hihi ˙ᵕ˙

I don’t really know how I feel about today? I took a shower this morning and I was proud of atleast getting up out of my bed today. I even did my skincare routine and brushed my teeth. but idk I guess cuz I started my period so i’m just all in a funk. I ate something and my mom made it but I didn’t finish it because I don’t really have an appetite and the food texture made me nervous and i’m also feeling a lil gloomy today too.

anyways enough about me,, I hope you are having a better day than me. I hope you ate and is hydrated also. ⭐️

hi my love im so sorry i’m answering this so late! it makes me so happy to hear that you were able to do a couple things for yourself! even if you’re a bit gloomy and can’t eat, you can still be proud of the other things you did :) what foods do you enjoy eating? maybe having some of your favorites or cravings will make it a bit easier to get something down

i had a fucking shitty day today honestly! i guess i had way too much to drink last night (which was odd because i was at home and only had 2 and a half, plus i ate dinner and had a good 2.5 hour span but whatever i guess) so i had the worst hangover after puking my guts up at 3am. i was supposed to be helping my sister make my brother in law his bday cake but i was so woozy and had to go home, i laid in bed for literally 5 hours after that just trying to sleep. i had to force myself to get up and shower and get ready for work, and it was crazy busy there of course. and then as im going to lock up for the night, THE FRONT DOOR WAS BROKEN??? the owner is out of town right now too so i stayed there an extra 30 minutes just waiting to hear back, and then had to rush to a dinner that i was now going to be 45 minutes late for. then my hangover headache started to come back so i had to leave after an hour. and now that i’m home i just had to call the non emergency line to report a drunk guy who has been screaming from his balcony for about 3 hours straight. now all i want to do is sleep, so im hoping i can pass out within the next hour or so. luckily i have the next 2 days off so im hoping to recoup a bit after this shit show lol

it felt good to get that off my chest ugh ive been so sick of everything recently

check in whenever you can, im thinking of you constantly 💗

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SUN !!! hope you're doing well ☀️🌷💐🌼

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i’m hanging in there!! i hope you’re taking care and have been able to get some good rest <3

spring mornings are spent in bed with john. the sun shines through the uncovered window, a warm beam resting across your face. birds chirp outside, dancing from branch to branch as they play. a while ago this would've made you grumpy, wanting to sleep in until you felt like rising, exhausted from the previous day.

but now you cherish being woken by the sunshine, your eyes fluttering to adjust to the light. the scraping of skin on paper alerts you to john's presence, the burly man propped against your headboard, a half read book in his hands. he smiles at you, mumbling a 'mornin', love' in his thick accent.

"morning," you reply with a small smile, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

the sheets rustle as he leans in to you, cupping your cheeks for a big kiss, accidentally snapping his book closed on his lap. you shake your head and pull back, turning to the side before you speak, preventing your morning breath from hitting his face, "we haven't brushed our teeth yet, john."

"y'better give me a kiss, or else you ain't leaving this bed today," he threatens, frowning at you like he cares. as if he wouldn't love having your morning breath fanning over his face as he kisses you until you're gasping for air!

"mm- fine," you give him a quick peck, quickly throwing the covers off of you and rolling out of bed before his strong arms can lock you in, pulling you back for more. your ankle gets stuck on the sheet, nearly causing you to fall to the floor but you catch yourself just in time.

john wants to be annoyed but your somewhat graceful fall makes him burst out laughing, your panicked face replaying in his head, " 's what you get for running from me! don't come back either."

he watches you recover, dusting yourself off and fixing the piece of hair that fell out from your tie. you don’t have to come back to him, because he follows you into the bathroom before you can even close the door, grabbing his toothbrush for a good clean so he can get all of the kisses he wants!

when konig laughs he snorts.

thats the hc

laughing headcannons for the 141 + könig & krueger 🗣️

price is the type to wheeze. it sounds bloody awful, like he's in pain and is unable to catch his breath. honestly, seeing him bang his fists on the table laughing makes you laugh. although that is only if he's very comfortable with you, if you're his significant other or family. if you're a soldier, he'll chuckle quietly, scoffing and rolling his eyes playfully at your pathetic jokes.

simon isn't the type to laugh, he smiles more than he laughs. if you say something funny, he might snort and look away, grinning from ear to ear. although if he's comfortable then he may laugh a little louder, probably while he's drunk at home.

