#high paying best side hustle ideas

[hoshigray]

Sit down for this one, alright? How bout a gigolo! Toji, who stumbles upon you? The reader's friends pay for his services to help ease your stress from work, and you begrudgingly have to accept the offer. And when you finally meet him, it's a night that you were not prepared for you, mentally and physically.

A/n: camgirl! reader this, prostitute! reader that; motherfuckers, if you don't slap your favs onto the field right tf now!!?? Gege himself said that Toji is a manwhore for money and women, so you know I'm running with this idea :/ Lol but fr tho, this was a prompt that has been itching me, plus I love making these scenario thingies!! I outta write them for the other JJK men when I have the time (or maybe y'all can send asks *shrugs*). All ik is that this hot dilf bastard would make a fine gigolo, I'd happily be broke ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Cw: gigolo! Toji x fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - age difference (reader is at least in their mid/late-20s) - implied that reader isn't a virgin, but does try new things w/ Toji - Daddy kink - fingering (f! receiving) - breast fondling - prone bone + cowgirl/riding positions - scratching (m! receiving) - cervix fucking - pet names (baby, cutie, good girl, mama, princess, sweetheart, sweet thing) - praise - overstimulation - impact play; spanking (1x) - Toji lowkey simping for the cute, shy reader.

Wc: 2.2k

Gioglo! Toji...

...whose been in the field not as long as his hitman occupation, yet it's a side hustle he's good at. Like, extremely good at. His age and rough appearance wouldn't have you guess that he does this sort of thing; however, men and women sigh in heavenly familiarity just from the sheer mention of his name. When you venture deep into the streets, it's no surprise to the average goer that he is [if not one of] the best gigolo in the game. The younger male escorts find it hard to compete with him, but it's pointless going up against a man of his caliber.

...who enjoys the gigs even when going with it for all these years. Money was the only reason he turned to this hustle in the first place, so, surprisingly, he's continued with this for as long as he can. Especially now that he has two kids and is well past his younger prime, he still uses his body on clients who can't get enough of him. And the number of his customers has stayed steadily high (if not increasing by the day) throughout the years.

But who is he to call this lifestyle off? Easy cash all from some good sex? Toji has no complaints about this side hustle.

...who states he has no favorites among his clients. There are the faces he'll remember — his returning loyal customers — and then the faces only there for a quick fuck and never to be seen again. Not that Toji cares about such things at all. As far as he's concerned, he's only in it for the money. So, as long as the cash looks appealing, he doesn't care what he has to do or has to do it with. Besides, you should never mix your personal life with your profession, especially with a heavily explicit and raunchy one such as this. He lived by that motto all those years and will resume doing so. No matter how hard they plea with doe eyes for him to stay longer, he'll just give them what they want; his deep verdant eyes contrasting his raven hair, his titillating smirk on his scarred lips whispering dirty words to their ears, and his muscular body that put them under his spell in the sheets.

Toji swears he has no favorites. So he thought...

...who is a name you weren't familiar with until your friends came to you, and you expressed nothing but sheer horror after they explained. Apparently, as the most stressed and workaholic person in the group, they thought it'd be a good idea to pitch in and schedule you a night with the infamous Toji Fushiguro. You've practically begged them to reconsider, pull back from the deal, bargained, anything! Even so much as calling one of them ("Please, please, please just call this thing off!" "Sorry, Y/n. He already accepted the offer, so we can't get the money back. Plus, you're gonna be in good hands, I promise! I was with him once, and my body was never the same. I saw him the second time and, literally, my puss—" "OKAY, I GET IT, I'M HANGING UP, BYE!!").

Your objections were directed to deaf ears, so to say you were nervous the night of Toji's arrival was far from comprehension. Coming home from work was hard enough throughout the entire week, becoming difficult to stomach day by day when the fateful day came. Because you never had experience with an escort or playboy before — let alone one who's supposedly well-known to your friends and the streets! Blood running cold as you constantly look at the time, your foot thumping on the ground, and your fingers fidgeting as you wait for the stranger listed to take your virginity away. And with the sudden knock on your door, your heart almost lept out from your mouth. Oh, fucking Christ...

...who surveys your entire appearance after you open the door for him. And he takes his time drinking in your pretty figure, your smooth skin, the alluring scent of your floral lotion, and the cami romper that exhibits your shoulders and thighs to his liking. He notes you avert your gaze when his eyes find their way to yours, and he snickers. Already, he knows he'll have fun with this. "Hey, cutie," Toji says, his gruff tone rare to your ears. "Y'r name's Y/n, right? Heard about you from y'r friends, said they wanted me to treat you."

You gulp before replying. "Yes, that's me...Oh! Please come in, Mr. Fushigu—"

"Toji's enough, sweetheart." He corrects you before entering inside, taking his shoes off at the front and entering the living room. "Nice place ya got. Did'ja wanna do this here? Because I was told to take you out somewhere."

You open your mouth to answer, but you meekly retract yourself. Toji notices your quiet display, chewing on your bottom lip while playing with the tied straps of your romper on your shoulder. Damn, so fuckin' cute. He walks up to you and brings a hand to lightly seize your chin with his thumb and forefinger, and you almost want to scream at the older man examining you like some treasure. "Ya nervous?" You give a shy nod. "Aww, y're a cute lil' thing, huh?"

With hot cheeks, you avert your gaze away from him again. Your modesty amused the older man, "Relax, baby. I'm gonna take good care of you, ya hear? If y're feelin' any pain or somethin', be sure to tell me." He has you turn to him again, caressing your cheek with his warm forefinger. Your lips quiver with anxiousness when you give another nod to him. And with that silent confirmation, you've accepted what happens next.

...who enjoys breaking you down as the night goes on. He has you on your bed with your back against his chest, and he does what he can to warm your body up to him. His big hands grope your breasts and tweeze your erect nipples until one slithers down to your drenched panties and forces a finger between your slick-coated folds. Your whimpers seep past your pretty lips, gasps of air exiting your system when the man kisses your neck and sucks on your skin.

"Mmmm, so tight 'round my fingers, mama," his hoarse voice vibrates his chest. You melt while he nibbles on your ear. "Spread them legs wide fr' me." With quivering limbs, you try to do what you're told, and more wails exit your mouth as he pushes his digits to and fro from your leaky chasm.

And the moment he finally has his dick inside you? Oh, Toji relishes the sensation of you around him. Fucking so deep in the prone bone position, he hammers his pelvis to your ass, and his balls smack onto your vulva coated in slick and come. Your moans fuel him to go harder and faster; the sight of you griping the sheets beneath and your ass jolting with every thrust turns him on too much.

"Haaah—Ahhhh!! Toji, oh God," it was your first time ever in this position, and it's so intense and electrifying with how harsh the older man propels himself to you. His cock scraping your most sensitive walls, you had given up concealing your screams long ago. "It's too much for—Mmmph!! 'S too muuuch..."

"Feelin' good there, princess?"

"Nmmph!! Y-Yess," drool starts to pool on the pillow you're resting on, but you're too occupied to feel ashamed of this lewd image you're exhibiting. "Feels so good, so goo—Ohhoooo!!" Your brows trench with eyes sewn shut, and your climax begins to climb quickly. With a choked cry, you come on Toji's dick for the second time that night, tears wetting the pillowcase while your cunt flutters on him as you release.

Regardless, Toji still ruts into you even when you're under a blissful haze, not until he's done with you. "Good girl, cummin' on my dick like that — Nmmph!!" He pulls out of you, spilling his load onto you, covering your asscheeks and lower back.

...who was surprised to see you again after a week, scheduling him with you on another weekend. Not like he had any objections to it, absolutely not. Because when he sees you give him a bashful smile and wave, he can't help but smirk and walk in your direction. "Well, hey, sweet thing." He'd greet and kiss your cheek before wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "Liked how I took care of you last time?"

You'd pull your stare to the ground yet give him a curt nod, the older man only finding your interaction adorable. "Uh-huh..." And Toji wastes no time wrapping an arm around your waist and walking with you to the nearest hotel.

And he's even more perplexed to see you two weekends after that...and the other two after that...Gradually, you've become a frequent client of his. That fact alone is enough to have him drop what he's about to do to have availability for you.

...who'd start to find himself slowly attracted to you the more you see him. It wasn't about the money when it came to you. In fact, no one knows you pay him significantly lower than the others. Can you blame him, though? When a doll like you always offers him to stay the night at your play after sex or treat him to meals sometimes, it's hard for the man to not feel some type of way about you. The two of you are aware that this relationship is founded on sex for the sake of your stress relief. Yet as the days go on, it's difficult for Toji to not fall in love and be enamored with your charming and sweet self.

Nevertheless, he'd be lying if he said the sex wasn't good between you two. Because it's quite the opposite, especially as Toji observes how sexually free you become with his visits. Whether it be you scratching on his back while he drills his dick into you, marking his tanned skin of your nails ("Oh, my God! I'm so sorry about that!" You'd apologize profusely, but he'd counter with a chuckle. "It's fine, cutie. It's not the first time I got scratched up by a kitten."). Or whether you'd allow him to convince you to try other positions — like his favorite, the full nelson.

Or, in times like this, when you'd have more confidence than before and ask if you'd ride him. And with a grin, Toji lies back and watches you bounce on his cock. An erotic image that he'd love to keep in his memory for as long as he can.

"Ohhh...Hmmm—Ahhnnn!!" Your cries as you straddle him in a desperate tempo, taking in his girth inch by inch, are music to his ears. The view of your beautiful, sweaty, hot body hopping on his dick is recorded with lustful forest-green eyes. "Ahhhh!! Feels so good, Toji, so—Ahhhh!!!"

"Not so fast there, sweetheart." Toji smacks your bare ass, prompting you to come down and lay your head on his shoulder. You look to see his eyes peer down to your teary ones."What's my name again?"

"Hmmm, sorry, Daddy," you correct yourself, your cunt twitching on his length when the title slips out. "Pleaseeee, forgive me—Eeeiiii!! Oh, Jesus..."

Toji grabs your butt with his hands, propelling them downward to match the jerk of his hips, and the tip of his length makes contact with your cervix. Choked sobs strain out from your throat as he kisses your temple. "Good girl, that's my fuckin' girl..."

Oh, fucking shit! It's coming. It's coming! "Daddy, please, I'm about to cum...Ohhhh, gonna cum—Mmmph!!" The older man silences you with his lips on yours, and you follow suit by wrapping your arms around his neck to deepen the passionate kiss. The motion of your hips goes erratic with his, your orgasm coming up for the both of you with the increased speed. It's there you two succumb to climaxing, the walls of your slit clasping around his cock while he pumps the last of his essence into you. Groans and whimpers are exchanged between clingy mouths.

A wave of calm soon calms the air and your sweaty frames stick together. He resumes kissing you until your sensitive body has had enough, removing your lips from his teasing teeth. "Thank you, Toji. Thank you..."

Even out of breath, his scarred lip uproots to a smirk. "Y're so fuckin' cute, ya know that, mama?"

...who understands he's breaking his own rule when it's just you. It's never good mixing business with personal life. He was in it for the money from the start, and that mentality has done him well throughout the years. Do whatever the clients ask, take the money, and move on. Can't attach yourself to them. Now, he's found himself going against his motto; enjoying his time with you more than any of the others he's been with, looking forward to seeing you again to enjoy having you to himself. Whenever you aren't around him, it's evident that you will cloud his mind until you text or call.

But as he's stated before: as long as their cash in front of him and both parties get what they want, there's no need to have favorites...However, as long it's just you, he'll always be willing to make an exception.

#𝑯𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊 ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ 𝑾𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔: 𝑺𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒔 #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #jjk x you #jjk imagines #jjk headcanons #toji fushiguro smut #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x you #toji smut #toji x reader #toji fic #toji x y/n #toji headcanons #dilf toji #fushiguro toji x you #fushiguro toji x reader #fushiguro toji smut

[wolven91]

You Will Be Snugged

Sqwee checked his paperwork which caused his eyes to go wide. He read it again, then a third time.

