#extreme cheapskates

[pijakofspades]

Do you guys think there would be a monster version of Extreme Cheapskates?

Like this guy, Buzz Wingman, ↓

would show up on some MH students' TVs when they check TLC because they're bored or something

Maybe a few of his friends and classmates would show up in the Extreme Cheapskates episode too

[anti-capitalist-capybara]

how to air dry laundry indoors

it absolutely is possible to air-dry laundry indoors in a 1 bedroom apartment in February. For example, it's 8:30 at night and you've just washed your clothes in the apartment's communal laundry machine, and are about to put them in the one dryer, when you discover it is broken, not even turning on. By the time you get to a public laundromat it it will already be about to close for the night.

So you put your wet clothes back in your laundry basket and haul it back to your apartment.

Step 1:

You put the clothes on hangers like you would if they were dry. Step 2: Then you hang those up on the shower curtain rod and towel rack, or any other space you can giving about 4 inches of space between each hanger to leave room for air flow. Step 3: Then you turn on the bathroom fan, and maybe bring in a second fan if you have one. Place the heaviest laundry, like coats, the closest to the fan. Then you go to bed.

The clothes will be dry in 6-12 hours depending on the humidity in the room and thickness of the fabric. Step 4: You may need to flip some of the heavier items midway through so the fan can get both sides.

The clothes will have a stiffer texture when you take them down, but they will be dry, and the stiff feeling will go away after you wear them for a couple hours.

[fredhugesfan]

Tue. 6/11/2024

I want to learn how to master couponing, particularly the kind where you get a huge amount of items for almost nothing after applying all the coupons. Basically, I want to be like the people on the TV shows Extreme Couponing or Extreme Cheapskates.

[mspi]

Disturbing AF

It's a sign to RUN AWAY - there and then. Anyone gonna challenge me here? I hope not. However I've met & lived with penny pinchers, one willing to give up on covering their fam with military benefits.

Believe they had something or someone pretending to be their not so bright inner self. Why the heck are you going to remove the initial home insurance when you've paid over 30 years into it?

How far would you go? I left a man after 3mo of dating for being unbelievably thrifty. That and his dad couldn't quit checking me out.

-- dnagirl

30.11.2023

[e-adlirez]

Just looked on the older books for refs of Thea and

Boi Curse of the Cheese Pyramid is insane

It literally starts with G heading to work on time at 9, but William comes in like "BOI YOU'RE SPENDING TOO MUCH MONEY ON THE GAZETTE YOU HAVE TO CUT DOWN THE BUDGET" (Imagine this screamed directly into Geronimo's ear)

Obviously William's definition of "cut down the budget" is this

TW: Spoilers for Curse of the Cheese Pyramid, William behavior, do not click on if you don't want a spike in blood pressure

If you choose to turn away now, the following fume was just an intermission for finding this picture lmao

He pawned over everything (and I mean EVERYTHING) in Geronimo's office, from his desk to his armchair to his carpet to his book collection to his art collection, and replaced it all with a single plastic chair and desk ("All you need in an office is a desk and chair!")

He fired ALL THE STAFF and decided that only family members will be working for the paper (because family members don't need to be paid as much probably (if at all) when working for a family business-- they all share their finances with each other, anyway maybe (it's not clear what their salaries are gonna be (wanna bet G is paid minimum wage while Thea is paid 50% of the Gazette's monthly expenses after this clean sweep))). The only person spared from the firing spree was Shif T. Paws, the Gazette's sales manager, who apparently offered to work there for free.

He delegates all the work of the Gazette to four people-- G does all the office work (taking calls, building maintenance, writing, editing, printing, clientele stuff), Thea does all the interviews and field work stuff, Trap does all the cooking, and Benjamin is "William's personal assistant". Lord knows what that last position means for little Benji. (Okay reading ahead Benjamin seems fine, but he does say that William is "a bit pushy".)