soap, oh, soap... he's obnoxious, and so is his laugh. if you're in scotland, you could probably hear it all the way from australia. his laugh is constant and he can barely breathe if he's laughing loudly, sometimes his laugh is funnier than the joke. he's the type to cry laughing, probably piss himself laughing if he's too drunk and can't control his fits of laughter.

gaz wheezes, it's a pained wheeze, sometimes sounding like a window wiper. his laugh is funnier than the joke, it always is. he grabs his stomach and bends over laughing sometimes, barely able to keep his balance. he'll wipe the tears from his waterline as he grins, thinking about the joke before getting the both of you into another laughing fit.

könig, like you said, is a snorter. he snorts when he's comfortable, which in turn makes you laugh even harder. you bend over laughing at his laugh, which causes könig to fall to his knees laughing. if he's not comfortable, he won't laugh. he stares at you. he doesn't mean to come across as hostile or harsh, but he doesn't know what you expect him to do or say. perhaps he'll chuckle a little, maybe fist bump you if he finds you tolerable.

krueger giggles almost, it's a mixture of a chuckle and a giggle. he covers his eyes when he laughs, chuckling at whatever he finds funny. he doesn't laugh often, so it's pretty rare if you manage to get him to laugh, but god does his laugh make you smile.

imagine roommate könig spying on you getting off…

it's late at night when the familiar, low whir of your vibrator starts, the sound travelling through the paper thin walls of your apartment. könig hadn't meant to be awake still, but sleep wasn't coming to him easily, and now he's wide awake. he lays there in the dark, slowing his breathing to listen as the buzzing gets faster.

he moves without thinking, his steps quiet as a mouse as he moves across the room. the old door squeaks as he pulls it open just enough to squeeze through, freezing for a second to make sure you're still oblivious. your door is closed with no light visible under the door, you must be in the dark too, he assumes.

könig leans into the door, his left ear focusing closely on each small sound that slips through the cracks. his cock swells in his sweatpants, throbbing and growing harder with each tiny gasp and whine you let out, palming himself through the fabric to ease some of the tension. his mind buzzes with want, picturing all of the things he could be doing to you instead of that stupid silicone toy.

his stomach twists as an idea pops in his mind. would it really be that bad to take a peek? he knows he should turn around and get back in bed, but his trembling fingers are already reaching for the doorknob. and fuck, he just wants a glance…

könig’s long fingers wrap around the handle, twisting slowly as to not alert you. his intense heartbeat pounds in his ears, nearly drowning out any noise that had been coming from you. he twists until it unlatches, pushing it open just enough for his left eye to look through.

you’re laying on your bed with your eyes closed, legs spread open with your hands between your thighs. your skin is illuminated by the moon’s bright glow, the curtains on your window still open to the night sky. your mouth is hanging open with a silent cry, forcing it into a whimper as you bite on your bottom lip.

his cock drips with precum, quickly forming a damp spot in the thin fabric of his briefs. he’s lost all sense of right and wrong, breaking his promise to himself of ‘only a quick peek’ as he gets lost in you. every tiny squeak and whine you make as you push the pink toy deeper inside of you locking him in a trance. your small frame jumps and trembles as you work yourself, your wrist burning as you chase your orgasm. sweat drips down the back of your knees to your thigh, your body begging for a final release. rocking your hips with it, your other hand moves faster, rubbing and pinching your clit with your two fingers to drag yourself over the edge of euphoria.

his heart rate accelerates even higher, beating so fast in anticipation he swears he could send himself into cardiac arrest. you finally cum with a sharp inhale, your thighs squeezing shut against your arms as you continue to drag out your orgasm, your clit burning with overstimulation. it lasts for about few more seconds before you start to breathe again, gasping for air to fill your empty lungs. your movements slow to a stop, pulling the pink vibrator from your pussy. you fall back into your pillows, allowing yourself to come back to earth from the overwhelming orgasm as the room falls quiet.

könig releases his tight grip from himself through his pants, slowly pulling your door back to the frame as he twists the knob. as soon as it’s closed he releases it slowly, the door latching perfectly as if it had never been touched. his legs feel stuck, hesitantly dragging himself back to bed to finish the job.

