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[theoutlawfaleena]

im good as well!! just been having honkai and BG3 brainrot tbh lol, they're both super fun

i never played dnd either so this is my first introduction to it and i love it sm. my first playthrough was a dark urge that romanced shadowheart, really fun imo. my fav playthrough by far

my other ones have been dark urges too but they're more redeemed than anything else. so so so fun. and ASTARION IS MY FAVVVV, i love him. his story is so sad and that shit hurted me :(

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omg i'd rlly like to try a durge playthrough but i'm scared lowkey 😭😭 i'm always a goody two shoes in these kinds of games and my feelings get hurted if pixels on a screen that i've gotten attached to are unhappy with my actions

[theoutlawfaleena]

Happy new year everyone ♥ Have a Krueger sabering champagne with a very inadequate knife.

[theoutlawfaleena]

im right there with you on the baldurs gate 3 brainrot, i have over 500+ hours already

also HIIIII IT'S BEEN SO LONG SINCE I'VE SEEN YOU HOW ARE YOUUUUU

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👻ANON HI OMG!!! IT'S BEEN FOREVER IT'S SO NICE TO HEAR FROM U!!!! I WAS A LITTLE SCARED ALL MY ANONS HAD LEFT ME 😭😭 i'm actually doing so good how are u!!! happy new year 🥺

i only just got a ps5 for christmas so i've only got like 12 hours logged right now but i am OBSESSED. it has consumed my entire existence. i'm romancing wyll for my first playthrough but i've heard about astarion's story and i'm very interested in his character arc so he's my next target after i finish this first run 😩 i've never played dnd but i've always wanted to and this game is so fun bro, i never realized i like turn-based combat but it just makes SENSE in my brain

[theoutlawfaleena]

y'all baldur's gate 3 has consumed my life 😭😭😭😭

[theoutlawfaleena]

my niche historical interests and intriguing movie watching habits have led me to add another masked meow meow to my library

i fear i've rlly gone off the deep end this time besties

[theoutlawfaleena]

so obviously i'm gonna write more parts for the king & the siren but how would y'all feel about a possible könig x medic!reader series as well.... feel like a pretty cute dynamic could be explored there

[theoutlawfaleena]

the king & the siren

könig x gender-neutral sniper!reader

warnings cod-typical violence, blood, probably military inaccuracy bc i have no idea what i'm talking about [cries]

tags unhinged könig, sniper reader, some mild tension, backstory leading into something more 👀, könig is unhinged but he's not rlly a red flag?, u just gotta read it to know what i'm talking abt bro, forced proximity but without the forced

i have nothing to say for myself. just have this as a peace offering

As an operator working under the private contractor known plainly as KorTac, your job is simple. You go where you're ordered to go, shoot whomever you're ordered to shoot, and then you pack up your things and wait for the next job. It's an uncomplicated existence, and it's all-consuming. It takes you by that invisible chain that anchors you to the earth and yanks you into the dirt, over and over until you learn to harden yourself, to spit the grit from your mouth and catch yourself before the fall ever comes.

The pull of the chain is something you have long since become familiar with. It comes with each body you drop, each bomb you set off, each grenade pin you pull off with your teeth where the metal bites into your tongue and fills your mouth with the taste of pennies. It turned you into the Siren, a sniper who grabs the attention of enemies with light hums and short whistles and embeds a bullet in their skull once their curiosity brings them close enough.

For a while, you did not think you could live without the pull of that chain; though harsh it may have been, it was a sole companion in a way of life that left no room for companionship.

Then, like some kind of cruel joke played at the hand of whatever force dealt you sour luck, that kid from Austria was recruited to the team.

He couldn't have been any older than twenty-five upon his arrival, standing at a mountainous six-feet-ten-inches with a body that swallowed up the space in doorframes, and it was not even his height that stood out as the most notable thing about him; rather, it was the dark sniper hood draped over his head to conceal his face, only cut to reveal wild eyes that looked anywhere but the eyes of others. It earned him plenty of barking shouts from your superiors, ordering him to look them in the eyes when he was being spoken to.

He went by König, meaning "king."

You did not give him long.

And much to your surprise, he lasted.

