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who would win: a MkII user or a Mogul with two dead engines?

[sniperct]

Spaceship games I've played

Starfield: 5/10

space, spaceships, exploration, but it's also fallout in space and if you don't like fallout's gameplay all that much you're not going to enjoy starfield. Also space combat is pretty simple

EvE Online: 7/10

I made billions of ISK mining. and I lost billions of ISK getting suicide ganked in high security space. There was some enjoyment before that but the space combat is very tactical so fun if you like that kind of thing. Haven't played since I got suicide ganked 2 days in a row by two different people in two different orgs in two different high security systems and lost two super expensive barges.

EvE Valkryie 9/10:

The reason I got a PSVR originally. It's defunct and dead now sadly, but the combat was amazing and I lost hours in the cockpit with my PSVR headset pulling high G stunts and shooting down other people.

Star Citizen: 8/10,

buggy as hell but has absolutely the best space flight out there, hands down. In perpetual slow development, I recommend against backing unless you're really into bug hunting and can handle frequently losing progress. But when the stars align its one of the best gaming experiences I've ever had. They added planets 18 months after I backed and the experience of seamlessly taking off, flying across a system, landing and exploring a planet and then returning retroactively justified my pledge for me. Was worth getting a nice set of joysticks one year, 80% for this game tbh.

Elite Dangerous, 7/10:

I keep trying to give it a fair shot, but the flying doesn't feel right. A bit reason I originally backed SC was specifically because I was trying to find a space flight/combat game to scratch that itch and SC beat ED for that. This was back in 2016 lol That said it has a large galaxy to explore, even if you don't get to explore your ships or planets to the same level you can in SC, and I can see the appeal of it if I could just adapt to the flight model. Works great with my joysticks though!

No Man's Sky, 7/10:

overhyped and under delivered, it's since come a very long way and I'd argue is one of the biggest turn around stories, second to FF14 maybe. Large, lovely univere to explore, I wish I could figure out how to get off the planet or start in space on my latest playthrough. Space flight is very very basic.

Star Wars: Squadrons: 9/10

Quiet literally waited since X-wing Alliance came out for this game. Decent story, but the sheer joy of flying around in an x-wing or tie fighter makes for exceptional gameplay. I've even played in VR with the PSVR and I can't emphasize enough how awesome that was!

Chorus TBD:

Really enjoyed the demo, was disappointed I couldn't get my joystick working with it. Got it for like 3 bucks at a recent steam sale and I want to give it a fair shake. Maybe I can find a way to map my joystick.

Bonus mech but not space ships!

Mechwarrior Online 6/10

Great game, got my joysticks working in it recently but I haven't played in years so I'm very bad at it.

Mechwarrior 5

TBD Finally got sticks working, need to actually play the story.

If anyone can recommend games where you fly around in a space ship (or even flying around in a plane, been having a lot of fun playing War Thunder's Arcade mode and world of warplanes) let me know. Bonus points if there is joystick support.

[jimmymcgools]

then i will go ham 🙏💖 thank you @aminta

“Do you ever get sick of Red Lobster, June?”

June turns. “Oh, huh!” She seems as if she really appreciates the question. “Well, when I was pregnant with Toby, I had such naughty cravings for their biscuits. I must’ve eaten about a hundred a week, I was always sending Josh out to buy a dozen as soon as they opened.”

due to popular demand i’ve bought the ingredients to try to make a knock-off version of these. i got the buttermilk on sale and it expires soon so watch this space. 

also i unironically love june and really enjoy shoving various traits of my own coworkers & office job into these sprinkler sections. 

She lands in Albuquerque before dawn. It feels as if she’s slinking unseen into the city, hidden from it while it hides from her. No shadows of the Sandias are visible against the horizon, no twisting Rio Grande cutting through the dry land. In the darkness, the plane wheels seem to touch down in her own stomach, a heavy landing that bumps and skids over the tarmac before settling like lead on the Earth.

an abq plane landing always feels special to me because it’s how acb starts 🥺

It’s a clean slate kind of city. Emerging from the hot dust like an iron from a forge, still hissing.

And when she lived here, she was a clean slate, too. She was level and she was making something of herself, growing and growing. She was coral snakes in the shade, eyes glittering.

these commentaries are always so self indulgent but it feels really cool to like... i dont know. i think about years ago writing a scene where kim and jimmy sit on the trunk of her car and she talks about how the desert is clean and sterile. and now here we are and that still feels right and still feels important. 

also i had ‘eyes blinking’ here for days and then genius i am i had to google whether snakes can blink or not, and i guess they can’t blink or WHATEVER they have no EYELIDS who CARES. but i changed it anyway. 

The sun climbs above them, spilling warm light over her skin, over the bare land.

i wanted it to look like morning over the sandias 😔

Kim sees the severe woman in her empty house, leaning on the back of a chair just to stay upright. “She wants—”

—a shadowed room, with light carving slices from peeling walls and metal tables. A cigarette and a lie and familiar eyes and his name in her mouth again. A time capsule and a time machine and the words come falling out—

“She wants her husband back.”

the more i work on it the more i’m struck by this post-canon era being an era of women and their lost husbands. cheryl and marie and skyler etc etc. 

so the idea of there being this like... obviously cheryl would literally like howard back in the world of the living. but jimmy never left that world for kim, yet she still got her husband back. so this thought of how someone can be lost to you in more than one way, i guess? cheryl lost howard in every way--his life was taken, and the reality of who he was as a man was taken from the world, too. 

it’s all something i hope i can explore more over the course of the story. 

Jimmy’s palms rest tentatively on her back, the faintest pressure, as if he wants to make sure she knows he’s willing to let her go again.

jimmy imagines his hands as hovering birds a couple of times in the safs cicero chapter, and i thought about it here. 

Her arms come up around him, and she presses her cheek into his shoulder. He floats his hands over her back for a moment, hovering birds, and then he finally lowers them, touching. She’s warm against him.

“Jimmy,” she murmurs. “I’m sorry about your mom.”

just like. i don’t know. it’s the same hug. 

always the same hug. 

And the flickering bulb above them seems like it’s inside him now, a quivering light over his face, his shielding fingers. “I didn’t think you could keep coming here like this for much longer.”

“Well,” Kim murmurs, “that’s why we’re a team.” And she smiles, so slowly. “I figured out how.”

things that were genuinely a relief for ME to figure out! i didn’t want to rush kim becoming a lawyer, so. this felt nice. 

“Sometimes I was better,” he says, finally. “But I never could figure out being better all the time…”

i said this in a reply to a comment somewhere, but i feel like such a key part of jimmy’s entire character journey is like... how little he’s ever felt content in his current circumstances. 

like, even writing pre-canon stuff, i found jimmy almost always was thinking that things would be better soon, or things used to be better. even the early days of the mailroom were uncomfortable for him at the time but only became rose-coloured afterwards. 

so that’s something he’s thinking about now, now that he’s got plenty of time to think. 

And Jimmy lingers on it for a second, as if still debating whether to say it, as if holding on to this moment before he finally answers: “Skyler White.”

