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[sweatytyrantking]

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[snoopybutch]

Autistic butch lesbian e-begging pt 2

Remaking my post bc I haven’t had anything sent since 4/8/24, but hello, I’m unemployed and waiting for the start date of my job offer to be announced, been unemployed since October despite applying to (counted) around 200 or so jobs, I have $120 to my name and am asking for anything anyone can spare as I don’t know how long I have to wait to get my first paycheck.

Pls reblog, thank you very much :)

https://paypal.me/TLaurion?country.x=US&locale.x=en_US

TLDR-> autistic butch lesbian w/chronic pain has been unemployed for way longer than I’d like, has job offer and needs to get to my first paycheck-> asking 4 $175

$0/$175

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Remaking my post bc I haven't had anything sent since 4/8/24, but hello, l'm unemployed and waiting for the start date of my job offer to be announced, been unemployed since October despite applying to (counted) around 200 or so jobs, I have $120 to my name and am asking for anything anyone can spare as I don't know how long I have to wait to get my first paycheck.

Pls reblog, thank you very much :)

TLDR [rightwards pointing arrow] autistic butch lesbian w/chronic pain has been unemployed for way longer than I'd like, has job offer and needs to get to my first paycheck [rightwards pointing arrow] asking 4 $175

$0/$175

So my start date is 5/14 and I think l'm starting right as the pay period ends and won't be paid for another two weeks (will update if wrong)

Looking for more money as it will be a 50 min commute (altogether not one way thank god) and I need money for gas n my car is from 2007 so not great gas mileages

$60/210 \End descriptions]

[atlafan]

“You’re acting like that meme of Jamie Lee Curtis where she’s aggressively drinking that water and telling someone off at the same time.” Layna groaned at her boyfriend who finally stopped glaring at his phone to look up at her.

“I have absolutely no idea what that is.”

“Yes you do, I’ve sent it to you before!” Layna takes her own phone out and shows him after searching it quickly on Google.

“Ohhhhh.” He smirks. “Right, now I remember. It’s usually you who looks like that when you’re about to brawl with someone.”

“Now that you’ve calmed down, can we think about what just happened rationally?”

“No, and I will try to call customer service again.” He holds his phone up to his ear.

“Your ass is not on the phone!”

“I’m listening to a voicemail!”

“Okay, Mr. Corporate.” She rolls her eyes.

“Just because I was promoted at the gym, does not make me a corporate meow meow asshole. I think it’s perfectly reasonable for to be upset about this.”

“I’m just going to go in and see if we can book a new reservation with my credit card. The room is technically available..”

“Not until I get to the bottom of this.”

“There’s nothing to get to the bottom of.” She groaned.

“The bottom is gaping. This is a job for the FBI.”

“Who are you, Kris Jenner?”

“Ew, no.” He grimaces. “She’s insane, why would you say that?”

“Because you just said…ugh! Why can’t you know the same references that I do?”

“I’m so sorry that I haven’t spent hours upon hours watching E! I’ll try to rectify that at some point. Now, let me do what I need to do.” He taps a few things on his phone and then presses it to his ear. “This is why I hate credit cards, cash is so much easier.”

Layna pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. She reached into his pocket for the paper confirmation Harry had brought with them so they could check into their hotel with ease. He has wanted to plan a long weekend for them, so he booked everything with his name and his credit cards. When you check into a hotel, you need to show the card you used to reserve the room. The woman said the cards didn’t match. When Harry tried again, the app for his card put a lock on his account. So now they’re out on the curb trying to figure it out.

As Layna scans the paper she furrows her brows, then reaches into Harry’s pocket again for his wallet. He pays her no mind while he speaks with another representative from the card’s customer service line. She takes out the credit card he used to reserve the booking and realizes that Harry inverted the expiration date, and wrote Harry Edwerd Styles, instead of Harry Edward Styles. Two simple mistakes that the woman behind the counter could have been nicer about helping with instead of just turning them away.

“Harry…hang up the phone, baby. I figured out what happened.”

“Yeah?” He hangs up the phone. He was on hold so who cares?

“Um…I don’t want you to feel embarrassed because I’ve made mistakes like this before too, but it appears that you inverted the expiration date on your card…and spelled your middle name wrong…”

“I did?!” He snatches the card and the paper and scans them both. “I’m not seeing it.”

“Can I point to them?” She asks gently and he nods. She shows him the expiration on the card and then points to what’s on the paper. “See, the expiration is 06/29, you put 09/26…and you spelled Edward with two E’s…”

“Oh.” His cheeks redden, obviously very embarrassed by his blunder. “I should have had you look at it before I submitted…”

“It happens! I’ve done with my security code and my exportation date before. I think if we go back in, we could explain it better. And then see if that snotty lady will be cooler about the mistake.”

“This is so embarrassing.” He groans.

“I know it feels that way right now, but I promise, I’m not judging. I know your dyslexia flares up more when you’re stressed and reading all the fine print for a hotel reservation can be really daunting.” She wraps her arms around his neck and pecks his nose. “The sooner we go inside and fix the reservation, the sooner we can go to our room and I can help you forget alllll about this.”

“Might have times where I think of it randomly and I feel embarrassed all over again.” He grips her hips, squeezing them.

“Then I guess wherever we are you’ll just need to pull me aside and use me until you forget again.”

No Complaints Blurb

[butchmiles]

Bills? During Pride Month? More likely than you think 🫠

[06/18] My wife is in between assignments with their agency and rarely get more than 10 hours a week at their second job. I’m working two jobs and it still isn’t enough to cover everything

we need:

$199 for water and electric

$419 for phone and internet

$532 for rent

If you can’t help, please boost as far and wide as possible. I know a lot of people have things going on but if 50 people sent $23 we would be set

[meowjunie]

that’s right we twisted (i like it like that) (M)

preview: “where’s jeno?” you tried hard to steady your clearly wavering tone and glanced around to avoid any further awkward stares.