he tells himself he’ll never do that again. but when he hears the familiar buzz again the next week, he asks himself if that’s really a promise he can keep…

hii, i just wanna say i love your writing style!! it's hella pretty + the ideas you have are genius like wtf i wish you the best with your works, im srry that no ones seeing them :((

thank you so much love!!!! i overthink my writing style all the time so it makes me feel better to know you enjoy it hehe

im not sure why my posts have been being blocked but im happy that even a few of you see it and enjoy it. maybe i just post at bad times but the traffic on my account has just been TERRIBLE recently. like what did i do to be hated like this :((

im hoping with some simon content it can get a bit more attention but ive been in my könig feels recently so we’ll see what happens

i appreciate you for taking the time out to let me know you saw it though!!!! mwah mwah

imagine roommate könig spying on you getting off…

it's late at night when the familiar, low whir of your vibrator starts, the sound travelling through the paper thin walls of your apartment. könig hadn't meant to be awake still, but sleep wasn't coming to him easily, and now he's wide awake. he lays there in the dark, slowing his breathing to listen as the buzzing gets faster.

he moves without thinking, his steps quiet as a mouse as he moves across the room. the old door squeaks as he pulls it open just enough to squeeze through, freezing for a second to make sure you're still oblivious. your door is closed with no light visible under the door, you must be in the dark too, he assumes.

könig leans into the door, his left ear focusing closely on each small sound that slips through the cracks. his cock swells in his sweatpants, throbbing and growing harder with each tiny gasp and whine you let out, palming himself through the fabric to ease some of the tension. his mind buzzes with want, picturing all of the things he could be doing to you instead of that stupid silicone toy.

his stomach twists as an idea pops in his mind. would it really be that bad to take a peek? he knows he should turn around and get back in bed, but his trembling fingers are already reaching for the doorknob. and fuck, he just wants a glance…

könig’s long fingers wrap around the handle, twisting slowly as to not alert you. his intense heartbeat pounds in his ears, nearly drowning out any noise that had been coming from you. he twists until it unlatches, pushing it open just enough for his left eye to look through.

you’re laying on your bed with your eyes closed, legs spread open with your hands between your thighs. your skin is illuminated by the moon’s bright glow, the curtains on your window still open to the night sky. your mouth is hanging open with a silent cry, forcing it into a whimper as you bite on your bottom lip.

his cock drips with precum, quickly forming a damp spot in the thin fabric of his briefs. he’s lost all sense of right and wrong, breaking his promise to himself of ‘only a quick peek’ as he gets lost in you. every tiny squeak and whine you make as you push the pink toy deeper inside of you locking him in a trance. your small frame jumps and trembles as you work yourself, your wrist burning as you chase your orgasm. sweat drips down the back of your knees to your thigh, your body begging for a final release. rocking your hips with it, your other hand moves faster, rubbing and pinching your clit with your two fingers to drag yourself over the edge of euphoria.

his heart rate accelerates even higher, beating so fast in anticipation he swears he could send himself into cardiac arrest. you finally cum with a sharp inhale, your thighs squeezing shut against your arms as you continue to drag out your orgasm, your clit burning with overstimulation. it lasts for about few more seconds before you start to breathe again, gasping for air to fill your empty lungs. your movements slow to a stop, pulling the pink vibrator from your pussy. you fall back into your pillows, allowing yourself to come back to earth from the overwhelming orgasm as the room falls quiet.

könig releases his tight grip from himself through his pants, slowly pulling your door back to the frame as he twists the knob. as soon as it’s closed he releases it slowly, the door latching perfectly as if it had never been touched. his legs feel stuck, hesitantly dragging himself back to bed to finish the job.

he tells himself he’ll never do that again. but when he hears the familiar buzz again the next week, he asks himself if that’s really a promise he can keep…

losing the motivation to post when all my stuff is getting blocked :///

ill repost my könig one tonight and see if that does better

i have literally 19 drafts rn that could be so good but i dont wanna post them if they’re gonna get 20 likes each lol it takes so much time and effort for just that

tumblr hates me :(((( blocking all of my posts recently

random könig headcanons <3

☼ könig takes long showers to decompress after work. he'll be in for about 30 minutes, just letting the hot water beat on his sore back. occasionally you'll come to check on him and just see him leaning against the wall with his head down, the water rinsing away the stress of work. he always smells so good too, like fresh laundry and a hint of versace cologne.

one of his dreams is to have a shower bench so he can sit and relax, but then he won't want to leave the water!

