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kiidart · 6 months
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könig doodle page i did on halloween
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jazmeanb · 5 months
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Cthulhu Konig is here. but as a savior or oppressor? ˚‧º·(ᵒ﹏ᵒ)‧º·˚
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konigsblog · 7 months
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mmf' , i just want eldritch/cthulh!könig to take care of me. headcannons for him because he rots my mine, day and night ... :(
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cthulhu!könig who finds himself crawling towards you with his lengthy cock hanging heavy, smelling your period blood from a mile away. he eats fish and dead men, sunken boats that dare to cross his path, along with deceased sea animals. he can't help himself from wrapping his long, murky tentacles around your thighs, keeping your cunt against his mouth as he drags his tongue up and down between your wet, sloppy slit.
“please, sonne, just relax against me. taste so good, so good for me..”
cthulhu!könig and his jealousy issue. he can't stand seeing other sea gods flirt with you in an attempt to swoon over you. but god, he loves making you ride his tentacles after declining them, easing down onto his thick limp, suckers grazing against your gummy walls.
cthulhu!könig who orders you to chant his name while he fucks you. usually, his sex is slow and sensual, with one tentacle stuffed inside youe sweet, precious pussy and another silencing your whiney sounds. but, he adores your stuttered sounds as you chant his name like a prayer to an ancient god.
cthulhu!könig and his breeding kink. he's so fascinated with the idea of breeding you, to see you with a human/octopus hybrid, cradled in your arms. but, due to his issues with jealousy and your attention, he prefers it just being you two. though, he does mention getting you pregnant while you cockwarm a tentacle, his suckers leaking out their substances into your womb, making you sob out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“gott, ich möchte dich geschwollen mit meinen babys sehen, einen kleinen oktopus, der in diesem bauch wächst ... meine süße meerjungfrau, du bist so naiv, du weißt nicht, was du mit mir machst, keine ahnung, oder?”
cthulhu!könig being overprotective and possessive of you. you're his most prized possession, a mortal, a human soon to be turned to immortal once he impregnates you with his offspring. he hates whenever other sea gods have their eyes on you, glaring at the before snarling, brushing the wet hair stick to your forehead as he eases your head into the water, washing your hair.
cthulhu!könig who always buys you proper pearl necklaces, as well as other shells. the faint sounds of the ocean in the distance, the sun just rising above the horizon, breathless from könig's tentacles wrapped tightly and securely around your waist. he definitely scolds you whenever you complain, hissing at you and being strict, keeping you from ever leaving.
“don't, meine schatz ... still still, sonnenschein.”
he has a fear of someone taking you, so he usually stays with you. he'd kill for you, other sea gods, do anything to keep you from going back to society.
cthulhu!könig and how he coos at you for being so grumpy and pissy about being away from your friends and family. why do you need anyone else? let the 10ft muscular giant with a gut keep you safe!! your life isn't in jeopardy or danger, just spread your legs and let him treat you right.
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⭒ if you want to correct any german, please do so! im not educated on the german language so i have to use a translator for it, but i don't mind constructive criticism to help with it :)
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sunshine-and-moonshine · 10 months
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Little Cthulhu!König snippet
For as long as you could remember, you’d always been fascinated by mythology. By Gods specifically. There was something about them that drew you in. A younger you had akinned it to a fan and their idol but looking back on it now it now you could recognize that you were more like a moth to a flame. Reaching for something bright and unattainable, sure to be burned to nothing in the process.
These days you couldn’t help but feel that like that fire was real, could feel how it was so warm and giving but already consuming you at the edges. Your God’s flames, and oh how happy you were to let him burn you up and use the ashes of your soul. As long as he kept praising and loving you, his hand on the back of your head, patting you like some sort of dog, the feeling only intensified by the weight of the collar around your neck. Sure it wasn’t what you were expecting when you summoned an eldritch god in the woods but you couldn’t deny that it was…..nice. A god cared about you, even if he treated you like a pet more than a person. Scolding you when you touched his things like a cat about to knock over a glass. 
