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I DID NOT NEEE TO CRY THIS MORNING

shoutout to this youtube comment for making me want to punch a wall and sob

Hello! I am back and I have more headcannons. So yay! We have some more fluffy headcannons to apolagize for the other ones! I am opening the ask box if anyone wants to request something

Anyway!

How tf141 would comfort you/help you after a hell week <3

Soap would definitely be a bit overbearing, but still very helpful and comforting. My man has been prepped for just such an occasion for months. Despite being loud and generally rambunctious, he would definently tone it down or leave you alone entirely if that's what you needed. However! If you need a distraction, he is ready and primed with a whole yap fest about his latest fixation. If somehow your comfort food and snacks is out, you best believe is is running to the nearest store to buy some. Favorite blanket? Freshly washed and warm from the dryer. Comfort show already on the tv. And from advice from his Ma and sisters, all the chores and errands are already done. "Just let me take care of ye, alright?"

Price is internally panicking. He does not want to neglect you. At all. As such, maybe a bit overbearing. Very hands on, I think. Massaging whatever aches, his hands slightly rough but incredibly warm. Has a bath prepped, full of bubbles and your favorite bath bomb. Bought a few asthetic little lamps just so you could relax without the big light on. This man cooks too. Your favorite meal ready by the time you came out. And if it was a food unfamiliar to him, or a family recipie? Don't worry, he's been practicing for weeks. Sneaky bastard. Suprises you by doing a little task around the house that you've been meaning to do but have been putting off.

Ghost. Oh my poor boy. Doesn't know what to do. At all. Or, at least he thinks he doesn't. But he does order in your takeout. Shuts up until you tell him to say something because he knows how too much noise gets on his nerves when he's spread too thin. Gives you his hoodie, still warm from his skin. He puts on your preferred show, and lets you use him as a stressball. Let's you get all of your aggression out on him. Afterall, "I can take it luvie."

Gaz is determined to make you feel better by the end of the night. Like Soap, he also gets the chores and errands done. Doesn't mind one bit if you ask him for some alone time. Uses his time out of the house to buy you some flowers, your favorite little treat; pastry, drink or candy. Picks up take-away on his way home too. He's the one to drag you out of the house on a walk, claiming that it'll make you feel better. Listens to you rant about what's wrong the entire time. Definitely one to ask "you want solutions, or do you just want me to listen?"

Shipping isn't trying to explain why a relationship is actually canon. It's not even trying to explain why it should or could be canon. Shipping is saying "wouldn't it be funny if these two fucked" and everyone needs to remember that.

The thing about method acting is everyone talks about that joker guy being a dick or whatever but no one ever talks about Viggo Mortensen in the lord of the rings sleeping in the horse stables and leading the entire cast on random adventures

here’s my second piece i did for TRSB2021!!! the fic that went along was here!!

Something, something, König picking up gaming in his free time, not uncommon for an older guy especially with a cute little thing who has a nice set up for gaming and he absolutely takes to it with flying colours. Kinda pissing you off how he’s gotten leagues better than you at one of your favourites in such a short amount of time. So when that skin you absolutely NEED drops you’re going insane grinding for it. It’s frustrating too because all the sweats have come out of the woodwork to grind for it too, leading to a lot of swearing and groaning on your end, coincidentally, König’s free time aligns and he’s more than happy to help you grind the tougher parts if you sit pretty on his lap and drain his pent cock.

What’s better than two stress relievers when he comes home from a high tension workplace environment?

(Bonus points if he’s your weird online long distance boyfriend who definitely told you an age younger than what’s on his ID and the place he comes home to is just your apartment that he decided was his too.)

Brother. The way this ask is in my mind. I would like to preface this by saying if you or a loved one is playing a video game with microtransactions and limited edition skin drops it’s not too late to get help. We can beat this together.

cw: he’s kind of a creep in this. Red flags abound. Somno/dubcon type stuff

Gonna make a couple of amendments to this one if that’s ok. 1) König is never going to be a god gamer because his hands are too fucking big and also I WANNA BE THE DOMINANT GAMER IN THE RELATIONSHIP. My ass is carrying HIM in apex. I don’t care that he knows how to shoot real guns. Don’t take this away from me

2) while he didn’t outright lie about his age, he did not say shit that would lead you to believe this man was over 40. He shared very few details about his personal life. Just that he was in the military, Austrian, and now? A gamer. Those are all the hallmarks of being a man in his 20s! Except the Austrian thing— that can happen to anyone.

