#worth every dime

[cinewhore]

Worth Every Dime

I’ve been reading a lot about the “Dollar Princess” and this story came to me and hasn’t left me alone since. 

A little history lesson: dollar princesses were American new money heiresses in the late 19th century who married normally broke nobility from Britain to receive a higher title while the men got a large chunk of change.

Authors note: starting to do more original things as I felt that fanfic was pushing me to create in a sort of box I did not wish to be in. Yes, there may be some grammar issues but surely they can be overlooked? It feels nice to write something for me again without the strain of all that comes with sharing your creations. Enjoy it or not. In the words of a great scientist: “I didn’t make him for you!”

Audrey Everett was a handful and she was very aware of that fact. It shown in every aspect of her life, from the elegant outfits she wore to the people she occupied herself with. She enjoyed that no one in particular could manage to rein her in. Her parents, however, found it repulsive.

“You mustn’t act so brash.” Her mother would scold after yet another suitor denounced their pursuits for her hand. “You’ll besmirch our name.”

What’s in a name?

Well, for the Everett’s, it was oil. Lots of it.

James Everett knew how to play his hand right and make risks that even the other professionals in his line of work wouldn’t dream of.*Lucky bastard*, they would whisper behind their glasses during a social gathering. How did he get it all? The money, the house, the wife, the picture perfect family?

The American dream.

It’s yours, too, if you could afford it.

While it was enough for James, his wife proved different and she made sure to remind him of his shortcomings every chance she got.

“Our daughter will never marry and be seen as some sort of spinster. Or worse, incompetent! Barren!” Margaret would hiss at him.

Margaret knew both of those things to be untrue for she had hired the best tutors for Audrey and saw to it that her daughter remained pure after she was caught with the boy from the other side of town.

No, Margaret wanted more. She needed more.

The ad in the paper came to her seemingly out of thin air. All her prayers had been answered.

The plan was simple. A title in exchange for a hand in marriage. There were hundreds of British men searching for their American sweetheart and Margaret was going to ride this train all the way to the bank.

“No.” Audrey would later exhale, glaring down her mother from across the table.

“Do not backtalk me. A bunch of other girls have done the same thing and look where it gets them! A noble title, high status, an estate with servants at every corner. You’ll be treated like a princess.”

Audrey steels herself, perfectly sculpted eyebrow raising. “I know what it gets, mother. A piss poor excuse of a man and a cold home.”

Margaret gestures to Ann, pointing to the table. Ann scurries over quickly, clearing the tea cups and half eaten sandwiches while keeping her head down. Margaret is careful as she gets up from her seat, pacing toward Audrey.

“Do you wish to end up alone? Without someone there to take care of you? Do you not want me to be a grandmother?”

“If my children are to be raised by you then I suppose I’m doing them a favor by never having any.”

The slap was expected.

“You better learn to fix that attitude and mouth of yours because this is happening, your choice or not.”

Audrey took one look at her future husband and one thing was certain: she was going to eat him alive.

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Matilda checked her bags, assuring that everything was in tact. Nothing was amiss as she didn’t have much to her name but it never hurt to be certain.

Fool, she thought. You need to stop acting childish and return home. Shaking her head, Matilda clutches her belongings tightly, looking over her ticket stub. Her trembling fingers rub circles over the material, wearing it down with each passing touch.

The ticket salesmen looked her over twice before handing her the ticket, asking if she needed another. There was no way an unchaperoned woman such as herself was making the trip on her own.

She muttered her thanks, briskly walking off to avoid another form of questioning. Should anyone else ask, Matilda answered them by saying her husband was awaiting her arrival and this proved to be a sufficient answer for most.

The horns from the ship sounded and a startled Matilda jumps onto her feet. The quicker she got aboard, the faster she could get to her new life and leave this messy one behind.

The mixture of foreign languages caressed Matilda’s ears and made her giddy for the world she was preparing to enter. Sure, New York was a melting pot but London was rising from the ashes and she wanted so desperately to belong.

Matilda was lucky that she was able to afford a second class ticket, indulging in the small luxuries it brought her. She was careful not to stray about too much as there were strict rules about where she could and couldn’t be, a natural conformist. It would only be day three of her journey where she would break this rule, scrambling to get to the top deck for fresh air.

The regret and realization began to settle and it reached its lanky hand up Matilda’s throat, helping her empty her stomach and ruined her sleep.

She gasped for air as if it had been stolen from her, hands gripping the railing with loose might. The inky sky stretched on for miles and this is when Matilda knew that there was no turning back.

Sharp whispers break her brief panic and Matilda makes herself smaller as she observes a man and a woman some feet away from her, in a heated conversation. She had half a mind to speak up but the cat had her tongue and was refusing to let go.

From the shadows, Matilda gazes intently as the man grabs the woman by her shoulders, forcing his mouth onto hers. The woman stops in her tracks and it makes Matilda reel backward, afraid that she would be labeled a peeping tom for being present for such an intimate moment.

Before she could sneak away, the jingles of the lady’s jewels adorning her dress causes her to halt.

“..may have my hand but you’ll never have my body or my heart.” The woman spits, struggling in the mans hold.

“If you think I married you for your body then you are sadly mistaken. Do not think for a second that I am without affections but if you wish to keep the title I gave you, you must learn when to be a good girl and take it.”

The irate man makes another advance on the woman but she calculates this and takes a swift step to her left, his foot getting tangled in the bottom of her dress.

Matilda to this day couldn’t accurately recount what she saw as the truth or a figment of her selfish imagination but either way, with a tiny slip, or perhaps it was a push, he went over the railing.

Audrey’s chest heaved as she heard the splash from below, making a careful effort not to look. What she did not see, she couldn’t lie about.

Matilda remained frozen in her position, assessing what to do next. Should she call for help? There had to be some sort of  night patrol. She stopped the thought before it could fully form, not understanding the gravity of the situation laid out before her. There had to be more to this story.

In the span of a week, Audrey Everett had become a bride and a widow.

Gathering her wits and the retched gown she swore to burn after tonight, Audrey begins her descent back to her suite when she stops. The hairs along the back of her neck stand on edge, legs wobbling as she turns her torso. Out of the corner of her eye, nestled beneath a small light, was a figure.

With bated breath, Audrey regards the lady with slight terror and awe. Goosebumps from along her arms, mouth left agape. Their gaze locks, remaining in tact for what felt like an eternity. The rest simply faded into obscurity.

This is the story of how they fell in love.

[joy-crimes]

MY BOOKIE MARKIES ARE HEEEEERE

[prettyboykatsuki]

i love legend of zelda so much that series is so loved and every single iteration as touched on the loneliness of the heroes journey with every iteration of link finding himself utterly trapped despite the many companions he makes along the way

totk has paid such excellent homage to the entire series the cinematic story telling the ambience the references to the many other iterations but most of all for me link being able to find true and sincere companionship in hyrule that does not outlive him i genuinely weeped seeing sidon take links hand link is such a deeply lonely character and always has been and ohhh my god im a mess

[themyscirah]

Okay so basically the United States MINT of all people is going to be working with DC to make a line of coins! These coins sadly won't be in circulation (the things I would do to live in a world where I could get Batman coins from the supermarket) as they're collectors coins, but will be releasing over the course of the next 3 years, 2025-2027.

Designs haven't been released yet (the same is true for all 2025 designs) but we know there will be 9 coins in total (3 each year) with the first year featuring (of course!!!) Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman.

Although we know the first three heroes to be featured, the remaining six have yet to be decided, and it turns out the Mint is putting out a survey on their site to gauge which of a group of culturally significant heroes people want to see most! (link to the form is mentioned in the article above)

The considered group includes: Supergirl, the Flash, Green Arrow, Black Canary, Captain Marvel, John Stewart GL, Aquaman, Hawkman, Jamie Reyes BB, Robin (Damian?), Cyborg, and Batgirl, of which 6 will be selected.