“you’re looking at him.” jeno snorted and knocked back his hood with a veiny hand, revealing golden blonde locks and a pair of black floppy ears.

the world seemed to stop at that moment. how in the hell did you skip over the fact that you were looking after a grown ass man?

pairing: lee jeno x fem reader

word count: 4.4k

genre: non idol! jeno, hybridverse au, pwp, crack-ish?, strangers to fucking

warnings: predator/prey dynamics, brief choking, hair pulling, submission, non-sexual and sexual degradation (jeno is mean), coercion/manipulation (jeno tells y/n she’s being overdramatic about him not prepping her & other)

smut warning: m/f, rough sex, unprotected sex (wear! protection!), improper prep, anal (f), creampie

a/n: y/n did consent to everything above! what i write does not reflect jeno in any way. this is purely fiction.

requests: hard hours are closed.

“y/n,” your landlord sighed into his palm,”if i extended your deadline for payment, i’d be showing favoritism. rent is due next month and the overdraw fee at this period is hefty.”

“give me more time — how am i supposed to find a job on such short notice?” you pleaded, vigorously refreshing on your bank account app as if money would appear instantly.

“make it happen or i have no choice but to kick you out. demand is high and time is money.” the older man shook his head apologetically, turning and hopping down the steps without another word.

“fuck this.” you sighed out, hands buried in your hair.

“fuck.”

where the hell were you gonna find quick cash in a non sketchy way?

shutting the door before your neighbors saw you mid-crisis, your thoughts spiraled.

“fucking capitalism! i can’t do indeed without a resume, can’t even fucking do uber because i’d need a car and i use the subway..” you threw your hands up in frustration.

after a few minutes of panic, your mind came to a full stop at the dreadful realization.

your last resort.

you’ve heard all types of horror stories about craigslist, and deep down you were just praying you weren’t about to become another storyteller for a fucked up job all for the sake of keeping a roof over your head.

nonetheless, you found yourself scrolling endlessly on the site through your phone, barbie bandaid clad thumb slowly landing on a job offer that seemed too good to be true. “hell no, this must be a ploy to get kidnapped or some shit. that much to watch a dog?” your eyes widened at the listing.

1 night only dog-sitter needed ASAP!! $150 hourly. (jeno is very playful and curious. *on the territorial side as a rottweiler breed* higher payment can be discussed if this will be an issue, thank you!)

you skimmed over the details for what looked like the fifteenth time, not fully trusting it. you knew you didn’t have much time and needed quick cash, but you didn’t want to take a risk.

“fuck it. i need this.” you sucked in a deep breath and cracked your knuckles, messaging the lister immediately.

if it turned out to be a deranged killer, at least you wouldn’t have to worry about rent!

the prompt ding from your phone nearly sent you flying at the quick response, spiking the anxious feeling at the pit of your stomach.

“damn, this must be urgent..” you mumbled, reading the response with budding apprehension.

65154427: thank you so much for reaching out! finding a last minute sitter has been a nightmare :(

jeno is a bit of a handful and he’s spoiled so those two things alone have cost me a lot of time when it comes to keeping long term sitters.

i hope that you’re able to take care of my puppy!

quizzically, you typed back some words of encouragement, confirming that the services in the dog sitting listing wouldn’t be a problem.

those seemed to be the exact words the owner was looking for because it was then that after a few words of approval later, you found yourself job bound in only a matter of a half hour.

so, not too shabby!

the thought of being kicked out with no way to pick yourself up haunted you for months and there was no way you were gonna let that shit manifest for you so this was a huge pick me up in your eyes.

“i love dogs and i’m good with them. what the hell could go wrong? the damn thing eats, sleeps, and shits! i’m going to be just fine.”

you blew off the brewing feeling of uncertainty in the pit of your stomach, before plopping on your sad couch.

everything will be fine!

—————

everything was not fine.

the pressure of doing a job well done was instantly heightened as soon as you found the place you were going to be staying overnight at.

a modern penthouse with gold outlining and neatly trimmed bushes stood in front of you as you entered, an even more upscaled elevator greeting you upon your entrance with a mocking ding.

who the hell were you dog sitting for? brad pitt?

“do not fuck up.” you whispered to yourself as you boarded the elevator, punching in the floor number with a shaky finger.

you were genuinely starting to become unmotivated at your ability to take care of this seemingly high end dog.

a smooth elevator ride later, you stepped out self consciously and immediately strode down the hall to look for the number of the place, not wasting time.

time is money. you repeated after your landlord internally.

the show of the city lights reflected appealingly on the top floors of the glass vicinities, your breath stilling at the admirable sight. “eat the rich but i could get used to this.”

your unconfident trudges finally came to a stop at a creme door, luxuriously crafted. with that quality? it had to be.

your stomach broiled in suspense as you rang the two way intercom, free hand gripping onto your overnight bag at what would happen next.

“this is the sitter you called for? for jeno?”

a pregnant pause had passed until you heard a small ‘mhm’ being thrown back in return on the intercom, your face dropping immediately at that.

some fucking professional.

the ear-penetrating buzzing blasted out from the intercom as a result of the door being unlocked, alerting the nosy hallow halls of the presence of a new company.

you took a deep breath to calm your nerves before pushing the automatic heavy door open with your hand and strolling into the spacious home, placing your items down on the couch.

first mistake.

“jeno!” you made kissy noises and crouched, expecting to be met with the love of a young and energetic puppy.

“you shouldn’t put your things on other people’s property, miss sitter.” a bass filled tone spoke from behind you, a shrill gasp ripping out of your throat.

“what the hell?” you grabbed onto your chest, heart damn near beating out of it’s cavity while you rose from your bent position and turned to look at the source of noise.

an attractive male stood tall before you, hands tucked into the pockets of his raised hoodie and legs adorned with what looked like balenciaga sweatpants. his sharp eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of you, causing you to curl into yourself at having dared to make eye contact with him.

oh.

“where’s jeno?” you tried hard to steady your clearly wavering tone and glanced around to avoid any further awkward stares.

“you’re looking at him.” jeno snorted and knocked back his hood with a veiny hand, revealing golden blonde locks and a pair of black floppy ears.

the world seemed to stop at that moment. how in the hell> did you skip over the fact that you were looking after a grown ass man?

