#SO WHAT IS THE TRUTH HUHHHHH

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Okay but I'm BEGGING for Konig being obsessed with the reader and the reader being oblivious to random things like he gets a sniff of them/asks what bodywash they use and gets themselves a bottle to feel *closer*, Konig collecting hair ties from them and wearing them on his wrist (like his hair so short, what he need them for?) and eventually the reader just...starts to catch on. Maybe they're into it? maybe not? either way give this boy some overstim and make him a giant,,,mess,,

omg @handholdinghomie you're magnificent. ps. would you like to be tagged in some other fics? most of my fics are about könig as i love that man too much.

he's been your boyfriend for about 2 months now, and you went to the bathroom and when you came back, he was 'putting away' your toiletries bag with all of your hair products and body washes. "oh- i was just putting them on your shelf, th..they were on the floor is all." you take that as the truth as he's a sweetheart and he would never do anything to you in malicious intent (true!).

a few weeks later, you were going to practice with him when you checked your wrist for a hair tie. "ugh." you sigh, checking your other wrists and through your pockets in your gear. "what's wrong, maus?" he asks. "well, it's just that I've been losing my hair ties a lot and now i have literally none. i always keep like..3 at least on my wrist, now i have none. I'll have to ask around for on-"

he pulls one off his wrist and gives it over. its yours. you know its yours because its the colours that you have for you hair ties. "könig, baby, why do you have...7 hair ties on your wrist?...your hair isn't nearly long enough to need a hair tie." you inquire. he just avoids the question.

he's been doing things like this. collecting things of yours. hair ties, body sprays, hair conditioners, shampoos, body washes..he even got a diffuser in your favourite scent!

you've finally began to catch on...you pull him aside to speak with him.

"könig."

"hm?"

"why are you doing this?"

"doing what, maus?"

"taking my stuff!"

"..huhhhhh??? t..thats not me." he says.

"könig, you're a horrible liar." 'true' he thought.

"..sorry."

"no you're not."

"...no, not really."

you sigh and pull him into your room. "get on my bed and get rid of your fucking trousers. and boxers."

he nods and does so silently. you dig through your underwear drawer, grabbing a pair of red panties. you walk over to him. hes sitting at the edge of the bed, in just his shirt and his mask.

"off with the mask."

"bu-"

"off."

he nods and takes it off. he was bright red. he was so embarrassed to get no 1. caught & no 2. to get horny by just seeing some off his girlfriends panties.

you walk back over to him. you get pn your knees, kissing the tip of his dick softly. you wrap the fabric of your panties round the base of his dick. "m..mmhn- please don't tease me.." he's beet red at this point.

for about 20 minutes you keep on jerking the poor boy off with his own girlfriend's panties. he was a whining, crying, sensitive mess. every time he got close, you'd instantly stop jerking him.

until, "m-maus, maus, maus! maus, close- close- clossseee..." he cried out, cumming on the inside of the fabric. "aww..good boy. well done...was that nice, baby? yeah?" he nods in reply. "mmhn.."

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🕯️🎲🍄☁️ for the writer's ask meme!

🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

Huhhhhh it think it depends on the kind of editing I'm doing? A lot of my "editing" is just like a second or third draft! Other times it's me banging my head against the keyboard trying to make the words sound prettier or more meaningful (editing my one shots lol), or it's just me reading over my final draft again after not looking at it for a few days/weeks and changing a couple of words to sound more natural. I guess overall it can range from 5 to 8 out of 10 haha. Sometimes it's really nice and rewarding and other times I'm miserable and feeling super self conscious the entire time.

🎲 ⇢ what stops you from writing more in your free time?

Not enough hours in the day 😤 Also sometimes writing makes me sleepy, or I just can't focus. My writing tends to come in bursts of inspiration and then I go back to edit it and fluff it up more another day when I'm feeling more focused and had time to think it over more.

