simp4konig

[simp4konig]

Goodbye, tumblr.

Hey, everyone!

It's been a while since I've updated — and, I'll have you know, that this will be the last time that I'll be updating.

From 20th August 2023 to 9th November 2024 I've been posting fanfictions: first, with König; then, once with Ghost; finally, with Nikto. As of right now, I have 770 followers. At some point, I even had over 850.

First of all, thank you for these last seventeen months. Initially, I was a lurker here on tumblr. Aside from a single short, obscure fanfiction with König, I didn't post much else — that is, until @puff0o0 inspired me with her self-aware König au.

My self-aware König fanfiction exploded, and it remains my most popular post to this day. My other successes have been "König mistakenly shooting you on the battlefield" and "Intimate König headcanons". Another of my all-time most popular posts was "Zombie Apocalypse AU with Ghost" — that one made a lot of you cry. I am not sorry. Thank you for sharing your emotions with me, because seeing your comments made me smile, and satisfied that my work was poignant enough to invoke so many tears in many of you.

Finally, for Nikto, my "General headcanons", "Flirtatious Reader x ...Dense? Nikto", "Obsessed! Nikto", "Fem! Reader Asking Nikto To Clasp Her Bra", and "Reader fussing over Nikto's injury" all were popular, and these posts in particular received a lot of feedback, comments, reblogs, and asks afterwards, which I am thankful for.

My decision to quit tumblr isn't impulsive — I've been considering this ever since the AI craze was trending and the several times that COD drama was prevalent. Other reasons include the fact that I am bombarded with goddamn porn and NSFW content as soon as I open the app, wasting time scrolling absentmindedly when I could be more productive and accomplish something more, loss of interest in COD, loss of interest in posting publicly, a phobia of having my work copied and/or stolen, as well as my envy of other creators, which can write two paragraphs and receive thousands of notes, while I can pour my heart and soul into my stories, and receive a few hundred — the last point in particular was the most discouraging.

While all of these are factors contributing to my choice to leave, there's one that's far simpler than any of them: I just don't feel like it anymore.

Truth be told, writing has been and always will be a hobby. This blog was initially a hobby which I indulged in, yet it overtime became a chore. Nowadays, posting has been less for pleasure and more to satisfy you guys, because I hate to deprive you of content when you follow me and have been loyal for so long.

That's not to say that I'm quitting writing! Not at all. I'll still be writing! Writing stories is still my passion, as is reading. I just won't be posting publicly anymore.

Thank you all for supporting me during my teen years. 16 was — contrary to what pop culture would lead you to believe — not sweet. I'll be 18 soon, and the interactions that I've had with you all have shaped my view of people, and I have received so many kind comments, personal messages, asks, and reblogs. And no, I am not 18. I was 15 when I made this blog. Writing has been my passion since I was 12, or so? Since I have nothing to lose, I might as well be honest with everyone now.

Now, the thank yous to my mutuals:

@puff0o0 — was life a celebrity to me when I first started writing. 😱 When you followed me back, I was so so happy! You were my best friend, and even if we've drifted apart, I still wish you all the best. 🫂💞🩷💗❤️💖✨

@m-carriaga2021 — my first ever follower! 🥳🎉🎊

@best-soup — someone who was kind when I first started out, which meant a lot to me. ❤️💗🩷

@lvl3r-002 — my own No.1 fan?!! What an honour!!! 🥹🥹🥹 Thanks for your unconditional support and encouragement, Azzy. ❤️❤️❤️

@muffinscoffee, @allaboutirem0, @simpforkonig, @dustycrusty09, @thestirringpot, @god-o-bees — left comments which made me smile. ☺️💞💞💞

@nevadancitizen — wrote a self-aware au fanfiction inspired by me?!! 😭💘💘 Your reblogs were wonderful, too. The notes, comments, and even analysis that you added in the tags were really meaningful, and such feedback was so, so kind. 🥹💖✨

@aethelwyneleigh27 — also like a celebrity to me. I was SHOOK when I found out that you were following me?!! 😭😭😭💞💖 Will forever remember our boop wars. 🤭🩷😽😻🐾