“no— no i’m supposed to be looking after a puppy with attitude problems and a cute little underbelly. you.. you’re not that!” you refuted, backing away in astonishment.

jeno’s head tilted, soft ears quirking at your remark,”do you not see the ears, dumbass? i am a puppy. didn’t my owner tell you i’m a rottweiler hybrid? or like, anything about me at all?”

your eyebrows furrow in on themselves at his insolent reply, lips suddenly falling agape in realization. “damn. i should’ve known. average dog sitting doesn’t pay that much an hour.”

“i don’t care, just get your shit off of my seat.” he grumbled, waiting expectantly for you to take your bag off of the couch.

an annoyed expression etched its way onto your features, your once confused face dropping quickly at jeno’s rudeness,”listen. i don’t want any problems with you. but we’re about to have a very uncomfortable night if you don’t understand basic fucking respect, asshole.”

jeno’s jaw clenched, your heart rate picking up once more at his mirrored annoyed face. something was 10x more terrifying about his own annoyance than yours.

the taller male slowly made his way over to your small stature until he was mere centimeters apart from being pressed against you,“if i want your stuff off of mine, it comes the fuck off. if i tell you to jump, you ask how fucking high. no questions asked.”

“you’re not listening. you don’t understand how this works—“

knocking you back a few steps with a swift nudge of his chest, his ears stood predatorily. “i understand that you don’t know how things work in my house. catch up.”

you now understood why you were being paid a fortune to look after this horrifying brat.

you rolled your eyes and bumped past him to take your bag off of the couch, his stiffened body instantly relaxing and the uninviting aura around him shifting into one of tranquility.

“so, it looks like the girl has a brain in that thing on her neck.”

you were starting to regret coming over in thin sweat shorts and a cropped long sleeve, feeling embarrassed as you felt your arousal leak through your pants.

he was insulting you and you were getting horny.

jeno stared you down for what seemed like an eternity before snorting and turning to leave up the steps in disinterest, not bothering to look at you,”guest room is up and second to last door on your right, bathroom is under renovation so if you wanna piss or shower you’re stuck with me, princess.”

this was a problem.

you weren’t about to tiptoe around this asshole all night! but you had to make the best of it. after all, this was your ticket to keeping a roof over your head.

sighing dramatically you plopped onto the floor, the spacious couch staring at you jeeringly while your ass began to hurt within seconds of sitting on the hardwood.

dickhead wouldn’t even let you sit.

—————

the clock was nearing eleven when your stomach started to fuss angrily. you already changed into your pajamas and spent hours tapping away on your socials. your last meal was hours before you stepped in the building so you were bound to be starving by then.

unsure what exactly you could touch without getting your head knocked off your shoulders, you just decided to take a chance.

second mistake.

you lightly toed your way into the kitchen and over to the grand fridge, opening it as quietly as possible to not stir the beast in his cave.

“what to eat.” you muttered to yourself, scanning the contents and deciding on making noodles with the ingredients in the full fridge.

the house was filled with a daunting silence as you began preparing the meal for one. you felt like prey in the middle of a forest trying to refeed before the scary predator came and snatched you up.

“hey, you. ugly girl. the fuck are you wearing? you’re barely covered up.” jeno’s daunting voice called out from over the counter.

damn it. you nearly seethed.

“it’s y/n, fucking dork.”

“okay, y/n. the fuck are you wearing?” jeno asked again, nose scrunched and top lip curled in aggravation.

“i was fixing to watch a dog, not babysit a demonic hybrid. and whatever i choose to wear doesn’t have anything to do with you.” you turned back to your food, giving it a good stir before popping open the stainless steel dishwasher next to you.

he watched wolfishly as you bent over without a care in the world to grab a dish and scoffed,”any more and those pair of panties you call shorts are splitting in half. you’re provoking me.”

“i don’t know what you’re into, perv, but the way you’re describing me with so much fire is giving me the impression that you like it. go fuss about the ass you’ll never have somewhere else.” you waved your free hand at him, shooing him away while leveling yourself back up and placing the bowl onto the counter.

“whore.” jeno stalked off towards a different part of the spacious house.

who knew where he’d pop out from next?

—————

midnight quickly approached and your stomach was full, your mood shooting up after that delicious bowl of instant noodles. you’d have to buy those when you got back to your apartment.

jeno hadn’t made an appearance since his harassment earlier and you were thankful, not up to playing his bullshit at this time.

all you had to do was find your room and hope that there would be no more challenges.

how could you fuck that up?

after cleaning up after yourself and grabbing your bag, you made your way up the steep steps and toed down the hall to the provided room.

the large hallway was pitchblack and the only lights guiding you down safely were the ones flashing from under what you assumed was jeno’s room.

getting to your room, you tied your hair back and out of your face and placed your things down by the door. daringly deciding to check up on him, you bounced lightly on the balls of your feet to his door.

suddenly, the world stilled as you mistook one step on the hardwood, a groaning creek shouting out a call from the floorboard alerting jeno and anyone if they were in proximity.

shit!

bolting down the steps, you nearly tumbled down the last few but regained your composure and ran straight for the other side of the house.

you weren’t sure where you were going in the dark but now it dawned on you that the safest place would have been the guest room.

jeno’s footsteps were loud and fast, chasing after you as if he were in the middle of a hunt. “stupid girl. you know i told you to fuck off.”

trying to hold in your pants as you ducked down under what seemed to be a dinner table, your heart beat uncontrollably in your chest.

“i can hear your breaths. can practically smell your fear too.” he grits, pacing around the table.

you just prayed his vision wasn’t good in the dark. it was a roll the dice chance after all, being that he was a hybrid with the characteristics of the most brutal hunting breed there was.

waves of silence washed over the both of you and jeno’s steps couldn’t be heard anymore, neither could your once shaky breaths.

this is the end. you thought. he’s going to maul me.

“this is what you wanted right?” you suddenly heard the low voice in your ear, the hair on your neck standing in surprise.

before you could duck and run, jeno grabbed you by your neck, large hand closing easily around your delicate throat.