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

Here's a fordolyse one: Lyse always goes to Fordola to ramble about her day and all the things going on with regards to the alliance, Ala Mhigo's rebuild, or just anything. She started doing it initially to keep Fordola company when she was still in confinement and just talked about whatever to fill the silence, but now it's become something they both really look forward to. And now that Fordola has made strives in her rehabilitation, the rambling is usually done over dinner or while sitting on the rooftop watching the stars. :3

☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username?

I'm sure I've told this story before but I was dating someone at the time (this was in 2012) who was really judgmental and toxic and she hated tumblr lol but I wanted to make a new one (I had had several blogs before that I deleted) so I wanted to pick a username that was completely removed from any other handle I'd ever used before so that I could hide the account from her. I was really obsessed with this one ytp from deus ex at the time.. 😂 extremely deep cut I know. So yeah eemamminy was just a little gibberish phrase in the video. I wish I had a different handle but I kind of feel like it's a little late now so I'm like okay I guess that's me now forever haha

Writers truth and dare ask game

[thomasmxller]

[searidings]

dude (gender neutral) ive spent the last few hours absolutely feral about the feelings “run the red out” had brought forth from my being. a few maximum damage moments:

- “Lena is her people, her person. Kara smiles at the man, slow and predatory. “Try me.” this quote literally hit so close to home, especially after yesterday’s ep with lena telling alex to tell her person. plus protective kara 🥵

- “Like, for example, the fact that she can’t stop touching Lena. She wants it, needs it like an insistent itch beneath her skin, addiction scratching through her veins.” this reminded me of a alex/sam+reign fic called “Don’t Close Your Eyes” by Promsie on Ao3 i definitely recommend it Reign had similar..trouble ;)

- “She was a weapon. They tried to turn her into— but what about us? Underneath the powers, what about us?” IM TAKING YOU TO COURT FOR EMOTIONAL DAMAGE U BASTARD /lovingly. that truth inducer scene where kara confessed her love is a joint filing

- “She never forgets Mikhail’s face. She still sees it in her nightmares. But the memories of his screams, of the burnt-out remains of his home, are joined now by memories of children smiling and laughing,”🥲 *whispers* stop

- “It wasn’t a one-time, Truth-Inducer-induced-only deal, you know. I told you I would keep telling you,” she says at Lena’s stunned silence. “Until you can believe it.” I saw the “i love you”, looked at how much of the story i had left and just kneww the angst train was coming 😃

- i cant even pick a quote to encompass all i felt about kara addressing her abandonment issues eleanor shellstrop im a legit snack meme totally cant relate to kara though

- “I want to. I want a record of you.” + “She fishes out the Polaroid camera Alex had given her last Christmas, invests in a few packs of film, and starts snapping.”= jail time, stop making me yearn dang nabb it

- “She follows Lena – at a frustratingly human pace – corners her at the end of the corridor and scoops her up....” before even getting here i was BegGing kar-bear to go after her cause all the straights™️ be like “i DidnT knOw tHat yoU wAnTed Me toO” looking at nick parker from parent trap DisRespectfully

- “Lena meets the children. They tug on the trailing belt of her winter coat, reach out stubby fingers to touch her silky hair. They’re enamoured by her, all of them, following her around as they stare wide-eyed and open-mouthed. Kara knows the feeling.” We’ve all been their for our favorite capitalist overlord gatekeeping girlboss 😌🤚

- “She’s very special, your girl,” he says, his strong accent rolling the words into something thick and warm and welcoming.” + “It’s not like I can’t afford it,” Lena mutters, embarrassed, ducking her head so her hair obscures her face as she confirms her account setup.” YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO COME INTO MY HOUSE WITH THIS!!! THE SOFT¡ THE tenDerNESSS!!! if you ever write a part two, can they adopt from this orphanage plz

- “We could take it back there,” just propose already jesus 🙄

- LITTLE DID I FREAKING KNOW HUHHHHH

- “She moves as you move.”  is a love language and no i will not take criticism

- “She pulls back after a moment to reach for a small box on her desk, which she presents to Kara with a tear-filled smile. “Hold on, and don’t let go.” even with the imPlicaTions i had not the imagination nor the hOpe to fully fathom how beautifully you would write it