“Nein.” König, Your King, Your God, mumbled, batting at your hand when you reached out to touch one of his many tentacles. You noticed how he pointedly avoided your gaze, knowing how weak he could become when you gave him your puppy eyes. “You were naughty today. Ruined a potion that took me almost a whole 100 years to make.”
A trivial amount of time to him and you knew it, giving him a quiet and pitiful whimper, rubbing your face against his arm affectionately, watching how he started cracking at the edges.
“No.”
Another nuzzle and soft whimper.
“No.”
This time you whined, crawling into his lap, not giving him the chance to fend you off before you were wrapping your arms around his shoulders, giving him a teary eyed pout. Finally he relented, pinching the bridge of his nose as he sighed.
“Fine! Fine! You can touch the tentacles!”
Eldritch God: 0
You: 100+
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carvedpumpk1n · 27 days
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I just saw König fanart of him having a Cthulhu tattoo on his back... I'm going feral.
Me when König:
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can0fwworms · 1 year
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Hopping on the monster König headcanon train
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rebelcthulhu · 1 year
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ehhhh I unlocked könig today!! I’m so happy!! I literally have no one to share this moment with so I just had to scream it into the void.
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thegnomelord · 4 months
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Sorry for blowing up your inbox, but you've really got my creative juices flowing. So I want to expand on 2 ideas.
No. 1
Shrike Harpy Reader w/ oblivious Graves (bc from my knowledge, he's usually a vampire or regular guy) or Ghost (bc he was human before)
In which Shrike reader is getting progressively more obvious with their advances bc Ghost/Graves don't understand. The particular idea I had was where they think it's some kind of threat or prank. So reader is getting more obvious, and they think that the threat/prank is getting more intense.
That would be hilarious! Obviously, they will either find out or be told about the advances eventually. But the idea that you are courting them and they miss the mark entirely is so funny to me. Especially if their teammates laugh and refuse to tell them the obvious truth.
No. 2
Going off of the spider's sexual dimorphism + a different version of monster au. Pairing spider hybrid reader w/ octopus (cthulhu?) König (if you do reqs for him), where spider reader looks at him and is like:
So you're telling me there's an eight-legged hybrid, approximately five times my size, that could snap my spine like a toothpick, just beyond enemy lines.... Do you need someone to volunteer for a solo recon mission any time soon?
Oh no! My recon mission turned into a hostage situation, how unfortunate. But while I'm here, I should interrogate him... yeah, interrogating is exactly what I'll be doing with this giant tied up man rn....
👑 anon
No, no, anon I'm always so happy reading all the stuff you guys send me! I know next to nothing about Konig except the stuff I've read about him that turns him into a really perverted disgusting degenerate and while I'm not comfortable writing that, I hope one of my mutes picks it up bc it is super cool! I got a dancing with Ghost ask I really wanna do so Graves it is lol
CW:SWF-ish turns suggestive at the end, Graves being oblivious
Graves hates being the butt of the joke.
For the last couple of months he's been getting 'gifts' in the form of chunks of meat stabbed through various knives. It had started a knife being stabbed through burgers and steaks(typical American food), which he couldn't eat, but slowly progressed to rarer and rarer pieces of meat until he wound up finding just raw and bloody chunks of meat; a leg of some large animal turned into a pincushion, a still beating heart stabbed through with a knife, livers shish kebabed on a bayoneted blade. . .
And he'd find them everywhere, in the communal fridge, in his office, in his room. And while he didn't mind the free meal, he was a little unnerved. He knew it was you doing it because he had screened the minds of all his shadow's, but he didn't know why you were doing it.
He can see the way his shadows smirk at you when he finds another bloody organ skewered on your favorited knife in the fridge, your feathers puffing up and a not so quiet chirp escaping your lips when he sneaks the meat away to feast on.
You also become more touchy with him when you notice him accepting your gifts, though he has no idea of it. He trusts you, which is why you're allowed to sneak up on him, your wings spreading out to wrap around him like a cloak as you chirp a "Hello commander."