“cant— i-i can’t fucking breathe!” you wheezed out, thrashing in the death grip.

“it’s what you asked for, y/n. say it.” you couldn’t make his face out in the pitch blackness but you swore you could see the flash of his canines curved into a taunting grin.

he didn’t wait for a response before crawling out from under the table, your neck still held in place by his unforgiving hold.

puffing out what felt like your last breaths as your kicks grew weaker, jeno finally let go of you, your head dropping onto the cold floor roughly.

hacking and wheezing, you wondered if the money was even worth it now. this hybrid was hell sent.

jeno slicked your hair back with his hand while you hiccuped,”there there.”

“you fu— ow! jeno stop!” you scream out, nails digging into his forearm as he hoists you up into a sitting position by your bun.

“poor you. you’re not too sure how to play this game, am i right?”

“freak! let me go!” your nails dug deeper into his arm, causing him to rip his hand away from your hair and hiss in pain.

“fucking bitch!”

you took this opening to shoot up and lunge across the room, shooting up the steps.

with jeno’s door wide open you could see your room perfectly and it was close within your reach.

so close.

a hand shot out and gripped your wrist, holding you in place, causing you to cry out.

how the hell was he so fast?

“you’re not innocent. if only you could see yourself right now.” jeno laughed.

you must’ve been so caught up in the chase you weren’t aware of the growing patch of arousal staining the entire front of your pajama shorts.

“its— ”

jeno lifted a finger to your lips, shushing you.

“i know all about you. do you like the chase, y/n? do you like it when i’m this rough with you?” his eyes creased with entertainment at your desperate expression.

the finger to your lips dropped as you opened your mouth and he was backing away.

“your call. i won’t show any mercy once you’re in though.”

your mouth definitely played against your brain at that moment,”wait! wait. how are we gonna do this?”

jeno’s head tilted, perked ears dropping,”do what? i thought we were playing a game.”

he’s fucking playing me. you thought outraged.

it wasn’t exactly your gameplan to get your back beat in by this hot puppy hybrid, but now that you were in, there was no way in hell you were backing out.

“i want you to— to… fuck me.” you looked to the side, words falling off your tongue timidly.

“okay.” jeno shrugged casually.

“okay?” your jaw nearly fell to the floor.

after all that?

“do i have to come get you, or are you gonna get over here?” he stuck his hand out, waiting impatiently for you to grab a hold of it.

once you grabbed the large palm, he tugged you into his room, slamming the door shut behind him.

you stared in awe at the spacious quarters, letting out a surprised huff at the eager shove jeno gave you towards his bed.

“should we really—”

jeno laughed amused,”what happened to ‘oh my god! please fuck me jeno!’”

your nose scrunched in embarrassment as you took the hint and began sliding your pajama pants down,”don’t look.”

“such a baby, fine i won’t look.”

the taller male turned and slid out of his sweatshirt easily, tugging his shirt off after and walking over to lock his door. “can i turn around now, baby”

you sat on the bed nervously, playing with a loose thread on the duvet and curling your toes. you weren’t sure if this was such a good idea now that you were in his room, but you definitely wanted this.

“yeah, go ahead.”

turning almost too eagerly, jeno took a moment to scan what he was working with before silently making his way over to the bed and crashing his lips against yours needily.

“mmf— jeno!” you froze in place, unaware of what set him off as he attacked your neck next.

“don’t talk.” he murmured out authoritatively, taking a hold of your clenched thighs and lifting you with ease. he dropped you on the middle of the bed restlessly and was quick to slide out of his sweatpants, your eyes widening with every passing second.

“are you fucking crazy? where’s that thing even going?” you scrambled up into a seated position, legs closing together.

“ugh, y/n stop stalling. it’ll fit just fine.” jeno pried your legs open.

“you’re not even gonna prep or anything?” you tried, backed against the headboard at this point.

he settled in between your legs, his hand dragging his leaking tip between your salivating folds,”don’t be such a fucking baby. i know you can take it, y/n. just loosen up.“

a part of you felt scared that you’ve never taken anyone this big before but his endless pressing seemed to get more firm by the minute.

“okay.. please go slow, jeno. i’m being serious.”

jeno scoot up wordlessly, running your slick down the base of his hardened cock and dipping in slowly.

your face twisted in pain, fingers grabbing the sheets tightly. “it hurts— jeno it hurts!”

jeno’s jaw fell slack, hips drawing forward as if there were any room left. “shh, baby. you’re opening up for me so well.”

involuntarily clenching, your entrance slightly burned at the sudden intrusion. jeno bottomed out before lifting a hand to pick the stray strands off of your sweat beaded forehead, lips pulled back into a devilish grin.

your heart began to race once you met his clouded gaze, unsure if that was a good sign,”jen—“

he pistoned forward, heavy length pile driving into you with no end and placed his hands on top of yours, forcing you down and pliant.

“slow, you idiot! i said slow!” you cried, back smashing against the headboard with every thrust. by the entranced look of pleasure on his face, you realized there was no getting through to jeno as he rut into you.

“so fucking tight. can’t believe you didn’t even ask for a condom. little whore wants me to breed her dumb pussy.”

quickly, your body began to take calm to jeno as one particular thrust had you pitifully moaning. “just like that.” you hummed, another shameless moan pouring out in suit regardless of his realization.

“y/n, i’m gonna turn you over.” jeno said lowly, hips slowing down to switch your position.

within a matter of seconds, you quickly found yourself face down into the sheets that reeked of jeno’s scent and your ass up.

jeno’s fingers gripped your waist bruisingly as he picked up, satisfied groans ripping out of his throat.

your face squished into the mattress with every thrust, annoying you to no ends but nonetheless drawing aroused noises out of you at your usage.

squeezing around him as well as you could, jeno’s head fell back and his hips gained momentum. you gasped as you felt his hand leave your hip and onto the back of your head, stuffing it into the bed.