As someone who does a bit of coin collecting myself (mainly circulation coins like the quarters sets, but I also have a couple proof and collectors coins) I think this is a really cool and interesting idea that showcases the history of the comics medium and these characters and their influence on American culture. Really excited to wait and see what the designs look like for the coins already announced!

[southerngothicaf]

Apparently my anxiety about cooking is literally so bad that I would actually rather starve than try to cook so that's cool to discover

[ghuletteintraining]

I'm literally inches away from Diamond Black tonight and I'm pretty sure I won't ever recover.

[goblinbabe666]

YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT.

YOUR GIRLFRIEND’S ALWAYS SUCKIN ON MY DICK

LIKE A SLIM JIM STICK.

SO THE NEXT TIME YOU GO DOWN ON HER CLIT,

TELL ME HOW MY DICK TASTES,

TELL ME HOW MY MOTHERFUCKIN’ DICK TASTES.

[jj-one]

HOW JUNGKOOK WOULD TREAT HIS BIMBO GF 🍥

pairing: established relationship, bf!Jungkook x bimbo!fem!reader genre/tags: smut, dumbification, degradation, praise kink, breeding kink, piv, unprotected sex, an*l, oral (m receiving), t*tty f*cking, drooling, use of the word daddy (only once)

**old repost from my deleted blog (05/24/23)

- Having a drop dead gorgeous girlfriend was a given for Jungkook, he loved the fact that y’all were both smoking hot and turn heads everywhere you go

- The stark contrast between your appearances drove him insane

- His aesthetic was more dark and mystique, is also heavily tattooed while you always wore pink and pastels, having bare skin

- Is so enamored with the idea of you being the total opposite of him, he always feels like he’s corrupting your sweet innocence

- Kinda treats you like you’re his eye candy anywhere he goes, has you wrapped up on his arm like it’s a leash

- He’s been debating getting an actual leash for you since you constantly trip and fall whenever you’re out with him

- You were just so ditzy and clumsy… it was your character flaw yet Jungkook saw it as an endearing quality

- Also loved that you were an airhead, clingy, and always wanting his attention ;( makes the joy of him coming home to you all the more thrilling <33

- Always buying you pink and girly thingsss

- Whenever he sees something hello kitty or barbie related he instantly thinks of you and buys it

- CONSTANTLY wants to spoil you, omg this man would spend every dime he could on you just to make you happy

- He looooves taking you out shopping because that’s your favorite activity !!

- He splurged on you the other day, buying you any color of that Dior lip oil that you were obsessed with, it was worth it since he’d be the one taking it off your lips afterwards

- Jungkook enjoys watching you try on skimpy outfits for him, the shorter the skirt the better— don’t get him started on the way your hardened nipples peek out the fabric of your shirts…

- Likes to play dress up with you like you’re his personal doll

- He’ll put you in a pink lace slip dress one night and the next he’ll have you wear white see-through lingerie for him; that is only when you two are in private of course

- Frequently teaches you new things so you keep up to date with current news and other events, he knows you aren’t the brightest but you have a heart of gold and do your best to comprehend everything he tells you !

- When watching movies you often pause to ask questions about the film because you don’t get it

- Jungkook made you watch ‘Inception’ with him one time and it absolutely rotted your brain

- He enjoys explaining the movie to you in a babying way, dumbing it down for you to understand it as your mind is blown away by all the knowledge he drops on you

- Laughs at your inability to comprehend the plot and pats your head while teasing you

- “Awww, you poor little thing…can’t even understand the simple concept of a movie.”

- It really really really turns him on when you wear high heels, the higher the heels the higher the tent in his pants grew

- You wore the sexiest 6-inch stripper heels for him and he fucked you out completely while you had them on, he thinks he might have a heel fetish or something

- Absolutely adores your bright & bubbly personality !! Will praise you any time he hears you say something smart

- “Did you know that Sloths can hold their breath longer than Dolphins???” You would ask him randomly.

- “No I didn’t, but thanks for the fun fact babe. You sound so cute when you talk about things you’ve discovered.”

- “It was on the back of my Snapple cap, how cool is that?! See look!!”

- He will never not be impressed by your lack of awareness, you lived in your own little bubble and he wanted to shield you from all harm and scary things

- Is sooo completely obsessed with your body

- Your bouncy tits, your curvaceous hips, and your cute plump butt was the perfect sight to send the blood rushing to his cock

- Loves. To. Fuck. You. So. Dumb.

- Uses your hole like it’s a fleshlight and loves cumming inside you repeatedly

- Dumping all his cum into your little bimbo cunt was the only thing he needed in his life

- Often catches you drooling at him, when you do this he scoops it up with his finger and puts it back in your mouth

- His favorite part of sex with you is seeing your fucked out face

- The stare you give him while you deepthroat his cock was enough to make him combust

- “Look so pretty with my cock stuffed in your mouth, such a pretty little slut for me..”

- The way he would degrade you but praise you in the same breath confused you in many ways yet you enjoyed every minute of it

- Your makeup would be all smeared, mascara would be runny, the Dior lip gloss he bought you fully transferred to his cock now

- Can never choose between if he likes doggystyle or cowgirl more since both positions he gets to look at your assets with a nice view

- Lots of titty fucking, loves having your big round tits around his cock, making a mess all over your chest once you milk him clean

- He owns all your holes, he likes to use your tight little ass from time to time

- After lubing it up nice and gently, he would go to town on your ass just pounding into your fuck hole viciously

- “What a fucking whore you are, gonna keep fucking your tiny hole until I pump every last bit of my seed in you.”

- Turns him on so fucking much when you start babbling and unable to speak proper sentences

- You’d whimper and hiccup with frustration from the way his cock made you feel

- His love language will always be making you feel so low. So small compared to him that you don’t even feel worthy of his presence at times

- “Can’t stop drooling all over yourself? Already too dumb and fucked out to continue, hmm?? Oh never mind, you’re already dumb…just shut up and take daddy’s cock like the good little slut you are, you were made for taking cock anyway.”

[transmascaraa]

"watermelons🍉"

❗reblog this. or just like it. boost it in any way. boost any post about the situation in Palestine. this is serious.

🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉

we marched through the world,

we marched as much as we could.

but they took away our flags,

and we were left as rags,

on the street.

all powerless,

all- hopeless.

is this what we deserve?

or will they finally learn,

that it is not okay,

to ruin our day,

nevermind "day",

ruin our life, we say.

so we grew watermelons,

they've grown here for aeons.

they have our color,

for what more could we ask for?

when they simply won't let us be free,

just because they can't see,

that they are committing crime,

while a single life is worth every dime.

