#Creepy König

[tac-the-unseen]

Stalker König x Reader

Slight NSFW warning

CW: stalking, panicking, Unhealthy Relationship, Creepy guys

•It happens slowly

•At first he just watches from afar

•Whenever you go out, he's there

•Sitting just a few tables away from you, using different cars to follow you home, He's always just a couple steps behind when you go shopping

•He's utterly infatuated with you

•then he started to elevate it

•He slid open your window one night

•He didn't do anything except Stand there and look around

•At the time he didn't want to do anything else, He was terrified that you were going to wake up and call the cops.

•But when you didn't, he started to do it more frequently

•And then he got bold enough to take a few over things

•just things you've never notice

•He especially loved when you doodled on sticky notes. As soon as you turned away he'd snatch it up

•He gets more bold as time goes on

•He bought you flowers

•whether you know flower language or not, both of you were happy

•While watching you sleep one night, you actually got up to use the bathroom.

•It startled him but he hid in your closet just in time

•That turned him on likes he's never been before

•He felt like such a horny teen while he softly stroked himself while hiding

•That's when the theft turned to your panties collection

•He’s watched you long enough to know which one is your favorite and least favorite pair.

•He buys identical panties to swap out so you don't get suspicious

•he stopped after you noticed one of your older pairs had elastic bands that were tighter than normal.

•he noticed you being more paranoid than normal

•Your eyes flickered around like a survivalist assessing their options

•You no longer went on walks

•You had stopped going out with your friends

•He took note of it, but didn't stop watching you

•Then, two days later, you broke

•You cried on your bed while shouting at the darkness that you know he was lurking their

•He know you didn't, We were yelling at a different corner of the room from where he was

•He found it silly, but kept quiet and watched you

•It was that same night he had a brilliant idea

•He stopped lurking in your shadow for two weeks

•It practically killed him to leave you alone, but he left you alone

•Until finally your friends dragged you out to have fun.

•You were still paranoid, but not like when he left you last

•You had just enough confidence to go outside

•And it was that confidence he was going to use against you

•Your friends dragged you to a club, to drink and/or dance your ‘problems’ away

•Then began his wait

•He wants to nurse on your drink for a while

•then finally, the moment he's been waiting for

•A man had approached you, clearly flirting and looking for a one night stand

•You told him no, he persisted. This when into a back and forth for just a minute until König finally swooped in

•He used his intimidating size against the man and made a little show out of shooing him away

•then the next step to his plan starts

•He turns to you and fakes concern and ignorance

•He gets to talking to you until you start opening up more

•The night ended up going so well He even got your number (He already had that, but you didn't need to know that)

•then he started to properly work His way into your life

Thanks for reading <3

I have an actual one shot in the works! I just didn't want you guys to get too anty!

That one shot will have a different ending too, just so you don't know what's to come 💖

[konigsblog]

brain rotting away thinking about loser-könig who shows off his collection of guns to his darling, only to fuck your little pussy with one. 🔞

könig has plenty of obsessions, whether that be his collection of guns and skills from his time in the military, or his interest in shooting games. he's obsessed and ecstatic that you're intrigued in hearing more about his collection of guns.

könig sits you on his large lap and wraps an arm around you. he fixes his glasses sitting on his nose and begins to go on a long rant about his different guns. fuck, he'll even offer to take you to a forest and teach you how to shoot deers and wild animals, if you're really that interested.

although, könig quickly gets aroused at your eagerness to know more, the thought of fucking you with a pistol plaguing his filthy, dirty mind. it's irritating, he always manages to make something sexual, even if it started off as innocent. he makes sexual innuendos on the daily and will sexualise you for doing quite literally anything. he can't help it, mäusi. you're his favourite prized possession and his most important interest.

he'll spread your thighs while you're rested on his bed and will begin to sink the muzzle of the pistol into your drooling cunny. your breathing is heavy and you're anticipating and anxious, barely able to control the way your cunt leaks around the weapon and the sounds that leave your filthy, little mouth. könig pockets your panties and steals them while you're distracted by the pleasure and force of the cold gun inside your wet heat, feeling as he thrusts and pumps it into your soaking arousal, a cheeky and playful smile curling the sides of his mouth.

his boner strains inside of his boxer briefs. fuck, both of his biggest obsessions together. you're fucking with his head, liebling... he sucks in a sharp breath at the glimmer of your sweet arousal left on the muzzle, shaming you for being so perverted, although deep down, we all know who the true creep is.

könig will push the gun into your mouth and will replace where the gun once was with his twitching, aching cock. he'll make sure you clean his gun off with your pretty tongue while fucking you into stupidity, until you're breathless and barely able to keep up with his fast pace and great stamina.