“what are you doing!” you called out, words muffled by the duvet.

you could hear the preen in jeno’s taunting tone,”fuck you here? is that what you said?”

you laid confusedly before you felt him pull out all at once and tap his tip teasingly against your rim.

before you could protest, jeno was sliding into your gaping entrance again and thrusting with vigor, almost as if he wanted to silence you.

his actions were incalculable at this point, forcing you to believe he was just saying things to get you to react.

soon enough, his movements grew sloppy and breath got heavier, signaling to you that he was close until his creamed cock was sliding out and being pried into your rim.

your hips shot up at the intrusion, painful shouts eaten up by the mattress.

i’m going to kill him. you thought.

an animalistic growl ripped its way out of his throat as your hole slowly made way for his throbbing length,“fuck, i’m never pulling out. beg all you want. this hole belongs to me.”

your teeth grit down into themselves as your thighs tensed, you had lost all energy to try and push him off leaving you vulnerable to his thrusts.

jeno paused for a second, stilling inside of you. with the hand he used to push your head down, he was now using it to pull your head up, fingers threaded in your hair near the scalp.

ignoring your cries of pain, jeno leaned in and pressed his spit-licked lips to your ear, your body collapsing from his weight against your own,”was this the ass i’d never have? hm, y/n?” he whispered mockingly.

jeno snuck his free hand underneath you, using two fingers to pry open your drenched folds and using another to rub quick circles onto your clit.

small whines filled the room as he worked his hips into your hole, finger continuing to swipe at your quivering core.

“fuck, that’s it, baby. i knew you could take me here too. feels so fucking good.” he huffed out.

a muffled knock came at the door just then, motivating jeno to snap his hips into your ass and curl up the fingers dragging against your aching clit.

your head snapped over to the door, adrenaline rushing through your system as well as guttural moans spilling out once his brutal pace drove untimely squirts out of you.

your jaw hung slack as your orgasm hit you a pulse later, legs jolting up.

“jeno!”

“jeno, unlock the door! what are you doing in there!” the doorknob jiggled under pressure, frightening you into clenching madly.

“pull out, dumbass! it’s your owner!” you hissed, batting his hand out of your hair as you regained your senses.

“shut up, y/n, i’m gonna cum.” he groaned out throatily, digging his nose into your neck as his hips slowed. you felt his teeth graze the sensitive skin in the crease of your neck.

sighing irritatedly as he released inside of you, you kicked your legs out from under him,”we’re about to be in so much trouble, get the hell off!” you complained, flinching as the knocking on the door got louder.

“get under the covers and pretend you’re asleep.” jeno lazily muttered after rolling off of you and leisurely redressing.

he tossed your clothes at you to hide with you as he made his way to the door and shut the tv off, swinging the door open with annoyance.

“the sitter fell asleep while we were watching a movie, you didn’t have to do that. what are you doing home so early?” you heard jeno mutter.

your eyes were shut delicately, breathing lightly as silence fell over the room. you assumed you were being spectated.

“i got anxious. i know how you get around sitters and i insisted i leave early.” the unfamiliar voice sighed out. “when she wakes up tomorrow, you can tell her i’ve already paid her for the full night.”

“will do. anything else before i go back?” jeno asked impatiently.

“yes actually, there is. you forgot to pick up the girl’s underwear you little shit.”

freezing in his spot, jeno didn’t bother turning to see if it was true or not. “it was an accident.” he whined, shocking you at the soft sound. you were convinced he was incapable of anything remotely pleasant.

“we’ll talk about this in the morning. stay the hell away from the poor girl tonight. get downstairs, go.”

as if you could feel jeno’s icy glare shot towards you, your body tensed until all you heard was the door click shut and footsteps furthering down the hall.

you were positive you’d be quite familiar with this home soon enough. after all, you were good with dogs.

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[soon-palestine]

If you have the means, Yousra is desperately helping to raise money for two wonderful young Sudanese women to finish their university studies abroad and restart their lives. You can use any of the donation links below to help:

Sudan has been named as one of the worst places to be a woman 💔

This episode is a testament to the unwavering strength of Sudanese women amidst the backdrop of war, where they stand tall as pillars of revolution and resilience. In this episode, we hear from two such women - they are on the ground in Sudan, in the midst of war, fighting for the truth, and for their homeland.

⚠️Disclaimer: This episode touches on themes of suicide, sexual violence, and violence that may be triggering to some individually

Host: Cadar Mohamud Guests: Yousra Elbagir & Omnia Mustafa Episode and Lead Producer: Hanna Adan @hannaadan_

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Am i the asshole for sending cheques to my friend's kids?

Two years ago, my friend moved to an area about two hours away (via public transport... I don't drive).

Before he moved, I'd always ask what his kids (9, 7, and 3) wanted for Christmas/Birthday and get one of the options in my price range. Or, if they wanted money to put towards a bigger thing or I'd left it to late to buy something, I'd put a tenner in their cards and pop it through their door.

But since he moved, I haven't done that and instead popped a cheque in their cards and posted it off to them.

The reason is that we don't see each other much anymore and it's hard to get to see him around their birthdays or Christmas, I don't feel comfortable sending cash through the post, and postage costs where I'm from are insane so I don't want to send a parcel.

I thought the cheques would be fine. He could put it in the kids' accounts and they could use it for what they wanted.

But the cheques have never been cashed. I didn't realise for a while because the account that has a chequebook is a secondary account and I don't check it often.

But I've known for about a year and I haven't said anything to him because really, I think this is kind of his fault. Like you can pay cheques in via the banking app on your phone if you're not going to the bank and, when he first moved, I did ask what the kids' bank accounts were and he never got back to me.

And honestly, in my 20s, he was the only one of my friends that had kids. Now about half of my good friends have kids (a total of 8 kids) and it is getting pretty expensive to do presents for each kid.

What are these acronyms?

[ghostblackberry]

Help Me Meet My Deductible

Hey, so United Healthcare is a little bitch and didn't disclose that their dual special needs plan, which is supposed to be for American that are eligible for both Medicare and Medicaid has a fucking deductible this year. Something went wrong with the Medicaid part of my coverage on top of it all. I live on around $550 a month and can't pay the $240 deductible for my meds.

