#missy update

[dragonbleps]

I can't imagine how chapped nurses' hands must get. Been giving my dad injections 3 times a day for 2 weeks (tomorrow is his last day!!) washing my hands before each time of course, and today the skin of my hands felt tight after this last wash. Mostly near the knuckles

I've since put lotion on but man

[kluskinoodles]

I am sad to inform you all that Missy, my 17 year old cat, might be closing near the end of her life. My dad had to take her to the vet again cause she was not eating. She has dropped another pound. I hope she is still alive when i go home for Thanksgiving. I at least want to pet her one last time.

[fuckyeslilkim]

Missy Elliott, Lil' Kim & Mary J. Blige buzzed on set of Lil' Kim's music video for 'No Matter What They Say', 2000.

[missy-hissy]

Mod Status ~ Patch 1.110

✅ All my mods are currently up to date and work with Patch 1.110.

So on early testing, I seem to be relatively okay with the new patch.

Core Library has been updated to 1.26 to ensure games can launch with it installed. So for all my mods that rely on it, please make sure you download the latest version HERE.

With XML Injector broken, this has given me the push to switch all my mods that were previously dependent on it to Core Library instead.

Several mods will receive additional updates next week after the new expansion releases. These will include, but won't necessarily be limited to:

~ The Personality Mod ~ The Hobby Mod ~ The Custom Wants Mod ~ The Hopes & Fears Mod

All updates are listed below. Any mod not mentioned is clear with the patch.

The Personality Mod ~ Removed all requirements for XML Injector. The Hobby Mod ~ Fixed images for the Movie Preference traits not showing. The Custom Wants Mod ~ Added new wants and fixed minor issues. The Hopes & Fears Mod ~ New whimsets, tweaks to existing Wants and new wants added to whimsets. Occult: Lore & Order ~ Switched to Core Library and fixed issue with Vampiric Vision. Gossip About Neighbourhood Stories ~ Fixed notifications for Watch News on the TV. Teenage Interaction Reactions ~ Removed dependency on XML Injector and switched it to Core Library instead. Check Out Venue Overhaul ~ Removed dependency on XML Injector and switched it to Core Library instead. Announce Engagement Overhaul ~ Removed dependency on XML Injector and switched it to Core Library instead. Toddler Conversation Expander ~ Removed dependency on XML Injector and switched it to Core Library instead. Plan Wedding Outfit On Mannequins ~ Removed dependency on XML Injector and switched it to Core Library instead. The Milestone Mod ~ Removed dependency on XML Injector and switched it to Core Library instead. Lovestruck Attraction Overhaul ~ Added new CORE file to tweak attraction thresholds.

Read More & Download Here

[missygoesmeow]

apologies for being a little inactive lately! if anyone really minds haha

i've been trying to reduce my online time a little...well online on social media! my partner is going to finland again tomorrow (just for a couple weeks this time, thank goodness!) so i've been spending more time with him plus we are looking at buying a place (wow big adult much scary) so a lot of free time is looking at shitty places we can afford and nice places we cant afford :)

im also just really busy the next few months so my presence will be scattered but just in case anyone thinks I've died or something lmao have a good weekend :) p.s. if you do want to see more art, I am mostly posting on my patre0n at the moment!

[glossyybabie]

identity

part 19 || part 20

Summary: You can feel yourself crumbling away.

Warnings: Kidnapping. Blood and gore. A Missy-esque bit of body horror.

Word count: 1376

Notes: Applying to internships has taken up all of my time so I haven’t been able to update in aeons. I’m not even sorry.

Waking up dazed and confused was becoming a very natural feeling for you. This ceiling was a strangely common sight. The pale grey tiles felt as though they were staring back at you with a shared kind of familiarity.

You pushed yourself upright. Your body immediately put up plenty of resistance, but not as much as you’d been expecting. A morbid part of you knew that you were just adjusting. This sort of discomfort would be the new normal.

Your gaze drew towards a tray of bloodied tools, resting harmlessly against the arm of a pristine white chair. The blue latex gloves on the other armrest had been twisted inside out to avoid splattering the chair in red.

Your palms smoothed down your hospital gown against your skin. You felt no bruises, no unevenness in the form of bumps or scarring. Your skin was clear, if dull, almost monochrome. You wondered just how many basic vitamins and minerals you were dangerously low on.