It makes him jump out of his skin, and though he chastises you about it, it's never as harsh as he could make it, his shadows giving him a knowing look that he can't reciprocate.
That's the worst part. None of his shadows will tell him anything.
He doesn't know much about your species of harpy except for the generalized knowledge of extreme speed and craftiness, so he can't figure out if this is some kind of joke, or threat, or you just seeing him as part of the flock? Or maybe it means nothing? He's especially confused when you grow bolder and one day he walks into his office to see a Bison leg sitting on his desk, once again skewered. Where did you even get the bloody bison? Hell knows but certainly not him.
Eventually a shadow grows annoyed by your constant bloody gifts in the fridge and with a very annoyed huff drops a harpy encyclopedia on his desk.
He'll need to get them a gift basket after this; he spends the next few hours just reading about all kinds of harpies, ears progressively getting hotter as the book delves deep into every aspect of the harpies, each sub-race's specific courting and matting habit and making him feel like he's reading porn.
Then he finds a chapter about your type of harpy, eyes growing wide like dinnerplates as he reads about your quirks. He doesn't know whether to go search for a cross or tissues. He reads more and more, turning pages upon pages, his eyes scorching every anatomical picture into his brain and making him think of what you're packing, his pants growing tight as the minutes tick down.
Just his luck that you'd decided the moment when his face is the hottest to walk into his office without knocking, another skewered offering on a plate in your hands.
"Christ!" He yelps, slamming the book shut and looking at you like you're his parent and caught him looking at a playboy magazine.
You puff up in surprise, your wings spreading out a bit before flattening back to your back, a soothing chirp leaving your lips. It used to mean nothing to him, now he knows what it means, his cock getting a bit harder in his pants.
"You alright commander?" You ask, walking closer, the talons of your feet clicking against the ground.
"Yes, yep, perfectly fine." He grunts, desperately hoping his vampiric state will suppress the heat in his face, but to no avail. "You-" His eyes settle on the plate in your hands, his body practically conditioned to salivate when he sees a familiar knife sticking out of the food.
"I?" You ask, then you note the book on his desk, your head tilting in confusion. "Graves?"
He swallows, eyes darting from the food to you, and he doesn't know which one he's starved for more. "You've been wooing me like a dolly huh?" He asks.
"Yeah." You're unsure of what else to say, in your head, had he not wanted your advances he would have never taken your offerings. Then you realize. "Don't tell me you just noticed." You deadpan.
Graves gives that awkward chuckle you've grown to love, and you decide you need to be bolder. You place the plate on his desk and lean over it, a coo rumbling in your chest— deeper, rougher, seductive.
"How about I show you what I want?"
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lxvvie · 4 months
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y'all, I made the mistake of revealing that I write fanfiction as a hobby, and when asked about the fandoms I write for, I broke it down as I know best: into cliques. I realize I might be shaking the table but it is what it is.
This is what I said for CoD (I've since add some more stuff):
You got the forever war between Gaz Nation and Gaz Deniers. May or may not be rooted in his attractiveness as a person of color, opinions vary (read: it most definitely is). Bonus points if the racism comes out in full force. DOUBLE/TRIPLE those points if it's expressed using butchered ass AAVE. 🥴
You got the Masked Men Lovers Brigade of which König, Ghost, and Keegan are the patron saints and arguably the holy trinity.
You got the Peepaw Price Lovers who absolutely adore his chonky cheeks, peepaw mannerisms, lumberjack body complete with the slutty waist, and relative long-suffering thanks to the shenanigans of the rest of the crew.
You got the Soap Suds who, I think, have found that relative balance between Johnny being a destructive-as-all-hell force to be reckoned with and the quintessential golden retriever boyfriend. His VA doesn't make it any better apparently lmao.
You got the Ghost lovers who've pretty much diversified him so he can run the gamut of Daddy Dom Extraordinaire™, Babygurl™, Sassy Simon™, and the list is endless. What IS consistent is that someone parked a dump truck on that ass and he has some big ole titties. There's also the subset of people who REALLY, REALLY love Ghost but also think his VA is ugly (which he isn't) while simultaneously thinking that he (Ghost) is supposed to be David Gandy levels of immaculate despite being in active combat. Make it make sense.