I don't have my antidepressant or inhaler and am almost out of my heart medicine. I've already had two panic attacks since the pharmacy let me know something was wrong on Friday. Going without my heart med will land me in the Emergency Room, the co-pay for which I cannot handle.

This isn't something my area church will help with and I won't have the money myself until April 3rd. At that point, I will, at minimum, be feeling very very sick. Please help.

[ultramarine-spirit]

Ultramarine's Ridibooks Guide

A (hopefully) simple guide to how to use Ridibooks!

What is Ridibooks? Ridibooks is a website where you can read all kinds of webtoons, novels, and books in Korean. It also has an app (for mobile and PC)! Ridibooks has the advange compared to other similar platforms such as Kakao and Naver of not being region-locked, so it might be your only option to read some manhwas in Korean.

Is the site safe? Yep! It's one of the major manhwa platforms, and I've used it many times.

How do I use it? Firstly, you have to make an account (top-right corner of your screen, 👤 icon). I recommend using Chrome or other browsers with a MTL function, so the page is easier for you to navigate.

Buying manhwas and novels. I'll use WMMAP as an example! Search 어느 날 공주가 되어버렸다 (WMMAP in Korean). You'll see you have 4 options. Buying the manhwa per chapter (200 won for rental, 500 won for purchase), buying the manhwa per volume (7,500 won each), buying the novel per volume (2,310 won for rental, 3,300 won for purchase), and buying the novel per chapter (100 won each).

Let's say we want to buy the manhwa per chapter.

Once you click on that option for purchase, you'll see that the site gives you two options, renting a chapter (200 won) or purchasing a chapter (500 won). Choose accordingly to what you want, but be aware that the site checks the rental option by default! So you have to go to the "keep it" tab if you want to buy it.

Also, consider that WMMAP's chapters can be unlocked for free (1 each day, available to read for 3 days), excluding the last 10 chapters.

Ridi Cash. As most manhwa platforms, Ridibooks has its own currency, Ridi Cash (much like Tapas' ink or Tappytoon's points), that you need to buy to then purchase manhwas or novels. It's worth almost the same as won, but with a 3% accumulation rate. Selecting the "Ridi Cash" option in your user profile will allow you to recharge the currency.

There, you can choose how much you want to charge. It's likely that the only payment method available to you is an overseas credit card (any should work), so you'll have to check that box (also remember to check the purchase confirmation!).

After that, you just write your credit card information, and you should be ready to buy your favorite manhwa or novel! They'll be available for you to read in your library (top-right corner of your screen, 📚 icon).

[macgyvermedical]

Money is absolutely no object. I would not notice a $400 emergency. 

I don’t think about money. I pay for whatever I need or want without thinking about the price. I don’t notice when my paycheck arrives unless my bank app notifies me. Most of my debt is either paid off or "strategic". A $400 emergency would not impact my day-to-day life or even my savings very much.

I don’t think about money much. In fact, I barely notice when my paycheck comes in. I have extra money left over after I spend all I need and want to every month, which makes adding to my savings every month pretty easy. I generally don’t worry about occasional $400 emergencies, because I know I can pay for them out of my savings or even out of my bank account depending on where they fall in my pay cycle. 

I think about money rarely. I notice that my money runs low near payday. I can plan ahead and take money out of my paycheck first to build a savings account, but the money gets eaten up if I do not do this. I am pretty careful about what I buy. Even so, I am comfortable and can weather the occasional $400 emergency without falling behind.  

I think about money some. I live paycheck to paycheck and it is hard to save money even when I try. I frequently buy the cheapest version of something and check my bank account before spending any money. An occasional $400 emergency puts me behind for a month or two but I can easily recover. —--------POVERTY LINE—-------------

I think about money every day. I live paycheck to paycheck, have no savings, and have little or no money the day before payday. Occasionally I fall behind on utilities or recurring payments but I generally have enough for my rent or mortgage. A $400 emergency would put me behind for several months and would be difficult to fully recover from. 

I think about money every day. I live paycheck to paycheck, have no savings, and go broke multiple days before payday. Frequently, I am behind on one or more payments, but I can usually swing paying for what would otherwise be turned off. My rent or mortgage is usually something I have to plan carefully and sometimes give up other necessities for, but I have never been in danger of eviction. A $400 emergency would take 6 months or more to recover from, and in that time I may have several utilities shut off temporarily. Fortunately I would probably not go hungry during this time if I prioritize. 

I think about money constantly. I live paycheck to paycheck, but it feels like the money is gone as soon as I get it. I spend more than a week between paychecks with no money at all. I am frequently in danger of having utilities shut off, have had them shut off temporarily in the past, and am frequently late on my rent or mortgage to the point where I have been threatened with eviction/foreclosure multiple times. Several days or more per month I worry about not having enough to eat. A $400 emergency would cause me to become homeless. 

I am living in a vehicle, with a friend, or living in a tent with a nearby storage locker. I have some cash income, which goes to maintaining this and other necessities like food. I can generally get by and have some material resources, but I am not comfortable. I could never hope to recover from a $400 emergency. 

I am alternating between being completely unhoused and living in a shelter. I cannot store belongings or food and have little or no cash income. I rely on free and charity food for nutrition.

[anotherdayforchaosfay]

I have leveled up after another trip around the sun!

Plans we had made for the day are mostly scrapped because it's raining, and I did a lot two days ago. We're still going to the GF bakery though. I get a free drink and a discount on a treat.

It's 5AM, I'm done sleeping (I rarely sleep more than six hours), and Bubby will be I'm bed another four hours. Looks like breakfast (in an hour because adhd med) and gaming to start my morning. I finished a mug rug top yesterday, so machine quilting that in an hour or two.

If you wanna give me a good day, please consider making a purchase from my shop. Use BDAY24 for a 25% discount on your purchase. It applies to everything, including the original paintings. If you do purchase my paintings, I will be ecstatic!!!

If a gift is something you would rather send, I have a Throne wishlist here. What I need is a printer. I also have a quilting frame there, batting, watercolor paint, books, and an XBox Series X but that thing is a gift for my husband. He turn 50 in a couple months and his console is an original XBox One. If you order anything and the total is $150+ USD, I'll apply it as a credit towards a future commission from me.