There was a human due to dock today and he was marked as their escort for the station. It was the third time Squee had met a human, to meet one was like winning the lottery, to meet three over the course of a few months was like winning the lottery three times in a row whilst getting struck by lightning.

"I got 'human duty' again..." Squee mumbled, reading the side comments offered by the upper administration.

"Haha, good luck Sqwee, 'human duty', god I couldn't handle that!" Shouted a delightfully smug voice.

"Go cough up a hairball Daw." Sqwee snapped back, more on impulse than paying attention to them. The notes on the file made mention of how the other two humans had praised Squee for his attention to their needs, his welcoming attitude and openness which 'showed humanity how welcoming chintians can be'. His application to become a guardian, had been fast tracked, all because of the human's comments.

"Again?" Asked another voice, a different colleague leant over his chair to read the confidential message. "...So this must be one of the human scattering paths? It's the only reason they keep appearing..." They murmured, talking to themselves.

"Well keep it to yourself, you now how dangerous it is for them. Information like that is valuable to the wrong people..." Squee retorted, turning off his computer to go meet his new ward. He ran his hands through his whiskers as he left the office, leaving his colleague to their discussion.

Sqwee was a rotund creature. Not because he was fat, but because his fur was 'poofy'. As a chintian, they were well known for their luxurious fur which was not just silky and thick, but deliciously soft too. Squee tried everything as he hustled towards the docking bays to get his fur in order. It was important! Especially for the humans! He had a damn fine idea as to why they liked him.

When the last two humans arrived on the scene and made it clear that they had zero respect for personal space and every intention to pick up and stroke and squeeze and pamper any chintian that got in their way. Squee discovered that most were frustrated or even angry at them for showing this kind of attention.

In the end, general opinion was to just deal with the exuberant human and move on with one's life. It was, however, always hilarious to watch someone else to have to deal with a human from a distance so you could point and laugh at them as any protest from them was ignored completely.

Sqwee had a secret, however.

He loved the way humans treated him. He adored it!

He wasn't just a clerk with a human. He wasn't a nuisance or an irritation. Humans wanted him, to help them. They seemingly universally adored his fur and gave it high praise. Sqwee loved it when they complimented his fur. He was very proud of it. He couldn't even remember the last time someone other than a human had given him, even a passing compliment.

He wasn't alone by any means. A compliment to one's fur is high praise for a chintian at least, but many were taken aback by their... enthusiasm.

So here Squee was. Stood at the bottom of the ramp and his new ward was due to step through the bulkhead at any moment. He'd do his very best for them and show them just how wonderful chintians could be. They may only be a foot tall, but chintian's had their own culture just as big as an ursidain! Bigger even!

It was the first step that was important. First impressions.

When the bulkhead did hiss, unlock and fly open with a whoosh, a new human stood there in all their glory, blinking into the station lights.

Squee assumed it was a she, and an older one at that. Her skin was exposed with no fur apart from a greying patch atop her head. Her features weren't wizened like the elderly, but there was wisdom and experience there. Oh how Squee wanted to hear her stories... But first!

The human glanced down and caught sight of the foot tall, chinchilla-like alien. Her eyes lit up, a wide smile cracked her face and she bounded forwards down the ramp.

Sqwee, aware of the likely events about to unfold, raised his arms up as if reaching out for her. When she snatched him up, he was pressed underneath her chin, folded within her arms and they both span once in a small circle until he was pulled from her and held at arm's length.

"Well you're the most adorable thing I've ever seen!" Came a kindly voice from the alien. "I sure hope you're my guide!"

He smiled softly to himself, relishing in the loving embrace and warmth the humans gave out so willingly. She spoke as if he were just an animal, and at first there had been mild insult, until the very first human had explained that they'd never met a chintian before and didn't know there were sentients smaller than a human. To be fair, aside from chintians, geckins, and sluggats there weren't any smaller races that Squee could recall.

"Look at you! You're too fluffy! Much too fluffy!"

'Yes I am.' he thought privately to himself, grinning at the praise.

#conservationverse #cuddleverse #haso #hfy #humans are space orcs #human #furry #human x furry #chintian #chinchilla

[hyper-pixels]

How to Grow Up

A guide on how to grow up. It was originally posted by @/friendliness but half the links were broken. So I took what links weren't broken and added other links and more things to know.

This is USA based resources

Personal

Reasons to Stay Alive – A Tumblr post of 116 reasons to stay alive by @/friendliness.

How to Get Better At Asking for Help – Website is Harvard Business Review. The article is “5 Ways to Get Better At Asking for Help” by Wayne Baker.

What to do if you Can’t Afford Therapy – Website is Psych Central and the article is by Steven Rowe.

How to Quit Smoking – “The 22 Best Ways to Quit Smoking” by Debra L. Gordon and David L. Katz M.D. from the Healthy Digest.

How to Legally Change your Name – Website is Forbes.

Wanna Learn Something New? – A Tumblr post made by @/hamletthedane with various new things to try from language learning to ballet.

Free Harvard Courses – Harvard University’s free online courses.

Getting a New Computer? – A quick and dirty comprehensive guide by WIRED on what to look for.

How to Sew – Website is Autodesk Indestructibles. The article is “How to Sew” by Jessyratfink. Having a small sewing kit (that you can pick up from nearly any craft store) is super handy and has saved my life and clothes.

What to Look For in Clothes – A YouTube video by Alyssa Beltempo titled “How to Identify High Quality vs. Poor Quality Clothing | Slow Fashion”. Here’s a WikiHow [x] if a YouTube video isn’t your style.

Home

What’s a mortgage? – Website is realtor.com and the page is called “What is a Mortgage? Home Loan Basics Explained” by Cathie Ericson.

First Apartment Checklist – A checklist PDF. Here’s another link to a Tumblr checklist [x] 

What to Ask Landlords Before Renting? – “25 Questions To Ask a Landlord When Renting a Home” by Morgen Henderson.

What’s Renter’s Insurance? – Website is Forbes Advisor. The article is by Jason Metz and titled “How to Get Renters Insurance”.

Plant Care – A master list of how to care for plants made by @/difficults

Job

Time Management – Website is Entrepenuer and has 10 time management tips. One I personally recommend is keeping a physical calendar book on hand. I keep mine in my bag with a designated pen.

Finding the right job – Website is The Muse and it has 13 free career assessment tests.

Make a resume – Website is Resume Now. Many hirers look at your name, the middle of the page (where your experience list is) and skim the rest.

Job Interview Tips – Website is Linkedin. The article is titled “10 Job Interview Tips to Land The Career of Your Dreams” by Caren Merrick.

How to Write a Cover Letter – Website is The Writing Center. University of Winsconsin, Madison. It’s titled “Writing Cover Letters” and I can’t find the author.

Money

Couponing! – Website is Coupon Database :: Southern Savers. It has a list of mobile apps for coupons to places.

Call 211 for Help – the website leads to 211.org. It's anonymous and can help you get connected to food programs, paying bills and things like doctor appointments. Here’s a Tumblr post about it [x] by @/poessionisamyth

Groceries! – This is a Tumblr meme post, but scrolling through tags/reblogs/replies and there’s plenty of good tips. The post is by @/charlotten

What To Do if You Can’t Pay Your Bills – Website is Nolo. The article is “When You Can’t Pay Your Bills: Thiings To Know” that was updated by Amy Loftsgordon. 

Are You Paying Too Much for Your Phone Bill? – An article by Beht Beverman titled “How Much is Too Much to Pay for a Cell Phone Bill?”.

54 Ways to Save Money – Website is America Saves.

How to Do Taxes – Website is Wiki-How.

The 70/20/10 Method – Website is Business Insider. The Article is “A Beginners Guide to the 70-20–10 Budgeting Method” by Paul Kim.

Side Hustle Ideas – Website is Forbes. “30 Side Hustle Ideas To Make Extra Money In 2024” by Krista Fabregas.

Emergency

Your Rights When a Cop Pulls you Over – Website is Business Insider. Cops are allowed to lie to you, and they will, so be careful.

Hotline List – The website is DoSomething.org. Depression/Suicide, domestic abuse, child abuse and runaway/homeless/and at-risk youth hotlines.

What to Keep in Your Car – Website is MentalFloss. I live in a snowy area that gets blizzards and bad ice. I keep blankets, water and other aids in my car as well as a knife and road flare. I also own a self jumping car battery and it has saved my ass more than once. Heimlich Maneuver – A one minute video by the Mayo Clinic.

The Heimlich Maneuver on Yourself – A one minute video by The List Show TV.

What to Keep in Your Wallet – Website is PureWow. The article is by Rachel Bowie. Keep your drivers license, medical insurance card, and an emergency contact in your card. If you have a pet home alone make sure that you have a card detailing this. Free printable one here [x]

Traveling

Packing List – Website is Smarter Travel.

Traveling with Little to No Money – Website is Nomadic Matt.

How to Pack a Suitcase – Website is Real Simple. The article is by Thersa O’Rourke.

How to Apply for a Passport – Website is WikkiHow.

Making a Travel Budget – Website is Travel Made Simple. “How to Make a Travel Budget” by Ali Garland

#how to grow up #list #housing #living on your own #insurance #traveling #may update more and refine over time

[screamdream3828]

hi hope ur having a good day! i was wondering if you recreate the “let me go” tara and sam scene except its sam and reader ? you could choose the ending wether it’s angsty or fluff and please feel no pressure if u dont like the idea

Hey! Sorry it took so long, but I hope you enjoy!

Moving to New York hadn’t been your idea, or something you’d ever have considered before.

You liked a quieter life style, slower and more relaxed. The hustle and bustle of city life never appealed to you.

That’s why you seemed like one of the high school grads who would never step foot out of your hometown Modesto - and that fine. You were content.

Before the college season started, you worked part time at a small bowling alley. It wasn’t great - both the pay and the screaming kids, and even more annoying parents. But it was a job.

That’s how you met her, Sam. She started a few weeks after you, guarded and closed off. You could work with that, you reasoned at the time - focus on the job at hand instead of wasting time talking.

Then as you begun to spend more time together, you both grew close and she started to open up. You knew she had issues with her family, and fled home.

That had made you laugh, the fact she chose Modesto to seek refuge in. At the same time, you opened up about how you had no great big plans in life - how you would settle for basics.

After work, you would both go for drinks, sometimes at a bar or often at her shitty apartment, crouched so close together you could feel the huff of her breath as she passed you a glass.

You were friends. Perhaps each other’s only friend. Sometimes the line would blur. You’d spend too long staring at Sam’s arms, watching the muscles flex. 

Or she would give you a soft, reserved smile then blush, and look away before you could even process the action.  

She was attractive, you knew that. But you didn’t want to ruin the tentative friendship you had both created - so you didn’t say anything, burying the feelings so deep within you, hoping they would dissipate. 

The bowling alley wasn’t busy, it was small and off the highway. This meant there weren’t many staff employed, but when a student dropped out - the manager introduced Richie.

You disliked him from the start. He was obnoxious and the sound of his voice rattled you. For some reason, Sam enjoyed his company so you tolerated his presence, barely.

Not even three months later, they were dating. It was a hard pill to swallow, to see the girl you liked date a guy as infuriating as Richie. But it wasn’t your place to say anything. 

The next events felt like a blur. A nightmare you couldn’t shake. Woodsborough. You hadn’t even wanted to go, to leave the complacency of Modesto. 

Sam needed you. Her sister was hurt, and she was scared. So it was a no brainier, you drove her home and tried to ignore Richie’s annoyingly loud voice blaring at you from the back of the car. 

Though as much as you disliked him - it was a shock to see his smirk as he buried a glinting knife into your abdomen. 

All you heard was Sam’s frantic screams, calling out your name as your eyes slowly drifted shut - succumbing to the darkness enveloping you.

It wasn’t fatal, the wound. Two centimetres right and it would’ve been - the doctor explains as you come to in a hospital room apparently days later.

Sam is by your side, eyes widened with fear but also relief as she envelops you into a tight hug. The whole thing brings you both closer together, somehow. Sam grows fiercely more protective, unwilling to let you or Tara out of her sight. 