GIRLS LOVE A CLIFFHANGER

[andewynmoon]

It's been the longest time. At least it feels that way... somewhere in the beginning of August was my last post on this platform.  So much has happened since then. I didn't intentionally stay away from this space, it just *happened* this way.  When my boy Baxter passed...and just barely one year after his brother, my boy Jupiter left this plane, I began to feel ungrounded.  I'd experienced some of this when Jupiter left. Baxter leaving so soon after the loss of Jupiter brought it to a whole other level. I decided that for this healing, I had to get right into the midst of the Mother.  I recently took a part time gig with our local lavender farmer.   Stepping away from the jewelry (for a short while) and into this outfit has been a special healing sauce for me.  It's wonderful in every way and I hope you've caught some of my early morning videos in Stories.  The land is something to see that time of day. I've had my cauldron out and I'm in the midst of brewing a few things. 🌙  First, I'm planning another Story Sale to happen in the next couple of weeks.   I'll preview the pieces available to buy over the coming days.  The last one was a lot of fun and I'm really looking forward to doing it again! 🌙  I'm also brewing a new jewelry collection!  The release day will be sometime in the early(ish)  fall. I'm researching stones now...  this color pallette is everything! I can't wait to share it with you ✨  It's been something else (in the best way) to have the inspiration land on me again.   I haven't pushed, but the Muse is peeking around corners to let me know she's nearby. 🌙  Keep your eyes on Stories this week if you like to see how the jewelry is made.   I'm finishing up a gorgeous Flower Keeper custom and will share behind the scenes and process shots in Stories.  It feels so good to be back at the bench! That's enough about me.  Tell me about you!  How've you been??? xo  #andewynmoon (at Nashville, Tennessee) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChzvGzBOWOX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Air traffic management is defined as the aviation term encompassing all systems which assist aircraft in order to depart from transit airspace, an aerodrome, and land at a destination aerodrome. It includes airspace management, air traffic services, and others. It can both manage as well as control the air traffic issues nearby the defense planes and other aircraft. Growing modernization in the developed countries, growing globalization of the businesses, the number of airports are increasing gradually in addition to the requirement for the efficient management of the airports are the foremost factor expected to drive the air traffic management market globally in the future.

Market Trend:

Technology Advancement of Air Traffic Management

Market Drivers:

Increase in Investments on Airports

Increase in the Number of Airports in the Asia Pacific Region

 Modernization of Air Traffic Management Infrastructure

Market Opportunities:

Need for Unmanned Aircraft System Traffic Management (UTM) and Satellite-Based ATC

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Region Included are: North America, Europe, Asia Pacific, Oceania, South America, Middle East & Africa

Country Level Break-Up: United States, Canada, Mexico, Brazil, Argentina, Colombia, Chile, South Africa, Nigeria, Tunisia, Morocco, Germany, United Kingdom (UK), the Netherlands, Spain, Italy, Belgium, Austria, Turkey, Russia, France, Poland, Israel, United Arab Emirates, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, China, Japan, Taiwan, South Korea, Singapore, India, Australia and New Zealand etc.

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The Lord of Nothing DLC launches for Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous playable on Linux and Steam Deck via Proton with Windows PC. Thanks to the support for developer Owlcat Games. Available on Steam, GOG, and Humble Store. The much-awaited The Lord of Nothing DLC for Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous launches ready for you on Linux and Steam Deck via Proton. There’s also a huge sale happening right now across Steam, GOG, and Humble Store. You can get the Season Pass 2, which includes this new DLC, at a 20% discount on Steam, GOG, and Humble Store. Dropping the price to $23.19 / £19.99 / 23,19€. If you haven't got the game yet, this is your lucky day. You can grab Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous along with the Season Pass for a whopping 70% off Steam, GOG, and Humble Store. Dropping the price to $11.99 USD / £10.31 / 11,99€. And if you’re just looking to launch into DLCs like “Inevitable Excess,” “Through the Ashes,” or “The Treasure of the Midnight Isles,” they are also available at half price – 50% off. Now, let's talk about what The Lord of Nothing DLC brings to the table. This adventure is a continuation of the story that began in the "Through the Ashes DLC." So your journey starts in a burning city and takes you to a frozen realm. Here's where it gets interesting – the demons in this area have a unique behaviour. So now it's up to you to find out why.

DLC Trailer The Lord of Nothing | Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous

In this adventure, you'll meet a new character, Penta, who is an android. You'll also team up with an angel from Sarenrae to explore new and exciting places. Travelling through magical portals to different locations. Such as a wizard’s tower crawling with goblins and a village under attack by giants. There is also a mysterious settlement in tropical lands, and even the eerie Shadow plane. Each place is packed with its own challenges and surprises. The big showdown is against a powerful demon lord. This guy is tough, and it'll take all your skills and courage to face him. Along your journey, you’ll also discover hidden secrets in forests and castles. The big question is, can you resist the evil that's spread across these lands. Or will it overcome you? You'll have to play The Lord of Nothing DLC to find out. But that’s not all. If you’re playing as the commander of the Fifth Crusade, get ready for an epic journey and some intense battles. This part of the story is all about bravery and strategy. And for those who like tweaking their characters, The Lord of Nothing DLC adds 15 new archetypes, new feats, and spells. This means more ways to build your character and make them even better, both in the DLCs and the main game. The Lord of Nothing DLC is more than just an add-on – it's a whole new adventure that takes the excitement and challenge of Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous to the next level. With new characters, places, and battles, it promises to be an epic experience. And with the sale going on, it's the perfect time to jump in and start playing on Linux and Steam Deck.

The Reviews:

It's clear that players have varied experiences in the review. On one hand, The Lord of Nothing DLC gets special praise for Penta, the android companion, and the rich storytelling. Players love the depth and new characters it adds to the game. However, there are frustrations too. A recent update seems to have caused issues, making previous save files unusable. This understandably upset some players who invested many hours into the game. Notably, there are mixed feelings about the changes to character builds, like the limitations on crossblooded sorcerer heritages. While some see these as unnecessary, others might find them an interesting challenge. Overall, while The Lord of Nothing DLC adds exciting content and depth, there are aspects that might not appeal to everyone, and it's important to consider these points before diving in. So to embark on an unforgettable adventure in The Lord of Nothing DLC, it launches on Steam, GOG, and Humble Store. Priced at $12.99 USD / £10.99 / 12,99€. Playable on Linux and Steam Deck via Proton with Windows PC.

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Aircraft Landing Gear Market Trends, and Key Players By 2030

The global aircraft landing gear market size is projected to reach USD 18.66 billion by 2028, exhibiting a CAGR of 7.09% during the forecast period. Rapid development in air transport dynamics is set to emerge as the key factor driving the growth of this market, as per the new Fortune Business Insights™ report, titled “Aircraft Landing Gear Market Forecast, 2021-2028”.

According to the International Civil Aviation Organization (ICAO), in 2018, the total number of air travelers across the globe was 4.3 billion, increasing by 6.4% from 2017 levels. The number of departures, the ICAO notes, rose by 3.5% in 2018, reaching 37.8 million. Introduction of low-cost airlines have significantly altered the world air transport dynamics, with low-cost carriers having estimated to transport 1.3 billion passengers in 2018. Growth in air travelers have increased the frequency of employment of aircrafts, necessitating effective and efficient maintenance of these massive machines. More importantly, they need to equipped with superior landing technologies to ensure safety of passengers and the crew, which is one of the leading aircraft landing gear market trends.

The report answers the following questions:

What is the overall industry outlook and how will impact the market?

