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[miss-oranje-disco-dancer]

daddy is my #1 fan

pairing: re6! leon x reader

cw: ddlg, pacifier use, p in v, unprotected sex, oral sex, sex toys

summary: reader is a camgirl and her biggest fan is leon. they meet up at a hotel and have a fun and sexy time

a/n: this is a commission from an anonymous commissioner

wc: 3.1k

You started this gig in a moment of crisis. You’d just gotten laid off and didn’t know how else to come up with rent for that month. Plus, you’d seen the way men stare at you. You might as well use it to your advantage. Initially, you kept your face out of the frame, but the main attraction was still on full-display. It’s a good thing you already had a fair amount of plushies piling up on your bed and quite the collection of cute panties. DDLG had been a secret fantasy of yours for quite some time, but you’d never gotten the guts to bring it up to any of your previous partners. Good thing guys on the internet were totally into it.

You wore a schoolgirl skirt and a pair of pink cotton panties underneath. The skirt was for a Britney Spears Halloween costume, but you advertised it as a “Catholic school uniform”. The Catholic schoolgirl persona made you look even more innocent and girlish than you did when you slipped off your panties with Sanrio characters printed on them and began to grind on your pink frilly pillow.

Some of the usernames in the chat became familiar to you, though you referred to everyone as ‘daddy’ regardless of their handle. The money started rolling in and you were able to buy a vibrator that could be controlled by the paying chatters.

You also received gifts in the mail that you used on camera – sex toys, panties, and pacifiers. You ended up having to show your face with those, but it was worth it to see messages started flooding in, telling you how cute your expression was when you came.

There was one user in particular who donated a lot of money. You had set prices for access to your photos and live streams but he always tipped extra. Once, you were planning to stop the stream when he told you he’d send 300 dollars if you joined a private session with him and came one more time.

“Daddy, I can’t. I’m too sensitive,” you whined.

“I know you can, baby girl. You’ve been doing so well for me tonight,” he typed in the chat.

“Okay, daddy, only for you,” you said, the notification for a donation popped up on your screen. You could be mean and stop the stream, taking the money and using it to buy yourself a nice dinner, but you desperately wanted him to call you a good girl.

It was worth pushing through the over-stimulation to receive a private message with the words, “Daddy’s so proud of you,” along with an extra $100.

Some men could be kind of gross, but this man, whose name you’d had yet to find out, was so kind to you – just like a daddy should be. It seemed like he genuinely cared. He regularly booked private sessions with you and not only did he give you constant praise and encouragement, he would ask how your day was and listen to you talk about anything your mind conjured up. You tried to apologize to him once for wasting his paid time by talking about your life, but he told you he loved hearing your thoughts almost as much as he loved seeing you cum. You gave him an extra orgasm that night as a thank you.

So, when he messaged you with an interesting proposal, it was even more enticing to you.

“Any chance you’d want to meet up in person? I’d pay 1500, half in advance.”

Holy shit. He could very well be a serial killer, but 1500 dollars would be an entire month's rent. Plus, he was going to pay half in advance. Would a serial killer really pay 750 dollars to score a cute victim? You sure hoped not because you were going to meet that man.

You tried not to be shallow but you worried that he might be ugly. Why else would he be paying for sex? You could technically send the money back and bail out if he turned out to be completely disgusting. The fact that he offered to meet at the Ritz Carlton, and not a Motel 6, was your first clue that he wasn’t a total sleazebag.

He knew your face, but you didn’t know his, so you had to wait anxiously in the lobby for him to arrive. You wore your best dress and put your hair up in cute pigtails with a bow tied onto each one. You arrived on time, and began to worry that the mystery man wasn’t coming. A man—hot, mid-30s, you’d guess—smiled at you from across the lobby and you were instantly hit with a wave of disappointment at the fact that you couldn't flirt with him. You had to wait for your man to arrive.

But then, he started walking towards you. A little flirting couldn’t hurt, right? Especially since the other guy was late. He’d understand that you’re just too cute for other men to resist.

When he was within earshot, he said, “Hey, sweet girl.” It was just a coincidence, you assumed. He surely couldn’t be referencing your username. Or maybe he was another fan, maybe you were getting really popular. It only hit you when he said “Ready to go up to our room?” and flashed you a room key.

“You’re ‘agentdaddy’?” You only knew his screen name, which you came to find out was a reference to his real occupation as a government agent. Agent Leon Kennedy — a nice name, but you’d rather call him ‘Daddy’.

“Do I look different than you expected I would?”

“No offense, but I didn’t think you’d be so… hot.” You must’ve been starry-eyed. You hoped it made you look adorable rather than stupid.

“I’m far from offended that you think I’m attractive. I was worried it was the other way around.” He held out his hand and you took it. He led you towards the elevator.

“I’m just surprised that someone like you is paying for someone like me.” You made sure not to let him know that you’d let him have you for free.

“You’re too cute, baby,” he said, while pinching your cheeks which flushed bright pink at the gesture.

He leaned down and gave you the softest, sweetest kiss when you were in the empty elevator. When the elevator stopped at the floor you were staying on, you held out your palm, asking Leon to take it. He happily walked hand-in-hand with you to your hotel room.

When he opened the door, you barely had time to marvel at the gorgeous room because he was already kissing you, and his lips were so soft you could get lost in the feeling of them against yours. Thinking about what else he could do with his mouth made you feel dizzy. Good thing he was getting ready to pick you up and place you on the king-sized bed.

He drank in the sight of you, not hungry or animalistic—he didn’t want to devour you, he wanted to dote on you, to take his time with you.

Before he took off his jacket and his own shoes, he helped you unbuckle your mary-janes.

He ran his hands up the fabric of your thigh-highs. A brand new pair that you’d worn just for him. “These look so cute on you,” he said.

“Thank you, daddy,” you said in a small voice, both shy and falling further into your little girl headspace.

“Can daddy see what’s under your pretty dress?”

You nodded your head enthusiastically. You picked out a special pair of panties just for him. Baby pink with “I <3 Daddy” on the front in red. He manhandled you, standing you up so he could take off your dress. You lifted your arms up before being asked, knowing he was going to help you pull it over your head. Leon picked you up and laid you down on the bed, stopping to admire you. You watched as pure desire filled his eyes. He almost forgot to hang up your dress because he was so distracted by your barely covered cunt. Your arousal had already created a wet patch in the thin fabric of your panties.

Leon discarded his shirt before getting on his knees. He wanted to tease you further but longed to taste you. He spread your thighs with his big hands and then he ran his thumb across your still-clothed slit. His light touch was tantalizing, making you shiver.

“So pretty for daddy,” he said. “I knew you were beautiful on camera, but you’re even prettier in person. I bet you taste good too.”

All thoughts swiftly exited your brain and all you could say was “daddy”.

“Daddy’s right here, sweet girl.” His fingers played with the waistband of your panties before he asked, “Can daddy take these off?”

“Yes, daddy,” you said.

He gently slipped them off and began to play with your folds, admiring your beauty. “Oh, baby,” he said, “your princess parts are so wet. Have you been waiting for daddy?”

“Yeah,” you said, “Need daddy’s help.”