She proposes New York - a fresh start, and as much as you don’t like changes, you can’t deny her anything so you agree. 

It isn’t your ideal place. It’s too busy, to many people - and this enhances your fears anyway. Wherever you look, you expect to see Ghostface standing in front of you, or Richie - brandishing his knife, wearing that same grin. 

Sam tries her best to reassure you, promises you she won’t let anyone hurt you again. That you were safe. 

Things are undoubtably different - and you aren’t surprised when she sneaks into your room one night, meeting your eye and crashing her mouth to yours with a passion you knew she’d posses. 

You spend more time kissing and doing .. other things than talking. Things are never defined or labelled, Sam isn’t your girlfriend - you remind yourself through gritted teeth as she’s hit on again by the guy who lives across the street. 

Then the killings start again. You think it would be safe, or at least safer in a big city, that you could hide in the crowds.

But whoever dons the mask this time, is much more calculated and ruthless. They chase down your group, butchering Anika and injuring Mindy.

It’s scary, and relentless. So you really hope the plan at the abandoned movie theatre would work. 

If it were a movie, you and Sam would confess your feelings before the whole debacle, profess your love for each other then meet your untimely demise. 

But it isn’t a movie, and the only thing Sam says is her repeated promise that she won’t let anyone hurt you. As much as you trust her, you are beginning to lose hope at this point. 

The reveal stuns you, at how Richies family were involved - how they orchestrated the whole thing. Revenge, for killing their beloved son - if you weren’t about to be killed, you might have laughed at the irony - the absurdity.

Alongside the Carpenter sisters, you fight back with as much tenacity as you can manage. You replace the crippling fear with a burning anger, fuelled by the adrenaline pumping through your veins.

You're naive enough to think it’ll be over, that you’ll get away - climbing to what Tara spots as another exit. The worst of it had come and gone, surely.

It happens in slow motion, and you feel your heart drop to your stomach like you were riding a rollercoaster. You lose your footing, the bullets ricocheting around you as Detective Bailey chuckles loudly. 

Sam watches you, desperately clinging to your hand - hers stained and sticky with blood as she promises things you know she can’t guarantee.

The air whips as Ethan lunges at you, knife slicing through nothingness as he chortles with the same sick satisfaction as his older brother.

Sam can’t hold you for much longer, and Tara is too far away to help. You hear another maniacal laugh and spot Quinn, bloody and crazed as she stands only mere feet away.

There isn’t anything else to do, and you can’t let Sam stand there forever, holding your hand in her own for an eternity. She needs to leave, to gather Tara and get away, to safety. 

You’re not one for dramatics usually, and perhaps the wording is a bit too movie climax but you mean every word. 

“Let me go Sam”. She ignores you at first, still trying to pull you up, so you meet her gaze. “You need to let me go”

She shakes her head, “No. no. We’ll find a way, we’ll ...” Her voice garbles together as she rants, still trying to find a solution that won’t come. 

“You have to let me go” You tell her, seeing Quinn move closer, hearing Tara call for her big sister.

Sam’s eyes shine and you think she’s going to say something, to refuse again. You offer her a weak smile, eyes doing all the talking. 

You won’t give them the satisfaction of hearing your last words, won’t let them revel in your misfortune of confessing your love to someone who you won’t get the chance to love.

Then you wrench your hand from her slippery grip and plummet down with a loud bang.

#scream #scream 6 #scream 5 #sam carpenter #sam carpenter x reader #scream 2023 #scream one shot #tara carpenter #mindy meeks #sam carpenter x fem reader #scream request #scream requests #scream prompt

[3-dsimp]

What does medic do when the nurse mc dresses up like a elf for Christmas? But sensually ~

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The Medic

Santa’s little helper

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Cw: suggestive, Slight degradation, Bondage, humiliation

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It was the season to be jolly so the Medic decided to dress up festive for the occasion for when he gifts his self destructive concoctions to the addicted rotten individuals of the criminal world to maintain good relations and funds towards the squad.

However before he could start distributing the drugs to his avid customers a little minx decided to show up and pull him from his line of work by wearing a joke gift of a sexy elf costume given by a close friend to wear to work as a dare.

He simply couldn’t let them go undisciplined for such insubordination and so this brought him to a certain sadistic idea that made him feel giddy with how his cute nurse would pay the repercussions from it.

“Why’re are you squirming so much my dearest elf? Didn’t you want my attention from how enticing you dressed?“

The Medic smiled deviously enjoying the way his nurse quivered in his lap in embarrassment as their punishment for distracting him when he was concentrated on making drugs that’ll sell like hotcakes for a high price as his side hustle.

“Is Santa’s lap not comfortable enough for you, hmm? Well that’s unfortunate since I’m in dire need of a lap warmer, and who better to help me other than my slutty helper elf“

His darling nurse was all beautifully wrapped up in ropes of pink silken ribbons. Having their wrists strapped together to properly pinned up high to the sky with their thighs widely spread out to expose their assets for all to see should anyone pay him a visit inside the laboratory. While he revels in the sight of his darlings flustered hot tears of shame running down their cheeks.

The Medic was certain that teasing his darling nurse and making them suffer so deliciously was the best gift of all.

#yandere male x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere drabble #yandere scenarios #yandere blurb #yandere x reader #yandere male #yandere oc #yandere hitman #yandere medic #yandere hitman x reader #yanderecore #yandere headcanons #yandere hitman squad

[poetryinsilence]

Friday Night Fever

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x Female!Reader

Warning🚨: 18+ Content!! Minor blood kink/teasing, dirty talk, pet names-ish, hair pulling, etc.

A/n: Sweet anon came in with the idea of karaoke night with Jake and I absolutely adore this. I do apologise this took forever! Reader has a Coyote Ugly moment cuz, let's be honest, it’s the best part of the film! Anyway! Fuck me rough and be soft to me *cough*

Tags: @callmemana @dempy @shanimallina87 @hotch-meeeeeuppppp (sorry i constantly forget to tag😅)

“Ladies and gentlemen,” his voice bellows out the break room, lips tugged with that troublemaker expression. “Our dearest Penny has informed me that ye o’ Hard Deck is having a karaoke night!”

The crowd stares at Hangman in confusion, stating nothing special but the usual Friday night events. You rolled your eyes at him in annoyance. What shenanigans had he thought of this time?

“Which means, all of you are in attendance! However,” his tongue clicks. “I wanna propose something a little more…challenging.”

The pilots attentively straighten up from their seats. Hangman’s propositions are attractive, to say the least, but a chance for anyone to beat him at anything and watch him get bested has always been a treat.

You audibly smirk and give him a side glance. “Well, what are you suggesting, Bagman?”

Those fern-green eyes gaze right into yours. “I’m suggesting a sing-off. Anyone, and I do mean anyone, that can outdo me in karaoke will be rewarded handsomely.”

“Which is?”

“I’ll do anything you want.” He said, temptingly.

“Oh, this will be like stealing candy from a baby.” Rooster taunts.

"Actually, Rooster, I think I'll take this one. It seems like Hangman here can't get enough of his last ass beating." You jest.

Hangman’s raised an eyebrow at your remark, speaking with a low hum. "I don't think we should have our bedroom talk out in public, Sugar."

You retort with a curtsey smile. "The only living person willing to stay in your bedroom is you and your right hand." His mouth mockingly hangs open. "And when I win—"

"If."

"I will win. You will pay for my bar tabs for a whole year straight."

"Just a year? You're being too nice to me."

"I didn't say I won't treat the rest of the crew too. Just make sure you're financially stocked up." The crowd oohs and claps to the generous offer laid out on the table. You lean to one side and cross your arms, and a smug look cuts across your face.

He shrugs and lets out a breathy laughter. "Fine. And when I win, well...you'll soon find out."

He took a step closer with only a breathing distance; squaring you off face to face, gaze cutting the tension stifling in the air. His figure stands half a foot taller than you, broad and suppressing, any regular person would quiver standing next to him.

But, to you, he's nothing but a Hollywood wannabe that’s filled with too much ego and pride. A glitz façade with no real honour. He is the type of person you despise the most, but out of all that bullshit, you do acknowledge the skills he holds when flying.

Maybe just a slither of honour.

“Well, the rules are simple: you get one song, one round. The person that gets the rowdiest crowd wins.”

“Just that? This will be a cakewalk.” You sneer.

“I’ll have you know Bradshaw’s not the only one with pitch-perfect, tenor vocals.” Hangman slides his toothpick in between his lips and chomps down, holding a fiendish grin that prickles you with rage. “Good luck, Sugar. You’ll need it.”

“Yo, did he just compliment me?” Rooster blurts out.

*

Friday nights. When the clock strikes, the whole town comes to life. The hustle and bustle of every living person looking for a grand time to spend their weekend until Monday rolls around again. It’s no different at The Hard Deck with aviators, civilians and bartenders shuffling back and forth, drinks piling high and dusting off Penny’s karaoke machine sitting at the far back corner of the bustling bar, collecting dust and sand.

The machine kicked into sound once more as you watched with boredom from afar; Hangman devouring the mic with slobber and serenading a crowd of machismo pilots. Of course, he would choose 'Rebel Yell' to entice any cheap tricks. The raging and sweat-filled testosterones of a bunch of high schoolers. You took a shot at the rest of the patrons, divested in muttering conversations. Lady Luck has her ways, and she will always be in your favour.

With the last note sung- sorry, screamed, the song finally ended with an array of applause out of "commiseration" as he was congratulated and high-fived off the stage, snatching a beer off one of the starstruck patrons while strutting his back to you.

"Hope you enjoyed that 5-minute glory of yours. It's probably the one you'll ever see." you deadpanned.

Jake beamed, swirling around the beer in its container. "Well, I can't wait to see what you could do with that mouth of yours. Show me what you are made of."

Your lips curl into a sneer; tearing the beer from his grasp and down the hatch, licking your lips clean. The fizzle and icy sensation fuelled that rhythmic thump, boiling at the base of your stomach, just waiting and waiting for the moment that could no longer be contained. Oh, you’re going to make him eat his words. Every. Last. One. Of. Them.

The stride in your walk shows no mercy, it crackles with every step knocked onto the hardwood floor. You are going to war.

Your knuckle punched the spring of the karaoke machine, picking up the microphone off the counter and swinging it dandily like a lasso. If Hangman wants competition, he’ll get competition.

The elasticity of your hair tie pings off with a flick of a finger, and the silky strands sway in all their glory, catching a few in awe. One adrenaline-rushing leap and you caught yourself on the bar table, clientele shuffling away their beers to make room for you. Steel toe boots tap on the surge of beat, the guitar intro strum to the rhythm of your heart and the heat of the room rising through the air.

You smile, channelling the drive for speed you'd normally feel in the force of your jet, now feeling that same exhilaration for the music surrounding the room. Let it rip!

One way, or another, I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya One way, or another, I'm gonna win ya I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya

Heads turn at the strong roar of your voice, stopping whatever mid-conversation that's less interesting than the electrifying performance of karaoke Blondie. Few shy singalongs gradually, with the coaxing of the dagger squad, an uproar of the entire bar shaking the crust of the Earth.

The infectious music and alcohol intoxication had you flying higher than cloud nine, a soar of venturesome washes over you and the initiation to an intimate invitation with an extended hand. You find yourself pressed up against another body, the simmering heat radiating off of them and hips swaying in synchronicity. Rolling with suggestive intentions.

Just as you are reaching your high, the sound of the karaoke machine powers down into dead silence. The crowd boos with disapproval as their fun was cut short by a sudden surprise.

“Sorry! Clumsy feet...”

You glare and find the cocky blonde jackass chuckling with pride in his shit-eating grin. Teeth grind with a squeak as you drop the microphone, sending obnoxious feedback through the speaker. The floorboard thumps with your heavy landing and shifts back to let you make your way for a fury entrance, fists digging into skin and bone.

“Wow, hell of a performance. Shame you didn’t get to finish it, though. Guess, uh… I won!” He smirks, leaning contently against the jukebox kicking back into gear with its familiar tunes.