but we are in no need of flags,

because even as rags,

daughters to sons,

what will still grow,

are those watermelons.

~~~~~

it doesn't matter if it's good, it's about the meaning.

i'll make as many Palestine-related posts if i have to just to give people something to boost.

the Palestinians need it.

[e-hibiscus]

sfw and nsfw hc for the dog-coded PTN women?

🪼

Pairing: Rahu x fem!reader, Zoya x fem!reader, Cinnabar x fem!reader, Ninety-Nine x fem!reader

C.W: NSFW, Collars, muzzles, leashes, pet play(? kinda), more like talking about dog-coded women but cw none the less🫡

Author’s Note:  Woof woof 🐶poupy poupy! Your ask was really vague so i didn't know what you wanted so i just went with whatever was in my mind. (Not proof read)

Minors DNI! | NSFW! under the cut

Rahu

Rahu would reluctantly, but still, let you put all these things on her. She’s tall. She’s scary. She’s intimidating! Like an obedient guard dog she’d keep it on and follow orders. Her self restraint can only last so long, but seeing her teary eyed and desperate makes it worth it.

Rahu get so sad when you don’t let her do anything but watch as you go about and do things. Poor woman wants to help you, but you remind her to stay put and not move or even hold you 😨 she just has to sit there while you grind on her thigh or ride her cock.

Rahu gets all whiney and desperate, hands clawing at the sheets beside her while she begs and begs for you to at least let her hold you. But that’s a reward only after she makes you cum a few times. 

When she’s finally allowed to properly fuck you, Rhau will have been all pent up. Her hands dig into your hips with a bruising grip. Hips rutting into you like no tomorrow, all while muttering “i love you”, “thank you”, and  “how good you make her feel” right by your ear.

The best Rahu can do is leave her mark by painting your insides white 😔 she can’t leave bite marks; only leaving imprints of the muzzle on your back, but this way you get to hear every sound Rahu would usually snuff out when sinking her teeth into the junction between your neck and shoulder. It’s okay though, you let her double her effort and let her mark you up this way.

Rahu can be dangerous, but she’s an obedient pup who listens to your orders. Advised for her to have a collar, muzzle, and lead 😔 so you can bully her frfr

Zoya

Zoya is big and strong. The scary dog gf privileges are on full display with this absolute hulk of a woman. She’s on top and in-charge. Good luck getting anything more than a muzzle or collar on this woman. If you're lucky, maybe Zoya will let you do both, but a leash is a no no because she wants to be free to do as she pleases.

Zoya places you on her lap, hands holding your waist in place as you squirm in her arms. Through the cage of the muzzle you see her smirking, amused by the small tug on her jacket. She’s entertained you enough hadn’t she? Putting on this stupid thing made her initially annoyed, but Zoya will make it work– even with it on.

With Zoya, she’s the one who lets you do this, not the other way around. If you get a little too cocky, or go too slow for her liking, Zoya will note it down and make you pay double as a reminder on who’s the one who wears the pants in the relationship.

Zoya gets a little frisky, maybe goes a little wild in pace as well, but she wouldn’t do anything that would intentionally hurt you (non-consensually). 

At most, Zoya will fuck you into oblivion, taking you until your on the brink of passing out. Her hips move in hard languid strokes so her thick cock can hit all your sweet spots with as much strength she can muster.

You put a muzzle on Zoya to help “tame” her, so she’ll show you just how feral she can get in bed. You’re not going to be able to walk for the next few days, and what’s worse is the fact Zoya took the muzzle off anyway 😔 just so she can “properly” mark you up

Cinnabar

Cinnabar, Cinnabar, Cinnabar… The poster lady of golden retriever girlfriends who could honestly do no wrong. She’s a walking green flag and does not need any restraints whatsoever. No muzzle, collar, or leash required because Cinnabar can be your fluffy puppy or your guard dog on the dime; it's all down to the given situation!

Cinnabar is always eager to please. Her top and main priority is you, after all. If you’re feeling good, then so is she 🥺 Just make sure to complement and sing your praises. Cinna would absolutely melt from your sweet words.

Call her nicknames and she’ll go beet red. It's only because its you saying these sweet words, Cinna might just explode! Carefully guide her hands away from her face and you’ll see the absolutely adorable sight of your girlfriend flustered.

Cinnapup (nick-name curated from the lovely @/sinful-lanturns’s blog) can top or bottom for you. She prefers to be a service top above all else but Cinnabar can switch between the two, just for you. 

Cinnabar as a top is careful with her ministrations. She is gentle, not wanting to hurt you in the slightest because she loves you so much. Her fingers are a little clumsy when they explore the wet cavern of your pussy. Her careful, cautious nature has Cinnabar unintentionally edging you 😰so you have to tell her to properly fuck you, but even then she goes too slow.

Ninety-Nine

Ninety-Nine is big, strong , and scary 😨 this woman is the most feral out of them. You’re gonna need everything to keep safe, and you definitely gonna get dragged or carried around by her. Ninety-Nine will be willing to wear a muzzle, collar, and lead, but you have to talk her through it. Bby trusts you not to do anything bad to her or Hella 🥺

She unironically growls. When it’s not anything serious it’s actually pretty cute 😔 Ninety-Nine often looks at you for guidance or orders, staying around because she likes your company (and you give her snacks).

My take is Ninety-Nine is like a Rottweiler? Big scary dog, but is not so secretly a great pup over all. That being said, with those Ninety-Nine considers “family” she will protect like her life depends on it. She’s using her entire body to shield you and will have no hesitation for snapping at anyone who tries to do anything to you.

Feral Ninety-Nine is a menace because even with a muzzle and collar it’s impossible to restrain her so she does what her instincts tell her. If that means shoving your head into the sheets and relentlessly rut her hips into you, then so be it 😔 her claw like hands dig into your skin; leaving little beads of blood in their wake. Your cries and whines partially register, and she lessens her grip on your sides

Ninety-Nine will go for as long as she wants. There’s just no way you’ll get out of her grip once she starts going to town on you. She’s an insatiable beast 😨 so good luck getting out of bed in the morning tomorrow cause you’re in for a long and difficult ride

[yawnderu]

Incel Keegan👀

cw: misogyny, Incel!Keegan, deepthroat, boot riding, slut shaming. MDNI.

Incel!Keegan is FILTHY. Spending over 20 years serving and seeing history repeat itself is what initially turns him into an incel. So many of his good brothers being cheated on while they're risking their lives saving the country is enough for him to know whores like you aren't worth a dime— yet he still allows you to come to his house every single day he's not deployed.

“Keep sucking.” He spits out, burying his cock down your throat despite your gagging and the tears spilling down your cheeks, only pulling out after a few seconds to spit into your mouth and make a bigger mess out of your face.

Every single inch of his cock is glistening with your saliva, helping his hand slide up and down his length, his grip tightening when he sees you open your mouth, tongue darting out like a well-trained slut.

“You're gonna swallow for me, sweetheart?” His tone is nothing but pure condescendence, knowing you're right where you belong— on your knees, with a superior male jerking off in front of you, groans and deep moans escaping his lips.

This is what Keegan always craved. Your submission is enough to make his heart skip a beat as he jerked off faster, smearing leaking precum all over your tear-stained cheeks while you desperately tried to suck him off again, only to be pulled back each time by a rough yank, his grip on your hair firm.

Keegan can barely register when you start rubbing your needy, wet cunt on his boot, a small smirk pulling on his lips. It's filthy. He should punish you for being such a whore, yet it's so fucking hot to see you reduced to nothing than a brainless little toy, desperate to cum.

“Of course you are, you nasty bitch.” Your needy moans as you rub yourself on his combat boot is enough to send him to the edge, shooting ropes of warm, filthy cum right into your waiting mouth, fulfilling your purpose— a brain dead piece of meat meant to serve men.

[gasolinerainbowpuddles]

Question for the people who steal fics: who are y’all gonna steal from when all your fave writers delete their blog/works?

Fanfic is one of the last aspects of fandom that isn’t monetized, and some of y’all are out here stealing, demoralizing, and drying up the space for creators.

Whether it be through theft, hateful anons, treating creators like content farms, feeding their works into AI without permission, etc, there is a huge shift towards very talented people deciding it’s just not worth it anymore. Their hobby and their way of participating in fandom is no longer producing joy.