He sends G out on a work holiday thing and he overworks the crap out of everyone, to the point where even Thea is sick of William's senile old-fashioned ass, and it seems that the Gazette was also going downhill because of this mouse furry ripoff Daniel Dancer. (To give a preview of what he did in the working perspective, he basically had Trap work seven days a week)

He was planning to have staff give use old newspaper instead of toilet paper (T&B expenses), make a 30-second time mechanism for the restrooms (to maximize manpower efficiency and possible humiliation for anyone going number 2), and was considering cutting all electricity to the building and just have staff work on typewriters "just like the old days".

This man's senile ass--

[dnftopia]

something about girls who grew up watching TLC shows with their moms (Me)

[greypetrel]

What nobody tells you about doing an undercut.

A small warm-up self-portrait channelling my best Cullen energy with my new friend. My hair answers to Elphaba, it's defying gravity.

And tea must be hot even in full summer and during a heatwave, of course.

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

I wonder if I can save money on food when moving out by just getting a 30 day supply of “just add water” MREs and cutting the portions in half? The only other food items I’d get would be flour and rice (in bulk), and maybe eggs, so I could pay only around 200 dollars in food for a supply of two months or potentially longer. It would work wonders for my executive dysfunction, not having to cook much. Plus, I could save money on gas by not having to drive to the store very often. I could also grow food indoors.

[mbrainspaz]

It still feels strange to me, being able to go out and buy things that I need right now. I got so used to scraping by without most things. I remember saving up for weeks once to buy a $12 headlamp flashlight for my barn-sitting job so I could see at night, and that was one of maybe 5 non-food purchases I made in a year. Every time I wanted something I'd ask myself, do I need that or can I fix or mod something I already have? Can I survive without it? Most of the time the answer was yes. That's a state of mind I'll try to hang on to for the next time I need it. I will say though... it is nice to be able to walk through a store, see a bamboo clothes drying rack, and just get it. Still told myself 'no' on the rustic wooden serving bowls and served my guest popcorn in a cracked plastic mixing bowl. I still think 'what will I do with this if I have to live in my car' before every purchase.

[fractallogic]

TLC: the channel where you can observe very ill people and call it entertainment

[bonetrousle]

ok i may have a cheap solution to my audio woes so i guess we'll see!!

[ishikawayukis]

would you guys pee in a bottle for a loved one because they don't want you to flush the toile

[hyewka]

soobin + humiliation kink + hes such a perv

priorities, you perv | c.sb ࿐

⭑ synopsis. a blind date? oh thats immediately pushed aside just for the addictive high you get off messing with your roommate, who seems to be more pouty than usual tonight for whatever reason.

⭑ warnings. sub perv soobin, panty sniffing, underwear used as ball gag kinda, handjob, fuck buddy roommate au, humiliation kink sortaa, dacryphilia, vibrator, bunny/pup petname, not proofread, use of goddess

Soobin’s been intent on following you around like a puppy this evening, all around the house, but the longer he keeps it up, the less it becomes cute and funny and the more it crosses into the ‘overbearing jealous boyfriend who isn’t actually your boyfriend’ territory. Because really, why the hell has he been acting like a pet with abandonment anxiety the day you have your blind date scheduled?

“You can’t come in my bedroom with me.” you finally say, flashing him a superficial wide smile, behind your door.

He abruptly stops, stumbling back like his mind really was on autopilot following you—then his face falls, brows knitting together. “What, why?”

“Because I don’t want your cooties all over my bed.” He isn’t amused, clearly, with a brow raised. You groan, it could be life or death and your roommate would still not choose to humor you. “I’m going to change idiot.”

“It’s not like I haven’t seen you naked before?”

You click your tongue at him—he might have an amazing track record with academics, but sometimes it really is rocks for brains in there. “You’re not coming in Soobin, tough luck!”

In lightning speed he sticks his arm between the crack before you shut your door. “Wait, no, I wanna—I wanna help you pick something out!”

Now its your turn to raise a brow. Soobin? Help you get ready? He’d rather die of boredom.

You knew you weren’t crazy.