I like to imagine he treats you like his discord kitten tho. You ask how old he is and he’s like “I’m an adult, if that’s what you’re worried about” or “old enough” or “don’t worry about it” and you say “okay 💖 yay 💖”

And he’s 100% your sugar daddy. Constantly buying you games just so you can co-op with him, gifting you in-game currency to spend on battle passes, absolutely ravaging your wishlist— steam, amazon, or otherwise.

He finds himself in your area for work and you tell him your address so he can meet up with you.

And you’re kind of a stupid femcel so when this dude shows up at your door, almost seven feet tall and wearing a surgical mask, scarred face with a healthy grey streak in his hair, it’s not setting off any alarm bells. There’s like at least 5 red flags here but you’re colorblind and inviting him in.

You didn’t realize that he was planning on staying with you while he was in the area. You also didn’t realize that the moment he found out he’d be stationed near you, he decided it was time to take your relationship to the next level.

Which is how you end up stretched out on his cock on the same day that you met in person for the first time, with him grunting in your ear about how he dreamed of this— thought of it every time he jerked off when you fell asleep during a discord call. He could tell just from your voice that you’d be pretty and soft and tight and perfect for him— and he was ready to settle down.

Good thing you didn’t really have any plans for the rest of your life, or you might find how fast he moves a little scary.

So it makes sense that you’re still a little shy. Too nervous to initiate things usually. So he just has to motivate you a little.

This skin’s an exclusive, can’t be earned with currency, and available as a drop for just 7 days. You can’t put in the hours to get it on your own, not to mention how tedious it is, and it can’t be bought. But it’s so cute.

So he makes the offer. He’ll spend his precious leave time helping you earn it if you keep his cock warm while he does it. He’d initially planned on using that time to rearrange your guts, so you’re gonna have to make it worth his while.

And maybe you exaggerate a little. You’re used to saying these things over calls— where nothing has any repercussions in the real world. Where you can promise anything from the safety of being on a screen a world away.

You tell him you’ll let him do whatever he wants to you if he can get that skin for you. After a moment you realize the implications of saying that to someone who can and will hold you down and make out with your cervix using the tip of his cock.

He borrows one of your elastics to tie back his hair.

He’s gonna get you that skin. And then he’s gonna get you pregnant.

You did say anything.

Hello! I haven't done any non-141 headcanons yet, so here we go! I always mildly dislike when people put König into the 141 stuff, bc my boy is in Kortac but thats a me going wild about categorization so like

Anyway!

Some König cod headcanons!

König. My boy. My very, very big boy. I don't know how many of you have been around someone his height, but I have. You can feel those fuckers looming behind you. They really do tower over everybody. He is also very, very cocky on the field. Have you ever heard his voice lines??

Despight that, he struggles a bit in social settings. He was a bit of an outcast in highschool. But not because he was just a bit weird, he genuinely kinda deserved it. Was very, very awkward, shoved himself into conversations without being welcomed, stared a lot, said some...more questionable things. And I'm sorry for this one, but there is no way he had good hygiene when he was a teen.

It's when he joined up that things got better. He had a female drill instructor who beat the feminism into him, and he is still embarrassed that it took that much abuse for him to get it. He is very, very sorry to all women.

He learned how to take care of himself after a couple more years. Learned that he was sensitive to perfumes, so he uses all unscented products. It's a bit uncanny how he smells like nothing besides very faint soap and cloth.

Because he is so damn big, my boy learned how to sew from his mama. Not well, mind you, but enough to adjust clothing. He makes his own masks for the field. His guilty pleasure is the steadily improving stuffed animal collection he has that he sewed himself. Just toys made from whatever scrap fabric he could get his hands on. His favorite? An octopus made from one of his old masks.

Every time I think I’m out of my lotr phase I hear the beginning of the bridge of kazhad dum and immediately get thrown back into the trenches

Yall talk about Johnny having adhd but what about Price?

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