“Such a good girl for waiting. I bet it was really hard when you were feeling this way.”

You nodded repeatedly, making sure he received your silent confirmation.

Leon’s head dipped between your thighs and you were biting back moans of anticipation. He flattened his tongue and took a languid lick up your folds, stopping at your clit to suck gently, earning more of your slick and an unbridled moan.

You knew you could reach your peak quickly if he continued. You were already fighting the overwhelming urge to buck your hips as you were dying for the feeling of his tongue.

He pulled back all too soon. Your immediate response was a whine, so desperate it almost saddened Leon.

“Shh… baby it’s okay,” he cooed, bringing his hand up to your cheek. “Daddy just wants to take his time with you.” He selfishly needed to taste you first, but he knew he couldn’t neglect the rest of your body. It would be sinful not to worship an angel like you fully.

“Let me go get something to calm you down, okay?”

You agreed, though your eyes were glossy with tears the moment Leon stood up. You assumed the overnight bag he brought held only a toothbrush and an extra pair of clothes, but you were glad to see that he brought you a brand new pacifier.

Your lips parted, almost instinctively to let him slot the pacifier between them. You sucked on the nub contentedly as you allowed Leon to move you so that you were comfortably situated on the bed with your head on the pillow while he loomed over you, getting a perfect view of your gorgeous figure. Each of his hands cupped one of your tits, giving them a gentle squeeze and then taking a moment to play with your nipples. He gave a kiss to each one because good girls with pretty tits deserve kisses.

“You’re such a good girl. Daddy’s gonna kiss you all over now.” As Leon began to kiss down your stomach, making his way towards the parts of you that needed his touch the most, you held out a hand for him to take. He smiled at your adorable gesture and intertwined his fingers with yours while his other hand held onto one of your hips.

“I think your princess parts need the most kisses. Is that right, baby?”

You nodded eagerly and Leon got to work, beginning by pressing his lips to your clit. You were struggling to keep the pacifier in your mouth as the feeling of his tongue lapping at your folds had you holding back moans. His middle finger slipped inside you, followed by his index, and as he curled them upward to meet that sensitive spot, your legs began to shake. You gripped his hand tighter and he stopped the movements of his mouth only momentarily to say, “I know, I know, baby. Just relax for me. Let it happen. Daddy’s gonna be here the whole time.”

When his lips reattached to your clit as he continued to finger you, doubling the pleasure he was giving you, you came – causing the pacifier to fall from your lips, leaving a trail of drool dripping from your mouth. You moaned loudly, chanting “daddy” over and over again, gushing around his fingers. He made sure not to let a single drop of your arousal go to waste, savoring your taste and refusing to pull back until you pushed his head away.

“Too much, Daddy, too much,” you whined.

“Alright, alright, cutie. Daddy will give you a break.”

“No break, no break, daddy.”

“No break? I thought you said it was too much, honey.”

“Need daddy inside,” you pouted. Leon nearly let a groan slip from his mouth.

“Need daddy inside, huh?” He was unable to resist you. “Let me go get something for you first, okay?”

As it turned out, there were more surprises in his bag. He brought you a plushie to hold onto, and you pulled him into a hug, thanking him for the gift.

You held onto the plushie as you watched Leon take off his pants, fully entranced by the sight of his dick.

“Daddy, I don’t think it’s gonna fit.” It was a huge ego boost to Leon, but you truly weren’t sure if you could take him fully inside.

“It’s gonna fit, sweet pea. We’re gonna go slowly.”

Going slowly didn’t stop the intense feeling of being stretched, but Leon showered you in praise as he pressed inside you, one inch at a time.

“Look at you,” he said with a wide grin when you were fully filled by him. He pointed to the slight bulge in your belly where you could see his dick. You were amazed at your own ability to take him so well, and he was too, as confirmed with his next words.

“Daddy’s so proud of you,” he said. It was your favorite sentence to hear from him. The words alone could make you moan.

“We need to be careful not to get a noise complaint,” he said and picked up the pacifier, placing it back in your mouth. Your oral fixation happily obliged.

Leon fucked you slowly, but deeply, making sure that you felt every inch. The tip touched your cervix with every thrust.

It didn’t take long for Leon to say, “You’re gonna make daddy cum, baby. You’re so tight for me, feels so good.” Leon was nearly as lost in the feeling as you were. With the pacifier occupying your mouth, you couldn’t even tell Leon how close you were to the edge, but he was paying attention.

“Gonna cum for daddy?” he asked, needing to make sure that your pleasure came first.

Tears were forming in your waterline as you nodded, and you sobbed as your second orgasm hit you harder than the first. Leon continued to thrust slowly in and out of you as he held back his own impending orgasm. He led you through the aftershocks before pulling out and spilling all over your thighs, marking you the best he could without cumming inside you. He didn’t want to get you pregnant just yet.

“You did so good for me, baby,” he said as he placed a kiss on each cheek. “I think we should clean you up with a bath.”

Leon came prepared for bath time. From his suitcase – aka his bag of gifts for you – he pulled out rubber duckies and a bottle of bubble bath.

He picked you up and carried you bridal style to the bathroom so you wouldn’t have to use your tired legs, standing you in the bathtub, making sure to keep you upright while he wiped down your thighs that were still sticky with his release.

Leon removed you from the bath and sat you down on a towel, so he could run the water, making sure it was the perfect temperature – he had you stick your hand in to test it out before he helped you step into the tub.

You looked at him, confused. “Daddy, you aren’t getting in the bath with me?”

“Baby, the bath is for you. Daddy takes showers. You’re too little for those.”

Confusion turned to betrayal and a tear rolled down your cheek. Leon immediately backtracked. “It’s okay, honey, daddy can get in too if it’ll make his little girl happy.”

You nodded and the tears subsided. Leon swiped his thumbs across your cheeks and gave you a kiss on the forehead as an apology for suggesting you bathe alone. When he climbed in with you, he positioned in his lap, facing away from him so you could have fun with your rubber duckies, though you did end up laying your head on his chest by the end of bath time.

At first, it was difficult for Leon to stop himself from getting hard with your ass rubbing up against him, but he was soon distracted by your attempt at a bubble beard.

“Look daddy,” you said, proud of your work.

You were even happier with yourself after hearing Leon’s praises. “My baby looks pretty even with bubbles all over her face.”

“Gonna give you one, too, daddy,” you beamed before you coated his face in bubbles. It was too late for him to say no, though you were too adorable for him to refuse any offer from you.

Your fingers and toes were beginning to prune by the time you laid your cheek to Leon’s chest, and you were clearly ready for bed. Leon stepped out of the tub first so that he could be ready to wrap you in a towel the moment you got out. He wouldn’t want his baby to be cold for a second.

“Pajamas?” he asked when he carried you to bed.

“No, wanna be naked with daddy.”

Leon was more than happy to oblige with that request.

“We better get under the covers, then. Don’t wanna get cold, do we?”

You agreed, knowing that daddy was right. Lying skin to skin with Leon kept you warm through the night – so warm you almost missed your checkout time.

“Maybe we should just stay for an extra night, baby,” Leon said, leaning in for your first kiss of the day.

“Really?” You were more than pleased with his idea.

