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things that my man do that make me wanna do a flip out of joy

“why is your hand on the door? honey you know i’ve got the door.. always.”

(when we go out for dinner or anything date night) “Let me see my pretty girl, God you look gorgeous. “

(When I am doing makeup) “Oh honey lemme get a kiss before you put that sticky stuff on” (it’s literally lip gloss.. just lip gloss..) “Bubs- you’re going to be fine-“ “Naw c’mere.”

If he spends the night at the apartment- first one up- he will cook breakfast for both my roommate and I.

If I am reading around him he will push the book up so he can lay his head in my lap, “Hey princess.” “Hi sunshine, what’s up?” “Oh nothing just saw my pretty girl reading and- “You want me to play with your hair?” “Yeah- oh and can you read to me?” “I dunno bubs- this one is kinda…” “It better not be like that Haunting Adeline shit”. “Oh my gosh.. no.” “Oh it’s one of your freaky deeky books?” “Shut up.” “OH MY GOSH SHES READING SEXUAL STUFF! “ “SHUT UP!!”

When i have literal breakdowns about my internship (“Want me to give em a stern talking to?” “Babe they are 3rd- 5th graders.. they don’t care…” “Well I can’t and won’t whoop their asses- “ “Ah nobody is going to be-“ “I said I WOULDNT!”)

Will randomly send me amazon packages of things he saw that he thinks i would like.

SO MANY FB MARKETPLACE ADS😂 (“My love.. why are you sending me a ad for 700 acres?” “You want land for the house?” “Baby..” “I think 700 acres might be a little small…” “small? really?” )

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Simon that likes it when you scratch his beard. Especially when its just grown enough to be poking through his mask but short enough that your nails can wander freely.

Like a cat under the sun he's content. Sitting between your legs and pressed against your chest. Simon was watching the tv before he decided it was much better to lean his head back on your shoulder. Neck exposed to the cold air when it's used to tucked under his chin or protected by cloth and gear.

"Don't you dare stop", he'll grumble out when your hand pauses to help shift yourself to a spot that doesn't push down on your back. You'll just chuckle when he released a sigh, hands continuing to scratch near his neck and jaw while you feel him grow heavier.

Leaning fully against you and pushing you into the bed when he falls asleep. At least you have time to watch your show now. If he doesn't wake up when you stop that is.

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simon’s not a virgin by any means, but the first time he sinks his thick cock into your tight, sweet little cunt, he absolutely loses it.

the sugary tone in which you gave him permission to fuck you after he asked, begged you so nicely, like he was even deserving of it.

how he has to bite down on the rugged knuckle of his fist when he presses the head of his cock to your soaked cunny, failing to stifle down his groans but already too fucked-out to care whatsoever once he bottoms out (or at least as much of his cock he’s able to fit in).

the way his name spills from your puffy lips when he finally starts to move, just barely an inch in and out with each ‘thrust’ because you’re just so fucking warm and welcoming and he doesn’t want to separate from you for even a split moment.

how your fingertips lightly graze between the divots of his flexed, pronounced abs, nails raking over his skin with a softness no one has ever shown him. he’s turning greedy for you; needs more and more.

you turn dumb in a matter of seconds. so dumb, in fact, you haven’t even noticed he finished inside you the instant his cock was fully sheathed within your tummy, and how he’s already coaxing out his second load to join the first one fucked deep into your womb.

and you can’t even blame him, considering he was fucked utterly stupid from the moment he set eyes on you :(

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Please continue to write literally anything for konig, I’m having the worst work week of my life and your fics always sustain me! I just finished chapter 13 and I almost cried because I realised I’d have to wait for more to come out 😔 this isn’t really a request or question just encouragement!!!

I don't have much queued up for König besides I Don't Need You, but here are some headcannons I have!! Also I'm sorry your work week was bad, let König cheer you up

NSFW at the end

We all know he would love to go on rants bout knives, guns, history, etc. But I also imagine that if you tried to chime in with your own, semi-relatable topic he'd glare at you and say "I wasn't finished," before continuing on his schpeel. He's not trying to be mean, he just has to tell you about Richard the third and how he definitely killed the two princes in the tower.