All day, hes been acting extremely out of character. Throwing you pouts during the one lecture you shared, feeling his eyes bore into you like he’s trying to burn a hole in your face, yet still spending money to buy you your favorite tiramisu even when he’s been sulking like you’ve wronged his entire bloodline.

The craziest thing is that you truly do not know a bigger cheapskate than Soobin. He’d chase a quarter in a crowd of people even if it took him all the way to Japan. So the tiramisu was a mind boggling investment. For you, let alone. It’s like he was bribing you.

He couldn’t have magically fell head over heels, it has to have something to do with the one thing different today. Your blind date.

You reach out to pat his head, mock pouting. He takes the bait anyway, lowering his head a little, looking so cute confused. It’s adorable actually, how quick he is to go with whatever you do.

“Aww Soobie, it’s okay, I promise you’ll always be my number one good boy. You really don’t have to be jealous and act out.” you tease, intentionally using baby talk to agitate him a lot more than it would’ve.

He scoffs loudly snapping his head to the side, bewildered this is the direction you decided to take things. “What? Jealous? Jealous? Jealous of what? I’m not jealous.” You stand there wearing a skeptic look on your face and a cross of your arms over your chest.

He wags his finger at your face like he can’t believe your audacity, dryly laughing (which really just sounds like a bunch of scoffs stringed together). “You’re funny, I—I gotta give it to you Y/N, you should really try your luck with Hueningkai’s comedy group again. Is it a crime to want to support your roommate after being all too aware of her notorious losing streak with the dating world? I don’t think so!”

Ouch, the all too real call out. “Damn, okay asshole you can help.” you faux hurt, not missing the chance to flip him off before walking inside and leaving your bedroom door wide open behind you. Maybe his input will have you get to your date earlier. “By the way, I do not have a losing streak.”

————-

There are outfits you just think you’d never wear to a first date—your black bodycon with cuts at the waist was an absolute no-go, especially with it’s length. Then there was the crimson red shoulder-off that had your tits looking too full—that was a big no. You don’t even know how your blind date looks, you wouldn’t want to have a man you find sexually unappealing to find you sexually appealing. That’s always a cause for a migraine.

But the problem you’re facing right now is far greater than any migraine you’ll experience. Soobin seems to think every outfit you wound up coming out with is, in his own words, “too much”.

This one’s the worst of all. “It’s literally just ripped jeans and a crop top!”

“That’s the problem! It doesn’t even look pretty!” he splutters, eyes wide and a large pout on his lips.

“You want me to wear something pretty?”

He looks to the side, mumbling, “Whatever.”

It’s raining, you hear it pouring and you’re like, fifteen minutes late already. All for Soobin’s useless input. It’s not worth it, and you’re proven even more correct when you come out the bathroom with the outfit you picked out. White, tight, but flowy at the ends of the dress. Girly and especially tight at the chest, just like you know he likes it.

Soobins eyes don’t fail to shamelessly rake over your body, stunned, looking like a deer in headlights. He clears his throat, snapping out of it. “No, absolutely not.”

You feign innocence, tilting your head. “Why not? It’s pretty.” You make it more of a point when you turn around, acting like you’re just checking your outfit through your wall mirror, knowing damn well the horndogs probably salivating at your ass barely being covered.

“It’s too much.” he parrots again lamely, chewing slightly on his lips. “Change, you can’t go out like this.”

Okay, that sort of pisses you off, turning around with your arms crossed again to the boy sitting at the edge of your bed. He doesn’t have the right to order you around. “Yes I can, I very much can.”

Suddenly, there’s a switch—he cowers like a kicked dog. “You can wear whatever you want I didn’t mean to-”

You break into a grin all of a sudden walking towards him, shutting him up.

He gulps, sitting there, avoiding eye contact when you’re close. You prop his chin up, and he just lets you, forcing him to look you in the eye. God, he already looks stupidly entranced. “You’d hate for me to wear this, huh?”

“Yeah..” he admits way too easily, a little whine in his voice, brows knitting up. Cute.

“But you love the dress, don’t you?” you purr, caressing his face with your thumb.