“Should’ve known with your cheap tricks…you just can’t bear to lose, can you, Golden Boy?”

A hand shove past his chest to tear him away from you. Any minute longer with Hangman would have your fist of rage first meeting with his very vulnerable, perfectly carved nose. And you won’t hear the end of this from your superiors.

“Bar fights, what are you? A bunch of college kids?”

Next thing you’d know, you’ll be scrubbing the lockers clean for weeks. With Bagman…

A rough push slams the bathroom door swinging with brute force. The rage threatens to escape from the walls of your bloodstream and unleash a relentless rampage. Though, you don’t want poor Penny to get caught in the crossfire and a trashed-up bathroom.

With a twist, the water runs free from the tap, overshooting its trajectory. Your hands dip under and cup the aquatic liquid, overflowing down the underside of your hand. The brisk sensation hits your face with an upward motion, extinguishing any remaining flame blazing from just mere minutes ago.

You glance in the mirror and the reflection stares back at you, tired and annoyed. You sigh, thoughts swim in a muddle inside your mind. Why do you always let him get under your skin? You know better, and yet, you couldn’t help it. Jumping at any opportunities you can get, just to see his reaction.

Turning the tap off, you lead yourself out the door. Maybe you should go home, the alcohol isn’t waning off anytime soon and sleep sounds half decent at this moment, the soft comfort of your plush pillows distantly calls for you. One foot out the door and your body smack dead with another.

“Oof, sorry…”

You look up to give a sincere apology but are met with a face you least wanted to see.

“Jesus Christ, Hangman. Take a fucking hint.”

“Funny, that should be my line.”

You bite down your tongue and manoeuvre around to get out of his way. There’s no point in having this conversation, it’ll only lead to more arguments. But his arm extends, blocking your only means of exit. He leans close enough that you catch the scent of beer from his breath.

“Tell me, are you just pretending, or do you really not have a clue at all?” His voice hushes and slips into your ear with a tremble.

“What are you talking about?”

His hand subdues the base of your neck, one forcible shove and your back is met with the bathroom wall in a strike of pain.

“Don’t play dumb with me. You, dancing on that bar with that fucking scuzz drooling all over you. Looking so fucking sexy swaying your hips. I should’ve stopped you sooner but,” he exhaled. “I would’ve fucked you on that bar top, right there and then.”

His hand runs up your neck and thumb gently trails the outline of your lip. Your breath catches at the back of your throat in a sharp sting—simmering heat pools on the very edges and tingles at your core, both enticing and frightening.

“I’m gonna ask you this one more time,” a low growl emits from his chest, “What, are you fucking play at?”

The sharp edge of his nail gently teases and nips at your delicate skin, heart racing and hammering against your ribcage, choking out from a whimper and progressively growing to an incredulous chuckle. Now laughter resounds in travesty.

"Jake,” you purred, “why would I want to play dumb with you? That would be a terrible insult to you, no?”

You peer coyly under dark hooded eyes, pillow lips bare a small gap, enough for your canine to nip the pad of his thumb to draw a few drops of blood. A graceful smile decorated your features as you took his thumb deeper, gently sucking the sweet crimson mixing with your own— tongue running down his digit.

Jake withdraws with a hiss, coating a red gloss on your lips that gossamer with his touch for a brief tick. His gaze dwells on the mess he made, a fine trickle down your chin and your deep-set eyes bore into his, awaiting his response. Or, how he will respond.

His absolves to a breathy chuckle, something flickered behind those emerald eyes, a dense forest with its secrecy behind the greens, now mirroring yours with a hazy suggestion. If, on the outside looking at the both of you— a corrupted relationship. Then, terror would consume you at any moment. Then let this moment be now— in prepotent lust turmoiled behind closed doors.

“On second thought,” a tension gradually sinks around your neck, “I’d like my prize now, Sugar.”

Without hesitation, Jake's hungry mouth claimed stake of you, tongue lapping in circles. A hand still asserting its weight on your airway, pulling you closer to his kiss. Another searched its way from the shape of your breast and down with a mean grip on your ass.

A moan spills free in between breaths, fingers clawing at the gloss tiles as your back arches in response, rolling your hip against his growing bulge. He snarls, snapping away from the kiss and grabbing a fistful of your hair, tipping you to face him.

"I'm gonna fuck you until you forget your own name," Jake growls, a deep guttural sound that sends a shockwave between your legs.

The thought of that amuses you. Whether you and he ended up tangled with one another was accidental, or was all that banter with Jake led you to fucking him all planned from the beginning. You let out a weak chuckle.

"Let's see what you could do with that mouth of yours."

Jake tears off your clothes without missing a beat, peeling your uniform off from limb to limb and discarding it mindlessly aside. Giving your body an overlook, stripped down to nothing but your bra and panties, he made a guttural sound and brought himself onto his knees. A picturesque sight for both of you.

What he wants is just a thin piece of fabric away. Then, he will have you under him. Weak, trembling, begging for him not to stop. And you would cum with him buried deep inside you that your mouth holds nothing but his name.

Your remaining panty finally strips away from you, revealing a pool of mess dripping down your inner thigh. His prize. Lay bare in front of him as he rightfully earned. His finger traces along your fold, slick trickling its way down his digit— rewarding him with a flustered whimper.

Jake smirks at this melody tune, a goad to his ego. His darken gaze flickered up to you as he spoke:

“Get ready, Sugar.”

A sharp gasp throws your head back in ecstasy; your mind dissolves in white heat and pleasure. Jake nuzzles his mouth to your cunt, tongue brushing all over and motions relentlessly on your sensitive spot. You could feel your knees about to give out. The room spins with the shortness of breath. The feeling cautiously creeps closer to the edge, your hands entangled in his soft locks and tugging lightly. Close, you’re so close. But he pulls back.

The disappointing groan mutters from your lips; shooting a deadly glare his way. Just when it was getting good, he hangs you out to dry.

Jake hums in satisfaction, amused by your annoyance. His tongue swipes himself clean, savouring every last drop of you.

Hands tread up the curve of your ass and along the small of your back, drawing attention to the goosebumps trailing behind. His mouth finds yours with force, giving you a taste of your own— a sweet sugary scent. Unbeknownst to you, his hand unclasped your bra in one smooth motion, now added to your clothes pile.

Being fully naked isn’t an alien feeling to you. Yet, under Jake’s gaze, you couldn’t help but feel a shift of embarrassment looming. But he’s unaware of your nerves. Jake is trained into your figure and the now exposed peaks of your breasts like a hound dog.

One hand cups your left breast, supple skin soft to the touch, almost spilling out of his grasp. His calloused fingers roll your delicate nipple in a gentle tug. Granting him an arousal moan into the shivers in his ear.

The last straw snaps in his brain. Though he thought he could ease you in slowly, it seems Jake needs to bury him deep inside you immediately.

His grasp finds purchase at the back of your head again; assertive, but not enough to hurt you. Your feet fail to keep up with his pace, as he cages you between the sink.

Face smother up against the mirror reflecting back your barren figure— skin glistening sweat and bent over in exhibition. You tried to avert your gaze, but a hand yanks you back in place. Body poised with docile vice; all chipped away from their devoted virtues, by the hand reigned at the base of your hair.

Your skin flashes pink in this unsightly position; fingers gripping the edge of the ceramic sink as your lifeline, stasis in your place, you look up at him.

Jake doesn’t hide the malignant smile plastered on his face. He wears it well. With you under his submission, leans in close so that his breath gently brushes against the shell of your ear.

“Now the real fun begins.” He whispers, darkly.

From behind, you hear him hastily unzip his pants and meet with a simmering heat gliding along your slick folds, throbbing with each movement. Even just a simple touch, your knees buckle against your will to put up a fight with your own sanity.

There isn’t enough time to catch your own breath, his length thrusts into your smouldering walls with one push of his hips, and your eyes widen in horror with a piercing yelp. Tears prick at the corners, you squeeze down harder around him.

He tuts, a free hand locking your jaw tight in his grasp and nuzzling his face in your hair, your scent of sweet floral and sweat playing on his arousal.

A faint, low chuckle rolls from his heavy chest. “Ah, ah, ah- not so loud, baby. Someone might come in and spoil our fun!”

Your stomach sinks like someone just dropped a thousand pounds on you, and you shoot Hangman a deadly glare, analysing his expression for a hint or sign he’s messing with you. But he remains with a fixed smile.

“Did you like the idea of someone coming in? The way you’re devouring me…I might lose my edge very soon.” He hums, “But, we don’t want that yet, do we?”

Another quick thrust had your toes clawing the floor, his girth stretching your cunt deliciously, with your sensitive walls feeling every ridge and vein of his cock. The sear contact of his hand strikes at your ass, delicate skin stings with a cherry red print for a split second then fades. You bite down a moan through gritted teeth.

“Is that a moan for me? Aw, how nice.”

“F-fuck you, Hangman…”

The second red-hot smack echos the room, the gravelly moan escapes as your flesh consumes him deeper.

“That’s not what you were calling me early. Now, let’s try that again.”

“N-no…”

He slides out painstakingly slowly and teases you with just the tip, you shudder at this emptiness that itches for contact, for something- for anything!

“Should we try this one more time?”

“…Jake”

“Jake what?”

“Jake…please…”

His smile beams at your answer. “Much better, Sugar.”

With a swift push, his length reaches the deepest parts of your cunt, the base slapping against your ass with each repetitive motion, each giving you a whimper for him to go faster.

Your lips pressed to muffle the sobs and cries emanating from the pleasure, you could risk it all and scream out his name this instance. It drives you insane, like swallowing lava as it slowly drips down your oesophagus, bubbling through your muscles.

Jake trails a rugged breath along your skin, your breasts bouncing with every pulse, hip pulling back, and pushing with one stroke. Pulling back again, and stretching you to the hilt. The build-up heat is making you dizzy, leaning on the final stretch and tugging on the last straw.

“Shit…you feel so good.”

“Jake…Jake…”

“Just come for me, Sugar. Just do it for me…”

His hand snakes around the front, finger encircling your clit, driving you faster to the finish line. Chest rising out of sync, your hips rock on their own to chase that thrill, and with a few more pumps, your back arches and jerks violently.

Your eyes flutter shut as your vision ignites white hot, your legs finally give out with a weak twitch and your toes coil with excruciating bliss. Your screams and groans through your release, but sounds were quick to drown out by the thumping of music from next door. His quick reflex catches you, roping an arm around your waist, digging his fingers into your hip.

“Take it- take it all in you!”

The shallow breath lets you know he’s close behind too, and the buckle of each thrust over stimulates your senses, wriggling out from his grasp, but his fingers sink deeper and a hold of your neck tightens. Faster and harder with his force, Jake soon follows with his climax, jettisoning his own hot mess with your liquid, overflowing down your leg in a spasm of delight. His head dips into your neck, muffling his gruff moan with light cusses, the swirl of his tongue fixes a hot patch with the salt on your skin.

Jake takes a hot minute to stabilize his rhythm, tucking a hand under your jaw, and steals another kiss. Your head leans on his broad shoulder as his lips flush against your own; you can still taste the lingering sweetness of yourself, an intoxicating experience.

He pulls back with an amused smile, he looks at you once. Your hooded eyes in a dark chroma, still seeing stars from the afterglow, all fucked out of your mind.

“Sugar, don’t give me that look. Or, I’ll have to do you all over again.” He coos.

Like a flick to your wrist, his words snap you wide awake from the midst of your euphoric dream. Every bit of your movement is a struggle. You tried to pull out from his cock, but you let out a pathetic whimper as your sensitive cunt clenched. Jake grunts, swallowing a breath before he loses his mind and bends you down again.

He hooks an arm around your waist and steadies your feet. “Here, take it easy…”

With that soft, mellow voice, it doesn’t help you calm your beating heart, nor that tingling feeling stirring in your lower abdomen, again. You’d rather he be teasing you with that cocky attitude than him sounding so caring and nice to you. Everything is just…all too much.

Your quiet moans escape through a bitten lip. Excruciatingly, you remove yourself inch by inch, squeezing your eyes shut so you don’t have to face Jake. Just get this over with as quickly as possible.