When you can’t do anything in the fandom without some corporation squeezing every last dime out of you, please remember how you contributed to that and don’t you dare complain when this is how you acted when things were FREE and made with love for the movie/show/character/etc.

[mechaknight-98]

Stacking Bodies (NSFW) FT Hyewon

Author's Note: Don’t plagiarize. So I technically had three different stories I tied together just to see if I could. Each focusing on something different. The first one was a random idea I just had the second one was me being livid about plagiarism and assimilation and the third was about reconciliation and reconnecting with those closet too you. So enjoy the birthday girl’s birthday fic(s)

Act I

Hyewon and I lay in bed after an intense session when Hyewon suggested spicing up our sex life (literally) tomorrow with a bit of food play. I wasn’t a fan of the thought, but Hyewon was hard to say no to.

“Ah babe come on it’ll be fun,” I look at my girlfriend and hesitate. As much as her offer seems enticing something about eating off of her seems a step too far. Hyewon remained unconvinced. “Come on you'll get home from training. Then I can feed you and fuck you.” She asserted

I hesitantly responded, “I don’t know Hyem that sounds like an infection waiting to happen.”

Hyem pouts. “I forgot how forward-thinking and reasonable you were.” She lamented before a bright idea popped into her head.

“What if it was something you could eat with your hands?” Hyem responded

I squinted as I realized that she wasn’t going to let this go.

“Fine if you can make it so it doesn’t make a mess and it’s not gross by the time I eat it I’ll do it.”

Hyem smiled and then did the little dance that she did whenever she got what she wanted.

I rolled my eyes watching her“Gosh you’re such a loser,” I teased.

Hyewon smiled, “but I’m you’re looser,” she said proudly.

I sighed then responded, “Can I ask why this is such a big thing for you?”

Hyewon smiled “Because it’s sexy and empowering . In one act I can provide all of my guy’s needs. Do you know how sexy that is? The power I have over how much you need me,” she said with manic sexy glee as her hands traced along my chest. I shrugged as we cuddled before drifting off to sleep.

I woke up early the next morning so Hyewon could go to her meeting, but she clung to me as I tried to get out of bed.

“Come on Dio please don’t leave Wizone. It won’t be the same without you.” Hyewon begged.

My reply is apologetic because I will miss her but tbh I don't fit in the office so I should go, “I’m sorry Hyem but it's time for me to go back home,”

“Wait I’ll make it worth your while. I’ll move in, I’ll give you a titjob or a blowjob every day and we can play games or fuck every night.

Like a siren’s song, I am tempted by her words but Sakura and the rest of the office have changed so much since they all started cavorting. So I’m resolute in my convictions. I pry her off me and start getting ready.

As I get ready Hyewon walks in and pins me to her bathroom wall as I shower. She smiles as her tiny left-hand goes for my scrotum. She cups it and asks, “Who are they?”

“They’re yours,” I moan moans out horny and ready to fuck but Hyem smiles and kisses him on the cheek.

“Love you, babe,” she says innocently, before walking away leaving me Dizzy Disoriented and aroused. I hoped that it would be Hyem’s only advance for the morning.

As I was eating breakfast Hyem came up from behind me and started to bend me over as she sensually grabbed and massage my ass before going in for a normal hug. I reeled as Hyem would go from slut to sunshine at the drop of a dime it was hot but starting to be annoying to me.

“If you keep this up when I get back you won’t be able to walk.”

Hyem smiled and meandered close by with an ear-to-ear grin “You won't. Not when it's so close to work,” she teased.

I arrive at work with her and we go to our respective offices. There is a peculiar fleshy smell that I can’t place but makes me uncomfortable as I work. I dismiss it and chalk it up to sex smells.

I manage to get an hour deep into work before Yena and Levi walk into my cubicle. I sense their eyes because their silence is a very different silence from the regular silence as they stand behind me.

I spin my chair to see their expectant faces.

“What is it?” I ask a little annoyed. Their gazes are a combination of reverent fear and mild irritation.

“Is it true that you and Hyewon are dating?” Yena asks bluntly. I shrug and get back to work. Levi turns my chair around for Yena to ask her question again. I shrug again and get back to work. When I feel a grab on my chair I simply respond.

“Listen if you don't want me to report you to HR for harassment I suggest you leave me alone.” the couple take the hint and leave…or so I thought. Fifteen minutes later I got a message from Sakura to come to her office, and I was to bring Hyewon as well. I groan then grab my things and go to her office. I enter the cherry-scented room with an anxious glare, that only intensifies when I see Pat.

“Thanks for coming,” Sakura says seriously.

“I want to congratulate both of you. Your processing numbers have been up across the board.”

Hyewon smirks while I shrug.

“Now we must address your current relationship and how it has gone beyond working hours. As you know our policy is…” Patrick began but I got up and just left. As I did Sakura yelled at me.

“If you open that door Dio you won't have a job by the time you exit.” hearing that made me livid. So I let go of the door and began my reply.

“You want me to care about your policy that you don't even follow? Not only that you want me to let that slide when your own personal affection is standing right next to you. Let me tell you something Kura. I know Hyem, Pat, Ivan, Eunbi and I all helped you build this company but don't ever get it twisted. You still need us. We aren't easily replaced. So if you ever threaten me over something like this again. Not only will I quit. I will tear the company down, and if you think I'm bluffing just ask Haiabd…oh right you can't because his company is toast. So I'm going to say this nicely back off, and we won't have any issues. Do I make myself clear?” Kura’s eyes widened as she stared at me.

“Was that a threat?” Pat questioned I looked him in the eyes and said nothing before leaving.

The rest of the day is super quiet until it's me and Hyewon left in the office. She needed to stay late.

When everyone was gone I heard the familiar taps of her shoes. She entered my cubicle with a ravenous look on her face and lowered herself to my crotch before tearing it open.

Feeling whiplash I tried to muster a response but was quickly silenced when Hyewon began to suck me off. In between inpatient slurps, she squeaked out.

“Fuck you went full Demon Flanker. I missed that so much. You use to not take shit from anyone and if get so wet when you'd just bite back.” she said before going back to sucking my rod.

When my dick is more than hard enough she lifts her dress and lowers her panties as she unclasps her bra she says, “fuck me like you hate me. Fuck me like Im Sakura.”

At that point, all the teasing and cold fury bubbling inside erupted and I grabbed my naked paramour and I violently plugged her with my cock. She moaned and I slapped her ass.

“Zip it slut.” I growl into her ear. Her pussy clenched me as I said that.

“Oh, you like being called a slut?” I question. I feel a rush of liquid from her.

“Did you just cum from being called a slut.” I ask and Hyewon weakly nods. I give her a hard thrust and she mewls.

“Good slut.” I groaned as I thrust in and out of the mewling mess of Hyewon.

“Yes. Yes,” she moaned as I pounded into her deeper and deeper. Her pussy was a sopping and sodden mess as her slick pooled below us. Enraptured by her bouncing tits I take them into my hands as I massage them while I fuck Hyem. She moans again before cumming over my cock again. Her breathing is ragged as I chase my release. Hyewon's moans are music to my ears as I begin alternating my hands between her tight ass and her perky tits. Eventually, her tightness and moaning get to me, and I cum inside her. I feel my dick explode inside her as she moans like an overstimulated mess. As soon as I cum however all the “Demon Flanker” attitude goes away and I stare at her. What gets me more than anything is the vulnerable and fearful look she has. In a moment of weakness, I say, “I won't leave you Hyem,”

When we do leave we get back to Hyewon’s apartment we both change into more comfy clothes and chill for a while. I play on my switch while she watches her drama. I smile at her while she adorably cuddles next to me. Her clinginess is simultaneously her cutest/most annoying trait. With her sexy body strewn all over me, it was only a matter of time. When I feel Hyewon’s body heat begin to rise I look into her eyes. Her gaze holds intense lust, and just with one look she pushed out all my cute and soft thoughts about her now all that's left is the Demon Flanker as she calls it. I try to fight it but Hyewon's gaze keeps pushing my surging desires for her until I can't take anymore. I kiss her. Her lips taste like a cherry lip balm reminding me of Sakura and it's all over from there.

“You dirty slut,” I say and Hyewon smiles before getting up excited. She clumsily goes to her kitchen and then to her bedroom. I wait for her signal before I follow her. When I enter the room I smile at her.