There's the Gravediggers who, for the most part, acknowledge their love-hate relationship with Graves and I think that is both hilarious and endearing.
You have the Kult of Köthulhu, König's devoted followers who have allowed him to transcend his gremlin nature to become the long-lost progeny of Cthulhu. Move the fuck over, Cthylla. I kid but he, like Ghost, has also been diversified in terms of his portrayal. And no, he's not a part of 141. Some followers of His Gremliness are also embroiled in a forever war with Gaz Nation so please be safe out there, y'all.
You got the Valeria girlies who want her to sit on their faces. I don't blame them. Please do.
You have the Los Vaqueros crew who need more love shown to them and Pony by Ginuwine is their official theme song thanks to Alejandro Thee Stallion. The less said about the butchered Spanish I've read in some fics, the better.
There's also the Farah Fanatics who rightfully adore her and deserve their flowers just like the rest of the cliques.
There's the Keller Kollective who, I think, tends to intersect with the Farah Fanatics. This lot also deserves their flowers because Keller is a sub absolutely underrated as a character. You'd also be forgiven for thinking he and Price are elated.
You also got the Horangi Horde who, just like Gaz Nation, will RISE TF UP. I think. Hopefully. lmao
And then there's the self-righteous crew who, for whatever reason, seem to think they're above it all and love to police writers on what they write and how they write the characters (we're talking in terms of rather innocuous subjects in the grand scheme of things; the sus shit absolutely needs to be and should be called out). Interestingly enough, this group also seems to forget that they're in the same damn boat by being in the fandom, consuming, and writing about the same characters. The ones who have all the energy but none of the courage even if they say or think they do. Bonus points if they also move like fans. Double/Triple those points if they, too, also use butchered-ass AAVE to make their points. 🥴
The girlies who can't separate fiction from reality and insist on harassing the VAs and their significant others and families because how DARE they have a regular degular life outside of *checks notes* their job. Baby, it was never gonna be you. It will never. be. you.
did I get them all? lmao
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apollodeath · 10 months
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I never bought a skin so fast in my life. König’s new skin is called “Deep Lord”
Fav things about this skin
• thighs… nuff said.
• CHEEKS CHEEKS CHEEKS! CHEEKS ON CHEEKS
•  Cthulhu mask
Bonus reason:
You can see IT from the back. Like the whole thing when he’s on the ground
UPDATE: I’m gonna add more photos and also once I can get a picture of him laying down again I’ll add it here!
His mask is super detailed! Also they nerfed his profile on this one.
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konigsblog · 5 months
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Could I request Cthulhu!König and Cthulhu!Krueger general headcannon please? Like them getting their gear ready and such? Having to deal with tentacles? Please?
two cthulhu's?! yes please :3
tw/cw; hybrid (cthulhu), monster fucking, tentacles, RAPE/NON-CON/DUB-CON,
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they're probably brothers, but both fell infatuated and obsessed with you and your precious, weakened body. both of them wanted you; a mortal, something precious. könig's hands wandered you both while his tentacles undressed you. pealing off your panties after you'd washed up on shore after nearly drowning.
you owe them something for saving you... why don't you stay still and let them take what they want as a reward for being so, so protective and kind? they could've left your sorry ass in the sea, letting other sea god's devour and slaughter you in cold blood, pitilessly and mercifully.
krueger's tentacles entered your asshole, while the other gripped around your neck firmly. dizzy, you gag and squirm, only falling limp from the excruciating pain between your soft thighs — the sensation of something large, thick, and slimy slide into your lower regions. your ass ached, it felt raw and bruised. the sounds of muttered german and curses, strings of praise and worship were audible. you panted, gasped before passing out from weakness.
könig and krueger pounded into you, taking the opportunity infront of him for granted!!