You learned that he had been a Jagdkommando with his native Austrian army, placed in the position of an insertion specialist. He was vying for a spot as a sniper, but those above him had quickly come to the conclusion that his hulking size and a rather problematic inability to sit still would not work in anyone's favor, and his aspirations had been rejected. His immense size and strength made him an ideal battering ram, however, and that was precisely what he was appointed to do.

Of course, such stories were only rumors that flew from the mouths of your teammates, for another thing you learned was that he did not speak; not to any of you, anyway. He spoke on the field, and that was that. You were not keen on prying information out of him yourself, for what business of it was yours?

As if the universe was crafted to laugh in your face when you needed it least, his business became yours when he was made one of your mission partners during an operation carried out in Berlin.

Al-Qatala fighters had a cell there, holed up with hostages they intended to traffic and force to do God-knows-what. Your mission was easy. Eliminate the fighters, free the hostages. You had seen it done countless times before. König and the others would be at your side, ordered to break through doors and gun down hostiles who stood in your way. You would open the mission with first contact, stationed just close enough to lure the enemy to your position and make the first kill. Your team would follow, and the holding cell would be breached. The rest was supposed to fall easily into place without a hitch. You'd done this time and time again; the chain pulls, and you stand fast.

Muffled voices moved in and out of the seized townhouse. Al-Qatala, no doubt. The air stunk of cigarette smoke and what was left of bombings to keep any hostiles at bay. Every now and then, a cry from a hostage would ring out, only to be followed by a shouting order or a sickening crack indicative of someone being fiercely struck with an open hand. That day, the entire city of Berlin held its breath, and so did you. It sat heavy within your chest, suspended at the base of your throat where you felt your heart thumping.

You waited for your team to gather into position. When the signal came through, the garbling through your earpiece, you finally swallowed. You readied your rifle, lifting your head and gazing through the scope at the shadows that moved across the windows.

You began to hum. Die Zauberflöte; the Queen of the Night's aria, a high-pitched staccato that came in short breaths. For one agonizing moment, the entire earth fell still.

A window broke; glass shattered. The air whistled as a bullet cut through it and flew past your head. On instinct, you flattened yourself to the ground immediately. The shot sounded moments later, ringing in your ears. A spray of warm liquid cast itself across your face. All hell broke loose at once as shouting and screaming arose from within the townhouse, along with the unmistakable sound of doors slammed open as a heavy body made quick work of them. Your team; you could hear your team joining the cacophony of noise. Gritting your teeth, you picked yourself back up and stared through the scope, eyes searching madly for their hidden gunman. The broken window offered a better view, enough that you could see a black-clad mass powering through the bodies inside. Your heart pounded in your ears. This position was doing nothing for you. You had to move.

Teeth grit, you vaulted down the nearest fire escape and broke into a sprint towards the townhouse. The door was left in shambles from the number that the Austrian had done on it, but you had no time to be impressed. Shrieks of horror and shouted commands drove you forward and you held your weapon out before you.

"Look alive!"

It was a call to your team, an indication that you were there. Leaving your station was not a common occurrence but you'd been left blind and of little help to them. The stench of blood was an immediate assault to your senses; it was a grisly scene, bodies of Al-Qatala fighters littering the floor riddled with bullets or with cut throats. Your team. You followed the screams of hostages, stepping over bodies that you didn't recognize as you sprinted downstairs, your rifle at the ready.

You anticipated that the bodies of your teammates would greet you, thrown to the wolves due to your inability to find the gunman. Blood pooled at the bottom of the stairs and you ran through it, turning the corner to find your team, seemingly safe, and yet stunned into a silence. Only the weeping of hostages could be heard. You opened your mouth to alert them of your presence, but stopped at the sight that awaited you.

Blood dripped from the hood of the Austrian. König. It soaked through the fabric and painted the exposed skin around his eyes a horrific shade of red. They were wide, and wild; he looked at you like a wolf poised to attack, and you imagined sharp teeth bared beneath the hood that sent a chill throughout your whole body.

He regarded you for only a moment, then turned his back on you to face the Urzik hostages, held within a cell crafted by the fighters. They cried out at the sight of him and drew closer to one another, even when the door creaked open and he allowed them an exit.

