Hi, I'm Piamo, a small birb with a stuffy nose (they/them). I write, occasionally draw, and even less occasionally make games. This is an 18+ blog where I will yap and cry and scream /pos
List of available & forthcoming works and where to find them:
Prose:
Return to the World! A Christmas Tale (novel)
Return to Return to the World! A Christmas Sequel (novel)
Trivial Meet-cute (short story) (free with subscription to newsletter)
Negative Resist (short story) (free)
HURT TO KILL (novelette)
Games:
HELL (twine) (free)
False Frequencies (bitsy) (free)
Forthcoming:
Mouth of Fortune (visual novel) - Soon
EXCORIATE (novelette) - May 19th (Don's Dead Market)
ANASTASIS (novelette) - TBA
ECCE LOCHIA (novella) - TBA
Other things:
I take writing commissions on Vgen.
The best way to support me right now is through Patreon (you also get to read literally everything I have for as little as $3 bucks).
That and/or subscribing to my newsletter is currently the best way to keep up-to-date with my releases. Did I mention you get to read Trivial Meet-cute for free when you sign up?
That's all for now! Thanks for stopping by ŕ´Śŕľŕ´Śŕ´żâ ⊠â.á
PROMOTING THIS IN THE FINAL WEEK OF TICKET SALES!! :3 I've heard an incredible turnout so far for the bundle, and want to make sure this reaches the peoples' ears before the week is up!
Come get tickets for Don's Dead Dove Market by @frictionpress! The selection of artists is incredible! This is my first time even seeing a virtual con and it's super duper cool, you can get commissions, games, comics, writing, and chat with everyone who put the bundle together!
If you don't know where to start, may I recommend Creatures Beneath by Aruudlay or Obsidian's Blessing: Initiation by Arcflash for those into something similar to Scoville >:) the art is incredible and is very much a treat if you're big on the monster-fantasy genre. Adhocracy by BoneyHag is also a very, very good read, equal parts suspenseful and smutty with some gorgeous visuals!
when. when there's a female character with something deeply wrong with her. just an absolute freak of a sad creepy wet failwoman with manpain. i experience an intravenous unadultered shot of put HER in the pringles can #FEMINISM
So, if you were following me from the beginning, you might be thinking oh it's that author who does cute holiday stories! I did start with fluff originally, but over the last year, I've been focusing more on dead dove stories :)
The above pair is Tiernan and Rudolf from Negative Resist, which is available to download for free as an EPUB or PDF on Itch.io! The setting is omegaverse, and this (like all my works) is 18+. CW: noncon.
Their dynamic is awful piece of shit bastard x older guy who has a temper but you really can't blame him.
I wrote this 9k word short story for the Hot Wet Queer Summer Jam!
The artwork is a commission from the GOAT Reidiantdawn. The black and white and red color scheme is to match Negative Resist's cover, but peep this alternate version Rei did :)
Let's get a short excerpt going!
HOT LOT â 'hät 'lät
(noun) a high-priority box of wafers in semiconductor manufacturing.
WET POLISH â 'wet 'pä-lish(noun) a fabrication technique in semiconductor manufacturing wherein a slurry of abrasive particles is used to achieve high levels of planarity.
One convenient thing about being sealed head to toe in plastic wrap was that nobody could accuse you of being a âsmarmy, smiling little bastardâ with a hood and mask on.
âYOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY? YOU THINK I WONâT ESCALATE THIS TO YOUR DAMNSHIT SUPERVISOR?â
Hm. Unless you had X-ray vision like this sad excuse of a human apparently did.
Tiernan schooled his features and leaned against the JARGON. Specifically JVT-12, which had broken two wafers this morning. For a big-name company like HAFNON, a tool being down meant a million bucks lost per second. Those poor billionaires. He batted his lashes sweetly. âFunny? Nothingâs funny. Iâm just deeply, deeply focused. Go on.â
Heâd worked at HAFNON for a little over eight months now. A record. You could say that job-hopping was a talent of his. But hey, he scored a higher salary each time he jumped ship. No harm in that. Maybe it was time to fire up the old resume again. Fitz wasnât jerking his chain when he warned him the last contractor to work with this process engineer booked it to Arizona.
Tiernan stared at the man. This was only their fifteenth time meeting. What was his name again? Rupert? Rudiger?
âWEARââthe nameless process engineer slapped Tiernan across the face with something latex-yââFUCKING. GLOVES.â
Not only was Arizona hot as hell, there were also scorpions. But probably he could get used to it.
Granted, the process engineer had a point. CMP was a delicate process. It stood for Chemical Mechanical Planarization. For those friends around him who bafflingly chose not to spend their days gowned up in a cleanroom, squeezing to fit under a thousand-plus-pound machine that gargled acid, Tiernan generally explained that CMP was a fancy wet piece of sandpaper that spun really really fast to shave off two-ish microns of metal.
