

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#⚘◡ฅ Caelestis Writes 🩵

For any of my writings/posts.

#Heaven's Children

For my OCs.

(Will enter some more later on)

♥︎↬𝐅𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥:

Whew! That was quite a lengthy introduction— But yay! You've reached the end of it. Oh! And one last thing... Your thoughts and interactions are the ink to my pen, so don’t hesitate to drop comments or messages! <3

Take care and bye!

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬,

𝐂𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐬

“You don't love yourself? If only I could just let you see what I see then maybe you'd learn to love yourself and see what's so darn wonderful about you." - Me 🪻

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When I'm telling you that I screamed at the notification, then giddily read the whole thing, then proceeded to go from ouch → bawling my eyes out— I am not kidding.

Hii! This is actually my first time requesting anything from anyone, so I'm shy especially since I'm requesting from such a wonderful writer (it's you btw 🫵🥹) Just got into your works recently and I love love LOVE them ❤ I just adore your writing so much and love how you portray König ^^ So I was wondering if you could write fluff for wife!reader who wants to have a family with König but has a deep seated fear of childbirth, though that doesn't stop her from considering it. However, let's say König went on deployment for a quite 'awhile' and some unspeakable things has happened to his dear wife— that deep seated fear of hers is then now accompanied with trauma and perhaps König then finds out her thoughts of actually considering having kids just finally goes down the drain. How do you think it will go from there?

My request most probably doesn't make sense and forgive me for the sudden dark turn 😭 but I just have this twisted(?) story belief that the darker the past, the most utmost delicate comfort is needed to smother them. If it seems too much, feel free to ignore the request 🙇‍♀️ Have a great day or night ahead! Make sure to take care of yourself too 🫶

You're too sweet🥹🩷 I'm so happy that you're enjoying my writing! I hope this is along the lines of what you were asking! I love soft König so much😮‍💨🩷 I hope you have an amazing day🥰

König x Wife!Reader (fem)

All fluff🩷

For more click here: ✍🏽🩷

>cw: fem/afab, family planning, mention of feelings from past assault, fear of rejection

You just dropped the bomb on König that you are no longer willing to consider having children. After your recent traumas mixed with your deep-rooted fears, you just couldn’t bring yourself to bring a child into this world. Sitting across from you on the bed, König tilts his head as his gaze softens as he listens to you explain your feelings. You feel hot in the face as you think this will be the end.

“I understand if this isn’t the life you want,” your voice trembles as you say those words. Losing König, especially at a time like this, would just ruin you. “I don’t want you to miss out on having a family.”

Your eyes study König’s face trying to see how he is feeling. His blue eyes studies yours as well. His heart pounding in his chest, all he wants to do is reach out an embrace you. He is a strong man, but seeing you, the woman he loves, broken like this breaks him. He has a heavy guilt weighing on his heart for asking for children.

König looks down at your trembling hands and back to your eyes. His eyebrows furrowed as he opens his mouth to speak but stops. Instead, he grabs your waist and pulls you gently to his lap. His arms wrap tightly around you as he rests his head on yours.

“Liebling, you are my family.” He whispers gently stroking your hair. “Kids or no kids, I just want you.”

His words shatter what defenses you put up, ready for rejection. Your tense body relaxes more as you allow yourself to take in his warmth, his scent. His arms squeeze you a little tighter as he rubs his hands along you body to sooth you.

“I don’t want you to settle,” You begin to sob, crying into his black shirt as he holds you to him. He lets you cry and just sits silently with you, rocking his body back and forth. Once you begin to calm down, he begins to kiss the top of your head.

He grabs your puffy tear-stained face as he brings your eyes up to meet his, “You’re my wife. I’ve loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you as corny as that sounds,” he chuckles lightly. “I have nothing without you. I can live without children if it means I get to have you.”

You look up at him with glossy eyes threatening to burst with tears again. König can see the pain in your eyes, not just about the kids, but from what happened to you. A deep rage inside of him feels as if he let you down, he wasn’t here to protect you. He can’t go back in time and stop the assault. All he can do is be here and help you heal. Kids don’t even matter to him, you come first. Always.

Moving your bodies so you both are lying on the bed, his arms wrapped around you, holding you close to him. He gently kisses the top of your head as he listens to you trying to control your breathing.

“Liebling, I’m sorry I wasn’t there to protect you. I’m sorry.” His own eyes begin to water but he holds back his own emotions to be strong for you. “I promise you’re safe with me now. We will live a happy long life together. We can adopt a cat or dog- even a snake, I don’t care.” He chuckles.

You smile in his arms and move your hands to his chest as you begin to fidget with the fabric of his t-shirt.

“What about a tarantula?” You tease knowing he is scared of spiders.

“Anything for you Liebling, just don’t expect me to be an active father.” He laughs, causing you to giggle lightly.

He looks down at you and kisses your forehead, you lift your head to let him kiss your lips. His hand gently moves to your cheek and cups your face softly. His lips press against yours as if you’re made of glass and he might break you. His precious jewel.

“I love you so much, y/n.”

“I love you too König.”

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