#don't worry-- i could go on for HOURS

[konigsblog]

I need ALL of your konig hc right now pleasee

random könig headcannons that will always keep me up at night. 💤

he's the type to wear socks to sleep, which is the only correct answer. perhaps i'm biased and projecting myself onto könig, but he finds feet disgusting. he wears those wooly, thick dad socks to sleep, usually only wearing boxers as well. könig doesn't enjoy sleeping with clothing on, he claims he gets too hot, and will have to open the window a smidge (the window is fully open, he's lying) and have a fan beside his bed.

following on from my last point, this would be hell with a cold!reader. i'm the type to fall asleep with fifteen blankets and fifty layers of clothing. he doesn't want to be cruel, but throughout the night, he slides away from you, inching further away until he's on the edge of the bed and you're sprawled out with a hundred layers of clothing and blankets on top you.

he's the type to wear spicy cologne. no explanation needed. thinking about cuddling up beside him while he's drinking his bitter black coffee (and yes, he still has a horrid sweet tooth), reading a book, the smell of his spicy cologne on his bare nape... looks a little too bare, you might have to give him some hickeys, yeah?

he owns two bunnies, as well as three hamsters. his hamsters have to be separated, at least a couple metres. they hate each other's guts, it doesn't matter how desperately he tries to make them become friends, they will never be friendly towards each other. könig is a bunny person, he loves to fall asleep with his black and white bunny laying on his lap, her little nose twitching as he eats the rest of the vegetables in his hand.

loves pretzels, raisins, and nuts. although he's allergic to some nuts and cannot eat them so you refuse to buy it. he'll frown at you, giving you puppy eyes, only for you to roll your eyes and buy it for him anyways, knowing exactly what will happen. you have to sit by with an epipen as he eats a spoonful of peanut butter... it's a shame he's allergic.

despite being a sniper, ever since he retired from the military, his eyesight has become horrible. he wears rectangular glasses with thin frames, that leave an imprint on his roman nose.

has a scar on his lip from being pushed into the sharp side of a table as a child (which my brother apparently did to me when i was a toddler, but instead it was my eye... no scars though) he loves when you run your finger over every scar on his body, he feels comforted by your touch and becomes less harsh on himself for his scars as you compliment and kiss them. :3

[srtruth]

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Ogh!! I'm so sorry to hear that your work schedule was such poop regarding the update! If it makes you feel better, I would watch your stream regardless if I looked at the update already or not! Wouldn't say any spoilers, but I love how you perceive things regarding WH and I would no doubt love to see your reaction live regardless!

aw <3 thank you <3 i Deeply appreciate that!!

[lilbugprincess]

Baldur's Gate 3 is so addictive bc like. You'll have some guy be like "Hey! I lost my cow, can you look for it? It went east :(( I'll pay you if you find her." and you'll be like yeah, sure, and then head east where you'll find some cow prints that lead to a dead end and then you pass your perception check (everyone else fails) and notice a hollow log nearby? and then you check it and a beam of light shoots out and it reveals a nearby wall is illusory and BEHIND it is a CAVE and there's a small camp and a journal with the ravings of a mad woman ending with "soon I will become one with the cows... I look forward to it rapturously..." and your quest will update with "But where's the cow???" so you have to move ON and then you'll find cow prints besides a ladder and when you go down you have to look carefully or you're ambushed by cow elementals and there's a tight fight after which you get a ring of cow (moo cantrip once per short rest) and then you can open a locked door to a chamber with a person interrogating a cow and you find out a mad wizard turned herself into a cow and lost her mind and her apprentice is trying to wring her secrets out of her but she's lost in the cow sauce and you can either tell him to let her be or offer to help him or just attack and kill them both and then you have to pass your intelligence check to recognize that she is simply happier as a cow and doesn't want to go back and unless you convince her apprentice he'll start a fight and kill you about it and at the end you send the cow back up but in the chamber where she was you find her secret map pointing to an even more incredible cow magic that opens a new journal entry called "Mastery of Cows" and then you take the back way out and it leads into a cave system you've never seen that's full of spiders that leads into a town you've never seen with ANOTHER set of quests and then three hours later you FINALLY make it back to that guy

and then he thanks you and gives you 50 gold and a bottle of milk if you spared the cow

[puffpawstries]

I don't know why but I keep having this crazy urge to stream osomatsu-san drawing/working on ososan art that most half of it being hanichi on my part... But I also do have like refs I am working on and I am insane wanting to draw some of the ososan cast of characters but any stream would be on the weekend! Saturday at most and my time zone is Central Daylight Time (edit: I stream on twitch)

check tags for my insane thoughts of chaos!