☼ his house is small and quiet. two bedrooms, the 2nd is being used as his home office filled with old papers, files, and books. his furniture is basic, walnut woods with white and grey is his theme. cat toys are strewn about from his little girls, accompanied by large cat trees and scratchers. ambient lighting is his best friend, könig never has the main lights on! he has a nice lamp in every room that he uses instead.

☼ speaking of his little girls! könig has 2 black cats that are his entire world! they're both females around 4 or 5 years old, and he assumes they're siblings. they were neighborhood strays before he went through the long process of getting them to trust him before finally bringing them in. they're the calmest cats ever, spending most of their time relaxing on the nearest surface to observe könig as he moves about life. he takes the absolute best care of them :)

☼ könig wears reading glasses! his eyesight gradually decreased as he got older, a total farsighted babe. it started showing when you would try to show him something on your phone and he'd have to squint and hold it further away to be able to see it properly.

"babe... you might need glasses," you say, watching as he holds your phone back, attempting to read the tiny words but it's blurry to him.

"mm, i can see just fine."

"sure..."

and then he comes home with glasses a few weeks later! see fine my ass...

könig: ovulating all by yourself beautiful? <3

cw breeding kink

given the poor state of sex education when he was in school and his very minor interaction with women prior to you, könig was relatively clueless about almost everything to do with a woman’s menstrual cycle, besides the obvious bleeding aspect of it all. needless to say he was mind blown to find out about all the different phases, looking like a deer caught in headlights when you explained how much it fucks with your hormones on and off your period. he was literally the epitome of “just found out about periods… i’m so sorry women.”

ovulation was what he was most intrigued by, and not just because he’s always felt an overwhelming biological inclination to have you barefoot and pregnant with his children. all he knew was that once a month for a few days, your sex drive was insatiably high, and even the slightest of things he did triggered it. just the sight of him lounging on the couch was enough to have you jumping at him, pawing at his sweats and complaining that he was making his lap look too inviting.

you would be practically glued to his cock, sometimes to the point of frenzied and feverish. he could barely get anything done around you all glossy eyed and horny; he swears it’s almost as if you wanted him to stay inside you forever. he, of course, has no objections to this. it’s always a pleasant change from the snippy mood you’re in for a few days straight just a week before.

you don’t have a problem getting wet as it is, but during these days you get so creamy, and könig never gets tired of watching the way your pussy coats his dick in thick, pearly stickiness. the sex is always the most primal and dirty during your ovulation phase. telling him that your period tracking app warned you that your fertility is especially high that day would be like foreplay for him, and nothing made his caveman brain happier than to hear you cockdrunk and babbling about how bad you wanted to make him a father, begging him to breed your fertile womb. you can’t say stuff like that unless you mean it, maus, lest he rip the condom off and put a baby in your pretty pussy for real :(

you were both chancing it, fucking like bunnies on such high risk days. but it wasn’t like könig wouldn’t be ecstatic if it so happened to take…

simon with a curly haired gf <3

totally self insert but hey why not? (this is more in reference to my 3c hair but i can do other pattern specific ones later)

☼ simon loves your hair so much! it's always soft and smells good, and he likes how it bounces when you move, just adding to your beauty. he loves your hair down and natural, but he loves when you wear it up and try new hairstyles. one thing he likes is when you wear your hair in a loose top bun and small coils hang down in front of your ears, too short to stay in the elastic.

☼ you have to explain to him that curly hair isn't like straight or wavy, and it can't be overly touched or manipulated without becoming frizzy. this breaks him, he just wants to play with your hair and massage your scalp! he takes total advantage of it when you finally let him have a scalp rubbing session before you're due to style it again. plus who can deny it when it feels so good?

instead of actually playing with your hair, he gets into the habit of petting you or just placing his hand on your head. simon doesn't want to mess anything up so he makes sure to be gentle!

☼ now, he likes when you straighten your hair, giving yourself a new look for a few days, but your natural pattern is just mesmerizing to him. the shrinkage is real though, your hair finally showing its true length to him. so don't even think about complaining about it being short while curly! he'll softly pull a strand, exposing the extra length with a shake of his head.

"s'plenty long, dove. just shrinks is all," he reminds you.

