⚠️smut warning⚠️ different scenarios with another Cod favorite 😍 These are descriptive sex scenes, please don't surprised at what you'll read it's why there's a warning. Konig is feral here Please note that these aren't perfect, there is going to be spelling mishaps mainly with certain German words but understand I am dyslexic. I know it's "liebe" not "leibe" like I said I have dyslexia I genuinely cannot fucking help if it's messed up sometimes I don't do it carelessly or purposely. Dyslexia! Lol I have to address that bc im tired of the comments Female reader Size kink! Some dub/con Stalking Violence Light degradation And unless you're 6'10, he's taller than you js I have many fan art pics, so if you recognize the artist of any pictures lmk and I'll credit them!! Cover is my interpretation of könig 👑

König, insertion specialist, is good at his job. Special warfare isn't an easy task, but König makes it seem that way. He doesn't have many friends, doesn't socialize, and he never shows his face. Certainly not to some random new girl that shows up, someone who is supposed to be telling him what to do. Flora Madden, operations intelligence specialist, has been in the service for three years. In those three years, she's quickly made rank, helped to manage several successful missions, and has impressed her superiors so much that they decided to transfer her to a different special warfare unit - Task Force 141. König doesn't think she is old enough, or experienced enough, to be part of the team. Flora doesn't like that they don't get along, simply for the fact that it makes things awkward. He's silent, so there's no point in trying to talk it out. Will he ever soften towards her?

FemalexKeeganxKonigxGhost This will be a slow burn (kinda) fanfic and there will be an actual storyline. You're offered a spot as LT in TF141. You work your way to earn the trust and respect of the team...you end up earning a lot more then that 18+ warning (violence, smut, and harsh language)

tw: language, mature topics, death, suicide, nudity, gore, sexual acts, abuse, sa : ̗̀➛ In a time of loss and armageddon Delilah finds her and her and her sister at her childhood family friends farm, fighting the grief and sorrow the new world brings. But one new face seems to pull her out of the darkness, dragging her down a new path of her mind. "𝑼𝒉, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕-" 𝑯𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆. 𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒍𝒚, 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔?" 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑. "𝑶𝒉, 𝒏𝒐. 𝑰 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉. 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓... 𝑰𝒎 𝒖𝒉.. 𝑫𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒉." "𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒍." 𝑯𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚, 𝒈𝒖𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒆.

"No feelings," you say. "You mustn't have feelings" His ice cold blue eyes, his signature crossbow and his bike. You fear the living and the dead. Especially after you've been captured by dirty, dirty people. Daryl's saved your ass twice already. You need him. One. More. Time. ((Completed and is soon to be edited))

Daryl x reader fanfiction!!! Takes place in season 2 at the CDC. Please don't mind my spelling and grammar for it is not the best by far😂 Warning ------------- Spoilers ⚠️ Romance🖤 Smut❌❌ Explicit language🤷‍♀️ Awesome daryl dixion😉 **May be triggering, involves physical abuse and sexual abuse content.