What are the main drivers and trends shaping the market growth?

Which factors are stalling the growth of the market?

What are the regional prospects for the market?

Who are key market players and what are their preferred strategies?

Information Source:-

Market Driver

Grave Safety Risks Posed by Conventional Landing Gear to Create New Growth Opportunities

Conventional landing gear, or tailwheels, consist of two wheels placed in a forward position relative to the center of gravity. They have been the most widely used landing gear in traditional airplanes and some older aircraft models and small airplanes still use them. However, these landing gear systems are extremely dangerous, posing grave risks to the safety of everyone aboard the aircraft. For example, tailwheel aircrafts are prone to a phenomenon known as “ground looping”, which occurs when the tail of the aircraft bypasses the center of gravity, causing the pilot to lose directional control of the plane. Being smaller in size, tires attached to tailwheel units can drop into holes in the ground and cause the propeller to trip over. To counter these disadvantages, airliners are increasingly incorporating electrically-controlled landing gear and anti-skid brake management systems to enhance reliability, accuracy, and safety of the aircraft. This shift towards next-generation technologies is auguring well for the aircraft landing gear market growth.

Regional Analysis

North America to Hold Lion’s Share in the Market; Asia-Pacific to Showcase Impressive Growth

The market size in North America stood at USD 4.15 billion in 2018 and the region is foreseen to dominate the aircraft landing gear market share in the forthcoming years. The main reason attributable to the region’s dominance is the presence of well-established OEMs that are making large investments in advanced aviation technologies and coming out with new-age solutions. In Asia-Pacific, the market is expected to grow at an impressive rate owing to the increasing delivery and sale of commercial and low-cost carriers in China and India.

Competitive Landscape

Exciting Collaborations to Infuse New Energy in the Market

The aircraft landing gear market report highlights that this market is poised to experience an exciting period of intense competition. This is because some of the leading companies are engaging in technological collaborations to diversify their offerings and deepen their hold on the market.

Industry Developments:

January 2020: Collins Aerospace Systems teamed up with Magellan Aerospace Corporation under which Magellan will supply Collins nose landing gear units for the latter’s B737 aircraft fleet. Valued at around CAD 52 million, the deal will involve delivery of titanium components from Magellan’s Ontario facility.

January 2019: Liebherr-Aerospace announced that it had commenced the 3D printing of components under its partnership with Airbus. The German aircraft manufacturer will begin supplying nose landing gear brackets for the Airbus A350 XWB.

List of Top Players Covered in the Report:

AAR

Alaris Aerospace

CIRCOR International, Inc.

GKN Aerospace Services Ltd.

Hawker Pacific Aerospace

Héroux-Devtek Inc.

Liebherr-International AG

Magellan Aerospace Corporation

Safran SA

SPP Canada Aircraft, Inc.

Triumph Group, Inc.

UTC Aerospace Systems

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𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸, 𝗻𝗼 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 | 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗲

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𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: Jaebeom + Female!Reader

𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: Corporate AU, Mature, Smut, Angst, Enemies to Lovers

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: Cursing, sexual content, mentions of trauma

𝗦𝘆𝗽𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: You don't like to think of the word "workaholic" as an insult, but rather as a title of prestige. Everything you have accomplished in your career has been reflected as a glimmering treasure in your trophy case that doted on your work ethic and undying tenacity to put your best effort in everything you have involved yourself in. When you're transferred to what feels just a step away from a demotion, rewritten as an opportunity to "help" the new CEO, you find yourself in a predicament when you realize he's an unbearable nuisance.

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 7,946

𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗲: I haven't written anything and posted for many moons, I feel so out of place. Enjoy.

In most scientific experiments — particularly chemical ones — the expression "precision over accuracy" reigned over the conducted research, for the purpose of retaining the proper prestige that came only with the robotic and recycled theories of a mechanical process. Taking into account the possible inaccuracies that only human variables could create, focusing on precision would eliminate most — if not all — of the blank shots that could warp results. With deft, calculated movements, you humbly thought of yourself similarly, someone who acted as a piston amongst a well oiled machine. Your process was methodical and it made sure your results embodied the effort you took to keep every step precise.

In other words, you did your job, and you did it well.

Maybe, too well.

The sudden sensation of the dulled nail of his thumb digging deeper into the slope of your bare hip, sinking a bruise into your skin, caused you to jolt. You weren't entirely sure whether you impulsively gripped his wrist to indicate and warn him of the the sudden force he applied, or because you instinctively wanted to touch him again and weren't coherent enough to know exactly where you wanted to place your touch.

It would be a lie to say he's not drunk, but he's not quite sure on what exactly. Maybe the overflowing alcohol that spilled over his fingers as he caught each pour for himself, and inevitably, you. But he could have sworn that the bergamot and jasmine he drank from the valley of your collarbone was intoxicating him in an entirely different manner, his uneven panting annoying him as his throat grew dry and sprung its ricochetting echo into the dampened pounding that formed at the back of his skull that matched the rhythm of his hips meeting yours. So he sunk his teeth into your skin to exchange his ragged breathing for your own.

Regardless of every overthought prose that he's versed out in the compounded hazy pink matter that sloshed in between his slurred, desiring words, he was drunk. And he kept asking himself what he was doing, why he was doing this. And the answer came to him, over and over, in the form of the vertices of your fingertips, luring him back as he felt your nails carve into his skin.

Ah fuck it.

And his tongue splayed over your neck, licking a stripe right up along your pulse and towards the juncture of your jaw. Giving your hip a squeeze, he managed to articulate himself the best he could amongst the various obstacles that kept him from clearly expressing the eloquence he would much rather have, "...You feel so good."

What could you say? You did your job, and you did it well.

“It’s a good deal, sure you’re losing that title, but you’ll be working directly for the main CEO,” clearing his throat, Mr. Lee — your soft spoken supervisor of two and a half years — gently pushed a bleached packet towards you from across his desk. The scrape of the envelope skidding along the vinyl finished mat gripped at your chest, your eyes wandering desperately along the uncreased plane in search of something you weren't quite sure existed. At least not in a tangible sense. It felt as sterile as your hostility, simply allowing the careful steps of your career to crumble and sift through your fingers in a hasty effort to replace it with this makeshift offer of opportunity.

Your silence was all too telling to your superior who guided and observed your pristine work ethic, “This is just a branch, even being a janitor at the main office has more prestige than any of us here!”

Silence.

Mr. Lee spoke your name gently as you pressed your lips into a tight line, teeth sinking deeply into the flesh to encase the expression as you scoured to find the words to say, “…May I ask why I’m being transferred?”

Finally lifting your gaze to meet your superior’s, riddled with absolute hesitation and your own increasing impatience from the lack of response. Clearing his throat when your sharp expression finally seared through his last defense, he began stuttering, “I need you to keep this between us because we have taken every precaution to protect this information from any unnecessary…Talk.”

You simply nodded, a gesture to have the disclaimer sped up rather than with promise and understanding. Mr. Lee continued, his tone shifting an octave down as his volume diminished, “As you recall, last month, CEO Im suffered a sudden and unfortunate passing. However, he had specific directions for his stepson to take over his position. Whether that was meant for the future, as we did not expect his untimely death, or if this situation was accounted for, there is no way to interpret it other than properly following his wishes.”