- “Because the one thing they all have in common is that they all want you.” HOW DOES FEEL TO BE SO BIG BRAINED. all i could think about is ur young kara fic and the black mercy fic and now red daughter. just really makes me think of that post somewhere thats like “ i love fanfiction because i get to watch the same idiots fall in lover over and over again. in every universe, in every situation, they come together. against time, space, and any other obstacle- they beat the odds” anyway just wanted to say thank you for giving me that faye, i love your work

im. deceased

[theuntamedfanfic]

The scripture of The untamed

The untamed fan fiction

Chapter 6 Follower

You three arrived at Hu Zhou after 10 hours of walking!!!! 10 Hours why they don’t ride a horse or flying or anything that not a walking…..

Y/N : Enough! I am not going to move any more steps. Why you guys look so normal. We have been walked almost 12 km. already.

You look at you phone application that counting the steps you walked.

Wei Ying : Wowww this thing can calculate a distance? Wonderful can it do anything else

Y/N : First let’s find some place to rest. I just can’t go any farther.

Lan Zhan : So we sleep here tonight.

Y/N : Now you open your mouth huhhh. Wei Ying how can you stand this guy. Boring!!!!

Lan Zhan:……………….

Wei Ying : I got you. So I don’t care he keep it silent ha ha ha ha

Y/N : Thank God I got you too.

We walked to the first hostel we found.

Wei Ying: 2 Rooms please.

The owner : Sorry gentle men we only have one room available now.

Y/N : I don’t mind we can sleep together. I mean sleep in the same room.

Lan Zhan: Not appropriate.

Y/N : In the future we even sleep in the same bed no one care

Lan zhan’s face turing red again. This guy is too innocent huh.

Wei ying: So we take it. Me and Lan Zhan can sleep on the floor.

Y/N : How about you guys sleep together in bed and I sleep on the floor. I use to it already. Since I have numbers of nightshift. The Floor is already my best freinds.

Lan zhan: Weird

Y/N : I am not weird !!!!

Lan Zhan : Ok Ok Ok we go see the room first Ok?

We reached the room. It is a traditional Chinese room like in a movie. 1 big wood bed located next to the wall, 1 round table with wood chair in the middle of the room and 1 wood  couch with small table beside placed next to the windows.

Y/N : So you to take a bed and The coach is mine OK?

Lan Zhan : I can sitting sleep. ==

Y/N : Come on give your body a break Lan Zhan. No need to be so gentle man out here. You are not in Lan Sect uniform OK!!

Lan Zhan:…………

Wei Ying :Are anyone hungry? Yes I am. I go buy some thing to eat.

Lan Zhan : I am going around check for security.

Y/N : I need a showerrrrr

Wei Ying: shower?

Y/N : A bath.

Wei Ying : But here doesn’t have any river or waterfall nearby.

Y/N : There should have some place unless all this people don’t take a bath ewwwww.

Lan Zhan : Becareful

Y/N: Don’t worry I have my magical spell tahda magical wand. So you guys don’t take a bath?

Wei ying : Not everyday

Y/N: Huhhhhh Actually in my world we do it twice a day.

Lan Zhan : Let ‘s go

Yow walk around ask people where to take a bath. Some old lady said there have a waterfall at eastside of the town about 2 km walking. When you arrive there it have no one. You start striping my cloth off. Take a step in to the water.

Y/N: That’s what I like!!!!

You take a bath ,soak you hair for awhile then  going up from the water, Chang a cloth to Lan sect uniform that you took with.

Y/N : “Scourgify”

You previously used cloth being clean a gain.

Y/N : So luckily a bought this ^^

You walking back to the hostel suddenly a misery man jumped out from the roof and point the sword toward you and start walking close to you. You shout out loudly by you instinct.

Y/N : Wakkkkkkkkkkkkkk WTF

You take your wand out

Y/N : “Stupefy”

He stunned for a second the start to swing the sword toward my body

Y/N : Why it doesn’t work!!!! How about “ Crucio”

He shout out in pain then Lan Zhan suddenly appear.

