#Pírate!König

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Okay so i was of course re reading your amazing Rocky start fic and had inspiration for some quick sketches and then i had an idea..

Pirate Konig with mermaid reader and i was like damn imagine him a fearsome pirate capturing a mermaid and then growing fond of them 😳

Holy crap, you’re on fire with all these ideas 💕

I looooove pirate König! It fits so well with his mask as well cause it would be all part of his mystique for when he boards ships and takes their bounties 😎 he’d be a feared pirate king indeed, in league with the dreaded 141 lead by pirate captain Price.

I think that the mermaid reader would be able to transform and come onto land when they please, all with the help of a special necklace. One day they’d be going to a market on their favourite island, browsing all the wares and watching all the people with great interest. It’d be there, while they’re admiring the pretty shiny trinkets on the market stall that they’d catch the attention of König.

König would know the necklace from anywhere. He’d recognise the magic woven into it from his days as a little boy sitting on his grandma’s lap. She was a mermaid that had chosen to come to land and settle down with his grandfather, only occasionally returning to the ocean to play with her doting grandson.

He’d have eyes as wide as saucers, watching this beautiful mermaid walk around so fascinated with everything. At first he wouldn’t even have any bad intentions toward them. König would remain watching from a distance, occasionally lifting his bottle of rum to his lips and taking slow sips of the bitter liquid. He didn’t have anything better to do, why not entertain himself with this vision of a mermaid in front of him? He was incognito as well, no one would recognise him without his famous ‘tear’ streaked mask.

“Well hello there, pretty thing.”

His eyes would immediately narrow when he heard the call of a slimy little worm, a man not even worthy to look at his prize. He’d watch carefully as the man lurched toward them, heart pounding with every step.

Oh this wouldn’t do.

The man approached the mermaid, backing them into the shingles of an old rickety bar. They whimpered and quietly pleaded for the man to leave them alone, but he wasn’t deterred. If anything the man stepped forward faster and faster. He was going to hurt his treasure.

König curled his lip and advanced forward with long precise strides - he was only warmed from the rum he was drinking, emboldened by the spicy spirit.

Just as the man was going to touch what was his, König pulled his hood over his face and drew his gun. In mere seconds the man was screaming and the very hand he was previously reaching out with was lying in pieces on the bloody ground. The man’s body followed in short order.

The mermaid wouldn’t even have time to process what had happened before they were swept into König’s arms. He’d fasten one arm around their waist and another round their head, staring deeply into their scared and searching eyes.

“You’re a long way away from the ocean, liebe,” he’d croon, flicking at the crystal that hung from the silken golden chain. “Looks like i better escort you, hm?”