“And what does that have to do with me?” Interrupting through a breath but without cutting him off, you gently reached for the envelope while carefully pressing the prongs together and releasing the flap to inspect the documentation. Your well manicured fingernails slipped into the gap, retrieving the glossy sheets as your eyes analyzed the words and each contingency they passed.

Clearing his throat once more, he shifted in his chair before straightening his jacket — a fidgeting habit he had whenever he was in a situation where he struggled to find the proper verbiage to express himself, “…They saw you as the perfect fit to—”

Before he could finish, your eyes landed on the bolded new title that you would receive once you decided — accepted? Did you have a choice? — the position, which garnered frustration and anxiety to crawl up your throat and before you realized it, the words flew out your mouth like daggers against a board, “Secretary?!”

The disbelief strewn across your features had your superior speechless, apologetic, and absolutely mortified by the intimidation that dripped and radiated from you. Though it was mid-afternoon, sun perched high against the periwinkle canvas and melting through the windows to paint the inner walls of Mr. Lee's office, he could have sworn he felt you drink every last drop of light in the room.

“I know this isn't— I know it’s not necessarily a lateral transfer, but since you’re an operations manager—” “I’m giving up the successes and accomplishments of digging this godforsaken branch out of the hole it was in to deliver coffee and schedule meetings to some incompetent imbecile?” Mr. Lee flinched at the calm demeanor you held, your tone barely bubbling over as your words started to fire out quicker than before.

“…They,” he cleared his throat once more, “The board, wants you to train him because—” You ignored every word Mr. Lee attempted to comfort you with, “Someone who wasn’t even born to Mr. Im living a privileged life. I wish I was as fortunate.”

Honestly, you could barely register the words leaving your mouth. But who could blame you? You took pride in the streamlined efficiencies you carried through your innovation as an entry level sales operations analyst, and you quickly proved that your processes were better matched at a higher position. Two years later and without any difficulty, you climbed your ranks with precision and were just a step shy away from directing the entire department at your branch. Sure, it was simply an extension of the main company, but you took pride in everyone below and above you at your office, something you couldn't necessarily assure elsewhere.

“Well, he comes from the late CEO Im’s wife, and he had adopted him…” the mumbling didn’t cease as you continued on, “Imagine thinking I would want to leave all of this behind to follow behind and pick up after some silver spoon orphan. Ha!"

Mr. Lee and you were engaging in two entirely different conversations, mostly as you spoke to yourself and your supervisor — soon to be ex supervisor — attempted with his best speech to damage control all your troubles about the transfer.

“Well," he changed into formalities as he uttered your last name with clarity, in hopes it would hold your attention, "They want you to train him with his duties."

It did, “The board wants me to what?”

"They want you to—"

"Then have the operations manager at the main branch teach him," the apathy that leaked and wove between your words as your back met the support of your chair finalized your attitude about the situation, your shoulders shrugging before your tipped your head to the side.

"...Like I said, you're losing the title, but I promise it's a good deal," in an even quieter voice, one just faint of a whisper, Mr. Lee spoke with desperation, "The pay is higher, it's the main branch. I recommended you myself. I know you're perfect for the job."

You weren't sure if you were supposed to feel pity for your supervisor, attempting to provide you with reason to this whole situation or if you were insulted by the fact that it seemed he really did not know you at all. Tongue over teeth, you swallowed the maniacal laughter that threatened to seep through your lips as you placed the envelope onto the desk, "...When am I supposed to start?"

"Next week," Mr. Lee knows by your tone that you aren't the least bit convinced, so he clears his throat again before going for his last attempt, "...There's room to grow, and if you are at the main office, you will definitely be in favor if there is a position open. I assure you. First in line."

They're not magic words, they're barely comforting to you, but you take them because you know your alternative is to leave and start over entirely from scratch. Was this quite that different? You weren't sure. Biting back every last ounce of pride, you simply nodded — this time with understanding — as you soundlessly scoot your chair back, bowed, and departed.

That was the last time you were in that office.

Tracing his hand down your inner thigh, his rough fingers left imprints of hazy memories ablaze as the sensation bloomed over your skin. Thumb meeting the bundle of nerves that held your arousal, he applied just enough pressure for you to tilt your head back and let a moan escape, contorting as he moved in a clockwise pattern. He's drowning in sensations, from the elongated welted crescents all across his skin, to the scent of your muddled perfume mixing between the perspiration in the forgotten scenery of some unnamed room, mesmerized as the circumference of his cock that pushed into you stretches perfectly around him with each thrust. You have him drenched, and the unintentional squeezes of your indicative pleasure had his eyes rolling back.

"Don't do that," he exhaled hard through gritted teeth as your half lidded eyes managed to find his, a cheshire grin tracing over your mouth, "Why? Don't you wanna cum?"

With that, he realized almost instantly that he had sobered up once you both excused yourselves from dinner, even long before the walk towards the station and now, with complete confidence, he definitely had been drunk off you. Gripping your jaw just beneath your chin, he squeezed the plush material of your cheeks as you pursed your lips in a joking manner. Pushing his thumb into your mouth, you swirled your tongue over to tease him.

The winding in your core dwindled near it's last rotation as your erratic breathing became more evident, hips squirming against him, thighs shaking as one of his hands held your legs apart. You refused to give in first, however, so you simply grit your teeth as you refocused your attention to how he rowed his hips with careful precision. Somehow he managed to sheathed his entire length inside of you without missing an inch, and pulling out almost entirely only to return and leave you breathless. You clench hard around him, threatening silently that you were the one in control.

Removing his wet thumb from your mouth, he pressed it right back up against your clit as his ministrations were now more pressured and intense as to combat your attitude from refusing to listen to his request. Almost immediately, you felt the snap and all you could do was gasp, sucking in every ounce of oxygen your lungs had allowed before feeling your climax crash right into you, "Fuck! Jaebeom!"

"Hey," two gentle slaps on your cheek, and he suddenly grabbed your jaw again as you writhed beneath him, a feeling of vertigo practically encapsulating your vision, "Thought you said you were gonna be professional? Stick with "Mr. Im"."

Tongue in cheek, you quickly felt the high of your orgasm diminish with his arrogance, and he must have been good at reading your actions by now because before you even had the chance to retort his hand was wrapped around your neck. Pressing against the outer columns, he held your breathing all with one hand as his pace intensified, fucking into you as you were reminded of your climax just seconds ago. The overstimulation had your knees attempting to snap shut, a gurgled and agonized moan attempting to crawl out of your throat.

"Nuh uh, it's my turn," he hushed you in a crooning manner as his grip on your waist assured you that there would be a mark later. Chanting curses that seemed like a spell, he lasted no longer than another breath before he pulled out and released both your neck and himself, spilling over your abdomen.

"And here is your desk," the representative from human resources gestured towards the desolate furniture paired with a lonely matching chair as you gave your best customer service smile before being dismissed. Orientation was an absolute blur, formalities at best, to describe what your role had implied — at least on paper — and the administrative process was more or less the same in all departments. Not that you belittled this work, secretarial staff was indeed necessary and a core component to the corporate hierarchy however, being that you felt your skills could have been honed much better elsewhere, you couldn't help but feel deflated even after your first day. It didn't help the amount of socialization you had been invited to engage in, much to your distaste. Smoothing your navy chiffon dress, you adjusted the hem length to give weight against the way it rode up from when you toured the building before investigating the lone mouse, keyboard, and dual monitor screens that sat untouched at your new desk. Glancing down at your watch, you noted that Mr. Im should be back from his lunch break, signaling the meeting that was scheduled for you two to become acquainted. As if on cue, the bellowing steps of the CEO's stepson beckoned from the elevator down the hall, as a well suited and broad figure strode out of the compartment with his pockets tucked into his slacks.