[astonmartingf]

and when i'm free from the leashes of my comprehensive exam reviews, i will post my dbf fernando alonso fic that has been plaguing my drafts for a very long time!!!!

[becca-e-barnes]

Another dbf!bucky thought that's been bouncing around in my head recently is the thought of calling him "daddy" and him playing into how wrong it is because WOW

I've been loving the idea of him teasing you for wanting an older man. Maybe it's even just a little bit of fun back and forth about how you really should find a nice boy your own age and it's wrong for you to be chasing after a man who's almost 50 while you're in your 20s.

It's just a bit of a joke between the two of you, one that you affectionately smack his arm for every now and again and that usually starts a play fight that ends with you on top of him and his lips on yours.

I like to think that he'd bring it up during sex, thinking it'll make you laugh but it doesn't really have the effect on you that he'd expected.

Because imagine a really intimate missionary that's so slow and touchy but still really lighthearted. It's not awfully intense but it brings you both a little comfort knowing you can take your time and enjoy the build up.

"How's that feel, sweetheart? Is that nice?" He's got a playful smirk on his lips as he drags his length from the warmth of your body ever so slowly before pressing it back in equally slowly.

"Yep, that's exactly what I want, thanks." You sound so sarcastic, it makes him chuckle. There's no need to rush and absolutely no need to make it any more serious than it should be. "It's fine, I get it. Your joints aren't what they used to be. It's easier to hurt yourself now you're older."

The smirk on his lips falters ever so slightly, in fact, you probably would've missed it if you hadn't been so focused on him.

"Is that right? Cause I'd love to see if any of the boys your own age could make you cum the way I can." He's not wrong but his thrusts are just a little sharper now. He has a point to prove now and you're happy to let him do that.

He knows how to work your body. He's had plenty of practice, after all. You know exactly what's coming when he slides the pillow under your hips and you couldn't be more thrilled.

"That's it, good girl." The slight change in angle is a blessing for you and he knows it. In fact, he plays into it completely, giving you shallow thrusts, ensuring his tip is rubbing right against the spot inside you that makes you see stars.

"Oh my God, daddy, please." You're so over-pleasured, you're hardly even thinking. You only really snap back to the present when he stills inside you and you race to apologise, thinking you killed the moment.

"Really, sweetheart? 'Daddy'?" He teases before he latches his mouth onto your neck, sucking harshly. His stubble burns slightly but you can't find it in yourself to care when his movements start again.

"You know how wrong that is?" He can only groan when you nod because of course you know it's wrong. So much of this is and he knows it too. But at the same time, nothing feels like he does. He treats you well, his presence is comforting and the sex is incredible so how could it really be wrong?

"You're gonna cum for daddy, aren't you? You're so fucking close and I've hardly even touched you. Good girl, that's it." You bite down on his shoulder, sobbing at the overwhelming pleasure, knowing this has the potential to be a very long evening.

[svtskneecaps]

friends and fiends if this truly spells the Over for the qsmp i may let the brainworms that have been festering in me for MONTHS--A YEAR, EVEN--win.

i may summarize the goddamn fucking lore.

[maretriarch]

turns out how not to be deficient in fat in your diet is to stop eating only low fat versions of foods

[carcarrot]

do i really want to make individual drinks again

[bsaka7]

sorry the funniest thing about hockey is that they really make these guys play in. des moines. st paul. loser ass sports cities.

[minhmynchi]

(venting in the tags ignore this lol)

[kevin-sedai]

The vibe really deteriorated as the day went on, and now I'm sitting in bed, awake, feeling like garbage

[grocerystoreanxiety]

finally got up before noon, showered and might actually leave my apartment today for the forst time in days (again). What mental illness

[bugmistake]

my mom and i were talking recently and i had to explain the concept of cringe culture to her. and i was like ohhh yeah you're in your 50s. and so you don't have the same sort of constant surveillance in your mind ready to deploy shame and embarrassment at a moment's notice.. that's crazy!

[blitz0hno]

I don't want to get off my phone I don't want to stay on my phone I don't want to pump gas I don't want to do deliveries I don't want to get ready for bed I don't want to write anything of substance I don't want to create I don't want to not create I don't want to be here I don't want to go anywhere I don't want to move I don't want to stay still my brain and body seem to simply want to sit here and Yearn