That didnât mean there wasnât an art to it. An art which, yes, occasionally had to be achieved by temporarily removing a glove. But process engineers wouldnât know a thing about art, would they?
Ruprecht? No, he doesnât look like a Ruprecht. Rudeprecht, maybe. Hah.
Tiernan thought about pointing out that screaming in his face was probably generating more particles than the ones the Surfscan had picked up in the first place, but decided to politely wait for the process engineer to finish his crash out.
The man looked twice Tiernanâs age. Probably in his mid-forties. Graying the way engineers do, from what Tiernan could tell eyeing his company badge. Well, thatâs what happened when you didnât keep your apoplexy in check. Round spectacles, blue, unfeeling eyes ringed with bags. Skinny. Probably his wife didnât make him breakfast in the mornings. Good for her.
While the process engineer continued ranting, Tiernan leaned in and covertly sniffed his vicinity. He smelled the way the whole ISO 7 cleanroom smelled. Like purified, recirculated air.
Which is to say, he smelled like nothing.
engineering filth
(âĄËÍ ęł ËÍ) Read the rest on Itch.io! And again, this is an 18+ work with dead dove content !!
I have a looooot of them. They all have stories which you can read! Some for free, some for the price of supporting a small indie author.
Let's start with the OG CHRISTMAS PAIR - Mikhail Li and Shen Dan!!
If you were following me from back in 2022, you will recognize these two. You will also notice that Yu Jia'er's name got changed!
The dynamic of these two is dumbass x cool, calm, and collected.
EXCERPT:
Mikhail casually looked up, only to see a strange sight. Standing at the very edge of the Steel Bridge, looking down at the roaring river from on high, was a man.
The man must have been in his mid-twenties. He was wearing a gray trench coat. Although it was difficult for Mikhail to see from such a distance, the manâs down-turned expression, veiled slightly by his jet-black bangs, seemed to hold a dark emotion. As he continued to stare down at the waters, his grip loosened on the railing at his back.
Mikhailâs heart nearly stopped.
Is he⌠is he going to jump?!!
âË âââ Ëâ
While he was alive, Mikhail had never been an athletic person. During his years on the swim team as a child, all he had ever accrued were participation ribbons. By the time he became an adult, he got winded walking up even a single flight of stairs. But now, seeing this stranger on the brink of ending his life, Mikhailâwith adrenaline pumping through his veinsâlaunched himself forward like a steam locomotive.
He pushed through a few spectators who were filming the sight on their phones. Someone even had a more professional-looking camera angled towards the spectacle.
Mikhail seethed, You fucking sickos!
By the time he was within armâs reach, the man had completely released his grip on the railing. Mikhail extended his arms and, at the last second, wrapped them around the man, holding him firmly in place.
âË âââ Ëâ
âDonât!â Mikhail shouted.
His teeth were chattering from the stress. Having gotten this far, he didnât know what else to say.
To be honest, Mikhail had a heart that was, fittingly for the season, three sizes too small. He didnât know what this person was going through, didnât know if he had the power to help him beyond this moment. Everyone on Earth had their own difficult circumstances that would make them feel alone, so what could he, a complete stranger, say that would make a difference?
The smell of cologne wafted up from the crook of the manâs neck, causing Mikhailâs nose to itch. He tightened his grip around the manâs chest and, pressing his forehead into the manâs back, mumbled, âYou⌠donât make a mistake you canât take back. Your life is important.â
Suddenly, Mikhail felt a warm sensation from head to toe. The Systemâs emotionless voice rang in his ears:
ăGUARDIAN CONTRACT FORMED - THANK YOU FOR YOUR COMPLIANCEă
âË âââ Ëâ
Behind him, a woman shouted, âCut, cut, cut! Who let this guy in?â Mikhail, still gripping the man in his arms, swiveled his neck around. Rather than just a âprofessional-camera,â upon closer inspection, this was a full-fledged camera meant for filming movies, complete with a stabilizer and sound boom!
âKid, weâre filming a remake of Itâs a Wunderbar Life,â someone operating a jib yelled.
Mikhail: ââŚâ
Looking down, there was even a specially built safety net ten feet below the bridge!
A gloved hand stroked Mikhailâs wrist. The man in Mikhailâs arms tilted his head. In an amused tone, the following words were uttered directly into Mikhailâs ear: âOf course my life is important. Donât you know who I am?â
Mikhail: ââŚâ
Mikhail wasnât a fan of watching movies or television. He preferred spending his time driving, gambling, or dancing. Unless it was someone like Leonardo BeCaprio or Bill Smith, he wasnât going to recognize him.
Third-rate actor scum!
âË âââ Ëâ
Mikhail released the man. Though the manâs back was still turned, like a dog sniffing fresh meat, Mikhail could instinctively sense that he was handsome. This made his anger vault even higher. For a split second, he thought about pushing the man off the bridge to test and see if that safety net really worked.