“so ein dummes, hübsches ding. Ist ihr einziger zweck, uns zu gefallen? es sollte sein... ein dummes, kleines ding wie sie hat ohne unsere aufmerksamkeit keinen wert.”
krueger breathed out heavily as könig chuckled, gripping your lifeless face and slapping you lightly, watching as you stirred and cried out.
you were so scared — unable to see, your vision unfocused. unable to scream as a thick, large, lengthy limp blocked out your screams and sobs are they brutalised your once perfect body.
translation: “such a stupid, pretty thing. is her only purpose to please us? It should be...a stupid little thing like her holds no value without our pressence.”
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littlebluespoon · 6 months
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cool teacher anon again 👋
*pulls out a note and pad*
so, since König has blue blood, does that mean his blushing looks like a bluish hue on his cheeks?? how does he feel about Cthulhu/deep one jokes? what about hentai jokes?? would he appreciate reader getting a lil octo with a crown tattoo?? can I pick him up and spin toss him in the air like an Italian chef making a pizza dough?? would he turn into his human form if we asked him or would he be sassy about it?? whats the best way to bribe this petty lil blob?
Love the fic btw its SO fun
*gets serious and slaps hands on desk*
Right! König blushing blue?! You’re a genius. He absolutely does, a nice teal blue blush on his orange little face 🥰 adorable
Cthulhu jokes are a hit and a miss. if he thinks you’re calling him Cthulhu, go right ahead. But if he thinks you’re calling Cthulhu better than him, pouty baby alert. You could try making hentai jokes but he’s just look at you blankly, he doesn’t get them. But if you explain it to him, he’s gonna have the biggest blush you could imagine and he’ll run off to cool down 😉
He loves the tattoo and just sees it as more proof you’re his. Although much like your piercings, he hates that there’s a period of time where he can’t touch you in a certain place. So he’s conflicted, it shows you’ve accepted you’re his but he can’t touch any part of you he wants.
Because the image of him being spun around in the air makes me laugh, I’m gonna say yes. I mean, we’ve already seen Horangi throw him so I’m betting reader could definitely get some tosses in. Just not too much though, or he might accidentally cover you in ink.
Depends on where you are in your relationship, as it’s still early days asking him to change forms just means he’s gonna run away from you. He doesn’t feel confident enough to actually speak to you. Which is why you only see him if he’s injured or being thrown at you in exasperation. Horangi was fed up hearing König talk about you so he took matters into his own hands.
Fresh crab. 100%. Tbf if you asked him for anything he’d get you it, but if you wanted to make sure he’d do something or invite him to spend time with you, fresh crab is the best way to do it. Or something that smells like you. He’d kill for that.
💙💙 I’m glad you’re loving it! Thank you for all the cute asks, I love getting to think about all these little details. And I’m definitely borrowing the blue blush idea, thank you 😙
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diejager · 5 months
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König
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Reminder : My blog contains dark/yandere content and have 18+ fanfics, so MDNI with NSFW fics. I also do fluff and angst. All my works are fiction : I don’t own any of the characters I write for; there might be triggering subjects - please see the warnings before reading. None of the gifs or visuals I use in my fics are mine.
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[dark, fluff, yandere, nsfw(*), angst, request]
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Saccharine and Monstrosity(*) | d,y
Pairing: Dark!Cthulhu König x fem!reader
He found something worth much more than gold and silver, and madness and corruption. He found a pretty little mermaid to brighten up his cold, dark home and care for. To love something he was created to hunt and kill; to care for something he watched from afar; to hold something so fragile between his many, many arms. It’s sinful pleasure, a blasphemous reunion, but he doesn’t care. He wants you, so he’ll have you.
Stepdad!könig & dbf!horangi* | collection - d,r
Your mother marries again and he doesn’t come alone.
Pervy!Roommate!König* | collection - d,r
You like your new roommate, he’s really nice.
Doll AU(*) | d,r
Pairing: dark!Krueger + König x doll!reader
You were once made of porcelain and wax, a precious doll to pamper and care. Now, you are made of skin and bone, a fragile doll to fuck and keep.
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Gentle Giant | f
You know König as a different person.