Y/N : Are you police man? Always come in the end….

Lan Zhan: Are you ok?

Y/N : I Think.

The misery man start to move again. Now It time of fighting between Lan Zhan and the man. You can not do any spell because they are moving too fast. You scare that it can hurt Lan Zhan.

The sound of flute are start playing in the air. Some black smoke start to covering the man . Lan Zhan take a step back from him.

Y/N : That’s my Wei Ying. Now is my turn “Petrificus Totalus”

A misery man stop moving. Lan zhan swing his sword try to cut his body

Wei ying : Wait!!!! We can use him!

Y/N : “Impedimenta”

A blue light covering 4 of you. Wei ying look at you with doubtful face.

Y/N : I just hide us from the world. Now no one can see us. “ Revelio”  You guys can ask him any things. He only answer the truth.

Lan Zhan : Are you following us?

Misery man : Yes

Wei ying : Since when?

Misery man : Lan sect clan

Y/N : Let’s go to the point huh Who send you?

Misery man : The master.

Y/N :Master who

Misery man : I don’t know

Y/N : How could you don’t know if you already call him master!!!

Misery man : I never see his face.

Wei Ying : So who are you?

Misery man : I don’t know

Lan Zhan : His eyes are all black.

Y/N : “Lumos”

The light from your wand reveal that his eyes is totally back.

Wei Ying: He is not human. He is fierce corpse.

Lan Zhan swing the sword try to kill him.

Y/N : Wait!!! No need to kill it. He is still being a human inside. I think just remove his memory and Lets him free.

Wei Ying : I agree with you beautiful.

Lan zhan put his sword back in the cover

Y/N: “Obliviate” “Rennervate” “Confundo”.

A fierce corpse start to move and look coufused. He walk pass us aimlessly.

Wei Ying : So we got nothing

Lan Zhan: No. We know that the master don't want us go any farther.

Wei Ying : But why? And what on earth that he think a ordinary fierce corpse can kill the most powerful men and beautiful women.

Lan Zhan : Just to warning.

You know who the master is but if you just tell them without the prove they won’t believe you. So you keep in silent.

Y/N : I am hungryyyyy Let’s go back

Wei ying : Ok beautiful.

Lan Zhan : Why you dressed like this?

Y/N : It is my pajama now.

Lan Zhan: Pajama ?

Y/N : Sleeping uniform

Wei ying : Why need to have sleeping uniform ?

Y/N : You want me to dress sexily sleeping with two men huh

Wei Ying :Ohhhhhhh

Lan Zhan:……….

Y/N : Let’s back then I am hungry and tired.

You theee walk back to hostel room

Y/N : “Colloportus”

Wei Ying : What was that?

Y/N : For security.

Now no one can enter or leave the room except you. Wait!!! If they wanna pee? Not your problem. There is a pot next to the bed. You smirk.

Lan Zhan: What?

Y/N : Nothing. Let’s Eatttttt

Lan zhan recall memory about what just happened try to answer tons of questions in his head. But above of all now he know that your magic spell is not a child spell anymore….

[fictionaljournalofbbwomans-blog]

20.02.4040

24H ALL YOU DESIRE

She THINKS… “mmmhhhh, no, I don’t know if you are a real fuck, but you are certainly a privilege white male giving out fake diagnosis to protect I am not sure who… Yourself? Medical testing? Capitalism? Macon? Cathirene Nedeuve? My fucking mother…?”