Punctual, at least.

Accessorized with a rather young face, pomade slicked back dark hair, you were surprised that he was appointed to take over such a large scale conglomerate — he looked like he had barely graduated from whatever flashy international university's business program he must have attended on daddy's money. But rather than chastise him further — you would have more than enough time to do so that night over a bottle of wine and your own company — you let your saccharine grin drip from your lips before bowing towards him as he neared your desk and towards the glass french doors at the opposite end of the hall.

"Hello Mr. Im, starting today I will be your new secretary. I hope we can become well acquainted," as you straightened back out, you flinched as you saw the deadpan expression in the CEO's stepson's eyes, his expression stoic and rather blank. Mildly surprised at this response, you continued with your speech you memorized and prepared to present, "I was given your schedule but wanted to go over a few nuances with you to confirm—"

"Just e-mail them to me," and without a single look back, he strode into his office as the dulled sound of the frame clasped the door into place. You had never received this amount of disrespect in your career, not from the retail jobs you juggled through college, not from your superiors through the unpaid internships you haphazardly took up, not even from the individuals that loathed you from the branch office that purposely threw you under during sales calls. You weren't expecting a formal tone, but at the very least, you expected to be looked at when spoken to. And especially not to be looked at like some small, feeble, insect by someone who only gained their position through privilege and water of a womb. Inhaling deeply, you held your breath in as you counted quietly, eyes closed to calm yourself before you trailed towards the double doors, clutching a three ring binder filled with the notes you intended to sort. Knocking your knuckles gently, though you could see he was on the phone and turned towards the floor to ceiling windows on the opposing side of the entrance, you allowed yourself in before catching a bout of words that were being spoken into the receiver, "...I thought I asked for a male secretary?"

Balling your fingers into a fist, your nails burrowing into your palm, it took everything in you not to completely dissect the misogynistic bigot that languidly rotated his chair around to lazily look up at you — in half surprise and half disgust — and turn him into a med school anatomy demonstration.

"Let me call you back," placing the phone in its cradle, he wafted out an exasperated sigh, "Didn't I say to e-mail—"

"You can say anything you like, that doesn't mean that's how things work, Mr. Im," laced with rigid toxicity, you strode closer towards his desk before dropping down the binder with a hard thud. The sound doesn't seem to disturb him, but it was one of the only gestures you could demonstrate that did not include violence. With a deep, unsaturated, breath you flipped it open, "I was unwilling sent here to train an incompetent CEO, and I certainly will not be taking any disrespect from him so long as his father is in the ground."

The silence grew thick as he narrowed his eyes at you, wetting his lips before grimacing at the hostile way you spoke back to him. It seemed as though he was contemplating his options — even if you weren't sure what they were or what they entailed, the way his onyx orbs seemed to dilate indicated he was deep in thought. Leaning back in his chair, he lifted a hand and gestured for you to sit, "...We have a meeting to attend in an hour, say what you have to and fast because you won't be here tomorrow to say it."

Not a single sound escaped your lips as you took a seat, internally feeling your temperature rise with rage and frustration against someone who was absolutely nothing compared to you. Instead, you reminded yourself to keep it professional until the very end.

You did your job, and you always, did it well.

Propping open the binder resolutely, you turned to the first flag that was indicative of your notes. If he really did manage to get rid of you by tomorrow, at the very least, you would prove that there was nothing on your end that could have possibly caused the termination. Before you had a chance to speak, he stole away the silence, "...And you're still trying to figure out my schedule."

"Yes, so for Thursday—"

"You'll be gone by tomorrow."

"Fantastic. You have two overlapping meetings—"

"There really is no point in us going over—"

"Can you shut the fuck up for one second, Mr. Im, and let me get through my notes so we can stop wasting time with this binder and can arrive at the meeting with the director of the potential merging company on time," eye contact locked in place, you recited every word robotically before ending your sentence with a smile. The question was rhetoric as he folded his arms over his chest, a brow perked up curiously.

"You can terminate me tomorrow, but right now, we have a lot of work to do. You'll regret not having this done now, I assure you," leaning into his desk, you felt your thoughts wander to wanting to curse every hair on his head, every surface area of his skin, his parents should have been cursed, his grandparents, his ancestors that lingered within his genetics should be cursed and taint his kin for generations to come.

"...The representative call will only take a few minutes, he's a curt conversationalist, so I wouldn't worry about rescheduling either of those meetings. Leave it."

"Thank you."

The process continued with mechanic efficiency as you arrived at each flag, receiving clarification for the nuanced citations that you were looking to collect. You were unsure of why he was so difficult and rigid to start, but you managed to get the information you needed without missing the time of departure that you two needed to adhere to as so not to be late for the merger meeting. Standing at the front of the building in search of the company car you had instructed the reception to call for, you directed yourself and Mr. Im towards the sleek foreign automobile, door held open by the driver. You insisted for the passenger seat but was denied due to "company policy", much to your distaste, as you sat as far away from the CEO as you possibly could.

Rather than clean up his mess, he unceremoniously gripped your hip before swiftly flipping you over — the buoyant material capturing you with Newton's force as you settled — the residue of his climax melting into the sheets as you hissed and shot him a look over your shoulder, "You're disgusting—"

To your surprise — and horror? — you could tell he was still semi-hard and the way he grasped your thighs to drag you closer to him confirmed that he was continuing without question, "Are you still hard?"

It's really just an observation, and he knows that too, but he nods, "Uh huh."

The shock that traveled warp and weft up the nerves that intwined your spine earned him the symphonic moan he was starting to be pleased with, your back arching as you felt the dulled stretch of his cock reenter you. You couldn't figure out how to breathe without feeling like you were going to cum again, shallowly attempting not to fidget as he agonizingly pressed every inch into you. As his fingers ghosted up your torso and onto your breast, you were tempted to lift yourself up and away as his thumb and index went to twist at your already sore nipples — erect for the entirety of when he first fucked you. Squirming your hips against him, the right side of your face pressed into the mattress, you could barely utter a noise as he suddenly began creating a pace once more. The amount of overstimulation had you listening to your heavy breathing in an almost anxious pattern, Jaebeom spreading you from behind as you heard — and felt — his warm saliva drip down your ass and over his cock as it entered you.

"Slow down," you moaned, shivering as he managed to find the exact location that caused you to even unravel the first time. As the arrogant imp he was, he responded with the same words you had used on him earlier that day, "You can say anything you like, that doesn't mean that's how things work."

With that, he bit down on his lip before slamming his hips right into yours, causing you to choke up as your vision further blurred into a galaxy of exposed peppered lights. You whined in pleasure as he repeated this same technique over and over and over, the sudden impacts were so gratifying you didn't even realize how quickly your next orgasm crept up on you until all you could do was gasp, feeling the sudden release as your ears went mute — the lack of oxygen cutting into your passageway even without his hand on your throat.

Growling at the feeling of how hard you clenched around him, he managed his composure as he groaned out in exasperation, "Already?"