The System piped up in his ears:
ăDOWNLOADING PAIRED HUMAN DATA FROM THIRD HEAVEN DATABASE - 1%â99% - DOWNLOAD COMPLETE -
NAME: SHEN DAN (ć˛č˝)
DOB: 05/22/199X
GENDER: MALE
SEXUALITY: BISEXUAL
OCCUPATION: ACTOR
KP BALANCE: 4501
MISSION: ACCOMPANY PAIRED HUMANâă
âShen Dan? As in DANMEI?! Donât think I donât know what youâre planning,â Mikhail screeched aloud, storming away. He batted away the green pop-up as if it were a bothersome fly, causing the pop-up to flicker. âAll you Systems are the same! I am not spreading my legs for that guy! Not for missions, not for points! Iâm straight, and Iâm going home!â
The System: ăâŚă
Shen Dan: ââŚâ
Art by Reidiantdawn and Matchasakura2, respectively.
Wherever you are in the world, it's never too early to celebrate Christmas! In Return to the World, follow Mikhail Li as he plays a supernatural game of bingo to come back to life before he's "deleted from the environment" on Christmas Day! And maybe fall in love along the way????
We got snappy prose, kaomojis, two guys being dudes, angels and demons, and a fair number of pop culture reference which surely have aged well since I finished the rewrite in 2023.
Each chapter has a cute li'l header I illustrated myself. (âĄËÍ ęł ËÍ)
Count down to Christmas with a silly BL novella!
You can purchase the story at the above link (itchio)! EPUB and PDF were formatted so lovingly by @subvertebra <3 If you'd like, you can also subscribe to my Patreon for as little as $3 and read it (plus a bunch of other stories).
A story about you, a guy who needs a labubu labibap. Like, really needs. This is not your everyday gacha. This is advanced gacha (read: you will die if you do not acquire said collectible doll in a timely manner).
Welcome to HELL.
gay labubu dumpster fire
Cool shit you will find in this game:
Unhinged smut(?). This is very much an 18+ game. Whether it's sexy or not will be left to interpretation
Different endings! I can't remember how many! I'm running on 3 hrs of sleep, I think it's 9 or 10. Enough to sate your appetite for labubu-themed narrative resolutions.
Characters! There's a guy with a name in this one! Maybe two!
GAY
We have a few accessibility fonts and a light and dark mode.
Fun devlog here: https://ppiamo.itch.io/hell/devlog/1034309/hell-postmortem
HEAR FROM THESE SATISFIED CUSTOMERS (jk the game is free):
Quick plug *taps mic*:
If you enjoy the writing in this game, I have prose works available! Check out my free short story Negative Resist if you're a noncon connoisseur. I have a Patreon and newsletter (you get a free short story for joining the latter). I have many new things in the pipeline (wormfucker, organ factory yuri, lion dancer vore), and also some older works (sci-fi werewolves, christmas blasphemy, bar trivia polycule).
NEGATIVE RESIST - why you should read my dead dove short story about two engineers fucking nasty in a semiconductor cleanroom (18+)
......peep that nipple
YOU: are in the mood to read something transgressive and gay written by a trans gay author who sucks at marketing
ME: *trips over my shoelaces* I GOTCHU
noncon. you wanna read a tale about a dude fucking another dude and its not consensual. congratulations you are a person of taste.
you like ABO. this story has it. classic alpha x omega in heat. you can't go wrong. it's a staple. it's the bottom of the food pyramid. eat up so you can grow up big and fierce and strong
it's formatted so fucking well. @subvertebra nailed it with this one
it's well-researched! kind of! (i used to work in a clean room myself, and i sat down two field service engineer friends who answered a little bit too readily my question as to where would be a good place to bone in a clean room...)
it's short. 9k words, give or take. you can read it in one sweaty sitting
it just so happens to be free to read right now. maybe not forever, given the state of censorship BS and my increasing inability to afford basic needs
Cover art by Yuma
The link to download is here on Itchio. if you wanna make my day, you can subscribe to my newsletter too (and get another free story to read)
2. My âIâll always order this foodâ: spicy salmon don
3. My most overused emoji:
4. My current favorite show/TV show/video game: Scarlet Hollow
5. Current song on repeat:
6. My current hyperfixation: werms
7. An oddly specific thing that makes me happy: GETTING COMMS BACK FROM LOVELY ARTISTS *excited vibrating*
8. Scents that make me happy: changing seasons
9. Morning, afternoon, or night: the part of night that is also morning
10. My lockscreen: art by @catallarii
Tagging: @gqueercatboy @paltry-offerings @floofymeow @rowanlanecorner (sorry if y'all have been tagged already, i just opened this app for the first time in years)
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