[frogchiro]

Creepy König has me FROTHING oh my god

König who is very much alternate coded :(( While you have obviously a huge amount of respect for your colonel, he also makes a shiver run down your spine and not in a positive kind of way.

You think that the times during camp outs or stays at a safehouse are relatively the creepiest and most unnerving, even more so if it's just you two because the job required only a skilled soldier and a technician/intelligence worker and...here you are.

While you sure do appreciate the extra protection with colonel König, not to mention his efficience and prowess in battle, the silence is killing you, or at least you feel like it. Colonel König is a naturally silent man which was and still is a mystery to you, after all how can a man that big be so silent? Like sometimes you feel he appears out of thin air...and then there's the lurking and staring which are objectively much worse.

You just can't shake off the feeling of eyes looking right at you, right through you and anytime you turn around you find him, König, and his wide unblinking gaze fixated on you.

Now it's even worse in the extremely close proximity in the small, old safehouse. The space is very cramped and with the man's huge body it's even smaller so you have to endure squeezing together as tight as you can. What's even worse is that even when you tried some awkward small-talk you were met with ominous silence and those unblinking eyes locked on you like you were an artifact to be marveled at.

You tried to fall asleep but not only it was way too cold, but you also felt König's eyes on your back, not to mention the eerie silence from behind you, like he wasn't even breathing. Curling up into a tight ball under the measly blanket you try to sleep, only to feel a sudden warmth clinging close to your back, basically dwarfing you with its size and you soon realize that it's...König who's doing it. Your colonel, the cryptid soldier who is basically compared to the boogyman is spooning you because he thinks that you're shivering with the cold and not an almost hysterical feeling of being constantly watched.

You would have laughed if not for the furnace-like warmth radiating from the man behind you, not to mention...a weird, vibrating sound emitting from behind you, almost like a purr but more guttural which actually helped you relax more and almost fall asleep on the spot...You decided that the eerie and unnerving behavior of your colonel could wait a little longer, after all he'd sharing body heat right now with you and is basically lulling you to sleep...Yeah, it had to wait...

[toxooz]

finally free to draw pooki snooki again 🙌

[alrauna]

Benjamin König (@sperber.illustrationen)

[rob1nseggblue]

how it feels being one of the like 3 ppl on tumblr not portraying könig as a creepy asshole panty sniffing incel freak

[yrsdf]

make one about like stalker konig

(yandere, stalker konig)

You  begin preparing for closing, working in a pet store was always a blessing and a curse for you, sure the animals were a huge bonus but the cleaning was the worst part so you started by grabbing a broom and dustpan and sweep the floor, making sure no crumbs are leftover from the dog and cat food. Slowly you fill up the animal bowls and check if there's enough food and water. While you're there, you check up on the animals, making sure they are all healthy and none are in immediate need of care.

With one last glance around the store, and after turning off all the lights, you turn off the neon 'Open' sign hanging above the door. You pick up the work backpack from the counter throwing it over your shoulders and heads out the door, into the rain and darkness.

you put your earbuds in, playing the calming music playlist you made a while back Ryd by Steve Lacy lowly hummed through your ears,  music was a large part of you and usually helps to calm your nerves as you walk home.

you hold the bag strap and set your phone in the pocket on your jeans, keeping your eyes trained on the dark streets ahead. You feel your heart beating fast and are grateful to finally have some music to break the silence.

You start to walk, hoping nothing will go wrong, but you can feel the tension in the air. you can't shake the feeling that something is following you, watching your every move.

you take one more glance as you turn around, and see nothing. It was probably just your imagination, you think, but the feeling of someone watching you makes your skin crawl. you shake your head and keep walking, hoping that everything will be alright tonight.

Konig moves as quickly as he can, keeping pace with you. He manages to make it to your house before you can close the door,he grabs the door knob, keeping it from shutting.

He holds the door open with one hand, and with the other, he places his hand on your shoulder, he pushes you inside the house and shuts your door behind him....you're trapped in your own house.

"You shouldn't be out at this late at night Mein Schatz"

Your eyes widen, your fear strikes your throat making your responses impossible, you can't ask who he is, or what he wants, you're defenseless and vulnerable.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to say something?" 

he asks, 

"Or are you just scared?"

"Don't worry, it'll all be alright. I'm here. And soon, I'll make everything all better."