Yes already, your chest heaved as you felt your body wash over with soreness and delight while Jaebeom kept thrusting into you. Shivering, you felt his fingers find their way back to your swollen clit as he rotated his middle finger against your overstimulated bundle of nerves, "S-Stop!"

Of course, he ignored you. Burying your face into the feather stuffed pillows, you cursed as you felt your eyes well up from the immense pleasure, a descent down to a labyrinth you had never explored even on your own. You swore you were going to black out if Jaebeom didn't hurry and finish, your hips quivering and threatening to fall flat without the iron grip his fingers had. Leaning forward, he pressed his chin into your shoulder before nudging his nose into your neck, "I'd think you were falling asleep if you weren't so fucking noisy."

The way he spoke into the bowl of your ear, dousing his warm breath against your hair matted skin, forced you to melt closer into him to your disdain. Reclining back without warning, he hoisted you up with your back against his broad chest, "Fuck you." It was honestly all you could manage as you hiccuped through his sharp thrusts, moaning and hooking your free arm around his neck to balance yourself against him.

"You are, don't get too ahead of yourself."

Much to your surprise, you realized internally that both you and Mr. Im had assumed the worst with the new work colleague situation and were pleasantly met with competence and preparation on both ends. Despite his horrible attitude towards you, his temperament towards other business partners and clients surfaced as mild mannered with a tasteful personality; it honestly felt like you were observing an entirely different species — as if the moment you exited the car together and entered the new building it had garnered some sort of genetic mutation at that very moment which rendered his origins slack. Suddenly he was the new overseeing CEO, Mr. Im, and he created such grace in a room you hardly believed he wasn’t body swapped when you had been looking down at the business card you received or pressing a button for your floor in the elevator. It didn’t, however, fool you into thinking otherwise of his prior behavior — he was still a menace — but you hoped that the well showered compliments and kindness from the opposing party’s head of the hierarchy that were poured over you as an administrative lead proposed at least some doubt if he were still pondering to terminate you.

“And to think she’s here on her first day,” the conversation was rerouted to you suddenly as everyone wrapped up their finalized closing comments. Clicking your pen to return its nib, you gave a humble smile before bowing your head forward, “It’s been a pleasure and a very special opportunity granted to me.”

These were business lies, but what was new in the superficial world created by massive empty headed moguls who were puppeteers amongst their greatest talent? Prepared to give your final exit and head home to wash away this nightmare, you were held steady by Mr. Shin — the director who was initiating the merger — as his expression seemed to have some sort of excitement zip past it, an impression of exuberance you weren’t quite sure how to place. Vocalizing your last name, he continued, “You and Mr. Im have nothing else after this, right?”

No, but I want to head home and drown in my bath tub and maybe a glass of pinot noir.

“No sir, we do not.”

“Please join me for a drink! We should celebrate your first day.”

What a pitiful and pathetic excuse to create faux harmonious feelings with Mr. Im — though you respected his decision as not to completely accept the terms that were laid in front of you today — this was a redundant way of creating an even longer appeal that could possibly only infuse tension. Parting your lips to politely reject the offer, you felt Mr. Im suddenly cut into your response, “Honestly we’re both rather busy.”

Though a paraphrased version of these words were on your tongue, you couldn’t help but be annoyed because for the past three or so hours, all you did was watch someone who had the highest level of social awareness and emotional intelligence communicate flawlessly amongst a room of stiff business men and yet he could not spare you? You simply nodded in agreement as Mr. Shin frowned, “Nonsense! There is always time for a drink.”

Stealing a peek at Mr. Im, your lungs almost burst as you suppressed them from your laughter — his jaw clenched in frustration. Instead, to appeal to the devil’s advocate, you decided to fuck with him, “We’d love to attend, did you have a place in mind, Mr. Shin?”

You may have been socially exhausted but if you were going to be executed, you weren’t going alone. Again with the saccharine grin, you beamed at your CEO as you watched a flurry of rage shutter through his eyes — only for a moment — before his polite demeanor resurfaced, “…Yes of course.”

Silent through dinner, as you had expected, the conversations furthered to delve into the hearty relation of the two conglomerate leaders. You were a good listener, most of the time, and especially now since you wanted nothing more but to be home. You learned that Mr. Im was named Jaebeom, that he was likely going to die alone with his cats — he had five — in his vague description of the neighborhood he resided it, which only made you assume he was private. You also learned he held concurrent degrees in international business and economics, both furthered in graduate school from — against your better beliefs — full scholarships. You also learned his stepfather seemed a saint, taking in his single mother and him, no questions asked and full of love.

“What year were you born?”

“1994,” the polite reply had you suddenly choking on your sip of soju. Mr. Im turned to you with fake concern as you held a hand up, “My apologies.”

“Not great at handling your liquor huh?” Mr. Shin commented, another misogynist’s proverbial response, as you smiled and shook your head, “Oh no, I just assumed our CEO was younger.”

It sounded like an insult and you intend it to be in some ways, but you weren’t lying, you did think he was younger than yourself. Jaebeom narrowed his eyes at you but the feigned smile seemed to hide his sinister expression, “Now why would you think that?”

“No reason in particular.”

You also learned that, even though you were not anywhere near on good terms with Mr. Im, he did hold some mercy for you. After the director’s comment about your alcohol consumption, which was wrong but regardless, he began catching your pours — despite the fact you were watching him grow exhausted, dehydrated, and inevitably drunk. You assume it was for appearances but were thankful nonetheless since your haze was finally starting to let up, and the sobering process had started. After several hours of banter, you finally bid your goodbyes with one another before starting towards the station. You were hoping to catch the last train before the rails shut down for the night. Not without a shadow, however, Mr. Im quietly following behind you as he shot off unsolicited comments, “Not sure why he had to make an excuse to give you a welcoming party.”

You simply rolled your eyes as you scanned your card against the sensor to a nearly empty station. Hearing the dim “beep” behind you, you wondered why he couldn’t have just taken a taxi. Shuffling down the steps, you wanted to get as far away from the tower figure stalking you. Too bad he was a giant lump of matter that traveled at twice your pace, “Maybe this was more of a goodbye party.”

Oh so he was still on the termination thing, right*. Rolling your eyes again, you sat down on one of the empty seat slots as he plopped down beside you, “The station is empty and there’s so many other chairs can’t you sit somewhere else?” Hissing at him, he turned to you as his eyes seemed to search for something that wasn’t there and simply laughed before looking towards the empty rails in silence.

“…You sure don’t act like you were born in ‘94,” scoffing you stood up and attempted to find another seat a row down before his reflexes seemed to show they were completely in tact, fingers shackled your wrist with contempt, “And what’s that supposed to mean.”

“That you act like a brat,” retorting at him you shook your arm in an attempt to get free as he yanked you over. Yelping, you tripped towards him with a frown, “I’m surprised you say that.”

The feigned expression of hurt wanted to make you dry heave as you stood in front of him, arm limp in his hold. Another sudden unsolicited comment fell through his lips as his eyes dilated in a different way than they had when you had entered his office unannounced earlier that day, “…You smell nice.”