“Uh-huh,” he said, “I think daddy needs some more time playing with baby today.”

“Yeah,” you agreed, “need to play with daddy.”

You were lucky you were still naked from the night before, so there was no hassle of getting undressed. Leon was willing to pay double for another day with you, but when his lips met yours, you forgot about all payment. Your number one supporter deserved a freebie, you decided. 

[canonsinthehead]

Naruto Modern AU/Hollywood pt.9 - THE GOSSIP FILES (Voted by the audience)

Get ready for all the tea and drama!

Did you know that Sera and Zabuza graduated from Kirigakure's Dance & Performance Arts Academy? Both in Dance degrees, this is why you can sometimes see them perform together, they've been attending the same schools since high school.

Regardless of his frown eyebrows and later change of carrer, Zabuza is a dance at heart.

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Brother of the Financial figure, Madara Uchiha has been spotted at the performative artist/bordeline corn star Ibiki Morino annual boat party on a private beach in the Land of the Moon.

Obviously Mizuki (and the podcast bros) jumped on the case and proclaimed the existence of a promiscuity curse on the Uchiha Family and their close relatives.

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"KEEP MY HUSBAND NAME OUT YOUR MOUTH!" proclaimed WWE fighter Sakura Haruno after her opponent Kin Tsuchi got disrespectful during the pre-game weigh in. She insulted her and her family but the pink-haired world champion remained calm.

She won a soul-crushing victory with barely any injuries.

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Most popular streamer "Eida" issued an public apology after saying offensive words "Sorry guys, I didn't know any better because I'm an android..."

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ONCE AGAIN, Boruto Uzumaki gets injured after a prank "in the hood" goes wrong, he was discharged from the hospital 2 days later.

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A-List actor Itachi Uchiha is spotted with an undentified male at a Konoha motel. An employee claiming the existence of a sex tape, threaten to release security camera footage. A lawsuit is ongoing...

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Leader of the Jashin Cult, Hidan was finally arrested this past friday.

Both him and Mega cruch pastor Kakuzu Osteen has been linked a networks of various online scams and misinformation. Their funds made of illegal donation collections goes up to 300 millions $ The authoritiess are still looking for the pastor who vanished after the arrest of the cult leader.

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Madara's Uchiha's 3rd wife, Maria Uchiha has won won a child support settlement going up to 300,000$ per months for the two children they had together. It is the highest ever seen comparing to his 3 other wives and 6 other children. According to private documents, she is the only one figured on the man's testament.

I know this one doesn't make any sense because Madara is supposed to death al ong time ago according to this HD BUUUTTTT hear me out... I still picture him a someone who would have multiple wives even if he's nothing but a pack of bones.

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Rapper Hanabi is getting backlash online over her group last single TOMBOY.

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Renowned fashion designer Orochimaru kicks off this year's fall collection with Basketball player Kiba Inuzuka & Bussiness owner Neji Hyuuga.

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[redmyeyes]

transience

People always ask where you're from. And they don't trust you when you say, I'm not really from anywhere, even if it's the truth. My brother and I used to have whole conversations with people and pretend we were in the circus, or pretend we were orphans, or just practice European accents on people because there's really no reason not to. You're not hurting anyone and they'll never believe you anyway. This one school, we thought we were only going to for a few weeks but we ended up there for three months and Dean had to fake an Irish accent the whole time.

24-hour gas stations at three a.m. are straight out of a David Lynch movie. One of the weirdest feelings is rocking up in the middle of the night, catching a few hours shut-eye because you're too broke that week for a motel, and then wandering into the lurid candy-brightness in flip-flops and sweats and your hair all fucked up, using the bathroom, and then flashing a peace sign at the bored attendant on your way out. Maybe they're used to it, I don't know. Who else uses a gas station at three a.m.? Dean said those years when I was gone and Dad shipped him off on his own, he didn't use a motel once, that whole first summer.

If you get in legal trouble, no one can really do anything to you unless you go back to that county or city or state. That goes double if you're a minor, as long as you don't go back until you're an adult. If you have a fake ID from a different state and they try to run the numbers, they'll almost always assume it's a problem with their system pulling records from another state and just write it down and let you go. That's why most of our IDs were from California. I don't know if Dad had some kind of grudge against the coast or whatever but it's the only one of the lower 48 we never went to. Why do you think I picked Stanford?

If you don't have a shower for a few days, you can always find a restaurant or gas station bathroom with a locking door. Always leave stuff nice so no one notices.

It's possible to eat well on the road, but you have to really really try. And also have more money than you know what to do with. Why buy gas station produce that'll give you diarrhea nine times out of ten when you can just stock up on jerky that'll last you for months? We always kept emergency rations of jerky and gatorade in the trunk. Gatorade is even more sickly sweet at room temperature, but it never goes bad and it keeps the jerky from sticking in your throat.

Carrying extra water is also a must. A lot of motels use gray water and most people don't know about it. If you shower in that, you'll smell like sewage for days.

Sometimes though. Sometimes you'll be flying down one of those endlessly straight desert roads at 120 mph, with the baked-in heat radiating off the dirt in wavy lines you can actually see, and you've been on the road five hours already with another 300 miles to hit before dark, and you'll look over and your brother will give you this grin and cock his head back, and close his eyes and take his hands off the wheel—

And you'll wake up pre-dawn on the side of the road when the sky's just beginning to turn from deepest black to navy to palest pink on the horizon, and you'll exit the car quiet so your brother doesn't wake up, and stretch and piss into the cold desert air with not even a rabbit watching, and feel like you and him are the only two people left on the planet, and you'll think, I'm from nowhere. I'm from here.

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

In December I got a job as a "park ambassador," which the description made sound like a desk job, an event coordinator, but actually turned out to be a manual laborer/groundskeeper. I got overwhelmed by the workload on my first day and quit the morning that would have been my second.

This month I got a job as a front desk clerk at a hotel. Those of you who follow me probably know that I had this exact job at a motel down in the Keys for years, so it was a lateral move, something familiar to fall back on, much easier than the suprise manual labor the park sprung on me. Well, turns out this place lied too because they're cross training me to be a housekeeper, which is ABSOLUTELY NOT worth my time and effort. That wasn't in the job description, and that was never brought up in the interview. Today was my first full shift, and it was horrendous from start to finish because there was simultaneously too much to do and not enough. What I mean is that every single task they gave me had ten or fifteen steps and substeps to follow in sequence, so even the simplest one was needlessly overcomplicated. There's a ton of shit to do, followed by long stretches of absolutely nothing. At my old job, my boss did not give one half of two shits what I did to fill the time; I could go on my phone or my laptop, I could read a book, I could draw, I could space out or take a nap, she didn't care as long as I immediately dropped what I was doing whenever the phone rang or a customer came to the door. No such luck here. I'm not allowed to read, I'm supposed to either sit there in silence or find something to do to look busy for the cameras. That's all it is, just pointless busywork. There are not 8 hours worth of tasks, but they expect you to do 8 hours worth of work!