You are frozen in place, and you don't know what to do next. You don't know if you should scream, or run, or call for help, but you just stand there, frozen with fear.You look into his eyes, looking for some sort of kindness, but there is only a hollow darkness filled with disdain and hatred.His hand touches your cheek caressing it, and you feel the warmth of his touch on your skin, but it only makes you even more terrified.

Your mouth is dry. You try to swallow at his touch, but he just keeps his hand on your shoulder. You can feel the warmth of his skin under his hand.Your heart continues to pound in your ears, and your palms feel damp. You don't want to stay here, but he won't let you go. He's much bigger and stronger than you.You don't know what he wants from you, but you know you don't want him to touch you. And yet, he does.

You try to pull your wrist away, but you can't. Konig's grip is tight, and he holds your arm firmly against your body.

"Relax,"

 he tells you, and his voice is cold at first, but it soon melts into a calm, soothing tone. 

"I'll make sure that you have what you need."

With his other hand, he rests it gently on your shoulder as he tries to calm you down.

"Relax, and breathe."

You start to struggle, your hands grasping for anything to push him away, but his weight is too much to move. He presses his body into you, and you feel trapped.

His face lights up and he pulls you closer, holding you in place. He pushes his face into your neck, he takes in your scent, and he smiles.

"You do feel tense," 

he says, and the corner of his mouth turns into a smirk. 

"Are you scared my dear?" 

You continue your struggling, and Konig's grip tightens as he pins your hands above you and against the door. He holds you close, his face inches away, and you hear his breath.

"Calm down," 

he says, as his other hand gently strokes your back. His eyes are wide open, but they are filled with disdain. Not a drop of kindness or compassion is written on Konig's face, and you can feel the cold in his touch.

"You just need to relax," his eyes narrow, "and do as I say. Do you understand?"

Konig's grip tightens as you don't answer him. He grabs your cheeks and turns you to face him.

"Answer me. Do you understand?" 

He demands, and a coldness fills his eyes as he glares at you. He leans in a little closer, so that his body is only inches away.You look up into his eyes, and they are cold and filled with disdain.

"Do you understand?" 

he asks once more, his grip on your cheeks is tight, and it hurts.You nod yes, and he relaxes his grip, but does not let go. He stares into your eyes for a while, and then looks around the room, before his gaze comes back to you.

His eyes flash across the room, glancing at the couch. He notices a couple of chairs, and a small dining table to the bar across the room. He walks from the door releasing you and walks to the bar in your house, his attention easily left you and that surprises you.You try to calm yourself down, but every sound makes your adrenaline spike.He grabs two glasses and puts them on the dining table. 

"What would you like?" he asks, "Wine, beer, scotch?"

 he asks, gesturing at the bar to your left. His eyes are on you, and he waits for your response, he offered you alcohol from your own house? It made your brows furrow.Konig stares at you with a blank expression, as if he was waiting for you to refuse his offer. He lets out a breath, and turns to fill a glass with some Scotch. He pours himself a glass and one for you, and he looks back at you from over his shoulder. tilting his head. His eyes are still cold and disdainful but the small corner of his lip turns up in a half smile, which feels worse than the disdain you felt a moment earlier, your hand settled on the doorknob behind your back and as you turnt it slightly he heard the…click come from the door and you went cold.He turns and his face instantly shifts into an enraged expression. 

"What are you doing?"

 His voice is cold and angry, and his fingers wrap tightly around the scotch glass. He holds the glass still as his eyes bore into you. His fingers dig into the glass, and you fear he might shatter it or throw it at you. You still turn the doorknob, and it clicks again.You start to open the door, and Konig's face darkens. You see anger flash across his face, and his fist lands on the table. 

"You can't go now," he barks at you, "we are only just getting started."

His hands grip the table, and you wonder for a moment if he's going to put his fist through it.His face goes blank, and his mouth sets into a tight line.You swing the door open and run down the stairs. While you run, you can hear him chasing you, but you're too afraid to turn and look. You can hear his footsteps behind you, getting closer.You look for any place to hide, and you see an alley ahead. You dive into it, and you turn and hide around a corner. Your heart is pounding, and you're desperately trying to stay quiet.You hear Konig run past, his heavy military boots hitting the sidewalk as he runs by.You hear Konig shout down the street, but you can't quite make out what he's saying. But you can't stay in the open either, so you rush to hide down the ally.The sounds of his boots hitting the pavement gets softer, and eventually, you can no longer hear them, and you let out a sigh of relief....