Doc. G: “What are you thinking about? Shall I show you my diplomas?… You know, young lady, we are only here to help, we see our patient suffer and so we want to do everything we can to stop their pain…!“

Docteur Ganiers keeps on yaking his bullshit at BB Womans who sees clearly through his triangular shaped eyebrow gymnastic and empathetic tone of voice. She looks on the floor at her ridiculous hospital footwear and figures that the best tactic to adopt at this stage is to let them take over. She gets sent in the waiting room, looking weirdly theatrical, bare and shivery like in a northern slow drama, for over half a day with nothing but the view and drilling noise of an ugly clock. Her patience is rewarded with a no clothes, no phone, no shoes verdict for at least a week, interdiction to contact anyone until decided otherwise, and when that comes only family is allowed to be reached…

“What the fucking hell!” She screamed inside… I am lost! She was absolutely frightened at this stage and still trying to make sense of it all… Did the doctors know? Was the hospital aware she isn’t a real patient… mmmhhh, the answer is yessssssss! They knew, proofs are facts she does want to remember, all the acts of this white religious theatre, all the Bastards’ attempts to confound BB Womans in thinking she is insane; Pierrot’s tooth brush he kept in his blouse’s pocket hair bits out to get dirty all day or as an hygiene self reminder, fake names like Monsieur Toussedi, and… huhhhhh…. shiiiiiiit! Lets just blow this memory out for a while, not risks to generate reader’s doubts, she should get back to it…

BBBIIIIP OUAIIINNNN BIPPPPPPOUIN

BB Womans wakes up; 07:30

Recent nights have been intense as she is on the brix of discovering more, and knows too much! Masters’ Bum suckers are going a level up with sending the clone of fear through her vain, pumping it up up UP. Sporadical sex moans fly through the night to attempt to raise frustration and anger, and the increasing amount of hush noises performed around her flat in the building is sooooo obvious she can’t help but laugh it off. She remembers bits of dreams but not clearly… many attempt to make her fiend for drugs, with her addict past, she needs to stay strong, that’s a slippery slope, now that she has avoid to get locked up for the first time she needs to stay out, or all is lost again. She swears to herself to always write down her sleep stories as soon as she wakes up! And yoga, yerrrr and yoga :/!

BW decides it's over! No more getting tripped in their loops, no more justifying herself, nothing to apologise for, nothing to prove and Music maestro; She turns the radio on awaiting for some add using of her brain or some hijacked frequency presenting her demise, but pleasant surprise on this grey morning in blue, it's only nostalgia spitting on air. BB Womans was once called radio queen by her cute Friend Polly who contributed raw emo music for one of her mixes in the good old days of Thulamas on Shacmere Radio. She is in love with Radio. She dresses up warmly as she stopped using radiators to warm her place up, another of these phony fears she developed from obsessively engulfing everything and nothing on the internet. Burnt porridge, 5htp, hair wash, bit of body shaming performed by the morning team and a pinch of remembering radio harassment sessions at Nojasstr. 46, while Jaming with Gorman, whom she soon after formed "La Ferme" together with Elax her favourite bandmate, and Bim Bim she's got an Idea! Thinking out loud when she can since she worked out it is maybe one way to be heard by many she says: "Better realise that one fast, before capitalism uses it to make itself look more human! Fuck you Miley Cyrus! And you too Kylie Minogue... have you seen this terrible video clip! Your track is shit! Look at this egg... and "call me"... really! Pfffff, confide in my ass yer". Yellow centre project description + The egg + having a crisis line, loving call show ideas, band spit service

Aware of being a advertisement doll, a source for slogan, a way for Patriarchy to still from underground communities, not only her but also all the great minds she has had the luck to meet on her way through this life

Today she has got an idea; She will write a fiction, in fact relating facts about her real life story and post it online, maybe if she is loud about knowing the truth the masters will stop? She has nothing to hide anyway, why not try…

She always wanted to write a science fiction, that is perfect she thinks!

After writing a couple of pages she decides to send it off to any agencies or corporation she was involved with in her life, doctors, hospitals, all the companies who hired and fired her… As BB Womans was never able to keep a job. Everyone! As many people as possible! How can she still get virtually raped with people knowing about it and still be trapped! The world has to know what they do to female bodies… She THINKS: “Why me…? Am I the only one?… Nooooooo…” She knows women are targeted and she fears other targeted individuals like her might be diagnosed, in hospital or even dead? Could she meet someone like her? Loneliness is heavy.