Your phone suddenly rings and you’re pulled out of the moment for a second, glaring at it then back to your roommate who looks like he’s under some love spell. Yeah no, this is much more fun.

You ignore the call, letting it ring as you drag your thumb down his bottom lip and god how obedient he is just sitting there and looking up like you’re his deity.

“What?” you giggle at the way his breath hitches the further you trail your finger down his body. The switch right before your eyes, oh that transformation’s worth more than anything else in the world. Bunny’s horny.

“You’d love to take this off me, right? You’d love me tease you bit by bit, have my tits bouncing in the restrictions of them, just struggling to keep your hands from ripping it apart...” you trail off, finally getting your hand on his half erect clothed dick.

You can see him holding back, holding back from humping your hand, the one you just purposefully let rest on his growing boner. “Your date.” he reminds.

You quirk a brow, taken aback. “Want me to go?”

Suddenly, he vigorously shakes his head, “No, no, don’t. I want you, please.” The strain of his voice when he pleads—god it’s the sexiest, most sinful thing ever.

Shameless. Just the way you like him.

“Hm? You do? Don’t you always?” you tease, walking away to get something out of your drawer.

“What are you looking for?” he mumbles skeptically.

You gleam, pulling out the vibrator and turning it on, showing it to your unsuspecting roommate. “Let’s play with this.”

He frowns. “You know I can make you feel ten times better than that toy, you don’t need it.”

“Who says its for me?”

You enjoy the blush that trickles his cheeks, and how easily the tips of his ear turn red as he blinks rapidly to collect himself. His adam apple bobs up and down again, stumbling over his words. “God, you’re such a himbo.”

“W-wait!” he shrieks, suddenly covering the tent in his pants.

You halt, the vibrator only a few inches from his crotch. “Can—can you…” he sighs frustratedly, looking away from you, the steam coming his red ears has you curious, what’s he so hesitant for? “Can you take off your underwear?” Oh.

Of course.

Your lips form into a smirk, knowing exactly what he wants to do with them. Slowly, with one hand you pull down your panties and let them drop to the floor. His eyes are, despite having a hard time telling you what he wants, eagerly fixed on the black lace, you could see the bead of sweat that breaks from his forehead. Pervert.

You bend down to grab it, purposefully making a show of it and he just huffs. “Get with it already.”

You laugh, “You’re being so bratty today. Think you’re owed a fuck?”

He whimpers dejectedly, shaking his head. Mockingly, you wave your panties in front of his face like an owner wagging a bone in front of their dog. He’s so indecent he has the audacity to take a whiff when the garment is close enough. God, he really is absolutely shameless.

And you really need to relieve yourself. You’re trying to not rub your thighs too much.

You crumble the underwear in your hand, and coo. “Open your mouth wide baby.”

Soobin’s mouth falls open almost immediately, tongue lolling out, looking up at you expectantly so much so it would be endearing if not for the situation you’re currently in. You shove it in his mouth, cringing at the saliva that wets your fingers.

“This is how it started huh?” you near the vibrator on his inner thighs enjoying the way he sighs through his nose, shuddering. “Fooling your roommate into thinking you were a studious, innocent good boy but in reality you just snuck in the laundry room every night to jerk off with her panties. Disgusting.”

He moans wantonly around the fabric, his hair brushing over his eyes as you near the vibrator to where he actually wants it. His dick. Poor him, its probably weeping in his pants.

“Violating me like that without my knowledge— you’ll always be a bad boy.”

Again, he shakes his head hard, to the point your panties fall out of his mouth already. “No, good boy. I’m your good boy.” he pants, face flushed. How’s he so easily worked up?

You giggle, pressing the vibrator against his cock, having Soobin’s jaw fall slack. “Couldn’t even keep the underwear in your mouth for more than two seconds. You’d make a really good camboy, always wanting people to hear you moan and whine like a slut.”

“No, no, just want you. Just want you to hear me.”

That affects you more than you’d like, and you try to fight the blush that warms your cheeks. God damn Soobin.