Oh, and if the woman who's training me was really passive agressive all day about the fact that I asked her to go over the steps slowly so I could take notes and create a checklist. She made a really fucking annoying comment about how I'm the only trainee who has trouble retaining information, like I'm some drooling moron when it's literally my first day. She's younger than I am but she's already been married, had a kid, gotten a divorce, bought and sold two houses, and landed a career as a middle manager, so to her I'm lower than dirt, an abject failure, an example of how not to live your life. She made me feel about three feet tall, and the only thing that prevented me from calling it quits again was that I desperately need the money. This is the way it is: every day I'm scheduled is $100 dropped into my bank account. $15 per hour, 8 hour shifts, that's $120 per day before tax, something like $102 to $105 take home pay. I was hired to be part time, only two or tree days a week, but it pays weekly instead of biweekly so every Friday I'll get $200 or $300. This week they gave me a full 40 hours for training, so that's $500 if I can make it to the end of it without having another panic attack. If I imagine my boss handing me a $100 bill every day at clock out, I think I can get through this.

If they lied about the content of the job, I'm going to give it a solid 75% effort. I'm not gonna stress about meeting quotas or finding ways to look busy. I'm gonna keep using my checklists. I'm gonna keep them with me and go down them one item at a time in front of the customers because that's what I need to do, and if corporate doesn't like it they can fire me. This is just a job, not a career. I'm not an essential worker. I don't give a shit if a customer has a substandard experience. I don't give a shit if the elevator has scuff marks that need to be mopped. I don't care if someone leaves their laundry hamper next to the coin-op machines while they run. I am going to half-ass it all!

I have a disability and it has only gotten worse in the last five years. When I was in college I had good insurance and good medication, but now my plans have next to no coverage; the only meds I can afford are the msot common ones that doctors give away like candy. They don't work for me, but the good shit is too expensive, so i'm wallowing. I was barely able to function in the Keys, but I was driven by my goals of buying a car and moving out of my parents place; now that I've achieved both of those things, I have nothing to look forward too and have lost all motivation to even try. I am not alone, I know plenty of people who are in the exact same boat as me, but apparently none of them live within 500 miles. All my would-be peers up here are successful and functional. it comes easy to them. I'm the only one who seems to struggle. Surely I can't be the only one, but I never see anyone else like me in real life, only ever online. Are they just good at hiding it? Why can't I do that too?

[orangethefroot]

Idk if anyone made this yet but i just watched the grand Budapest hotel and thought:

What if there was a mansion/"hotel" in the forest but in some weird way they get/attract specific guests.

Some of high wealth others are just here through some sort of association.

- How they get into the hotel -

A person can go to any hotel/motel or maybe be at home. However, by maybe the next day or some days after, once they step outside their room, the hotel/motel/house/apartment may look a bit different. Im thinking like those backroom/liminal spaces.

Maybe a lot more quiet. Maybe the corridor stays the same, but the elevator is different. Maybe they meet up with someone who has no idea whats going on. There's even a chance they bump into a creepypasta who "works" in the hotel. I know for sure that the more they walk around, the more obvious it is that they're not where they once were.

Im thinking the hotel can handle 200-300 people at most. It's more fun for the workers, im guessing. But the average will be about 150??

- How the hotel runs -

I think the hotel will give a false impression of letting everyone (the guests) know the "Boss" is catering to them for their help and hard work.

Maybe it's odd that once every couple days someone dissappears, but its only cause Boss knows when its time for them to leave. Maybe it's also weird that there's a curfew. Or the fact that some of the workers seem empty? Disfigured? Souless? There's nothing to worry about. Most of them are quiet friendly and ready to help in any way they can.

Oh, how lovely, a form of entertainment put together by the Boss. Oh, that was the guy that left the hotel last week.....

They're gonna have to reveal everything eventually. Just not in the way you would think. The workers will return to normal after their amazing performance, but throughout the weeks, the bloodlust starts to show.

- The reader's situation -

The guests get tortured/killed off over time unless they prove loyalty or their worth to slenderman during their stay. So the only reason they just so happen to end up in the mansion is due to disloyalty or a guest plans on leaving the country to get away. This "trial" period can take maybe 3 months? Or more? Before they're allowed to leave (omg like the menu, I never watched it, but thats a part of it, right??).

In this version, y/n could be one of a few categories.

Y/n of old money who probably found out the family funds this.... cult? And want nothing to do with it. They tried confronting their closest relatives until they decided y/n needed a vacation from all this stress. Y/n can be involved if you prefer it.

Y/n is an accomplice/associated with the creeps accidently/intentionally and planned on dipping for some reason. Y/n could be a supplier or an informant, maybe a bystander who was extremely lucky to get away and wanted to spread the truth. This route will involve a woker/workers interacting with you more. This depends on who the worker is. If y/n was an unfortunate bystander, their stay is probably gonna be the worst of the guests.

Wrong place wrong time. Where y/n gets set up somehow or was planning on spending time with the suspected traitor and got ropped into this. Anything related to them just having no idea about anything. They still have to prove their loyalty or try and show that they can be useful. Or you can be used as an example. Being innocent seems like a hit or miss...

Rich / associated / accomplice / lucky / innocent

- Escaping -

Not possible. Ur literally going against an eternal being that just warped u into the middle of the forest in the mansion. There's no book spell. No gem stone or special magical puppy fairy that will get u out of this.

You can try to manipulate the workers into helping u escape, but it will only be temporary before ur teleported back to the mansion, and no one remembers you. This route will lead to u losing ur sanity completely as ur mind will eventually start splitting the more this happens.

Not even ending your own life is possible as the big boss himself will just bring you back. Again, no one remembers you doing it.

So no. U can't escape.

- How do you survive -

Idk tbh💀💀💀 goodluck...

I mean, i really dont know. Just do as you're told and try not to get any funny ideas. 150 guests means there are definitely going to be people going against each other to prove their loyalty and you do not want to mess with the workers.

Im not gonna lie. There is so much to think about in terms of survival and how guests can actually prove their loyalty. So im giving gists of it.

No one really knows what the Boss (slenderman obviously) wants. No one knows his purpose. No one even knows where this whole thing started. All everyone knows is that you must do as you're told no matter how horrid the task is.

So to survive, i think you just have to do as you're told, stay alive, and dont try to leave.

I think the hardest part of surviving will probably be if you're already a target or the guests themselves.

- who's who? -

Boss - slenderman

Workers - Jeff, Eyeless Jack, Tim, Brian, Toby, Clockwork, Jane, Nina, Nathan, etc.

Haunted beings? - Ben, sally

Im not sure what role they play. I think it's dependent on your situation. Also didn't think this far ahead.

Anyway, that's all. I tend to have a lot of creepypasta AUs??? But not as fully thought out as this one, so i had to write it down. Of course, it has its missing pieces and maybe more i want to add, but I've been typing this out for 2-3hrs😭😭 i am not a writer idk how y'all do it.

For now, all the smuty romance stuff shall remain in my head. And my hopes that this becomes a thing or is already a thing shall be in the air.

[beardedmrbean]

An aspiring Houston rapper who threatened physical harm and violence toward females and their families was sentenced to 27 years in federal prison Tuesday for sex trafficking young girls, including a 14-year-old runaway. 