See Hyewon has intricately placed full sushi boards all across her body and was lying cutely to make it both as appetizing and as sexy as possible. With a goofy smile, she says

“Come devour me,” I laugh and grab a seat to do so. As I eat this weird sense of mundane comfort overtakes the horiniess. So it leads to me chatting with Hyewon.

“Thanks, babe,” I say as I take my first bite. It's weird because her body heat is making the cold sushi warm but it's high quality so the taste more than makes up for it.

Hyewon pouts but smiles saying, “You're welcome.” I notice her pout and ask her what’s wrong.

She smiles and replies, “I figured this would have riled you up more but I always forget just how calm you can be in weird moments. “

I shrug and take another piece.

“I'm sorry about that.” I retort. Hyewon dismisses it as she gets it. She understands I can't be Demon Flanker all the time.

“So how did you come about calling when I get angry “Demon Flanker”?”

Hyewon smiled and said,

“When you were playing rugby when you first came out here that's what everyone on your team called you. When I asked why they mentioned your first name and it all kinda made sense. Diabolos=Demon and you played Flanker.” Hyewon explained as I took another piece. I laughed before moving closer to her face she was all awkward smiles. She kisses me and as she does she steals half the piece of sushi I was eating from my mouth. With her mouth puffed up she smiles mischievously. I smile with her as we continue to share the food. Despite the discomfort I feel at eating lukewarm sushi the comfort I feel being with Hyewon counteracts all of it. When we finish she gets up to straddle me she pulls my sweats down before she impaled herself on my cock. She moans as she bottoms out. She's a little shakey from earlier but I steady her by keeping a firm grip on her tight ass. She smiles at me as she begins to ride.

Her walls are tight as she gyrates her hips searching for an ideal angle.

“Fuck Dio.” she groans as she continues her ride, before bouncing up and down on my rod when she found her ideal tempo. As she chased her high she grew exponentially tighter. She then brought me in for a fervent kiss. Her teeth lightly bit my tongue as she pulled it out. Her eyes are full of mischievous glee. As she continued riding me I felt myself getting closer and closer. Her eyes narrowed as she stared into mine.

“You gonna cum?” she asked. I nodded and she said “Go on then cum inside I'm safe today.” with no other options I filled her womb with my seed and she came as well, smiling at me for all I' was worth.

ACT II

Despite being 45 minutes early to work, I was still somehow late. Don't ask me how I don't know. I walk in to see the receptionist Eunbi flirting with my friend Izzy. I walked past them and waved politely but Eunbi being the mom of the office was not having any of that.

"Um, Diabolos where do you think you're going?" Eunbi said with her arms open. I look at Izzy who shrugs at me before laughing. I sigh and walk back to Eunbi and give her a big hug. After I break it she smiles and says, "I always love you big hugs. Now go before Sakura has your balls on her desk."

"Okay will do...Wait, but I am 45 minutes early."

Eunbi shrugged and then smiled at me before I left. I overheard Izzy say, "Really babe his balls on her desk? We gotta get you better slang."

I walked into my cubicle where Mrs. Miyawaki was waiting for me.

On the way, I run into Yujin Simon, Leo, and Nako all talking. Yujin and Simon were holding hands. I laugh and say to Yujin and Simon.

“Don’t let Kura catch you. She’s already having a bad day.” Simon laughs and says,

“Well, we should be good as long as you’re here. You are here favorite punching bag of course.” I laugh before going to my office.

Her look was somewhere between Livid and focused. She gave me a forced pleasant smile before tearing into me.

"I hate you so much Diabolos." She opens. I look at her confused.

"What did I do now?" I ask legitimately confused. Sakura rolled her eyes annoyed.

Sakura scowled as she spoke, "Nothing currently but I need you and Hyewon to go upstairs and talk to your old job. There has been this weird smell that's been coming from there."

I look at my boss annoyed, "Really but they're so weird. Why can't you go?"

Sakura rolled her eyes in annoyance, as she answered"Because despite your childish attitude people listen to you...for some reason. Especially if Hyewon is with you."

"But I thought my association with her" I paused to breathe before continuing, "was "unprofessional, and distracting"" I said to my boss defiantly hoping to get out of this.

Sakura stood firm as she responded, "I changed my mind."

I rolled my eyes and said, "Are you sure it was you or Pat?"

Sakura was dumbfounded by my assertion, "Excuse me?"

I rolled my eyes annoyed, "You know what I said, but that's not important. What do you want me to tell them?"

Sakura scoffed before saying "Just ask if they can stop the smell. I am sure you know which one I am referring to."

I shook my head and replied "No, because the only smells are that of Lust and sex around here,"

"I beg your pardon?" She asked indignant, I rolled my eyes at Sakura's indignation until she backed off. She began to speak again"I swear you can be so childish."

I furrowed my brows as I replied frustrated "Well, I will remind you, Not only are you asking me to work during nonbusiness hours but you also made it so I can't hang out with one of my closest friends at the office."

Sakura scoffed again, "Oh please we all know you two have long skirted that rule."

I squinted "Not until about a month ago?"

Sakura reeled "Wait really?" she said taken aback.

I nod as Sakura softens.

"Oh well, then I am sorry," she says

"No worries" I reply

Sakura recovered shortly after and then said, "Wait you're 15 minutes late what do you mean Off business hours."

I point to my pinned offer of employment that stayed on my cubicle wall.

Sakura began to read it out loud, "Billable hours for Diabolos Maleovlence Bruce will be from the hours of 6:30-2:30. Oh really So you get here an hour early every day?"

I nodded as Sakura turned around to me.

Sakura looked at me confused before asking “Why?”

“Originally it was just to ease into the business day but since I spend most of the day putting out fires for you and the rest of the office I do my actual job of archiving records properly,” I explained and Sakura laughed with recognition.

Sakura laughed before she replied“Well I’m glad you’re so considerate,” her voice tilted sardonically. I shrug before getting ready to leave to find Hyem then I turn to Sakura and ask.

"Okay, last question. How long have you been waiting for me?"

“5:30 when you normally get here,” she said annoyed before shooing me away. I found Hyewon talking to Captain (it was his actual name. When she saw me she turned to me and smiled before running up to hug me.

“Ah, Dio you made it.” She said happily. I nod before returning the hug.

The lights began to flicker and Captain pointed out to Minju. “That’s the third time today we’ve been having power issues. Hey, Diabolos and Hyewon when you go up there can you ask them if they're having issues?

Hyewon and I nod before taking the elevator one floor. On the ride, Hyewon kisses my cheek.

“I’m so ready for our weekend sleepover. It’s gonna be so much fun wet is going to watch all the ranger reject episodes and Kaiju No. 8 is going be great.” I nodded as I mentally prepared to talk to the employees of Planet Upscaled. As we exit the elevator the air is dank, tinged with a humidity and smell that’s disgusting, as we walk to the entrance the door is left open. The smell emanating from inside. I peek in to see 5 flesh pods lining the walls of the office. The first one on the right side is open. I also see the entire office covered in flesh growths and distended/disfigured limbs that were fused or joined in impossible configurations. If that wasn’t enough there was a face on the wall directly in front of me, that opened its eyes at me before saying, “You gotta get out of here,” before watching the face contort and its voice change from a terrified gruff man into a feminine voice as an eye appeared on its right cheek and an entire new mouth on the left.

Before it could speak I closed the door and turned to Hyewon, “what is it?” I picked her up and ran down the stairs to our office. I set her down and she’s frantic “What was that for?” She demanded. Still processing everything I just saw I said to her.

“We need to leave now. Like right now. You go to the parking lot right now and wait for the rest of the office to get there and lead them to my house.” Hyewon looked at me worried

Hyewon’s eyes tracked mine as she sensed the worry in them, “Diabolos what’s wrong?” She asked

I grabbed her gently and looked her in her eyes, “We don’t have time for that right now we need to go now,” I said terrified.

Hyewon nodded then said “Okay I trust you”

She runs to the parking garage, as I walk into the office.

Sakura, Eunbi, and Izzy were all standing at the front desk.

Sakura smiled when she saw me, “Oh Diabolos how’d it go?”

“We all need to leave right now,” I responded.

“Wait why?” Sakura asked. She noticed my grave face as did Eunbi.

“Wait Diabolos why do you look so rattled.”

My worry began to mount as we were running out of time.