☼ he knows nothing about how to properly take care of curly hair, but is always willing to learn when you tell him. simon even helps out on your wash days sometimes, learning how to layer product and style it just like you do. it's just another way for him to take care of you.

ugghhhh he just loves you so much i can't get over it

random könig headcanons <3

☼ könig takes long showers to decompress after work. he'll be in for about 30 minutes, just letting the hot water beat on his sore back. occasionally you'll come to check on him and just see him leaning against the wall with his head down, the water rinsing away the stress of work. he always smells so good too, like fresh laundry and a hint of versace cologne.

one of his dreams is to have a shower bench so he can sit and relax, but then he won't want to leave the water!

☼ his house is small and quiet. two bedrooms, the 2nd is being used as his home office filled with old papers, files, and books. his furniture is basic, walnut woods with white and grey is his theme. cat toys are strewn about from his little girls, accompanied by large cat trees and scratchers. ambient lighting is his best friend, könig never has the main lights on! he has a nice lamp in every room that he uses instead.

☼ speaking of his little girls! könig has 2 black cats that are his entire world! they're both females around 4 or 5 years old, and he assumes they're siblings. they were neighborhood strays before he went through the long process of getting them to trust him before finally bringing them in. they're the calmest cats ever, spending most of their time relaxing on the nearest surface to observe könig as he moves about life. he takes the absolute best care of them :)

☼ könig wears reading glasses! his eyesight gradually decreased as he got older, a total farsighted babe. it started showing when you would try to show him something on your phone and he'd have to squint and hold it further away to be able to see it properly.

"babe... you might need glasses," you say, watching as he holds your phone back, attempting to read the tiny words but it's blurry to him.

"mm, i can see just fine."

"sure..."

and then he comes home with glasses a few weeks later! see fine my ass...

könig tickling the reader whilst fucking them stupid... breathless moans and pathetic whines leaving your puffy lips, too distracted by the ticklish sensation that you can't protest against his brutal and violent pace !!

hi it’s me again ˙ᵕ˙ you asked for a check up so…

i’ve recently been sick and I have a weak immune system so it’s easy for me to get sick and it takes a lil longer for me to get better so I haven’t really had an appetite to eat. currently fighting a lot of battles on my own and im comfortable with my loneliness. but it’s nice knowing you even saw my message and even replied so thank you for seeing me ⭐️

oh my god!!! i’m so glad you messaged again, i was seriously thinking of you earlier and wondering how you’re doing! thanks for coming back 💗

i’ve struggled with loneliness for years now, and being comfortable in it has been the best way for me to cope. i spend so much time with myself, and though it’s hard sometimes, being okay with it has helped me get through. i hope you can start feeling better soon! eating is really hard when feeling sick, it’s the main thing i lack with too, so try your best to just make sure you get enough if that’s all you can do right now. like you said, you’re fighting a lot of battles at the moment, make sure you’re giving yourself grace when you can, you deserve a break.

im sending you the biggest hugs and healing right now!!! id love if you check in occasionally, i care about you and consider you a friend hehe

so much love from me 🩷

getting a notif that one of you sent me an ask while im finishing up a post makes my heart so full 💗💗💗 i appreciate you all so much!!

random könig headcanons <3

☼ könig takes long showers to decompress after work. he'll be in for about 30 minutes, just letting the hot water beat on his sore back. occasionally you'll come to check on him and just see him leaning against the wall with his head down, the water rinsing away the stress of work. he always smells so good too, like fresh laundry and a hint of versace cologne.

one of his dreams is to have a shower bench so he can sit and relax, but then he won't want to leave the water!

☼ his house is small and quiet. two bedrooms, the 2nd is being used as his home office filled with old papers, files, and books. his furniture is basic, walnut woods with white and grey is his theme. cat toys are strewn about from his little girls, accompanied by large cat trees and scratchers. ambient lighting is his best friend, könig never has the main lights on! he has a nice lamp in every room that he uses instead.

☼ speaking of his little girls! könig has 2 black cats that are his entire world! they're both females around 4 or 5 years old, and he assumes they're siblings. they were neighborhood strays before he went through the long process of getting them to trust him before finally bringing them in. they're the calmest cats ever, spending most of their time relaxing on the nearest surface to observe könig as he moves about life. he takes the absolute best care of them :)

☼ könig wears reading glasses! his eyesight gradually decreased as he got older, a total farsighted babe. it started showing when you would try to show him something on your phone and he'd have to squint and hold it further away to be able to see it properly.

"babe... you might need glasses," you say, watching as he holds your phone back, attempting to read the tiny words but it's blurry to him.

"mm, i can see just fine."

"sure..."

and then he comes home with glasses a few weeks later! see fine my ass...