“Hey, don’t force—“

“I’m fine.” You grumble.

Legs stumble into a walk of shame to retrieve your clothes scattered across the bathroom floor. You just wanna get out of here as fast as you can. Before he could hear how loud your heart is thumping- before he sees the feelings showing on your face. For him.

“Just listen for a moment!’

“No, you had your prize. Now let me go.” You sniffle, giving a final zip up your suit, avoiding his gaze.

Jake grabs a hold of your wrist, the strength of his grip surprises you. In a blink of an eye, his lips crash back against yours again. His rough desperation met your teeth with a slight bruise, engulfing your breath with his own. Your mind is screaming at you to pull away, pull away now before you sink any further into your timid feelings for him. A hand pressed upon his chest weakly gives him a shove, only to meet with his grasp threading through your fingers.

You broke off his kiss with a sharp gasp; the vibration of his heartbeat- thumping in time with your own. No, it can’t. You shook your head. This isn’t true.

Jake gently cups your face, forcing you to meet his gaze. The delicate green in his eyes softens as they meet your own, now red, tear-brimmed and lip quivering. The rough pad of his thumb slowly sweeps away the wet trail and comforts you in the most loving way.

He grimaced. “This is so shitty of me… I’m sorry. I just…” Jake sucks in a breath.

“All these dares and challenges were just a distraction…a lie to myself— that I wanted to come out on top. But the lines blurred faster than I could blink. And you. You, too, quickly fell the same way as I did. Though you were so beautifully unaware of it.”

His tongue darts to moisten his chapped lips, throat bobbed as he carefully studies your still face. The small whimpers parted from your swollen lips strikes his chest with a tight grip; he never wanted to make you cry, especially if he’s the one that started all this mess, he felt the guilt weighing on his shoulders.

Jake withdraws his hands from your face, but you resist, glueing yourself even more into the touch of his palm. It feels safe and comforting, compared to the madness just earlier, this is the calmness after a storm.

“What made you change your mind?” You whispered.

His head drops in line with his brooding shoulders. What made him change his mind? Moreover, what didn’t make him change his mind? He caught on very quickly that you were as competitive as he was- always quick on your feet and had some witted rebuttal on hand to throw back at him. Jake knew if he made bets with you, you would double down in an instant. Then, he planned, at first, innocently with fair games. But all of those soon lead to-

“You.” He responded, more like a plea. His squeeze on your wrist grew with desperation, the affirmation flicked in his eyes and he wanted to prove all his words are real- that his feelings for you were real. No more hiding behind silly games. This time, you needed to know. “You had me wrapped around your fingers from the very first bet. You didn’t know, yet you went along with it.”

A pained expression danced across his face, his brows dipped lower eclipsing his field of vision. “Just like tonight… it shouldn’t have happened. I’m sorry, Sugar. It shouldn’t have gone like this—”

Your mouth cuts him off, sealing his mouth entirely with the flush of hot breaths caressing his lower lip; a flourish of butterflies ripple beneath your skin. Jake breaks off the skin, chest heaving with shallow breaths. “I don’t need you to apologise to me. I just need to know that you love me the same way as I do.”

His eyes widened. “You love me?”

You nodded with a hum. Fingers tangled in his hair, drawing out slow and tender scratches in circles. Seeing the awe on his face, you let out a breathy chuckle. “Let’s do this again some other time.”

The sly grin returns, sneakily snaking his hands around your waistline, cupping your perfectly shaped ass. Jake chuckles, “You can bet on it.”

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[laurensliminalspace]

How to balance all your interests when you have multiple passions?

I’ve been pondering how to balance all my different passions, interests, and side hustles, as I’m the kind of person who tends to love variety and easily gets excited about new projects. It’s often the completion part that I struggle with! This is a fairly common conundrum for certain personality types, and can also be related to conditions like ADHD. It can be really hard to know how to streamline and simplify things to make it more manageable and less chaotic.

Chronic illness can be a factor here too, as I often start a new project in a high energy period, but then may not have the physical energy to easily complete it. It can be hard to know how to handle this sometimes, as I can’t predict how I’ll feel from day to day or week to week. Sometimes I just have to let something go for a while, and accept that I will come back to it later. I also accept that there’s some projects I will abandon, and I don’t see it as a major problem as long as there’s no financial investment.

So how do you handle this tendency? 

I personally find it’s best to embrace it, and find ways to work around it rather than trying to pigeonhole myself into only one project, passion or interest at a time. However, if you’re trying to make money, earn an income or build a business - and you need to pay the bills with it to survive - then you will probably need to narrow down to one thing at a time for work. You can still allow yourself freedom to explore in your free time, though.

For example, I love borrowing a wide range of books from the library, and reading about a bunch of different topics at once. Switching from one book to another works for me and I find it stimulating. The great thing is that the books all get returned to the library, so they don't create long-term clutter. I also enjoy writing blog posts about a range of different topics, rather than sticking to one particular subject.

Same goes for my art - I have one style that I sell commercially, and then do whatever I want in the rest of my spare time as it captures my fancy. I find creating different IG/Tumblr accounts for particular art styles/niches works well. If it becomes popular and sells it's a cool bonus, but I don't worry too much about it making money. Digital art is great because it doesn't take up storage space, so I'm shifting from doing large pieces on canvas to doing more digital art.

Having said all that, I do have a bunch of blogs and Tumblr accounts floating around on the internet that I've forgotten about and largely abandoned. Same with old creative projects in storage. But it's okay, because I enjoyed exploring that idea/hobby/style for a brief period of time. Sometimes I go back and integrate creative stuff from the past into my current projects (for example, taking an old blog post and updating it for my current blog).

It can become a problem if you waste a lot of money on hobbies you forget about or business ideas that never get off the ground, so I’d recommend finding ways to avoid spending too much money to begin with. Ideally, it’s best to spend no money and find free activities, but obviously this is not always possible. My post about Decluttering My Fantasy Self may be relevant if this is you.

If you're multipassionate, I don't think there's one right or wrong way to manage your interests and hobbies. Some people like to focus intensely on one hobby at a time, then move on to something else. Others enjoy moving between different interests simultaneously to keep them stimulated. I've done both at different times in my life. Emilie Wapnick has a great book about this called How to Be Everything which is more focused on career, but you can apply the same principles to hobbies and side hustles as well.

#multipotentialite #multipassionate #adhd #enfp #infp #entp #intp #ne #extroverted intuition #renaissance woman #renaissance man #scanner #slashers #generalists #multipods #polymath

[mixingpumpkins]

Just applied to USPS because no one will fucking hire me with no professional experience despite graduating summa cum laude a year ago and I might actually kill myself within a year so weehee that’s fun go capitalism fuck everything what’s the point

I wish you knew how much this sounds like me when I got out of grad school [redacted] years ago, because… it does. The summa cum laude, the no one will hire with no experience, the thinking of killing myself because what’s the fucking point when everything sucks so bad. So I’m going to tell you what I really wish someone had told me then. (I’m sorry if this is long.)

You’re right; stuff really sucks right now. Our system sucks. The job market is a complete joke. The whole post-graduation time period when you’re trying to break into the professional world fucking blows, especially if you’ve got people in your life putting extra pressure on you. But please reconsider killing yourself and consider speaking to someone who’s able to offer you more help managing those thoughts than I can. You won’t feel like this forever, I promise, and we need you here.

I’m wishing you the best of luck with the USPS application. It may not be what you wanted or expected with your stellar academic record, but it’s nothing to be ashamed of and a good position, especially for your first experience out of school. It’s an income > $0, probably some benefits since it’s a government job, and, importantly, will give you professional experience. You’ll meet people, you’ll learn some new skills, and you’ll have a job — which is always attractive to other employers as you continue your search for whatever jobs you’re trying for. (I’m actually considering applying to USPS myself, since I got laid off last month. Seriously. It’s not a bad option.)

Your first job out of school in no way sets your career path in stone. I know it can be really fucking hard, especially as a high achiever, to see your peers getting jobs and internships and whatever opportunities when you did everything right and can’t seem to find anything. It sucks. It doubly sucks when you’re feeling pressure to start your career on the right foot, or not “fall behind,” or enjoy your life while you’re young, or not “waste” your education and potential on a job you could’ve gotten without a degree.

All of that is bullshit.

It’s okay to take whatever job you can get — retail or USPS or washing dishes or whatever — especially when you don’t have any prior experience. If it’s not what you want, keep looking for something that suits you better while you work. You’re not a failure if you don’t get a job in your field for your first one out of school. Most people don’t. Some people don’t, ever. That’s fine too.

Is taking literally anything right now going to put you “behind”? No. You can’t fall behind; timelines are garbage. Kill the idea that you are stuck or behind or will never get where you want to be because you don’t see a way of that happening from where you are right now.

Stuff changes fast — maybe not the trash fire that is capitalism itself, but the stuff closer to you. The opportunities around you. Your priorities. Your career plans and options. These shifts make so much of a difference, and it’s hard to see just how fast they can happen when you’re in that shitty space of trying to get your first professional experience out of school. You will get something, and you will start seeing these shifts happen.

Plus… especially now, people switch jobs and entire careers all the time. They get burned out. Their interests change. A random opportunity leads them somewhere they never saw coming. The industry / economy / technology changes, and they’re out of a job and need a new one. (<- That last one is the story of my fucking life, tbh.)

Maybe the classmate who got that dream job/internship right out of school discovered that it actually sucks and they need to do something else. Or somebody’s side hustle pays better than their job and suddenly they’re occupied full-time with something they never studied in school. The kid who got a “head start” on a good career with a well-paying job is laid off and begging for a retail position two years later. Someone’s dad I know who got a degree in finance ended up working as a landscaper for decades instead, then went back to school at 57 and became a nurse.

It is literally impossible to tell where your life will take you from where you’re standing right now. Hell, at this point, I’d say it’s pretty stupid for anyone to assume they know what their life and career will look like in two years. But the point is to give yourself the grace and the time to figure it out.

It may take you 5 years to be somewhere that feels better. It may take you 40. Careers in this day and age are a fucking roller coaster and anyone who says otherwise is kidding themselves (and possibly had daddy paving the way for them).

Stay curious about what’s next and spite the fuckers who want you to do otherwise. What could your first job lead to? Idk, let’s find out. What could this detour or layoff lead to? Idk, let’s find out. Who cares if it’s not what you thought it would be? Maybe it could lead to something better. Let’s keep at it and find out.

You’re smart — enough to graduate summa cum laude. No professional crisis or difficulty navigating this shit job market and obscene cost of living nonsense can take that away from you. Tell anyone who tries to make you feel otherwise (including that critical voice in your head) to go fuck themselves.

I really hope you get the USPS job, or something better. Come tell me when you do. And yeah, fuck this unbridled capitalism shit — so let’s give it all the hell that we can in the meantime. 

#sorry this was long anon but i'm not kidding #i had to learn this shit the hard way (and somehow survived while i did) #and i really wish someone had told me this stuff when i was that desperate depressed unemployed graduate #so i hope there's something in there that resonates #long post #asks

[daswarschonkaputt]

Oooooh so many choices. And I'm torn between asking about mpreg kinnporsche and teenage Porsche! I mean, we don't want you tire yourself out but if you're up to a little titbit... Either?

okay well i have some good news, there is already mpreg kinnporsche content floating around on my blog. the not!fic is here, and i posted a snippet here a bit ago.

teenage porsche... okay so i started this not!fic when i was working on sheets chapter... probably six? i think. and then i got sick, and had to pivot to focus on finishing the fic, so the not!fic just sort of fell to the wayside. i do want to finish it, eventually.

essentially, there was a line in between the sheets about porsche at seventeen -- which was something like this:

Porsche isn’t without sympathy. In the grand scheme of things, Porsche generally wouldn’t pit a seventeen year-old orphan armed with cookware against an experienced bodyguard carrying a top-of-the-line fire arm—with the exception of himself, at seventeen. As a teenager, he’d been – as Yok once said – feral. Porsche maybe wouldn’t have been able to take down Pete, back then, but he’d have probably left the man with one less eye, and maybe a few missing fingers.

and this prompted my readers to tell me they'd pay good money to read feral 17 y/o porsche and 20 y/o kinn ruining each other. and i was like. damn. that's a good idea.

so: feral, angry-at-the-world teenage porsche thrown headfirst at deeply unhappy just-post-tawan kinn. that's the fic's idea.

i'll give you a snippet of the not!fic, but exercise caution. content warning for implied/referenced underage prostitution (no underage sex takes place). let me put it this way: reading this, the group chat complimented me on the knives. so. take that as you will.

the premise:

Porsche is 17 and angry at the world. It’s been about five and a half years since his parents died in a car accident, and the grief has had just enough time to stew into a futile kind of adolescent rage. The world is cruel and unfair, and Porsche is furious at it.