As for what we're gonna do today...I'll likely spend it it sewing. I need to finish commissions and have quite the To Do List for the summer. If we didn't need the money, I would keep commissions closed until next year. Alas, that's not a viable option until Bubby finds employment. He's been denied unemployment assistance because his former boss lied. The check he receives from the state for being my caregiver, plus my monthly SSDI payment, covers our mortgage and most of our bills. We greed-flation makes groceries expensive, plus other necessities are overpriced. I have a single pair of shoes and would like to get a second pair, I need new underwear because several of mine are getting threadbare, new pants for sleeping in because two pairs of my pajama pants are also very threadbare, and yeah...

If you would like to send money:

Mark money sent directly to my PayPal as a gift. I will otherwise need to return it because PayPal will demand a tracking number.

We will likely need around $800 to get through the month.

Thank you!

[holdmecloser-gandydancer]

So uh, it's @taznovembercelebration time yet again! I wanted to at least get one out so when i pulled Celebrity AU, i had a pretty perfect opening (because the au that lives in mine and Hali's head is constantly rotating like a chicken in my mind)

---

“So that neighbor guy.” Lup states, nary a preamble in the same square mile. She’s perched on the counter, supervising while Taako scrambles a half-dozen eggs. It’s entirely too early or perhaps too late for food, guess it just depends on your perspective. But, far be it from either of them to ever ask for someone else’s perspective.

“He’s certainly a neighbor,” Taako says. He’s not willing to take whatever bait it is that Lup’s dangling. He pokes at the eggs with a spatula and sprinkles a hefty pinch of salt on top, mixing as he goes. 

“He was remarkably kind, given how obnoxious the party was. And his pajamas were awfully cute.” 

Taako fakes a gasp. “Lup, I thought you’re with a very dashing Apple store employee! How quickly your eyes wander.” He hasn’t thought about whatshisname (Kravitz Queen in apartment 22F) since the party he so rudely intruded on. And then fell asleep at. Right at Taako’s own kitchen table. 

She groans and rolls her eyes. “Taako, you’re being purposefully obtuse.” 

“I’ve been told I’m quite acutie.” 

“Awful, I want a new brother.” 

“Sorry, no returns,” he says gleefully. He shuts the burner off and grabs two plates from the cupboard, evenly distributing the eggs across them. “Like. I dunno, Lup, what do you want me to say? He’s cute, sure, but I thought I wasn’t supposed to be pursuing new relationships right now.” That’s what all the doctors at Hollybrook suggested, anyway. He’d rolled his eyes when he first heard that, but as the months have progressed, it’s been a nice break. 

“I’m not saying you need to get married or anything, I’m just saying he’s cute and nice and a musician. Simply stating facts,” she says around a bite of scrambled eggs. “I’m supposed to be on set today, the director apparently has a bold new vision and needs some more cash to make it happen. You wanna come?”

He mulls it over for a moment. “Anyone cool? Last one you produced had that shitbag Jerre whatshisnuts and he was so smarmy at the premiere and I think if I ever saw him again I’d deck him.” 

“No Mr. Whatshisnuts, scout’s honor,” Lup says, giving him a faux-serious two-fingered salute. 

Taako snorts and rolls his eyes. “We were never scouts, goofus. But, nah. I’m going to sit this one out. Probably do some journaling and go to bed.” 

“Okay, call me if you need me. I’ll be back this afternoon, probably. Maybe we can get dinner tonight?” 

He nods. “Sounds good, be safe. Love you.”

“Love you!”

—

“—And rather than scripting this out, we feel that this sequence is going to be shown best through a kind of dream ballet scene that’ll last for about seven minutes,” The director excitedly explains to Lup. She’s trying hard to focus, she really is, but her phone seems intent on boring a hole through her leg. She sneaks a quick glance to see that she’s missed a fourth call from Lucretia. That’s never good.

“Hey, Todd, love this idea you’ve got going on. My publicist is like, blowing up my phone so let’s regroup in half an hour, okay? Okay!” She says as she extricates herself from the conversation. 

“Luce, what’s up?” Lup asks, just managing to catch this fifth call. 

“I thought Taako was off Twitter for now,” Lucretia says, sounding exasperated. 

“Uh. Well he was while he was in Hollybrook but you said it’d be cool for him to reconnect with the fans now.” 

“Remind me not to have any more stupid ideas.”

“Is it bad?” Lup hasn’t been on the damn app since the last premiere. She usually lets Lucretia handle her social media except for her Letterboxd. 

“Not bad just…thirsty?” 

Lup does her best not to laugh. Well. She makes some attempt to not laugh. “Thirsty?”

Lucretia sighs. “It started off fine, just him tweeting about this musician, but a few fan accounts started stirring the pot and. Well. I guess he’s ‘down horrendously for that kravitz guy’ as @taacocat69420 so eloquently put it.” 

“God he’s a mess,” she says fondly. “I think it’ll be fine though. Kravitz is cool. Hope this gets him some extra streams or something.” 

—

Kravitz stirs at eleven. He’s a little surprised that his alarm never went off, though a quick glance at his lockscreen lends some light to why. His notifications are atrocious. Good atrocious, it just looks like the whole internet threw up in them maybe. When he finally traces the source of why, he starts to get dressed. Best not to make another pajama clad impression. 