@dobbie-doo — randomly started messaging me out of the blue on tumblr, and over-time, we became good friends. Thank you. 🤍❤️💙

@tomurderornottomurder — I couldn't stop thinking about your reblog of my Zombie Apocalypse AU with Ghost for a week straight. I'd open tumblr just to reread the tags. 🥹💗💞🩷

@zoloftwithdrawalnausea — an amazing artist. How I received the privilege of being mutuals with such a talented individual as yourself boggles the mind, honestly. 🤯💥 Wishing you all the best with all your studies, and maybe you'll one day meet your 100 Niktos goal! 🥰❤️💕💞🩷✍️

@willthegrouch — another exceptional artist. I have no fucking clue how I managed to become mutuals with someone who's painting digital masterpieces. 🤯💥 Good luck in your future, and all the best in your art. 🩷🙏

@dom-lly — Again?!! Another brilliant artist?!! 😭😭😭 When I got followed back I right about DIED. 🪦 Your art for Jujutsu Kaisen is SO fucking GOOD (and that isn't selling it enough). I have never watched JJK but seeing your art occasionally pop up was wonderful. Your work is awesome. 👏👏👏💖

@unhingedpolycule — amazing artist and witty writer. Love Love LOVEEE all of your content about Krueger x Nikto. Not only is your art stupendous, but your writing and ideas are clever, too. It was an honour to be your mutual. 🩷🩷🩷

@goarristars — you produce stunning artworks and I consider your rendition of Nikto's face as canon, full-stop. No one can tell me otherwise. 🗣️‼️ Your work is awesome, and I hope that you continue to pursue art, as you're really talented. 🎨❤️💛💚

Quiet lurkers include @marigoldpollen, @eevee-of-eternity, @miss-multi45, @bellaluvsmakarov, and @shroompette — I noticed you, and thank you for being here! ❤️❤️❤️

Thank you to @revnatheshadow for your support and kind words, @kawaiiexpertcowboy for sending me a message and telling me how much you liked the Ghost faction, and @honeyandbiscuitandtea-cafe for your spam — unexpected, but extremely nice to see after having been absent for so long! ❤️❤️❤️

@itsagrimm — we've drifted apart, but it's for the best, since I was never sincere about my age to anyone, and not to you, either. Still, I will never forget our exchanges about Nikto and Metro that made us good friends for a while. Without meaning to, you taught me a lot about life, opened my eyes and made me less close-minded, offered me a ton of information I hadn't previously known, been strong support for me when things were rough with my parents, and have been kind, witty, clever, patient, interesting, and inspiring. Sure, you could say that you're ordinary and not extraordinary enough to be an inspiration, but you are to me. I'm actually studying Law now in college, and it's super interesting! I'm predicted to have an A*, and it's achievable! My dream is to study Russian alongside Spanish at university, and get a Modern Languages Degree. Thank you for everything — I wish you all the best.

And thank you to all of my followers — those that have been following me from the start, are still following me, were followers but unfollowed, and the recent ones.

Thank you everyone. For everything.

And goodbye.

[simp4konig]

I've suffered through this job. I was hurt by the amount of detail in the process. While drawing the equipment, I was overcome with frustration — she did not want to give in in any way... In general, it shows.

I also have a telegram channel, where I post the processes of my work

telegram channel: https://t.me/Nuemmannn

[simp4konig]

READ!!! THIS!!!!! NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!

👹👹👹

also stfu girl YOU'RE the angel 😡😡😡💞💞💞

grudges. john price x reader

YES this will be a serie NO i'm not normal about him. assholes to lovers kinda. shoutout to pookie @simp4konig absolute angel for proofreading this 🩷

You want to hate your captain, John Price, SO so bad. That man pisses you off in the worst way possible.

Now, did he do anything particular for you to be mad with him? Not really. But you know better than to ignore your gut feelings. You know better than to get too close with your coworkers; or, in this case, superiors. 

John Price is a professional, been years in this position, has nerves of steel, and is being showered in praise, soldiers applauding his achievements left and right.

But that didn't sit right with you. You were under his direct command — there was a reason for you to fear for your life.