Porsche works two jobs – three, if you count competitive taekwondo, which you probably should – and attends school full-time, when he bothers to show up. His attendance is shit, his grades are barely acceptable, and he’s literally always broke. On top of that, about 80% of his spare energy on any given day has to go to persuading his little brother (Chay, 11) that absolutely nothing is wrong. His stress levels are through the fucking atmosphere.

Porsche attends a fancy private school on an athletics scholarship – which he really wouldn’t bother with, if not for the fact that his scholarship means that Chay also gets to go to school for free, in the attached junior school to his high school. Porsche has a quiet side hustle where he steals shit off his wealthy classmates and gives it to Uncle Thee to sell.

He has no friends, no support system, and the only person he talks with semi-regularly is his taekwondo coach, who thinks he’s cocky and lacking drive.

Recently, Porsche has taken to sneaking out of the house to take part in underground fighting matches. If he’s honest with himself, it has less to do with the money – which is… not bad, but honestly, not the best – than it does with giving Porsche an excuse to hit something until it just—stops. Porsche is scrappy – the kind of fighter who always gets back up, when you knock them down.

It’s the aftermath of one of these matches, when Porsche is staggering through the streets of Bangkok. He’s beat to shit, frankly – his ribs are definitely bruised, if not broken. His kidneys are aching in the way that means he’s going to be pissing blood for a week, or so. He’s just having an altogether bad time.

Porsche is heading for Yok’s bar – well aware that he can’t show up in need of medical help at home. Porsche doesn’t know Yok all that well, at this point, but she has an open door policy for him after she found him passed out on a bench outside her bar, once, and brought him in and patched him up. Yok’s the closest thing Porsche has to an adult he can count on, and he doesn’t even know her that well.

He takes a break on his trek to smoke a cigarette on a street corner – and that’s when he meets Kinn.

This is Kinn. 20 years old, university student, mafia heir. He’s fresh off the Tawan betrayal – cynical about love, cynical about people, and even a little cynical about his family. He’s floundering, and he’s in pain – he’s looking for whatever he can to erase it. Alcohol, sex, oblivion. He’s reckless with his security, because he doesn’t know if he wants them to keep him alive. Miserable and self-destructive. He’s wearing a silk shirt, unbuttoned to the navel, and he stumbles out of a nightclub door, to the sight of Porsche. Porsche is—well, he’s pretty. He wears seventeen with none of the awkwardness his peers do – Kinn looks at him, and he wants.

the meet not-at-all-cute:

Kinn: How much?

Porsche turns and looks at this rich asshole who’s just stumbled dead-drunk out of a nearby nightclub, who’s mistaken him for a whore and his immediate thought is, “Fuck this guy in particular.”

Kinn: Ten thousand?

Porsche gives him a withering look. Kinn misreads this.

Kinn: Fifty thousand?

Porsche puts out his cigarette, ready to fuck off.

Kinn: A hundred thousand?

Porsche pauses. And it’s—it’s awful, but here’s the thing: a hundred thousand baht is… That’s a years’ wages for Porsche and then some. With that much money, Porsche could probably even quit one of his jobs, maybe spend a bit more time with Chay.

It’s kind of shitty, to realise that you have a price. Porsche turns around at Kinn – this rich asshole, blind drunk, throwing around a hundred thousand baht on what he thinks is a street whore – and he thinks, Well.

Porsche: 150.

Kinn agrees. Porsche makes a little beckoning gesture, like, Hand over the cash, and Kinn’s like, “I’m going to have to go to an ATM first.”

You know what’s awkward? Standing next to the guy who’s bought you, as he withdraws the cash to pay you. Porsche rocks on his heels, asking himself, Am I really doing this?

Kinn has the money, and hands it over to Porsche. Porsche takes it, counts it, and does his best to pretend like this isn’t the most money he’s ever handled in his entire life. He puts it into his back pocket. Kinn looks at him like, Well? And Porsche is like, Yeah I’m going to pretend like I do this all the time.

He leads Kinn into an alleyway, and then Kinn kisses him. Porsche lets him, and then he drives his knee straight up into Kinn’s groin. Kinn makes a noise like he’s been shot, curling over in agony, taken completely off-guard. Porsche goes to run, with the cash, not expecting Kinn to get his feet under him and fight back.

It’s—brutal. Kinn is drunk, but also incredibly well-trained. By comparison, Porsche is sober, injured, and fucking feral. He comes out on top, but barely. He manages to knock Kinn out, and just stands there, breathing.

He looks down at Kinn on the ground and thinks, You know what? This fucker deserves this. And then he steals his watch, too.

after:

He manages to make it to Yok’s before the adrenaline wears off, but the weight of the 150,000 baht in his pocket is heavy, and he doesn’t go inside to ask for medical attention. Instead, he calls a taxi, and goes home to Chay and his uncle. Porsche gives his uncle the watch to sell, but doesn’t tell him about the cash, which he hides under a floorboard in his room.

Getting up the next morning is—weird. He feels like shit, but when he goes to check his hidey-hole, the money’s still there. His happiness is ruined when his brother comes into his room without knocking, and sees the awful bruising on his torso. Chay makes Porsche promise to go to the school nurse about it, and is generally just very fussy and worried about it all. Porsche capitulates easily.

Porsche spends the entire time at school waiting for the other shoe to drop. But it just—doesn’t. He gets home, the money’s still there. For the first time in nearly two years, he feels like he can breathe.

A week passes. Porsche begins to spend the money. He’s not profligate with it, or anything – but he buys a few things he might have put off. New shoes for Chay. Take-out for dinner one night. He gets on top of their bills and debts. Quits one of his jobs.

And then at school he’s called in to the headmaster’s office.

Headmaster is meeting with a fancy-pants donor who’s supposedly going to pay for a new scholarship at the school – and wants to meet the school’s most famous scholar, the national taekwondo champion. Mr Headmaster is basically tripping over himself to be nice to the donor – who turns around and smiles at Porsche.

It’s Kinn.

let the ruining commence:

This is so patently a power play that Porsche is almost pissed off about it – and the worst thing is that it still works, because Porsche is fucked. If Kinn tells the headmaster that Porsche scammed him out of a hundred grand, beat him up, and stole his watch – Porsche will lose his scholarship. Kinn is smug – he knows this.

Kinn executes a light bit of conversational manipulation to get the headmaster to leave him and Porsche alone. With the witness gone, the gloves come off.

Kinn: I have to say, I admire your bravery, if nothing else. It takes a particular kind of nerve to steal from me.

Porsche: I didn’t steal shit.

Kinn: [straightens his cuffs, just enough to draw attention to his watch, the one Porsche lifted off his unconscious body] What would you call the 150,000 baht of my money you ran off with, then?

Porsche: You gave that money to me.

Kinn: I gave you that money in exchange for a service to be rendered. That service did not include beating me unconscious and leaving me in an alleyway. I think we could make a case for breach of contract, at the very least.

Porsche: I didn’t sign shit, and I don’t owe you anything.

Porsche goes to leave, but Kinn catches his arm. Porsche throws off his touch.

Kinn: My money, Porsche.

Porsche: What about it?

Kinn: I’d like it back.

Porsche: I don’t have it anymore. [He goes to leave. Once again, Kinn stops him.]

Kinn: Then we have a problem.

Porsche: The only problem we’ll have is if you keep putting your hands where they don’t belong.

Kinn: The implicit contract was as follows: the money, in exchange for sex. As you have failed to uphold your end of the bargain, I’m going to have to ask for the return of the payment.

Porsche: I already told you, I don’t have the money anymore.

Kinn: Even gutter trash like you would struggle to spend 150,000 baht in one week. Return what you have.

Porsche: [Yeah, you know what? Fuck him.] I know your type – rich assholes who’ve never had to work a day in their life. Does your daddy know you spend his money on teenage rent boys?

Kinn: Is this a blackmail attempt?

The bastard sounds amused.

Porsche: Sure.

Kinn: Go ahead. Tell my father all about my twisted little proclivities. I think he’d be more appalled that I spent 150,000 baht on a mouthy little shit like you than the nature of my deviancy. [He steps aside from blocking the door.] My money, Porsche. You have 24 hours.

Porsche: Don’t call me, I’ll call you?

Kinn: Don’t get cute. [Hands Porsche a business card.] Call this number when you have the money. Someone will be by to pick it up.

Well, that’s Porsche’s day ruined.

Porsche thinks it over, and realises it’s probably just easiest to give Kinn back the 120,000 baht he still has from the affair. He goes back home and checks his hiding place, only to find it empty.

At first, he’s furious – he thinks that Kinn set all this up as some sort of twisted mind game. And then Uncle Thee comes shuffling in, surprised to see Porsche back from school so early. Porsche has this moment of hope.

Kinn had his watch back – which means that Arthee doesn’t have it. Did he manage to sell it? And Uncle Thee—hesitates. At which point, Porsche realises that Thee did manage to sell the watch, but something happened to the money. Which is that Thee gambled it away. He’d been trying to get a return on investment – but had lost big. He’d taken Porsche’s little money stash to the casino today to try and win back the money, but had lost that, as well.

Porsche stares at his uncle, and despairs. He’s—so completely devastated, and not even fucking surprised, that it wraps right back around to anger. He goes for Thee’s throat, throttling him, demanding to know what the fuck he was thinking—

At which point Chay gets home from school and pulls Porsche off their uncle. Chay’s mad at Porsche, without any of the context for why all this is happening, which makes Porsche even more upset. He storms out of the house, without thinking about where he’s going.

His feet take him to Yok’s bar, where Yok is accepting a delivery of alcohol. She sees him stood there, in his school uniform, after having trekked across Bangkok, and wordlessly takes him inside.

The entire story is too humiliating to tell Yok, so he lets out bits and pieces – that he owes someone a lot of money, that he had the money to pay them, and his uncle spent it all. He hands over the business card, which Yok inspects.

Bank, one of Yok’s bartenders, peeks at the card, and is like, “This is his card? This is really his card. Porsche, you’re fucked.” Cue a bit of background information about Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakul – and the extent of his family’s power. Bank is highkey amazed – how on earth did Porsche get tangled up with the mafia?

Yok’s immediate thought is that she can lend him the money. She asks how much it is, tells him he can work off the debt to her by washing glasses in her bar. But Porsche knows that 150,000 baht is too much for Yok – she doesn’t have that kind of money just lying around. He turns her down, tells her he can figure something out. Yok is hesitant, but Porsche is insistent.

the knives get worse:

Porsche leaves Yok’s bar, and calls the number on the card. He says he wants to talk about the debt in person.

Kinn sends a fancy car to pick him up. It’s driven by men in dark suits, who all look at Porsche like he’s gum they scraped off their shoe. Porsche gets in the car, and lets them take him to Kinn.

He’s taken to a fancy skyscraper in the centre of Bangkok. It’s all very grand, and Porsche feels like the worst kind of fraud, in his school uniform and ratty converse. He tries to pretend like the décor doesn’t get to him. He mostly succeeds.

Kinn is waiting for him in a fancy office. It has floor to ceiling windows and a light fitting that could be described as a chandelier. He looks up and down at Porsche.

Kinn: So, do you have something for me?

Porsche: [looks at the security detail] I’m not talking about this with them in the room.