You started forward on wobbly legs. Pain radiated in a multitude of areas — some areas you didn't even know were capable of being in pain. But it was easy enough to ignore. That pain wasn't too sharp or troublesome. It didn't have you doubling over. If you could walk, you were fine.

You toyed with a blood-caked scalpel in your hand. In hindsight, you weren't even sure what had compelled you to pick it up. It wasn't as if any weapon existed that was a match for Missy. And even if there was, it wouldn't be a scalpel. The fires of hell probably weren't strong enough for that bitch–

"Who? Me?"

Missy stood behind you. Just a few feet away, she was just as refined and imposing as you'd always remembered her being. Her plum skirts swished around her legs as she took a step closer. You followed the line of her vision towards the scalpel in your hand.

"Now, where exactly were you going with that?" Missy asked calmly.

When interacting with Missy, there was no such thing as a lie. Lies were for just about anyone else.

"For a walk."

Missy grinned, a sweet yet cold expression that exposed her teeth. "Sure you are, poppet. Come on, back to mummy."

She was beckoning you back, her hands open and waiting for you to take. You stared at her palms. She didn't make a move towards you. She was letting you make the next move.

You shifted the scalpel around in your hand. "Why should I?" you challenged her. "Why should I do anything you say if it doesn't matter anyway?"

Missy exhaled sharply. "Sweetheart, I can't do this with you every time you have a crisis of self. Just come over here, give me your new toy, and no one has to get hurt. Alright?"

You watched her go still. Even now, your move in this game wasn't over yet. She was giving you a rare chance to reconsider. This was her showing mercy. She wasn't hurting you . . .

Yet. But she hadn't hurt you for a year of your life, and yet she'd never created wounds that ran so deep. She didn't need to cause harm in order to hurt. She was above that.

You shook your head. "No."

Pain shot through your arm like nothing you could have imagined. Your fingers were frozen around the steel door handle. You couldn’t consciously move them. You couldn’t move anything.

All too soon, sensation returned. You jerked away and stumbled onto the floor. The scalpel in your hand scraped across your face, eventually skidding across the shiny floor to a halt and leaving a notable trail of blood in its wake.

Your face erupted in blistering pain. You let out a pained cry and clasped your hands over your nose and mouth as blood poured over your trembling lips.

Missy stooped down and pinched the chunk of mangled flesh from the floor. “I suppose I can officially say got your nose.”

You wanted to scream for so many reasons. Tears burned in your eyes. Your throat was tight, but that feeling was nothing compared to the hot, thick viscera that coated your mouth and chin. You struggled to breathe past the fluids on your face.

You started to roll onto your front, but Missy slipped the tip of her boot beneath you before you could manage. She started to forcefully turn you over, ignoring your sobbing, garbled protests.

“Come on,” Missy said lightly, kneeling carelessly in the pool of blood beside you. “Let’s see what you’ve done. Don’t be shy now.”

This was all her fault — all of this was her fault. You were so defeated. The blood started to dribble down your cheeks and through your nose where it reached your throat. Your attempted coughs resembled inhuman grunts.

Missy pulled your damp hands away from your face. She laughed.

“Oh dear. See, this is why we don’t walk around with sharp tools. It’s only a matter of time before I get bored and shock you into slicing your organs off,” Missy sighed. She toyed with the exposed raw meat of your open wound, uncaring of the way you writhed in pain and clawed at her arms, gurgling incoherent words. “I think we can do better though. Shall we go again? I’ll aim for something more substantial this time, like an eye. Ooh, maybe an ear. Your tongue, if I time it right.”

You couldn’t stop crying. You were humiliated. You’d sustained injuries to last several lifetimes, you’d been torn apart and hastily glued back together in every way possible, but this felt more real than anything Missy had hurled at you before.

This was your face. It was the only familiar sight in your reflection. It reminded you of who you truly were. And now it was as disfigured, haggard, unattractive as the rest of you. Crumbling and wasting away like a plastic-corroded doll in a charity shop.

This was the largest piece of your identity to flake away so far. And it hurt.

Missy started to pull you up. You were just relieved that she was no longer poking her sharp red fingernails into the gaping hole in your face. “Come on, that’s enough sulking,” she said impatiently. “You humans are so hopelessly hideous with or without basic facial features, so I wouldn’t worry your ugly little head about it. That’s the spirit.”

She forced you to walk towards the bed you’d woken up in, disregarding the crippling pain you were in. Your knees buckled hopelessly beneath you. Missy half-dragged you alongside her.