Childhood Friend | f,d,y,r
You know him as well as he knows you - or so you thought.
Helping Hand* | f
Pairing: König x fem!reader x Horangi
Horangi’s stretching you out for König.
Failed Escape* | d,y,r
In moments of fear-inducing adrenaline and hope, you’re driven to escape your captor, but all of your efforts are thwarted in the end and he isn’t as forgiving as he says he is.
Come Back | r,d
Just when you found someone who understood you, who knew and felt your pain, he found you.
Taste* | r,d
Pairing: Sugar Daddy!König x fem!reader
He's an old and rich man wanting to spoil and pamper his sweet baby.
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Eldritch* | f What if… Brahms König? | d What if... Brahms König? Pt2 | d, r What if… Brahms König? Pt3 | d,r Hunt* | d Mocha | f,r,d No Escape | r,d,y God* | r,y,d Young | f,r Sharing* | r,d pervy!stepbro!könig* | r,d sleazy husband!könig* | r,d Mine* | r [male!reader] Sacrifice* | r,d [Angel!König] Smile* | r,d [kidnapper!König] Dark!Cfb!König* | d,r
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femoso-seben · 5 months
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CoD Monster AU
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Price is an old-ass fire-breathing dragon. Was quite content with his life until he met a human traveler from the East. Grew to be interested in traveling and gaining more gold and shit to hoard. His opinion of humans at that time was one of apathy. It was until his traveler friend was burnt at the stake for being a witch.
Horangi is a tiger beast who was once worshipped as a God/ mountain spirit. Was given human brides as a sacrifice. He Fell for one of his brides until the other poisoned her to death, she was pregnant with his children.
Ghost gives me gargoyle energy. For most of his early life, he looked for a nice decrepit castle to sit on and judge passersby. Was heavily discriminated against by humans for the way he looked. He ended up hiding himself from prying eyes until he met a burnt human girl who made him feel more comfortable in his skin. they parted ways promising to meet again… that never happened. Humans have short lives.
Soap is def a werewolf on the younger side like born in the 80s def a punk rock kid. At this time humans were losing the war to the monsters. Soap fell for an eccentric human girl. She died protecting him. His heart hardened to humans who took his lover away.
Alejandro is a Jaguar spirit/ beast man.
Rodolfo gives off a flying serpent.
Graves is definitely a vampire that colonized shit for his own power but never judge them for their skin/ race but if their monsters or human. Is filthy rich. Once traveled all of Europe with his human wife before she died of old age.
König is definitely a Cthulhu-like monster. Was a runt and left to die until humans captured him. A random wench found him and returned home to the ocean.
Gaz is a young harpy who grew up in a time of war. Lost many of his family to humans who napalm his home. Has a pretty negative view of humans.
Valeria is a gorgon, she once well for a human girl, before she was killed.
Laswell is a “fairy” of sorts. She does her best to keep the monster human struggle civilized.
Farah Anqa bird woman who’s fighting a Remain of the human government from Russia.
Roach is a Banshee siren hybrid that keeps quiet for the sake of his teammates.
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Part of Price’s hoard is Ghost. He found the young gargoyle wandering looking for a castle to call home. At that point, Price wanted to travel. Ghost spent most of his time guarding the castle.
Price meets Farah and helps her push back the human forces, losing a horn in the process. One of his wings has a giant hole in it, can’t really fly but will glide.
Horangi met König when König was Beaches in Korea became acquaintances but truly became friends once they joined Kortac to fight against humans.
Graves and 141 aren’t on the same side, graves still see humans as pathetic pets that can be easily controlled and not the fearsome threat that they are.
Alejandro, Rudolpho, and Valeria were once friends until they suffered the same fate and took the pain differently. Valeria wanted pure revenge while both Alejandro and Rudolpho wanted to mourn.
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Honestly, I kinda of want to write romance fanfic for most of them lol would anyone be interested in
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adaelines · 10 months
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did I immediately buy the new könig bundle
yes
haha I want. I wanna fuck monster konig SO bad him as cthulhu is not okay for my brain
please send in requests for him
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