Kinn: [pauses, considers] Big, leave.

Big: Khun Kinn—

Kinn: If he disables me, I’m sure you’ll catch him on the way out. Leave.

[They leave.]

Porsche: [clenches fists] You gave me the money for services to be rendered, right?

Kinn: I did.

Porsche: So if I rendered those services, I wouldn’t have to return it to you?

Kinn: [Eyebrows rise.] 150,000 baht in less than a week – quite the spending habit. What��s your poison? Drugs? Sex? Gambling?

Porsche flinches.

Kinn: Gambling. I see. But not you. The only risks you take are with your safety. A relative, then – probably not the baby brother. Your uncle?

Porsche: Do you want to fuck me or not?

Kinn: [Looks at Porsche.] I like my partners to enjoy themselves. I’m not convinced you would.

Porsche: [Clenches fists.] I can make nice. I can even moan your name, if you want me to.

Kinn: The last time I tried to fuck you, I ended up unconscious in an alleyway, missing my watch. I rarely make the same mistake twice. We’ll come up with an alternate repayment plan. [Calls out.] Big!

Big enters the room again.

Kinn: Take Porsche to Chan. Tell him to make him useful.

Porsche: I’m not going anywhere unless you tell me what’s going on.

Kinn: You sold me your body. Don’t get mad because I have other uses for it.

This statement makes Porsche think that Kinn is—pimping him out to whoever this Chan guy is, which is an awful realisation to have. Porsche considers running, before he spots the gun holster on every bodyguard around him. He’s fucked. He’s so very fucked.

Only—Chan doesn’t want to fuck him. In fact, Chan looks kind of pissed off about Porsche’s entire existence. Chan’s an older guy – middle-aged, but handsome – and he’s wearing the same suits and firearms routine as all the other bodyguards. He has Porsche fight against someone, and Porsche demonstrates that he’s scrappy, skilled, and absolutely impossible to keep down. Once Porsche has knocked the other guy down, Chan just sort of stands there, pinching his nose, like, Fantastic. Wonderful. Just what I want.

Chan then takes him to some sort of office? And has Porsche read and sign a contract – which is, to Porsche’s immediate relief, for a position as a part-time bodyguard. Then Chan drives him home.

Porsche started off the evening thinking he was going to lose his virginity to some rich asshole he scammed out of 150k baht. He’s ended it as a bodyguard working for the mafia. If he weren’t so fucking exhausted, he’d probably be more upset.

i have more, but i have to hold something back, you guys :P

#kaputt writes stuff #the teen porsche au #sorry for the subheadings tumblr apparently has a 4000 character limit on blocks? #idk #kinnporsche fic

[belvasloss46]

Best Places To Get Paid To Talk To Lonely People

There are many side hustle ideas if you are looking for one. But, the one that I am talking about in this post is a bit strange to listen to.

Could you ever imagine that you would get paid to talk to lonely people? Well, I am sure an idea would never come to your mind.

But the truth is a bit different. As people grow old, there is hardly any person that they can spend time talking to.

Many people in their old age complain about feeling lonely and thus that leads to other mental diseases.

But not anymore, you can take up the opportunity and fill your pockets with a good amount of cash by just talking to them.

This is a great side hustle for you if you can do it and thus get paid to chat online.

The process is simple but most people don’t know where and how to start. To give you a fair idea, I am here to guide you through the process of easy money-making.

Places To Talk To Lonely People For Money

Chatting with lonely people is a great side hustle for teenagers and students these days.

Some people enjoy talking to others and if you too are someone with the same sort of interest, you can earn lots of money.

Here I have a list of platforms that will help you meet clients who need your time. Let us start:

1. Rent A Friend

Many people like hopping to parties but don’t have anyone to come along. Well, in such cases too, you can lend your helping hand and get paid to become a friend.

Some people look for a company to attend several occasions.

Through Rent a friend, you can easily be a part of the lives of people who are looking for a company. It is easy and free to register with the platform and you can earn as high as $50 per hour.

If you feel this is a fun job for you too, go ahead and take the chance.

How Much It Will Cost You To join Rent A Friend?

Joining Rent a Freind is absolutely free, you don’t have to pay them anything, you will keep 100% of your earnings.

WAIT!! then how do they earn money? when they do not cut their commissions from your earnings?

Well, they charge a small amount of money for accessing their website from the people who are hiring you as a friend, which allows them to contact you. So that’s their business model.

How Much Money Can You Make On Rent A Friend?

Well, here is a screenshot of their site where they mentioned how much money you can make based on how many hours you work there.

3. Fiverr

Fiverr marketplace is a bit different than the others on the list. It is a well-known freelancing site where you are your own master.

People from different parts of the globe offer their services in any area they are good at.

Look at the screenshot below, you can see people are actually selling these kinds of services over there.

If you look closely you can see they have reviews as well, which means people are actually buying their services.

[amzonlinearbitrage]

5 Challenges Every Amazon Seller Must Know How To Tackle!

Over 2 million Amazon sellers are selling on the platform, and the number of third-party sellers increases by 3,500 every day. Imagine the high demand for third-party sellers and products, the heavy competition, and the chances of getting good profits selling on the platform! 

Due to Amazon’s popularity and reputable dominance in the eCommerce industry, it is the top destination for most entrepreneurs and new sellers.  

According to statistics, 60% of new sellers achieve a good profitable rate within one year of starting their selling business. 35% of Amazon sellers with more than 2 years of experience in Amazon selling earn over $100,000 annually. 

However, making profits on Amazon isn’t easy as it sounds. As a new seller, you might have come across several challenges while trying to reach your target profit.  

Let’s discuss some of these challenges and how you can tackle them, to create a sustainable & profitable business in the long run! 

Heavy Competition 

It is obvious in the beginning, that with the high number of sellers on the platform, there is bound to be heavy competition as well.  

If you are planning to sell a popular high-ranking product, then you can expect more competition. When you sell products from reputed or established brands, there can be high competition, and chances of getting the products sold are less because buyers rely on listings that have good rankings and reviews to buy a product. 

Therefore, you need to understand your competition before selling a product and figure out how to beat it.  

How To Tackle Heavy Competition On Amazon? 

You can overcome high competition and make your selling business profitable by: 

Build your brand – Take your time to research and understand your ideal customer’s pain points, choose products that will satisfy their needs, and fulfill their problems.  

By centering your brand and products around your customer’s needs and business target goals, you’ll be able to build a loyal customer base and profitable business in the long run.  

If you are into online arbitrage, you can get profitable products or deal lists easily without having to spend more time on research. 

Market your products rigorously – Do thorough keyword research for your listings and improvise them accordingly whenever needed. This will help drive more traffic, engagement, and conversions to your business. Hence, you’ll be able to rank higher organically on search engines.  

You can also try Amazon’s PPC advertising to bring traffic and improve your product rankings. 

Offer better value than your competition – Study your competition and analyze what they are doing to increase sales as well as what they are offering.  

This will help you get an idea of where and how you can improvise your listings, as well as help you offer better value than them such as complimentary gifts, discounts, or better customer experience.  

Exorbitant Selling Fees & Costs 

One of the major challenges that most Amazon sellers face when starting out is the high fees and costs required for selling on Amazon. 

Amazon provides two plans for sellers – the individual plan and the professional plan. The individual plan, designed for low-selling volumes, is best for sellers who consider the business as a side hustle. It has certain limitations to it and a basic set of listing and management tools.   

However, the professional plan, designed for high volumes sales, has advanced tools for inventory management and listings and includes a monthly subscription fee. 

Sellers also have to pay a referral or commission fee on every item they sell, and it varies depending on the product category and retail price.   

A significant amount of the costs come from fulfillment, where Amazon charges you for the entire fulfillment process. The charges will be based on the size, weight, product category, inventory storage space, as well as shipping and delivery costs.  

In case you wish to fulfill the orders yourself, you will have to only incur shipping costs based on the category you are selling in and the shipping services chosen by the customer.   

How To Reduce Amazon Seller Fees? 

Switch to the professional plan – If you are a seller who’s selling more than 50 items per month, then it’s best to opt for the professional plan so that you don’t have to pay the $0.99 fee per item that comes with an individual account.  

Cut down shipping costs – You can cut down on shipping and packaging costs and save a lot of money by fulfilling the orders yourself. This only works best if you do not have a rush of orders all the time. 

Reduce the referral fees – Consider the items which you are planning to sell and choose to sell the ones that have a lower referral fee. 

Increase your ROI – Improve your listings, offer better customer service, drive more traffic and engagement, and increase conversions, so that you can ensure that you stay on top of your profit margins without Amazon’s fees taking up everything.  

Product Returns 

As you know, Amazon is a customer-centric marketplace and allows customers to return products. This would simply waste sellers’ time, effort, and money. The ratings and reviews might also dip low if the buyers have complaints regarding the product. 

The most common reasons why buyers return your products are: 

The product didn’t meet their needs or expectations 

The product was damaged, probably due to poor handling during shipping 

Some parts of the product were missing 

The product description and the product don’t match 

The product was defective or expired 

There can also be unreasonable or unethical reasons why a customer decides to return the product. But sellers need to comply with Amazon’s guidelines for customer service. Most sellers are even forced to issue refunds and accept product returns simply to avoid getting their listing or account suspended.  

Product returns can result in new problems. Once you have got the product returned, it might be difficult to resell it as buyers may claim that the product is used or the product might be damaged, thus making it difficult to compensate for the loss incurred. 

How To Handle Product Returns On Amazon? 

Do your research – Research your products thoroughly, test if they are in good condition, and confirm if they fit your target audience’s needs before selling. Partner with the right suppliers who will make your business and customers happy.  

Provide accurate details – Include accurate and detailed descriptions of the product, mentioning the correct variations if any. Add clear images of the product and even mention if the color of the product in the picture is slightly different from what it actually looks like.  

All these details might seem insignificant, but they make a lot of difference to customers who are purchasing them.  

Resolve return requests immediately – In case you receive any requests for product returns, respond quickly, ideally within 24 hours. Issue a refund or provide a replacement within 48 hours and resolve the issue fully to the customer’s satisfaction so that there is no further action from Amazon or the customer.  

Category/Brand Restrictions & Strict Policies 

Amazon is known to provide millions of different categories and brands of products. Hence, an Amazon seller has a lot of options to choose from when it comes to selling.  

But there’s a catch. Not all of these categories/brands are allowed for selling i.e., Amazon has “restricted” certain categories/brands from being sold to avoid counterfeited products on the platform.  

How To Check If The Product Is Restricted Category? 

To know whether the product belongs to a restricted or gated category, you can check using Amz Online Arbitrage – ASIN Checker, which is a chrome extension.  

You will also be able to check whether the product falls under Hazmat (Hazardous Goods) category or not.  

How To Get Approval For Selling Restricted Category Products on Amazon? 

Sellers who want to sell products of these restricted or gated categories must get Amazon’s approval first, thus having to go through a difficult “ungating” process. 

You can skip this tiresome process if you don’t have the time or resources and instead opt for ungating services like The Funnel Guru.  

The Funnel Guru is an excellent ungating service that helps Amazon sellers get their restricted category products ungated in no time. You can check more about their ungating services here. 

How To Prevent Amazon Account Suspension? 

Amazon also has enforced strict policies regarding selling on Amazon which if not adhered to can lead to your account getting suspended. 

Hence, it’s best to read through all the guidelines and policies, as well as do thorough research before selling a product. Also, make sure that you stay up to date with the updated changes and check your seller account notifications regularly.  

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Amazon Price Wars 

Amazon price wars refer to when brands willingly lower the prices of their products to bring in more customers from their competitors. This also happens when they are selling similar products as their competitors and want to increase their sales, thus compromising on their profit margins. 

This can be a risky strategy because there is already heavy competition on Amazon and there is no guarantee which sellers would benefit from it.  

How To Avoid Amazon Price Wars? 

Research profitable niches – Do your research on products where there are no price wars and you get a high chance of earning good profit margins.  