Disgusted, your expression contorted when you felt his thumb gently glide over your wrist. However, you were afraid to snatch your hand away in fear his reflexes would yank you back even harder. You stood, instead, stoic as you stared at him incredulously and praying for the chugging wheels of a train to appear and allow you to depart. There wasn’t more you could possibly endure, you think, but you were met with yet another surprise as your looked down, horrified, to find your CEO’s stepson really had to have been born some years more recent as he had his hormones on full display.

“…Mr. Im, please let me go.”

“Mm…” his voice rattled quietly, but you could tell he had sobered up already — entirely annoying for his own benefit — as his fingers continued to clasp your wrist in his hold.

This was the most vile man you had ever encountered — which said a lot when you were nearly always in male dominated environments — and he seemed to know and fully understand that. There was something so infuriating and rage filling as the spaces even in the depths of your being could not fathom, encasing a frustration that knocked through your caged silence that finally caused your outburst, “Why the fuck is your dick hard you pervert, let me go!” As you wailed in the empty station, there’s a moment of confusion that winded over Jaebeom’s face. It’s as if he was missing some pieces to your claim, and when he realized and really understood what you were concerned about — and you can tell — he flushed with embarrassment. Suddenly, for the first time today, he was bowing and profusely apologizing.

It was a nice sight but didn’t change the fact that you were absolutely petrified that this towering man, after everything he put you through, was visibly hard in a public space with you. Exhaling as a sense of release however, that he acknowledged his crimes, you began to step away before hearing some mumbled reasonings that were beyond you. Even Jaebeom wasn’t quite sure why he began spouting them, “I have trouble around women, so it wasn’t you in particular. I’m so sorry I gave you a hard time, but I thought it may have been different because I spent most of the day in your company—”

“…You have trouble around women?” Hard to believe when the entirety of the female population at main branch’s office was ready to sit up on his desk and spread for their new CEO — not that you were eavesdropping, but you heard a lot of chatter before and after you were transferred. When you repeat his claim, you realize immediately that he wasn’t bluffing and that his shame grows apparent. It is the first time you see the expression of guilt and defeat as his features revert to an even more childlike demeanor.

The train finally arrived, the little chime playing in the speakers and echoing through the surfaces as you stand silently awaiting his explanation, ignoring the last departure. The contemplation that riddled his face seemed to go between completely discarding everything he mentioned to simply being honest, “…Yes.”

“In what way?”

Knitting his brows together, he seemed to be unable to tongue out the words he wanted to use to properly articulate himself without seeming more like a pervert, “In a traumatic way.”

You practically snorted at the excuse before rolling your eyes, it seemed like some pathetic way to weasel out of the fact that he was some sick fuck but by the way he was speaking, perhaps it wasn’t? This wasn’t some glorified explanation but rather a sacred and honest confession held in a booth, between two strangers. You wanted to trust him, truly, but he made sure you shouldn't have after his performative gestures today. Hesitation filled his dreaded voice as he surrendered, “…I really struggle interacting with women in general—”

“And you really expect me to believe that when there are women in our office?”

“I try to avoid them, and it’s why I requested a male secretary in particular.”

For some strange reason, this suddenly made sense and somewhere deep in a crevice that was lost in the galaxy of your being, you felt a sense of pity, “…I see.” But it was somewhere really, really, deep.

“I spent most of the day sitting beside you, entirely focusing on keeping you as more of a fragment of my imagination rather than an actual person,” this seemed insulting out of context, but you continued to listen, “so I assumed it would have been fine to interact with you since we were talking normally at the meeting and dinner.”

The tone in his voice turned shy, but not because he was finding a scape goat to protect his actions rather, because he was disappointed in the resulting outcome from the lack of experience and unstable accuracy brought him. Gently dragging your eyes down his figure, seeing the still apparent source of your horror which made chills infect you, you snapped out of your pity filled daze when security requested that the two of you leave the station as they were closing up for the night. Shoving your portfolio case at him, you gesture for him to shield his eyesore of an erection as you exited the station with him silently. The awkward steps onto the empty sidewalk had you searching for a solution in the cracks on the concrete, as you often found yourself attempting. The curse of being an instrumental communicator. An unlikely scenario came to mind but you decided to wait on that particular weighing before offering Mr. Im to share a cab.

“It’s late shouldn’t we head home?”

The erratic pace hinted to you that he was getting close, sloppy and lacking purpose or precision, even his skilled finger against your clit began apply just a bit too much pleasure as you doubled over and realized the blinding release that seeped down your thighs in a snapping constriction, "Jaebeom please." You had never heard yourself beg so wantonly as you squirmed to get your hips away from him.

Twenty minutes pass and not a single car — let alone a cab — passed the road in sight. It was a normally, busy, street filled with commuters and yet not a single soul graced your line of vision. A few feet away stood your very uncomfortable CEO, marked with shame as he awkwardly held your portfolio in front of him while he messaged several drivers to see if any of them were free and awake to give both of you a ride back to your homes. You wanted to commend yourself for the amount of pity you were able to have for such a vile human being, but you remind yourself exhaustion and the lingering taste of alcohol were rendering you soft.

"Any luck?"

"None," turning the screen of his mobile towards you, your eyes skimmed the little "1" besides all the unread, repeated messages.

"...Fifteen minute grace period, right?" You were referring to the time frame of most appointments before finding a bench and dropping your weight onto it. Jaebeom sat beside you quietly, staring at the screen of his phone, as if he could control the actions of the message receivers with his mind through sheer concentration.

For the first time all day, the silence felt less like viscous tar strung between you but as if you were swimming in honey besides someone you may have been misunderstanding due to misconstrued circumstances, "...You said you had some trauma?"

"That's really not something I think I want to share right now," the mumbling filled his mouth through a sigh as he stared off at the brightly outlined skyline in the distance, creating a fake horizon amongst the navy light polluted sky. Pursing your lips, you nodded quietly before following with a sigh of your own, "...I appreciate your honesty, at least."

"Yours too."

If you weren't exhausted, you might have been able to offer a better laugh, "So are you still going to fire me?"

"Depends."

"On what?"

"Are you going to blackmail me?" Jaebeom tipped his head back to capture more of the sky before lazily dropping his head to look over at you. Returning his gaze, you furrowed your brows in confusion, "For what?"

"Sexual harassment." It took a moment for you to connect what he was referring to before you burst into laughter, still hoarse and not quite as strong as you could have emitted, "...You know, I don't think you're lying for some reason."

"I wasn't."

"Yeah, so I'll let it slide," you pause before snorting.

The silence consumed the night as you checked your watch, before Jaebeom's voice broke through once more, "You did good today."

"Thank y—"

"For a secretary," you rolled your eyes as he ruined the compliment, frustrating you, "You know I was an operations manager."

"You sure are proud to tell me you got demoted." Absolutely awestruck, you felt the relaxation that had entered your body moments ago turn back into frustration. On a whim, one you probably would have never dared to attempt had the situation been different and you weren't so exasperated and absolutely annihilated from the day's events, you took your fist and slammed it into the portfolio that was sitting on Jaebeom's lap. Absolutely breathless, he choked out violently before glaring at you with seething anger.

"I didn't, I was forced to transfer to teach you how to do your job, to help you."

"You're not doing a very good job at it," rolling his eyes, voice still strained from the pressure and soreness you offered his condition you smiled triumphantly, "Says who?"

"From my experience, good employees don't go around punching superiors in the groin."

"We're even now."