"Follow me," He said, and they flinched at the sound of his voice. At once, one of your teammates stepped forward, pulling his mask down to speak to them in a language they could understand. You didn't know it yourself, but you knew when the hostages reluctantly began to follow after König that something had been said to convince them he was there to help them despite his ghastly appearance. Falling in with the rest of your team, you gently guided hostages forward and out of the townhouse into the open air outside. Once the area was declared clear, emergency personnel on standby flooded the area with helicopters and cars to assess the damage and tend to the wounded and traumatized. The noise was a buzz in your ear, punctuated by a stinging pain that dominated the entire right side of your head from the ear to your jaw. Wincing, you raised your hand to your face, and it came away slick with blood.

You were acutely aware of the gaze bearing into you, but you did not acknowledge it until then. You lifted your head and met König's eyes. He stood an arm's-length away from you, a terrifying blood-soaked vision that studied you silently. You thought for a moment that he was looking directly at you, and it surprised you; however, you quickly realized he was trained on your ear.

"You're bleeding," He finally commented.

You bit back a laugh. It was funny, coming from someone who looked like he did in that moment. Hearing him acknowledge it worsened the pain, and you almost wished he hadn't pointed it out.

"Good eye," You replied.

If it amused him, he didn't show it. His eyes did not betray him for a second, but you had a feeling that yours did. Pain coursed through you like a red-hot blade pushing into your skin. König searched for something amidst his gear. When he closed the distance between you and himself, you had half a mind to back away, but when a bundle of gauze was placed to your ear, you instinctively reached out and grabbed his arm to steady yourself, sucking in air through your teeth.

You swayed lightly, but he stood like some kind of great oak, unmoving. His skin was hot to the touch, and it reduced the pain in your head to a dull throb. Swallowing, you reached out and held onto his arm with both hands.

"Where'd you get that?" You asked. Not that it mattered, but you certainly didn't have gauze in your gear at that moment. He paused, and you felt him shift against you.

"Borrowed it," He said. "From Sanitäter."

The way he said it suggested that "borrowed" may have been stretching the truth. Though it was painful, a smile pulled up at the corner of your mouth; you lifted your head to look at him and found that he was already looking at you. Blue. His eyes were blue, though the bloodstains around them made them seem starkly white.

You stumbled, and he steadied you. Quickly, you murmured an apology and dropped your head again, fixing your eyes on the ground.

König's eyes were blue.

You could not shake the way he looked at you, and you did not know why.

[theoutlawfaleena]

hi guys so uhhh it's 4am where i am and we haven't spoken in a long time but i'm working on something and will maybe have it posted here in a little bit. no time to explain 🏃🏻💨

[theoutlawfaleena]

Hey there! 👋 Not sure if this account is still used by you 🥹 but I wanna share some brainrot anyway. 😊

I dislike how COD manages to rot my brain every few months 🙄 and is then not quiet, but silent for another few months 😶‍🌫️ so I apologise for being here and not being here sometimes. 🫠👍

By the way, this brainrot is a mix of tiktok headcanons and my own. 🤝

Alright; I was thinking a bit about König in the past week. 🥰 Yk, think of him as a character that isn't an infant that constantly needs help. 🤠 So, what's the opposite of a school kid? You guessed it, a murderer! 😌

Now before you think: "Zombie-Anon, what the fuck are you talking about??" 😳 Let me arrange the rest of the pictures. 😉e

In König's backstory, bullying plays quite a big role 😤 and I think he joined the military at the age of 17 (either canonically of some other tumbler theorised that) which ain't common in Austria. 🇦🇹⛰️🍻

So... what if the bullying got so bad 😟 that he snapped one day and either did kill one bully or simply attempted to do it. 🫢

Now, based on what my sister just told me, this would result in teenjail, some massive amount of rehabiliation and therapy and probably no entry into the military... 😬 but since this is Call of Duty I'm gonna ignore that. 😎

Or if we do want to stay realistic, 🤔😥 König 100% has murderous thoughts. Stop supervising him and he'll strike at whoever he's mad at. 🤩 This man is filled with rage, murder, metal and the ability to kill casually. 👍

And since it has been some time, I have fully stopped working on my Zombie-AU simply because I've got no motivation for that anymore. 🥲 Instead I've been reworking a COD OC of mine, whose really slaying now 😏 and I have no idea how I was able to create the thing I made at the very beginning?? She was bland, had an uninteresting backstory and no spice whatsoever. 😒 I also created an OC that's like, sort of the opposite of her snd he slays a lot as well. 😌

I love traumatised characters, they're my favourite flavour.