Bring more value to the product – In case the products have pricing wars, instead of lowering the prices of the product you can try other ways such as adding more value to the product. Customers prefer better value and experience and wouldn’t mind paying extra for the same. 

Use Amazon Reprisers – Another way to avoid Amazon price wars would be to use repricers to automate the pricing of the products while keeping an eye on your profit margins.  

Final Words 

Becoming an individual seller on Amazon is a great way to break into the e-commerce industry. However, certain challenges come with selling on the Amazon marketplace.  

With this blog, you are now aware of these challenges and can prepare for the worst situation possible. There are more of these challenges that we will discuss later, so keep checking amz blog. 

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8 Developer Side Hustles That Will Make You Money Right Now

In the fast-paced world of technology today, developers are coming up with creative methods to supplement their income with profitable side hustles. The time is now for developers to take advantage of the growing demand for digital solutions and diversify their sources of income.

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We’ll explore eight very lucrative side projects designed especially for developers in this article. Creating engaging mobile applications and imparting knowledge via technical blogging are two examples of careers that provide opportunities for not just money gain but also skill development and career advancement. Come experience the fascinating world of side gigs for developers that are ready to pay off quickly if you’re ready to put your coding skills to use and go on a trip for extra cash.

Step 1: Freelance Web Development

Freelance platforms like Upwork and Freelancer offer a plethora of opportunities for developers to showcase their expertise. Whether it’s designing a website, creating a web application, or optimizing user experience, businesses and individuals are constantly seeking skilled developers. By creating a compelling profile and bidding on relevant projects, you can earn a substantial income while enjoying the flexibility of remote work.

Step 2: Mobile App Development

With the explosive growth of mobile apps, there’s a high demand for developers who can bring innovative ideas to life. Whether you’re interested in iOS or Android development, creating an app that solves a specific problem or entertains users can lead to significant financial rewards. Successful apps often generate income through ads, in-app purchases, or premium versions.

Step 3: Technical Blogging

If you have a passion for sharing knowledge and insights, starting a technical blog can be a rewarding side hustle. By writing about coding techniques, industry trends, and software reviews, you can attract a dedicated audience. As your blog gains traction, you can monetize it through advertisements, affiliate marketing, and even sponsored content from relevant companies.

Step 4: Online Coding Courses

The demand for online learning has never been higher, and developers can capitalize on this trend by creating coding courses. Platforms like Udemy, Coursera, and Teachable allow you to share your expertise with a global audience. With proper planning and engaging content, your courses can generate a steady stream of passive income while helping others learn valuable skills.

Step 5: Open Source Contributions

Contributing to open-source projects not only benefits the developer community but also enhances your own skills and reputation. By collaborating on projects hosted on platforms like GitHub, you can showcase your abilities to potential employers and clients. Some developers even receive financial support through platforms like GitHub Sponsors, allowing them to work on open-source projects full-time.

Step 6: E-Commerce Website Development

The e-commerce industry is booming, and businesses need developers to create and customize their online stores. Platforms like Shopify, WooCommerce, and Magento provide tools to build robust e-commerce websites. As an e-commerce developer, you can help businesses establish their online presence while earning a handsome income.

Step 7: Software Plugins and Tools

Identifying a specific problem that needs solving in the software industry can lead to the development of plugins and tools. These solutions can simplify complex tasks, enhance productivity, or improve user experiences. Once developed, you can sell these plugins or tools on platforms like the Chrome Web Store or your own website, generating income with each sale.

Step 8: Creating a Personal Brand

Building a strong personal brand can open doors to various opportunities in the tech industry. By actively engaging on social media, sharing your insights, and networking with peers, you can establish yourself as an expert in your field. A robust personal brand can lead to speaking engagements, consulting gigs, and collaborations that significantly boost your income.

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Freelance Web Development

Freelance Web Development opens up a world of opportunities for developers seeking financial independence and creative autonomy. To succeed in this thriving field, consider these key tips:

Polish Your Portfolio: Showcase your best work through an impressive portfolio that highlights your skills and versatility. Potential clients want to see your capabilities in action.

Craft a Compelling Profile: Your freelance platform profile should reflect your expertise and personality. A professional yet approachable profile can attract clients seeking a developer who understands their needs.

Niche Specialization: Focusing on a niche can set you apart from the competition. Whether it’s e-commerce, responsive design, or specific frameworks, a specialized skill can attract clients seeking experts.

Effective Communication: Clear communication is crucial throughout the project lifecycle. Understanding client requirements and providing regular updates foster trust and satisfaction.

Set Realistic Rates: Research market rates and assess your skills when setting your pricing. Competitive rates attract clients, but ensure they reflect your expertise.

Freelance web development offers not just financial rewards but also the freedom to work on projects you’re passionate about. Embrace these tips to excel in the ever-evolving world of freelance development.

Mobile App Development

Mobile app development presents a gateway to both technological innovation and financial gains for developers. In a world where smartphones are an integral part of daily life, the demand for innovative and user-friendly apps continues to surge. To thrive in the realm of mobile app development, consider these crucial tips:

Identify a Niche: Focus on a specific niche or problem to solve, ensuring your app meets a genuine need in the market.

User-Centric Design: Prioritize user experience by creating intuitive interfaces, easy navigation, and seamless interactions.

Platform Selection: Decide whether to develop for iOS, Android, or both. Each platform has its unique requirements and user base.

Beta Testing: Conduct thorough beta testing to iron out any bugs and gather user feedback for further improvements.

Monetization Strategy: Choose a monetization model that suits your app, such as in-app purchases, ads, or a one-time purchase fee.

By adhering to these principles, mobile app development can not only fuel your creativity but also generate substantial revenue as your app gains traction and earns its place on users’ screens.

Technical Blogging

Technical blogging has emerged as a powerful avenue for developers to share their expertise, foster a community, and even generate income. As the tech industry evolves rapidly, your insights and experiences can help others navigate this dynamic landscape. Here are some key tips to excel in technical blogging:

Choose Relevant Topics: Focus on subjects that resonate with your target audience. Address challenges, emerging trends, or solutions that developers seek.

Clear Explanations: Break down complex concepts into digestible, step-by-step explanations. Make your content accessible to readers of varying expertise levels.

Originality: Offer unique perspectives and insights. Avoid regurgitating existing content; instead, provide fresh insights that can’t be found elsewhere.

Engage with Your Audience: Encourage comments, questions, and discussions in the comments section. Respond promptly to foster engagement and build a loyal readership.

Monetization Strategies: Consider avenues like ads, affiliate marketing, and sponsored posts to monetize your blog, but ensure they align with your audience’s interests.

Through technical blogging, you not only contribute to the developer community but also position yourself as an authority in your field, attracting opportunities and connections that can significantly enhance your career trajectory.

Online Coding Courses

Delving into the realm of online coding courses offers developers a chance to share their knowledge, foster growth, and generate a consistent income stream. In a world driven by digital education, your coding expertise can resonate with a global audience hungry for skill enhancement. Here are pivotal tips to thrive in the domain of online coding courses:

Curate a Niche: Focus on a specific programming language, framework, or problem-solving skill that resonates with learners and showcases your proficiency.

Structured Syllabus: Organize your course content logically, creating a roadmap that guides learners from basics to mastery in a systematic manner.

Interactive Learning: Employ a mix of video lectures, coding challenges, and quizzes to engage learners actively, enhancing comprehension and retention.

Real-World Applications: Incorporate real-world examples and practical projects to bridge theory and application, making learning tangible.

Marketing Strategies: Leverage social media, educational platforms, and word-of-mouth to market your course effectively, highlighting its unique value.

By immersing yourself in the creation of impactful online coding courses, you nurture a learning ecosystem while also cultivating a sustainable income channel that bolsters your career in the long run.

Open Source Contributions

Engaging in open source contributions empowers developers to collaborate, enhance skills, and establish a reputable presence in the coding community. Open source projects provide a platform to showcase your expertise while benefiting from collective efforts. Here are pivotal tips to excel in the realm of open source contributions:

Identify Projects: Select open source projects aligned with your interests and skills. Look for projects with an active community and clear documentation.

Start Small: Begin with small tasks like bug fixes or documentation updates to familiarize yourself with the project’s workflow and coding standards.

Effective Communication: Engage with the community through forums, issue trackers, and discussions. Seek guidance when needed and contribute constructively.

Quality Over Quantity: Focus on delivering high-quality contributions. Thoroughly test your code, adhere to project guidelines, and maintain clean coding practices.

Consistency: Regularly contribute to establish a presence and showcase your commitment. Gradually tackle more complex tasks as you become more comfortable.

By immersing yourself in open source contributions, you enhance your coding skills, collaborate with fellow developers, and bolster your professional profile, all while contributing to the growth of open source software.

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E-Commerce Website Development

Venturing into e-commerce website development opens doors for developers to shape digital storefronts, connect businesses with customers, and cultivate financial success. As online shopping continues to thrive, the demand for user-friendly, visually appealing e-commerce platforms is ever-growing. Here are vital tips to excel in the realm of e-commerce website development:

Platform Selection: Choose the right e-commerce platform such as Shopify, WooCommerce, or Magento based on the business’s needs, scalability, and customization options.

Responsive Design: Prioritize responsive and mobile-friendly designs to ensure a seamless shopping experience across devices.

Streamlined Navigation: Create intuitive navigation that helps users find products easily. Incorporate search features and clear categories.

Secure Payment Systems: Implement robust security measures for payment gateways to ensure customer data remains safe during transactions.

SEO Optimization: Optimize product pages for search engines by using relevant keywords, meta descriptions, and product images to improve visibility.

By immersing yourself in e-commerce website development, you can help businesses thrive in the digital marketplace while honing your skills and reaping financial rewards in the process.

Software Plugins and Tools

Diving into the realm of software plugins and tools empowers developers to craft innovative solutions that enhance productivity and address specific needs. As the digital landscape evolves, the demand for tools that simplify complex tasks and streamline processes continues to surge. Here are essential tips to excel in creating software plugins and tools:

Identify Pain Points: Pinpoint gaps in existing workflows or challenges faced by users. Develop tools that offer effective solutions to these pain points.

User-Centric Design: Prioritize user experience by designing intuitive interfaces and functionalities that cater to the target audience.

Versatility: Create tools that can be seamlessly integrated into various platforms or software applications, increasing their usability.

Thorough Testing: Rigorously test your plugins or tools across different scenarios to ensure stability, performance, and compatibility.

Regular Updates: Stay engaged with user feedback and evolving requirements. Regularly update and improve your tools to adapt to changing needs.

By immersing yourself in crafting software plugins and tools, you not only provide valuable solutions to users but also create opportunities for passive income through sales or licensing, enhancing both your reputation and your earnings.

Creating a Personal Brand

Developers may generate a distinctive identity, professional reputation, and many chances by developing a personal brand. In an era of digital networking, a strong personal brand can set you apart and open doors to collaborations and growth. Here are key tips to flourish in creating your personal brand:

Authenticity: Showcase your genuine self and values through your online presence. Authenticity resonates with your audience and fosters trust.

Consistent Content: Regularly share valuable insights, tutorials, or industry news that align with your expertise, providing consistent value to your audience.

Engagement: Interact with your followers, respond to comments, and participate in relevant discussions to foster meaningful connections.

Quality over Quantity: Prioritize quality content over volume. Deliver content that showcases your expertise and addresses your audience’s needs.

Multichannel Presence: Utilize diverse platforms — social media, blogging, podcasts — to reach a wider audience and establish a holistic online presence.

By delving into the art of creating a personal brand, you can amplify your impact, attract collaborations, and build a network that fuels your growth, both professionally and personally.

Conclusion

As we explore several methods by which developers might increase their revenue, one thing becomes clear: the need of adaptability. Freelance web development, as well as the creation of online coding classes, are both promising fields for anyone looking to expand their financial and professional horizons. By taking use of them, developers may strengthen their financial footing, broaden their knowledge base, grow their professional network, and confidently face the ever-changing challenges of the modern IT industry. Every effort you put into your side hustle, whether it app development, blogging, or working on an open source project, is a step toward your professional and personal development.

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