Aryion Dupree Jackson, 24, was handed the nearly 30-year sentence from U.S. District Judge Lee Rosenthal. He pleaded guilty Dec. 19, 2022, to sex trafficking of a minor and conspiracy to traffic an adult female by force, fraud or coercion. 

Between August 2019 and July 2020, Jackson, whose rap name is Yung Corleon, made minor and adult females have sex with people for money, according to the  U.S. Attorney's Office for the Southern District of Texas. They were threatened with violence and told to get tattoos of Jackson's brand — a five-point crown and a bag of money. 

A 14-year-old girl, who was reported as a runaway by Baytown police in September 2019, was forced to have sex with people for three months to line Jackon's pockets. When interviewed by Harris County Constable's Office Precinct 5 during a traffic stop, the girl claimed to be 19, showed deputies a fake New Jersey driver's license and told them that she worked at an adult entertainment venue, court records show. 

The runaway told authorities during an interview in October 2019 that she was in a long-term relationship with Jackson, he knew her actual age and she traveled with him out-of-state for rap concerts, according to court records. 

Based on a text sent from the 14-year-old girl, Jackson had 12 women and girls living in a "trap house" at some point, court documents state. He didn't provide food for the women or minors, but he regularly gave them drugs to keep them working for him. 

The Human Trafficking Rescue Alliance officials rescued an adult woman after Jackson trafficked her for a month and a half. During her time with Jackson, she had to earn at least $1,000 a day by charging anywhere from $100 to $300 per sex act, the U.S. Attorney's Office said. The adult woman was told to have sex at a motel near Plainfield and Bissonnet or in nearby parking lots, according to court documents. 

If the victims didn't meet Jackson's quota, he told them to "get back to work or get their a** beat," the adult woman told authorities during an interview. She also said Jackson threatened to kill or harm the victims' families if they left him. He even pointed a handgun at her head and threatened to shoot her if she didn't follow his instructions. 

Jackson, a documented gang member, had various Instagram accounts. One of them had several posts advertising him as a pimp, and the account contained photos of him with money and guns. 

He was initially arrested in November on weapon and drug possession charges by Texas Department of Public Safety troopers. Police realized once he was in custody that he was also wanted for trafficking. Despite being in jail since November, Jackson continued to traffic women through July 2020 from jail through phone calls, the U.S. Attorney's Office said. He was caught with cellphones and drugs.

Jackson will remain in custody pending transfer to a U.S. Bureau of Prisons facility to be determined in the near future.  

Once Jackson's sentence is complete, he will have to register as a sex offender and serve 15 years on supervised release, officials with U.S. Attorney's Office for the Southern District of Texas said in a news release. While under supervised release, his access to children and the Internet will be restricted.

“Young women and girls are not commodities to be sold for the financial benefit of gang members,” U.S. Attorney for SDTX Alamdar Hamdani said in the news release. “We must remain vigilant to combat this problem together. To the victims - please know we have your backs. To the traffickers - you might want to watch your back. To all the others - please look for the signs and call the authorities.”

[kiradical]

It’s possible my uncle won’t let me bring the cats (which is a non-negotiable to me. They go or I don’t.) so mom mentioned maybe finding somewhere else for me to stay. So I’m looking at places for rent and just…

It’s insane times when people are trying to rent SINGLE BEDROOMS for $1,000/month.

I don’t mean one bedroom apartments. I mean a single bedroom in someone else’s apartment or house.

Motels are $300+ a WEEK.

I’m fucked. I’m entirely fucked.

[quietwings-fics]

Unknown Legacy

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Fandom: Supernatural Ship: JohnLisa & DeanLisa Additional Tags: John Winchester is Ben Braeden's Parent, What-If, Fatherhood, Angst Wordcount: 300 Prompt:

"happy thanksgiving, if u celebrate that. anyways. john/lisa fic with ben as their kid plz?"

The irony of it is that they’ll never really know.

There are a lot of Lisas between the East and West Coast, if either of them were prone to putting names to the faces of their one night-one week-one month stands. Dean would never come to the conclusion on his own; even as an adult, he doesn’t imagine his father as capable of seeing another woman besides his mother. (Despite all evidence to the contrary, and there’s a lot of that: close quarters over hundreds of miles and motel rooms, there’s no way for Dean to miss the odd “forgotten” pair of panties or the foreign smell of someone else in their space.) Between Mary’s ghost and John’s obsession, it’s too hard for him to tangle with his dad having other needs taken care of.

Lisa will never know, either. She never sees them both in the same place. She’s a well-kept secret from both father and son, and Ben? She keeps him from both.

What Dean suspects is that she lied to spare him some guilt. He sees too much of himself in Ben for there to be any doubt. He finds the hole of fatherhood he’s trying to fill familiar, like a grave.

He inserts himself into their life. He removes himself again, sharp scalpel to cancerous growth. Ben isn’t a Winchester in name, he thinks, and maybe, if he can believe Lisa for one minute, if he can trust how her story about a stranger (with dark hair, a leather jacket, a haunted look, and a scar she once described that made Dean feel like he was forgetting something important), then Ben isn’t one in blood, either. Maybe he’s safe after all.

It’s a good thing he never meets Ben again.

Ben grows into his father’s face.

(Enjoyed it? Any interaction is welcomed. You can even support me on Ko-Fi <3)

[all-blogs-things]

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[captainstevenjohnstonme]

She Digs Me

My name is Norman Babbage and i am currently residing four foot below the ground tangled in the roots of an oak tree in my own backyard.

The worms have been very busy today ,I feel them as they squirm and wriggle between my ribs turning my rotting flesh into nutrient rich compost.

I have been down here in the dank earth for two weeks now ever since my wife Maureen split my head open with a hammer as I slept.

After committing the dastardly deed the murderous bitch wrapped me in a blanket, dragged me downstairs out into the backyard where under the cover of darkness she rolled me into a hole that I had dug a few weeks prior.

My killer told me that she was planning on buying a few oak trees to screen our house from the neighbors and silly me believed every word.

Maureen and I had only been married for just on ten years and at first we were madly in love but over the years her controlling nature and meanness became to much for me and i was in the process of filing for divorce.

We first met in 2010 at the local bowling alley where we got to talking, soon the two of us were so engaged with each other that we completely forgot all about the game.

Maureen was big even back then and easily out weighed me by thirty pounds but she had long blond hair and a pleasant smile so we walked across the road booked a motel room and made love all through the night.

In the morning as we drank coffee and ate sausages and eggs for breakfast Maureen told me I fucked her like a love struck teenager even though she was 33 years old and I a year younger.

When I paid for our meal Maureen grabbed my hand in a vice like grip and whispered in my ear. 'You are mine now Norman you can never leave me.'

I should have walked away there and then but i thought she joking but she wasn't Maureen was serious, deadly serious.

We were married six months later in a church dating back to 1653 in Pudsey, Leeds, England where we exchanged our vows in front of over 300 family members and friends.

Just before we entered the church my best man Pete Harrison who i have known since we went to pre school together way back when pulled me aside and said 'Are you sure about this mate? There is something about Maureen that gives me the creeps, it isn't too late to just walk away.'

Again i ignored my gut feeling and my friends advice and walked into the church.