But he isn’t even aware, if his babbles were any indication. He dips his head back, big hands digging onto your sheets as you run the vibrator up and down. “Fuck.” he groans, still keeping his eyes open to watch your chest. You know he’s trying hard to keep up the good boy act for you, so you throw him a bone.

He gasps when your hand goes down his pants to wrap around his cock, and it’s the cutest thing ever how he immediately melts. You’re sitting next to him, twisting and jerking off his dick with his head leaning on your shoulder when you’re supposed to be under an umbrella with a future dating prospect instead.

Who cares, that man you’re sure wouldn’t give you what he’s giving you.

“Don’t wanna cum yet, wanna fuck you f-first.” he breathes into your neck. “Please goddess, please. Want your pussy.” he begs dumbly, starting to lay wet kisses to your neck— hes just not leaving room for you to really hold back.

“Holy shit, you’re good.” you realize in awe, probably wetting your bed with how aroused you are right now.

“Then take me baby, take me how you want. You’ve been good, so good.” you slur, and he practically jumps onto you like an oversized bunny, having your back on the mattress and him hovering, pulling you into an open mouth kiss almost immedietely.

“You’re so hot, fuck, you drive me crazy.” he says rushed, kissing you again, melting his mewls and pants into it.

You feel the roughness of his hands playing with your tits already, kneading so desperately you think he must’ve been itching to do just that this entire time. You like it with him, how it’s so dirty and quick, but still passionate enough to keep you wanting more.

“Fuck, wanna see them, please, please.” he whines as he salivates even more, playing with your nipples through the fabric, cheeks red and flushed, pathetically humping your cunt with his boner. “No, be a good bunny and fuck me good.”

He’s sniffling and tears stain his lashes, yet he still nods obediently, humping your cunt like he’s just restless enough to not pull out his dick and put it in—it’s the hottest thing ever.

But eventually the fabric feels rough against your skin, and you hiss, taking it upon yourself to pull out his cock from his pants.

God, his tip is red, leaky— it’s gross, a testament to how he gets with you and you love it. “Come on baby—bunny, fuck me.” you look up at him with wide, doe eyes and it immediately has him nodding frantically, missing your entrance once before he completely bottoms out, suffocatingly filling you up in one push—you’ll just never get used to his size.

“Always so mean, you’re always so mean to me.” he dumbly babbles, tongue out as he fucks into you maniacally, getting lost in your pussy.

“But you’re in my cunt right now aren’t you?” you mock, knowing that’s always his end goal with you, his end prize.

You’re breathless, curling your toes the harder he snaps his hips. You’re used to how it is with Soobin, he’s always animalistic and unrhythmic, rubbing your clit like he has no idea what he’s doing. But that’s the fun in it, how inexperienced and pathetic he is.

“Gonna cum, gonna cum, are you? Are you?” he’s out of it, kissing your neck, biting, panicky as he nears his orgasm, that before you could respond, you’re already feeling his seed fill your cunt.

He can tell, he can tell when you didn’t get there so he’s already pulling your dress up over your tits, attaching his mouth on one of your nipples, pulling the other through his hands, playing with them till they become puffy and have you withering under him. “Fuck, fuck Soobie…just like that,” you moan, feeling his long fingers squeeze into your pussy, speeding up, trying to rip an orgasm out of you.

The tense of his arms, veins showing, cease once you arch your back and cum at getting a good look of his face— lips raw and red as he bit onto them for majority of the time, eyes wet and big, just silently begging you to cum on his fingers, you let yourself go, the tightening band finally snapping.

—————-

note. lol im not super duper confident but let me know how you guys feel about this one, feedback keeps me going

[thatsherastro]

Random Astro Notes Part 4:

Fire Sign Edition

If you are sensitive this post/page may not be for you. These are are general observations. Aspects & houses matter. Xoxo

Next up , Earth Signs

Yes sagittarius are lucky but no one gets to see the amount of adversity they face in order to obtain that luck.

Leo risings typically have broad shoulders , a muscular build or can be on the fuller side.