I strained not to yell at them because I knew starting a panic would start a very bad situation, “Look please trust me on this one I’ll explain when we all aren’t here.” I say as calmly as I can muster.

Sakura rolls her eyes and says, “Okay but you owe us Diabolos.” I nod and tell them that Hyewon is waiting for them in the parking garage. They go and I swiftly go through the office directing everyone to the garage. There are only two I’m missing Yunjin and Simon. I tear through the office looking for them but can’t. I know they’re here but where? I hear the door to the office open and see a face that shouldn’t be there.

“Hello? Anyone here a tiny female voice says.” I decided to rush to the custodial closet. As I entered I found Yujin and Simon. Their eyes are petrified as they see me as I catch them having sex. I close my eyes and lock us all in the custodial closet.

“Pull your pants up we have a meeting in the parking garage. Sakura asked me to find you both.” I say Yujin and Simon nod as I grab a mop. I grab the duck tape and tape my knife to the non-mop end. We all walk out to the front desk where we are greeted by Lisa from BlackPink.

“Oh hi I was looking for the boss,”

“Oh that would be me,” I lied.

“But wait,” Yujin said

“No go to the meeting or I’ll have to report you,” I said to Simon who instantly knew I meant business.

After the door closed Lisa attempted to get closer to me. “I’m from Planetary Upscaled and I was wondering if you could help me handsome.”

“I am sorry I am in a massive rush,” I said as I tried to go around Lisa but she stood in my way.

“Oh please. Pretty please.” She said cutely as she did I noticed an intent to break the touch barrier. I used the mop to keep her distance as I switched our positions.

“Sorry, Miss. I’m married to the love of my life,” I lied again before attempting to leave.

“But we’d make such a cute couple,” I heard her say before I heard gurgling noises. I watch in horror as pieces of “Lisa’s” flesh fly off. Tendrils and tentacles extend from her body to the plant behind her the wooden part of the mop and the leather rug we had just got. As she inched closer to me I pushed the mop into Eunbi’s desk pinning her as this thing began growing as it assimilated more matter. Not wanting to be the next snack I ran out of the office. Yujin and Simon were waiting for me. “Fucking run,” I yell as the door behind me explodes and more flesh tendrils begin to chase us. The tendrils reverberate Lisa’s voice don’t “You want to be my friend?” They all seemed to say. We all book it in the parking garage where the tendrils don’t continue. Yujin and Simon race to their car as I catch my breath. I can’t say I blame them.

“Oh, there you are what happened?” Kura and Eunbi said.

I could have been more polite, but I was under duress.

“Get in your fucking cars now,” I yell as I hear a huge boom coming from our office. Everyone listens to that as we all drive out. As we drive out I see the floor of the office building explode as flesh tendrils extend out from it grabbing people off the street, trees, dogs animals. And drag the bodies to the mass.

By the grace of fucking god and him alone we make it to my place on the rural side of Korea three hours out. As everyone got out of their cars I sat in my car trying not to scream and freak out.

Eventually, I collected myself enough to talk. I slowly opened the door to my car as I walked in several others followed me. I sat on my couch fried as I tried to figure out what to say. Hyewon sat next to me and hugged me. After that Leo and Nako came in Leo was understandably freaking out.

“What the fuck was that. What happened?” He was yelling. We all knew he was trying to process what he saw and didn’t expect an answer. That was until Patrique turned the conversation to me.

“Yeah, Diabolos what was that?”

Everyone turned to me expecting answers. I looked up and said,

“I don’t know,” Pat and Tim were understandably upset.

“How the fuck do you not know? You got us all out before anything happened and safely as if you knew this would happen,”

I look up at them and reply, “I didn’t know this would happen but when I walked into Planetary Upscale’s office I saw enough things to make me think an evacuation was necessary.”

As I spoke I got up and went to my fridge. Maybe water would cool my frayed nerves. As I did Pat got in my face.

“Ya know you’ve been such a dick after Ivan left,” he said angrily. I sighed then he said the thing that he knew would set me off.

“I think you’re just mad Kura chose me over you.” I balled my fist and then clenched it until I was drawing blood from my hand. My rage flared up until I remembered the practice that my old therapist told me.

“When you’re mad at something someone said put your head in their perspective and ask would I be mad as well,”

I thought about his perspective. His least favorite coworker saved his life from some horror movie scenario that he seemed to know a lot about but refuses to elaborate, and now you and you’re girlfriend (his ex-crush) are stuck in the same house.

“This fire dies with me. This fire dies with me.” I say internally as I turn to Pat and Tim.

“Look I just saw bad things happening and made the call to get everyone to safety if you think you do a better job then by all means.” Pat softens as he is surprised by my calm response. (One of us has to be)

“Now if you’ll excuse me I need to I have some calls to make to try and get us out of Korea.”

Yena popped up and asked “Wait why?

I turn to her and say. “This is spreading fast and if we aren’t careful it could spread to us,” I explained. Everyone nods. I go to my backyard and ring up Sammy.

“You Sammy you got a boat for me and 30 or so people to get out of Korea if need be. I’m calling in that favor.”

Sammy sighed but responded, “I should have figured you call, Yeah I can be there in three days can you hold out.” I turn back to my house look at my contemporaries and reply

“Yeah,” I replied

I waited “Great meet me at the abandoned pier.”

“Okay,” I said

As I walk in the group is watching a broadcast explaining an emergency evacuation/shelter staged by Planetary Upscale. Everyone’s eyes held hope. I sighed and turned the TV off they all looked at me angrily.

“What was that about? Pat asked

“It’s a trap,” I replied coldly.

“How do you know?” Leo asked

“Well 1.) Planetary Upscale is where this all started. 2.) This thing disguises itself as humans. 3.) It feeds on biomass 4.) What is the easiest way to trap people so you get more? Making a false rescue. This has trap written all over it,”

Nako stood up and said, “Oh, and what’s your plan?”

“We wait three days then drive to the abandoned pier and sail out in the night get to Japan and we fly out from there.”

“Three Days?” Chaewon said incredulously. “You said we may not have much time and here’s a guarantee we can escape.”

“You know what fine you all can go I’ll stay here and go with my plan,” I said calmly which was the last thing I remember before hearing a crash and then blacking out.

When I came too I realized I was tied up in Eunbi’s car. Eunbi, Izzy Hyewon, Sakura, and Pat were all there. We were driving back into the city. The amount of anger I felt was almost biblical.

“Oh good you’re awake,” Eunbi said.

“Look honey I am sorry but this is our best bet. I hope you’ll forgive me.” Eunbi said as she drove. I clenched my teeth as I watched her drive white-knuckled 10&2. I take a deep breath.

“Can I please be untied?”

“Are you going to try and leave the car?” Eunbi asked. I shook my head knowing the answer she wanted to hear.

“Okay” Eunbi as she gestured for Pat and Izzy to untie me. The duo finished and we arrived at the rendezvous point, along with several other people.

The first strike is the Area is Open air. The second strike is that I noticed something weird a lot of the people were extremely touchy-feely like uncomfortably so. We walked out and I watched as Wonyoung smiled before running to Yujin and giving her a big kiss.

“We made it.,” she said happily. As we walked into the check-in I got the third strike.

There was no one checking for infection, no scanners or monitors. I stopped before we reached the check-in gate. Before I could say anything I heard a very loud “UNNIE!” We all turned to see a brown-haired girl approaching Sakura. She gave Sakura a big hug that turned into another heated passionate kiss.

“You’re safe," Sakura said happily. I watch from a distance confused as more people begin to come in, and this weird sexually charged aura comes around. I wonder why that is. Hyewon grabs me and holds me close.

"I don't like this," she whispers as she looks around I try to look for anything to get us out of here when I smell it. The same smell as the scent when I entered Planetary Uspcale's office. I turn to my friends and tell them to run. When something hits me over the head and knocks me out.

When I came to I was in a cell surrounded by a flesh wall. I stared in horror at everything that surrounded me.

“You are so interesting.” I heard a voice say. I turn to see “Lisa” again. She stares at me with a wolfish hungry glare.

“You are seemingly immune to all my assimilation tactics. It’s truly amazing,” “Lisa said. I groaned as I looked at her.

“You’re immune to pheromone exposure, hallucinations, mental suggestion all of it. How?” Lise said. I sigh and say,

“What do you want?”