“And hey,” she continued, “maybe someday I’ll get bored and reattach your nose. Or a nose, anyway. That’ll give you something to look forward to.”

You choked on a gasp. Blood spurted out of your mouth, all tangy on the tip of your tongue. You tried to make the most of the sensation — it was a matter of time before Missy started focusing on new areas of your face to maim.

Your knees slammed firmly onto the unforgiving floor. The blood-loss was starting to make you feel lightheaded. The thumping against the front of your skull wouldn’t cease, no matter how much you willed it.

You tried to speak, with little success. Your words tumbled out gurgled and splattered with blood. Hardly coherent.

Missy leaned in closer, tilting her ear towards you. “What was that, dear?”

You felt sick. The way she made you feel was dehumanising. On your knees in front of her. Pleading. Begging. Worthlessly so.

You cleared the immediate blood from your mouth and sobbed. “. . . Help me, Missy.”

Missy sighed, lowering her head in resignation. “Oh, alright,” she conceded. “Since you asked so nicely.”

She lifted your limp body off the floor. You put up no resistance as she carried you the remaining distance, her arms firmly supporting your weight this time. She gently set you down and lowered your head onto a soft pillow.

She moved the tray of tools towards herself. You watched her settle down comfortably, one leg neatly crossed over the other, as she reached for a familiar silver rod. Dread settled in the pit of your stomach.

“Let me just give my cautery rod a chance to heat up first.”

[oh-koenig-my-koenig]

somebody on ao3 asked if i could make a playlist - and i love to make playlists 🥲 so this is the shared playlist of metalhead!könig x reader! (if you didn't know... that one kinda is a self-insert) so i started with the songs i put into the fic and added some more that i would like to listen to with könig, some that i would show him, some of his favourites... i hope you enjoy! <3

i took a little break over the holidays because i was stressed and a little burned out, but i'm back now, feeling a bit better, with a few new ideas rolling around in my mind!

so, last but not least: an announcement! i'm almost at 666 followers (i kinda missed the 500 mark, so this is the next best thing :P ) and when we hit that (only 6 more to go!), i'm gonna open requests for the first time! i will choose up to three for now, to work on for the follower special.

you can choose metalhead!könig or fitfora!könig (from the fics i posted so far), or suggest another AU, or whatever general ideas you would like to read, and i will try and work them out! just be mindful that i only write for könig and won't write noncon, cheating, watersports, any cest, pregnancy (and this should go without saying, but just to be sure: all particpants need to be of age).

if there won't be any requests, i will still work on a little special one shot - i already have something fun in mind c:

toodles!

[buggyboba]

Hi! I just wanted to tell you that your writing is amazing! Absolutelty no idea why there are so little likes and reposts. But please keep going! I'm a huge fan ❤

Especially I'm looking forward to your kinktober series with 10/14 Doctor and particulary this thing:

✦ October 27th | Honeymoon

● The Fourteenth Doctor x Reader

↳ ○ more domestic bliss, He takes you to a beautiful resort planet, and the night is perfect.

And more 10/14 Doctor in general! I'll be waiting for anything with him, you're just amazing!