Price is often laid back and casual with everyone, he gets to know his new subordinates over a couple drinks on a weekend, makes conversations a little longer with new recruits in the hallways, offers help to the new secretary that is not so subtly fawning over him. 

He was overall… friendly.

But when it comes to making decisions, you're nothing but a pawn for him.

No one is safe in this job. If you're on the battlefield, you already know that your time will come on the dirty soil of a deserted town, among the moldy walls of a crumbling building, or at the hands of your enemies.

You better have calculated your options when you signed up for this — the rest is up to your captain to determine what you'll be useful for.

His order, your command. Whatever the outcome may be, everyone knows that the captain is doing it for the best.

You're not exactly blaming your captain for doing his job — you're just annoyed by how amiable he acts on the base, feigning friendliness, as kills in cold blood on a regular basis. Any day you're deployed under his command can be your last.

He's not exactly at fault, yet you still act your best like you hate him. Whenever he's sweet talking you, you're just brushing it off, claiming you have responsibilities to attend to. Whenever he's inviting you out with his sergeants, you're turning him down, knowing deep down it's not particularly you they want with them there, it's just "the more the merrier" as they say, so you simply reject them and go straight home.

This mission… was particularly rough: no sleep for 2 days; no food for a week; and no connections for two. The situation was dire and you're really thankful you came back alive, it's pure luck considering the nasty bullet wound on your thigh that made you run a fever in those conditions. 

You came back alive thanks to your captain, but you also got injured because of your captain too, insisting you're best fit for sneaking into enemy's territory, gripping your shoulder a little too tight and offering you a faux smile as he lists his instructions before you can voice your protests.

You're wearing the meanest scowl on your face as you replay these memories in your head, trying your best to walk down the corridor with this stupid crutch. 

It's not like your destination is worth that much of a friendly expression, since captain Price's office is the last place you want to be right now, but you need your papers signed by him so you can finally go home and not see him for at least a month after these events. 

You don't bother to knock, pushing the door open and scanning the room. You're greeted by the sight of him seated comfortably on the couch, legs thrown on the coffee table and papers in hand. It takes everything not to break down right here right now, his words running through your head again and your wound pulsing with agonizing pain.

You could turn back and ask for Kyle — or anyone, really — to bring you your documents. In fact, you could leave right now if you wanted.

Then, why is it when he calls your name, hot tears finally stream down your face? Why, when he gestures for you to come closer to him as he stands up, you don't question him and make your way to him, barely taking a step without wincing at the burning pain? Why, when he opens his arms and pulls you closer, you wrap your arms around his waist, burrowing your face into his chest and let your tears wet his shirt? Why, when he runs his hands up and down your back and whispers sweet reassurances in your ear, you don't protest? At all?

Maybe it's not him that you exactly crave at this moment, but his tender touch and comforting words that you need. A gentle hand on your head as he sweet talks you into relaxing, insisting everything is okay now.

Maybe, for a moment, everything will be okay.

Maybe if you let him treat you well like the lover you never had, you will feel like everything will be okay.

Everything will be okay…

…right?

[simp4konig]

Beautiful. 🥺💖✨

👯‍♂️

[simp4konig]

some stuff with my cosplay + drawing over them

anddd

bye

[simp4konig]

Weird men doing weird things, as they should.

I am visiting Florence and having a wonderful time looking at all these frescos. (And stealing some of them for KruegerNikto art)…. Hehe.

But since I am due to meet a friend of mine tomorrow, I sketched for our Gladiator!Nikto x Senator!Krueger AU which lives in my head rent free (dreamy sigh)

[simp4konig]

Grisaille

[simp4konig]

I couldn't choose, I like both options

[simp4konig]

two parts? you talk Nikto into pink eyeshadows. lol.

[simp4konig]

Nikto kisses with eyes open

[simp4konig]

LMAOOO 💀💀💀💀💀

Yes, you do 😈

Hi my friends! I am both interested about my moots and need a fun distraction in my life right now. That means a tag game>:3 MWAHHAHAH those who get tagged are invited to answer there questions below ⬇️ I’ll start!