"This wasn't sexual harassment, it was battery," deadpanning, he checked his phone again. Rather than ask if he got a response, you hear another echoed sigh that signaled you both probably weren't going anywhere anytime soon.

"...So do you just get erect whenever you're around women?"

"Why do you keep bringing this up?"

"It's kind of funny, it's like the opposite of erectile dysfunction right?" It's the first time he looks mortified, pale, when he looked at you and the way you phrased his condition. The stiffness in his body hints that you're probably right on the money, "Let me guess, you probably went to dozens of doctors and medical professionals and they say it's probably a psychological thing that has manifested into your physiological response."

Silence.

"So, because you think you're a big strong man," cooing at him, you pouted your lips to sear into him deeper with your taunts, "you've been warding off confronting your trauma of women and through sheer willpower, avoid them. But every once and while, there's something like this, and you decide to act like an unbearable prick so you can pretend women don't exist."

The way you've read into him has him absolutely speechless, vulnerable, and frustrated that you were able to peel back his layers so easily and swiftly from just a few focused interactions alone. There is nothing he can offer back to rebuttal and salvage the very little of what his pride had left. Instead, he sat quietly and gripped his phone, the glazed over expression on his face indicating he was no longer listening but he wasn't thinking of anything in particular either. You were still human so in some ways, this caused an induced amount of guilt to wash over you, "...Have you ever tried to fix it."

"Of course."

"How?"

"I tried to interact normally with women, naturally," nodding slow, you mirrored his gesture in understanding before fidgeting with the chiffon material of your dress, "And that didn't work out?"

"Not really," he laughed bitterly.

"...Do you think I can help you?" You convince yourself it's an instrumental solution, it's something you want to think is part of your job. The thing you were good at, you know, and the thing he took the severest blow in belittling you about. Maybe part of it even involved spite.

"I don't know, can you?" Rolling his eyes, he stared at you in disbelief before you nudged yourself closer on the bench beside him, risking a lot more than you could have imagined, "I'll only tell you once, Mr. Im, but I'm very good at my job."

Peering down at your watch, you point it towards him, "Fifteen minutes are up."

"Why? Don't you wanna cum?" He used a taunting tone, again repeating something you had uttered earlier. Almost regretful, your ears became even more dull as he roughly pulled out while you winced, being forced onto your back as he hooked his hands beneath your knees. What was the result of this man's stamina and why was he able to fuck this long? Rolling your head back in surrender, you no longer attempted to swallow your noises as he reentered — hopefully for the last time — slowly rowing his hips back and forth as your toes curled, feeling the sensation of your circulation lapsing through your extremities. It takes only a few gently pushes, and he pulls out before finishing on your chest for the last time.

He's lost all his focus, and in a shitty attempt to regain it, he leaned forward to press his forehead to yours — lips ghosting near and swallowing your curses. As you feel his weight pull closer, you placed your palm over his mouth, "...Don't."

This was only work, and like every precise decision you ever made, every experiment you were — you made sure to do everything well.

[ chapter two ]

all work, no play series masterlist

[cosmicallynb]

A system that isn't in your head? Yeah, that's us.

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So yeah! Let's talk about that.

Our system is external. I am obviously alive, and live within my body. And this is our body, because we are a system and live this life together-

But, they don't reside in this body, they don't reside in my brain. They exist outside of my brain as what I prefer to call spirits, or electromagnetic entities.

Funnily enough, I never actually believed in that being possible years ago. I actually didn't feel comfortable with spirituality in any sense, saw it all as a delusion.

But then, they started to be very.. Aware of things they shouldn't, if they exist in my head strictly.

I could list dozens of examples, but I do half expect to be seen as crazy for them and I also just don't want to ramble forever. /j

But I will say they were little things. Things that if I was told to go somewhere by them, it'd happen to have things I was looking for on sale. Or even things like my games and internet connection being messed with. If anyone ever wants explicit examples, I'll post about them or you can message us.

(And all that, reading back, admittedly sounds like a haunting. Which is really funny.)

I ended up having to change my entire worldview to make sense of those experiences. It took a lot of theorizing, and every day we're still figuring things out.

What I do believe for myself personally, though, is that my system is spirits, and that spirits just.. Exist. And that perhaps when people experience spiritual things, deity, haunting or otherwise, it's on some level those spirits.

I also believe they're damn everywhere, good and bad ones, just floating around on their own plane and existing. I have no idea about the specifics. Just that everyone here is someone that was just floating around, and eventually met me, and.. Decided to stay and either help, or just get to know me better through my life.

Despite me saying me, my, and I here, that's just to separate what's physical and what's on that other plane right now. When they're connected to this body, this is our life, this is our mind, this is our collective existence.

In fact, the lines of individual and collective blur heavily for our system outside of that one defining feature of me having a physical body, but I assure you we are still individuals. We just are connected by shared thoughts and feelings on a lot of things.

I am an extension of them. Who I am has always been partly influenced by them. And in turn, they are influenced by me, and learn from my own thoughts.

I've also been told some of them stayed to learn from me. Apparently they were aggressive, but I never knew how to be. So I taught them to be calmer, and they taught me to be more assertive.

Others apparently might have been following around parents of mine, or friends, before landing on us. Either way, we gradually ended up with this family of spirits. Spirits that connected to me and influenced, guided, and helped me throughout our life however they could- just in ways where I didn't know they were there.

And one day, they wanted to be more than spirits, so they somehow got me to look at a tulpamancy post. And from there, I was "making" tulpas, later "splitting," and even having "walk ins."

But in actuality, it was them. Always was them. And from what I'm told, they were very happy to connect in a way where we could talk and know each other more than just me having a tomboy phase or me suddenly being into makeup.

There are so many things they were. And at times, they even suppressed their full memory (especially when on front, it's a lot different fully in front, I still can't fully explain or understand how or why) so when talking to me, they were my headmates. We were a psychological system.

But then my brain became altered in a way where I experience them so differently, they had to be honest. And it did initially make things awkward, finding out that they worked like that instead, but it also helped me make sense of things.

Communicating is still hard sometimes, because there are also negative spirits. And they like to talk over us, send us emotions, and talk as us while trying to convince us it's us. They also mess with so many other things in my life.

However, we fight that by doing the same for each other, and also finding the positive in each other when those idiots are swirling around causing mayhem.

Which.. No, we can't banish them, and no, we also can't reform them. Maybe that will change later, but for now, we ignore them when we can, we laugh at or deal with them when we can't. We deem some days bad mental health days because of them.

I sometimes wonder what it'd be like had this not happened, if we were how we were before, but.. I'm glad we're not. I'm glad we're making the friends we are, I'm glad we get to talk to all Sorts of spirits together now, I'm also just happy I can recognize when they've influenced something and thank them properly.

And while we may seem insane for it, while it all might seem ludicrous.. It's our life. And it's one I mentally and physically can't question, so I might as well buckle in for the ride and experience it together.

And in the meantime, it's given me so much time to ponder the world, how it works, my connection to the "spiritual," what a thought is, and so many other things.

And I want to share them without fear of how we'll be viewed, even if it's negative, because they are our experiences and they are real.

As a small aside.. This does make our origins really hard to figure out, but endogenic and Metagenic make the most sense for us personally. It is spiritual aspects, but it's been this way since I was born. I just didn't know it was happening until much later.

But yknow.