Hi! Hello! Oh my god thank you so much <3! I dunno why the engagement isn't as large as I thought it would be. Some of the ones I wrote I was like "This is going to feed the girlies, gonna do those bigboy numbers," and they sure did not. Don’t get me wrong I am ecstatic any time anyone likes or reblogs anything of mine, because to me they liked it so much they wanted to share it with their friends, and that makes me so happy. I know everyone says write for yourself, and I do for the most part, but I also like seeing that other people like it too, I want to yap and scream and yell about what's happening, what people liked, what they want more of.  I do have a few theories on why, the main one is I am just a relatively new writer in the fandom scene (Like I think I released the first chapter of Surrender Your Mind in April or May, and up until very recently (the beginning of October) I have been focused on one main pairing, which was Missy x Reader, and from what I gather that’s not as big as Master x Reader, or Doctor x Reader, or canon pairings, and that’s okay. I actually was joking with my roommate who is a big Doctor Who fan, that I didn’t want to write strictly Missy x Reader for Kinktober, and wouldn’t it be funny if since I’ve been writing for the Master wouldn’t it be a fun little thing to write The Doctor too? He is the one that suggested River x Doctor and my little gremlin brain was like “But also Thoschei”  Turns out The 10/14 ones are the ones who have been doing the numbers, and even got me shouted out on a rec blog which was so thrilling for me. It's so wild to me in the best possible way, I love that everyone likes them so much! The actual thrill I get when I wake up to 10+ notes is so good, it starts my mornings right. It makes me do a little happy dance, I love comments too, at the beginning I wasn’t good at replying because I didn’t know fanfiction etiquette, still not sure about it, but I’ve started to talk back! I forget sometimes because I have a wild sleep schedule, and will wake up for like ten minutes, see I have notifications, and be like “Aw fuck yeah, I’ll reply later.” Spoiler alert I have ADHD so I know I mean well by saying that, but my brain says ‘out of sight out of mind’ and I am very sorry about that in general.  For Kinktober I also branched out to do some other canon characters, the Kate girlies showed up, and The Master (Simm & Dhawan!Master) lovers showed up and I love that so much! I’ve also been getting engagement with requests, which makes me so happy that people like my writing so much that they trust me with their ideas and concepts, to see my take on it.  I think doing kinktober, while it has been stressful because oh boy I was not actually ready to take on such a challenge, it’s been so good because I’ve had a lot of growth, found some new characters I really like, and have garnered a bigger reach, which means more people will get to see what wild things I write, and I can share more with people. Which at the end of the day, it’s just me, my laptop, my stories, and everyone who reads them. I want to continue sharing, and I will. I’m going to end up bleeding over some because trying to sit down and write is so hard for me sometimes. I will finish the majority of the ‘update’ list, the two trick-or-treat ones, and then all the requests I have (Shameless plug, they are still open, but I’m only going to take about 2 more), and then take a short break. I still have a Missy x Master x Reader one that I have been trying to write since last month. Surrender Your Mind is going to be 3 more chapters, so it’s 6 chapters altogether, but I want to go back and now that I’ve found my ground, I want to edit and redo some things.  But yeah, sorry for derailing there, I had a lot to say apparently. In conclusion, Thank you to you, and everyone else who enjoys my stuff, it is encouraging to get messages like this, comments, likes, and reblogs, because it tells me there are many more people out there who like what I do, and makes me want to keep doing it.  <3

[delightfullyquirkydoodles]

Getting on my computer after checking tumblr on my phone throughout the day is like:

WHO BOOPED MY ACCOUNT

YOU

[adonis-koo]

the time has come, who wants to buy my laptop for me? consider it my Christmas gift 😌💅

[dragonbleps]

Dad is home :)

Exhausted, but home.

He goes back in on Wednesday to potentially get his drainage tube out, depending on how well it's doing

[kluskinoodles]

Missy Update: She’s a professional gaslight, gatekeeper girlboss at this point. She will only eat boiled chicken. NO CAT FOOD. Like but I know you are like 17 going on 18 but god damn. First you act like you’re dying and then get mad at my dad for freaking out and taking you to the vet? Damn. The last time he’s seen this level of this is when my mom was around. That’s 15 years of none right there.

Anyways she gained weight at this point I think she feeds on others fear and misery.

[missy-hissy]

A New Mod and New Versions

Two small updates today. The first being a new mod, Boasting Conversation Category. I know not that many people have liked the changes to social interactions in Growing Together but I’m quite fond of it. The only one I felt was missing was a Boasting, or Bragging, category. Having these interactions inside Small Talk didn’t really feel like it fitted for me, so I set about creating my own category. Read More & Download Here

This update adds two new versions to the Teenage Interaction Reactions mod to enable compatibility with the new Boasting Category mod. This update is only relevant if you intend to use the new mod. Read More & Download Here

[underscore-missy]

My manager messaged me asking if I like a specific one of Colby Brock's old merch designs?

[playhousemassacrez]

Some Poppy Playtime characters as humans

[oh-koenig-my-koenig]

eepy könig - ssh don't wake him!

a little doodle i did of the big guy (full nsfw version on bsky or twt)

blog update under the cut

hey peeps, i'm sry it's going so slow at the moment :c

i'm having a hard time creating and writing right now, i have to limit the time i spend using my right hand or the pain gets worse again (still recovering from the tendonitis), and it's also starting to weigh on my mental (i have so many projects, scenes and chapters i want to work on, but just can't...) ((plus uni starting again next week and lots of stuff going on irl)) (((no time for a much needed break)))

take the little doodle as an apology and a thank you for your continued support <3