Go to Pinterest and Search:

1. Color of your phone case + aesthetic

2. Fave animal + aesthetic

3. Name + core

4. Favorite movie + aesthetic

5. Name of favorite song + aesthetic

6. Your birth month + core

Tags!: @gunnrblze @lemonqii @bellspun @spicelold @milkteaarttime @imagoddamnonionmason

[simp4konig]

TYSM FOR THE TAGGG 🥹🥹🥹💞💞💞

@blackinkniko @puff0o0 @dobadoo 🏙️🩶🐈‍⬛

Hi my friends! I am both interested about my moots and need a fun distraction in my life right now. That means a tag game>:3 MWAHHAHAH those who get tagged are invited to answer there questions below ⬇️ I’ll start!

Go to Pinterest and Search:

1. Color of your phone case + aesthetic

2. Fave animal + aesthetic

3. Name + core

4. Favorite movie + aesthetic

5. Name of favorite song + aesthetic

6. Your birth month + core

Tags!: @gunnrblze @lemonqii @bellspun @spicelold @milkteaarttime @imagoddamnonionmason

[simp4konig]

Nikto cod first try

[simp4konig]

going to post two fics simultaneously 💪

both are almost done so i might as well post them both at the same time 😍

its exam week and ive just had my law exam, but that aint stopping me from writing (staying up to write) 😎

[simp4konig]

another art.

[simp4konig]

Nikto who will do anything for you. Anything. All the way from catching a stray bullet for you to mundanely doing the dishes. He made the fucking dinner and he's goddamned cleaning it what do you mean you're supposed to clean it.

Nikto who does wish for a housewife, mostly in a literal sense. Just stay at home love, its not that hard. You wanted to make him happy yes? So sit your pretty ass down while he mops the floor or so help him he's going to raise them himself up into the air.

What do you mean the doctor told him to rest his arm. Don't you know doing nothing makes him feel useless, do you want to see him stressed and sad when he's supposed to be healing? Didn't think so. But also yes he did open a stitch if you would be so kind to re-sew him up that would be great.

[simp4konig]

 perfume 🫐🍋

  könig x reader. mandatory @simp4konig tag <3 no warning but kinda short

An aroma of berries and lemon, a tangy fruity, citrusy smell wafts into your nostrils. Weird. You barely distinguish the scent of your perfume from the kitchen mixed along the aroma of the bread baking in the oven, watching it closely for a few more moments before taking the golden brown loaf out.

You pull off the mittens, their warmth lingering on your hands, and follow the scent of perfume down the hallway.

Not so surprised, you find könig in your bedroom packing his bag. You stand by the door and watch him, with every item he puts in the bag, a spray of your perfume from the heart shaped bottle follows, covering the item in droplets of sweet fragrance before he continues stuffing the next one.

"What are you doing?" You make your presence known to him and remain composed, hiding away a laugh that threatens to break out at his reaction, just a like a deer caught in headlights.

"Ah Schatz, sorry I burrowed some of yours…"

"What for?" You raise an amused brow at him.

"Your perfume… I need something to remind me of you."

You don't blame him, he can be away for the next three, four, five months…Neither of you know. Of course, he loves carrying with him little trinkets you make for him: a crocheted octopus keychain, a beaded bracelet that matches yours, a tiny album of polaroids you've taken on your dates… He keeps them all tucked away in fear of losing or tarnishing them. That's why he insists the best way to make him feel like you're always with him, is to have your scent on him. And by that he means your (his) favorite: berries and lemon.

God forbid you run out of this one, the second one bottle ends, you find another on your nightstand hours later. He insists on you wearing it more than any other. Of course, you have other favorites, but as the habit develops you find yourself reaching for this berries and lemon by default.

You take a few steps closer to him, taking the bottle from his hand, "hm, this one's about to end, just a few more sprays."

You bend down and start rummaging in your drawers, "Well, you can take this one with you." You smile at him as you tuck away the small bottle into his bag.

He doesn't care if he smells like lemon and berries, he's going to be soiled with dirt, gun powder and blood anyways. Might as well enjoy a little piece of you while he can.