Sagittarius venus in a mans chart can be such a romantic and giving placement UNLESS it squares a virgo moon , now you have a freeloading , judgmental cheapskate that is looking for a woman to take care of them.

Leo moon women could notice that their moms make them feel like trophies. Bragging about them and then in private placing these people back on the shelf to collect dust.

Leo moon men can be EXTREME mamas boys

Aries NN will be placed into situations in this life where they have to defend & stand up for themselves.

Chiron in leo may have daddy issues as well as self esteem issues. There is also karma tied to children

Sagittarius women an be a little thicker at the bottom.

Sometimes You can spot an aries placement by the size of their forehead

Sagittarius is the comedian of the zodiac

Leo NN - please learn to shine & be OK with it. The house placement of your NN will show you in what area you need to learn this.

ALL of the fire signs make the best cheerleaders. They will cheer for you to accomplish your goals

Sagittarius can be hypocrites and at times may use their religion or philosophical beliefs as a cop out. Their motto is “ Do as I say, not as I do”

Aries are SUPER competitive, this is definitely the person you want on your team during a kickball game.

Sagittarius Venus can be attracted to people outside of their race.

Aries moon may come from a very violent home environment.

Thank you for reading 🫶🏾 I will be opening my bookings soon.

[catchingdaydreams]

House Wife Mithrun

He decides to live the quiet life with you after the events of the dungeon. As he slowly regains his desires the both of you agree that he can keep himself busy by taking care of the house. It's just a few tasks at first, generally keeping the house clean and what not. Simple tasks that can help gain routine. He is often very forgetful, especially towards his own health and hygiene. So you made sure you kept a check list of all the chores (and most importantly tasks for himself ) needed to complete.

He eventually gets the hang of doing mundane tasks again. And you couldn't help and spoil and praise him when he does. Little appreciations, tokens of gratitude were in the forms of soft kiss and warm praise. He further began craving your touch. Motivated for approval he seeks to pursue other tasks.

His first instinct was cooking. Bad idea, very terrible. He decided to surprise you too. So when one day you came home to Mithrun's surprise, you wouldn't have suspected that he somehow set the oven on fire while simultaneously the baked treats came out undercooked. Lucky you knew snow magic to extinguish the flames. He insisted that he wanted to increase the heat of the oven so the treats were done before you came home. You had to explain to him how it doesn't work like that. Turns out formally a rich ass elf who had servants cooking for him, and only eating 'camping style' while being a Canary, he would greatly lack basic cooking skills.

Yet you couldn't be mad at him. Him willingly wanting to do something, have the desire to do something and for you too made your heart ache. So you decided to show some of the basics to him. Senshi was more than interested to help out too when you asked for tips. His skills were slow to improve, but eventually (with many bandaids later) he became a beginner! And yes you banned him from using anything with fire for at least three months, unless you supervised him. His pouting was extremely difficult to withstand at first but you must not be persuaded by his puppy dog eyes.

Over time his cooking skills improved. He loved making noodle dishes, and found his passion for it. The only issue was that he keeps on making portions to feed a dungeon team, so many nights you have the Canneries over for dinner.

Eating such homely cooked meals were such a treat for you as it was for Mithrun. He took great satisfaction in feeding you. Unbeknownst to you, he liked seeing you eat Elven styled dishes and was extra cuddly with you afterwards. Particularly he likes to nuzzle himself on your stomach as you stroke your fingers through his hair. When you picked up on yourself gaining some weight from all the cooked meals, Mithrun is quickly to reassure you that nothing is wrong. Him kissing your stomach quickly made you stop feeling down about yourself, mostly cause your brain got fried.

And Mithrun's advances continue to grow. Some days he won't feed you unless he got a kiss from you. Don't call his bluff , he will literally teleport the food out of the house, he is that stubborn. He'll make excuses to touch your face, saying that there's crumbs there when there isn't. One day you even came home to him wearing the most frilly girly girl apron. At first he just brought it cause it was on sale (he's a cheapskate) but once he saw the look you were giving him, he made sure to wear it often.