The first year of our union went fairly smoothly but i did notice that Maureen had become very clingy hardly letting me out of her sight unless I needed to visit the bathroom or go to work at the post office,

When i arrived home from work Maureen would be waiting by the front door and i began to feel like a prisoner in my own house.

Whenever I told her that I was going out for a few drinks with my mates Maureen would tag along making the situation very uncomfortable and soon my friends stopped asking me to join them.

I grew increasingly anxious and around the time of our third wedding anniversary is when I first started to think about leaving my wife and getting my life back.

Maureen must have sensed my unease because one night after i arrived home after doing a late shift she sidled up behind me and began to nibble on my ear.

Foolishly I thought that she was after some love but I was sorely mistaken 'Don't even think about leaving me Norman because if you do i will find where you are hiding and drag you home.'

'Have a good hard look in the mirror you ugly little man, remember Norman you are mine and the only way you will leave me is in a pine box.'

I do look in the mirror and i don't like what I see, Maureen is right i am geeky looking and a bit of a coward so just say goodnight and go to sleep in the spare room.

For the next four or five years I put up with her mental and physical abuse, I could feel my frustration was about to boil over.

I wasn't going to put up with her shit any longer so when the bitch comes home from the grocery shopping I will confront her and demand a divorce.

Maureen arrives home in a foul mood as usual 'Norman can you get your finger out of your arse and give me a hand around here, I am tired of being your slave.'

I now realize that I should have walked out when she was out but I needed to talk to her face to face so when she enters the living room I grab her arm 'Maureen I am leaving you today and I won't be back, I am tired of your crap, you have mase my life a misery and i can't take it no more.'

'Sure thing Norman go and pack your bags and get the fuck out of here.'

That wasn't the reaction I was expecting but I quickly went into the bedroom few a few things in a suitcase and headed towards the front door with relief, Maureen can rot in hell as far as I am concerned, finally that nutcase will be out of my life for good.

But i go to grab my car keys from the side table where I left them they aren't there than when i turn around to ask Maureen if she has seen my car WHACK.

I didn't feel any pain when the rolling pin cracked open my skull because I was dead before my body hit the floor.

Nor did I comprehend what was happened to me as my body was dragged by my feet out into the backyard and deposited into the hole that I had dug for Maureens oak trees.

The trees were delivered yesterday and I was going to plant them on the weekend but now Maureen gladly does the planting all by herself covering my body with dirt.

When the moonlight is blotted out for the last time I don't blink or shed a single tear.

The worms are feasting on my decaying flesh and every now and then i would get a soaking as it rained or Mareen watered the trees to make sure that the roots delved deeper into the ground taking my bones and memory deeper into oblivion.

But as you will soon find out all of my wives efforts will come back and bite her huge oversized arse.

As I lay in the dank dark earth the roots of the oak tree support me like an old friend.

For Maureen the situation is about to become grave, very grave indeed.

The murderer herself is now relaxing on the back porch soaking up the midday sun while she enjoys a gin and tonic and a cucumber sandwich.

It has been a week since she killed her husband and she knows that sooner or later someone will come looking for him.

Yesterday she rang his boss at the post office telling him that Norman had run off to Spain with his girlfriend so don't expect him back at work anytime soon.

The police might come snooping around at some point Maureen knows but she has already come up with a plan to change her identity and move down to Australia.

When she finishes her lunch Maureen wanders out to the yard to do a spot of gardening.

The oak trees are settling in nicely so hopefully her husbands body is now nothing more than mush but to make sure Maureen grabs the hose she gives the tree another good soaking 'Sorry Norman but if someone was going to end our marriage it would be me and not a spineless piece of shit like you.'

'Now be a good boy and give the bugs a good feed so that my tree can grow big and strong something that you never were and never will be.'

Four foot below the deceased Norman Babbage soaks up the water that permeates around his bones and the strings of flesh that still cling to his frame despite the worms efforts.

His wives voice wafts down from above and her stinging words cut deep causing Norman to reach out a bony hand and begin to crush the oak trees spindly into dust.

One day soon bitch justice will come looking for you.

A few days later Maureen is beginning to show signs of stress, the oak trees out back are starting to unhealthy especially the one that she planted over her husbands corpse.

Surely Normans rotting flesh and the copious amount of water the tree has received should mean a thriving plant so why are the trees dropping leaves and looking half dead?

While she smokes a cigarette Maureen sneaks glances at the oak tree like a mother wolf eying it's prey.

She knows that her dead husband is somehow responsible for her misery,' Why cant the bastard just go to hell where he belongs and leave me alone?

Night after night Maureen would go out onto the porch and watch while she drank gin from the bottle and chained smoked cigarettes that glowed like fireflies as she drew in the soothing smoke.

As she wallows in her self inflicted misery Maureen eats a krispy kreme donut that adds to her ever expanding waist line.

Another donut is about to be dispatched when Maureen hears the voice of her long dead mother enters her alcohol soaked brain 'Maureen you should never have done what you did Norman was a good man who didn't deserve to be married to a fat no good bitch like you.'

'I never liked you Maureen but i still love you because you were my daughter, so hear is a piece of free advice, cut out the booze and sugar because you are bigger than a truck at the moment.'

'Heed my advice sweetheart and everything will be alright.'

Maureen shudders at her sound of her mothers voice 'Shut up bitch and leave me alone.'

When no reply is forth coming Maureen opens a fresh bottle of gin has a deep swallow than stumbles off to bed.

As she sleeps the murderess moans and murmurs in distress but soon the sound transcends into a raspy snore that rattles around the neighborhood causing all of the dogs in the vicinity to go run and hide.

Out in the yard the leaves from the oak tree continue to fall while the remaining roots beneath begin to rise to the surface on a seek and destroy mission.

When she wakes Maureen has a liquid breakfast followed by an all day binge.

Deep down she still blames her no good husband for all of the wrongness in her life.

Tomorrow she will use the same spade that Norman used to dig his own grave ' You want to play games Norman? Well motherfucker I can play better than anyone.'

Lunchtime the next morning Norman's bones sense a disturbance in the soil , a glint of metal catches his dead fish eye 'Good God the stupid bitch is digging me up to make sure that I am still down here.'

When the sun hits Normans body he doesn't react but his soul whispers some words 'Jesus Maureen you have really let yourself go haven't you?

'Go and eat another donut but leave some room in that obese stomach of yours because soon I will be force feeding you a shit load of trouble.'

Maureen looks down at her dead husband and a smile lights up her pudgy face while she begins to refill the hole 'How could I have been so stupid to believe that Norman had somehow come back to life and was haunt her days and nights.'

Now satisfied that Norman is still down in the hole Maureen goes inside for a well earned drink .

The fog is thick that night winter is almost here but Maureen is sleeping snug and cozy in her bed.

She doesn't feel the approaching cold snap nor the oak tree roots creeping forward towards the house.

When dawn arrives birds are chirping noisily as they eat as many berries and seeds as they can before they fly south for the winter.

,Maureen wakes to the sound of the birds and she isn't happy about it' Shut the fuck up you feathered arseholes, can't a person get some sleep around here.'

Knowing that she wont be getting anymore sleep Maureen gets out of bed and waddles towards the bathroom.