Signing off, Zombie-Anon. 🧟💛

oh my gosh. zombie anon. i'm so happy to hear from u 🥺 u and i both are just going thru phases of falling off the face of the earth i fear 😭 i do still pop in on this acc from time to time but life has been life-ing and i haven't been able to write or do anything with it in a rlly long time 🥺 and every time i do get motivation i fear the hype has since passed on, so i just kinda pop in and check every now and then and then skedaddle 😔

listen 😳 u know how much i love unhinged könig,, i 100% think he has some pent up rage from his youth and mayhaps it manifests in some battlefield behaviors 🫶🏻 he absolutely has the capacity to snap necks on a whim and u know what?? i support his rights and his wrongs.

i would be lying if i said i'm not mourning the zombie au rn 💔💔 but i totally understand losing motivation for something and moving on to better things. never lose ur creativity. i'm excited to see what else u have to share 🫶🏻

[theoutlawfaleena]

MAN WHY THE HELL WAS KÖNIG GETTING ABSOLUTELY BODIED IN THE WARZONE SEASON 5 TRAILER 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[theoutlawfaleena]

this is not to rob dilf enjoyers of their joy because i am also a dilf enjoyer but the whole colonel thing is more than likely just a fun loading screen title name, pmc's don't even have colonel's?

see i think so too bc in my opinion, könig is intentionally made to be like.... 95% up to the player's interpretation. and that includes his age and aspects of his personality and everything, i think the devs did it on purpose to make him more interesting to a wider audience

am i reading too much into it?? probably but like it also kind of makes sense so 🤨

[theoutlawfaleena]

faleena i am going to be so honest my cod fixation is not going away any time soon so I will 100% be here if u write cod ANYTHING especially könig

THAT'S ALL I NEEDED FOLKS‼️

i promise that i'll write again here soon!!! I PROMISE!!! i can't guarantee when it will be posted or how long it will take but i will GET MORE FOOD FOR Y'ALL‼️‼️

[theoutlawfaleena]

I’m sooooo glad you’re back. Hope all is well. I was wondering if you were going to make a part 3 for Konig x flirty reader? Love your work so much!

omg would y'all want a part 3? honestly it's been so long i didn't know if y'all were still interested or not but if y'all want more..... 👀

[theoutlawfaleena]

!!!!! HELLO!!!!

HI SPILLWAYS BESTIE HIIIII!!-&/):)-!-!-

[theoutlawfaleena]

uhhh so yes i disappeared again but to make up for it here's some pictures i took in europe

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Ayo?? 🤨 König's a colonel????? 🫢

You're telling me he's out there, cosplaying as a sniper, with half his gear FROM HOME and got taken seriously enough to be promoted idk how many times to become colonel?! 😧

The guy with a t-shirt as a mask is seriously more important than PRICE 🤠🇬🇧 and GHOST 💀🇬🇧 WITH A SKULL MASK??? 😀

I'm so speechless, but not sure if I should or not continue to treat him like a pathetic man. 🤨

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(ik it's been a while, that fucking colonel announcement revived me and made me want to talk to u about it)

I JUST HEARD ABT THIS AND I SWEAR MY BRAIN IS SO ROTTED U CANT EVEN TELL WAHT IT IS ANYMORE

also everybody being like "he's a colonel so he's definitely like 40" i was looking back at my posts where i was saying "i feel like he's 28 at most!!!! :D" and like... grabbing my jester hat and jingling miserably across the floor

it's also got me purring tho bc lord knows i'm gonna simp for a middle aged man at any opportunity (price im looking at u)

[theoutlawfaleena]

EHENSDN THEY JUST POSTED THAT THEY FOUND HIS FACE MODEL?, THEY DIDN'T POST IT BUT HE HAS A FACE OH MY GOD

WHATWHATEHETSHEBEGEVDGDHSG

I DONT BELIEVE THEM IM NOT BELIEVING ANYONE UNTIL I SEE IT