If you ask if the two of you can get a cat, he comes home the next day with one - but he didn't go to the pet store, or a shelter. He went to the restaraunt you always drag him to and waited by the dumpster with a can of tuna. Caught the scruffy thing and brought it to you, tucked under an arm with a big smile on his face.

He had to help you bathe the spitting kitten, poor baby was covered in fleas.

This man unironically adores the bucket of chicken you can get from KFC. Just a pail of chicken all for himself.

If you're out shopping or really anywhere where you take the lead, people are always asking if you're ok - "That man looks like he's following you," they whisper, "do you need me to get someone to walk you out?"

It's just König, standing behind you in a balaclava, hands in his pockets and dark clothing. Just 👁👁

Goes for an hour-long run at 4 am every morning, comes home to shower, then crawls back in bed with you to sleep until you have to go to work.

His phone screen is probably gross. Lock screen is you, doing your makeup and wearing a stunning dress for date night, unaware of König lurking in the doorway for a photo; background is the poster for Lord of the Rings: Return of the King

This man is known as a terror among door salesmen. They're just trying to get him to buy their services for cleaning gutters and he's dragging them to the backyard to show them how he cleans it himself, talking to them for an hour about how you don't need to hire someone to do "simple work"

He plays D&D with other veterans every Thursday night - you both usually host at your house, and he gives you an appreciative smile/pat when you come through with more drinks.

(Based on a tiktok) he once came in through the back door, standing in the dining room awkwardly as he watched you sort through the mail. He stared at you with a blank expression, until you finally looked back at him. "What's wrong, baby?"

He then slapped a lizard on the table, making you scream and throw a pile of mail at the thing as it scurried across the wood. He laughed for a good thirty minutes.

When he's sick, he tries to get away with downing a shot of Everclear and moving on with his day. "Alcohol kills bacteria, no?" (You'll have none of that nonsense, and he's not complaining when you dote on him and hand-feed him soup.)

If you're in the shower, he's in the shower. Doesn't matter if he had one an hour ago.

If you have a child, he loves to gaslight them (especially in their elementary years). Agrees to play Princess with them, but then proceeds to say that he's the Princess.

"I'm always the Princess!"

"Nein, you said I could be this time!"

"No I didn't!"

"Well I'm the Princess, so I make the rules."

Believes eating your pussy will make you feel better in any situation (sometimes it does). Bad day at work? He's kneeling in front of you and telling you to flip your skirt up. Cramps? Orgasms are the best remedy, schatz. Your tomatoes aren't growing well this year? Ah, shucks. Let him eat you out.

Anyways this is bleh but hope this helps!!

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Hi Emmy! I've got a problem! There's this boy that really likes me and I'm slowly starting to like him to.. but.. he's definitely the golden retriever type, and I personally like feeling owned and like- almost dominated in a relationship- I DUNNO I'M SO SORRY-

Do you think i should give him a chance or...?

I think you should do it- I mean slay all day babes.

In all actuality,

I think you should take things slow, see where things go and just move along from there.

Also babes, don't apologize- you are super valid for that :)

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biting a rock thinking about (retired) simon’s daily acts of service </33

he cuts open a pomegranate for you and pours the seeds into a bowl so it’s easier for you to eat them. he pushes your hair away so that not a single one gets caught when he zips up the zipper on the back of your clothes. he hooks your necklace for you, apologizing when it’s taking so long for him to do so because the clasp keeps slipping from his pinched fingers. he takes the fuzzy socks from your hold so he can slide them on your feet himself, his big hands massaging the back of your shins with murmured praises because he knows how much your legs are hurting after such a tiring day. he talks to your plants because you told him, in passing, how you heard that plants apparently react to human voices the way people do so he makes sure to tell them how much he loves you—he thinks it will help maintain the healthy lushness of their leaves. he brews you coffee before fixing himself up a cup of tea; then, he learns how to make iced coffee when he noticed that you prefer colder drinks. he’s always the one who ties your shoelaces, be it at home or outside.

(now that he’s retired, i love imagining simon round with all the love he carries, both for you and from you. he is softer now. happier. yes, he still prefers to keep to himself, still prefers the quiet. but now it is not tainted with the necessity to survive, instead, it is filled with tenderness and love. and you.)

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