While she sits on the toilet Maureen rubs the sleep from her eyes but just what appears to be a tree root inches forward beneath the bathroom door 'What In the fuck? Maureen whimpers as she tries to hide but there is nowhere to go.

She squeezes every last drop of urine from her body as she looks beneath the door and thankfully the root is gone.'

The terrified woman prays to the heavens vowing never to touch another drop of alcohol ever again.

When she stands to adjust her clothing when a thick root darts forward from beneath the door wraps itself around her right ankle and yanks Maureen off her feet.

There is no way that Maureen will ever fit beneath the door but the root couldn't give a shit pulls with all of its might , both of Maureens legs snap and the bones splinter.

The sound of her screams send all of the birds outside to take off towards Africa at break neck speed.

The bathroom door is ripped from the hinges and Maureen explodes through the opening where she tries to grab a bed leg in a desperate attempt to stop herself being dragged to her doom but the root is having none of that and pulls her across the carpet.

Maureen screams even louder when she sustains a carpet burn from hell.

Maureen despite the pain realizes that her pants and underwear are now wrapped around her knees 'Please at least let me pull my pants back up so if I am to die I can leave this world with dignity.'

Outside whispering amongst the wind she hears a muffled reply 'You haven't got a dignified bone in your body Maureen, all you have ever done is treat other people like shit.

If There is a God you will never get the chance to meet him because you are going to hell where you will burn for eternity.'

Maureen sobs when she hears her dead husbands voice but even with two broken legs and a tree root wrapped around her ankle the meanness that she exudes from every pore in her body raises to the surface 'Well if it isn't Norman Babbage the dullest man in the UK, hope you are cold down there in your grave but just to make sure I will see you soon Norman and kill you all over again.'

The root tightens and Maureen gets the message and for once in her life stays silent once more.

But that doesn't last long because when she starts to descend the wooden stairs she screams in pain and utter terror.

BOINK BOINK BOINK

The back of Maureens head hits the third step she bites her tongue drawing blood.

Only twenty two steps to go.

BOINK BIONK BOINK

Upon reaching the bottom step Maureens head now resembles an over ripe pumpkin.

'Sorry about that Maureen but that last step was a doozy.'

Maureens tongue is now badly swollen but she still manages to say' Fook you Norman'

She is dragged past the vegetable garden that Norman planted a few years ago, Maureen grimaces in pain but she fondly remembers the tasty beets plus the tomatoes were always plump and juicy as she is dragged past the patch.

She offers little resistance as she is pulled along the well manicured lawn.

Her fingers leave shallow furrows that would be ideal for planting some herbs or flowers.

Maureen sighs in frustration 'If only I was a good wife a better person in general Norman and I would still be married and I wouldn't be in my current predicament.'

Beneath the oak tree Norman gets little comfort from his wives torment as the root delivers her to him, way faster than the post office ever could.

He waits propped up in a tangle of roots, his decaying body now looking like a prop from a 'Pirates From the Caribbean' movie.

'Hello Maureen sorry to drag you away from your beauty sleep but it wasn't working anyway.'

Maureen doesn't resist or argue as her husband's bony hand grip her tight and guides her over the threshold.

The couples flesh and memories seep down into the earth where they blend together damned to be together in turmoil for forever and a day.

THE END.

[roshini]

All Hospitality and Tourism programms

The hospitality industry is fast growing, and it continues to provide opportunities for graduates to succeed in a wide variety of areas. This program provides a pathway for students to acquire the knowledge, skills and experience needed to work successfully in a wide range of hospitality business management careers. In collaboration with highly qualified and experienced industry professionals, this program is designed to provide students with the most updated and in-depth knowledge and skills in the hospitality world.

The 10 theory courses are provided in a blended form, via classroom, distance education, and applicable activities (i.e. guest speakers, field trips). It also includes a co-op placement to apply the knowledge and skills gained in class.

Students will be able to gain work experience in hotels, airline companies, cruise ship companies, motels, recreational resorts, convention and catering firms, private inns or tour companies. Some may find jobs in food service or housing departments of public service organizations such as hospitals, colleges and universities.

Graduates will be able to use standard hotel operation systems, demonstrate deep understanding of hospitality management, practice efficient marketing and sales skills, deal with human resource issues, hospitality facilities, and front desk operations, and manage food and beverage operation and hospitality accounting procedures.

Career Opportunities

This program builds on the knowledge, skills, and previous experience and opens up careers in several areas, including the following National Occupational Classification (NOC) categories:

0632 – Accommodation service managers

6311 – Food service supervisors

6313 – Accommodation, travel, tourism, and related services supervisors

Dependent upon experience and individual abilities, many employers will hire graduates not only in the supervisory positions, but other jobs within the various sections of the tourism, hospitality, and management fields.

Program Details

10 Months of Theory Courses – 10 Months of Work Experience

Theory Courses

   ENGL120 | Academic Writing II (80 hours)

   CMNS120 | Public Speaking – Presentation Skills II (80 hours)

   MKTG120 | Project Marketing – Advertising (80 hours)

   THMT101 | Tourism and Hospitality in BC (80 hours)

   THMT120 | Supervision in the Hospitality Industry (80 hours)

   MKTG140 | Hospitality Sales and Marketing (80 hours)

   HRMT140 | Managing Hospitality Human Resources (80 hours)

   CPDT101 | Career Developement (80 hours)

   DIGM120 | Digital Branding (80 hours)

   BUSN150 | Business Research (80 hours)

Work Experience (after theory courses completed)

   COOP139 | Co-op Placement (780 hours)

Fee StructureFees (in CAD)Domestic StudentsInternational Students

Tuition$12,600$18,000

Assessment Fee$-$250

Application Fee$250$1,000

Administration Fee$200$2000

Other Fees: Temporary Medical Insurance$-$300

Textbook Fee$600$600

Course Materials$395$395

Total Fees

$14,045$22,545

Tuition refunds are based on policy stated in the college’s enrolment agreement and bound by the Private Training Act Regulation.

Requirements

High school graduates or mature student status (19 years or older at start of program)

Language requirement

International students must comply with the requirements of Immigration, Refugees and Citizenship Canada in respect to study permits

English 12 (pass); or

IELTS 6.0 (5.5 Academic); or

TOEFL 60-78; or

PTE Academic (Minimum 46 Overall); or

CLB 7; or

CAEL 50; or

CELPIP 7; or

Duolingo 85-90 (englishtest.duolingo.com/applicants); or

College entrance test (63% minimum); or equivalent

For more information on language requirements where internationally-recognized tests and other equivalencies are accepted, please consult with our admissions staff.

[raiyan1]

All Hospitality and Tourism programms

The hospitality industry is fast growing, and it continues to provide opportunities for graduates to succeed in a wide variety of areas. This program provides a pathway for students to acquire the knowledge, skills and experience needed to work successfully in a wide range of hospitality business management careers. In collaboration with highly qualified and experienced industry professionals, this program is designed to provide students with the most updated and in-depth knowledge and skills in the hospitality world.

The 10 theory courses are provided in a blended form, via classroom, distance education, and applicable activities (i.e. guest speakers, field trips). It also includes a co-op placement to apply the knowledge and skills gained in class.