“I want to know why. You are so unique that even after almost 8 months of exposure to me, you resist, and here I figured you’d be the easiest since you were the most isolated and most idiosyncratic.” “Lisa,” said exited.

“Well, I have a proposal for you. An experiment if you will. If you can make it out of here without succumbing then I will let you go. Otherwise, I plan to cut you up and see what makes you tick.” “Lisa,” said seductively “Or you can willingly let me in and end this pointless struggle because I’ll eventually win anyway.” She adds

“Why are you doing this? Who are you?”

“Why Diabolos don’t you recognize me? I’m Planetary Upscaled,” she said with a smile. As things began to click and memories unlocked.

“You’re the meteorite Haiabd found.”

“Bingo, and together we have achieved so much. Imagine what I could do with you.” She said. “Just let me in,” she whispered.

As she spoke and reminded me of what happened something inside me broke.

“You dare?” I yelled before I began punching at my Cell walls which Planetary watched excitedly

“You’re struggle is pointless.” She said repeatedly until the glass cracked. The window shatters and I walk out of the cylinder surrounded by piles of flesh. My vision is red as I feel the entire room try to tear me apart. I walked over to “Lisa” and I brought my hands to her throat.

“Ah choke me, Daddy,” she teased, and my vision went black as the color became so intense that was almost blinding. When I hear the needed crunch, I let go and walk to the exit. I take out a lighter and aerosol before lighting the flesh pit on fire.

I take out my phone and see it’s a day after I was supposed to leave with Sammy. I groan and start walking.

Act III

I sat in my home in California. When the door rang, I opened it to see Ivan he smiled and said, “Dude you’re a genius, the corrosive binder and stabilizer worked.” He said with a smile

“How is the cleanup going?” I asked.

Ivan smiles “Oh it’s great the flesh is almost cleared and we have saved so many people we never found Planetary though.”

I sigh relieved. “Oh also you’ll never believe it we were invited to the Wizone gala for our work on the cleanup,”

I squint and say “I’m not going,”

Ivan looked at me before saying, “Look I get that you’re mad still at them but think about it this way. You wanted them safe, and they are safe and thriving. You won.”

I sigh and say “Okay”

Two days later we arrived at the Gala. It was a masquerade-themed one. I was given a stag-based one while Ivan wore one based on a lion. I dreaded the event but put on a brave face. As we entered Ivan being the wildly popular and success story he was was swept up by a host of people trying to rub elbows with one of the Diabolical Society founders. On my part, I approached the bar. First and asked for a Shirley temple. As I waited a familiar voice said,

“I didn’t expect a mighty stag to order such a soft drink.” I turn to see Hyewon who is currently wearing a cute mouse mask and staring at me. She smiles.

“I try to keep a sober mind,” I reply.

Hyewon smiles and then says, “I like that tell me what brings you here. I see you with Ivan and a new face so I’m assuming you are the reclusive other owner of the Diabolical Society Firearms company.” I nod and Hyewon smiles.

“Well, I am glad I am your first acquaintance at this party I hope it will be good for you.” I shrug and say

“It’s not my scene Hyem,” Hyewon turns to me and rips my mask off.

“Dio?” She says staring into my eyes. I nod. She smacks me angrily before saying, “I thought you died,”

I shrug weakly as I say surprise. As she hits me she stops when she sees the scars on my face neck and slightly exposed shoulder.

"What happened to you?" she asks worriedly.

"Well, I had to kinda fight my way out of the Planetary Upscale building without being assimilated by all their stuff," I explain.

Hyewon's gaze holds a mix of concern and frustration before it thaws into legitimate appreciation.

Hyewon smiled as she said, "I missed you so much."

I am unsure how to respond so I just mirror her statement, "I missed you too Hyem."

"So you're the elusive other half of Diabolical Armory. Honestly, it suits you." Hyewon says looking at me with a loving gaze. I smile as a wave of comfort takes hold I haven't felt in a long time. She approaches me and kisses my cheek. She smells like grilled onions but honestly I

“So what are you doing after this Gala?” Haewon asks.

“Probably go home, but honestly I would love to spend some more time with you,” I reply.

Hyewon smiles mischievously and asks if I still wear the same-sized clothes. I nod and she smiles.

“What are good burger joints nearby,” she asks.

45 minutes later

Hyewon and I snuck out of the Gala after changing into less expensive clothes and were enjoying in-n-out on the steps we found at a nearby park while catching up.

“It's been such a mess since you've been gone. Sakura and Patrick have a kid, but they aren't even together anymore. So it's a huge mess. Eunbi and Izzy are going strong along with Leo and Nako. Minju and Cap just got together too.”

I looked at Hyewon surprised, “Oh really that's great.”

"Yeah, I was dating him for a while during one of Minju and Cap's breaks." I sighed heavily and chose my response carefully.

"Oh, I am sorry for that then."

Hyem nods and then asks "What about you how is your love life looking?"

"Oh me I haven't been dating I have stuck to myself after the whole Planetary thing.

"Wait really?"

I nod as I begin to recount the story. Hyewon nods in acknowledgment while tracing the scars on my arms and wrists. About how the biomass used its electromagnetic pulses from its "Nervous System" to try and cook/rip me apart, and how I got my freedom. I told her about fighting my way out of Korea only to get back home and everyone thought I was dead.

"So you were taken by the Planetary Upscale people. I knew it. All the girls told me you were infected that's why the worker came and knocked you out with a sedative."

"Oh, that's what happened," I said gaining some clarity about it."

Hyewon nodded before going back to her burger. I sit closer to her on the stairs we are currently on.

"So what happens now?" I ask. Hyewon turns to me and smiles.

"Well, that depends on you. You can either come back with me to my hotel room and we continue where we left off, Or you can drive me home and we go on our separate ways." Hyewon responded. I stood up considered her words then responded.

"Before we begin I should let you know. I am part alien."

Hyewon looked at me confused, so I repeated the statement. She smiled gently before saying.

"Why would I care about that?" I smiled as I said, "Well then as long as you know what you are getting into."

Hyewon laughed and said, "It would explain more than you know."

Now that everything was on the table I drove her to her hotel and followed her up. On the way to her room, she asked why I didn't come find her when I was free.

"Well subtracting how broke I was...both financially and emotionally. I was not the same guy I was when I left you." I answered

Hyewon's eyes were bright as she gazed at me. A warmth began to fill me.

"Yes you are." she said as she entered her room before saying, "Come on Demon Flanker."

[arkangelo-7]

Okay, but, the Bats and their chronic pains.

Bruce has a bad back. Like, it’s horrible. Technically he “recovered” from that fight with Bane, but once you obliterate every vertebrae in your spine, there’s just no going back to how you were before. Most mornings he has trouble getting out of bed because of the pain, and after particularly long, stagnant patrols he has to ice it or the pain will be unbearable. Bruce is good enough at controlling his body language to that most people can’t tell when his spine starts to lock up—except, of course, for Dick, who sees through all of B’s bullshit. It isn’t uncommon for Dick to give Bruce an impromptu back massage after a mission, though Bruce’ll deny it till his dying breath.

Dick has severe tendinitis. He’s a highly trained, professional gymnast but there are still times when he pushes himself to far. The inability to do acrobatics, to fly is what really gets him, though; Bruce has medication to curb the symptoms, the pain of overextension, the strain in his muscles, and the inflammation—but what really hurts is being stuck on the ground for days on end.

Jason gets growing pains. Don’t forget, his body went through absolute hell when he was dunked in the Lazarus Pit; he came out of that acid bubble bath two feet taller and carrying muscle mass that his nineteen year old body can’t always handle. When the aches and pains hit, there isn’t much he can do except lay down and do the old breathing exercises that Alfred taught all those years ago.

Tim… well, “shoulder problems” is probably the best way to put it. He naturally carries stress in his shoulders (he gets it from his mother) and so after years of being an anxious conspiracy theorist and putting up with a grieving, unpredictably hostile Batman, he’s strained the hell out of his upper body. His primary method of treatment is chiropractic therapy—the amount he pays to Dr. Hansen to crack his shoulders on the regular is astronomical, but Hansen keeps his mouth shut and doesn’t ask questions, so he’s worth every dime.