[kaiasky]

alright so we're tasting the corn starch, as folks are wont to do. and its yuckynasty, and we really wish we had some water, right.

oh no problem, i say, it looks like theres a corner store right over there! ill go grab a bottle or two. and before anyone can protest, off i go! store time! store time!

but dear listener. this was no ordinary store. for u see, the inoffensively-named "dashmart" may have conjured images of a grab-and-go convenience store, when i arrived it quickly became clear what this was. which was that this was a ghost-kitchen-style pickup location for doordash delivery service grocery shopping. it is immediately clear this is a disaster because the delivery drivers are having to present their phone for pickup, get handed some bags, step aside and fiddle with their phones, then present them again, get a new bag, over and over.

i awkwardly sidle up to the window, point at the water bottles that i can see in the shelves behind the man at the pickup counter. "I know this is like, an app thing, but is there any chance I can just give you a $5 and buy a couple water bottles?" i know even before I ask the question that the answer will be no. of course not. i am at the inconvenience store.

fucking FINE, i will download your stupid fucking app. and make an account, and forgot-my-password, and paste the code into the code paster thing. hey wait why

the spinner boxes on the code inputs block the boxes. on the phone it is impossible to enter the code. you cant even see half of the number that you input.

fucking FINE. maybe the app is out of date. i promised it would be a quick jaunt and ive been gone 10 minutes by now. do i text these new friends "hello. this store is evil. i have not forgotten about you. i will return as soon as i can"? or is that weird. updating app. oh hey it works now, it's letting me input the new code. WRONG. "ERROR DETECTED: <some hex string>".

fucking god dammit. i can see the water bottle. i am holding a crisp fiver. which can be, exchanged, for goods. and services. fuck this shit. fuck everything that tech has ever touched. there is a water bottle 10 ft from where I stand and a man who would like to give it to me and neither of us can do this because some chucklefucks in silicon valley couldn't do javascript good.

i bottle up this annoyance. i rap on the window, hi hello i cannot seem to get the app or website to work. i know this is silly but. if i give you $5, can you order me two water bottles on the app,?

uhhh, the man says. there's a service fee, and also I'm not sure, I might get in trouble for accepting cash, just check your email and see if you got a code, or...

FUCK this shit, i realize. there is a Real Ass Gronchry Store naught but 4 blocks away. that will have real things like "shopping carts" and "checkout lines, or perhaps self checkout". if i had not bothered with your fucking APP i would be back at the park by now. ridiculous.

[savage-rhi]

Introducing them to their special interests/hyperfixations.

Domestic samhiggs, possibly lou doing related arts and crafts

(Sorry if this is kinda sappy, but you asked for Higgs related prompts and I answer as best I can)

"Darlin', I know you just turned four, but you gotta tie the knots like this, see? It'll keep comin' undone if you don't grip. Use those brain cells of yours." Higgs chuckled as he held up the quipu he had been working on. He watched as Louise curiously tilted her head, a small noise of frustration leaving her mouth. Her big eyes were in awe of the quipu as her small fingers reached out to grasp and feel where the taut round ball of the yarn met in the middle of the string.

To Higgs she looked like a little doll with a head too big for her body, and he couldn't help but smile big as she tugged hard on the end of the quipu strand before he retreated it back.

"Ah, ah, ah! Don't be throwin' a tantrum now! C'mon, finish what you started." He murmured firmly, gesturing with his chin toward her unfinished project. Higgs couldn't hold back a grin as she gave him daggers, the plopped onto the floor beside him.

Louise picked up the small quipu Higgs had gotten started for her, and for several moments her eyes glanced back and fourth between her project and Higgs's. She observed the way he looped the strings, and did her best to mimic his gestures. At one point warm tears began to pool in the corner of her eyes, feeling upset she couldn't get the knots to stay put before going to the next one. It was only when she felt a hand upon her back, giving a gentle pat did she cease and met Higgs's gaze as she looked up.

"Don't be a baby," Higgs teased. "You almost got it Pipsqueak."

Her lips grew into a wide smile, accentuating her chubby cheeks at hearing the nickname. Even though she didn't understand what it meant, she knew it was something special that was only reserved for her.

A few more failed attempts later, and then something clicked. Louise had finally created not one, but two knots on a strand. She held it up proudly as she babbled, and Higgs exaggerated his features to make she knew he was proud of her.

"C'mon, show me how you did it!" Higgs coaxed, watching Louise nod rapidly as she went through the motions. He clapped a few times, and messed with her hair while she giggled. "That's my girl, you did it Pipsqueak!"

While the two celebrated, Sam had been observing the scene from afar. His body leaning against the frame of the door as he cracked a smile himself. Higgs had always been big into quipu's. Arguably more than anyone Sam had ever met in his life. The symbolism of how each knot represented special moments in time had grounded his soul, especially once he began working on a large quipu for their found family. Each knot tying to their destinies, from the moment Sam decided to give him a second chance, to Louise taking her first steps. The little moments, though mundane like knots on a string, added to something bigger than the three of them.

As Lou and her little hands continued to weave, and Higgs proudly watched her, Sam's smile faltered. He remembered all the times Higgs was terrified to be near Lou, much less be affectionate toward her. The fear of being just like his uncle, of being like his 'daddy' hung onto the back of his skull like BT that never sought providence from having its tether be cut.

Sam wanted nothing more than to interrupt and tell Higgs he was wrong about everything, but he couldn't bring himself to interfere with this moment he wouldn't soon forget. Not when Lou looked at Higgs with adoration that rivaled the love she had for Sam, and not when peace lingered in Higgs's eyes for the first time in years.

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[octuscle]

Need some advice with this app. I’m a gold member, but missed a payment because of my busy schedule. Now the app won’t close on my phone and it gave me three presets to select from to help me earn some quick cash to make the payment. It won’t let me navigate away and it gave me 24 hours to select one of the presets or it would pick for me. Each says it will last for 30 days or until I’ve earned enough cash. Any advice on which one to pick? 

Shitty situation. I am very sorry for you. I have already set your account directly to regular debit. Should not happen in the future.

As for your question: Difficult… I like the gas station attendant. Yes, the pay is not very good, but you can earn pretty good money on the side in the toilets. I've tried that job myself. I can definitely recommend it.

You have to like the job as a hustler. But it is usually very well paid. And mostly you get a body for it, with which you work in the luxury segment. So if you want to get out quickly, go for it.

Insider tip: If you decide to join the Army, Chronivac Inc. always gives you a discount for serving your country. So you're guaranteed to be out of there after two weeks. So that would be my favorite.

In any case, think of it as an exotic break. I'm also hacking into your HR department. You won't be missed by anyone. So just enjoy it!