Students will be able to gain work experience in hotels, airline companies, cruise ship companies, motels, recreational resorts, convention and catering firms, private inns or tour companies. Some may find jobs in food service or housing departments of public service organizations such as hospitals, colleges and universities.

Graduates will be able to use standard hotel operation systems, demonstrate deep understanding of hospitality management, practice efficient marketing and sales skills, deal with human resource issues, hospitality facilities, and front desk operations, and manage food and beverage operation and hospitality accounting procedures.

Career Opportunities

This program builds on the knowledge, skills, and previous experience and opens up careers in several areas, including the following National Occupational Classification (NOC) categories:

0632 – Accommodation service managers

6311 – Food service supervisors

6313 – Accommodation, travel, tourism, and related services supervisors

Dependent upon experience and individual abilities, many employers will hire graduates not only in the supervisory positions, but other jobs within the various sections of the tourism, hospitality, and management fields.

Program Details

10 Months of Theory Courses – 10 Months of Work Experience

Theory Courses

   ENGL120 | Academic Writing II (80 hours)

   CMNS120 | Public Speaking – Presentation Skills II (80 hours)

   MKTG120 | Project Marketing – Advertising (80 hours)

   THMT101 | Tourism and Hospitality in BC (80 hours)

   THMT120 | Supervision in the Hospitality Industry (80 hours)

   MKTG140 | Hospitality Sales and Marketing (80 hours)

   HRMT140 | Managing Hospitality Human Resources (80 hours)

   CPDT101 | Career Developement (80 hours)

   DIGM120 | Digital Branding (80 hours)

   BUSN150 | Business Research (80 hours)

Work Experience (after theory courses completed)

   COOP139 | Co-op Placement (780 hours)

Fee StructureFees (in CAD)Domestic StudentsInternational Students

Tuition$12,600$18,000

Assessment Fee$-$250

Application Fee$250$1,000

Administration Fee$200$2000

Other Fees: Temporary Medical Insurance$-$300

Textbook Fee$600$600

Course Materials$395$395

Total Fees

$14,045$22,545

Tuition refunds are based on policy stated in the college’s enrolment agreement and bound by the Private Training Act Regulation.

Requirements

High school graduates or mature student status (19 years or older at start of program)

Language requirement

International students must comply with the requirements of Immigration, Refugees and Citizenship Canada in respect to study permits

English 12 (pass); or

IELTS 6.0 (5.5 Academic); or

TOEFL 60-78; or

PTE Academic (Minimum 46 Overall); or

CLB 7; or

CAEL 50; or

CELPIP 7; or

Duolingo 85-90 (englishtest.duolingo.com/applicants); or

College entrance test (63% minimum); or equivalent

For more information on language requirements where internationally-recognized tests and other equivalencies are accepted, please consult with our admissions staff.

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ALL HOSPITALITY AND TOURISM PROGRAMMS

The hospitality industry is fast growing, and it continues to provide opportunities for graduates to succeed in a wide variety of areas. This program provides a pathway for students to acquire the knowledge, skills and experience needed to work successfully in a wide range of hospitality business management careers. In collaboration with highly qualified and experienced industry professionals, this program is designed to provide students with the most updated and in-depth knowledge and skills in the hospitality world.

The hospitality industry is fast growing, and it continues to provide opportunities for graduates to succeed in a wide variety of areas. This program provides a pathway for students to acquire the knowledge, skills and experience needed to work successfully in a wide range of hospitality business management careers. In collaboration with highly qualified and experienced industry professionals, this program is designed to provide students with the most updated and in-depth knowledge and skills in the hospitality world.

The 10 theory courses are provided in a blended form, via classroom, distance education, and applicable activities (i.e. guest speakers, field trips). It also includes a co-op placement to apply the knowledge and skills gained in class.

Students will be able to gain work experience in hotels, airline companies, cruise ship companies, motels, recreational resorts, convention and catering firms, private inns or tour companies. Some may find jobs in food service or housing departments of public service organizations such as hospitals, colleges and universities.

Graduates will be able to use standard hotel operation systems, demonstrate deep understanding of hospitality management, practice efficient marketing and sales skills, deal with human resource issues, hospitality facilities, and front desk operations, and manage food and beverage operation and hospitality accounting procedures.

Career Opportunities

This program builds on the knowledge, skills, and previous experience and opens up careers in several areas, including the following National Occupational Classification (NOC) categories:

0632 – Accommodation service managers

6311 – Food service supervisors

6313 – Accommodation, travel, tourism, and related services supervisors

Dependent upon experience and individual abilities, many employers will hire graduates not only in the supervisory positions, but other jobs within the various sections of the tourism, hospitality, and management fields.

Program Details

10 Months of Theory Courses – 10 Months of Work Experience

Theory Courses

 ENGL120 | Academic Writing II (80 hours)

 CMNS120 | Public Speaking – Presentation Skills II (80 hours)

 MKTG120 | Project Marketing – Advertising (80 hours)

 THMT101 | Tourism and Hospitality in BC (80 hours)

 THMT120 | Supervision in the Hospitality Industry (80 hours)

 MKTG140 | Hospitality Sales and Marketing (80 hours)

 HRMT140 | Managing Hospitality Human Resources (80 hours)

 CPDT101 | Career Developement (80 hours)

 DIGM120 | Digital Branding (80 hours)

 BUSN150 | Business Research (80 hours)

Work Experience (after theory courses completed)

 COOP139 | Co-op Placement (780 hours)

Fee StructureFees (in CAD)Domestic StudentsInternational Students

Tuition$12,600$18,000

Assessment Fee$-$250

Application Fee$250$1,000

Administration Fee$200$2000

Other Fees: Temporary Medical Insurance$-$300

Textbook Fee$600$600

Course Materials$395$395

Total Fees

$14,045$22,545

Tuition refunds are based on policy stated in the college’s enrolment agreement and bound by the Private Training Act Regulation.

Requirements

High school graduates or mature student status (19 years or older at start of program)

Language requirement

International students must comply with the requirements of Immigration, Refugees and Citizenship Canada in respect to study permits

English 12 (pass); or

IELTS 6.0 (5.5 Academic); or

TOEFL 60-78; or

PTE Academic (Minimum 46 Overall); or

CLB 7; or

CAEL 50; or

CELPIP 7; or

Duolingo 85-90 (englishtest.duolingo.com/applicants); or

College entrance test (63% minimum); or equivalent

For more information on language requirements where internationally-recognized tests and other equivalencies are accepted, please consult with our admissions staff.

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So, because my life is one cosmic dick punch after another, I am getting booted out of my apartment after this weekend.

Due to the actions of my housemate over the past 8 months, which began with the carpet being torn up in one of the rooms in our unit and ended with her being arrested for assaulting me, the landlord would not renew the lease even with just me. I have another apartment (hopefully) lined up for July, but between now and then, I'm Pretty Well Boned.

I've got the money put aside for my deposit for the place, a steady job with pretty good pay, and very understanding employers, but I'm still scrambling to find a place to stay for this month. And with that, on top of costs of things like a storage unit and (potentially) movers, I need help again. I thought I was past this, but once again, here we are. Anything helps, donations or just sharing around!

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