Damian has focal dystonia. His hands cramp and contract regularly, it’s a product of having spent so many of his fundamental years with his fingers locked around the hilt of a sword. He’s so ashamed that he tells no one, but Alfred finds out, so every night there is a tray with a bowl of hot water, a cup of tea, and potassium vitamins.

[dovesndecay]

It's June! It's Pride! It's (my) Birthday!

The Introduction Spiel:

Hi, I'm Reyah! (any pronouns! no really, go for it!) On June 21st, I'm turning 32, an exciting and mysterious age to be!! (So I've heard)

Warning: This is a post asking for financial help, and if there's one thing I would ask is that if you read the whole thing: please reblog.

I'm a multiply-disabled queer person of color, a writer, artist, and photographer. I live with three of my best-good-pal-friends, (@renthony, @kryptidkhaos, and @natalieironside) and our collective army of pets.

We all know it's damned hard to be all these things at the same time under the capitalistic hellscape we're living under, and we/I am always in need of a lot of help with the existing.

I ended the month of May with some smaller bills left still to pay, but am thankful to say that June already had fewer bills than usual due, and the amount I need to start the summer off right is actually less than I was afraid it would be! Woohoo!

What I Make

I mentioned my artistic endeavors, let me show you them!!

Writing

I write less often than I'd like, but I share poetry and shorts, when I have them, on my Patreon!

You must be over 18 to pledge, as I have, can, and will again share Adult Content occasionally. Patrons pledging at least $1/month get access to all content. But most posts becomes free to access eventually. :)

When I do longer form content, I primarily write fantasy with a focus on queer brown characters with disabilities, mental illnesses, and disordered attachments. Because therapy is expensive, and writing is free.

Photography

I do wildlife and landscape photography, primarily, but you can also check out my portrait and event work on my website! You can purchase PRINTS HERE.

And because it's my birthday, I'm offering a 32% discount code for all my prints! The code is good from June 1st to July 1st!

A Note, if you purchase a print: first off: thank you. (please feel free to send a photo of wherever you display it!!!) secondly: this will not go towards the received totals on my financial need because Pixels doesn't pay out until nearly 2 months after the purchase. Funds made from sales will go towards future needs.

CODE: PDHHTR

Artwork

I've been exploring art, both analog and digital, a lot more lately, and have shared both process photos and final drafts on Patreon! Here are just a few examples:

I admittedly don't post on patreon as much as I wish I had the energy to, but I try to make at least one thing a month, provided I have the spoons and time.

Creativity is, like, a level 5 spell slot when you're disabled and impoverished, and I appear to have exactly One (1) of those available at any given time.

The Needs:

The Bills: $1,100

Yeah, we had to get here eventually. Since this post is already pretty long, I'm putting the rest under a cut.

More than half of this, as always, is just for the car payment and insurance that keeps the regular day-job-haver getting to said job, and all our medical appointments, errands, etc.

I still owe around $13,000 total on Johnny Car, but I think we all know that's just not a real number.

The rest of the funds would go toward paying the small subscriptions, for my various medications, and the regular attempts to whittle away slowly at the $4,300 worth of other debt.

($2,200 of back taxes, and $2,100 of credit card debt, and gods, do I mean slowly. Interest piles up so much faster than I can seem to whittle.)

If you're able and willing to help with paying the bills, direct donations can be made here:

PayPal | (link)

Venmo | (dovesndecay)

Cashapp | ($dovesndecay)

If you can, and only if you can.

The It Would Be Cools:

Since every dime that comes in goes primarily towards food and bills, there's little left afterward to be put towards other life necessities like clothes, toiletries, let alone things I just think would be nice/neat/nifty to have.

I have a High Priority wishlist. It's mostly art supplies, bulk toiletries, etc.

I'm woefully low on clothes, being short, fat, and trans, so very little of what I own actually feels good to wear so much as it simply covers my body. I have a wishlist of clothes that would be nice to have.

For everything that firmly lands under the "I just want it" category, I have an Enrichment list. It's mostly stuffies, but also games, room decor, hobby supplies, books, and stim toys.

Our household keeps a big wishlist for things we need, want, groceries, accessibility products, and everything in-between.

Okay, now what?

Well, now, I'm gonna ask that if you got to this point, and if you can't/don't want to do any of the things listed above, then please reblog this post.

The more people that reblog it, the more likely I'm able to pay my bills for one more month this year.

But if you don't, it's not like anyone's gonna know. I'm not omniscient, I swear.

Anyway, I don't expect anyone to do anything if you can't or even if you just don't wanna, but if you can and you're willing to, it means the world.

I didn't think this is where I'd be at 32. But I never really expected to get here at all in the end, and it's a lot nicer than I thought it would be. Mostly because I am surrounded by amazing people who have the capacity to be so much kinder than I will ever have the words to describe.

Thank you, and to all, a happy pride!

🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤

[iisasarcasticlittleshite]

Honey, Sweetie, you're an Idiot

Mammon spoils his human rotten.

At least once a week for the past few months, a package appears on MC's bed: jewellery, clothes, lotions and shoes and just about everything they can think to have ever looked at.

Mammon parades them about town often, both proud and flustered to be walking around hand-in-hand, and everything they even glance at ends up in their room; to the point of being utterly ludicrus.

No matter how much MC loves the thought, they're running out of room and more importantly, the amount of Grim he must be spending...

After yet another box greets them on their bed, holding a sleek watch they'd glanced at two days ago, they decided enough was enough.

MC closed the solid wooden box and strode out of their room, determined to figure out why the Avatar of Greed is spending his every dime on them.

Mammon's in his room, reclined on his couch, feet kicked up on the arm with his DDD in his hands.

"I already told ya, I ain't gonna-Oh! MC don't sneak up on me like that!"

MC arched a brow, kicking the door shut behind them. "I did knock."

"We-yeah, but ya didn't say it was you." The demon pouted, though he surely thinks he's brooding.

He sat up, making room for MC at his side, their latest gift cradled in their hands. Mammon's eyes darted to the ornate box, fidgeting nervously.

"Ya don't like it?"

"That's not it, I really do like the watch. It's just...you bought me a lot of things. Like, a lot of things."

"Yeah, so what?" He plucked nervously at a loose thread in a cushion, eyes firmly averted and cheeks growing pink. "Ya like 'em, don't ya?"

"I do, but you must have spent so much money..." They trailed off, looking for the words with which to explain how guilty when he splurged on them.

"So? Ye're....you're worth it 'n' all that." The demon mumbled so quietly they barely heard him at all.

"But there's so much! You don't need to buy me everything I look at, I don't need all of these things." MC explained, sliding closer, watch box put aside behind them, reaching for Mammon's hand.

Mammon gaped at them, eyes wide as he took in their earnest expression. "How else's a guy s'posed to tell ya how important ya are?"

MC recoiled, the conclusion sinking in all at once. Mammon spoiled them rotten with gifts because he doesn't know how else to express his affection.

"Besides...you deserve it all. I'm just a-a scummy demon."

As the truth sank in, MC took a breath, and started laughing, full on belly laughing until they had to lean on Mammon to keep themselves upright.

"Wh-HEY! Whaddya think ye're laughin' at?!"

"Mammon-" MC grinned, hands on his shoulders as they pushed him back, laying him on the couch and climbing on top of him, smiling as he turned bright red and barely held their eyes, "-honey, sweetie, light of my life...you're an idiot."

Mammon didn't get a chance to object as his human dipped, stealing his breath in a kiss he was absolutely not ready for, and lost himself too helplessly.

Their lips were more heaven than anything in the Celestial realm had ever been, their body warm under his palms as his hands dipped naturally over their hips.

When they pulled away, he was met with the sight of the sweetest smile and a twinkle in those beautiful eyes he could stare into forever.

"I do not need the gifts or the money or the fancy dates." MC purred, resting their forehead against his, fingers tangled in his snowy hair. "All I need, is you."

Speechless, all over again he can't find a single word to express the way his chest tightened, his heart two sizes too big.

MC giggled, peppering his cheeks with kisses until Mammon spun them around, planting his human firmly on those couch cushions, greedy eyes taking in the sight of them beneath him.

"You want me? Ya got me, gorgeous."