[that-sarcastic-writer]

Dan my darling, I can’t keep excusing your psychotic, sociopathic, murderous characters (who all coincidentally had beef with a problematically young girl). My morals can only bend so far for your pretty eyes.

[applesconez]

a piercing gaze

[seconds-over-first]

It almost seems human…

…doesn’t it?

[konigsblog]

König would lose his mind if two-three people played with his big, slick, and thick cock (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠) Imagine the overstimulation, with one person sucking on and fondling with his heavy balls, another jerking him off, and another sucking on his leaking, drooling tip.

[kneelingshadowsalome]

"...sociopath is described to feel incredible and passionate one moment, and confusing and scary the next."

I actually like this vision of yours & would absolutely run with it. If you look at him & how his demeanor completely contrast with what he says on the battlefield kind of fit well with a sociopath, no?

He always sound so eager to kill, hurt or be better than anyone else. It's like he feels alive...idk + all you fics are so wholesome in the end, we need a bit of unhinged fucked up red flag man in your universe! 🚩 ☠️ 💔

Yes yes yes!

His voicelines are so unhinged. I know some people hate his voice, hate his lines (not to talk of the voice actor & I don't blame them) but I love those voicelines, I think it's intriguing how this big man turns into a creepy gremlin through voice alone. Sounds both cringe and sadistic (I love it 💀😭) and gives uniqueness, flesh & blood to this character whose bio is so scant.

"all you fics are so wholesome in the end, we need a bit of unhinged fucked up red flag man in your universe! 🚩 ☠️ 💔 "

Yay for this! 🩷🩷🩷🤣

[worstghost]

Re:Konig thoughts: there’s this part in his bio??? I think, about how he is so terribly frightening, that during a hostage rescue mission, where he managed to single-handedly neutralise all terrorsts, the hostages were so afraid of him that they needed convincing he was one of the good guys and he had to call for back up 💀 I think that was basically the gist of it… and I’ve had this brainrot ever since, that that’s how he meets his s/o; she was a hostage he rescued and it was scream bloody murder at first sight 😭💕 because imagine this behemoth of a man who just offed a horde of the worst men you’ve met and who has been holding you captive for the better part of God knows how long, try to “save” you. Dude was probably barking orders (in half English half German too😭) at the poor hostages, all twitchy and drenched in blood and still high af on the adrenaline from the killing spree, and the hostages were probaly like pls we want the terrorsts back this guy is next level insane 😭 I can imagine him really fancying the cute interpreter girl/data analist who was caught up in this whole ordeal, and literally not knowing how to approach further bc a) he isn’t the when it comes to social interactions and cues and just being casual in a social setting and b) it takes a long long time for reader to warm up to this giant bc sometimes she still wakes up from nightmares and the sound of bones being crushed and the screams of her captors he had so effortlessly killed seem almost real again. But she discovers that he’s also very thoughtful, caring even, in a peculiar sort of way. Eerie blue eyes always following her, attent and listening to whatever she says. You make an off hand remark about a particular brand of tea from home that you’re missing? Expect to find a box filled with it and in front of your door the next week. No note, no nothing. He’s the embodiment of the weird stray cat who leaves an assortment of wares on your porch to show his gratitude: dead mice, leaves and the occasional piece of yarn💕😭.

(I am the same anon who loves your ghost training drabble btw, excuse me for living inside the walls of your ask box I kinda love it in here 🥴)

No please stick around, I need someone to talk to about König lmao

I went off on a rant about how I imagine König is when he's infatuated with someone but it completely derailed your ask so I'm gonna save it for a separate post lmao

I'm so half and half on him. I personally love the idea of creepy spooky König who forms an obsession over you and is really really weird about it

But I also love soft König and I agree he would love from a distance until you approach him, he would do the little things, help you let your guard down. The second you're comfortable enough to talk to him on your own he's like 😍😍😍 heart eyes totally in love

You're his now, no questions. He follows you around and dotes on you like you're the only thing in the world that matters to him (you are lol). The fact that you no longer fear him warms him up and he just can't let you go now so don't try it lmao

[itsirk-is-tha-opposite]

I just finished watching manlybadasshero's playthrough of Jisatsu (Chilla's Art) and i am having korangi + reader Thoughts... even if i wasnt paying attention for half the time 😋

(SPOILERS AHEAD)

König × Reader × Horangi

Tags: as SFW as it could be + fluff, mentions of sex, killing, mindbreak, torture, and creepy image attatched

Thinking of one of the three being the killer who sacrifices whoever into The Hole and the other two being a supernatural entity in the "abandoned" house.

THE WAY THIS WILL WORK WITH ANY COMBINATION! Horangi being the killer, König being the killer, or reader being the killer with 2 sexy ghosts ready to sloppy style hent*i mode them whenever they want

Im biased to reader being a supernatural creature bc it makes me happy to be non-human, especially a creepy one 🩷 but you can tailor this y/n experience to yourselves! Fit this AU to your personality and way youd act because god knows im not going to write fics for other people ! Only for my self indulgence and delusional mind !

Some thoughts i had if reader was the killer. They could be someone who was living here since it was built, or even a homeless living in an abandoned house bc its free property. And then weird things start to crop up, or The Hole beckons for them, or könig and horangi try to scare/psychologically torture reader and readers like "meh, my family was worse" (or even caved in and mindbroken 👀). Potential!!!!!

Fuck imagine könig/horangi killing reader and reader became a vengeful spirit but after years theyre like "yeah we kinda chilled out. We dont go to each others necks anymore and even enjoy each others company. He apologised and i forgave him. It wasnt a big deal anyway, got nothing going on for me in life."

The way the ghosts doesnt have to be normal 👻👻 ghosts, you can be any ghost from your own culture ! How amazing is that! Id love to be a kuntilanak just chilling with my beautiful long hair, not having to wash it anyway because im dead.

Even if theres potential for hot sloppy earthshattering cumsplattering ghost sex, i dont wanna think about it. Im thinking of the more 🩷 romantic 🩷 aspects of being like this. I dont know why but theres something romantic about killing other people for someone you love.

Imagine könig/horangi/you feeling restless after killing those people or from the past endured, and two of your supernatural partners calm your soul in those nights so you could sleep soundly and wake up again tomorrow not because they want you to kill again, but because they worry for you. Because they love you.

☹️☹️☹️ see its cute. Fucked up cute.

Banners made by me! I'll post my designs of their forms both ghostly and human...ish soon! I have so many drawings in my samsung notes its not funny. Keep in mind i am still a minor, MDNI accounts dont interact!!

[tacticalprincess]

having a one night stand with könig but he’s just genuinely off putting and creepy…​ doesn’t talk more than absolutely necessary and avoids your eyes like he’s hiding a body in the backseat of his car but you let him take you home because the bulge you felt in his pants was bigger than you’ve ever had. you’re expecting him to fuck you fast and rough but he takes his sweet time with your body, flips you on your tummy, smooshes your face into the pillow and explores every inch of you with either his calloused hands or tongue until your pussy is practically gaping for his dick and he can split you open with ease. each cant of his broad hips is driven by something akin to passion— or maybe just desperation. the only noise he emits is laborious breathing and frustrated grunts, equally appreciative as infuriated that someone like you is giving yourself to a man like him, if only you had just an inkling of better judgement. the drive home is silent and full of self reflection because you don’t understand what just happened but for some reason you think it could’ve gone way worse. ominously tells you to “stay safe” as he walks you to your door, but not without one last — hardly subtle — glance at your apartment number.

[gremlingottoosilly]

König when you say you’re saving yourself till marriage, so he immediately pulls out the papers like all this just for some pussy 😭💀

Konig who has his mother's ring with him at all times - not because it's a lucky charm, but because he never knows when his pretty girlfriend is finally going to agree to become his. It became a ritual at this point, and you are to follow each step as carefully as possible. You'd be together, maybe on the bed or a couch. Konig's hand, as shaky and awkward as it is, would start creeping over your inner thigh. Small movements, barely noticeable at first - you try to shoo his hand away, but it's obviously useless. Your creepy boyfriend has his mind set on fingering you, and the only way to make him stop is to literally force yourself out of whatever space you sit at and punch him in the face a few times. Besides...it does feel good. A bit, just tiny little bit of course - not like you're actually liking it, of course not, it's just...kinda nice, to have this sensation in your lower parts. Then Konig would want something more. Maybe a handjob - this much you can handle, as long as his dick is away from your pussy, maybe a blowie. You're still reluctant about everything, not wanting to rush into things and move out of your comfortable pace - but you can feel Konig's patience running thin. He would ask to fuck you at least once per week. It's always embarrassing for both parties - you always feel so weird and prude, refusing him, but you're just not sure about anything yet( you finally got a cool excuse - you just want to get married, you don't want him to disappear after popping your cherry...so he just whips a fucking ring out of his pocket. The wedding is tomorrow. You feel like he played you all this fucking time.